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TEST DRIVE MEME #27

Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.

It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.

It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.

And so you do.

Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only a second.

Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.

Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.

The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"

Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please continue on until you reach Death's office. He'll have your contracts ready for you."

There's a slightly wicked twist to her lips. "Please do feel free to ask him about any of those sins listed..."

And so on, sinners travel until they finally arrived at another office where Death sits waiting. Here is where you'll receive a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written on with their blood. That explains the wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. Death will also provide slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android.

Seems as though Hell has moved on up from the very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters have their device and their contracts, they're ushered further down the hall. It seems to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon the lobby of Penance hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.

The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.


Stand Your Ground
While the Mares have gone, as per Death's bargain with God, and reconstructing Penance is coming along fairly well, the air is carrying with it a cold crispness that sends a chill down one's spine. Lucifer is still nowhere to be found, and if pressured, staff will say he's having talks with the other Lords of Hell, as well as God himself. Things need to be worked out, no matter how difficult it is for Lucifer to accept and swallow his pride. He won't be around to offer warmth to the Penance community and it may, in fact, be mirroring his current mood.

Or it may be the creeping sense of doom that's following so many around now that The Veiled Order has been able to nearly complete their next spell. Local demons will plainly say that God won't help them against this threat, that he doesn't care if Hell is destroyed, and others will be very hush about the situation entirely. No need to scare the local sinners, new or old!

Instead just enjoy the reopening businesses around the local area! Nothing is off-limits. Hellburbia seems to have suffered some extensive damage recently, but not to worry! There's talk of building back better than ever.

Other than that, Helluva Cup has a new spiced drink... and spiced everything. That's right! Pumpkin spice has apparently come early this year... and it may be a bit overpowering and in everything in the coffee shop, regardless of what you order. Even Bean, the 'friendly' hell rat the owner keeps in the shop seems to be feasting on pumpkin flavored meat. That's probably okay. Right?

Penance Library is offering a special reading of Leviathan-specific reads. The local goblins will be doing readings every afternoon for all who care to listen or to stick around and discuss it. These will all be fictional in nature, not historic texts.

Strangely enough, there seems to be a sort of curfew happening. While everyone will not be expected to be in the hotel necessarily, they must take shelter in the newly opened Club Penance, Casino Styx, Hella Shorty's, or other establishments. They must either stay the night in these establishments or be escorted to the hotel by demonic guards. These guards will be doing rounds around the Penance community to ensure no one is out alone. Do not fight them or they may surprise you with how strong they can be.

Additionally, anyone caught defying curfew knowingly or fighting back will be locked in their rooms for up to three days as a potential danger to the community as a whole. There are all sorts of dangers lurking out there and the demons are absolutely trying to keep everyone as safe as they can!

Otherwise, it's business as usual around Penance, so go on an exploration! Bundle up against the cold! Have fun!


Reach Up High
WARNINGS: cutting, blood, torture

Whether you've been here for months or you're freshly arrived, your demonic overlord unfortunately expects some participation despite the current state of things. You can try and shirk the responsibility, of course. You can bargain your way out of it for a while. But eventually, you may find yourself trapped in a room just off the gym that's been fondly dubbed The Torture Room. It has all manner of equipment in there, along with an iron maiden even.

But don't worry about any of that right now. It probably won't be used.

You can try the door, but even with super human strength or every lock picking skill in the book, you won't be able to open it.

It soon becomes apparent what you're supposed to do when someone else is eventually shoved in with you. Both of your lists of sins will appear on a table that's been placed in the center of the room with two handy knives. You can choose to guard these or not care at all that they're on display.

"Unfortunately, due to Father coming back into the picture, I know that He will demand punishment be delivered despite our circumstances. I have chosen a rather easy one, focused on honesty and acceptance of your sins. Please pick up a knife and choose a sin from each of your lists to carve upon your skin. Aid each other in your journey, carve the words to help your fellow penitent be candid with everyone around them!"

