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WHO Shannon Vaughn (

privatematter), Eli Delacroix (

aspectional).
WHAT Eli is an idiot; Shannon is curious. How exactly does D/s go down when you're not to the Having Sex stage in the relationship yet?
WHEN Late 1990. Seven months after Jumpscapades.
WHERE Shannon's place.

Shannon was anxious. Not in a bad way, but the anticipatory way that everyone got when something new and exciting was going up and there was no way it could go badly, but predicting the end outcome was almost impossible. It was a great feeling, but one that left Shannon feeling like a teen heading out to prom instead of a grown man getting ready to have fun with his boyfriend and potentially make some hilariously heartfelt gestures to express his trust in Eli. That was probably something he didn't do enough in general, actually.

Breakfast had been something simple. Pancakes, fresh cut fruit and sausage. Eli had come over pretty early to get ready, talking over the generalities of what they were going to do while the specifics were to wait for after they were done. Well, now they were done and sitting on the couch, and Shannon's leg was jiggling even under the hand he had placed on his knee to keep himself still. Lacey had wandered off after breakfast, stomach filled with her own food and presumably was napping on the foot of the bed in Shannon's room. Probably for the better, really.

"So," he said, ignoring the obvious tell he was giving off. If Eli took it for misapprehension, then Shannon was going to definitely lean over and smack him. "Where do we start?"

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Oh, that was even better. He dipped his head back into the hand as if encouraging it to hold on tighter. There was no fear or danger of Eli pulling the strands out entirely; he trusted Eli enough that actual damage wasn't even on his mind. He just wanted to feel it more, his slightly erratic breaths speaking to the anticipation. He just wanted to let Eli take more, as much as he desired.

His lips moved wordlessly at the prolonged, feather-light contact. He heard the words this time thanks to how much attention he was paying to Eli. The closeness of their bodies, their breaths combining, the heat radiating from his Dom, the leather of his jacket cocooning his arms, the sound of his voice. This was all Eli. "Yes," he said. Quicker this time than before. That's right, that's what he wanted. "Please."

The encouragement worked as he tightened his hold even more and pulled his hair as to turn his head up completely. Seeing Shannon like this was beautiful in Eli's opinion. He wanted him completely focused on him and ready for whatever he had planned. This was how it was supposed to be between them, ignoring the fact that both were still feeling the effects of the interruption.

Moving his head back down so that Eli could brush their lips together once more, he then stopped all pretenses of teasing and finally kissed him roughly and eagerly. His hand in Shannon's hair kept him in place until he decided when they would stop. It wasn't until they needed air that he broke the kiss, not pulling away so much as stopping the action. Loosening his grip on Shannon's hair a bit, he looked at him and smiled. "I want you to give yourself to me completely and willingly. Do you think you can do that, allow me to own every part of you?"

His eyes were fluttering closed, a useless gesture that spoke of instinctive responses. It didn't matter if he was looking at Eli or not, and so he did not fight to keep his eyelids open; all the rest of his attention was on Eli anyway. Getting thoughts through the sparks jumping across his scalp, through his skull, into his brain and dancing down his spine was difficult and he didn't worry too much about that. Their kiss was welcome and he opened himself to Eli almost immediately, kissing deep and eager as he could with Eli guiding him by the hand in his hair. There was a low moan when Eli stopped, no motion made to move except for the occasional breath rocking his shoulders.

"Of course," he answered, clearly somewhat dazed. If this was what it was like to be owned, having attention and love and sensation piled onto him in return for his obedience, it would be crazy not to want it. "I can do that. Promise."

He let out a soft sigh as he watched Shannon. That was definitely the response that he wanted from him and he was immensely please that Shannon was enjoying this. He couldn't help but be amused at Shannon being dazed. If all it took was pulling his hair and a little kiss to get him dazed, then Shannon wasn't going to be able to function at all once Eli was done with him. Not that this was a bad thing, but it amused Eli that it was a possible ending to their session gone horribly wrong.

"Then let's get started, shall we?" Eli didn't wait for an answer and just moved them so that he could push Shannon down onto the bed. Then he activated his powers and there were a second pair of hands on Shannon's chest, but they were more electric and very obviously not Eli's own hands this time.

There was a small yelp at being pushed onto the bed. Not that he was disoriented or turned around or anything like that, it was just... well, a surprise. He had given up trying to anticipate what Eli was going to do, and it was good that way, but it meant everything had the chance to catch him off guard. The sudden, second pair of hands definitely got him unawares and he tensed in momentary confusion; one leg curled up on the bed while the other shifted and pressed his heel into the floor. His arms were bound still by the jacket and all else he could do was simply turn his head into the covers under his cheek and try to categorize the sensation. It was different from what Eli had done before, not a ghost but live wires shaped like they wanted to be human.

