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Risky Rendezvous

HOW TO PLAY

Comment: info, preferences, prompts you like, desired roles, etc.
Reply: to others.
RNG: if you'd like. Otherwise, go nuts.

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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[[Open to any except 2, 3, 7, 13, 19. Prefer to play the "receiving" end of most of these, but I'm open to negotiation.]]

Edited 2021-08-09 02:00 (UTC)

[Character Info | Kinklist | On the fence: 18, 19, 20 | No interest in: 10 & 11 ]

(no 1-3, 7, 13, 14, or 19. most likely the aggressor/dom in any given scenario. open to aus, kinks in journal.)

Edited 2021-08-09 02:29 (UTC)

[ open to any except: 2, 7, 8, 11, 12, 13, 18, 19. ]

Edited 2021-08-09 10:56 (UTC)

[ no non-con, let's talk about other options. ]

[ooc; 2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 14, 16, 17, 18, 19 up for discussion.]

[ooc; our stripper and mafia man?]

[ooc; but of course! please feel free to start at will.]

[Ben had been dancing since he was eighteen, ten years now. He had first worked for Finalizer, then Starkiller, but five years ago he came over to Kyber. He had met Cassian Andor, the club manager and second in command to Galen Erso, who was known for the group Rogue One.

The club was empty tonight and Ben was dancing for one person.

Cassian.

The man he loved, the man he lived with. His other half.

He knew that Galen or Jyn or Bohdi could stop by at any time, but that didn't bother him. They had all been privy to these private performances before, and even other activities.]

[Ben was remarkably adept at what he did. When he had auditioned at Kyber, Cassian had immediately known that he was going to offer him a position. How could he not? Not only was Ben's performance strong and sensual, he also danced with a delicate grace that was uncommon of men of Ben's sheer size.

He never could have anticipated falling in love with Ben, nor how easily they had fallen into making a life together away from the confines of the club, but he knew one thing, and that was that he didn't regret any of it for a moment.

Ben was unequivocally the love of Cassian's life.

While he didn't mind sharing Ben with Galen, Jyn, and Bodhi, Cassian was grateful for the time they shared together, just the two of them.

And with the music low, the house lights low, and little threat of being discovered, Cassian felt like he and Ben were the only two people in the world.

Though his vision was a bit hazy with desire, he kept his gaze intently on Ben as he moved, keeping his hands to himself until he was permitted to touch, too.

God, he'd never seen anyone more beautiful.]

[Ben watched Cassian, studying his partner. He then smiled and stepped off the stage.

Today he was wearing just a loose pair of pants. It allowed Cassian to take in his tattoos, his piercings.

He moved over and straddled the older man's legs, running a hand through his hair.]

What do you want tonight love?

[Cassian greeted Ben with an easy smile - but continued keeping still until the taller man had settled in his lap. Then it was easy enough to rest his hands at Ben's hips, give a gentle squeeze as if in welcome.

The corners of his lips tipped up into a smile as Ben carded his fingers through his hair. And for as unaffected as he was attempting to portray himself, there was no obscuring the gentle shiver that wracked his body from head to foot.

He loved watching Ben dance, but he also loved being this close, too, appreciating how utterly gorgeous this man was.]

Surprise me.

[Ben leaned in and kissed him softly, loving the way that Cassian held him and squeezed his hips. Pulling back from the kiss, he let out a breath.

He began to move again, rocking slowly, gently. There were times for hard and fast, dirty. But this was not one of those times. He loved making Cassian so hazy with desire, wanting to give him everything, feeling him fall apart, just because of the dance.]

You love it when I surprise you, don't you?

[Cassian met the kiss with no hesitation, as appreciative of the simple show of affection as he felt for every affectionate gesture Ben shared with him - big and small.

He uttered a soft moan as Ben pulled away and focused all of his concentration on the way his body moved and the way Cassian's responded in kind.

His fingers gripped Ben's hips more firmly, as though he was trying to find a way to hold himself steady. Maybe he was, knowing from experience that it wouldn't take much for Ben to draw him so far into the depth of his desire that he'd suddenly find himself right on the edge and ready to fall.

Right now, though, he wanted very much to make the moment last.]

You know I do.