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TEST DRIVE MEME #4


ARRIVAL

You remember a dream.

Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.

It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.

"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."

The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.

And so you do.


Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.

After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, they'll have a massive headache at first.

They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. They may be pushy, they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.



Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, self-serve if you want to get away from your demonic hosts for a bit. Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit.

Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.

STAND YOUR GROUND

Prompt I

It seems like not long after everyone has either returned from the maze or arrived fresh to hell that the storms started yet again. A bit more sporadically and not the constant downpour of the previous month, but it's still blood and fire raining from the skies, along with claps of thunder and lightning strikes that seem far too close for comfort. Fortunately, there's not as much flooding this time. Unfortunately, a particularly loud clap of thunder and lightning that strikes close to the hotel seems to leave it and surrounding establishments in the dark. Quickly, the hotel becomes a cold place, urging all guests to to move to the lobby for some warmth.

A roaring fire will be going and there will be hot drinks and snacks kindly provided by the staff while they try to work on correcting the problem.

Eventually, some rather panicked goblin-like demons come rushing up from the basement. They're half-singed and dirty looking from their adventure, so it doesn't seem to bode well for the power returning any time soon. Guests who listen closely will hear the demons apologizing profusely for 'letting them escape' and much more worrisome than that, about how it looks like there might have been some tampering going on down there. The staff is quick to tell the demons to hush and go, not to worry the guests or let word get back to Lucifer.

Once that whole scene is squared away, the staff will be urging guests to volunteer and pushing them into a drafty, creepy basement with nothing but candles and flashlights to lead the way.

It's okay, they reassure, it's not that bad down there! The lights provided all seem to flicker dangerously though, almost completely going out at times, as you descend creaky stairs to a lower level. Apparently the demons are tired of risking their hide to get the power back on, but they're quite happy to risk all the guests'.

The basement is slightly flooded in some areas, bloody rain making its way through cracks in the foundation. It reeks of dampness and mold. There are things that skitter in the corner of your eye as you venture in further. Rats, bugs, and a few smaller beasts.

No one will be given more to go on than they're looking for a breaker box to reset, and hopefully, that'll get everything back up and running again. Unfortunately, there are so many twists and turns that it gets confusing after a while... How come the basement looks much bigger than it has any right to be anyway?

The basement is also jam packed with boxes just begging to be gone through. Most of them just seem to house an odd amount of clothing and what may be personal items left from previous guests, others hold decidedly more satanic and occult items. But if there's anything you're looking for in particular, from jewelry to a coat to a rad new walkman, you'll probably find it down here.

Keep going and you'll come across a room with a heavy steel door. If anyone should venture inside, they'll see a dungeon inside. There are demons chained to the walls in various ways, strung from the ceiling, or caged up that seem to be wasting away and forgotten. If they notice you, they'll try to plead with you to let them out, bribing you with information on Lucifer that no one else knows, but it's probably for the best you don't. There seem to be a few free spaces waiting for new additions after all... and besides, they've got to be locked down there for a reason, right?

Let them go against all better judgement and they'll most likely just rattle something off while they take off running as quick as they can.

Listen closely enough and you might hear tortured screams as they're presumably killed upon reaching the main floor of the lobby. It was probably inevitably, so don't blame yourself.

Anyway, moving on you keep going past the dungeon, and you'll finally find the room with the furnace and breakers to reset. It shouldn't take long to flip them back, but they'll continue to trip on and off for a while and may require multiple groups to make a return trek down to reset them until the demons finally correct the issues with the wiring that is causing these outages.

Speaking of issues with the wiring and what may have caused them... Hang around the bar or lobby enough, or around any area of the community, and you may hear muttering of something called The Veiled Order from beyond the gates. Some of the demons seem excited, others seem nervous. If asked, the demons may brush guests off. If drunk enough or given proper incentive, they may tell a story about a group of rebellious demons that Lucifer tried to cast out. They were damned to live in the burnt forests outside the gates, but sometimes, they still cause trouble.

