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ANY CAR IN A STORM
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WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
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[Normally, the House's endeavors struck him as too time-intensive to ever scam. Whether it be scavenger hunts, in-depth feelings sharing, it usually meant too long dealing with any particular person and Aak was able to resist the siren's call of gambling. Here, though, with the promise of accumulating as many toys as he could get his grubby little hands on, for free, the House finally has him with an idea.]
[So, here he is, with a literal arm-full of toys. They're not won (yet) but he's confident in his ability to use them before the time is up. Provided, of course, he doesn't lose them. A ball gag slips from his armful and clacks against the ground as he turns to a familiar voice.]
Oh! [recognition, followed by a cheery look,]
Hehe, taking part in a less traditional festival, huh? [Aak's tail swishes while he ignores the fact something in the mess of items he's holding starts buzzing. It's clear, with absolutely no need to read the future, the Feline's probably going to end up on the bad side of the House.]
Go ahead and spin! Treat yourself to something. I mean, I guess, [he shrugs, barely keeping a pair of handcuffs from sliding over his arm,] you could pick something but it's the spin that's fun, ain't it?
[ Aak cuts a familiar figure, even with his arms uncommonly full of sex toys, and Keita finds himself glad to see the other despite the strangeness of the circumstances. He bends to retrieve the ball gag from where it's fallen on the floor, then reaches to balance it precisely atop another item (he's not even sure what that one is), in such a way that it's unlikely to fall again. He can't necessarily guarantee the same for the handcuffs, though. ]
Hello, Aak. [ How strange, to think that the last they saw of each other was half a year ago already? Time seems to move quickly in this place. ] I thought it was about time I start making an effort, I suppose. Although I admit I've quickly found myself in over my head.
[ Like, Keita has for real never seen anal beads before in his life. ]
Is that what you've been up to? Treating yourself?
[ At the suggestion, and happy to treat Aak as moral support even if he technically hadn't agreed to it, Keita does turn so he can spin the roulette wheel. It spins for a long moment, slows, and finally settles on the number 28, for which Keita is rewarded with a riding crop for his troubles. He lifts it, examines it, and then snaps it in the air with an efficiency that belies, if not an experience with BDSM, then at least experience using them for their intended purpose on hunting horses. ]
Do people really bring this sort of thing to the bedroom?
[Aak's smile stays nice and curved as Keita helps him with his hoard of toys. There's something very funny to him about the idea of making an effort at this point. As someone who had jumped into the deep end and watched people suffer humiliation for trying to avoid the house's shenanigans... it just tickled him to consider Keita metaphorically rolling up his sleeves to go for it. It was a tone and cadence that matched the idea of picking up gardening and not a pile of sex toys.]
It's admirable to take a first step, [he says, with only a bit of his amusement lingering on the words]
Ah, but yea! This whole thing's a steal, isn't it? All you have to do it use 'em with someone and you keep them!
[his tail swishes again, watching the ball clack along the ridges of the roulette wheel. Admittedly, some of the things he had gotten in his rampant spins were pretty weird. For everything that was easy and obvious there was a cucumber. Or an electric toothbrush. He was confident to make them work one way or another but did the house really consider that kind of half-assed sex toy sexy...?]
[With absolutely no experience, the riding crop Keita's awarded with seems on the obvious side.]
Some people get off on hurtin' people. [An extremely simplified view of the complicated kink of sadomasochism.] I know at least one guy, he aaaa~lways gets more excited if I scratch or bite too hard. So it's like that, probably.
I see... [ Keita snaps the riding crop again, thoughtfully. ] I suppose I can understand that. I enjoy being bitten, myself.
[ TMI? Maybe. He's trying to go with the flow of things, to second-guess himself less, to stop allowing his general shyness to get in the way of his ambitions in this place. But from what Keita understands of Aak, he doubts the other will be particularly put off by one little revelation about Keita's tastes.
After a second, he returns his gaze to the toys in Aak's arms, brow furrowed, and then asks, ] That must mean you're going to be on the hunt for a number of partners, then. Or one partner with considerable stamina.
[ Or maybe Aak has already used all these toys with partners and that's why he's keeping them all? How impressive of him. ]
[It's certainly information that makes Aak's eyes light up. That sort of thing was practically an invitation, wasn't it? Biting was simple, though, really something to mix with any of the implements. He can't get too distracted! He has to keep his eyes on the prize!]
