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privatematter) wrote in diversified2014-03-12 02:36 am
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Blessed by light and burden of shadows. [ closed ]
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?"
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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When his hand met the leather adorning Eli, it automatically curled up, applying some pressure to the material while pressing the sensation right into his fingertips. He lightened his touch, letting his fingers trail down to Eli's abdomen and then back up to his collar bone and followed it along to the hand resting on Shannon's shoulder. When he got there, he wound his hand around the gloved one and tilted his head to breathe the scent in; his other hand had come out and splayed against Eli's chest. The light give in the tough hide, the soft texture come from wearing it in just right until it was for Eli and Eli alone. His hand wandered further to the side and found extra bulk, a material that folded away from Eli's body instead of into it. His hand twitched, then he shifted from the shirt to the jacket and began to feel it out for buckles or pockets, buttons or zippers, something to give it more pizazz and give him a better image of what Eli had adorned himself in. Lots and lots of leather, obviously, but what sort?
Perhaps it was because he was distracted, or perhaps it was because he was getting a hang of the rules, but Shannon was incredibly quiet during his inspection. His attention was devoted to it, using all of his senses to catalog what outfit Eli had deemed appropriate for this experiment.