neutronium | CUDDLR

Hux(34)

I'm not interested in your bleeding hearts. If you're under the age of 25, click X. I enjoy people who are competent and actually know how to do their jobs, and do them well.

Also, leather.

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YES

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From:

vexy

leather + that un: "control"

made me think of bdsm, but i could be barking up the wrong tree?

From:

neutronium

I do not know what 'BDSM' is.

At least, where I come from, that is not a term.

But I enjoy leather, yes. I also do not mind providing others control, if they need it. If they prove interesting enough.

[Ren was the only person he ever subjugated himself to. And now...he is gone. He isn't sure how to deal with that.]

From:

vexy

[ He seemed to be like the type of fellow who'd be into Webster's, so Vex went ahead and copied the definition for him. ]

BDSM "sexual activity involving such practices as the use of physical restraints, the granting and relinquishing of control, and the infliction of pain BDSM refers to a range of sexual preferences that generally relate to enjoyment of physical control, psychological control, and/or pain.

It can be broken down into six overarching components: bondage and discipline, domination and submission, and sadism and masochism. Bondage and discipline consist of using physical or psychological restraints, domination and submission involve an exchange of power and control, and sadism and masochism refer to taking pleasure in others' or one's own pain or humiliation."

what sort of blokes interest you?

Edited (whoa HTML) Date: 2016-11-12 02:30 am (UTC)

From:

neutronium

I'd prefer to avoid inflicting too much pain. While I enjoy some of it, it is...complicated. Domination, submission, bondage and discipline--that is something I am familiar with.

I am not here to humiliate anyone. I just wish to find mutual pleasure in things we enjoy. [Consent; he is very careful about that.]

From:

vexy

i'm not a big fan of drawing blood or anything like that. restraints, whips, spanking. i like to be controlled and disciplined.

i suppose it stems from me being a fae, my power is to control others: like a puppet on a string. so i'm used to being top of the food chain, making others bow to me.

granted, not so much here, it's all about consent here. i dunno, i think i was just wondering if you had a firm hand you liked to use, if it satisfied you.

From:

neutronium

A fae?

So if your power is to control others, you enjoy losing that control. Is that what you are telling me?

From:

vexy

supernatural creatures i suppose you might call em. we're all called fae but there are types, like pixies and nymphs and sirens. i'm a mesmer, a puppetmaster.

yeah, that's the gist of it.

From:

neutronium

Ah.

I've dealt with your sort, before. With a girl named Bo.

But yes, I can provide that. I have rules though.

From:

vexy

yeah Bo's from my world

alright

[ Here it comes: Whether he can actually deal with this bloke or not. ]

From:

neutronium

....Interesting.

I request no kissing on the lips.

I do not submit to people I do not trust.

The lone person I trust has left, so I am only interested in dominating you.

I have all the equipment.

From:

vexy

[ Wow, alright. That was a lot simpler than he expected. ]

deal.

you want a special day for it or whenever the fancy strikes you?

From:

neutronium

It's whatever you prefer. While I am known for having...schedules, I do not for that.

From:

vexy

wanna try me out tomorrow then? whenever. i work 8pm-4am but other than that i'm free

From:

neutronium

Perhaps the day after? I work day shift at the police station, and I am not off until 7.

[Of course he is cop.]

From:

vexy

[ OF COURSE.

Well, Vex was going to have to take some time off, clearly, because this was worth missing a day for. ]

that works. send me the gps to your place when you're ready for me then.

From:

neutronium

[Hux sends coordinates.]
Come over day after tomorrow, 7:30. Don't be late.

From:

vexy

[ As tempting as it was to rebel against an order and be a minute late, as it was in Vex's very nature to do, he didn't know the likes and dislikes of this new Dom. It would be a shame if he was thrown out on his ass without getting it paddled first, all because he wanted to be cheeky. There were plenty of people he could be obnoxious to, this encounter wasn't about asserting his personality- it was about discipline. It had been too long since he'd had a true taste of it.

When he arrived, on time, he wore a suit. Black, pressed, fashionable without being flashy. Naturally he still had the wild hair, and flawless makeup, but that was Vex. He didn't bring anything else, not a collar, not a toy, he left it all up to this... Hux fellow. Hey, three letters with an 'x' at the end? Sounds familiar, funny how he only thought about that now while he was staring at his door.

Oh. Yes. Knock knock. Or ring ring, if there's a doorbell. ]

From:

neutronium

[Hux hates lateness; Vex was right to be on time--because it isn't the way to endear himself, or to be playful. A first meeting that started like that would most likely get him tossed out. A good learner, already.

Hux, himself, is dressed in a pair of black slacks, a black shirt, a red tie, and red suspenders. He has on red leather gloves, as well. His hair is perfect, slicked back--even though it is longer than regulation, he has found that he likes it, that way.

When Vex will enter, he'll see the house is strangely...in compliment to Hux's wear. All blacks, reds, whites; sparse with modern touches. It's clear the man has an aesthetic.