I figure anyone'll do. [that was his whole thought when he undertook the spins,]
And, y'know, I can give them stamina if I really gotta. [he smiles knowingly, even though he never actually spoke much with Keita about his concoctions or potions. He's too used to his reputation preceding him.]
You got someone in mind for yours? Or should we trade one for one?
[ Ah, Aak. Truly a man of simple ambitions. The straightforwardness of his response gets a laugh from Keita as he reaches out to tap the crop against the dangling ball of a gag from Aak's arms. ]
Can you? And how exactly do you do that?
[ In this particular instance, Aak's reputation hasn't preceded him—or at the very least, everything Keita knows about Aak and his ventures into pharmaceuticals comes from potential future knowledge, and in order to keep knowing, Keita has to ask the right questions.
He shakes his head slightly, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. ]
No one in mind in particular, no. Would you like to trade toys, or trade, er... [ How to put this delicately. ] Favors, as it were?
[There were certainly people that were more fun to play with- either due to their nature or a personal connection he felt. Ultimately, though, the house rewarded the sex and not the intimacy. There's still no amount of sex or favors that can save Aak from the eventual debt of his impulsive gambling.]
Yea! [still, even if it only helps a drop in the bucket, Aak does seem happy for Keita's suggestion]
What goes good with that... [while he rummages, he'll get back to the first question,]
I can't make nearly as strong of stuff as when I had my whole lab... I've got a medicine that gets rid of all your sleepiness but, well,
[there is a brief look up as Aak considers his honesty,]
It doesn't fix stamina. And the stamina one makes you sleepy after. And nothin' good happened the last time I made someone try both at once.
[If Keita can grasp an image of a future where it happens again- there's certainly a non-sexy amount of blood involved with both medicines at once.]
Yes to the toys or to the favors? [ he asks with a laugh. Either way, he's obviously amenable, even though he doesn't have nearly as much to offer in the way of accoutrements as Aak is already clutching in his hands.
The first time they met, Keita had seen glimpses of this future—learning about Aak's experiments, somewhere between scientist (?) and doctor (??) but driven mostly by fascination and less by a code of ethics. He can also envision, if not from experience then at least by imagination, the gruesome outcome of being fed both potions at once, and the image makes Keita wrinkle his nose slightly. ]
I see. [ Keita doesn't think Aak will get points for making someone bleed out... ] I suppose the stamina might be the better choice, for those who need it. You can push through being sleepy, but...
[ Can't do anything about not getting it up. Not that Keita really has a problem in either department... but theoretically, anyway. ]
[Medicine was something he was passionate about but he had far too much experience with the limitations of medicine. At least, if he was only throwing it around for fun, it would do everything that was promised. He just didn't want to do anything too bad to someone who didn't deserve it. Keita's slate with him was currently clean of any evil deeds.]
If you wanted to try one, I could hook you up. [he grins, partially at the suggestion but partially at settling on something he liked,]
You know, this place really seems to like throwing these my direction... but I'm not really the domestic type. It might look good on you!
[He hooks his finger around a plain leather collar and yanks it from the pile. The collar is attached to a leash, though, so it requires a bit more tugging than he expected. Is this leash load-bearing to the pile??]
I think I'm all right, [ Keita says, ] I rarely suffer from sleepiness or from lack of stamina.
[ But if he did, well, he'd probably go to Aak about it. At the very least he can see the outcomes of these things and knows when to decline and when to accept.
The offer of the collar makes Keita laugh. He watches as Aak yanks, then as the leash gets tangled in something and refuses to yield. Tucking the riding crop briefly under his arm in a practiced gesture, Keita steps forward so he can help Aak disengage the load-bearing leash from the remainder of his pile. ]
I'm going to take that as a compliment, [ Keita says. ] I've never worn one before, though, so I suppose I couldn't say just yet.
[ Another light tug, and although the pile wobbles again it seems maybe a little less tangled up than it did before. ]
[Aak can only see the outcomes of things as much as he can assume. He thought of himself as good at reading people but really he was just as prone to fantasy, stereotypes, or flat-out misinterpreting things. He's grinning as Keita helps him untangle the leash, his gambled goods settling into a new position.]
[he blinks quickly at the next line,]
I don't get to see it? [he looks very slightly up, with an innocent look that belies a slew of perverted thoughts]
[Aak's instinct is to be the aggressor, but the multitude of possible futures show him to be a bit more amenable. There's also a several minute detour of trying to get him to use the riding crop properly.]
