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[ 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.]

Well?

Oh, hell yeah. [Tim bites his lower lip in excitement to keep himself from slamming Edward up against the wall right now.] I knew you'd wear those perfectly. There is just something about a rugged man in a pair of lace. Go on! Give us a twirl!

[Edward knows when another man is looking at him like a piece of meat. He thrives on it at times, and the smug little expression on his face as he rotates his body to give Tim the view from the back shows as much.

The lace is a very stark contrast to the rest of his body, covered in tattoos and ugly scars, the most noticeable of which are a collection of them on the left side of his abdomen, matching puckered tissue on his belly and back, indicating he's been ran through by a sword a dozen or so times.

Edward watches Tim from the mirror, still amused.]

Maybe I should put that little ass-less string on next?

Or should we save the best for last? [Yet, there is a part of him that simply can not wait to see how Ed is going to look at them.] My turn! Hold on a moment. [He tosses more lacy underwear with a belt attached.] Get that one on before we go to the thong. As I'm sure that belt will look amazing on you while I get something on.

Yeah, whatever... [ He catches the pair tossed to him before closing the curtain again. It doesn't take him long to change now that most of his clothing is off, and he's ready by the time Tim should be finishing whatever change he's making.

This one's a bit odd, but it looks a bit closer to Edward's normal aesthetic. The belt at least provides a satisfying snap.]

Ready when you are.

[Tim comes out wearing something white. He pauses to take a good look at what Ed has on with a slight nod.] Not bad, it suits you, but it's not nearly as nice as the first pair.

But, before you go to the next one. [He turns to show off his ass. Purposely flexing one cheek and then the other. Knowing that what he's wearing is thin enough to show his cheeks as he makes them bounce.] What do you think? Do they make my ass look big?

[Alright... Tim isn't exactly Edward's type, but in the lace he's starting to get it. He can't help but look a little interested, anyway. ]

I think I agree.

[Okay. Now he gets it. His eyebrows arch up as he exhales a puff of air. ]

Fucking huge.

It better be for the price of these panties. [Tim reaches around to smack at his own ass. Too nervous about being seen smacking another dominant's ass in public to strike at Ed's back end.] But they're worth it.

Now, how about we see you in that pair that will vanish inside of you?

[ Thankfully they are a touch secluded by the dressing room area, but it's probably for the best. He sighs over the flirtatious little way Tim touches himself, then excuses himself back into his stall to change into a third pair. ]

Seems pointless, doesn't it? [ He calls back as he closes the curtain and starts undressing, ] To put something like this on if it's not really hiding anything...

The point is to have something to pull and rip off. Picture your submissive wearing this, then picture pulling on the waistband and pulling it even tighter between their cheeks. The way they'll plump with the additional pressure up until the fabric rips. [Tim is talking a little bit of bullshit right now. Mostly just having a bit of fun being overly passionate.]

[ Edward turns his neck to gaze at his backside in the mirror, tugging on the waistband like Tim suggests. He's not... wrong, per se... ]

I'm imagining it, alright.

Still seems like a waste.

You can be dainty if you want to. [Tim says as he walks up close.] But personally I prefer it a bit more rough. Because picture doing this to your submissive. [Tim knows he's likely pushing his luck, but he can't help himself. He grabs the lace underwear band and pulls it tight. Likely giving Ed a wedige, but also making his package look even bigger and it strains to stay within the fabric that Tim is tightly pulling on.

[A short gasp leaves Edward's lips as Tim tugs the lace tight around him. It's not exactly comfortable, but it's fucking arousing and he catches the other man's eyes in the mirror, focusing there for a moment.]

...Don't start shit you can't finish.

Oh, I can finish. [He glances around. Making sure the sales person isn't watching, but luckily they're busy with another customer.] But can you keep quiet enough that we don't get caught doing some illegal dom on dom fun.

[ That response pulls a smirk to the corner of Edward's lips, but he hesitates at the question. Quiet is not something anyone has ever attributed to Edward, at least never outside of a stealth operation.]

What fun is there in being quiet?

Hmm. Maybe I should show you the second use these underwear can have by stuffing a pair into your mouth.

[ Edward's eyebrows pop up in surprise at that comment, an alarming laugh leaving him. ]

You can fucking try, mate, but that's asking for more trouble.

[Tim has to bite his lip. His cock starting to strain in his own lacy underwear. How he would love to try.] Hmm, not while I'm contracted I'm afraid. [He says wistfully.] Unless we should take this back to your place?

[ Edward's eyes glance to the side, ensuring no patrons or workers are glancing back their way. The dressing room curtain is tugged shut, just in case, and then Edward is pushing back until he manages to get Tim pressed against the stall wall, just to show he has a little fight in him.]

Get dressed, mate. [He purrs in a low voice, leaning close, his fingertip snapping at the waistband of Tim's underwear.] Leave these on.

[Yeah, so... pirates don't pay for lacey underthings, apparently. Ed immediately eases off, gathering his trousers, but keeping eye contact.]

[You know what? Screw any native run business. Tim is pretty quick to pull on his pants. His cock already starting to swell within the lacy underwear.] Let's get out of here. [Once he's dressed, Tim just takes a quick peek to see if anyone notices him then saunters out like he's not wearing stolen underwear.]

[ Edward gets dressed himself, making sure to shove the extra pairs into his pockets before exiting the dressing room. He strolls out behind Tim, giving him an eyebrow raised glare as they exit the store. ]

Where to?

How far away is your place? [As there is no way Tim is going to tell a pirate where he lives.]

[ Edward shrugs. It's close enough. ]

Follow me.

[He leads Tim back to his flat, which is on the first floor in the provided housing for new dominants. The inside of it is quite tidy, he hasn't exactly broken it in yet.

He lets Tim inside, then sheds his leather jacket and kicks off his boots immediately upon entering, hanging it on a rack by the door.]

Where were we...

[It's been awhile since Tim has been inside one of these apartments, but it still feels familiar. He even has an idea where the bedroom should be.

If they even make it that far.

He's following suit. Shredding his clothes as fast as he can. He doesn't even bother hanging up his jacket. There's no time when he needs to kiss Edward as fast as possible. Giving him a deep kiss and unless Edward tries to stop him, Tim is going to press him up against the door.]

[ Edward isn't expecting such eager attention from his new acquaintance, but he certainly isn't complaining. He falls back against the door willingly, pushing his tongue past Tim's lips as if to meet his intensity. His hands are working on his own clothing, pulling back from the kiss only enough to tug off his shirt. ]

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