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🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻. ( while it's their main purpose, not all of these apply specifically to a sexual context; they can be used for whatever. feel free to adjust to your needs. )
❛ how far do you want to go? ❜ ❛ what sounds like fun? ❜ ❛ can i touch you here? ❜ ❛ do you want more? ❜ ❛ is this good? ❜ ❛ are you sure you're okay with that? ❜ ❛ what would turn you on? ❜ ❛ can we try something new? ❜ ❛ do you want me to stop? ❜ ❛ do you want me to keep going? ❜ ❛ should i put on a condom? ❜ ❛ do you want to spend the night at my place? ❜ ❛ what excites you? ❜ ❛ can i go down on you? ❜ ❛ are you sure you're ready for this? ❜ ❛ can i help you out of that? ❜ ❛ do you want me to help you unzip? ❜ ❛ do you want to just cuddle? ❜ ❛ how do you like that? ❜ ❛ can we do something different tonight? ❜ ❛ are you alright? ❜ ❛ how do you want it? ❜ ❛ how does that feel? ❜ ❛ wanna try a new position? ❜ ❛ wanna give it a go? ❜ ❛ can i put it in my mouth? ❜ ❛ do you like that? ❜ ❛ are you still doing okay? ❜ ❛ is it okay if i touch you here? ❜ ❛ can i kiss you? ❜ ❛ do you need a break? ❜ ❛ what do you need? ❜ ❛ is it okay if we don't do this tonight? ❜ ❛ i'm gonna put it in now, is that okay? ❜ ❛ what do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ does that sound good to you? ❜ ❛ if you need me to stop, just say the word, okay? ❜ ❛ do you want me to use my fingers? ❜ ❛ is there something specific you want me to do? ❜ ❛ is there something you don't want me to do? ❜
" i don't know. i think maybe it's just the way microwaves work. " she sighs, wringing out the sponge again. " all i know is i'm never making the mistake of not cutting up the pieces just right ever again. "
"I wonder why," Mairi mused. "could it be cos of the oil in the butter? or does it curdle the dairy?"
" aw, you're not a stray to me, nnoitra. " she giggles, shaking her head. no, doing things for others was one of the biggest ways she shows she cares for someone. they're hungry? can't afford a meal? she'll be happy to get food for them. doing things for others, helping them in someway, it's second nature for agatha. she just gets so happy when she gets to help someone and do things for them.
when he specifies that he'd prefer his name to be used, she gives an understanding nod. " okay, i'll go with that, then. " her smile grows as she speaks. she wouldn't want to make him uncomfortable by referring to him with things he doesn't want to be called. hopefully she doesn't slip up and do it on accident!
" as for me, i'm fine with whatever, but also you don't have to go out of your way with pet names. " she laughs softly, taking another sip of her milkshake. it was starting to melt a little and getting easier to drink through the straw now. she doesn't feel quite so worried about a brainfreeze, either, taking another sip. " something cute like honey, sweetheart, that's fine. or you can just call me agatha or aggie. i don't have much of a preference one way or another. "
her gaze lifts as the waitress returns with their food. " this looks delicious, thank you. " agatha takes a second to tuck her napkin into the collar of her blouse. she looks to nnoitra's plate, smiling in amusement. " they don't call that one 'the tower' for nothing, huh? " she asks with a giggle. she'd probably have to squish the burger to be able to eat it. her own burger was fairly normal in size, certainly easy enough to eat. her mouth is already watering from the smell of it.
she thinks to herself a little as she begins to eat, bouncing her leg. " what kind of movies do you like? personally, i'm a big fan of horror. i like fantasy and sci-fi, too! but you'd know that already, you've seen my collection of movies. " agatha says with a sheepish laugh. " i enjoy the same genres with books, too. "
With how eager she seemed to answer the question, he'd clearly picked a good one. Maybe his social skills were improving? He was surprised to hear she was so fond of animals that she'd wanna live on a farm. Nnoitra --- didn't like animals. They didn't like him, and he didn't like them. He had a personal grudge against cats at this point, because of all the attention Tulip and Pantera had gotten ( Grimmjow's cats ). Dogs always barked at him because they saw him as a threat. He hated horses and sheep because their appearances just freaked him out for no reason... Yeah, living on a farm? He disliked the thought of being surrounded by that many animals. He did, however, feel drawn towards an outdoorsy life like that. He could definitely get used to physical work ( he did have a pretty physical job to begin with ).