[ Keita blinks back, then smiles and dangles the freed leash between them. Goodness, such an imagination behind such an innocent face—not that Keita's entirely surprised, given what he's gleaned about Aak. ]
Well, if you'd like to see it I certainly won't decline.
[ Mostly he means the collar, but truthfully Keita means the rest of it too—the riding crop and any number of other equally perverted things Aak can think of. It's fine with him for Aak to be the more aggressive between them—in fact, Keita largely prefers it that way.
He balances the crop neatly across the pile in Aak's arms, then tilts his head a little and says, ]
I'd ask if you would put it on me, but it seems you haven't enough hands. Shall I do it myself, then?
[Aak's smile gets wide and playful when Keita agrees. He's fine taking that as an agreement to any number of things. He hasn't learned quite how Keita says no yet. Hopefully, if it's needed, he's able to say it loudly enough. Aak refuses to acknowledge that it's weird to put the onus of stopping something on the receiver and not the giver. He feels like he's grown a lot just to deem some people worthy of stopping for.]
Wait, I want to do it! [he bounces a bit on his heel and, thankfully, nothing is dislodged from his pile.]
There's gotta be a room for this kinda thing, right? Like, at least a bathroom or something...
[He looks back and forth, checking for any of the brightly lit signs on the game room floor. The privacy was really a second thought to a place being convenient and having room for him to set down his armful of treasures. There were the private game rooms as an option, there were the bathrooms, or the private lounges... well, they would be an option if not for the specialized party rooms excluding most of their traits.]
[ A glance up and down the hall containing the games doesn't reveal anything that could be immediately used for privacy and convenience, but as far as Keita's mental map of the hotel goes... He thinks it through for a moment, then snaps his fingers and turns back to Aak. ]
Mating Season shouldn't be too far from here, [ Keita suggests. ] We could use one of the rooms there, if you can carry those for another minute.
[ Frankly, Keita often forgets about Mating Season entirely, but it should only be down the hallway and would be quite a convenient option as far as having a place to put down Aak's collection and give the collar a test run. ]
Oh! Yea, they've gotta give us something, that's like, their whole thing!
[He agrees with a smile. He adjusts his arms one more time for stability's sake then turns to the right direction. There's a short beep from his Watch. He looks a bit irritated but it stops and he doesn't have to do anything with it. Shut up, timer, he's having fun here.]
Bet I can beat you there!
[Aak starts off at a quick pace, completely ignoring if he sheds any toys from his pile as he goes. He's either trusting Keita will stop to pick them up as a distraction or that Keita truly won't care about winning a foot race to the Mating Season front desk.]
[ Well, Aak's assessment of Keita is right on the money: he does pause to collect the fallen toys as they make their way to Mating Season. In his defense, Aak seemed so proud of his collection it really would be a shame to let any of them go to waste, wouldn't it? So by the time he arrives behind Aak at the front desk, Keita is also bearing a similar, although much smaller, pile of toys, which he doesn't have it in him to try to explain when the staff member behind the desk swings their gaze between him and Aak. ]
A private room, please.
[ A quick watch payment, and then before long another staff member is leading them down the hallway toward an open door that leads to exactly the private room that Keita had requested. It's fairly simple but at least well-appointed, like a hotel room with a large bed, a bathroom with a tub set off to the side, and a basket of supplies sitting on the nightstand.
Keita deposits his armful of toys on one of the nearby chairs, then carefully disentangles his collar and leash from the pile. ]
Do you have any others you'd like to put to use? [ he asks. ] If we're here anyway, we may as well get what we can out of it, don't you think?
[It's cute, not that Aak is the type to actually say his praise aloud for it. He just smiles coyly when he turns at the desk and sees the older man with toys in tow. His tail swishes and he seems quite pleased to have the room covered and everything.]
[(Right now, it's just a simple pleasure, since he doesn't know he'll be skimping on luxuries to make up for some of these bad decisions.)]
[Aak dumps what remains of the toys on a coffee table and starts doing a quick inventory of what was there and what was on the nearby chair.]
... 's bigger than my room, maybe I should use these more often. [he can't help but notice, ear flicking a bit in irritation before going back to the task at hand]
Of course I wanna use all of 'em! But you don't get a balanced dish by just throwing all the extras on top and acting like it's gotta be good...
