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Have you ever dreamed of being wooed by a knight in shining armor? Well Captain fon Ronsenburg is your man. Literally. He prefers being attached to a commander, queen, charge, or leash. Rules are sexy, and he's here to be your loyal dog.
Dark and broody your thing? He's got that too, a whole lifetime of unfair, unjustified angst and suffering he's just waiting for you to fix. Don't worry, though. He's the whole package. Tender, caring, and likely to fall in love with you but keep it private until you order him to spill his desires. Which turns him on.
Oh, did we mention he's a horny slut? Because he is. He wants to take it every possible way, or be told how you want to be taken. And if you make it public or humiliate him a little, well, his lance will be all the happier to see you.
Protecting the innocent, being used by the worthy, and being absolutely sexually exhausted at all times. It's his heroic reward, afterall.
Basch was already like this at home. He's quite experienced in receiving and administering pleasure, particularly of the rougher variety. He's also happy to teach.
Someone teach this man how to relax. He needs it. His palette is rustic and that's a good place to start. If you get him dancing, the gods will smile in your favor.
Someone who roughs him up, tells him what to do, and then sings sweet praises in his ear.
BEER
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
NEITHER
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
BATHS ARE HIS GUILTY PLEASURE
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
PIRATES, THE ONES HE KNOWS ARE QUITE NICE
.05 TITS OR ASS
GOD YES
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
EITHER
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
EITHER
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
EITHER
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
BOTH
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
ROUGH ROUGH ROUGH BUT GET THAT MAN TO ACCEPT GENTLE
ISFJ-T
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[ It's a teasing ease he doesn't have with anyone else, and he doesn't even notice. Still he follows Sylvain to the new room, looking forward to spending time here. ]
Should we go get them together later today? I can lend a hand moving things, too.
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[ He winks, playful and teasing, because Basch's eagerness is one of his favorite things. Something he encourages every chance he gets. ]
We can do that, although I don't want you to feel you have to. I honestly don't have that much, as I said. There was no room for it down there, even if I did want more things.
[ Stepping into the bathroom, he stops short to take in the large room, which is almost the same size as the sitting room. Certainly far larger than he'd expected. The far wall is one giant shower and there's a large soaking tub under another of those fake windows, this one projecting a distant seashore. The tub actually looks like it might be able to fit them both, too, if they wiggle right.
He gives a low whistle, impressed. ]
Okay, this made the rank jump entirely worth it, with this alone.
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Do I need to pin you to the wall again and tell you to let me help? [ he asks, raising a brow teasingly. But he does file away that Sylvain wanted more things for when he decides what to carve. Not opposed to something larger, then.
But both those trains of thought dissipate as he watches Sylvain react to his new rooms. It strikes him, again, how intimate it is to be here, like he's seeing behind the scenes some how. Like Sylvain wants him there for the things that have nothing to do with sex or leisure or showing off.
And it is an impressive bathroom. ] It's a good deal cozier than mine, and much more private than the casino baths. When you're settled in, we can get room service and break it in. [ He's not usually so direct in telling Sylvain what they should do, but right now it seems the better strategy. Especially with pulling the other close again. ]
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If I say no, will you do it anyway?
[ he definitely doesn't sound at all reluctant about that.
But Basch's suggestion also has his eyes brightening in realization. ]
Wait, we can get room service up here?
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He's also starting to suspect Sylvain might like it if he just...did that sometimes. It's something he'll keep in mind.
His expression softens, though, at that genuine brightness. ]
Mmm. I usually go down because it's nice to leave, but I've used it a few times. [ Which means he actually knows how to do it! ] There's a small chance it's another attempt to get me to stay in my room and...entertain, but if that's the case, walking it one door down isn't a hassle.
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[ But the mirth in his gaze is unmistakable as he leans in to steal a kiss. ]
Stay in your room and entertain, huh? Well, that sounds fun, too. But I think I'm the one supposed to be entertaining tonight. I'm sure they can figure out the right room. If you figure out what we should get, anyway. I'm not really familiar with what we could even send for. I'm pretty sure the staff just pretended the rooms below the main floor didn't actually exist.
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I'll handle it tonight, and next time I'll walk you through it. [ Not a question. And a reminder he is going to keep being here. He does frown about the resort though. ] I'm glad you came up so often, and that you're here now.
[ He knew Sylvain was more than capable of handling hardships that were significantly lower than being in the field, but it still seemed absurd to need to in a place like this. Especially when their ranks were arbitrary. ]
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Besides. The rules to the games here were far easier to navigate, and far more palatable, as hilarious as that would sound to most of the other residents.