Opening the door, he gives Vex a once over, and a small flicker of a smirk, before stepping aside, allowing him to enter.]

To my underlings, being on time, is often considered late. Glad you managed to be on time, at least.

Edited Date: 2016-11-15 05:31 am (UTC)

From:

vexy

[ It was nice to see a ginger who wasn't scared of wearing red, an old fashion myth that got thrown away with the brave and the bold. This bloke wore it with style, paired with black, and had the air of someone who took exactly zero lip from anyone. Vex could feel his skin prickle with anticipation, equal parts fear and arousal.

As much as he wanted to take in his surroundings, he only allowed himself a brief glance before his focus honed in on Hux. He was clearly the most important thing in the room, and if he was caught staring at anything else- even an emergency exit- he'd likely be making a grave mistake. Still, what he had seen was unsurprising, all clean-lines and efficiency. ]

Yes sir.

[ No sarcasm, no back-chat, his voice was soft, clear and even. No excuses, no opinions- Vex's chatter didn't matter here unless explicitly stated otherwise. If there was a next time, he'd just have to make damn sure to be early. Oh hell, it'd been a long time since he felt this whipped without one being used yet, it was thrilling. ]

From:

neutronium

[Oh, those two words put a little smile on his lips. Because, really, this may go better than he thought; Vex seems to know what he is about.]

Excellent. Now, before we start,

[Hux starts to circle around the other man slowly, a gloved hand brushing up along the nape of his neck, then along his shoulders. It's a feather-light touch, but still there, cool leather against flesh and material.]

I suppose we should lay out ground rules. I need to know your hard nos, your safe word, and your non-verbal safety motion.

[Because there will be times that Vex won't be able to talk.]

From:

vexy

[ That touch was like a kiss of against his skin, and a leather one at that. He could feel goosebumps rising on his arms as a result, followed by a slight shiver down his spine. ]

I don't like to bleed too much.

[ Then his dark mahogany eyes, almost black due to the dilation of his pupils, met Hux's to emphasize the seriousness of his next words. ]

No safety.

[ Vex wasn't what you'd call a 'tough guy', or fellow with anything to prove. But when to came to BDSM, he preferred to sky-dive without the parachute. But if Hux insisted on something, that was up to him, Vex had no plans on using it. ]

From:

neutronium

Noted.

[Hux quirks an eyebrow, his pale green eyes watching Vex.]

Are you sure? For all you know, I could be deeply into vore. I could take off a hand, for my enjoyment.

[He isn't into vore, of course; but he is wanting to make a point. A little smirk, as he steps in closer, with barely a breath between them. A large intake of breath would cause their chests to press against one another.

From:

vexy

[ He wanted to mouth off so badly, something along the lines of 'if you can figure out a way to eat me without making me bleed, then I guess I asked for it, but he swallowed it back. This wasn't his first rodeo, and in order to be taken seriously he had to show off his ability to behave. His eyes were far less controlled - a flash of fear and hostility. His adam's apple bobbed as he replied carefully. ]

My power is in my hands, I feed through them. If you take them off, I'll starve to death.

[ Even though he technically could still survive with one, what a waste that would be! He hoped that got the point across without diving into too much detail of how important they were to him, or how his entire species met a grisly end via having theirs lopped off. His past wasn't relevant here, his existed only in that moment as Hux's to do with as he pleased. ]

From:

neutronium

[Hux sees what flashes in Vex's eyes, and luckily there is an explanation. If he truly was a dark man, the evil creature so many people believe him to be, he'd take those hands just because of what Vex said.

But he isn't. He is simply a man who loves control, and sees the way to right chaos in the universe in sweeping, brutal gestures.

He gives a little nod.]

A strange thing, to feed through hands; but I did not know that.

Apologies.

[His face doesn't soften, but he does mean what he says; he knows that people have weak points, and this is not where he is seeking to exploit them.

Still, moving on--]

So no safe word, or signal. I will simply assume you can stop me, if you wish to.

[If he has powers, he most likely could deal with Hux. It would be like playing with Ren.

Stepping back, he puts his hands behind his back.]

Stay here.

[He turns on his heel, and moves over to the couch. There is a side table, and he opens the drawer, pulling out a collar and chain.

Walking back over, he opens the metal and leather collar with a 'click', and smirks.]

Shall we start, then?

From:

vexy

[ The apology surprised him, but not in a bad way. It was nice to know this fellow wasn't a complete asshole, though it wouldn't have mattered to Vex even if he was. So long as he was good at bondage, who really gave a damn about his personality? The assumption was funny, inaccurate, but funny- outside of Eudio it would've been true. Then again, Vex usually liked to have his hands restrained in those situations too.

He kept all of that to himself, instead he silently watched as the collar was retrieved. He was unable to keep the brief grin from tugging at the corner of his lips when he saw it, obviously pleased. It was a very simple design, but it definitely got the point across.

His chin rose high, his neck naked and ready to be 'claimed'. ]

Yes sir.