The voice rings out within the sinners' heads as it always does, although Lucifer seems agitated at the moment, hesitant in some way that he usually isn't.

"I do apologize for this. If it was up to me, you would have been free of additional torment this month. However, there will be additional incentive for anyone who should try to resist the task I've appointed them."

It isn't a lie nor an idle threat either. The longer you wait to do what's been requested of you, the more shallow cuts that will appear on both of your bodies. Are you really prepared to endure this pain when giving in would be so much easier?

And more than that, are you willing to let another suffer along with you?

Eventually, the cuts will stop if you suffer them long enough, but you'll have failed this challenge and sustained more damage than if you'd just gone along with it. Satan will also be very disappointed in you.


Follow Me Down

Prompt I: Reopening
WARNINGS: sex, drugs, alcohol, aphrodisiacs, body changes, potential kinks, violence, potential non-con or dub-con.

Club Penance is finally back! And with themed nights to start off all the fun. This night's theme is: Anything But Clothes. Guests who enter the adult oriented side of the club will notice the incubi and succubi who serve in it are entirely without clothes (and any ounce of shame!). They're eager to get right back to business. They're very encouraging of others to do the same whether it be immediately or in sexy strip shows.

On their trays, they offer drinks and drugs of all sorts. Shows are being put on on the stage as usual, the offer of sex demos with guest participation are still on the table.

As usual, these demons play under respectable rules in the club, safe words and all. They will also gladly exit the stage and let guests entirely run the show. They're on their best behavior tonight, even if the natural aphrodisiacs they give off seem to be amped up

Guests who refused to undress may also find their clothes randomly disappearing, or being torn off by some eager patron or demon who is a bit too into the theme! Ah, well, no need to worry too much. There will be costumes and lingerie to slip on to go home in. There's absolutely nothing wrong with a walk of shame back to the hotel in nothing but a thong, they'll assure. It's just another night in Hell.

For those who are really adventurous, there are also special concoctions that the club offers. These include:

  • Frenzy ○ The drug will be given to anyone anyone who asks for it. It can be snorted, injected, taken in pill form, or smoked given user preference.

    Despite the questionable name, guests who partake really will feel the best they've possibly ever felt. They won't need sleep or to rest, but they won't necessarily feel the strain on their bodies either. They'll be full of energy and their mood will be amazing with no hint of nightmares or dreams anywhere.

    The demons won't let anyone come down either, not once they've started and not until they're told a guest doesn't want any more.

    Even then, they may still try to convince them otherwise. It's a party for as long as you can go, or until you completely burn out, it seems.

    But with all good things come bad. It seems a side-effect of the drug is an actual frenzy as well. A frenzy for sex or violence or anything a character might want that they deny themselves on the regular. They'll feel this growing hunger, this ravenous need to have and to claim everything they think is theirs.

    Some may even fade away into an almost animalistic sort of state.

    The more the guest takes, the more they'll experience this sensation. Fighting it won't help either. Though they did sort of bring that one on themselves, didn't they?

    Other symptoms of coming down won't be too different to those of other drugs. Fatigue, depression. Guests will begin to feel the effects of staying up for so long without rest or stopping to take care of themselves. They may also feel a certain longing for more, but it can be fought off with enough strength of will.

    The drug isn't free either. The succubi expect to be paid in energy or through actual work in the club.

    Bond ○ A potion that will bond guests together the minute one speaks to the other. The encouragement is that this should be done consensually, but the demons won't necessarily be checking. Once bonded, guests will feel what the one who took the potion feels. This includes pain and pleasure both with effects lasting a full night. Give someone the most intense pleasure of their lives or torture them until they beg for mercy!

    For a really intense experience, both participants can consume the potion with mutual effects.


