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[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[is sitting on a countertop in the bathroom adjoining the room he's been staying in, holding a wet cloth to the side of his neck and scowling at one of the mirrors. he's got some bandages in a little pile beside him but hasn't touched them just yet]

Figures I'd run into some fuckjob inside a few days. Kick his ass next time.

[is more or less grumbling to himself; he didn't exactly appreciate being bitten by a certain someone. several moments pass after he falls silent and he moves the cloth away just enough to inspect before pressing it to his throat again]

Hey Sora, could I get your help with something?

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[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

It must be at least a little good, if people come back for more.

[draws him inside, but just hugs him]

Tell me what to do?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I usually do what they want, so...

[sighs, figuring obviously he can't ask where Sora wants to do this]

Start off with getting on the bed?

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

But...but you know what they do to you, so.

[and it hurts to say, but he does, heading for the bed and flopping onto it, resting on the pillows]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[crosses the room and gets on the bed himself, just sitting there for a moment or two]

...Depends on whether someone wants to dominate or be dominated.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[frown]

I thought you'd do it to me first, and then we'd do it the other way?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Just saying. At work people normally don't...trade off.

[moves to lean over Sora, wondering again why he'd do this for him before catching his wrists, pinning them over his head]

Varies, how you go about it.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

[lets him, staring up with wide eyes]

What do you do then?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

It depends on the person. Some have preferences, some don't, and I usually have things to work with.

[grips Sora's wrists a little tighter, just for a moment]

Handcuffs, for example.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[yeah, that's a bright red blush]

Oh.

Just. Do what you can?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I plan on it.

[nips at Sora's jaw while keeping a hold on his wrists]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[tries to kiss him, smiling a bit, not taking this seriously]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Really don't think you understand.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...So make me?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Trying to.

[sighs and bites the side of Sora's neck, pressing down against him]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[s-snickers at the bite; Roxas' hair is tickling him]

H-hah, stop tickling!

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[just...flops on Sora. this really is hard]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...Pretend I was that other person.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[gives Sora a flat look]

You might just giggle at being called a bitch.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...

[s-snickers, trying to muffle it]

I'm not a dog or a teenage girl.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

...That's exactly what I'm talking about.

[flooop]

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[aww, cuddles him]

Just try it, please?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[groans]

Not even a kink, doesn't make sense.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...huh?

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

These things seem funny or ridiculous to you, right?

The other night I didn't bother with them.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

...No, since you do them.

...Don't worry so much. I'm gonna like it no matter what, so just...stop worrying.