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TDM #22


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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.



» » » ALL ABOARD




After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.



« « « WINTER WONDERLAND




As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures.

Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again.



« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES


(cw: aphro, humiliation kink)

Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions.

Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation.

It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched.

Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise.



« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE


(cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)

A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold.

Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed.

• The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered.
• The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.
• The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy.
• The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike!

These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day.

One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny.

There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby.



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide:

If your character likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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kamaz: (these changes ain't changin' me)

[personal profile] kamaz 2022-02-06 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Cheol-gang's never seen a person turn that bright pink before, not even John Irving. For a moment he wonders if he's gone too far, hit a little too hard—not anything that would make him feel guilt, of course, but something that could make Irving want to stop associating with him, which he would feel—but then that same man whimpers beneath him, a sound that's impossible to construe as anything but lust. ]

I would be. I will. That kind of behavior from a commissioned officer. Do you think you're in a whorehouse, Lieutenant? [ From behind gritted teeth: ] Remember your goddamn place or I'll show you. [ Beat. Then: ]

I'm not going to let you finish after this. Surely you know that.

[ He doesn't want to, of course. For... reasons Cheol-gang still can't wrap his mind around, starting with the lingering physical discomfort alone— ]
Edited 2022-02-06 23:35 (UTC)
astraythought: (humble ginnings)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-06 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I know you are. I've been there. I'll be there again, at some point. It's how the city works, how they take away what inhibitions and dignity we once had.

[She's not leaving him, not like this, not when it's his first time being aphroed. There's no way he'd make it out of the market without pouncing someone else. She's at least aware of him, and clear-minded enough to give her consent. To forgive any roughness, any desperation.]

And while no one will be surprised if sex happens in public, my preference is not for exhibitionism and public scenes.
mywayistheway: (Not amused)

[personal profile] mywayistheway 2022-02-06 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
“I said they’re traitors,” the red headed woman replied in a hot tone. Her green eyes looking up from the watch to now focus in on this girl. “Every last one of them. They stood with that outsider who killed our leader and proclaimed himself ruler of Mandalore.”

It was a long time ago, but Bo-Katan’s anger seethed as if it had just been yesterday. That day had changed her life and those of her people forever. How could she possibly ever forgive them?
babink: (pic#15197096)

[personal profile] babink 2022-02-06 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His hand tenses in hers. It's a touchy subject for him, Nina's betrayal still fresh on his mind. ]

I was headed for a prison before here. [ And before she worries she's holding hands with a criminal, not knowing he's holding hands with one himself - ] I was wrongfully accused. [ He won't say of what unless she asks. ]
foundlingfather: (Time to see what's available)

[personal profile] foundlingfather 2022-02-07 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Din meets the glare, with a steady gaze in return. No, he won't instigate a fight either in the house. They can keep this peaceful between them. He can deal with her fine. His helmet tilting as he watching, walking closer himself.

"He's been understanding and respectful to my creed." Which...is an important part. At least for Din. He was going to continue, but then there's an audible slap to Luke's ass, which startles him enough to keep him silent for the moment.
fortitudosalutis: (008)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-02-07 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dignity, Carver thinks, is exceedingly easy to take from people. And it's trick this place seems to have learned very well. Humiliation cuts sharper then most blades - a lesson he's learned from experience, and from applying to other people. Better them than him.

His jaw works. He'd rather not get busy with anyone in public, either. It disturbs him that it's a possibility - that it's common enough knowledge that she's warning him about it. And undercutting that is the thought - twinged with gratitude and, hatefully, humiliation - that he'd rather she did. That he's not facing this entirely on his own.

It's about survival, in the end. It always is.

He tips his head back. Exhales through his teeth. ]


Okay.

[ He'll follow where she leads, for now. ]
extramuralise: (friendzoned by the fucking ocean)

[personal profile] extramuralise 2022-02-07 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
N-no, sir-- and yes, sir. I-I'll not forget again.

[ Nearly whispered, though audible still, punctuated with an uneasy gulp, Irving nods to echo and emphasize his words, eyes clamped shut against shame. As much as there is undoubtedly an erotic component to it now, perhaps even for the both of them, he has to pace himself lest he become completely overwhelmed by it, incapacitated by it.