[Ankle cuffs, blindfold, ball gag, those all paired well... while Aak moves them off to the side he's playing with the idea that you always start negotiations with a bit more than you want. That way you can shave some off without really losing anything. The cock ring, the anal beads...]
Is it? [ A glance around at the size of the room is enough to give Keita a sense of what Aak's rank must be like, even if it can't quite narrow down a number. ] Then we'd better get our money's worth, hadn't we.
[ It's a good thing Aak is ambitious. Would he be disappointed to have access to a room nicer than his own if it was just going to be a quick one-and-done event? Keita can't help but smile slightly at the image, even as he steps up idly beside Aak to examine the selections he's making of the toys.
Speaking of ambition. Keita's brows lift as he considers the cock ring, then the cucumber. Only recently did he become acquainted with the idea of food being used during sex, and that was a wholly different context than a cucumber. Flavored condoms aren't so bad... he does reach out to touch one of the anal beads lightly, curious. ]
[Aak considers his room good enough for just himself. He rarely invited people over and was familiar with the lower floors' shared baths. When another person got involved the amount of space that was necessary just ballooned. He would be disappointed if it was quick, though, simply because of his nature. When someone makes a stamina-enhancing drink it makes sense that they enjoy playing as long as possible.]
[The Feline is comparing the on-display lubricant flavors when Keita's shoulder brushes against his and he examines the beads.]
Oh, yea, [he reaches over, briefly brushing their hands together before picking up the toy and dragging his thumb over the silicone beads.]
It's supposed to feel good coming out, like... not just one big in and out but a bunch'a small ones. Think y'might be sensitive to that~?
[his tail swishes over to rest against the side of Keita's far leg]
[ The curiosity was of course genuine—Keita isn't terribly experienced with toys and there is quite a lot he doesn't know—but it was also a play to see if Aak would mind him getting closer, and from the way their hands brush together and that tail curls around the back of Keita's legs, it seems that he doesn't mind at all. Keita smiles a little for it, tracing a fingertip over one of the larger beads as he considers the explanation. ]
I think I might be, [ he says after a moment. ] I am—fairly sensitive in general, after all.
[ So it stands to reason that something like that would feel good, at least based on the way Aak describes it. It makes Keita flush a little in his ears to be so forward about something like that—even a year in this resort can't totally overcome all the years of his proper upbringing—but he doesn't shy away from the prospect like he might have once. ]
And what would feel good for you? [ Keita asks after a moment. The beads and the cucumber and... whatever else all seems to largely be for Keita's enjoyment(??), but surely there should be something in here that will bring Aak pleasure too. ]
[Part of how Aak had been able to flourish in this place was how little personal space he needed. Physical intimacy was nowhere near as dangerous as emotional intimacy. As long as a person wasn't huge and threatening he wouldn't mind getting close. Once some fondness was built up then Aak was prone to leaning on people, taking their arm, forcing himself into the same chair...]
Are ya'? [his eyes light up at just being given that information- perhaps he had too many friends that were just as emotionally withdrawn and didn't like to admit "weakness."]
Hehehe, [he chuckles to himself before getting caught off-guard by the next question. Sure, everything he'd pulled out was more of a "use on other" situation. There was a certain thrill he got out of just experimenting on someone, playing with them until they were exhausted, but-]
-aren't you gonna let me do it?
[Another blunt, direct question. He probably did need a back-up plan if Keita was gonna get mad at him for continuing past a certain point.]
[ Admitting to weakness... or realizing that the best way to get what he really wants (overstimulation) is to dangle the carrot of his sensitivity in front of an ambitious young man who Keita is positive will put him through his paces? Maybe a bit of both. Either way, the eager look on Aak'ss face gives Keita the feeling he's going to get exactly what he hopes for. ]
I'll probably let you do nearly anything you want, [ Keita says, in a moment of rare straightforwardness. Normally the politeness of his upbringing holds him back from being so open about things like this, even after so many months in the resort, but something about Aak makes it feel easier to just... say what he means. ] I just want to know what you'll enjoy the most, is all.
[ Sure, maybe there's a point at which Keita would call it quits... but given how much he likes to be exhausted and overstimulated, and how much he likes a certain level of pain, he doesn't imagine he'll have to put a stop to their games today.
