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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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"Never was good at tests," Shannon said bluntly. He wasn't very put out by the idea, however. Even if Michelle went too far because she didn't know where to stop with him, he knew Eli was there to reel them back in to safety. Whatever happened would happen; Shannon himself was the only potential roadblock. "So what happens if it doesn't go well? Do we get booed off the stage?"

Looking as if butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, Shannon asked, "Behave? Or behave?" There was a world of difference between not causing trouble and simply not being a little shit at whatever opportunities he got. One was just significantly more difficult than the other to achieve. Then again, if those vampire gloves were being promised... he could give it a go.

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"Nothing that over the top," Michelle said with a laugh. It was cute that he thought of this like a normal stage act, but it was definitely treated differently. "But it will cause trouble for his image. He's never had a show go badly."

Eli had to shake his head. Even during this he had to be a child and he couldn't help but be amused by him. "You know which one, silly. Try not to be too stubborn and it'll go fine."

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There was no other frame of reference for him to compare. Shannon would learn otherwise, and he didn't intend to mess them up so badly as to mess up Cross; besides, he didn't even think he could do something that bad. Eli was definitely amazing at what he did. "You know I'd never cause trouble for him," he drawled.

"Do my best." He lifted his hand off the leash chain to motion with a large shrug. He really would, too, but there was a lot of unknowns in the situation and Shannon operated better by going with the flow than trying to correct his own course of action. "Shall we get this show on the road?"

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Michelle put her hand up into Shannon's hair and ruffled it affectionately. She knew that he wouldn't mess things up for Eli, even if he tried because Eli had enough experience to turn a bad session into one that looked good. "I know, sobachka. Even if you were trouble, you would never cause trouble for him."

His hand moving from Shannon's, Eli reached up and turned his head so that he could kiss him gently, smiling as he did. "Yes. We'll walk around first so that you can get a feel for the place and then we'll start."

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Shannon tilted his head at the hairruffling, giving off the air of someone merely putting up with it rather than enjoying the reassurance it gave. He could resist at least that much despite how glaring a weakness his hair really was.

Replying was a bit of an issue when he was guided into the kiss, so he returned that instead of trying. They could definitely do this with Eli taking the lead. "Then let's go. Show me off. I'm the catch of the night, right?"

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Both Michelle and Eli snorted in amusement at his reaction to the hairruffling and immediately petted his hair in unison to wear him down. He could try acting however he wanted, but they both knew the truth and were going to pull the real reaction out of him.

"You're the best sub here," Eli said, knowing that he'd like the compliment for a number of reasons. There was nothing wrong with doing so and if his ego got too big, Michelle could knock him down a few pegs and he'd like it. "And we'll definitely show you off. After all, everyone wants to know about Cross' new sub."

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Now that was just outright cheating. Doubleteaming right from the start was a great way to work down his resistance, but there were still at least a hundred people in the area doubtlessly watching and filling out their own opinions on the three of them. Instinct won out over intellect and he did try to fight the reaction by twisting his head to dislodge their hands; he didn't want so many people seeing him lose his focus so easily, right out of the gate.

"Hm," he said, his wits obviously being cobbled back together. "I'm the best, huh?"

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It would take time to wear him down, but they're ready for the long haul with him. Michelle tugged on the leash slightly while Eli curled his hand in Shannon's hair and gripped tightly, keeping his head still. Shannon wasn't going to win this one without a fight and both were ready for battle.

"It means you've gotta live up to the expectations. Do you think you can?" Eli sounded amused as he spoke, starting to lead him further into the club so that he could take in the atmosphere of the place. He wanted him to get a good feel of the place before pulling him down into subspace and this was a good way to do it.

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Shannon stiffened at his head being held still, at odds with the contrast of the feminine hand still carding through his hair and trying to calm him down. He wasn't at the edge of panic or anything like that, just nervous at the uncertainty and trying to keep it in the corner of his mind to fight back against the promise of safety from their touch. It couldn't possibly be safe to let his barriers down in front of a crowd of strangers, not with the blindfold telling them that he couldn't see.

"Is there a judgment panel I've got to face?" His voice was already going soft. Damn. Walking while talking while being led and having his hair petted was pretty much forcing him to compromise on which parts took priority. "Because they're probably going to look in all the wrong places."

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"Nothing like that," Eli said with a laugh, his voice already shifting toward his Dom tone. Michelle was still petting his hair to try and keep him calm while Eli was taking charge as he should. "There will be those in the scene who will see how you perform with us and if you compare to my former subs, is all. Don't worry though, none of them can hold a candle to you."

