Seasons: IC Contact/Overflow

[happydreamed]

"Hello, you've reached Kantera. If this is a medical emergency, please hang up and call a hospital. Otherwise, please leave your message after the tone."

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[happydreamed]

[Red Son is still so cute. Indisputable facts.]

Thank you very much.

[He'll gladly step inside and change into the provided house slippers.]

[forgingfires]

I made some tea.

To go over a few things.

[happydreamed]

Of course. Let us chat over tea.

[They should probably be on the same page before anything intimate happens.]

[forgingfires]

[He closes the door behind him and gestures for him to follow him to the kitchen, where tea will be waiting. He made sure to brew it well because he has to meet his own Standards, of course.]

[He'll pull out a chair for Kantera to sit like a gentleman.]

[happydreamed]

Thank you very much.

[Kantera will take a seat and have a sip of tea.]

Ah, this is a good blend. You have excellent taste.

...Now then. Would you like to start?

[forgingfires]

[He is still blushing as he takes his seat.] Of course. It would be unfair to hold people to my standards if I couldn't meet them.

[He takes a sip, not looking directly at Kantera because while Saya has helped him get used to things more, its still A Lot.]

...I suppose any restrictions you know right away?

[happydreamed]

Let's see... No biting, if that was something you would have been interested in.

[He doesn't mean it as like a Demon Thing, but it is something reserved for Saya. Given that Red Son knows how Saya is about biting and blood drinking, he probably gets why.]

And, ah, I doubt I have to ask since 'tis you, but public displays of affection are a little much, for me.

[forgingfires]

[Red Son nods.] That is good to know, yes. [He suspected as much. He knows how he and Saya get about biting with each other.] Hickeys and scratches?

That is...likely to not be an issue, no. [The blush gets deeper and he drinks again.]

[happydreamed]

By all means feel free, though I'll likely heal them afterward. [As a courtesy to Saya, more than anything.]

And you? Any guidelines I should keep in mind?

[forgingfires]

Understandable.

[He taps the table.] I haven't found anything quite yet, but my experience is limited.

My hair should be fine, I have candles in my room to handle the power outbursts, but if it starts to feel warmer, you should let go.

General state of roughness preferences?

[happydreamed]

Mmm, some soreness afterwards is pleasant in its own way, but I've not much interest in receiving pain and even less in inflicting it.

[He will in fact stop to fret if that happens.]

[forgingfires]

[He nods.] So gentler. I believe that's doable.

[Saya eggs him on, but he is down to try.]

[happydreamed]

[Saya is more powerful than Kantera will ever be in several senses of the word.]

Thank you for your consideration.

[forgingfires]

It would be a good thing to know if I can do. Demons aren't...known to be gentle as a general rule.

Make sure to tell me if its getting out of hand.

[happydreamed]

You never know until you try. And worry not, I'll be sure to let you know what I enjoy and what I don't.

[forgingfires]

[He nods.]

And....any things you enjoy you'd like to throw out?

[happydreamed]

My wings, and the skin around the base of my horns, are very sensitive. Do with that information what you will.

[forgingfires]

[He definitely gets redder at that.] ...noted.

[A pause.] I suppose if you'd have a preference then for...appearances? [His ears change into bull wears, and horns appear.] Since they do have...similar advantages.

[happydreamed]

Whatever you're most comfortable with is my preference.

[Whatever shape Red Son is in, Kantera intends to learn through thorough study exactly what he likes.]

[forgingfires]

[There is a pause.] I suppose I wouldn't mind. Its more habit that I hide them than anything.

[A hand traces over a ear briefly. Then he picks up his cup to finish off his tea.]

It seems obvious with Saya, but preferences for level of control?

[happydreamed]

I, ah. Am not opposed to being pinned down.

[His ears are a little red, and he's not even a fire demon.]

[forgingfires]

[He nods.] I can do that.

Just so long as you can be patient. I know how it should be done, logistics wise, but this is. [He is quite red.]

My first time sleeping with a man.

[He pushes himself to his feet, moving around the table to Kantera. Hesitating before reaching out to cup his cheek.] So I want to be careful.

[happydreamed]

[Kantera smiles and leans into the touch. He stands so he can rest a hand on Red Son's hip.]

I know you'll take very good care of me. You wouldn't be you, otherwise.

[forgingfires]

[He blushes more at the affirmations.] Yes, well, no reason to be a selfish lover, even for casual fun.

[His thumb traced over his cheek, leaning down to kiss him at the corner of his mouth.] Anything else we should go over?

[happydreamed]

[Red Son may not be his paramour, but he is still his friend, and he wouldn't treat Kantera poorly. He has confidence in that.]

That should cover the most important things, I imagine. Shall we?