Well, maybe if Aak tries to give him both of the potions at once, or something. ]
[An idiot? An angel? Depending on how this goes, Aak may feel duty-bound to protect this man. So rarely does Aak get told he can just do what he wants that it is like catnip to him. If Keita enjoys it too then Aak has to make sure no one ends up taking advantage of that in a breaking way. Does he have the power to back up that conviction? Well, he's got medicines.]
[Either way, the bait Keita has set has been snapped up by a younger Feline.]
Trust me, I know what I like myself! I'll get off fine. [he's pressed up against Keita, smiling mischievously]
Besiii~des, once you're all tied up it'd gonna be up to me anyways!
[Technically speaking, he could do anything once everything was applied. He's taking that "nearly anything" at face value. All this time in the hotel and he still doesn't really get safe words or pre-consent.]
[ Hook, line, and sinker. Keita doesn't feel too bad about this little bit of manipulation—it's to both of their benefits, after all, especially if it grows into a mutually enjoyable partnership in the future. And best of all, it's the truth: although he might have a difficult time admitting as such, Keita's tastes truly are strange and varied, and he's open to almost anything Aak might think to try.
The only line he'll draw is this: ] Anything, [ Keita agrees, ] I just don't like to bleed much.
[ But he's assuming that "not too much blood" won't be a dealbreaker for Aak, given how avariciously he'd been looking all those toys earlier. Keita smiles and turns to face Aak more fully, one hand coming up to rest on his lower stomach. ]
Then I'll trust you to take care of that yourself, [ he says. It doesn't sound like Aak intends on leaving him in a state where he'll be able to care about much of anything, much less reciprocal pleasure. ] What would you like to do first?
[ No matter what, the first step is probably undressing, so while he waits for further instruction Keita reaches up to start undoing his tie and the buttons of his shirt. That makes two of them, re: safe words—that's not even a concept that's been introduced to Keita yet, so he won't think to use one even if it did come to that point. ]
[Aak is so pleased with this deal and it radiates off his expression. Sadly, he doesn't purr, not like an actual cat. If he could, though, this would be a good time for it. Instead, he hums a little bit, making sure he's got everything from his pile of toys lines up properly.]
Got it! I've only met a couple of people that like bleeding, you know. Don't get it much myself.
[It's a good point to bring up, though. Aak wasn't the type to inflict it with a device but he has slept with a few people that liked when he got really harsh with his nails. He could enjoy someone's blood but it made way more sense to want to avoid those things.]
Let's see, prob'ly tying first in case we gotta move you around, then the blindfold, then the toys? Unless, [he glances up at the older man. When Keita undoes his tie, Aak will reach up to pull the strip of fabric to the side and send it tumbling to the ground. He's helping.] you wanna see any part of it?
[Senses and sensory deprivation were both tools of anticipation.]
Ohh, or if you wanted to see I could take a video and show you after!
[Despite Aak saying that an encounter could be like a meal, there needed to be a balance of flavors, he did still have that energy of someone who added way too many toppings at the end. Every single one was one he wanted at the moment at least. If he were in any creative career he would be the kind of person who desperately needs an editor to manage his impulses.]
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roulette!!
[So, here he is, with a literal arm-full of toys. They're not won (yet) but he's confident in his ability to use them before the time is up. Provided, of course, he doesn't lose them. A ball gag slips from his armful and clacks against the ground as he turns to a familiar voice.]
Oh! [recognition, followed by a cheery look,]
Hehe, taking part in a less traditional festival, huh? [Aak's tail swishes while he ignores the fact something in the mess of items he's holding starts buzzing. It's clear, with absolutely no need to read the future, the Feline's probably going to end up on the bad side of the House.]
Go ahead and spin! Treat yourself to something. I mean, I guess, [he shrugs, barely keeping a pair of handcuffs from sliding over his arm,] you could pick something but it's the spin that's fun, ain't it?
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Hello, Aak. [ How strange, to think that the last they saw of each other was half a year ago already? Time seems to move quickly in this place. ] I thought it was about time I start making an effort, I suppose. Although I admit I've quickly found myself in over my head.
[ Like, Keita has for real never seen anal beads before in his life. ]
Is that what you've been up to? Treating yourself?
[ At the suggestion, and happy to treat Aak as moral support even if he technically hadn't agreed to it, Keita does turn so he can spin the roulette wheel. It spins for a long moment, slows, and finally settles on the number 28, for which Keita is rewarded with a riding crop for his troubles. He lifts it, examines it, and then snaps it in the air with an efficiency that belies, if not an experience with BDSM, then at least experience using them for their intended purpose on hunting horses. ]
Do people really bring this sort of thing to the bedroom?