While Eli was working on Shannon and distracting him from everything, Michelle slid the hand that was on the leash down the front of Shannon's chest. In a place like this, modesty wasn't really high on anyone's list and she was going to make sure he knew that by the only was she could.

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"Is that another fire joke?" Not that Shannon didn't make quite a few of them himself in recent days, but it was always entertaining to hear others doing the same. Or to purposely misconstrue what they were saying as one. His grip on Eli's elbow remained strong in order to follow, but he seemed uncertain now, torn by the mixed signals of their movement and comfort and especially Eli's voice.

His chest shuddered with his breath at the hand unexpectedly placed on it. It wasn't his modesty so much as his dignity as he was worried about, but weren't those two closely related anyway? "Show's not even started yet," he protested.

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"It's not a fire joke," replied Eli with no small amount of amusement. He thought it was funny how everything seemed to be literal or a joke with Shannon, even when he was being serious. Thankfully, he never minded it or their relationship would have far too many problems.

There wasn't even a pause when Shannon spoke, her hand sliding down to the top of his pants as she leaned closer to him. "Oh sobachka, this isn't part of the show."

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There was a reason Shannon wasn't much into reading or writing, but into people instead. He never took things quite as intended and had a way of interpreting the world around him at an angle most people wouldn't consider. That it would lead his personality in such a direction was a wonderful byproduct. "Should have been a—"

Words? Nah, that was almost a whimper right there. A careful edge of surprised breath trying to hold still and while Shannon tucked his abdomen in where her hand currently rested; with his hair still in Eli's grasp, trying to move away wasn't an option. This was definitely not his sort of PDA. Cuddles were good. Kisses, duh. He was not used to being a step away from public fondling, however. "You say that... but we're showing an awful lot," he pointed out in what he considered a reasonable tone.

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Ah, there it was. Eli smirked at Shannon's reaction and didn't say a word in response. It was Michelle's job now and all he was going to do was make sure Shannon couldn't escape and keep him under control while she worked on him. So far, it looked like he'd just get to enjoy them together and not have to worry about really doing anything.

"So are other people," she responded as she moved her hand down to his crotch and gave a little squeeze. She looked at Eli and smiled. They were going to have so much fun pulling him into subspace this time around. "It's not truly a show until we pull out the toys."

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Shannon squeaked. Not loud, not shrill, but it was an honest to God squeak that he emitted before it morphed into a lower, only somewhat distressed moan. Were they actually doing this to him? Right in the middle of the crowd where anyone could see? He was pretty certain that outright sex for all of Chrysalis to watch was off the menu, but this was apparently not close enough for either of them. Shannon shifted the hand he had on Eli's elbow, going upward to his bicep and holding on while his other moved to try and hold Michelle's wrist.

"Some... some would say I'm already the toy here," he tried. This was definitely not how he had expected things to go, although he wasn't sure where he had imagined it heading in the first place considering his massive amounts of nerves and the natures of both Doms he had come with to the party.

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The squeak caused both of them to grin, Eli leaning over to nuzzle the side of his face while Michelle pressed her body closer to Shannon's, obscuring what she was doing so that only the three of them would really know what all she was going to do with him.

"If you were merely a toy, we'd play with you at home. No, you are more than a toy to us. A precious belonging to your Dom and what you will be to me is something you will learn tonight." She gave his crotch another squeeze before rubbing her hand against the front of his pants. It was a distraction until Shannon was in a state where he would be more pliable and willing to be put into subspace.

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Unaware of their grins, Shannon tried to hold back the squeak for the second time and merely whimpered instead. With the hand in his hair, he couldn't even nuzzle Eli back; his only option left was to stand and take it. It wasn't much of an option at all as it seemed to hone him in on how close Michelle was, how distracting her body and its unique heat felt, the breath of his boyfriend tickling along his cheekbone. There was a lot to take in, only heightened by the sounds of people milling about them, and he was torn between enjoying what they were offering and being scared of going through with it where they were.

Safewording floated up at the corner of his mind, and he quickly shoved it away. He wasn't in danger here, hadn't even tried telling them to stop yet, because he knew it was his own stubbornness sitting in the way of making things easy. Anxious though he was with the situation at hand, they wouldn't go so far as to hurt him or push him somewhere irreparable. The least Shannon could do was let them shove him into the right state where he could let go of the tension and concerns. "Can't you just tell me now? Kill some of the suspense?"

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Neither were going to do too mmuch more in public to him. Shannon wasn't ready for that yet and they both knew it. That would take more time than there was in this evening and they were going to enjoy the night pushing Shannon in a different way. Pulling her body back to its original distance from him, Michelle kept her hand firmly on his crotch, teasing his still as Eli was already urging him to continue walking.

