Forced Withdrawals [Nox's Building]

[Hayden]

Round two had been more vigorous -- more exploratory and less like one of his usual forays into experimentation. He wasn't against giving up control, but he did realize maybe he did have a few preferences of his own that his partners tend to saw -- Not that Tatyana did anything wrong, he was here to serve and that was his biggest kink -- getting the other one off long before he finishes himself. It had been an interesting experience and she seemed to thrive on the unknown and the dangerous.

His heart was racing and his body tingling in all the right places as she collapsed next to him. He echoed her sentiment with a chuckle. "Fuck is right." She didn't seem to want to talk, but he had a few questions and now was the best time. The darkness was only slightly less dark as their eyes had adjusted to the pitch blackness of Nox's room -- even the computer was lightless and it always had a dim glow about it as it worked -- Sage's work at hand probably conserving power without shutting anything down.

Hayden drew his fingers across her body and up towards her collar bone, he traced where his fingers had been when he squeezed. "Dangerous play seems to thrill you. Not bad, and not dangerous if you and your partner know what you are doing. But it's the perceived danger. The I can't move, or I can't breathe that thrill some folks and for others it's sign of past trauma. It's perfectly normal to just get off on it. I'm not saying you are one or the other, just something to think about. But since, this is likely to happen again. I'm happy to supply you whatever form of physicality you'd like, but other than what we just did, I'd not like to be on the receiving end." He was going to be honest. He wasn't too thrilled about being 'bottom'. Never really occurred to him before. Not that he had a problem being a bottom, but the submissive nature wasn't him.

[Marta]

Marta began to help Sterling, Emma, and Sophia. She still couldn’t believe it. She felt pretty. It was a nice feeling. She couldn’t remember a time where she had felt this confident. A tap on the shoulder got her to turn around and she saw Jackson there.

Her sense of smell really was an unfair advantage. Jackson smelled nervous, but not unhappy. It hadn’t been Marta’s intention to grab his attention like this, but she liked that it had. And maybe deep down she had wanted it. She had just dressed up because she felt pretty and wanted to feel that way. She liked feeling pretty and confident. Marta had a feeling of why Jackson wanted to talk to her privately. There was something scary about it, but moreso exciting.

”Sure,” she told him before giving him a bright smile and turning to Sterling. ”I’ll be back.”

Marta followed Jackson and when they stopped she asked. ”What’s up?” she was feeling a little nervous, but also a little excited. She couldn’t remember feeling her heart pounding in her chest. She had an idea of what she thought Jackson was going to do, but wasn’t 100% sure.

[Tatyana]

Tatyana lay next to him, her breathing beginning to come under control. Hayden began to talk and she used the time to listen and continue to get her breathing under control. Her eyes were beginning to adjust to the dimness of the room and she could see the vague shape of Hayden next to her. She snuggled up against him and put her arm across his chest as he finished speaking.

She opened her mouth to apologize for taking control, but stopped as she realized it wasn’t needed. Hayden wasn’t admonishing her for what she had done, but he was telling her a limit. ”I understand,” she said her voice even. ”Thank you for letting me explore a bit. I have to admit I’ve never orgasmed like that - the past two times that is. I like I’m more into the submissive side, so it shouldn’t be an issue going forward. Not that I didn’t thoroughly enjoy what just happened. ” it had been exhilarating. She took a breath before continuing. ”Its not just the thrill of danger. There’s more to it than that,” she hesitated, trying to find the right words, hoping he didn’t judge her for what she was about to admit. ”Its the thought of not being in control at all - that I’m at the complete whims of my partner. That they decide what happens and when - including when I finish. I got excited when you told me to fuck you - - but it was because you didn’t ask - you commanded. And the more I kept myself from climax the more excited I got for it to happen. It’s like…I’m into power dynamics too. Maybe that’s weird - I don’t know - but it’s what excites me.” she enjoyed their time together and hoped this wasn’t a deal breaker. She didn’t think it would be, but it worried her nonetheless. ”I think - if we continue, we’ll have to set limits, even though I don’t know what they are - and a safe word should probably be established too.” she understood the nature of consent, but understood those lines could be easily blurred with her particular kinks. A safe word would be necessary for that.