I suppose that would depend what you're interested in.
If you want him to learn to be patient, the first time would have to be merciful. Light. Something we can stop in a second.
Or if you want to see what he's like when he's mad (in a very fun way), that could be a real test of patience. I rather suspect if he goes into the deep end, he's going to quickly find a way to get control again.
When you've been around as long as I have, it's easier to list what you're not into, given the right circumstances. And I don't have very many of those.
If you think it's best. [ Macaque is fairly confident that he can read MK's moods well enough, but if it makes things easier they can use code words. He's used to being pushed beyond his limits so might be too casual about it. ]
So long as he knows ahead of time that it's only play. I wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea from a bite... that said. I always enjoy seeing what MK does when the chips are down.
I'd enjoy seeing what you look like when he challenges me. The sounds you'd make watching us, the look on your face.
I do. It also helps reinforce it is only play. He has emotional control and assurance that its just an experiment gone wrong if he taps out, not something meant to make him feel left out for real.
But hopefully he doesn't, because MK when the chips are down is a sight.
It would be a wonderful show. I pin you down, you have to let me. Sure, you have to let anyone with the shadows, but you have to let me for pure brute strength. But MK? I think MK could physically match you for strength when he's worked up and in a challenging mood.
A boyfriend who could pin one of the strongest people on our planet is
[The message just kind of ends. There is definitely more soot on his ceiling.]
[ Macaque laughs when he sees the text cut off mid-sentence. Well, now. ]
I'm sure MK could make me do anything he wanted if he set his mind to it. If I tried to resist, it would only be a matter of time before he had me right where he wanted me.
Its true. He is so very hard to deny, whether or not it comes down to physical force or persuasion. I wonder if he could get you to beg? He likes it when I make pretty noises for him.
I'd resist for a while, of course. Hold out as he worked on me, mercilessly. Slowly wearing down my resistance until it was nothing but need. And then I'd beg him. I'm terribly intense when I beg. You'll like it, and he'll love it.
[ He's too amused by the effect this is clearly having. Hopefully one day he'll get to try it in practice. ]
[It is definitely having an effect. The texts definitely are not coming as fast as they have been. Despite the interest because it'll start and stop him writing something.]
MK can be truly merciless when he gets going. He would. When he wants a reaction, he'll do anything to get it. He'll be so pleased to hear you beg, to know how much you need him in that moment.
On his own, he'd probably be nice.
I could ask him to draw it out though. So we could hear more of those lovely words.
[Very much that. He's still getting used to these feelings. Really, if not for Saya's efforts, he wouldn't be bold enough to call.]
It does seem like telepathy would be intense. [Macaque's voice is nice. He's keeping his own voice low at first, a definite tone of nerves in it.] The phone won't be pressed to your ear then? [Just checking for what he said before.]
I have it sitting a bit away, with the volume down. [ He knows how to accommodate his sensitive hearing. And some things are worth a minor twinge of pain. (More the problem has been finding earbuds or headphones that work with it. He resigned himself to being forever distracted by the world a long time ago, though.) ] He as loud as you like, please.
Now... I believe we were talking about MK making me beg. After a good while of my resisting and him slowly wearing me down. [ Macaque draws the words out like he's done this a thousand times. Practically purring. ] Yeah?
Just checking. [He was attentive about his neck, was upfront about something that was a lot easier to make him potentially vulnerable (as momentary as it'd be), he wants to be careful in turn. Especially when testing out the territory of fantasies.]
[He closes his eyes, listening to Macaque speak.] Yes. [He takes a breath, feeling his face heat up, licking his lips before speaking. More drawn out, though more from careful selection, to not stumble.]
MK is so determined. He wouldn't hold back until he had what he wanted from you. He loves the noises others make. He loves it when he can hear he's wanted.
Knowing he could get you to beg for him would make him so pleased. I think it'd be a coinflip on whether or not he'd purr from the heat of it, or make those cute chirps because of how happy he'd be.
