Asks from the heart

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ask questions from the heart: the original flavor Finally! You can ask all the questions about matters of the heart, love, and romance that have been burning that hole through your curiosity. Ask away! Delve deep! Nothing is off-limits! Except for that. RULES ○ Comment with your character. ○ They're asked love-adjacent and related questions!

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[assholic]

Do you want to go like, right now? Ice cream first or after?

[endof_theline]

Ice cream? Is that part of it?

[assholic]

It can be. It should be.

[endof_theline]

Alright- let's sex shop, and sweat shop, then sweet shop.

[He's so corny, but he's your husband now so deal with it.]

[assholic]

Normally I'm not one who likes to shop, but... well. How can I say no to that adorable face?

[And because of the mood she was in, she crouched down and wriggled a finger at the front of his pants.]

How could I?

[endof_theline]

[ He laughs, dragging his hands down his face. ]

Are you talking to my dick?

[assholic]

Shh. Your dick and I are having a meaningful conversation. What's that, boy? You want me to make sure he gets something that makes you play peek-a-boo? Oh, I think we can manage that.

[endof_theline]

[ He's standing here turning bright, bright red. ]

Oh my god. Boy???

[assholic]

Well, it's a dick, James. Unless you have a name for it...

[Guess who was having fun with this...]

[endof_theline]

Well it's not a dog.

[He bets she is!]

[assholic]

Hey, naming your junk is not a new thing. Guys name their dicks all the time. Just like girls name their tits.

[She leaned in and gave the front of his pants a quick kiss, then stood up.]

[endof_theline]

[ Well now she's just gonna get him hard. Or she would have, if they weren't talking about dick and tit names. ]

Listen. I can't handle the sex shop and genital naming on the same day. Can we just-- save that for another day?

[assholic]

Oh, I bet you can handle more than you think you can...

[Now she leaned in and gave his lips a kiss, smiling.]

[endof_theline]

What does that mean? Are you alluding to another sex thing?

[He's totally laughing on the inside, a nervous chuckle on the outside, but he kisses her still.]

[assholic]

Maybe you'll just have to find out. So, let's go, Mr. Bones- oh! That's what you can call your dick! Bones Jr. BJ for short.

[Excuse her while she dies laughing.]

[endof_theline]

Oh, wow... okay. That's- that sounds... great.

[He smacks at her arm lightly, then moves away so he can grab his gloves and coat.]

BJ is fine, just don't tell the poor sales clerk that.

[assholic]

[She was snickering, hair falling over her face as she bent over, thinking about how she could bring up 'BJ' in a context that was both sexual and made someone else thinking she was talking about a pet. Brilliant.]

Shh, I'm coming up with horrible things to say. Lead the way.

[endof_theline]

[ Ugh god, she's gonna embarrass him so much, isn't she- and he still loves her for it. Loves her for all of it. ]

You're impossible.

[He shakes his head, taking her hand as they head out, locking up and going to the elevator.]

While you do that, I'll prep my mental strength.

[assholic]

Do that. You're going to need it.

[She didn't object to him taking her hand, squeezing hers around his as they made their way out of the building and down to take a stroll to a store she knew. A relatively safe place, but she couldn't always account for the customers. Still, the sales people had been nice every time she'd had to come in and talk to them; both for things planned by Trish or during her job when she needed a more observant take.]

[endof_theline]

[ He's gonna need it, he knows it. Cause as much as he loves her, he knows he's still gonna be shocked, a little freaked out, and also very out of his depth. But it's okay. He wants this.

Their walk there is quiet, which he doesn't mind. He loves being able to just stroll down these city streets with Jessica. ]

[assholic]

[She pushed him because she felt he needed it, but only so much. She wasn't oblivious to the levels of squirming he had, and she'd always make sure to stop before it got to a point that caused him serious distress. Besides, he blushed so prettily. How could she not bring it out?

They got to the store and the building had large storefront windows that had tinting over it so as not to have the inside visible, but that it was a sex store was clear by what was on display. Nothing too overt, but they weren't ashamed of what they were and it was within the legal boundaries of what the city allowed. She opened the door and held it open, but stepped back as another customer came out with a purple bag and a 'thank you'.]

After you, James.

[endof_theline]

[ He likes that she pushes him. He needs it. She knows how hard and when to stop, and he trusts her and loves her for it. She's pretty fucking incredible for that, actually.

This time, she pushed him enough to think about it, then let him and gave him time- and now he's really looking forward to this, as nervous as he also is. He's never done anything like this before. It makes him feel old, but he also thinks it's great that he gets to experience his first time with Jessica.

He can definitely tell the kind of place by the window display and... wow. What a world they live in. It's a good thing, they've come this far. He waits for the customer to come out when Jess opens the door, then heads inside, trying to look more confident than he feels.]

Well. Here we are.

[assholic]

Here we are.

[She slid her arm through his, leaning in and kissing his cheek before she led him through the first section that was all mostly furry handcuffs and play whips and floggers. Keychains, wigs, things like that that wouldn't shock anyone peeking in from the outside.]

What do you want to look at first? The toys or the clothes?

[endof_theline]

[ He's glad when her arm slides through his, and he holds onto her, leaning into her a little too, as he glances around. Everything is bright, lit up, on full display. He's not sure where to look first. ]

Uhm... maybe we can start at the front of the store and work our way back?

[assholic]

[Considering he'd actually suggested coming here himself, that he'd opened himself up to something she hadn't been expecting, but was very pleased to try, and well, he was her husband in all but a marriage certificate... she was going to be on her best behavior. Mostly.]

We can wander around and if you see something that you either like or you're not sure about, we can take a longer look. Or you can ask me about it. And if I don't know, I can ask the clerk. So, take the lead, Sergeant. Ooh, hey. Does that make me a military wife now?