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It's admirable to take a first step, [he says, with only a bit of his amusement lingering on the words]
Ah, but yea! This whole thing's a steal, isn't it? All you have to do it use 'em with someone and you keep them!
[his tail swishes again, watching the ball clack along the ridges of the roulette wheel. Admittedly, some of the things he had gotten in his rampant spins were pretty weird. For everything that was easy and obvious there was a cucumber. Or an electric toothbrush. He was confident to make them work one way or another but did the house really consider that kind of half-assed sex toy sexy...?]
[With absolutely no experience, the riding crop Keita's awarded with seems on the obvious side.]
Some people get off on hurtin' people. [An extremely simplified view of the complicated kink of sadomasochism.] I know at least one guy, he aaaa~lways gets more excited if I scratch or bite too hard. So it's like that, probably.
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[ TMI? Maybe. He's trying to go with the flow of things, to second-guess himself less, to stop allowing his general shyness to get in the way of his ambitions in this place. But from what Keita understands of Aak, he doubts the other will be particularly put off by one little revelation about Keita's tastes.
After a second, he returns his gaze to the toys in Aak's arms, brow furrowed, and then asks, ] That must mean you're going to be on the hunt for a number of partners, then. Or one partner with considerable stamina.
[ Or maybe Aak has already used all these toys with partners and that's why he's keeping them all? How impressive of him. ]
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I figure anyone'll do. [that was his whole thought when he undertook the spins,]
And, y'know, I can give them stamina if I really gotta. [he smiles knowingly, even though he never actually spoke much with Keita about his concoctions or potions. He's too used to his reputation preceding him.]
You got someone in mind for yours? Or should we trade one for one?
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Can you? And how exactly do you do that?
[ In this particular instance, Aak's reputation hasn't preceded him—or at the very least, everything Keita knows about Aak and his ventures into pharmaceuticals comes from potential future knowledge, and in order to keep knowing, Keita has to ask the right questions.
He shakes his head slightly, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. ]
No one in mind in particular, no. Would you like to trade toys, or trade, er... [ How to put this delicately. ] Favors, as it were?
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Yea! [still, even if it only helps a drop in the bucket, Aak does seem happy for Keita's suggestion]
What goes good with that... [while he rummages, he'll get back to the first question,]
I can't make nearly as strong of stuff as when I had my whole lab... I've got a medicine that gets rid of all your sleepiness but, well,
[there is a brief look up as Aak considers his honesty,]
It doesn't fix stamina. And the stamina one makes you sleepy after. And nothin' good happened the last time I made someone try both at once.
[If Keita can grasp an image of a future where it happens again- there's certainly a non-sexy amount of blood involved with both medicines at once.]
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Yes to the toys or to the favors? [ he asks with a laugh. Either way, he's obviously amenable, even though he doesn't have nearly as much to offer in the way of accoutrements as Aak is already clutching in his hands.
The first time they met, Keita had seen glimpses of this future—learning about Aak's experiments, somewhere between scientist (?) and doctor (??) but driven mostly by fascination and less by a code of ethics. He can also envision, if not from experience then at least by imagination, the gruesome outcome of being fed both potions at once, and the image makes Keita wrinkle his nose slightly. ]
I see. [ Keita doesn't think Aak will get points for making someone bleed out... ] I suppose the stamina might be the better choice, for those who need it. You can push through being sleepy, but...
[ Can't do anything about not getting it up. Not that Keita really has a problem in either department... but theoretically, anyway. ]
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If you wanted to try one, I could hook you up. [he grins, partially at the suggestion but partially at settling on something he liked,]
You know, this place really seems to like throwing these my direction... but I'm not really the domestic type. It might look good on you!
[He hooks his finger around a plain leather collar and yanks it from the pile. The collar is attached to a leash, though, so it requires a bit more tugging than he expected. Is this leash load-bearing to the pile??]
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[ But if he did, well, he'd probably go to Aak about it. At the very least he can see the outcomes of these things and knows when to decline and when to accept.
The offer of the collar makes Keita laugh. He watches as Aak yanks, then as the leash gets tangled in something and refuses to yield. Tucking the riding crop briefly under his arm in a practiced gesture, Keita steps forward so he can help Aak disengage the load-bearing leash from the remainder of his pile. ]
I'm going to take that as a compliment, [ Keita says. ] I've never worn one before, though, so I suppose I couldn't say just yet.
