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trashyboyfriendsWhere: Midas - Sasan, Sanji's house in Aventine
CW: Master/Servant play, dub/non-con roleplay, will update
[ Sanji's taste for the taboo is considered deviant even among Mongrels, but he's no stranger to being called similar back home. His own crew are keenly aware of his choice in literature, where his educational books on fish and other edibles of the sea (whose margins are filled with recipes for the curious) are greatly outnumbered by the vast quantities of erotic magazines that are tucked in with them. Unlike home, however, legality is a concern here - else he not only places himself in danger, but others who are with him. Others he cares about.
Wade and he keep their adventures with flouting the caste divide behind closed doors, flirting with discovery by the occasional indiscretion - a text, a video, a fleeting touch in public when convinced none can see - but chief among these acts of deviance are where Sanji plays the role of master, and Wade adopts a persona as his servant. Scandalous already, this game they play... but delve a little deeper and you'll find another twist. Jasper, his sullen and unwilling retainer... the kind of attitude that invites humiliation by a cruel owner. Percy, ex-pet turned retainer, desperate for any way to please his master - perhaps, Sanji thinks, because he is keenly aware of what fate awaits him should he fail at this assignment. And both of them Sanji uses for his own enjoyment, even breaching protocol to do so.
It's a game that should leave Sanji feeling haunted for even considering it, but there's a certain something about Wade that makes it alright. Perhaps it's their talks, their trust, that strange shared mind that seems to enjoy these forays into darker territory for the light that awaits them on the other side, safe in each others' arms. ]
I'm not going out tonight, Jasper. Undress me.
[ Sanji - the master - lifts his arms out at his sides and waits for his retainer to act. He's fully dressed, having gone through the trouble of donning a fine three-piece suit and slim coat and gloves (he always wore gloves). The stern look on his face lessens for a moment as he breaks character to add: ]
Aah, what did we decide on for the safe word again?
CW: Master/Servant play, dub/non-con roleplay, will update
[ Sanji's taste for the taboo is considered deviant even among Mongrels, but he's no stranger to being called similar back home. His own crew are keenly aware of his choice in literature, where his educational books on fish and other edibles of the sea (whose margins are filled with recipes for the curious) are greatly outnumbered by the vast quantities of erotic magazines that are tucked in with them. Unlike home, however, legality is a concern here - else he not only places himself in danger, but others who are with him. Others he cares about.
Wade and he keep their adventures with flouting the caste divide behind closed doors, flirting with discovery by the occasional indiscretion - a text, a video, a fleeting touch in public when convinced none can see - but chief among these acts of deviance are where Sanji plays the role of master, and Wade adopts a persona as his servant. Scandalous already, this game they play... but delve a little deeper and you'll find another twist. Jasper, his sullen and unwilling retainer... the kind of attitude that invites humiliation by a cruel owner. Percy, ex-pet turned retainer, desperate for any way to please his master - perhaps, Sanji thinks, because he is keenly aware of what fate awaits him should he fail at this assignment. And both of them Sanji uses for his own enjoyment, even breaching protocol to do so.
It's a game that should leave Sanji feeling haunted for even considering it, but there's a certain something about Wade that makes it alright. Perhaps it's their talks, their trust, that strange shared mind that seems to enjoy these forays into darker territory for the light that awaits them on the other side, safe in each others' arms. ]
I'm not going out tonight, Jasper. Undress me.
[ Sanji - the master - lifts his arms out at his sides and waits for his retainer to act. He's fully dressed, having gone through the trouble of donning a fine three-piece suit and slim coat and gloves (he always wore gloves). The stern look on his face lessens for a moment as he breaks character to add: ]
Aah, what did we decide on for the safe word again?