This, though, is less genuine humiliation -- not that Irving isn't humiliated -- than it is corrective discipline, the way a man punishes his dog for inappropriate behavior, which seems exactly the sort of treatment befitting Irving's insolence.

He swallows slowly again, nods again, sweat beading along his flushed face before his eyes open again, wide and eager.
]

That's only the least of what I deserve, I'm sure.
Edited 2022-02-07 00:32 (UTC)
hisfathersimage: (Puh-lease)

[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2022-02-07 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
The Force... tingles, but doesn't actually warn him, which means he does startle slightly at the slap. He pushes down the instinct to react, to flare up like she wants him to and instead gives her a sultry look. "Do you flirt with all the Jedi you meet, or just the ones you don't know?"

What he doesn't manage to stop is the slightly protective step towards Din, not putting Din between them, not putting himself between her and Din, but closer to side by side, hands deceptively relaxed at his sides.
astraythought: (just walking along)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-07 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[She considers where they are and where might be safe. There's businesses lining the street around the market, one might have a public restroom (that isn't already in use). She glances over her shoulder to ensure he's following before she gets moving. Under other circumstances, she'd offer a hand, but she doesn't want to set him off, yet.]
mywayistheway: (smug)

[personal profile] mywayistheway 2022-02-07 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Bo-Katan has known enough Jedi to be able to predict how they act, and is certainly amused at Luke. The Mandalorian folding her arms across his chest, but so much as batting an eye at his retort.

“No, that would be my sister. I honestly don’t know what she saw in him.”

But then Luke is moving and Bo finally gets a good look at the lightsaber he has on him. She pauses, her brow creasing as she focuses in on it. There’s something… oddly familiar about that weapon.
fortitudosalutis: (Default)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-02-07 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carver tugs his hood back up and follows her silently. He doesn’t reach for the knife at his side, not even to touch the hilt as a comfort. It wouldn’t do him any good here. He’s sweating in the middle of what feels like dead winter and everything feels too tightly drawn against him. Trapping him. All he wants is to reach out and touch someone, anyone.

This is spiraling. It was almost comical at the start. Now -

He feels dizzy. Sick with wanting when he shouldn’t. He hasn’t been with anyone in years, can barely remember the last time. Must have been those scavengers over in Lexington. That couple he ran into after he got separated from the group, that couple who’d cornered him and nearly shot him before they decided not to. It was summer, he thinks. They burned sage in their campfire. It made him sneeze but he liked the smell of it, something different. Something other than rot.

He stayed with them for almost a week. They both had him - the woman first, then the man - and then they had him together and the next morning he caught the signal whistle from his people and left, never looked back. Never stole from them or went back to end the threat they posed.

It was high summer then. A strange time, years ago, back when Shaw was missing. When they thought she might be dead, her and -

No. Don’t go there.

It’s hard to focus now. Winter rather than summer and this woman in front of him. Angle, what’s her angle? Everyone’s got an angle. But what does he have, if he doesn’t follow her? No path worth taking.

He keeps his eyes up and he follows without a word. ]
shitplan: (HEEpisode601842)

[personal profile] shitplan 2022-02-07 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
( yelena's going to have to remember that if she ever wants to just shut kate up. either she's going to have to make sure kate's mouth is otherwise occupied or make her come. good too know, good to know.

yelena keeps her mouth against kate while she starts to come, trying to intensify that pleasure as much as she can before finally easing away so she can get a look at what kate looks like when she comes.

and, just like everything else that he's seen kate do, she seems to put her all into coming. yelena's laughing when kate starts tugging on her and, after some minor resistance, she slides up to lay next to kate on the bed. )
kamaz: (the system works)

cw very light breathplay/strangulation tease(?)

[personal profile] kamaz 2022-02-07 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
You are... so lucky that we're not meeting under different circumstances. I could end you right here. [ He lifts his hand from Irving's shoulder on sudden impulse and lightly brushes it down his throat, admiring, for a moment, the fragility—he probably wouldn't even need both hands to end this man. He returns to properly straddling Irving's hips again, gently tracing a line down the center of his neck with his thumb, following the ridge of cartilage into the dip beneath it.

