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So I've been thinking you should share me.

Please take the moment to read this, Genesis, don't crumple this proposal right up? It's an altogether serious suggestion, and I think I would be good for you, for us, for the club.

I want you to share me. We could try it with with one of your VIPs that you take up to the suite. You could offer me to them as an added hospitality, and call me up to come join you. Everyone knows you wouldn't normally do it so lightly, that your personal assistant isn't typically on the menu, so it would make the guest seem all the more special.

It would be a healthy change of pace, to work on someone together. If it would make you feel any better, more in command of things, I wouldn't mind promising to only do exactly what you ask of me to help with. We could put on quite the private show, you and I, which I'm sure could be an impressive display of power and generosity.

I'm willing to place myself at your disposal, on your terms, however you'd like. You need only trust me. Trust what we could be.

- Zexion

[ Folded within is not one of the cheap plastic, lockable slap bracelets that they're giving away on the street for the festival, but a gift certainly meant to convey something along those same lines. They're elegant wrist cuffs in red and black snakeskin leather, a matched pair of them, with magnetic clasps.]

Edited 2015-05-14 22:37 (UTC)

[Genesis reads the proposal carefully. Reads it a few times, really. A part of him feels unsure about the idea of sharing one of his lovers. But at the same time, he knows Zexion has a point and Zexion has fed him the right words to feel at ease with the proposal. The idea of Zexion still under his command makes his throat turn a bit dry. He has always been a sucker for the dominant position.

He supposes that it's worth a shot. And if he doesn't like it, he can just stop it, right?

He takes a breath and sends a text message in response.]

Zexion, I've read your proposal. And I will try what you suggest.

Since the preparations to open the new rooftop level are almost done, would you like me to offer you as part of the celebration?

[He's still thinking about who to share Zexion with. But he feels so unsure about it... he wants to try, though.]

Part of the celebration? I'm not asking to be made a host, Genesis.

I was hoping you'd just call on me to serve whenever you find the right opportunity. Though if you want me to do it right out on the rooftop, for distinguished company, I will. You know I have little shame.

I don't think I'm ready to share you on that scale. But, I mean... all my VIPs will be attending the opening of the rooftop level. I just thought that if one of them asked for my company that night and I find him or her worthy of your time, then I will ask for you to serve.

With me watching, of course.

[The last line takes a bit for him to type out. It still makes him a bit uncomfortable. But he knows that this is a step in the right direction.]

Of course. You need only ask.

[ Relief blooms. This is just what he'd hoped for, and Zexion feels remarkably good about this. Won't try to tease on purpose, will take every instance to prove he can still pamper his beau's ego and walk him gently around the concept that yes, he does, in fact, sleep with other people and often.

But that can just as easily mean all of nothing.]

Are you busy now, though?

[Thinking about sharing Zexion actually makes him feel possessive. And he feels like he wants to work it off. He's thinking of having his way with him right now and it makes heat pool at the pit of his stomach.]

Well I was waiting for Kise to get back to me, so he can tell me what kind of garish thing I should be dressed in for this festival. I don't think I own anything extravagantly bright.

But if you need me, I can make my way back soon.

I want you.

[ The reply comes simply enough. Genesis needn't wax poetic about a carnal need. ]

I'll head back right now, then. The feathers and fanfare can wait.

IC Contact [City of Ariel]

9/9, A handwritten letter left carefully folded on the desk, in the office

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