[ Another light tug, and although the pile wobbles again it seems maybe a little less tangled up than it did before. ]
Shall I report back when I do?
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[he blinks quickly at the next line,]
I don't get to see it? [he looks very slightly up, with an innocent look that belies a slew of perverted thoughts]
[Aak's instinct is to be the aggressor, but the multitude of possible futures show him to be a bit more amenable. There's also a several minute detour of trying to get him to use the riding crop properly.]
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Well, if you'd like to see it I certainly won't decline.
[ Mostly he means the collar, but truthfully Keita means the rest of it too—the riding crop and any number of other equally perverted things Aak can think of. It's fine with him for Aak to be the more aggressive between them—in fact, Keita largely prefers it that way.
He balances the crop neatly across the pile in Aak's arms, then tilts his head a little and says, ]
I'd ask if you would put it on me, but it seems you haven't enough hands. Shall I do it myself, then?
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Wait, I want to do it! [he bounces a bit on his heel and, thankfully, nothing is dislodged from his pile.]
There's gotta be a room for this kinda thing, right? Like, at least a bathroom or something...
[He looks back and forth, checking for any of the brightly lit signs on the game room floor. The privacy was really a second thought to a place being convenient and having room for him to set down his armful of treasures. There were the private game rooms as an option, there were the bathrooms, or the private lounges... well, they would be an option if not for the specialized party rooms excluding most of their traits.]
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Mating Season shouldn't be too far from here, [ Keita suggests. ] We could use one of the rooms there, if you can carry those for another minute.
[ Frankly, Keita often forgets about Mating Season entirely, but it should only be down the hallway and would be quite a convenient option as far as having a place to put down Aak's collection and give the collar a test run. ]
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Oh! Yea, they've gotta give us something, that's like, their whole thing!
[He agrees with a smile. He adjusts his arms one more time for stability's sake then turns to the right direction. There's a short beep from his Watch. He looks a bit irritated but it stops and he doesn't have to do anything with it. Shut up, timer, he's having fun here.]
Bet I can beat you there!
[Aak starts off at a quick pace, completely ignoring if he sheds any toys from his pile as he goes. He's either trusting Keita will stop to pick them up as a distraction or that Keita truly won't care about winning a foot race to the Mating Season front desk.]
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A private room, please.
[ A quick watch payment, and then before long another staff member is leading them down the hallway toward an open door that leads to exactly the private room that Keita had requested. It's fairly simple but at least well-appointed, like a hotel room with a large bed, a bathroom with a tub set off to the side, and a basket of supplies sitting on the nightstand.
Keita deposits his armful of toys on one of the nearby chairs, then carefully disentangles his collar and leash from the pile. ]
Do you have any others you'd like to put to use? [ he asks. ] If we're here anyway, we may as well get what we can out of it, don't you think?
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[(Right now, it's just a simple pleasure, since he doesn't know he'll be skimping on luxuries to make up for some of these bad decisions.)]
[Aak dumps what remains of the toys on a coffee table and starts doing a quick inventory of what was there and what was on the nearby chair.]
... 's bigger than my room, maybe I should use these more often. [he can't help but notice, ear flicking a bit in irritation before going back to the task at hand]
Of course I wanna use all of 'em! But you don't get a balanced dish by just throwing all the extras on top and acting like it's gotta be good...
[Ankle cuffs, blindfold, ball gag, those all paired well... while Aak moves them off to the side he's playing with the idea that you always start negotiations with a bit more than you want. That way you can shave some off without really losing anything. The cock ring, the anal beads...]
[... cucumber and flavored condoms, sure.]
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[ It's a good thing Aak is ambitious. Would he be disappointed to have access to a room nicer than his own if it was just going to be a quick one-and-done event? Keita can't help but smile slightly at the image, even as he steps up idly beside Aak to examine the selections he's making of the toys.
Speaking of ambition. Keita's brows lift as he considers the cock ring, then the cucumber. Only recently did he become acquainted with the idea of food being used during sex, and that was a wholly different context than a cucumber. Flavored condoms aren't so bad... he does reach out to touch one of the anal beads lightly, curious. ]
What are these?
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[The Feline is comparing the on-display lubricant flavors when Keita's shoulder brushes against his and he examines the beads.]
Oh, yea, [he reaches over, briefly brushing their hands together before picking up the toy and dragging his thumb over the silicone beads.]