Apparently, they thought they could be better rulers than Lucifer and were quite discontent with how he maintains Hell.

Some may say they're worried the Order is causing mischief by messing with the hotel, having had ample opportunity to sneak back within the gates. Others will laugh heartily and insist that it's a dumb tale to scare young demons, nothing more. Certainly nothing to worry about.

Another thing guests may overhear or bribe out of demons around the bar or club is talk about the call of infernal nightmares. If pressed for more info, the demons won't give much beyond the fact that it's a miserable thing, entirely miserable.

Prompt II

Apparently what the goblin-like demons accidentally set free are strange demons that possess fungi, dust, and dirt. They don't seem to quite be from this world, but they're called Coal Tars apparently. They're harmless creatures for the most part, but they do have a love of following around people with dark or sinister natures.

The staff will be offering a reward of a gourmet dinner of the guest's choice if anyone around the hotel will help to capture these little pests and bring them to the front desk. Afterwards, they'll be returned to the basement and locked away again.

Otherwise, people are free to ignore them or laugh at the people who can't seem to shake the little creatures following them around.

Careful though, breathing them in can make your lungs rot. Nasty way to go probably.

REACH UP HIGH

Prompt I
Warnings: cutting, blood, torture.

Whether you've been here for months or you're freshly arrived, your demonic overlord expects some participation. 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 soon enough 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.

"Know that honesty is a good place to start on your road to redemption. Sure, it can be terrifying at first, but that's why you've been given a partner in this journey. Pick up your knives and carve at least one sin into each other's flesh. Help in the journey to be candid with everyone you should meet here!"

The voice echoes all around you again, just like in the nightmare, and once again there's the pull to give in. This voice really does seem like it has your best interests at heart.

"If you need a bit of encouragement, we'll be giving it shortly."

It isn't a lie or 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.

Prompt II

"A generous nature is an important part of being a righteous person. Greed is a sin my Father frowns on quite a bit. What I ask you to do today is to go out and find a gift for that special someone or friend of yours and give them something to smile over."

With the items available in the basement and the shop in the hotel carrying a few new items, Lucifer would like to spread the good will of gift giving. It doesn't matter if you're not well acquainted with each other yet. You don't need to be! Anyone can spread cheer by giving a gift.

And if you don't, expect to be in excruciating pain for a few hours, and struggling for a breath. If you can't share a gift, then you don't deserve to share all that oxygen, do you?


FOLLOW ME DOWN

Prompt I
Warnings: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con.

With all the sinners, new and old, the bar will be lit up with activity and absolutely bustling with guests and demons alike. Food and drinks will be readily available and provided by hotel staff (although they might not always know what humans eat. What do you mean, you don't like fried kitten?), music will be blaring, 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 will be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.

You may not get much of a chance to have that in hell after all. So one drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that.

There will also be every sort of party drug available that might tickle your fancy. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in hell and the staff is handing it out and so helpfully showing you how to use it, or recommending a type that would suit what you want.

You've presumably done your atonement for the day, yes? So cut back a bit, let loose. Hell might be pain and torment, but it's also a nonstop party in the bar.

There's even a brand new stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave!

Ask the staff demons very nicely and you may even get less scrupulous drugs as well. Things that will convince your fellow damned souls to tell only the truth for a fun prank, or perhaps even potions that will make someone so enamored with you, they won't take their eyes, or hands, off you. How dare they give you the cold shoulder earlier, right? You've got them now.

There are also 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, if you're in a gambling mood. 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, right?



Prompt II
Warnings: sex, aphrodisiacs, potential dubcon/noncon, potential kinks.

The club within Penance has always offered many options for debauchery, but now it seems they're stepping things up a bit. There are themed rooms for sex machines (the same that were present at the carnival) that can be controlled by a demon or a partner. If asked, they'll gladly set you up on stage to put on a performance for the entire club.

