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@JINDRICHZESKALICE
20ish / m / bisexual / 6♤

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Height 6'0" Body Type muscular Smokes no Drinks yes Drugs ?? Sign ?? Education decent Occupation blacksmith, page Income ?? Children no Pets Pebbles (horse), Mutt (dog) Hobbies alchemy, blacksmithing, playing dice, drinking

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01. WINE OR BEER

either

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

what is this

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

bath

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

what is a ninja

.05 TITS OR ASS

both

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

what is this

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

summer

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

leather

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

either

Personality Type
ENFJ-A - The Protagonist

ENERGY79%
extroverted
MIND54%
intuitive
NATURE58%
feeling
TACTICS76%
judging
IDENTITY54%
assertive

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sure.
i told you i want you to use me, right?

4:07.
couldn't sleep, i'm getting sick of sleeping in the mating season pods.
figured this was more productive.

oh
yeah

i didnt really know what you meant by that? i mean i did, but...
why are you sleeping in the mating season pods?

i mean i want you to treat me rough
like i'm just there for you to get off with.
not all the time, but i think it'd be fun to play with.
if you need ideas i can send you a couple.

my room's part of the dungeon right now.
not everyone's locks are working down there.
and i can't sleep if i have to worry about security.

oh
well if it's not all the time...
you might need to send me ideas.

oh that's right. well, you can stay in mine if you want to.

we can try that.
no promises i'll actually get any sleep.

[Either because he can't sleep around other people, or because he gets too horny around Henry to focus. But Henry is the safest person at the resort, of if he's going to be able to sleep around anyone it'll be him.]

i like you being sweet with me, too.
but there's something nice about getting put in my place by someone that doesnt really think i'm dumb, yknow?
like we're playing pretend.
anyway, here:

[And then Dodger sends a wall of text:]

ideas for when you're in charge:
- call me a slut, whore, dog, bitch, whatever else you think of
- "dumb slut" for bonus points, maybe "good little slut" if i'm behaving
- i like "good puppy" too
- and "good boy"
- choke me or fuck my throat until i can't breathe
- grab my hair like you're trying to hurt me
- bite me hard enough to make me bleed
- give me bruises, any way you want.
- someone put a dog collar on me once, i'd like to try that again
- could be hot to pull on my leash while you're fucking me
- i like talking back and disobeying, and i WANT you to punish me for it.
- there's harder shit like playing with knives but we can save that.

some safety shit:
- if one of us says 'songbird', we stop and do something softer for a bit.
- if you get worried, ask for a color. green = keep going, yellow = slow down but don't stop, red = stop
- i can show you hand signals for them too, in case my mouth's busy.
- you can't actually hurt me, so don't worry about that.
- i think you're supposed to cuddle after shit like this?? we don't have to. but i'm not gonna say no either.

ok. fair enough.

[ he manages to send that in one text and then... ]

[ and then his eyes glaze over with sooo many tiny letters he takes a moment to blink that through and fumbles the watch until it switches him to voice. That's just easier. ]

Jesus Christ, Dodger.

[ he's not actually sure he's capable of some of these things, even pretending. Especially since he does care about Dodger.

Which is not to say that he can't very easily be provoked sometimes, because he can. He also isn't sure if he's impressed or mildly frightened that Dodger thought all of this out. ]

I'd really have to be in a specific mood for some of that, you know. And I am definitely not going to stab you. Eh, probably? Unless you deserve it.

Not stabbing, just... cuts. I can show you how to do it, if we get around to that.

[Dodger sounds like he hasn't spoken in a few hours, and like he's exhausted. But he is, still, very happy to hear Henry's voice.]

I'm sure I could piss you off enough to get the full suite. But they're just, y'know, suggestions. We can try shit, see what you like and what you don't.

[He would love to make it sound like he's just spitballing, but he is a little disappointed that Henry isn't jumping at the opportunity. Dodger's been thinking about this a lot, and he considers these to be the much safer fantasies. Safer than... well, asking Henry on a date, or actually addressing how strongly he feels about him. At least he can argue this is still just 'fucking around'.]

I don't— Right, if we get around to it.

[ Henry obviously has no qualms about cutting a man, but in this context he seems to struggle with it. ]

Mm, yeah. I should be able to manage most of that.

[ He'll just have to channel some of the Pack or think about things that make him angry. He does appreciate the safety measures though. Safety is important!! Even if you are constantly doing things without regards to safety at all. ] I've never — is this ... a common thing to do in bed?

Uh... yeah. I think so? Most people I sleep with are into it, at least. And it's how I got started.

[Though, maybe it should be a red flag that Dodger only recently started learning about safety measures. He isn't about to admit to that on his own.]

I wanted to wait on it until you were more... comfortable. But I think you'll like it, if you give it a shot.

Huh.

[ He thinks it sounds like Dodger just needs to find people who cherish him more??? But he also thinks that maybe he isn't approaching this the way Dodger wants him to so he doesn't want to disappoint him further.

His sleepy, medieval little brain is just having trouble processing at the moment. ]

Well, if you're into that, I'll do my best.

[Henry would be correct. Dodger is suffering from a critical lack of support, even here.]

Doesn't have to be today. Just... sometime.

[A yawn sneaks up on him. Fuck.]

Can I come over? I should probably take you up on staying in your room for a bit.

[He's still absolutely going to push for sex. But he also needs to sleep and the idea of curling up with Henry is very tempting.]