He hears himself inhale rather sharply as he returns to grinding against him, carefully pacing himself, equally mindful of his hand's position as he continues to maintain touch but not pressure. The sound itself feels alien, something he didn't realize he was capable of. Lot of that today. ]


I bet you'd— you'd probably get off on that too, wouldn't you—
Edited 2022-02-07 01:00 (UTC)
rockypath: (good thought but also fuck you)

[personal profile] rockypath 2022-02-07 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Faith doesn't really look terribly concerned about the other woman's tone, but then she's got a pretty sharp temper of her own. So she doesn't shy back, despite the older woman being far more armed than she. Besides, she doesn't seem to actually be angry at Faith as she'd initially thought.

"And are these traitors here... in this store?" she asks, confused about why this rant started in the middle of some shop. Faith herself had been a traitor not so long ago, so she knew better than anyone that people could change and be filled with regret for their past mistakes. Still, she does offer with a small smirk, "I could help you go kick their asses? I'm stronger than I look."
astraythought: (black and white)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-07 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She finds a bar, one where the restroom is unoccupied. Will it surprise him to see there's condoms and lube available on a shelf next to the sink? It's Duplicity--they know spaces like this will find use at any time. She leads him in, then shuts and locks the door, before turning to face him.]

Right. How would you like to do this? I could get on my knees and suck you off. Or you could just fuck me. I'm fine either way. What do you need?
the_real_mccoy: (what?)

surprises

[personal profile] the_real_mccoy 2022-02-07 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
McCoy looked up just as Obi did and stared, "O-Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan?"

He hurried over, already reaching for the guy. McCoy knew it might be a different version, but if it was the same one? If the man had come back? Someone ought to welcome him dammit! And Luke wasn't around at the moment, "It's me, McCoy! You remember, right? It's really you?"
fortitudosalutis: (003)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-02-07 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ So they're doing this in a bar bathroom. Great, Carver thinks vaguely, that's classy. At least it's clean and the door locks, and - haha, okay, those sure are condoms and lube on the counter.

He hasn't seen lube since before the world ended. That's novel.

And then Ducky just asks, straight out. Carver stares at her. ]


Jesus christ.

[ This is happening. Or maybe all the concussive head trauma he's taken over the years has finally caught up with him and he's finally lost his marbles. What does he need? How is he supposed to know that? Not like he's some blushing virgin or whatever, but this place has stakes and rules he doesn't understand, and -

He puts his back to the wall. An old instinct. At least someone here seems calm. ]


I'll fuck you.

[ He doesn't sound particularly enthused about the idea, but he doubts he'll have any trouble getting hard. She's pretty, in a severe sort of way, and in a bette moment Carver thinks he'd like the way she holds herself. Before the world ended, he probably would've given it a shot if he'd met her in a bar somewhere. If she's even the type of woman to frequent the dives he used to hang out in back then. But this is happening. It feels insane.

It probably is. ]
astraythought: (cloaked only in dignity)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-07 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Alright.

[She recognizes that, the way he puts his back to the wall. It strengthens her assessment of him as a veteran; she'd seen the same instinct in men who'd fought in the Platinum Wars, even years later. Between that and his obvious level of willpower, he's already someone she sees as a good potential ally, once this is over. You know, if he's not the type to get shy and pretend he's never seen her before.

But first, the physical. She shucks her coat and begins unbuttoning her dress. Awfully modest, old-fashioned dress by the local standards. It's grey and plain and high-collared, the sort of thing one might see on a Victorian housemaid. But she's gotten very good at getting it off very quick.]
brandingissues: (couch flop)

[personal profile] brandingissues 2022-02-07 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Maybe she should be offended that Yelena comes up from that laughing, but she's too boneless and warm with pleasure to mind all that much. She huffs her own laugh and finds Yelena's lips with her own, taking a moment to experiment with the taste of her that she finds.

It's definitely not a bad combination, the taste of the two of them.

When she pulls back finally, because even though she's been half-melted apparently she still has to breathe, it's to meet Yelena's eyes.]


You going to let me return the favor?
fortitudosalutis: (008)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2022-02-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ She gets straight to it, almost businesslike, and Carver stares at her for a good ten seconds before he remembers he ought to be doing the same. Or maybe helping her with the buttons.

