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Intriguing possibilities
Sometimes being impulsive serves him well.
In fairness, it hadn't been all impulse. He'd thought about it, mulled it over, checked with Neil. But in the end, the distance between wanting and doing had been very short. And here he is.
Here they are.
It's strange, being in this room again - with the same tools, some of the same intentions, but not with Dean. For a time he had thought of this as somehow wholly their room, no matter how many other people used it: a place that existed outside of the normal rules of time and space, where all the walls could come down.
This isn't really very much like that. But that's fine. He doesn't want that kind of hellish descent right now. And Helen has plenty of her own charms.
"So," he says, opening the bag and starting to pull out the cuffs, the flogger, the cane. "I know you told me what you like, but tell me again. And tell me what's absolutely off the table."
In fairness, it hadn't been all impulse. He'd thought about it, mulled it over, checked with Neil. But in the end, the distance between wanting and doing had been very short. And here he is.
Here they are.
It's strange, being in this room again - with the same tools, some of the same intentions, but not with Dean. For a time he had thought of this as somehow wholly their room, no matter how many other people used it: a place that existed outside of the normal rules of time and space, where all the walls could come down.
This isn't really very much like that. But that's fine. He doesn't want that kind of hellish descent right now. And Helen has plenty of her own charms.
"So," he says, opening the bag and starting to pull out the cuffs, the flogger, the cane. "I know you told me what you like, but tell me again. And tell me what's absolutely off the table."