He liked it. It didn't hurt, but it arced lightly across his skin and made him much more aware of wherever the wires touched. His absent, somewhat dopey look of concentration shifted into a pleased grin when it finally clicked. Eli was using his own electricity, feeding it straight into Shannon's skin and nerves and waking them with a mere touch.

For a moment, Eli paused and watched his reaction. Belatedly, he realized that he should have mentioned what he was going to do, but by that eventual grin on his sub's face, it didn't matter if he did or not. If Shannon liked it, he'd like it with or without a warning beforehand. It was only if Shannon didn't like it and that definitely didn't seem to be the case, which made Eli more eager to do more to him.

He moved onto the bed to straddle Shannon and reached down to grab his hair roughly again with both hands as he went in to kiss him once more. This time, the kiss was electric like the ghost touches and Eli seemed determined to make this kiss last as long as the previous one, making soft little pleased noises in his throat to urge Shannon on.

He was all too eager to meet the kiss, body arching into it where his head could not move for the hands in his hair. Tingling from both sides from different sources inspired a moan of his own, moving into small gasps and grunts between the few seconds he could get a breath within the kiss, sounds without filter of trying to make himself seem stoic or cool or in control. He was eager, though not anything speaking of a frantic pace as last time, and every now and then his tongue would dart out to swipe at Eli's lips and take in the taste and spark. He nibbled, teased, kept any kind of contact for as long as he could. He wanted everything Eli deemed fit to give him, from the hands on his chest to the lips against his and anything in between.

The only question was: could he be giving more back? He hoped that this was enough. Enough that Eli was pleased in return, knew that he was doing his best to get this right. He needed to be good where he hadn't gotten it right before.

When he broke away from the kiss, Eli rested his forehead against Shannon's and took a moment to catch his breath, grinning madly as he did so. It was good like this, just this high energy session of being together and Eli taking everything from Shannon piece by piece. He was only worried about keeping the energy up for an extended period of time.

"Aren't you an eager one today? I like it." The electric hands danced across his chest lightly while Eli spoke, but as quickly as they appeared, they suddenly pulled away for a moment before they seemed to slam down onto Shannon's chest and into it, the shape falling apart like water hitting his skin as the electricity spread out across his chest and going deep into his bones.

They both had to catch their breath. At least Eli knew when he was going in for the kiss, but Shannon hadn't the time to really do much more than be pulled along by the tide of Eli's wishes. He was left taking quiet gulps of air and licking at his own lips to wet them, sometimes bridging the small gap between them and licking at Eli's as well.

That all came to an abrupt stop at the sensation. He heaved in a shuddering breath while his body trembled along with the new feeling coursing through him. It hadn't even run its course through every part of him and he was already distracted by the foreign mass of electricity dancing along his skeleton. It wasn't like anything he'd ever experienced before and it was something amazing. "Oh God," he breathed. He pressed his back into the bed beneath him with what little leverage he had, wriggled underneath Eli above him, trying to add more touch of a different sort while one sense began overwhelming all the others in rushed acceptance to the new, frightening and delightful experience.

That was only the beginning of what Eli had in store for him. More electric hands struck him with the same result over the rest of his body, the sensation going deep into his bones and overwhelming anything else he could feel. The only thing that was spared was his head and only for safety reasons more than anything else. His hands were still tightly gripping his hair while he was kissing along his jaw, sending small little sparks through them. All during this, he seemed perfectly calmly, especially considering what he was doing to him.

Eli waited for him to get some semblance of focus back after that and stopped his kisses for a moment. "Tell me how this feels for you." He can wager a guess, but he wants to hear what he says, if he can even form anything coherent after this. While waiting, he goes back to kissing his jaw lightly, still sending those little jolts through to him.

He almost couldn't even hear the question. His mind was so wrapped up in the sparks taking over his body that everything else had faded into the background. There was nothing worth noticing but the electricity, the hands in his hair and the feel of his Dom's lips against his jawline. Where his arms were still and bundled up, his legs were still free and languidly stretched out, curling and flexing as if to guide the sensation through; he didn't even notice he was doing it. He tried tilting his head wherever he could to provide better access as an instinctive motion, hoping not to deny anything from the one who was asking him... something. Asking him. How it feels?

"Ah..." That wasn't working. How was he supposed to answer again? "Ah... nngh. Mmmm." That wasn't right, but he was pouring himself into trying with what little focus he could separate. There wasn't much, when the feeling had yet to let up and was overflowing, drowning out his other faculties. He worked his jaw, dipping it to try and press into the electric kisses gracing him there, and gave it one more try. "G—good."

Well, that shortcircuited his mind a fair bit. He had to laugh at that, sounding very amused as he did. Next time, he'd have to do a bit less to make Shannon coherent enough to speak to him. After all, Eli did love hearing his voice and it would be a shame to make him unable to speak properly so soon.