It's supposed to feel good coming out, like... not just one big in and out but a bunch'a small ones. Think y'might be sensitive to that~?
[his tail swishes over to rest against the side of Keita's far leg]
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I think I might be, [ he says after a moment. ] I am—fairly sensitive in general, after all.
[ So it stands to reason that something like that would feel good, at least based on the way Aak describes it. It makes Keita flush a little in his ears to be so forward about something like that—even a year in this resort can't totally overcome all the years of his proper upbringing—but he doesn't shy away from the prospect like he might have once. ]
And what would feel good for you? [ Keita asks after a moment. The beads and the cucumber and... whatever else all seems to largely be for Keita's enjoyment(??), but surely there should be something in here that will bring Aak pleasure too. ]
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Are ya'? [his eyes light up at just being given that information- perhaps he had too many friends that were just as emotionally withdrawn and didn't like to admit "weakness."]
Hehehe, [he chuckles to himself before getting caught off-guard by the next question. Sure, everything he'd pulled out was more of a "use on other" situation. There was a certain thrill he got out of just experimenting on someone, playing with them until they were exhausted, but-]
-aren't you gonna let me do it?
[Another blunt, direct question. He probably did need a back-up plan if Keita was gonna get mad at him for continuing past a certain point.]
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I'll probably let you do nearly anything you want, [ Keita says, in a moment of rare straightforwardness. Normally the politeness of his upbringing holds him back from being so open about things like this, even after so many months in the resort, but something about Aak makes it feel easier to just... say what he means. ] I just want to know what you'll enjoy the most, is all.
[ Sure, maybe there's a point at which Keita would call it quits... but given how much he likes to be exhausted and overstimulated, and how much he likes a certain level of pain, he doesn't imagine he'll have to put a stop to their games today.
Well, maybe if Aak tries to give him both of the potions at once, or something. ]
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[An idiot? An angel? Depending on how this goes, Aak may feel duty-bound to protect this man. So rarely does Aak get told he can just do what he wants that it is like catnip to him. If Keita enjoys it too then Aak has to make sure no one ends up taking advantage of that in a breaking way. Does he have the power to back up that conviction? Well, he's got medicines.]
[Either way, the bait Keita has set has been snapped up by a younger Feline.]
Trust me, I know what I like myself! I'll get off fine. [he's pressed up against Keita, smiling mischievously]
Besiii~des, once you're all tied up it'd gonna be up to me anyways!
[Technically speaking, he could do anything once everything was applied. He's taking that "nearly anything" at face value. All this time in the hotel and he still doesn't really get safe words or pre-consent.]
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The only line he'll draw is this: ] Anything, [ Keita agrees, ] I just don't like to bleed much.
[ But he's assuming that "not too much blood" won't be a dealbreaker for Aak, given how avariciously he'd been looking all those toys earlier. Keita smiles and turns to face Aak more fully, one hand coming up to rest on his lower stomach. ]
Then I'll trust you to take care of that yourself, [ he says. It doesn't sound like Aak intends on leaving him in a state where he'll be able to care about much of anything, much less reciprocal pleasure. ] What would you like to do first?
[ No matter what, the first step is probably undressing, so while he waits for further instruction Keita reaches up to start undoing his tie and the buttons of his shirt. That makes two of them, re: safe words—that's not even a concept that's been introduced to Keita yet, so he won't think to use one even if it did come to that point. ]
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Got it! I've only met a couple of people that like bleeding, you know. Don't get it much myself.
[It's a good point to bring up, though. Aak wasn't the type to inflict it with a device but he has slept with a few people that liked when he got really harsh with his nails. He could enjoy someone's blood but it made way more sense to want to avoid those things.]
Let's see, prob'ly tying first in case we gotta move you around, then the blindfold, then the toys? Unless, [he glances up at the older man. When Keita undoes his tie, Aak will reach up to pull the strip of fabric to the side and send it tumbling to the ground. He's helping.] you wanna see any part of it?
[Senses and sensory deprivation were both tools of anticipation.]
Ohh, or if you wanted to see I could take a video and show you after!
[Despite Aak saying that an encounter could be like a meal, there needed to be a balance of flavors, he did still have that energy of someone who added way too many toppings at the end. Every single one was one he wanted at the moment at least. If he were in any creative career he would be the kind of person who desperately needs an editor to manage his impulses.]
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