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[alwayskayaking]

Duplicity Inbox

You've reached Tim Stoker. I'm out at the moment. Leave me a message and I'll return your call soon.

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text; un: dax (misfire)

[old_man]

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Consider it connect the dots, but with your tongue.

Text; Showstopper

[alwayskayaking]

If I connect all the dots is my prize your name? If so sign me up.

[old_man]

Forgot already? Ouch. I may need to make you scream it...

[Pout pout.

But, wait a minute.]

Although... It looks like I need to be getting your name as well.

[alwayskayaking]

I'm Tim and I am very excited to be screaming your name. I'm just hoping I won't need to beg for it first.

[old_man]

Now see, that is a tempting offer...

[alwayskayaking]

Oh please mysterious, beautiful stranger! Won't you honor me by telling me your name or at least a location so I might properly grovel at your feet?

[old_man]

Jadzia.
Jadzia Dax.

[alwayskayaking]

An absolute pleasure Jadzia. What are my chances to getting to meet you in person?

[old_man]

Possibly very good?

[alwayskayaking]

Today?

[old_man]

Depends how nicely you ask.

[alwayskayaking]

I've already said I'd beg for it? How much nicer do I need to be?

[old_man]

A bottle of whiskey and a can of whip cream.

[alwayskayaking]

Done and extra done. Where should I deliver them?

[old_man]

007-d in the Down.

[alwayskayaking]

I'll be there in half an hour.

[Knock knock.]

[old_man]

It's open.

[As she assumes who it is, not that it really matters. Worst that happens is someone gets a look at her all but naked on her bed.]

[alwayskayaking]

[Tim enters the home. Looking around when he doesn't spot her right away.] Come out, come out wherever you are. [He follows the sound of her voice to the bedroom. Grinning wickedly as he holds up the two requested items.] Does this please my princess?

[old_man]

[Could she come out? Yes. Does she come out? No.

Rather, she remains where she had been before she had accidentally sent her message to him, which she's not complaining about at all.]

It's a good start...

[A cock of her head, before curling her finger, beckoning.]

[alwayskayaking]

[Tim approaches the bed, but instead of climbing in to join her, he falls down to his knees. Gazing up with a playful grin.]

Oh, beautiful goddess you are even more remarkable and stunning in person. You honour me with this meeting. Tell me, the holder of my heart, which would please you most to start with? [He holds up the two bottles for her to pick from.] Or is there something else you might desire?

[old_man]

Goddess... Careful. I may grow to enjoy the groveling.

[Not that there is actually anything malicious about her expression. Rather, it mirrors his own as she smirks in turn. Shifting slightly, a bit more of her bare shoulder bared, she stretches a leg out, to bump the one on the left.]

You can start there, and we'll get onto what else I desire shortly.

[alwayskayaking]

Well, I already enjoy doing it for you so I don't see an issue. [The bottle of whisky is heavier so it's in his stronger right hand, which means she points to the whip cream.] An excellent choice, now here's a question. Do you want to wear this? Or lick it off?

[old_man]

And why does it need to be one or the other?

[That slow smirk as she shifts to lean forward, moving into her knees.]

Because I like both options.

[alwayskayaking]

Both, is always better. And, I'm excited-- [He leans in close, just shy of kissing her.] --too see just how good you taste. [He's just about to kiss her, but then pulls back at the last second with a teasing smirk.] But first, I think I might be wearing too many clothes. Don't you agree?

[old_man]

[She could lean forward, could claim his lips for herself, and she does momentarily debate that, but she can wait, tongue darting out across her lower lip.]

Very much, and yet your hands seem to be full at the moment. If only we had a solution.

[Skimming her hand up along his thigh, she grins, before moving it up to tug at the waist of his pants, before working his shirt free.]