[Pulls his hand away and frowns, rubbing his own crotch.] You'll have to prove yourself worthy of that uniform. Strip! [Backs up a step, easily breaking Tarrant's grip, which had eased when Avon stroked himself and Tarrant's attention was distracted by the promising bulge in the snug, black trousers.]
(OOC-in case you're wondering, the uniforms are tight-fitting trousers, short jackets and button-front shirts, all black with silver piping in this AU submarine scenario--so Tarrant may have gone to Space Command, but he transferred later to the Submarine Corps, desiring more periscope/ torpedo tube action than was available in space. )
There. That's all you're getting from me. I'm not a dancing boy--I strip for *no* man.
[Tarrant sees Avon's anger at this. With his superior force and agility, he pushes Avon against the wall, pinning his wrists to the wall, pushing his crotch against Avon's.]
*No* man.
[Kisses Avon roughly, making Avon more and more aroused.]
[Evil grin]Ahh. You're not half the man Travis was. You don't know how to tame inferior officers, do you, Kerr?
[Lets Avon go and takes a few steps back. Laughs:]
Let's just see you try, pretty boy.
[OOC: I think Tarrant wants Avon to practically rape him, bet he enjoyed it when Travis did (repeatedly!). Tarrant is a most obedient bottom only if you get him chained/cuffed. Feel free to improvise, and indulge in any kinks you want.]
(OOC-I'll have to think how to respond to this fairly large chunk- let's try taking it in smaller segments ok?- it works out better for me, if f'instance, Tarrant refuses to strip more than his cuffs and you stop there and you let *me* decide if Avon is angered by that... frankly, I think he would have been amused & it also helps if you let me decide if Avon is aroused by what Tarrant's doing, etc.)
[[OOC: You reply to that, and decide whatever you want. I'll reply in a smaller chunk. You can explain away what Tarrant thought he was doing:), ok? Sorry for the chunk:(]]
[Grins and parts Tarrant's buttocks with one hand, pushing the end of the crop against him.] That's right. I'll teach you to be a real man. [Reaches under and pulls on Tarrant's balls to distract him as he shoves the first half-inch of crop inside Tarrant's arse.] That's what you need, isn't it?
[The pain in his arse has turned to sweet pleasure, and Avon's tug at his balls brings more sweet pain. Tarrant's nipples are erect, needing, his whole body quivering with anticipation.]
[Avon pauses, decides the honest desperation in the 'sir' makes it as good as a forced 'master', and pushes the well-greased crop in a few more inches, then back out again, rocking it slightly.] You will not come until I'm in you, Rightenant. That is an order. [Pushes the crop in halfway, and lets go, leaving it sticking out of Tarrant as he moves back in front of the kneeling man.] Acknowledge my order!
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(OOC-in case you're wondering, the uniforms are tight-fitting trousers, short jackets and button-front shirts, all black with silver piping in this AU submarine scenario--so Tarrant may have gone to Space Command, but he transferred later to the Submarine Corps, desiring more periscope/ torpedo tube action than was available in space. )
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Prove myself? Hah!
[Unbuttons his collar and cuffs]
There. That's all you're getting from me. I'm not a dancing boy--I strip for *no* man.
[Tarrant sees Avon's anger at this. With his superior force and agility, he pushes Avon against the wall, pinning his wrists to the wall, pushing his crotch against Avon's.]
*No* man.
[Kisses Avon roughly, making Avon more and more aroused.]
[Evil grin]Ahh. You're not half the man Travis was. You don't know how to tame inferior officers, do you, Kerr?
[Lets Avon go and takes a few steps back. Laughs:]
Let's just see you try, pretty boy.
[OOC: I think Tarrant wants Avon to practically rape him, bet he enjoyed it when Travis did (repeatedly!). Tarrant is a most obedient bottom only if you get him chained/cuffed. Feel free to improvise, and indulge in any kinks you want.]
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[The pain in his arse has turned to sweet pleasure, and Avon's tug at his balls brings more sweet pain. Tarrant's nipples are erect, needing, his whole body quivering with anticipation.]
Fuck me, Sir, fuck me hard with it.
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Yes... Sir.
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