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bakerstreet2023-08-09 07:09 pm
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we don't do that here

(kink)shame your muse(s)!
It's simple, really. Think of the age-old practice of dog shaming, but hornier, and with better results.
HOW TO PLAY
- Post your character with a 'shameful' kink as the subject.
- Shame here is subjective. We don't really care what the kink is so long as they're being outed for it.
- But God bless them if they have a humiliation kink...
- Those who respond can bully, shame, humiliate, make things worse... or they might offer to indulge?
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He gives a vague shrug of the shoulders, smile frozen in place, holding out for an elaboration so that he might then know what reaction to give. ]
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So the thing is — it's, uh, a preference of mine, to — yeah.
[ Okay so he can't explain. He wants to disappear. ]
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[ That drawn conclusion might have hurt less than if Crowley had shot him in the face! Though he tries terribly hard not to let on that the prospect of Crowley taking any partners, let alone so many, is... ]
Had I only known. Much, much sooner.
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[ He offers the consolation weakly. He's a demon of temptation, it can only be expected that he's done something. He clears his throat. ]
What about knowing it sooner?
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If only he were in the mood to appreciate the demon's honesty, but the decidedly unpleasant shock of it is proving to be too much at the moment. ]
It... Just seems the sort of thing that might've come up, with the person who — I hadn't realized it was our side! It would've been nice to know, is all!
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Angel, it's not — not like I had feelings.
[ Why does that matter? It matters, a lot, at least to him. They were just flings. They didn't matter, not in the long run. ]
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No? Because it sounds as though you cared a great deal about — seeing to them. You preferred it, you said.
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[ He shakes his head, hands lifting a bit helplessly only to fall back at his sides in fists. ]
The first time I was just curious and — it seemed like something a demon should do, eh? But I — I didn't love any of them.
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...then I shudder to think of the lengths to which you would go if you did love them.
[ And shudder he does, in spite of himself, on a shaky exhale.
Not unlike this.He can't help the way his expression softens at the next bit — that it had begun with curiosity and pursued with a sense of duty seems only fitting. ]
And of the subsequent times? Your curiosity had not been, ah — satisfied?
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[ It's spoken quieter. That softening expression is good. He hasn't managed to dig his own grave any further. ]
The rest — duty, or some semblance of it, and yes, my curiosity has been mostly satisfied.
[ Mostly being the keyword. There's still things he hasn't tried, things he wouldn't try without love and trust. ]
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[ He's been frightened enough for one day. If only that would stop the curiosities from coming... ]
Oh? You're still — wanting for something? I'm sorry to hear your past paramours hadn't been able to reciprocate your efforts to satisfaction.
[ Though he sounds anything but sorry. Not that he delights in Crowley's dissatisfaction, that bit he is sorry to hear, not that he knows what to say about it. ]
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You've never — been curious?
[ About human sex, he means. ]
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[ With the knee-jerk response out of the way- ]
Besides, I understand perfectly how it all works. The humans have written many a book about it. And you do hear things, on this street.
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[ The fact that he managed to tempt the angel to eat the rack of ribs is still vaguely astounding to Crowley. ]
Understanding is not the same thing as experiencing.
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[ Angels can NOT be tempted!!! ]
It is out of the question, Crowley!
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Okay, okay. I was just making — a point. No need to be so zealous.
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[ And by that he means another suggestion...though he's already blessedly curious. ]
It will remain out of the question, but...do you think I would like it?
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Oh. Well. Yes. I think — I think you would.
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And to that assessment, he makes an intrigued humming sort of sound. ]
And what, exactly, do you think I would like about it?
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[ He knows he has to answer this carefully. ]
It's like eating. Certain foods give dopamine, and you get dopamine from — intimacy. Along with endorphins.
[ Oh, the endorphins. Crowley thinks Aziraphale would like that part very much. ]
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I see. More of a science than an art form, from the sounds of it. The books I've read painted quite a different picture.
So, if it's like eating, and you don't often prefer to eat yourself... One could infer that what you like about intimacy is the giving of the dopamine. Could one?
[ He asks as if he's not still able to see the posted advertisement that started this whole mess. ]
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[ Crowley nods at the inference. ]
I suppose that's — yes. That's, er, fairly right.