[ The phone is a little different when it comes to his hearing, since he can only pick up what the microphone does, but Macaque hears that breath loud and clear. He can imagine Red Son trying to relax into this despite his nerves. ]
Not only noises. I'd be straining against his hold -- I'm one of the strongest, but he's stronger. [ Macaque pays attention to what pushes people's buttons. ] He'd have me squirming as he held me fast. My voice breathless, so eager to say whatever he wanted to hear. I'll do anything to get him closer, anything.
We'd be letting you direct the whole thing, to the extent that MK can be directed. Guided. What would you have him do to me, now that I'm reduced to tattered pleading?
[There is a sharp inhale at that. He knew MK was physically stronger than him, and the monkey form was something else, but he wasn't sure where he was in brute strength compared to the other two. It felt presumptuous. To hear Macaque say he's stronger hits that primal want for a strong mate, his own attraction to power.]
It's nice when he does it. Holds you down. Knowing how strong he is, feeling trapped under him, but knowing how much he wants to protect and keep you safe. Even when he's rough, when he's biting, clawing, and you're helpless to him, it's still such a safe feeling.
But I'd keep him slow at first. I know you appreciate pushing, and you deserve the reward at the end. He got you to submit, but now he gets to explore. Let his hands wander without you fighting. Start with teasing your ears, get you closer to that maddening point of maybe too much. Make sure he's full unwrapped you. That he can touch every inch of you freely.
[ Some of that is presumption, Macaque and MK never had a true fight since MK found all his strength. But that one in the theater left Macaque's hand shaking as he held off the staff, and MK does have all of Wukong's power and then some, so it seems a safe bet. Safe enough to use for these purposes, surely. ]
[ Macaque is quite familiar with what it's like to be treated viciously and still feel safe. Wukong never held anything back in the days before his imprisonment. If he was going in on you, it was all the way. This is one reason Macaque had to turn him down until he and Wukong get their shit settled, being close in that way with MK will stir up a lot. Right now, a lot of sadness. MK deserves better than that. ]
I'd trust him to handle me. He has good instinct for it -- being intense and damaging and also caring. And I never mind being knocked about or spilling a little blood for someone like that. Every bite and scrape making me arch toward him for more. Maybe whining a bit if he denied me.
I do appreciate pushing. And being pushed. Him touching my ears when I'm wound so tightly, that would get me. Since I'd know straining against his hold is useless, all I could do is make sounds that might please him. Breathless whimpers and hoarse cries, to show him I'm worth his efforts. Hoping for the reward, also hoping to be denied even longer.
You know what's really good? When he gets like that, the monkey form can come out. That monkey tail is quite useful, wrapped around your wrists, he can keep you where he wants and his hands are both free to explore. Which is good.
Because I don't think he should give you what you want until you can't even think of using your shadows.
[His own breathing is getting heavier, the words coming more easily the longer he talks. Gets comfortable in the fantasy. Getting lost in the images.]
Those growls and purrs in your ears as he teases them, I'll make sure he knows to be gentle. Less gentle when his teeth are in your neck. Even if I heal the mark afterwards, I think MK would enjoy it, seeing his mark on you. His hands touching you everywhere, as he has your hands behind your back, you down on your needs. Never touching you where you ache the most. Even as he fingers you open, he won't push deep.
I want him to tease you until the shadows can't do anything because the only thought in your head is how much you need him inside you.
[ An amused hum ] I know exactly what a monkey tail can be good for. Although he does have three of them, doesn't he. More than enough to keep me right where he wants me, only able to think of the way he's holding and teasing me.
My shadows are second nature, but when I'm so far gone they get -- chaotic. Swirling around in search of a focus. Echoing what their master feels. In this case, moaning and pleading that fills every corner of the room. Even if I'm too far gone to use them, they'll still be a sight.
His voice growling in my ears-- [ a pause, a hitch of breath ] would nearly unravel me even before the bite. My tail lashing in frustration with the bite, since it only intensifies how empty I am, how much I'm aching for him.
I'd beg softly at first, whimpering. And then louder, at his insistence. Crying out his name. Lost in a haze of wanting him, willing to say whatever he wants, anything.
