[ No lie, and no denial of his lack of safety. So, there are seeds there. Good.
To the latter, he shrugs. ]
Then I will respect your decision.
[ He doesn't rise to the bait. Maybe it's true. Maybe it doesn't matter he puts these rules in place. If he hadn't thought the alternative to his purchase was even more dangerous, he wouldn't have done this to Sylvain, not without consent, but alas, things were what they were, and he had.
And he had deeply enjoyed coupling with the other man. When he was ready.
So he hums idly as they walk the rest of the day down the avenue, letting Sylvain just feel the energy of the port town. It's clear where they're going, a big three-story with streamers and a crowd outside. Basch calls a few things, and they're easily allowed to pass to the door. A name, a guest list, a nod, and then they're whisked inside, past an entry to a ballroom.
Where things are even more erotic. Those on leashes are dressed more daringly than Sylvain, and those who aren't throng others, some already, well, balls deep in in the night's activities. Basch leads them to a plush set of cushions against a wall, settling in and nodding at a waiter who offers a drink. ]
Since you've denied my leash, do you wish to sit on my lap? Or will you try your luck wandering?
[ He expects neither, and there's a small smile fighting his flat delivery. ]
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Date: 2024-10-02 03:07 am (UTC)To the latter, he shrugs. ]
Then I will respect your decision.
[ He doesn't rise to the bait. Maybe it's true. Maybe it doesn't matter he puts these rules in place. If he hadn't thought the alternative to his purchase was even more dangerous, he wouldn't have done this to Sylvain, not without consent, but alas, things were what they were, and he had.
And he had deeply enjoyed coupling with the other man. When he was ready.
So he hums idly as they walk the rest of the day down the avenue, letting Sylvain just feel the energy of the port town. It's clear where they're going, a big three-story with streamers and a crowd outside. Basch calls a few things, and they're easily allowed to pass to the door. A name, a guest list, a nod, and then they're whisked inside, past an entry to a ballroom.
Where things are even more erotic. Those on leashes are dressed more daringly than Sylvain, and those who aren't throng others, some already, well, balls deep in in the night's activities. Basch leads them to a plush set of cushions against a wall, settling in and nodding at a waiter who offers a drink. ]
Since you've denied my leash, do you wish to sit on my lap? Or will you try your luck wandering?
[ He expects neither, and there's a small smile fighting his flat delivery. ]