They won't side eye you for any other kink you ask for either, however depraved it is.

But the succubi are handing out potions again, that can be taken willingly or not. The purpose of them is to strip away all of your inhibitions... or in certain cases, your mind as well as your will. It will leave those who take the potion as a perfect little pet or slave for someone.

It doesn't matter if you're generally strong-willed or not interested in submitting. You'll find yourself wanting to please someone until it's the most important thing on your mind. Maybe until it's the only thing on your mind. It doesn't even matter if you generally hate or adore the person you've attached yourself to, you'll find yourself sinking down on your knees anyway.

This is the perfect time to play out all those daddy kinks, domination and submission scenes, or perhaps a bit of pet play. It doesn't matter what theme of the game you choose, you're suddenly all for it no matter what.

Because you just want to make someone happy, even if what makes them happy is hurting you as much as pampering.

MISC.
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onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (stoic)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-07-30 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Honestly," Frank said, and sort of laughed, this almost nervous energy beading through him, "mine too."

Their last encounter, at said stuffy party, hadn't gone anywhere specifically. In part because Frank knew he was occasionally pretty tight laced. In part because he'd stuck his foot in his mouth and behaved poorly and just generally made a mess of whatever flirtation they had going on. He wasn't graceful with people. Also, sometimes he was just an idiot.

But he smiled a little bit. He glanced over Billy slightly, and sipped his scotch. "Not yet, but. It's early."
noassgardian: (w | looking down and smiling)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-07-30 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
He tips his beer back before he huffs out a laugh. "It is, yeah. Who knows what'll turn up yet."

Considering he kinda struck out hard at the gala, he's not going to look any deeper into that look over or anything, but there isn't a reason they can't have a drink or two together, right? Maybe one day, he can learn to not be awkward, between accidental texts and sticking his foot in his mouth.

"In the meantime, you want another drink or anything? I'd say we could have a look around, but that runs a pretty high risk of stumbling into someone's weird fantasy being played out around here."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (smile)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-01 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I could go for another drink, yeah," Frank said, nodding. He was mostly done with his scotch and had a feeling that he needed a little more liquid courage to get him through the night.

He chuckled a little, thankful for the relatively low light that hit a bit of embarrassment written across his face in a blush. He cleared his throat a little bit, and shrugged. "The last time I was here, I sort of...was. So I can't really shame anyone."

Frank ghosted a hand across the small of Billy's back. "Is the beer any good? Better than the bar at least?"
noassgardian: (b | sweet smile)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-01 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Was it the drinks they were passing out last time? They might have got the better of me too."

The touch has him looking back at Frank, giving a short smile. "Definitely better than the bar. Want to wait here? I can go grab us a couple fresh drinks... or you can go find us a seat. There are some couches around."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (stoic)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-01 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. I, uh. Sort of slipped out of it."

That was a nice way to put it. Of course Billy knew that Frank and Prokopenko were doing whatever they were doing--there was no hiding anything in that suite--but it was the first sort of confession that verged on the start of all that.

Rather than continuing, he nodded, and let Billy slip away so that he could get them drinks and Frank could find somewhere to sit that wasn't being dominated by some misbehavior or another. He still had his scotch to finish, after all, so he sat and sipped and ignored when a young, handsome woman came by and merely left a suspicious drink off her tray on the table in front of him.
noassgardian: (b | a bit confused)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-02 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, no. He won't tease Frank for-- whatever's going on with him and Prokopenko. Not his place, and it isn't like he isn't slipping into John's room often enough, so he can't judge the age thing anyway.

Plus, Hell. Comparatively speaking, consensual sex is probably the least worse thing they could be doing.

While he's gone, he grabs them a couple more beers before he finds where Frank's settled in. "Hey--"He pauses, eyeing the concoction curiously.

"Got you a beer, but it looks like someone might've just beat me to the punch."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (stoic)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-03 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure I'll stick with the beer, for right now."

