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[She flushes herself]

...You sure?

[Trails aimless lines down his back]

You didn't mind having to wait or nothing...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[The flush goes deeper; he buries his face a little, and the reply is a bit muffled:]

...kinda liked that, too.

[unbr8kable]

Oh. Uh. Yeah, me too.

[He can feel her flush, but she only leans in, perhaps taking advantage of how he can't see her expression]

...Wouldn't mind doing more, uh. Stuff like that. Sometime. If you wanted.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[She can probably hear him swallow - feel the soft shiver, at the words]

...I want.

Like - whenever.

[unbr8kable]

You always say that.

[But her voice is warm--a little shy, almost--and she hugs him closer, nuzzling at the nape of his neck]

What kinda things don't you like? There's gotta be something that's off limits.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ain't found nothing I don't wanna do with you, yet.

[He shivers again - nuzzles back, soft, like a cat leaning into a petting hand]

[But it's a genuine question, and he's quiet for a minute or two, thinking it over. Then finally, slowly:]

I guess, like. If we ever try out... handcuffs or whatever. I'd wanna take it slow?

[unbr8kable]

H-handcuffs?

[Her voice goes a little higher than expected,]

A-ah, that's the stuff you like?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I - I mean. I dunno? I never tried it.

[His voice is oddly self-conscious, in a way that does not seem to be entirely embarrassment]

And I ain't really... in a hurry to. You know? It ain't, like. Off limits, exactly, but it ain't really the top of my list.

[He's quiet for another beat or two. Then, quiet:]

...how bout you? There anything you ain't into?

[unbr8kable]

[The fresh tension in her frame drains a little and she rubs her hand up his back]

Yeah, I don't--I aint interested in doing nothing like that, or--having it done. Nothing that'd for real hurt, neither.

[She shifts, pulling away enough to be able to see his expression; hers is a little worried]

...You'll tell me if ever something ain't okay, right?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His eyes flicker back and forth across her face, searching]

...yeah. I'd say.

[Some of the tension has gone out of him, too, at her reply, but his brow is creased, just a little, with concern]

You, too, right?

[unbr8kable]

Yeah...

[She nods, solemn, before lightening to a crooked smile]

I mean. Goes against the whole point, right? If we ain't both enjoying it, there's so many better things we could be doing instead.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah. Yeah, exactly.

[He smiles back, soft - leans in to press a gentle kiss to her cheek]

Us both having a good time's the whole point.

[unbr8kable]

[An emphatic nod even as she blushes a little]

Yeah. So if there's something you don't wanna do, we don't do it. Or if there's something you wanna do instead, we switch. Okay?

Or if there's something you wanna try...that ain't locking nobody up...let's do it.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah. Okay. That's - yeah.

[The blush is contagious; it seems to have reached his cheeks, as well]

I mean... I wouldn't mind doing stuff like that again. Just saying.

[unbr8kable]

[Scratches her nose]

Like. Outfits? Or like...uh.

[Rubs low at his hip, and lower,]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shivers, a little; she can probably hear the way his breath stutters]

...both?

All?

[unbr8kable]

[A contemplative hum]

Accessories too? Or, uh. Toys? Stuff like that?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His cheeks grow even darker]

I mean. Could be fun to try?

What, uh. What about you?

[unbr8kable]

[Shifts her weight]

What about me what?

[crossmyheartandhope]

You think you'd be into that kinda thing?

[unbr8kable]

Which one?

[A pause and she shifts again]

... I don't think I'd wanna get hit. But, uh. Dressing up or going places or using, uh. Things... That's fair game. ...Talking, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shifts a little, himself]

What do you mean, like... going places?

And, like. Talking how?

[Using things he can probably figure out,]

[unbr8kable]

I mean. Ain't like we're in the dorm in a bed or nothing right now...

[Warmer now, but she runs her hands down his bare legs and tugs him closer into the chair, perhaps just to prove her point]

So--that. Being open to alternate locations...if you're okay with it, anyways.

And talking like...if there's something you want, or, uh. Something you wanna tell me to do...that kind of thing.

[Looking basically the opposite direction by now, ears flushed hot]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, at her hands over his legs - or at the reminder, perhaps]

...are you, like.

[A pause, during which he flushes darker,]

...is that the kinda thing you're into? Getting told what to do?

[unbr8kable]

Not all the time! And not by just anybody...

[Squirms more before pinching him at the crease of his thigh, voice rather flustered]

Not like you can say nothing about it, anyways.