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Risky Rendezvous

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PROMPTS

petplay: All good pets need to be trained. Of course, they naturally want to please master or mistress, so taking to the leash and collar is in their blood. You may want to give them a helping hand, though, and keep those temptations like acting like a human out of their sights.

daddy/baby girl: Or something more gender neutral. Whatever the case, you love taking care of your little one and spoiling them...unless they need punished for being a brat. They may be too young, but you can't help yourself.

medical play: The doctor will see you now.

bondage: Whips and chains excite you. Ropes aren't too bad, either.

religious: Forgive me father, for I have sinned. And now, I'll have to confess it all.

let go: You've got all your shit together in life. In your private life, though, you like to let go and lose yourself - either by being rough and controlling someone else or being controlled.

student/teacher: Young teacher, the subject of school girl fantasies. You know the drill. Somebody's staying after class.

non-con: They say no, but you know they mean yes.

master/servant: Maid or butler uniform optional.

newlyweds: There's nothing like your wedding night.

cheating: Your cheatin' heart may or may not be in the right place.

robbery: Give up all your goods and give up something else, too.

incest: It's all relative.

crossdressing: Girls will be girls and boys will be girls.

police: Ready for a game of good cop, bad cop?

wanton: Oe of you has all the trappings of a slut, with all that ill-repute, and the other has to put them in their "place." Dirty talk, sexy clothing, toys, maybe even glory holes, oh my! The more perverse, the better.

strangers: You'd never do this with someone you just met! Good thing you've really known each other forever.

prostitution: All the naughtiness of an appointment between a prostitute and a John.

nurturing: We know all of you love a mother or father figure.

someone else: Usually, a lover calling out someone else's name is anathema, but now, it's apropos..

RUSSIAN ROULETTE

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[OOC: Soooo this could either be an actual hooker!AU where Philip naively picks up prostitute!Micchi, or it could be elaborate roleplay designed so that Philip will have a fuller understanding of how prostitution works~]

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Micchi hugs his flimsy jacket tighter around his body - as if that's going to do anything in the night-time chill, oh god he hates the cold so much - but when he hears footsteps approaching he has to (very, very) reluctantly let go in order to reveal the fishnet shirt he's wearing beneath, advertising his lithe, slender body to potential customers. He tries not to shiver, but hey sometimes johns like to see a pretty, delicate boy who can't even handle the cold, so maybe it won't matter too much.

The person who approaches is not some pervy old john, though. He's as young and pretty as Micchi himself. Micchi has varied tastes. Especially when they've got a varied bank account, full of lots of long numbers.

"You lookin' for some company?" He asks, stepping in front of the young man. "I can show you a real good time."

Actually, Philip must have taken a wrong turn somewhere because walking down this street wasn't what he had expected to do at this time of day. When he's stopped by the other boy, he pauses for a moment to look him up and down. This was a different kind of fashion he had never seen before and surely wearing an outfit like that doesn't do much to protect him from this weather.

And then the next question has him completely stumped. Some company for what? What kind of good time?

He was sufficiently intrigued enough to not just turn around and walk away. Instead, "What kind of good time would you be referring to?" He would probably be the easiest mark in any street walker's life.

Yeah, Micchi's skintight pants don't do much to keep the cold from seeping through to his legs, either. But his job is about letting people warm him up really well, so it doesn't really matter. It's not like he's left waiting on the streets for long, looking the way he does. Young, pretty, no sores, no obvious markers of addiction about his face. Honestly he has money, he just does this job for the thrill. And the sex.

He steps closer to the john (yeah, he's a slut for some body-heat, whatever), sensing the curious openness in the question. He has no idea what's going on, but he'll be open to it, totally. Micchi can tell. He reaches out to touch a single fingertip to the dude's chest and then slowly drags it downwards, over his stomach and to his waistband. Then Micchi opens his curled fingers up and reaches down to feel through his john's pants, massaging gently.

"This kind of good time," he says, eyes glittering. "You get us a hotel room and I can make you feel things you've never felt before in your life."

There were plenty of things that Philip has never felt before. He has never been on a roller coaster, hasn't been on a plane and there were certain foods he's heard about but not tried before either. He gets lost in that thought for a moment, staring up to the sky before realizing he should really respond to the person in front of him. He was about to decline and add it to his list of "to try one day" when he sees the look in the other's face.

There was something there that intrigued him. Something about the voice that spoke to make him think that maybe, just maybe, instead of adding this experience to his list he'll just do it this time. With a tone that someone would use to order take out, that is, not very excited or impressed, he responded back with, "Okay. How about you join me back in my room. It's only a short walk."

With that he points towards one of the top rated hotels nearby. He was already settled in, getting some time away from his family for a short while and doing some more research. His hotel room was mainly filled with stacks of books and hasn't been seen by any other person yet so why not this one?

Yeah, that inviting tone is one that says, "I'm not desperate for you, I can have anyone, but you're going to realise I'm something you don't want to miss. You change your mind and I won't be around later."

Micchi could almost shake his head at how naive the guy is; offering up his hotel room with no preamble. So he might be somewhere dodgy where nobody would care about him bringing a hooker back with him. Well, Micchi's dealt with that. He'll keep his wits about him.

Except the guy points it out to him immediately. Micchi laughs in disbelief.

"There?" He asks. "They won't let me in, looking like this." Some places have a discreet, 'not that sort of establishment' policy. Expensive looking escorts are fine. "Lend me something of yours to wear and they'll think we're friends. We're around the same age."

Well, if you are going to use that kind of tone with him that was enough to intrigue him, he was going to take the quickest route to satisfy his curiosity. That was to invite him back to where he was staying. Although the reaction he received wasn't the one that he was expecting.

He raises a finger up to his lips, tapping it a few times as he was thinking. There was some kind of social cue here that he was missing. Something that tied the type of clothing this person wore to some kind of social faux pas that he wasn't aware of and thinking about it for much longer wasn't really going to help him.

There would need to be research done later. Or someone was going to explain to him what it meant. Maybe this guy.

"You would like me to go upstairs and bring down a new outfit for you to wear? That is an interesting precursor to this arrangement." It wasn't an argument. He's going to willingly do it anyway.

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