[He sighs, then heads into his little stall with an almost labored expression. Once he’s out of his clothes and putting on one of the non-thong pairs, though, the excitement sets back in. The fabric is so delicate and soft, and yeah... he thinks he looks pretty fucking great. He calls over the partition:]
Every morning on the beach with the dogs for the run. For the gym, I'm at Patch's every other day or so between jobs, but if you have a different gym you like, I'm not married to Patch's. Like I said, Scott's gone, so I have no attachment.
"Because you have a mark?" He brushes his fingers down Rude's throat where the submissive tattoo is. "I would be more than honored to fuck a man such as yourself in public." It's something he's not allowed to do with a dominant.
First thing to do is to give me a safe word. I think today we should keep it with a simple stop. Sometimes being tied up can be very stressful and while I hope you don't suddenly feel nervous or uncomfortable I want you to know you can use the safe word as needed.
[He picks up some of the coil of rope.] Second thing is to make yourself comfortable.
I won't be joining you on the beach. [The ocean makes him uncomfortable since dying out at sea.] But next time you're going to Patch's I'll meet you there.
I'm saying that I've never thrown an orgy before and I don't plan on getting my hopes up about it. So long as me and my guests have a good time then I'll be pleased.
Rude tenses slightly as the fingers touch the mark, but he shakes his head. "Nah, just the fucking in public. And who says you're doing the fucking?" He raises an eyebrow, but there is a smile playing at the corner of his lips.
[ There's a moment of hesitation while Edward stares at himself in the mirror for a bit longer, hands rubbing over his own hips, obsessed with the feeling of the fabric beneath his fingertips.
He'll lose his fucking mind if he can get Stede to put on a pair of these (and something tells him this won't be a problem). ]
Yeah, okay...
[ He replies in a distracted tone, but he does manage to peel his eyes off of himself eventually to open the curtain for review.]
"Now that? That we would have to take in private." He runs his tongue over his lips very slowly. "Not that I would mind a private moment or two with you."
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