Hm, that's the WereMonkey and that is a whole other fantasy. [He has very much thought of the Weremonkey. Had dreams about it since the moment he pinned him to a wall and whispered mine.] Though his avatar had three. I wonder if he could have multiple as the monkey.... [Oh, that is A Thought, a soft groan.]
[His breathing gets heavier, a shifting of fabric.] That would be a sight. Seeing the clones fall apart, the room filled with your sounds. MK getting so much proof of what he's doing to you. What wonderful encouragement for him.
It really does make you feel empty. The way he bites is so good. It always makes my knees feel weak. He knows how to do it right. [His hand rubs at his neck, where he last felt MK's bite.] And the way he voice sounds before and after as well. A little lower, more confidence, because he knows the affect he has. It does such nice things to his voice. It would be really nice in your ears.
He would want you loud. He likes those whimpers, they help wind him up, a wonderful taste of what's to come, but he wants you loud. Begging for him, saying how much you want him. How much you need him inside. He wants you so worked up so you'll end up screaming for him.
I would keep an eye on you though. You won't need to scream first. Just get that look on your face that says there isn't a thought in your head except how much you need him to take you.
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If you want him to learn to be patient, the first time would have to be merciful. Light. Something we can stop in a second.
Or if you want to see what he's like when he's mad (in a very fun way), that could be a real test of patience. I rather suspect if he goes into the deep end, he's going to quickly find a way to get control again.
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Hm. Merciful and light isn't really my forte.
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Just in case his mad tips over into not very fun.
But the fun way? Well, it was good I had healing magic, I legitimately couldn't walk after the fact.
He takes seeing another bite done in front of him as a challenge. I've very curious what he'd do when he wants both participants involved.
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So long as he knows ahead of time that it's only play. I wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea from a bite... that said. I always enjoy seeing what MK does when the chips are down.
I'd enjoy seeing what you look like when he challenges me. The sounds you'd make watching us, the look on your face.
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But hopefully he doesn't, because MK when the chips are down is a sight.
It would be a wonderful show. I pin you down, you have to let me. Sure, you have to let anyone with the shadows, but you have to let me for pure brute strength. But MK? I think MK could physically match you for strength when he's worked up and in a challenging mood.
A boyfriend who could pin one of the strongest people on our planet is
[The message just kind of ends. There is definitely more soot on his ceiling.]
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I'm sure MK could make me do anything he wanted if he set his mind to it. If I tried to resist, it would only be a matter of time before he had me right where he wanted me.
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Its true. He is so very hard to deny, whether or not it comes down to physical force or persuasion. I wonder if he could get you to beg? He likes it when I make pretty noises for him.
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[ He's too amused by the effect this is clearly having. Hopefully one day he'll get to try it in practice. ]
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MK can be truly merciless when he gets going. He would. When he wants a reaction, he'll do anything to get it. He'll be so pleased to hear you beg, to know how much you need him in that moment.
On his own, he'd probably be nice.
I could ask him to draw it out though. So we could hear more of those lovely words.
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[ He's just saying, you seem to be having trouble typing. ]
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We both do deserve a nice distraction. I'm moving to my room.
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[Then ring ring.]
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[ Macaque's voice is a low murmur, real easy on the ears. ]
I imagine this will be better over the phone. Over telepathy it sure packed a punch. Sometimes you get feelings and impressions that way too.
I'll just have to insist you get descriptive. Or loud.
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It does seem like telepathy would be intense. [Macaque's voice is nice. He's keeping his own voice low at first, a definite tone of nerves in it.] The phone won't be pressed to your ear then? [Just checking for what he said before.]
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Now... I believe we were talking about MK making me beg. After a good while of my resisting and him slowly wearing me down. [ Macaque draws the words out like he's done this a thousand times. Practically purring. ] Yeah?
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[He closes his eyes, listening to Macaque speak.] Yes. [He takes a breath, feeling his face heat up, licking his lips before speaking. More drawn out, though more from careful selection, to not stumble.]
MK is so determined. He wouldn't hold back until he had what he wanted from you. He loves the noises others make. He loves it when he can hear he's wanted.