Frank caught that glance, the vague question in it. He hadn't touched the thing, just stared at it and then ignored the slightly irrational desire to taste even a sip of it. Now, Billy was back with drinks, Frank wasn't sure if he should toss the concoction somewhere or if they should each try a bit and see what happened or what.

"Given how the evening seems to be going around here, how they seem to go? I don't know if I need some undisclosed incentive."
noassgardian: (w | sidelook over shoulder)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-03 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Billy can't deny he's a bit curious what the drink does, but-- suggesting one of them test it together feels like a way to make things a bit awkward again.

So he settles in with his beer next to Frank and lets out a snort. "No, I guess not. Is that the kind of night you're hoping for, Frank? Because there seem to be a lot of people looking your way."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (stoic)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-03 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Now that they were both just sitting there by each other, knees almost touching, staring at the thing, it seemed like one of them ought to drink it. Frank wasn't opposed, per se. At least he knew Billy a little, now. Well, things could only go up from the mess he'd made at the gala, right?

"Are you?" he asked casually, sipping his beer, looking out over the crowd. "Looking?"
noassgardian: (b | a bit confused)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, now if Frank is going to ask stuff like that -- he really can't expect Billy to keep things vaguely respectful. He smiles against his own beer and shrugs his shoulders.

"Oh, I might have my eye on someone, sure." He shifts a little bit, until he can nudge his knee against Frank's playfully.

"You've been around, I'm assuming... any tips for figuring out if he's interested or not?"
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (smile)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-04 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Been around," he says, sort of speculatively. He hadn't had anyone suppose he'd been around in years, and it was always a little strange to hear it. He didn't argue the point though, just sipped his beer and continued to silently consider that potion in front of them.

"Well. Does he seem to like spending time with you? Keeps finding reasons to hang out?"
noassgardian: (w | you don't say)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"What, am I wrong?" He can't imagine no one being interested in, in Hell or back on earth or-- wherever he's from.

"We do seem to keep winding up in each other's company, so I think so." He leans forward, resting an elbow on the table as he looks down at the drink between them.
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (smile)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-04 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
They did, and it was hardly time wasted. He felt bad for how things had gone at the gala, but maybe this was a way of making up for it. Especially as Billy leaned forward, and Frank just let his gaze trail appreciatively over him. He looked nothing like his Billy, but there was something sweet, that reminded him of being young and stupid, that came from hanging around him.

Frank was quiet for a second and then rather pathetically admitted, "I have fucked three people in my whole life."
noassgardian: (w | you don't say)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh--" Somehow, he hadn't expected that actually. Which probably-- says something about him, at least lately. But there's no judgement in his expression at Frank's admission.

"Do you want to make it a nice, even four?" A pause. "Or are you-- more into commitment or whatever? It's fine, if you are. I get it."

He gives an awkward shrug of his shoulders. "Before a lot of crazy happened, I was engaged to my high school boyfriend. Then I realized maybe commitment isn't really for me."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (smile)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-04 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
It was a clumsy sort of attempt, but Frank appreciated that because everything about him and these more sexual things was clumsy. He offered Billy a bit of a smile, knee nudging up against his.

"I'm not opposed to an even fourth," Frank said. He was more into commitment--but what was commitment in this place, where Maria Castle and Billy Russo weren't? He'd spent the better part of a decade tied to the loves of his life. Now commitment looked more like taking care of the people he was slowly collecting.

His hand slid over to Billy's knee.
noassgardian: (b | sweet smile)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
This is clumsy and awkward, but-- Billy is used to that. He can work with that. His hand slides down over Frank's after a moment and he takes the opportunity to slide in closer, lean in to press a kiss to the corner of his lips.

