Not... quite. I figured I should... You know. Mail back. The... underwear. That I stole from you? Well, not stole. The ones that I ripped off of you. And then decided to keep. I washed them? Sewed them back together. Not very well. I don't know how to sew. But. Yeah.
Ugh, that's sweet. Jamie just stares at his phone for a minute as the messages roll in.
Big Bad! That's so fucking sweet, you didn't have to do that I was actually pretty okay with you keeping those as a token but uhm you went through all that trouble, I guess I should take them back.
It's not sweet. It's just - post-orgasm awareness of what a douchebag I can be when I'm thinking with my dick. You're a sub. You don't need some rich asshole tearing up all your clothes. Can't imagine you can afford a huge wardrobe. So. I don't know. Sorry. Genuinely.
Also, That seems like a bad idea. Maybe we should all just keep our underwear to ourselves.
yeah it is, you sewed my panties back together. i appreciate the consideration. I did get a whole wardrobe when I passed those stupid fucking trials in the desert. But that's all I've got.
you don't WANT to have a pair of my panties around? Are you sure? you seemed pretty proud of your prize at the time and it was kind of hot watching you shove them into a pocket.
I'm sure. Platonic friends keep their lingerie to themselves. Which is what we are. Friends. Platonically. Though - even that's a stretch. I don't really make friends. So.
Yes. Wow. Sorry. Again. We really do need to stop meeting like that.
I mean, no. It was fucking fantastic. Both times. But. I don't want you to get the wrong idea. What with all the... "you're mine, tell me you're mine, I'm gonna come so fucking hard for you, tell me you're mine, tell me I own you"... bullshit. I'm seeing someone. So. Friends.
I've never been. Is that a bar? You seem like the type of guy who would work at a bar. Dancing on stage. Full Coyote Ugly.
[ would jamie get that reference? ah, it doesn't matter. ]
Monogamy is the goal. I know you probably think that's a stupid goal to have, in a city like this. But. I don't want either him or I to screw that up more than the city forces us to. He's special to me. So. I'm asking you for your discretion about the things we've done. Keep that shit on lockdown. And... I don't want you to think we'll be more than friends just because we breathed in weird spices, or whatever. Okay? Feels like an important underline to have, given everything.
I think it's more like a gentleman's club, except it allows women in. There's a bar and a dance floor, but there's also a library and exhibition rooms and private suites. I haven't danced on the bar yet but you could always try convincing me if you visit. will shimmy for tips.
He totally gets the reference and he's rolling his eyes, trying not to smile too much. Especially since what he reads next threatens to make it fade. It's nothing new, of course.
sorry the city is fucking it up for you i've never been anyone's one and only but i'm sure it's lovely
There's a pause in his responses.
I won't go broadcasting it over the network, if that's what you mean, Big Bad.
so, friends with benefits or should I keep the nudes to myself?
No, that's okay. I've seen the shit you wear. Tiny dresses. Strips of lace instead of actual, legitimate underwear. One wrong shimmy and you'll be showing the world literally everything you've got. I'm not gonna be the one responsible for your inevitable indecent exposure.
[ ... well, he sort of already was, back in the desert, but. moving on. ]
Jury's still out. He's fine, I guess. Annoying. Huge asshole. But. Last time I was someone's one and only, she burned a dozen people to death. Apparently, when I go home, I'll meet a girl who's big on human sacrifices. Relationships tend to have their pitfalls. Just waiting for this dude to murder me in my sleep to really round out the trifecta. You're not missing much.
Jury's still out on the friendship thing, too. I take it back. If I implied we're friends. We're definitely not friends.
People have paid good money to see all i've got. you'd be doing them a favor if they got a free show.
Liar. Do you have one of those sweet, smart-ass smiles on your face right now? I'm sure you do. I can practically feel it.
The person I thought was my one and only tried to kill me the last time we saw each other. he wanted to kill my friends, too. his brothers. that hurt more, i think.
but I don't want to be sad. Are you going to bring me my panties? I can show you the well appointed shit hole i live in
I'm not a charitable man. I also don't like to smile.
[ he says. while smiling. like the smart-ass that he is. ]
Cool. See? There you go. That's life. One threat of murder after the next. Doesn't change regardless of who's sucking your dicks. So. Don't you be sad, either. This was an excellent pep talk on my part.