Yeah, of course.

[ at some point, the mood will hit better than others!!

but yeah he much prefers talking face to face anyway, so he's quick to respond: ]

Please do. Show yourself in.

Give me... twenty minutes.

[Dodger is a little late, it takes him closer to thirty minutes to actually show up. He appears in a flash of flames just inside the door, and greets Henry by saluting with a hand that is also holding a bottle of whiskey.

By the smell of him, he's already been drinking, even if this specific bottle is unopened - but Dodger always has something in his system, so that's hardly surprising.]

Hey. I brought an apology for the teleportation.

[ Henry flops back into bed to wait, folding an arm behind his head as a pillow. He partly thought Dodger would teleport but mostly he didn't, and so he does jump a little when his apartment is just suddenly ... flames.

And there's a "Kurva!" hissed in there. ]

Right, yeah.

[ he sits up fully, looking at the bottle Dodger's brought. ]

Peace offering accepted.

[Dodger lets out a little snort of amusement, and walks over to set the bottle on the nightstand, before kicking his shoes off and sliding onto the bed. His focus is set on giving Henry a proper greeting, straddling his lap and pressing a kiss to his lips.]

You'll get used to it, sooner or later.

[Although he'd be lying if he said he wasn't entertained by startling Henry. It's the little things in life.]

[ Henry grunts a little, but softens right away once Dodger's lips are on his. ]

I figured I would ...

[ But the fact that he's not quite there yet is frustrating!! He's also had time, while waiting for Dodger, to get sleepy all over again, so he is going to blame it on that. ]

Ah well. Doesn't matter right now anyway.

No, it doesn't.

[Dodger tips Henry onto his back, and follows him to press more kisses to his lips. Chaste at first, and slowly deepening as he gets into it. He just wants to indulge a bit, before he breaks off to rest his head against Henry's shoulder.]

Mmm... I wanna fuck you senseless, but I'll probably pass out right afterward.

[Probably not, actually. Dodger has a lot of trouble sleeping just because it's difficult to actually use up all of his energy, and there's still the constant anxiety from having someone near him. But he can dream, because it sure would be nice to actually get some sleep and get to lay in Henry's arms.]

[ Henry moves his arms up to rest against Dodger's hips, lifting his head up slightly to meet the kisses. He laughs softly and sleepily against Dodger's lips. ]

Oh, you do?

[ He never could have guessed! ]

Then I might spend all day in bed.

[Dodger's gaze softens, and he sneaks in one more kiss.]

Sounds like a good plan to me.

[He's trying bravely to pretend that this is just about sex, but he's stoked about the idea of just laying here. And even more so about Henry purposefully making time for him.

After a brief pause, he sits up and works on shrugging his jacket off. For now he leaves it on the bed, within arm's reach.]

I got my hands on something fun a while ago, I've been meaning to show you. How'd you like to be fireproof for a bit?

I don't think anyone else I've ever known would ever say that.

[ Martin and Hans would hate it, his mother would chastise him, etc. He's always got to be up and about. But then, no one's paying attention to that here are they? Maybe one lazy day is fine.

Besides, Dodger's got his attention mentioning something about being fireproof. ]

Actually, there was something I wanted to ask you about that. I might have found something too.

[That earns an amused snort. Sure, Dodger doesn't know many people either who would be pleased with him spending all day in bed, but surely they'd consider it different if he's spending it with a lover instead of bed-rotting.

At that last bit, though, Dodger's eyes light up and he ends up laughing.]

Don't tell me you ran into him, too.

[He reaches into some hidden pocket of his jacket, and pulls out a vial - one of John's Space Mead potions.]

I was thinking of you when I got a few of these.

[ Henry blinks blearily for a couple of seconds but then ends up laughing too, especially once Dodger reveals a vial that Henry has definitely seen before. He felt kind of silly at the time, but knowing they were on the same page is not only amusing, it feels better. ]

I did, yeah.

[ He did get some other potions!! For dungeon diving. But the heat one specifically he immediately thought of Dodger (and then felt a bit guilty for immediately thinking of Dodger). ]

It might work then? They won't last forever of course, but I thought maybe you wouldn't have to be so careful all the time.

Might work. Haven't tried it, but... John's powerful. And I'm sure he knows what he's doing.

[He's still a little unnerved by John, but he's proven to be incredibly safe from what Dodger has seen of him. An odd thing to think, about someone who is able to burn Dodger and who could definitely kill him if he wanted to.

He presses the vial into Henry's hand, and rolls off of him to give himself space to pull his pants off, and then his shirt. Today's boxers seem to be blank... which probably means they've got something raunchy on the back.]

Drink up and strip.

Right. I'll believe that.

[ He and John didn't really get into what he was, other than not human. It's better Henry be brought in slowly to that. He just appreciated his work as an apothecary and that's that.

Grunting a little as he sits and drops his legs over the side of the bed, he pulls off the shirt he'd been wearing and then stands. Normally he wouldn't believe he's doing this at the asscrack of dawn but ... it's Dodger. And Henry has already decided he'll be a little forgiving of his daily routine if it means the man will get some rest (eventually).

So gives a raised brow to the blank boxers, pops open the vial, and downs it before he starts to pull off his own underwear. After a bit of a cough from downing the potion. They never taste quite right. ]

Edited 2025-12-24 18:12 (UTC)

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