  • For the dance oriented portion of the club, the theme is a little more lax. Instead of outright nakedness, patrons may be offered revealing clubwear instead. Things that will look mesmerizing in the lights of the club ranging from neon colors to clothes that seem to flash on the dance floor. The music will be thrumming in the air, pumping down to your very bones as you dance the night away, and all patrons will feel good. It will feel as if they could actually dance all night if they so wanted, even without the aid of any drugs.

    It will be an all night rave with all the party drugs and drinks one could want! Live music plays all night. The band also loves to receive requests, so knock yourself out! They seem to strangely know any song they're asked to play.

    Knock yourself out, give up any care in the world and have fun. You're already in Hell, so don't you deserve to feel good for a while?


    Prompt II: Your Average Hotel Night
    WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con

    With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

    You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.

    Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.

    There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.

    There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.

    Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.


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    whichisit: (Default)

    [personal profile] whichisit 2021-08-31 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
    “I don’t know if it’s love, but it’s nice.” He shrugs, “I’ve had my great loves, and it will be hard for anyone else to compare to those two, but perhaps.” He smiles a little.

    “You didn’t make an idiot of yourself, I’m see far worse behavior after a few drinks,” He says honestly.

    “That place was horrid, turns out if you take away certain things, I become slightly less dead, turning back into a vampire was horrible, it’s upped my resolve to never turn another person.”
    whichisit: (Annoyed (alvh))

    [personal profile] whichisit 2021-08-31 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
    He looks over the scars, tempted to run a hand along the raised lines. But takes the knife and presses it into Leonard’s skin. Carving the U, carefully but quickly, followed by the R. “You have some collection,” Henry says, “I would probably be the same, if not worse, if I didn’t heal the way I do.”


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    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-08-31 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
    He grits his teeth and bears right through it, hunching but without noise. When he speaks, it's in a higher tone, clearly pissed;

    "You always this chatty during torture sessions?"
    deaddrop: (pic#15124026)

    [personal profile] deaddrop 2021-08-31 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
    "Don't mind them on other people." She rather likes them, even. They add character. Or maybe just most of the people she knows have them, so which leads to positive associations.

    "But identifying marks aren't a great idea in my line of work. Of course, I've let go of that a little."

    She touches her collar bone, the arrow tattooed there.

    "But still getting used to it."
    savedbyasong: (serious)

    [personal profile] savedbyasong 2021-08-31 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
    "They are strong." Stronger than Shion by far. Which didn't mean they couldn't be hurt. But did mean they would hopefully be alright.

    "Yes, I'm not sure what happened... But at least if it's clear we will know what needs to be rebuilt."
    savedbyasong: (whaaa)

    [personal profile] savedbyasong 2021-08-31 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
    He paused for a moment, but once the man went over to the knives he approached the lists, he knows his own by heart already but he looks at the other mans.

    He's seen long lists before but it's still... A lot. He reads through it, trying not to show any fear or judgement on his face.

    "I can do something like fraud or pride if you wish, they have the least letters." His voice is steady, he's getting better at this.
    whichisit: (Shut up (alvh)

    [personal profile] whichisit 2021-08-31 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
    “If I may be rather forward, knife and blood play are things that do not trouble me.” He pauses for a moment as he works on the following letter, “This isn’t that, but I find staying relaxed helps things go faster and makes them slightly less painful.” He says as he’s carving the last R, watching the blood run down Leonard’s back, he’s tempted to lick the knife, but even he has restraint in moments like this.
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    [personal profile] swordofzero 2021-08-31 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
    [No one in hell had heard of Britannia, he'd met people who hadn't heard of Japan. So he hadn't made any assumptions about where Kaiba might be from.

    But it's good to know. He braces himself for the pain he knows is coming and sure enough it does, sharp and unforgiving as the knife carves into flesh, carving the sin upon his arm.

    Kaiba probably knows him well enough to see the pain, through his completely stoic facade.

    He was tough, he was a soldier and a knight, he took training seriously. He was used to pain. It was a way of life. But Kaiba's last words had him raising his eyebrows.]