I can come over, yeah. Not entirely sure if this is a housewarming present situation. Want me to bring you a bug bomb?
It must pain you terribly to show off those teeth. I do so like it when they're sinking into my skin, though
the bugs and I have made our peace, I just wish they'd pay rent maybe liquor, if you want to come bearing gifts. especially if we're going to start swapping stories about our exes.
Most people tend to be afraid of my teeth, you know. Big. Sharp. Werewolf-y. I could turn you. Kill you. Snap your neck. They're dangerous. You keep talking to me like I'm not a danger to you.
I've already said too much about my exes. I'll listen to you talk about yours, though.
I only have beer. I'll pick up something fancy on the way. I bet you like fancy alcohol. Gold flakes in pink champagne, or something.
darling, your teeth are sharp and impressive but you are not the first beast to get his hands on me and I don't think you can turn someone that isn't human to start with
And I think it's really cute that you think I'm not as dangerous as you are. is it because I like to wear lacy things that are barely there? Monsters can't be pretty?
Or is it because I like elder flower liquor and pink champagne?
I know how attractive monsters can be. But. I'm far more dangerous than the other men you've been with. I'm far more dangerous than you, for that matter. Trust me, Jamie. It's better for you to know that I'm bad news now, before you actually start to get attached.
You have no idea what kind of men I've been with Starting with the one that made me inhuman.
He hates thinking about the Old Salt but he can't stop. He resists the urge to toss his phone. Derek more dangerous than the Gentry? He doesn't think so. Jamie doesn't think Derek would think so if he'd ever encountered Them.
I'll decide for myself what's bad news and what isn't, thank you. Stop trying to make me think I'm making a mistake. I'm so fucking lonely here I could scream and you're one of the few people I like and I trust.
I'm willful. And I'm older than you, respect your elders.
It's made from elderflowers. I'll make you a cocktail if you can track some down.
Hold on. You didn't tell me that. You should've told me that. I've been treating you like you're as stupid as the rest of the stupid young adults I know.
I've mentioned a dozen times that I'm not human and I feel like I've alluded to quite a bit of life experience.
He's rolling his eyes. Why is it always the pretty ones that don't catch on? Though this is really starting to make him wonder who Derek spends his time with.
I told you I'm a changeling. I spent like fifteen years in Arcadia before I escaped.
So please stop treating me like a stupid young adult. Being patronized by someone twenty years younger than me is really a turn off. I mean, the whole grrr you're mine bite bite part is great. But not being patronized.
I just. Didn't connect the dots, I guess. I mean, look at you. You don't exactly look your age. Or act your age. Or dress your age? You're giving me so much attitude right now. Like I'm the idiot.
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I figured I should...
You know.
Mail back. The... underwear.
That I stole from you?
Well, not stole. The ones that I ripped off of you. And then decided to keep.
I washed them? Sewed them back together. Not very well. I don't know how to sew. But.
Yeah.
Shouldn't have done that.
My bad.
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Big Bad! That's so fucking sweet, you didn't have to do that
I was actually pretty okay with you keeping those as a token but uhm
you went through all that trouble, I guess I should take them back.
Maybe trade you for another pair
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It's just - post-orgasm awareness of what a douchebag I can be when I'm thinking with my dick.
You're a sub. You don't need some rich asshole tearing up all your clothes. Can't imagine you can afford a huge wardrobe.
So.
I don't know.
Sorry.
Genuinely.
Also,
That seems like a bad idea.
Maybe we should all just keep our underwear to ourselves.
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i appreciate the consideration. I did get a whole wardrobe when I passed those stupid fucking trials in the desert. But that's all I've got.
you don't WANT to have a pair of my panties around? Are you sure? you seemed pretty proud of your prize at the time and it was kind of hot watching you shove them into a pocket.
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Platonic friends keep their lingerie to themselves.
Which is what we are. Friends. Platonically.
Though - even that's a stretch. I don't really make friends.
So.
Yes. Wow. Sorry. Again.
We really do need to stop meeting like that.
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Is this your way of saying the sex was terrible?
I work at a place in the Up now. We could run into each other another way.
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But.
I don't want you to get the wrong idea.