"Then say 'thank you, sir.' I'll kiss you again if you do." As if to prove it, he moved so that Shannon could feel his breath on his lips, almost taunting him with how close he was. Eli was prepared for any attempts to move and his hands in Shannon's hair were going to make sure he couldn't move at all.

There was a long moment where he simply stayed there, reveling in the feeling across his body and the contrast to the hands in his hair. His breaths were deep and short, falling into the unpredictable rhythm jumping across his nerves. It wasn't until he felt air on his lips, breathed in the scent of Eli's breath, that he forced himself to focus and pay attention to what had been said. His mouth worked silently as he felt out the words, occasionally wetting his lips in preparation. He could do that. He could.

"Thank... thank you, s-sir," he said. It wasn't exactly the most concentrated effort, but effort was definitely made. It was only right to thank him, that was true. He was just going to have to figure out how to get words to come more easily when all of his attention was elsewhere. It was the opposite of his body going numb, everything alive and reacting at the same time and there was so much input to receive, how was he going to work around that?

It was definitely a good effort on Shannon's part, but it wasn't enough to satisfy Eli yet. He gave him a quick peck of a kiss before he went back out of his reach, teasing him still with what he could give him. "Again. Say it again."

And he waited for Shannon to collect himself once again and the moment that he opened his mouth to speak, Eli pounced and kissed him, forcing his electrified tongue into Shannon's mouth almost as yet another way to introduce his power into him. At the same time, he increased the sensation across Shannon's body, wanting him to feel only Eli and what Eli wanted him to feel.

That was a pretty counterproductive way to edge him toward speech. As it stood, once the sensation increased, he let out a loud moan into Eli's mouth, unable to help himself in face of the extra intensity of feeling. Everything else was a distant murmur in with the strong, constant stimulation of his nerves. He bucked his quivering body automatically, trying to arch into Eli above him to add something more to it, to do anything to get even closer to the man who was currently driving him to complete distraction.

The kiss was like wildfire and he did his best to return it, distraction turning into slow contemplative motions while he tried to remember how to reciprocate. Tried to remember how to breathe and to hold his breath, to cling to the feeling pervading him now. Soft grunts and moans came unbidden with every shift of motion around him, anything happening to ignite the flames coursing through him. There were no thoughts, there was no understanding, just feeling and safety and warmth.

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That may have been counterproductive to speech, but it definitely wasn't counterproductive to making all sorts of other noises, which Eli seemed to enjoy listening to just as much as he liked to hear Shannon talk. Every time Shannon made a noise, Eli seemed to swallow it with the kiss and returned it with some of his own. At Shannon bucking up, he let out a groan and continued to kiss him, ignoring whatever physical responses he was having with Shannon under him.

Like before, Eli was going to make this kiss last, though it seemed this time he was allowing for breaks for air to make it last far longer than previous kisses. While he was kiss him, he moved his hands and arms so that he was still holding onto Shannon's hair to keep him firmly pressed against him, but also so that he could press the inside of his wrists against his ears, not to block out sound, but so that the only thing Shannon could hear was Eli's pulse beating fast and steady.

He was dimly grateful for the breaks for air, not only for the chance to breathe but the quick moment to keep wetting his mouth and his lips. It was an instinctive motion to the coming dryness of his throat and an intentional one to preserve the taste of Eli in his mouth. He didn't want anything to stop, simply wanted to preserve this moment forever. When something came over his ears, he hesitated for just a moment trying to place what was happening, to try and concentrate over all else to what was covering his hearing.

That was when he heard the heartbeat. It was impossible to tell if it was Eli's or his own rushing through his ears, but it was strong and quick and another rhythm joining in on the Symphony of Eli. His touch was everywhere through his body, his taste assaulting his mouth, the smell of a freshly-ended storm filling his nose, the sound of life and pleasure and harmony beating into his mind, the heat radiating and seeping into his own. He was completely encapsulated by Eli, not one single sense left untouched, and it was exhilarating, nothing left to do but exist in this state of singularity.

This was what Eli wanted, all of Shannon's senses controlled and Shannon enjoying it. That was a powerful feeling and Eli didn't try to end it for a long moment, but a small part of his mind was telling him that this perfect overwhelming of the senses wasn't something Shannon could handle for an extended period of time, so sense by sense, Eli withdrew slowly.

He ended the kiss and let go of his hair, sitting up so that he could focus now on unbuckling the jacket. All while he was doing this, the electric touch slowly lessened and then seemed to bleed out of his skin to return back to Eli. Once the jacket was off, he moved to sit next to Shannon, stroking the side of his face affectionately while coherency returned to him. "It's time for you to thank me again."