    You believe me a brat?
    swordofzero: (sadface)

    [personal profile] swordofzero 2021-08-31 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
    He looked down at the list as well, he knows his own sins of course but he reads through Caleb's without judgement. How could he when he had done such things himself?

    He also pauses on parricide, taking a moment to understand the word. A similarity there. He glances up at the man, as if trying to read what he might be thinking.

    But the moment is broken with a sharp pain, a cut as if made by an invisible whip. The pain was hidden behind a stoic mask that did not break but he looked at the other man in concern.

    "It will be better to get it over with, would you rather go first?"
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    [personal profile] twatter 2021-08-31 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It brings a shiver down his spine, the warmth of Kaiba's breath on his skin. It's a rare opportunity to peek behind the curtain, to see all the thoughts that are normally off-limits. Kaiba has always been a fascinating enigma, an encrypted code Tech has wanted to figure out. Yet behind the curtain right now, there's only him -- only them. He truly is the god he's longed to be and Kaiba is here to worship.

    It's only the drugs... a sober thought whispers in the back of his mind to remind him these aren't Kaiba's true feelings. And considering how they're bonded, Kaiba might even hear that thought. But it doesn't matter. Drugs or no, for at least a few hours, this is their absolute reality. An alternate universe in which everything worked out perfect. Their happily ever after following the ballroom dance in Mammon's domain.

    Kaiba backs him into the booth and Tech latches on, crushing their lips together, fingers hooked within the band of Kaiba's too tight leather pants to drag him near. Once pressed close, his fingers dig curiously into Kaiba's bare back, the sensation ghosting across his own back. It allows his mind to go to some dark places awful quick. If he feels what Kaiba feels, then the reverse must be true. And if Tech inflicts pain on himself, pain that will heal, would Kaiba feel that, too?

    So many possibilities...and so little time to try them all. ]
    millenniumeyed: (I'm having a ball;)

    [personal profile] millenniumeyed 2021-08-31 10:12 am (UTC)(link)
    [And that was a loaded answer. Seto has achieved the impossible with it: Pegasus has finally shut up. Just for a moment, but what a reprieve it must be. He stares at Seto for several long seconds, then drops his gaze to the sparse gap between them, swallowing while heat prickles behind his eyes.]

    I see. What a... curious proclivity, Seto.

    [He really would not mind that at all. He really would not mind Seto sinking down onto him and riding away, riding until he's too exhausted to anymore. He would not mind pulling Seto close and while he shudders and pants and comes apart. Except, they've had a potion that seems to connect their ability to feel things, and as he's currently getting hard at the thought of fucking Seto, his cock a hot presence against Seto's thigh, it's fairly obvious why he might have some misgivings about wedging that into such a tight channel.]

    To be frank: that seems like it would be uncomfortable, and then I'd be uncomfortable, and a man can only cope with so much regret. [They're already going to be regretting this later down the line. Having it be a terrible experience on top of that would be the worst.

    Okay, definitely nervous. He wants this to go well.]
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    [personal profile] answerstoboth 2021-08-31 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
    [Most clubs feel like they're a little bit of Hell, to be fair.

    Greg watches her set it down, eyes the glass briefly, then looks back to her.]


    No, I just — had to get out, you know? Figured I should check out the place a little bit more if I'm really stuck here for... eternity, I guess?
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    [personal profile] gravity_fissure 2021-08-31 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    It was never shame, no. At least it was not shame at Caleb, instead just leveled at his own weakness and fear that he wouldn’t be able to say no next time. Shame that he wouldn’t want to.

    He listened as the water was sucked down and turned when he thought it was safe. The towel was secure around Caleb’s waist and here, in this unforgiving lighting, the wounds looked angry, but clean.

    Common room or here. Or-

    “Common room or the bedroom. There is more room to work.”

    They had handled the bedroom in the face of temptation before; Essek was certain they could do it again.
    neutronblast: (♚ amused)

    [personal profile] neutronblast 2021-08-31 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [that gets a chuckle out of him, glancing up as he continues his bloody work.]