He doesn't. He stays where he is, back firmly to the wall, and shakes himself. After a moment, he pulls his hood off. And then his jacket. He's sweating, still. Heart rate elevated, pulse pounding in his throat like a drumbeat.

It's not pleasant.

After a moment, he sets his jacket and hood down. Follows it up with the mask hooked to his belt.

The belt he keeps, though, because his knife's sheathed there and he knows better than to let himself lose track of a weapon - even in a moment like this. Maybe especially in a moment like his.

He watches Ducky all the while. Taking her in. ]
superweaponized: (e n v e l o p)

[personal profile] superweaponized 2022-02-07 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Jyn understood the concept of being here one moment and gone the next. It was something she had contemplated when she heard the fate of Scariff—- her fate. To experience it in Duplicity wasn’t any easier. To have consciousness and then be gone made the reappearing later harder to deal with. It was clear Obi-Wan was aware of her disappearance or at least of his own if he was saying he had left, too.

Jyn only had the last few days to mourn a life without him, but those few days of being back here, alone, made this embrace all the more potent. He pulled her to him and hugged him deeply. It was a kind of hug that conveyed so much without words. Her chin rested on his shoulder as she raised herself on her tiptoes. She squeezed him back. This hug might have only been after a short leave for her, but the impact was just the same.

She was certain she would never see him either. And here he was once again. Comforted by this fact, she pulled away slowly, just enough to look him in the eye as a hand gently touched his cheek. “Did you go home, too?” She asked.
calicoat: (yeah okay sit down)

[personal profile] calicoat 2022-02-07 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, he looks stupid. That isn't a turn-off. It's a thrill, that someone like Irving, who has dedicated so much time and energy to maintaining a delusion about himself that would preclude this or any activity resembling it, would drop it all because of him. It doesn't matter to Jack whether it's an irresistible attraction that's done it, or something he's seen in him that's unlocked it in him, or the navyman has just been itching with temptation that got put on him because he was there - he likes having a front row seat to the corruption of John Irving in real time. It's a fun power trip, but it turns him on, too, knowing he'd do just about anything he asked of him.

Jack settles in to let Irving climb on top of him, quickly squirting some of the lube on his cock to make this go smoother. Irving guides him in, and he legs out a shaky breath, swearing with the restrictive heat of him, the slow, torturous descent. ]


Fucking hell...

[ He grabs his ass with both hands, fingers gripping roughly into pale flesh, not forcing him down onto his cock, but making the motion smoother, eyes on Irving's face as he sinks down. Jack's just the opposite, he wouldn't dare look away. ]
astraythought: (you deserve this sarcasm)

[personal profile] astraythought 2022-02-07 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[She's not quite scrawny, not in an unhealthy, underfed way, but she's slight and small. Five feet tall and not a scrap more. No weapons hidden in or under her clothing. Her breasts are unimpressive, the nipples small and pink when she removes her bra. No tattoos, though there's a couple small scars--old, well-healed, the mark of adventurous teenage years. She leaves her hair pinned up.

She's aware of him watching, and returns the favor quietly.]

What are you thinking, Carver?
hadthehighground: (bad news time)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2022-02-07 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
For so long he had wanted nothing more than to hold her again. His life having been one tragedy after another. But now, for once, someone he had loved and lost came back to him. And he relished the embrace, a part of him never wanting let her go again. But as she pulled back, he did as well, though not separating completely. His blue eyes glimmering with moisture as he looked at her again. Drinking in the sight of her, only closing when her hand rested on his cheek. The Jedi leaning into the touch.

“Yes,” he said softly. “Though not right away.” The memory of it all causes him to swallow hard, the emotion welling up inside. “I waited for you,” he admits. He had waited and mourned. Almost an entire month he had deeply felt her loss. It was only due to the kindness of a friend that kept him from missing his quota. Though even after that it was still difficult.

“I waited as long as I was able,” he continued. “But I managed to find another dominant. Someone who was very kind to me. I was with him for a few months and then I returned home.”
hadthehighground: (witty)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2022-02-07 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
“Oh, I could,” the Jedi says in a teasing tone. Stepping to his right to dodge one snowball, then to his left to dodge another. His hand them coming up to catch a third.

“But I hardly see any fun in that.”

He then tosses that snowball back at her as well.