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Jan 15, 2012 19:05

He leads her through the door into a dark area with a giving floor that rises in places to become supports of various kinds. There are supplies and toys tucked in various alcoves close at hand, and it is the home of a nearly continuous orgy. There are half a dozen people here now, both patrons and workers, engaged in couplings and more ( Read more... )

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loves_lasses January 16 2012, 03:13:52 UTC
Robert gave her a curious look. He remembered meeting her/him (it hardly mattered, he could feel for anyone that needed him) once before. But it had been brief.

"I'm glad you find it of interest." His voice was warm and dark as he stepped closer to her. He hadn't felt much raw desire for strangers since he'd wed, but since this person had entered The Sin, it had been rising, fed by the need for something he/she could not express.

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burnbrightnfast January 16 2012, 03:36:29 UTC
Desire hadn't meant to be vague, but humans were so very... well. Different. Sometimes. With no help from Desire, they came up with the most wicked dreams, with no assistance from Destruction they destroyed themselves.

It was amazing, what humanity could accomplish when left to their own devices.

Desire always wanted - that was her nature, his very essence - but that want was so changable, 'twas impossible to track all the time. Even Desire often stopped paying attention to any but the most current need. In this case, Robert.

She wanted to prove the man had his own desires, beyond those of others. "There's so very much here, a bit for everyone."

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loves_lasses January 16 2012, 04:39:28 UTC
"That's what I desired, pleasure for everyone." He came close, and looking into the amber eyes, he placed a hand on the neck, stroking the jawbone.

He's been told before, his desire to please must have a dark undercurrent, and he sees no reason not to believe it. He's just never been aware of it.

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burnbrightnfast January 16 2012, 05:10:48 UTC
Desire would tug it out of him, tonight. It had every intention of winning some kind of game.

Her face tilted into his hand, turning slightly to catch his thumb in her teeth. it just wanted to plant a seed in him, something she could feed and watch grow - perhaps something long term.

There weren't enough long-term entertainments left in the village.

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