"Then you want to make this a little more private, grab a room somewhere?"
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (smile)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-04 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
It was chaste, and now it was Frank's turn to think he might have stepped wrong. But Billy spoke, and Frank hummed a little. He shifted his thumb so he could stroke gently over what he could reach of Billy's fingers. It was a small gesture, but meaningful.

"I thought the point of coming to a sex club was the lack of privacy?" It was more bold than he was used to being. Maybe he didn't want to fool around on a couch where anyone could park their ass and watch. But that's why they were both there, wasn't it? Trying to catch someone's eye and be a little uninhibited.

He glanced at the concoction waiting for them on the table again and, feeling like it might help, picked it up. A little toasting gesture, and then he took a sip off it. But just a sip.
noassgardian: (b | sweet smile)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well--" He's about to say he might have a point, but then Frank's grabbing at the drink and taking a sip of it. This could go well, or not depending on what's in that concoction.

"That's one way of getting into the spirit, I guess. Feeling anything yet?" Frank's not blacking out on him or anything, so it's hopefully not that bad. He tugs at his hand lightly.

"Come on, let's go find a dark corner... I can think of a thing or two I'd like to do with you."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (sexy)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-04 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing weird, at least." There was the preexisting sort of protectiveness that Frank had for all the younger folks that he'd come across in Hell, the fatherly instinct that he had with Prokopenko and Ronan and Billy. It was just--well, that underlying thing that Ronan and Prokopenko had already managed to spark, that Billy had sparked in that first text exchange, that was brighter now. More radiant.

He let himself be tugged. At least this time he wasn't waking up in the middle of the act. He moved of his own volition, though they barely managed a few steps before he grazed a hand across the small of Billy's back, the swell of his ass.

He leaned in, mouth against his ear. "You look good in these jeans."
noassgardian: (b | sweet smile)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-04 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
He leads them somewhere out of the way, a spark of excitement going through him as a hand moves over him. He smiles at the compliment. "You look good too... but I know for a fact that you look even better out of pants."

Okay, cheesy line, but the smile Billy gives is brighter, playful. Turning once they're somewhere that looks private enough, he hooks his fingers in the other's waistband to tug him in close, looking up at him. "Come here and kiss me."
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (sexy)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-05 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
"At least in bits and pieces," Frank teased as they got into close quarters. This was a game he'd played, when he was a little younger than Billy--before the military, before Maria. Tucking into quiet corners for a bit of necking.

It was easy to follow the soft command. It had been easy to follow commands for years, but this was less like a training and more like a compulsion. He swayed in and bent down the slight way to give Billy a kiss.
noassgardian: (pic#13099863)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-05 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah... hopefully that can be fixed soon." He brings his hands up to rest at the back of Frank's neck, thumb idly brushing along the skin there as he leans up to press that kiss a bit deeper.

There's no rush otherwise though. He just focuses on the way their lips meet, the taste of scotch still on his tongue. Sometimes a slow make out session is nice.
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (sexy)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-05 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
It was easy to fall into, to press Billy gently into the wall behind them and simply kiss him. And if that was all it was, well, that would be just fine too. But he burned a little, and his hands roamed, finding the edge of Billy's shirt and creeping underneath. He was fit and lean, and for a moment, all Frank could think of was being nineteen and stupid in whatever barrack back corner he could find.
noassgardian: (b | id someone say game of thrones)

[personal profile] noassgardian 2019-08-05 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
There's definitely a pleased noise that gets muffled into the kiss when fingertips start edging under his shirt and he lets his hands trail down over Frank's chest in response. He wants to touch, explore where he can.

He keeps moving until he can get his hands shamelessly on Frank's ass and drag him in closer.
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (kiss)

[personal profile] onebatch_twobatch 2019-08-05 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
A smile curls his mouth at that bold touch. He hasn't any other way to be but rather chuffed to be grabbed at like that. His own hands were equally bold, sliding up Billy's torso. His thumbs worked gently over the firm nub of nipples, seeing if he could coax a noise out of him, a bit of filthy reaction.

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