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LIAR HELL OR BUST

Who: More Idols
Where: Liar Hell
When: Tuesday Morning

[ What's everyone up to this morning? Still stuck in Hell? Busy doing crimes? Maybe, like some people, you hopped on a train from Vengeance Hell to get over here! Hope you didn't have to give up anything too precious for that.

In any case, however you've ended up here there's still plenty to do. Shopping, restaurants, movie theaters, maybe you can even find a tour bus to make the rounds of some of the other shows being filmed here! ]

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[ pauses to look back at her again, frowning. ]

... hey, you know I don't want to hurt you, right? Never, ever on purpose?

Yes... I mean, not for-real hurt, definitely.

I have like, zero interest in hurting you in bed, though, too.

[ pauses thoughtfully, as she pulls out a ?? vibrator?? fuzzy handcuffs?? to look at ]

... I guess-- biting is one thing, 'specially when you heal from it right away... though that's kinda iffy too, I guess... y'know, in general. ... for me. I dunno about you.

Mm... Don't think that's really my jam. I mean, I definitely don't wanna hurt you. But if that's what you want...

[looks kind of uncomfortable before she schools her face back into place]

I mean, I said I'd try anything, so. It's cool if you're happy, so...

Hey, don't-- don't do that.

[ sets the stuff down on the bed's edge and comes back over, gently cupping her cheeks. ]

Your wants are important to me too, okay? And like-- it doesn't have to be one or the other. You can say "no, I don't want this" and that's that. I'm not gonna make you try stuff just cuz if you don't like the idea of it.

[ kisses her, lightly, on the forehead. ]

... it feels wrong if it's like that, y'know? My happiness doesn't supersede yours. 'Specially not in bed.

Yeah, but...

[she trails off, no argument to follow. Eventually she gives up--actually considers the issue, pursing her lips]

...I don't want hitting. Or like--play that's kinda mean. And I don't--I don't know about being tied up, or whatever. I could do it to you, if you wanted, but not...serious. But if it's more, uh...teasing being bossy, or laying out challenges, or something...that's okay. ...To give or to, ah, receive.

[pauses]

I mean, other types of stuff's good, too. But just focusing on sex dungeon stuff, it's mostly this. If that's, uh, cool with you.

That's totally cool with me. I do love it when you're bossy... and teasing you's fun, too. I do want to try being tied up one day. "Not serious" sounds good though. Nothin' we can't get out of if we really tried to, right?

[ nuzzles her cheek, warmly. ]

Thanks, baby. Sorry for the bad joke before.

[her cheek is hot, and she shakes her head, tugging her in closer]

'S fine, I can take a joke. ...I can take other stuff, too, if you ask nice.

[and she waggles her eyebrows suggestively, attempting to salvage the mood]

[ mood: salvaged. she laughs a little, pink, as she climbs into nem's lap. ]

Mm, what kinda stuff?

[smirks up at her, arousal creeping back into her self-conscious flush. she wriggles a bit under Requiem, comfortable; rests her hands low at Req's hips; flicks her gaze up to the mirror above them before looking back]

Mm... Looked like you had some toys and stuff... Could see what you could get up to with those. Think there was some dress-up stuff, too, if you wanted.

[ she grinds down against her, settling her hands over Nem's, her dress hiked up high along her thigh. ]

Grabbed a couple things, yeah... you want me to put something sexy on? Got any requests?

[Her fingers flutter where they are--squeeze the firm flesh beneath them as she moves against Requiem with a little more purpose]

...Garters're always good. But feel free to surprise me. I like your taste.

[Waggles her eyebrows at that, too]

[ her wings fluff a little, pleased, and her expression mirrors it, squeezing nem's hands as she wiggles a little in her lap.

But a moment later she leans down to gently kiss her, as she pulls away and stands up, touch lingering on her hands. ]

I can work with that.

Certainly hope so.

[She raises both hands to keep contact even as Requiem stands; chases just enough to give a peck of her own]

...So, where do you want me?

Sit somewhere and gimme a min. Maybe look through some more of those toys?

[ Raises her hands to kiss her knuckles, before letting her go and heading over to the costume closet.

garters. garters... ]

[what can she say, she likes legs. she also shivers at the contact more than one might expect with half your hands made of metal but hey. after a beat of just watching her go (lucky, lucky), Nemesis slides off the bed to take a look at the toy collection, which is hung on the wall like something out of a spy movie....if the big fight scene was involving a different type of shooting and hand-to-hand action

in short, it's impressive, and she takes a bit to just gawk before actually considering the options]

...Uhh. There anything in particular you're interested in, or some requests for me...?

Surprise me while I surprise you, baby. I can handle anything you throw at me.

... or put in me, I guess.

[huffs, amused]

That sounds like a challenge...

[eyes a few things before giving the room another onceover, considering]

You do like a challenge, don't you?

[ draws the curtain to block the front of the closet, so she can get changed.

the only thing she'd grabbed from one of the toy drawers before is a little bullet vibe and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs (before their bondage talk), so... the world is your oyster, girl. ]

Of course. Question is, are you gonna bite off more than you can chew. Or maybe light on the teeth, for now. I dunno if we gotta pay for this stuff later...

[mostly looks interested in the seating situation before pulling out a few different options and setting them aside for easy reference]

[ there sure seem to be a lot of seating options! ... most of them with bars and tie rings and leather and probably places to attach toys, how lewd.

after a few minutes req peeks around the curtain to see what nem's up to, before pulling the curtain aside to reveal--!!!

a cat costume of some sort? she's already got a tail, half-curled behind her, so no need for the fake one. And the requested garters! Thankfully the back is low enough to let her wings easily shove through, too. ]

Find anything good?

I have now.

[The smarmy tone and waggly eyebrows may be undercut a bit by her genuine blush; not that Requiem doesn't always look good in her clothes but it's somehow different when those clothes were picked out for her.

(And yes, the garters are a nice touch.)

Nemesis coughs lightly, then pulls up more bravado--drops into a large, plush leather chair (its rings and toy crevices are a bit more subtly hidden), then pats a partly spread thigh.]

Mm, is the pretty kitty going to come a little closer?

Meow~❤

[ says it despite her very red expression; she's grinning, though, and approaches as she sits.

Req bends over towards her, planting a hand to the side of her leg and carefully resting her knee between Nem's and balancing there, tail waving languid behind her. ]

What a sweet girl. I wonder if the pretty girl will let me pet her. She does look very soft.

[a flush over her own cheeks, she reaches out slow to stroke over Req's cheek, scratch lightly under her chin]

[ i can't believe we somehow slammed facefirst into pet play trying to avoid baby's first bondage? amazing.

she seems to be somewhere on the verge of laughter, through a combination of embarrassment and genuine amusement, but manages to keep it to a grin, tilting her head into Nem's touch with half-lidded eyes and settling her free hand gently against her thigh. ]

Mmm~ Pet me all you want, gorgeous.

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