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Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better.
Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better.
Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them...
Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them...
Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night.
Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night.
Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me.
Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me.
Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.
Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.
 

End of July

Date: 2018-08-05 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
He didn’t try to sit up yet. Just turned his head to look over at her. She was practically radiating confidence.

“Yeah,” he echoed, believing her, but still a little stunned. “You’ve got this. Damn right, you’ve bloody got this. Bloody Christ, that was awesome.”

He was starting to smile again already. The fact that she wasn’t freaked out made it a lot easier.

“Now.” He lifted a hand, letting his voice go more casual and relaxed. “Can I ask, d’you know Airy Miller? Have you seen her lately? Cause I was down here waitin’ for Airy Miller, who’s a sweet little thing. And you, you’re some kind of professional dominatrix, I’m totally sure...”

End of July

Date: 2018-08-06 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
"Yeah, no, see I couldn't'a done 'Master' without some practice first. So that's my bad." He could see why she'd gone to the trouble of being prepared — although Miss Miller, it seemed, had worked just as well. "And Eve was coachin' 'ya? Aah, that's nice. She's a good friend."

Idly, he pressed his tongue against the tip of one of his canines. Much duller than it was a minute ago. For a moment, he entertained a paranoid notion: she was acting so positive about the whole thing. Maybe she hadn't noticed the teeth.

...but if that was true, what had been holding him down at the end? That hadn't smelled like fairy interference. It certainly hadn't been his amazing talent for self-control.

He slid a hand over her leg, enjoying the feel of those stockings one more time. "Maybe not."

He wanted to be sure about what had stopped him. But asking felt like it would ruin the moment — this moment, he wanted to live in a bit longer.

End of July

Date: 2018-08-06 02:40 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
At the mention of the whip, his free hand drifted to his chest, to prod at one of the spots where she'd struck him.

"Oh, no, the whip was all right." Nothing he couldn't handle. Likely he'd have some welts and bruises for a few days. That much didn't even seem worth the sip of blood it'd take to fix them.

He finally lifted himself off the floor a little: rolling onto his side and propping himself up on a forearm. His other hand stayed on her leg.

"Close to the end, there — it felt like somethin' was holdin' me down. Was that you?"

End of July

Date: 2018-08-06 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
It was surprising to learn she'd been practicing that bit as well... even if it shouldn't have been. Probably she'd been working on that skill ever since the incident with Matt.

It still made something twist in his gut to think what would've happened if he'd slipped, if he'd hit her skin at just the wrong angle, or if she'd delayed a second longer. To think that it could happen again. Feeling the urge wasn't anything new, but normally — even in the throes of a high — he had enough of a grip on himself that the fangs didn't come out. He'd had a long time to practice fitting a leash to the howling beast in the back of his mind, stuffing it down in the dark where it belonged. Drowning it in other pleasures to keep it quiet.

He didn't like knowing that it had found a way out.

"No, I'm glad you did it. It's good that you can." So she had nothing to apologize for.

"I am gonna worry about it, though." She got that, right? Accidents could still happen. "I mean, I came real close to hurtin' us both, just there."

End of July

Date: 2018-08-06 06:59 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
Of all the things she said, even if I don't like all of you was the part that brought his smile back.

Love was funny.

And scary. And painful. And she wanted all of it; she wanted to give him all of it, the whole wonderful mess.

It was hard to believe he was worthy of it. To not think that he'd somehow managed to trick her into falling for him, and that any day now she was going to realize how much of a piece of shit he was. It wasn't pure self-loathing: he had more than enough past experience to expect that somewhere down the road.

But this — right now — this was really nice.

"You're amazin'," he said in a quiet voice, watching her with peaceful eyes while she stroked his hair. "Have I said that often enough?"

End of July

Date: 2018-08-06 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
The nose boop kicked his smile into a fill-on grin. Fucking precious. He lifted a hand to rest against the side of her neck — it was just the easiest way to touch her, at the moment.

"As dungeon floors go, I would call this one fairly hygienic, but. It is cold." Warmer since he'd been lying down on it, but every spot where his skin hadn't touched was still quite cool, and every time he shifted, he felt the cold all over again.

"I'll go and fetch me clothes, and the rest of the whiskey." He leaned up to kiss her one more time before he stood, letting out a small oof on the way up. Standing made him much more aware of how sore and tired he was — so he wasn't going to hurry in his errand. She could take all the time she needed for herself.

End of July

Date: 2018-08-07 02:05 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
He hadn’t dressed, but was holding his clothes in one hand with the bottle in the other. He draped the bottle arm around her shoulders and gave her a small, mischievous smile. Walking through the halls like this, in his skivvies with her on his arm, both of them looking perfectly disheveled — that’d make him feel plenty good for a start.

The choice was a tough one, and it made him let out a hard breath before he decided.

“First one, then the other?” A bath, then the coke, to be specific. “I’ll probably need a fresh boost of energy come evenin’.”

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