Knowing he could get you to beg for him would make him so pleased. I think it'd be a coinflip on whether or not he'd purr from the heat of it, or make those cute chirps because of how happy he'd be.
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Not only noises. I'd be straining against his hold -- I'm one of the strongest, but he's stronger. [ Macaque pays attention to what pushes people's buttons. ] He'd have me squirming as he held me fast. My voice breathless, so eager to say whatever he wanted to hear. I'll do anything to get him closer, anything.
We'd be letting you direct the whole thing, to the extent that MK can be directed. Guided. What would you have him do to me, now that I'm reduced to tattered pleading?
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It's nice when he does it. Holds you down. Knowing how strong he is, feeling trapped under him, but knowing how much he wants to protect and keep you safe. Even when he's rough, when he's biting, clawing, and you're helpless to him, it's still such a safe feeling.
But I'd keep him slow at first. I know you appreciate pushing, and you deserve the reward at the end. He got you to submit, but now he gets to explore. Let his hands wander without you fighting. Start with teasing your ears, get you closer to that maddening point of maybe too much. Make sure he's full unwrapped you. That he can touch every inch of you freely.
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[ Macaque is quite familiar with what it's like to be treated viciously and still feel safe. Wukong never held anything back in the days before his imprisonment. If he was going in on you, it was all the way. This is one reason Macaque had to turn him down until he and Wukong get their shit settled, being close in that way with MK will stir up a lot. Right now, a lot of sadness. MK deserves better than that. ]
I'd trust him to handle me. He has good instinct for it -- being intense and damaging and also caring. And I never mind being knocked about or spilling a little blood for someone like that. Every bite and scrape making me arch toward him for more. Maybe whining a bit if he denied me.
I do appreciate pushing. And being pushed. Him touching my ears when I'm wound so tightly, that would get me. Since I'd know straining against his hold is useless, all I could do is make sounds that might please him. Breathless whimpers and hoarse cries, to show him I'm worth his efforts. Hoping for the reward, also hoping to be denied even longer.
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Because I don't think he should give you what you want until you can't even think of using your shadows.
[His own breathing is getting heavier, the words coming more easily the longer he talks. Gets comfortable in the fantasy. Getting lost in the images.]
Those growls and purrs in your ears as he teases them, I'll make sure he knows to be gentle. Less gentle when his teeth are in your neck. Even if I heal the mark afterwards, I think MK would enjoy it, seeing his mark on you. His hands touching you everywhere, as he has your hands behind your back, you down on your needs. Never touching you where you ache the most. Even as he fingers you open, he won't push deep.
I want him to tease you until the shadows can't do anything because the only thought in your head is how much you need him inside you.
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My shadows are second nature, but when I'm so far gone they get -- chaotic. Swirling around in search of a focus. Echoing what their master feels. In this case, moaning and pleading that fills every corner of the room. Even if I'm too far gone to use them, they'll still be a sight.
His voice growling in my ears-- [ a pause, a hitch of breath ] would nearly unravel me even before the bite. My tail lashing in frustration with the bite, since it only intensifies how empty I am, how much I'm aching for him.
I'd beg softly at first, whimpering. And then louder, at his insistence. Crying out his name. Lost in a haze of wanting him, willing to say whatever he wants, anything.
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[His breathing gets heavier, a shifting of fabric.] That would be a sight. Seeing the clones fall apart, the room filled with your sounds. MK getting so much proof of what he's doing to you. What wonderful encouragement for him.
It really does make you feel empty. The way he bites is so good. It always makes my knees feel weak. He knows how to do it right. [His hand rubs at his neck, where he last felt MK's bite.] And the way he voice sounds before and after as well. A little lower, more confidence, because he knows the affect he has. It does such nice things to his voice. It would be really nice in your ears.
He would want you loud. He likes those whimpers, they help wind him up, a wonderful taste of what's to come, but he wants you loud. Begging for him, saying how much you want him. How much you need him inside. He wants you so worked up so you'll end up screaming for him.
I would keep an eye on you though. You won't need to scream first. Just get that look on your face that says there isn't a thought in your head except how much you need him to take you.