    Am I wrong?

    [he knows he isn't. he's just amused by the pushback. even the slightest bit endeared by it.]
    neutronblast: (♚ the world)

    [personal profile] neutronblast 2021-08-31 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
    [kaiba pounces on him almost immediately. tech only gets a few seconds before he asserts himself, catching his wrists and slotting a knee between his legs to spread him wide. and of course he kisses back, though it's more like drowning. like being devoured. his breath catches in his breath, noisy as he parts then dives back in, again and again.

    and of course he feels everything amplified tenfold. everything he does, all that he touches has a rebound effect. it incenses him, to the point where it becomes less about intimacy and more about chasing that heady high. he was a predator, born and bred, and the drug coursing through his system only sharpens that brutal instinct to hunt.

    he's going to eat tech alive. but he suspects that's just what he wants anyway, so no harm, no foul.]
    neutronblast: (♚ sassy)

    [personal profile] neutronblast 2021-08-31 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    [endearing indeed. once again, it works to pegasus' advantage; he may not be able to forget, but he's more than able to forgive in the face of all that earnest vulnerability.]

    But you're already thinking about it, aren't you?

    [he doesn't need a millennium item to see that pegasus was more than just thinking about it. he wanted it. and he suspects while the wine may have encouraged it, he would've wanted it regardless. what a dirty pervert, he thinks. he enjoys fucking older men because he enjoys taking them down a few pegs. pegasus would prove no different.

    he slides a hand between pegasus' legs, stroking his fingers there and sighing at the mutual sensation.]


    Don't worry so much. It's not like I mind. And neither do you, apparently.

    [apparently. he'll just continue to grope him, to fluster him even more.]
    faithfulson: Art by <user name=bixoart site=tumblr.com> (Sith: Like my father before me)

    Reach Up High

    [personal profile] faithfulson 2021-08-31 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    This wasn't Luke's first time doing this either, or even his second. Each time until now, he had refused to hurt the other person there, even if in the end they both ended ip hurting anyway. That felt like it had been the smart thing to do, if only to prove that he wasn't going to bow to the whims of Hell.

    Now, though...

    He couldn't hear his voice anymore, now that the Mares were gone, and he thought he would feel better after a time. But the more time passed, the worse he felt, guilt and shame churning in him as he realized how easy it was for him to do what he did. He was already a mass murderer after the Death Star, after all; what did a little more personal murder matter? It felt amazing to have that kind of power over someone, especially in this place that went out of its way to prove just how powerless he was.

    Luke was already placing his hand on the knife when Elcin spoke up, and he ended up half turning to him, an eyebrow slightly raised.

    "It goes faster and doesn't hurt as much if you just do it," he stated. "Besides, aren't you a doctor?"

    If he was worried about scarring or infection, surely he had a way to deal with that.
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    [personal profile] decaf 2021-08-31 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
    "The scars don't fade." He frowns. "Believe me, I've done everything I could to try and prevent them but unfortunately you're branded all the same."

    He won't forget carving into Velma's skin, won't forget the pain and feeling of his own flesh giving way to his sin. He watches Luke, eyeing him carefully as holds the knife. He wasn't wrong about the fact that it would move faster if they just participate, but he wants to hold firm.

    "It wasn't so terrible last time. The pain subsided eventually and we left with hardly any scarring." There were faint scars that remained from his previous encounter, but nothing like the brand he wears on his neck. "Do you really want to wear your sins?"

    Elcin didn't. His sins were a private matter and he'd rather not have the world see them.
    faithfulson: (Whatever you say...)

    [personal profile] faithfulson 2021-08-31 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    Luke just shrugged nonchalantly, before rolling up the sleeve of his right arm. He had pulled off the synthflesh for his hand long ago, and the glove he wore to cover it did not extend up to where the prosthetic was grafted onto what was left of his arm. Red, angry scaring was clawed around the join, extending up into clawing, white, tree-like branches that disappeared into his rolled up sleeve.