"That isn't any fun and your Dom will not let me. If you're lucky, he may let you know beforehand." Michelle knew that Eli wasn't going to tell him that when Shannon was with Michelle, he was her slave to do as she wished with. That he would have to find out when the scene started.

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To walk and be molested at the same time was not an easy task. How Shannon managed it would forever remain a mystery to him, but part of it probably had to do with the fact that the one doing the leading and the one doing the molesting were both in on it together and weren't ready to make him give up one for the other.

"Eli?" he asked, trying to turn his attention to his boyfriend instead of the one who was speaking and currently had her hand pressed to his manhood in a most commanding manner. Shannon figured that Eli would be little help in saving the situation as it was, but perhaps he would allow him a bit of distraction from the other distraction.

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"I'm not going to tell you" were the first words out of Eli's mouth when Shannon questioned him instead of Michelle. He knew what Shannon was trying to do and Eli wasn't going to help him out for once. Instead, he was going to help Michelle out with keeping him focused on what she was doing.

"Tell me how it feels to have her touching you like this," he said in that commanding tone of his. Eli was going to make Shannon focus on this no matter what he had to do. He knew that the location and the fact that they were in public made him uncomfortable, but today wasn't the day for him to be like that. Shannon had to expose himself to the crowd tonight and Eli had to get him prepared for that.

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"What?" That wasn't what Shannon had expected and his tone reflected quite a lot of indignance back at Eli for egging it on so thoroughly with that tone of his. Even if Shannon hadn't intended to answer, it did draw his attention back to her hand against the leather against his dick, and he swallowed. Not only was he lost in a sea of partygoers, only vaguely aware of where they were in relation to the entrance, but now they were in that sea with someone fondling his crotch and his Dom asking him to describe it out loud.

He groaned, teeth gritting as he held onto what he could of the situation. Maybe by focusing on it he could keep from being pulled into it. "Her hand's cooling the leather down," he said haltingly. "It feels good. Uncomfortable, might I add?"

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Eli let out a soft huff of amusement at Shannon's indignation, finding it cute coming from him. He was sometimes a terrible person thanks to that Aspect of his and he didn't mind when he was having fun manipulating Shannon into being into the right mental state to actually perform properly tonight. Shannon might be annoyed with him now, but he'd definitely think differently by the end of the night.

"Because of all the people around," he said. While he was talking, Michelle started to roll her hand against his pants and added more pressure as she did it so that he could feel her even more. Eli kissed him on the cheek and smiled. "If we were alone, just the three of us, it would be better for you, right?"

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It was a mixture of annoyance and anxiousness. Shannon was quite curious to see how they were going to use something like this to their advantage when it was doing little to calm the nerves cropping up at their little preshow. Michelle was on the move again and that inspired a full-body reaction of a light shudder running from the base of his spine down to his gut. He was breathing through his nose now, trying to keep it even and measured despite that being impossible, thank you Michelle.

"You know the answer to that," said Shannon, tone strained while he tried not to press back into Michelle's hand. "'Course. Of course it would. But—that's not what we're..." He trailed off, losing his thought to the unrelenting motion before he tried to snap himself out of it. Focus. "Why we're here."

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"It's not why we're here, but there's a reason for everything we do. Trust me," he said gently. Eli knew Shannon was prepared for a fight, but Eli was as well and he glanced over at Michelle still working on Shannon. If he was going to be like this, then Eli would fight back.

When Michelle saw Eli look at her, she knew what to do. Stopping her current ministrations, she deftly slid her hand down Shannon's pants and curled it around his dick, giving him a gentle squeeze as Eli pulled Shannon into a kiss to muffle any noise he would make. "The more you attract attention to yourself, the more people will pay attention to you. Now we're going to go somewhere more private where we can prepare for the show. She's not going to let go of you, so just enjoy it."

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There was a very strangled sound as cool skin suddenly closed around his dick, and Shannon was briefly grateful that Eli had literally swallowed the sound to keep it from spreading to the rest of the room. Then his brain kind of fritzed out. There was an argument in there somewhere, a rebuttal and maybe a plea, but Michelle had her hand inside of his pants and quite literally had Shannon by the balls so anything approaching speech was completely out of the question.

He managed a soft nugh in reply, because that was about all he could do without some other strange noise. He could already feel the blood starting to go south as interest was slowly raised and he huffed in frustration that this was all apparently going as according to some plan and how he was definitely lacking in the willpower to stop it. Wherever they went, Shannon was bound to follow.