BDSM, huh?

[volginswaifu]

[Yes indeed, an entire room filled with anything you could possibly imagine. Raikov was nothing short of ecstatic when he found the place, testing out whips and gags, blindfolds and handcuffs, not to mention a few intricate knives.]

[...and ginger root.[Oh, he was in heaven! Unfortunately, anybody who walked in at any given moment might not be,

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[neurotic_insect]

[IGNORING THE BLONDE MAN. SO MUCH.]

[But Dimitri is showing some vague interest in the riding crops; testing their weight and all that jazz.]

[volginswaifu]

[THIS HAIR IS SHIMMERING SILVER, YOU IMBECILE!]

[Ivan shows some vague interest in Dimitri, glaring daggers into the back of his neck.] What do you think you're doing?

[neurotic_insect]

[IT ALL LOOKED THE SAME AFTER A WHILE.]

Performing close observations on the paraphernalia. [He gave the crop a few swings before setting it back down. It was very rare you saw this much leather in one place. Perhaps he could find a sturdy pair of boots.]

[volginswaifu]

[IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL YOU'VE BEEN BLINDED.]

Can't you do it later? [He puts a hand on his hip.] I was here first! I don't want your prying eyes spying on me.

[musthatefrogs]

[Oh look. Guess who rolled right in, eventually. He was looking for you.]

Ivan? You...

[He paused. Yeah, he saw the stuff around them. Then, he might have smirked all too much after.

He loved how Ivan thought.]

[volginswaifu]

Oh, Yevgeny! There you are. Hehe, look at what I found~

[He placed his hands on his behind and licked his lips, still wearing those skintight leather pants.]

Everything we could ever want, and all in one place.

[musthatefrogs]

[Volgin had to cop a feel for himself, pinching at Raikov's buttocks and ending with a slap in passing, before taking long strides around the room to ... survey its inventory.]

I suppose they wouldn't mind if we took some of it back to our place for ourselves, yes?

[volginswaifu]

Ohh~ [He smirked, allowing the other man to pinch him. The slap caught him a bit off guard, though.] Oh!

If they do, I don't care. I already have a whole cartful of things to take back. [He pointed over at said card with his thumb.]

[captiveserpent]

[Snake doesn't even seem to realize that someone else was in the room; he's somewhat hypnotized by the array of collars displayed near the door.]

Hnn...

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan notices Snake, ducking behind a rack of clothes to peer at him from just over it.]

[Which Snake was that one...? It wasn't the one from Groznyj Grad, was it? If it was...

He takes a breath and approaches.]

Hey, you!

[captiveserpent]

[Snake's head jerks up, a startled look crossing his face as he cautiously watches the unknown man's approach. He glances to the door, mentally mapping out an escape route should this stranger prove to be dangerous.]

What?

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan leans in, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. He knew there were different "Snakes" wandering around, and for the life of him...he couldn't tell the difference.]

Speak Russian?