    "I already did before I came here."
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    [personal profile] cleptes 2021-08-31 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    That makes sense. [When she arrived, Bela had spent some time looking around the hotel, making notes on anything of interest.]

    Although, perhaps you should have started with something a little more tame, shall we say?

    [It's said with humour, trying to lighten the mood.]

    My name is Bela by the way. What's yours?
    millenniumeyed: (For cars she couldn't care less;)

    [personal profile] millenniumeyed 2021-08-31 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Of course he's thinking about it. Hard not to think about someone telling you they'd like to ride you, and even harder when they're as attractive as one Seto Kaiba.]

    You brought it up.

    [His eye tracks Seto's hand as it slips between his legs, his long fingers gliding over the growing evidence of Pegasus' arousal, and the contact prompts him to gasp and curl his hands and press into Seto's palm. It's been a long time since he's been intimate with someone. He's far too reactive. Going to have to try to exert some control over that.

    He swallows, licks and lips, and speaks with as much composure as he can:]


    It's minding partway into it that's the concern. [It's not like they have anything to ease the way here. Just water, which can't possibly be enough, and he's pretty sure Seto likes being able to walk.

    He moves to snatch up Seto's hand, aiming to turn Seto and pin his chest to the door. That'll make this easier to navigate.]
    Well, why don't I try a few other things first and we'll see if you still have the stamina to continue once I'm done?

    [After the dancing, he definitely has less stamina in reserve than Seto, and the associated pleasure of whatever he does to Seto will further chip at that, but it won't linger in him in the way it will Seto. He'll manage.]
    neutronblast: (♚ wide open)

    [personal profile] neutronblast 2021-08-31 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [sternly:]

    I don't do anything halfway.

    [products or people, it doesn't matter. once seto kaiba commits, he's in it to win it. pegasus doesn't merit any sort of special exception.

    seto was strong enough to resist, even weighed down by aphro and arousal, but he elects not to do so. he notes that pegasus was almost oddly aggressive in spite of his anxiety, though maybe it's not too surprising. pegasus was a powerful personality. obnoxious, to be sure, but it's not like he was one to surrender either. he's one nasty, nasty bastard.

    but he can appreciate that. he can appreciate a lot about pegasus, apparently.]


    And you can try.

    [he hoods his eyes as they flicker over his shoulder, bracing against the door and spreading his legs to better accommodate him.]

    As long as it's with you, it doesn't matter. So give me everything you've got.
    chillestrogue: (feeling a bit exposed ok)

    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-08-31 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    He exhales, seeing the small list, knowing he really does not want to hurt this kid. Len looks back at Shion with a serious, steady look.

    "Sure. Whatever you want - actually, do pride."

    He doesn't say why, but it's easier with a knife to do sharp lines than curved.

    "Where do you want yours?"
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    [personal profile] chillestrogue 2021-08-31 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    He huffs a laugh, shoulders shaking before he buttons that reaction down. "Of course not."

    Len's fingers dig into his knees, clutching them hard so that the urge to get up, run, punch his assailant don't happen. That's the worst part, he knows; sitting here and letting it happen.

    "How's it looking back there?"
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    [personal profile] meekandthebold 2021-08-31 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ It's just Negan being Negan, talking just to hear the sound of his own voice, but when he mentions Hell is for Children, Carol tenses under his arm. ]

    Fuck you, Negan.

    [ Murmured under her breath, just loud enough to guarantee that he'll hear it and no one else will. But her smile never falters, and she laughs brightly, carefully setting down the mic. ]

    Oh, no. I'm not singing.

    [ And in fact a part of her almost considers just walking away, leaving him there to wallow in misery and make a spectacle of himself if that's what he wants. But no. She's in it now, and she wraps her own arm around his waist to steady him as she starts guiding him carefully to the edge of the stage. ]

    C'mon. We're walking. Watch the steps.