sixthiterationlogs | [MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

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"Hm. A lot of places it still is. But not with me. If you want to give it a go we can, if you want to wait we can do that too." He smiles. Bobo would be the one in control if he ever got tied up and Bull wants to make sure he feels that way now as well.

"We'll see," he says, not dismissively but considering. Here in the village is the first time he's ever found a time when he felt he could even consider such things. Like so much else here. The friends he's made, the life he's living where he's not constantly on guard, waiting for the tables to turn, to have others turn on him. A lot is different here, and he's curious to see how different it can all be.

"I'm not against it, I've just spent my life around a lot of people I wouldn't trust to prepare my food. This place is a new experience."

"I get that, I really do. I have had a lot of the same. There are other stuff we can do with rope that doesn't restrict your movement at all. We can start there if you're interested. No pressure or anything, just letting you know what your options are." He smiles. He wants Bobo to do this because he wants to and trusts Bull enough, and he is willing to take it slow and show Bobo he can be trusted.

"Always looking over your shoulder can be exhausting."

There's an excitement that courses through Bobo at the talk. Not just the sexual kind of stirring summoned by the very subject, but so much more. Of being in a place where he actually can consider these things.

"Try doing it for more than a lifetime and see how exhausted you become," he murmurs, closing his eyes a moment as if that weight was there once more.

He physically gives himself a shake, opening his eyes and smiling. "But that's another time and place. It's weird to say, but I trust you enough to try these other means, if nothing else."

Bull nods. He has no problem imagining it and he figures the longer you do it the worse it is. Right then and there he decides that he will make Bobo feel safe enough to trust him. He leans down to press a kiss to the other's head. "Yeah? They involve rope and... well have you seen harnesses? They are a good place to start. You can make them so they don't restrict movement but also give a good handhold for sex."

"Oh because the height and bulk isn't enough of jerking me around, huh?" And yet he's smiling fondly even as he teases Bull about that. It's still a good sensation for Bobo, not being the larger person in a relationship but enjoying it.

"And you're skilled in such things, is that it?"

"I have plenty of practice with it, from both sides really. I like it. And yeah, I can use that but this is a different feel. The trust there. The rope against your skin. It just feels different."

Bobo considers that. "Both sides? So you'd show me and teach me?" It sounds like a skill he'd like to have. Something that could be really useful.

"I promise to be an apt student," he says, fairly purring the words, certainly finding the thought a lot more appealing in that way. Learning to enjoy it, to share it as well.

Bull grins. "I can definitely do that. Might be easiest if we can convince someone to be the guinea pig. It can be hard to tie yourself up after all." He smiles. "If you have someone in mind we can ask them, if not I am sure we can ask someone else. We need some rope too but yeah."

Bobo laughs at that. "But a nice trick if you can figure it out. If for no other reason than to leave yourself as a present for someone," he points out, finding the idea amusing and sexy at the same time. "I'm sure someone in this village would be more than willing to let us try."

Pausing to consider the last part, making a bit of a face. "Most we have around here tends to be rough, utility rope. Will have to have a look around."

"Rough rope has its own benefits though. It doesn't slip, is easier to tie and it can add something to the whole thing with the texture. Silk ropes are really horrible, too slippery and the knots won't hold. And if you are doing anything where people are off the ground you want the knots to hold."

"I was thinking more the kind of cording I've seen used for other things, and not ending up with bits embedded in my skin," he says with a smile, mostly playing. "Not that I haven't had that embedded in my skin before, but none of the intent was never pleasure."

"Mm but it is different if it is all about the pleasure you know."

"I trust you enough to believe whatever we use, it'll be good," he says, nodding. "I get intent. That I get."

Bull smiles. "Besides I know you don't mind a little roughness, a few nails scraping down your back. And I think a rough bit of rope digging into your chest as I suck you off would be just the kind of thing you'd enjoy." He winks, he likes being graphic when he's suggesting things to people.

Bobo gives Bull a wide eyed innocent look as if that is ever believable. "Me? Rough? Oh my," he says, his hand going to his heart.

Though that mental image causes his eyes to close, a slow smile curving his lips. Barely opening his eyes, gaze hooded. "And when do we start?" Because that? Definitely something he would love to experience.

"We can start right now if you're ready to head out of here?" He grins. That slow smile on Bobo's face is hot as hell, knowing he placed it there is even hotter.

"Or we can try to sneak away here."

Shifting to take a step back, then another, gesturing with one crooked finger. "Come on then. I think I'm done here."

Bull grins and follows gladly. Once they are out of the crowd, he reaches out to place a hand on Bobo's back. "Any preferences for what you want to do to start?"

[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

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