Realistically, she just wanted a dog and a couple of cats. If they were going to date - and if things went well - they'd probably end up living together at some point. Nnoitra had lived with animals before, so yeah... He could get used to it, but he wouldn't be happy about it.
Why was he even thinking about this? She wasn't interested in him like that.
Or was she?! Because next, she DID ask a question that indicated that she DID want to date him. Nnoitra had no fucking idea what to do with these mixed signals.
What kind of pet names did he like? She was saying she'd refer to him as my boyfriend when speaking about him to other people... This wasn't something she would've told him if she wasn't serious about wanting to date him. Was he over-complicating things? Damn, and here he'd thought he was getting better at reading social situations... Turns out he really was TERRIBLE at it.
❝ Strays need love too, huh? That explains why yer always feedin' me. ❞ He joked, buying himself some time. Man oh man, he had NO IDEA what kind of pet-names he liked. His exes had both been guys, and Nnoitra had disliked the pet-names they'd used for him. Kyota had for the most part just called him "nnoi", which was fine... Though he preferred his whole name. Grimmjow had called him "babe", and Nnoitra had always disliked it ( though he'd accepted it, and gotten used to it ). But - having a guy use a pet-name for you and having a girl do it... It was not the same. That's why Nnoitra didn't know what to answer.
❝ I prefer my name. ❞ He eventually decided on. ❝ Pet-names really don't suit me, yanno? ❞ He was grinning a little. Yeah, they didn't suit him. He was NOT a "darling", or a "sweetheart". He was a fucking asshole. ❝ Ya can't look at me 'n think I look like a dear. ❞ He leaned back in his seat, gesturing to himself with his vacant hand, while he exhaled a laugh. ❝ What'cha prefer 'ta be called? All'a 'da pet-names would suit ya. ❞ He's used to call Kyota "princess" as a joke, which the other had hated. Grimmjow? He'd ironically called him "sunshine". What would he call Agatha?
“ you’re scared. you’re not thinking straight. ” ghost says it far too calmly - for a man coated in blood.
outlast: whistleblower. / accepting!
her heart pounds harshly against her ribs as she stares up at ghost. she really, really wishes she and the vampire could stop meeting like this. she's not sure how much more of being scared awake she can take! in the faerie's fright, she had scrambled to grab the nearest object: a flashlight she kept by her bed in case of power outages. it was a pretty hefty flashlight and could easily be used for defense, though it would've probably felt more like getting hit by a stick to the vampire, if that much. agatha only wields it defensively, holding it out from herself as she had scrambled back against her pillows, knees drawn to her chest to make herself smaller. with all the blood, she didn't even recognize him.
" y-yeah? well, y-you— y-you'd be s-s-scared, too! " she snaps back, though it was ghost, so probably not. other vampires were likely frightened of him and agatha wouldn't blame them. he's certainly terrifying to wake up to! more so when he's coated in blood, like now. her gaze travels downward, over his blood-soaked clothes, boots, then the floor. " i-i-i j-just cleaned the floor in here. " oh, yeah, way to have your priorities in check, agatha. what can she really say, though?
agatha looks away and manages to calm herself a little, the hand holding the flashlight lowering to rest atop the now bunched up blankets, her legs relaxing as she straightens them out. she sighs, leaning forward and holding her head in her hand. the exhaustion was hitting her again, but she doesn't lay back down, she just sets the flashlight aside and gets out of bed.
she fumbles for her glasses, putting them on. " come on, l-let's g-get you cleaned up, ghost. i-i'll g-get the shower going, you can change out of y-your clothes and— a-and i-i'll wash them for you. "