When everything started to disappear, first the taste and then the sounds and the touch fleeing from his hair and his bones, he couldn't help but make a disappointed sound. On the other hand, as things began to lessen and the rest of the world came back to him, he found that he was shivering lightly and feeling fairly wrung out. His arms were free, but he kept them around his sides loosely while the air rushed to greet him. His mind was still in a haze, the good still persistently clinging and making sure he felt safe and loved and owned even while the physical representation of such receded.

For a while, he simply breathed and let himself settle, let himself feel the hand on his face and float in the small sensation and the peace surrounding it. He could focus on the world around him again where his body was weighed down with contentedness and when Eli spoke, he managed a smile and softly said, "Thank you, sir, so much."

"That's better," he said before he leaned down and gave him a kiss on his forehead. Eli wasn't planning on touching him much more than this since he didn't know the state of Shannon's nerves and didn't want to cause him discomfort by accident. Looking at him, he seemed fine, but he wasn't going to push it. "So what did you think of being completely owned like that?"

While they're talking, Eli's decided that he's going to remove the belt and the restraints now since things are starting in the direction of winding down. Hopefully Shannon's forgotten all about the previous interruption and won't need the restraints to help him feel safer for the moment. "Are you getting thirsty yet?"

There was a soft exhale for the kiss. He moved his head, slow and languid, until he seemed satisfied by the position and moved no more. He couldn't really have taken proper stock of his body even if he wanted to right then, nerves still on a blissful edge where nothing could hurt. His skin felt soft, or perhaps it was just that everything else was soft and it was hard to tell the difference between what he was feeling and what he was remembering. Being sore from the light electrocution could wait. "Sad it's over," he answered. There should have been a wry twist to the admission, but the most he could manage was a longing laced into the words. It didn't feel over, his heart still beating to the tune of Eli's pulse in his ears.

He gave no fight to Eli removing the items, merely rubbing around one wrist instinctively as if tracing out the lines of where he was bound. Being free didn't feel so bad, either, almost as if he were ready to float away without Eli's presence as anchor. His lips were dry, he realized, as was his mouth and his throat. Of course Eli had noticed. "Yes sir," he answered.

"All good things must come to an end," Eli replied with some contentment. He was glad that Shannon had truly enjoyed that and that it might be something to do in the future. Not often, Eli knew, but something he'd pull out for a special occasion like his birthday or their anniversary. He didn't want to end up hurting him or burning out his nerves because they did this too often.

"I'll need to leave the room to get you some water. Will you be okay while I'm gone?" It was an important question for Eli. Since Shannon's not tied up, he doesn't have to worry about anything bad related to that happening, but his mind wasn't still in the best of shapes and that worried him immensely. As a Dom, it was his job to make sure that no harm came to his sub, whether though active participation or merely through neglect. If Shannon got hurt because of him, Eli wouldn't know what to do with himself, especially in the broken state he was in.

As if in response to the question, he raised one of his hands and placed it over Eli's. He wasn't intending to grip it, but to feel and let his fingers wander while absorbing the essence of the touch. The leather was cool under his fingertips and warm against his cheek and just that small dichotomy was amazing to his sensitive skin. He was still shivering but even that was just another texture to the sensation.

"I'll be okay," he promised. He didn't want Eli to go but Eli had to go, for him, and that was okay because it meant Eli would be back. He would just cling to this feeling and be patient. Nothing else to it, right? "Don't worry. I won't even move."

He doesn't really do anything for a moment beyond watch him, taking note of his shivering and thinking about wanting to do something about it. If Shannon plans to not move, then Eli is going to move him instead. First though, he moved off the bed and started to pull the sheets down so that things will be easier later. "I think you should be a bit more comfortable than your legs dangling off the bed."

As soon as he said that, he got into position and picked Shannon up in his arms like he was nothing, moved up the bed a bit and set him back down onto the bed in the new spot, placing his head on a pillow gently and his feet by the sheets he had pulled down. Done with that, he pulled the covers over Shannon's body as he leaned down and kissed his forehead once again. "Are you comfortable like this?"

He heard the sheets rustling, felt the movement along the bed and knew what Eli was doing. He merely kept track of his Dom's position like it were the only thing of importance left in the world. His highest priority was knowing that Eli was nearby for as long as he was there. When he was lifted, his body involuntarily began to tense up from all of the movement. It didn't last long, as soon he was once again put into place and he was cocooned in a soft, light weight.

He gave a pleased little sigh, tilting his head up into the kiss on his forehead with a happy mmm. "Yeah," he said honestly. He still didn't feel like he had to move, or really do anything other than simply exist. There was nothing to worry about while Eli was taking care of him. Although the sensation was more or less the same with his legs hanging over the edge or stretched out along the mattress in his current state, he continued, "This is much better."

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