Having taken in the room, he tugs Basch back out of the room and moves to flop across the large bed, tugging him with him. ]
Me, too. And I’ll certainly like not having to traipse back downstairs at the end of a date. [ Not that he did that very often. ] But almost all my favorite people are up here now, so I have zero complaints. Especially, [ he adds, smiling up at Basch with a knowing look, ] if it means I get to steal even more of your time.
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It takes so little to be tugged down beside Sylvain, and even less to pull a smile back. Basch rolls just enough to prop himself up, towel nearly dislodge. He notices, but does nothing about it, instead stroking Sylvain's hair away from his glowing face. ]
I like when you're happy, and I like having you so close. But I'm not sure it's stealing when it's so freely given.
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But it's more fun to steal it. Didn't you know there's a thrill in doing the forbidden?
[ Not that he saw any of this as forbidden. At all. If anything, he'd felt possessive of the man across from him since the moment he'd laid eyes on him.
Or at least since that enchanted leash had dragged him close and dropped him literally in Sylvain's waiting hands.
It still remained the very best part of that first evening here. ]
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[ His smile is warm, adoring even, and he does not realize the joke he's made. With most, he could never joke about being thrown away, because the inevitability was too great. He is not worried that his interest will drive Sylvain away. Hasn't been for awhile now. ]
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It was something he'd been lectured on far too many times in his life, the carelessness with which he'd treated countless hearts, discarding when they held no real interest for him. His whole reputation had been built around it.
He didn't want Basch to think, not even for a moment, that this was that. ]
No, Basch. There is nothing you could do that would cause that. Not when I'm just as eager for you.
[ A dangerous admission for him. One that skated perilously close to words he'd never uttered in truth. Never meant them. And more, they hinted at the endurance of what he was coming to feel for the other man.
Which, frankly, still scared the shit out of him. Which was why he'd been avoiding looking at it too closely in the first place. ]
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Even if it touches some deep, old wound he'd thought long passed. It's a strange relief to hear it. And not something he thought Sylvain would want to be pinned down to. So he catches the other's face, pressing their foreheads together. ]
I know [ he says, and he means it. ] You have treated me nothing short of wonderful, and I trust you completely.
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But he doesn't say that, even if he feels a pang. Feels a sting of shame that he might be somehow lying to the other man, even if it by omission. Instead, he kisses him again, softer this time. Almost an apology. ]
Honestly? I can't imagine ever growing tired of you. Of this. [ As far as confessions go, this one is soft and uncertain. hesitant. ] That... It's not something I've ever had before.
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He doesn't miss the hesitance in Sylvain, though. He knows him well enough now to read him, and when he needs to be caught for taking an uncertain jump. So Basch keeps his face close, cradling the other steadily, even as Sylvain's admission makes his own insides feel light and squirming all at once. ]
I haven't either, not like this. [ He kisses Sylvain's forehead before pressing their faces together again. It's true. Basch has often fantasized about staying in the throes of infatuation with partners but...it wasn't like this. It didn't feel...real or easy the way they do. That frightens him too. ]
I'm honored it's me. You know that, don't you? I don't need you to know what we're doing or where we're going. I like what we have and how we do it. A lot. That's more than enough.
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Never let himself want anything, either. That had been just as pointless. He'd learned from a very young age that letting himself want something just meant it hurt all the more when it was snatched away, or denied him.
He feels weird, having Basch be the one to comfort him over this, when Basch was apparently the one anticipating being discarded, or grown tired of. He wraps his arms around the other man, drawing him closer, even as he buried his face against his throat. Just holding him. ]
That's probably a good thing, then. Since I've no fucking idea, if I'm honest.
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And he knows how hard it is for Sylvain to acknowledge the things that make him vulnerable. That he's willing to speaks volumes to how much he values Basch. There is no other comfort needed, though he certainly won't protest the way the other nestles into him, clinging to him so sweetly. Basch shifts so they can lie together more comfortably, scooping Sylvain closer to him, gently stroking his back. ]
That suits me just fine [ he rumbles. ] And I'm looking forward to having you closer.
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I'm not sure I can get any closer without crawling inside of you. And that... didn't sound quite so weird when it was still in my head.
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Where you are is perfect.
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With you, you mean?
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Yes, as often as you're willing.
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That might be an awful lot.
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[ He hums against the kisses though, content in his bones. ]