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[Somehow, it still surprises them how easy it is for Red Wine to drag them around. It’s that supernatural strength, he knows, but that doesn’t make it any less thrilling.]

I’ve been thinking about this for a while.

[It’s an easy admission, and they prop themself up on their elbow so they can watch him.]

So I’m a little eager.

[He glances up, enjoying the angle for a moment, then shifts himself closer with their chests almost touching.]

Too embarrassed to ask sooner? [The question doesn't really need an answer. He leans, reaches over to snag the straps with one finger and pull them nearer.]

I can hardly wait to see you wearing this.

A little.

[They reach up with the hand that’s not supporting their weight, playing with a strand of his hair. There’s a thoughtful look on his face, before they reach to pull his hair ribbon free.]

Y’wanna skip the falling apart bit?

[They look - and feel - incredibly smug.]

Mm... I'm sure we'll get there one way or another. [And he backs off enough to give Bailey room to move, all the while watching with a curious expression.

Red Wine, for his own part in this, fully intends to not be able to feel his legs when they're done. And he has absolute faith that Bailey will be able to deliver that aim.]

Since you're so eager...

I’m not going to be so easy this time!

[The more they say it, the more it’ll be true, right?

They’re a bit disappointed when he pulls back, but then they get a glint in their eyes. They wriggle out of their underwear, reaching for the harness and dildo. Slipping into it and fastening it goes... Actually quite smoothly, almost like Bailey’s done it before.

(Because they have - they were curious and intrigued and they didn’t want to embarrass themself even more than bringing it up would do.)]

You say that every time. [Red Wine points out with another of those crooked, amused smiles. No, he doesn't believe for a moment that he couldn't have the faun in pieces within minutes if he tried to, but for once this isn't about that. Bailey has something that they want to do, and far be it from Red Wine to stand in the way of it when they payout for himself is going to be well worth it too.

It looks very much as if they have done that before.

They've been practicing. Cute.]

And now? [He shifts in closer again.] Shall I put myself at your mercy, my dear?

It'll be true eventually.

[Because they're stubborn, and someday it'll be true. Probably. Maybe.

They push themself upright, reaching to stroke a hand through Red Wine's hair. The thought of him at their mercy really is more appealing than they thought they would be now that it's... Actually happening, and the thought of being in control is why they decided to bring this up anyways. They're still a bit nervous, admittedly, but...

They really want to wreck him.]

I think this is the part where that happens, yeah.

[But before they get him facedown, they pull him forward for a quick kiss that's surprisingly chaste on their end, everything considered.]

Of course. I have complete faith in you.

[And he does. Bailey has approached their escapades in the bedroom with the same solid determination with which they seem to approach every challenge they come up against. Red Wine has to admire it, and he's quietly grateful for it, given the circumstances of their first night together.

Bedding a virgin who was just 'curious' wasn't something he did terribly often.

He reaches up to catch the hand that brushes through his hair, and presses a kiss to the backs of Bailey's fingers. His bright red eyes never leave theirs, even for a moment. It's easy for Red Wine to give up control in this kind of situation - something he enjoys, even - but they would see if Bailey was able to control him.

That kiss is a good start. He smiles against it, chaste as it is, and leans in to chase it when the faun pulls away.]

I'll do anything you want.

[Anything they want. Those words shouldn't get to them as badly as they do, but... There's something about knowing that they're in control, that they can do whatever they want... It makes them more excited than they would have expected.

They want to ruin him.

They really hope they can ruin him.

They lean back, laughing as Red Wine follows them, before placing a finger to his lips. No more kisses for now.]

I want you on your hands and knees.

[For someone who exerts such extreme levels of control in most aspects of his life, Red Wine finds it very easy to give it up here. Maybe part of it is because of the effect it has on his partner.

He smiles against that finger on his lips, but stays quiet for long enough to let them speak.]

Is that right?

[Well, he isn't about to say no, but...] I have a suggestion, before I do that. You might want to-- [And he pauses, leaning up to peck a quick kiss on their mouth.] Have me undressed first.

[Or at least let him take off his shoes.]

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