What with all the... "you're mine, tell me you're mine, I'm gonna come so fucking hard for you, tell me you're mine, tell me I own you"... bullshit.
I'm seeing someone. So.
Friends.
Where do you work?
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does being friends and having sex have to be mutually exclusive?
Like
Are you trying for monogamy or...?
because I liked being yours. And I liked getting you off by saying it.
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You seem like the type of guy who would work at a bar.
Dancing on stage. Full Coyote Ugly.
[ would jamie get that reference? ah, it doesn't matter. ]
Monogamy is the goal.
I know you probably think that's a stupid goal to have, in a city like this. But. I don't want either him or I to screw that up more than the city forces us to.
He's special to me. So.
I'm asking you for your discretion about the things we've done. Keep that shit on lockdown.
And... I don't want you to think we'll be more than friends just because we breathed in weird spices, or whatever.
Okay?
Feels like an important underline to have, given everything.
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I haven't danced on the bar yet but you could always try convincing me if you visit.
will shimmy for tips.
He totally gets the reference and he's rolling his eyes, trying not to smile too much. Especially since what he reads next threatens to make it fade. It's nothing new, of course.
sorry the city is fucking it up for you
i've never been anyone's one and only but i'm sure it's lovely
There's a pause in his responses.
I won't go broadcasting it over the network, if that's what you mean, Big Bad.
so, friends with benefits or should I keep the nudes to myself?
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I've seen the shit you wear. Tiny dresses. Strips of lace instead of actual, legitimate underwear.
One wrong shimmy and you'll be showing the world literally everything you've got. I'm not gonna be the one responsible for your inevitable indecent exposure.
[ ... well, he sort of already was, back in the desert, but. moving on. ]
Jury's still out.
He's fine, I guess. Annoying. Huge asshole. But.
Last time I was someone's one and only, she burned a dozen people to death. Apparently, when I go home, I'll meet a girl who's big on human sacrifices.
Relationships tend to have their pitfalls. Just waiting for this dude to murder me in my sleep to really round out the trifecta.
You're not missing much.
Jury's still out on the friendship thing, too.
I take it back. If I implied we're friends.
We're definitely not friends.
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Liar. Do you have one of those sweet, smart-ass smiles on your face right now?
I'm sure you do.
I can practically feel it.
The person I thought was my one and only tried to kill me the last time we saw each other.
he wanted to kill my friends, too. his brothers. that hurt more, i think.
but I don't want to be sad. Are you going to bring me my panties?
I can show you the well appointed shit hole i live in
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I also don't like to smile.
[ he says. while smiling. like the smart-ass that he is. ]
Cool. See? There you go.
That's life. One threat of murder after the next. Doesn't change regardless of who's sucking your dicks.
So.
Don't you be sad, either.
This was an excellent pep talk on my part.
I can come over, yeah.
Not entirely sure if this is a housewarming present situation. Want me to bring you a bug bomb?
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I do so like it when they're sinking into my skin, though
the bugs and I have made our peace, I just wish they'd pay rent
maybe liquor, if you want to come bearing gifts. especially if we're going to start swapping stories about our exes.
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Big. Sharp. Werewolf-y.
I could turn you. Kill you. Snap your neck.
They're dangerous. You keep talking to me like I'm not a danger to you.
I've already said too much about my exes.
I'll listen to you talk about yours, though.
I only have beer.
I'll pick up something fancy on the way. I bet you like fancy alcohol.
Gold flakes in pink champagne, or something.
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and I don't think you can turn someone that isn't human to start with
And I think it's really cute that you think I'm not as dangerous as you are.
is it because I like to wear lacy things that are barely there?
Monsters can't be pretty?
Or is it because I like elder flower liquor and pink champagne?
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But.
I'm far more dangerous than the other men you've been with.
I'm far more dangerous than you, for that matter.
Trust me, Jamie. It's better for you to know that I'm bad news now, before you actually start to get attached.
What the fuck is elder flower liquor.
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Starting with the one that made me inhuman.
He hates thinking about the Old Salt but he can't stop. He resists the urge to toss his phone. Derek more dangerous than the Gentry? He doesn't think so. Jamie doesn't think Derek would think so if he'd ever encountered Them.
I'll decide for myself what's bad news and what isn't, thank you. Stop trying to make me think I'm making a mistake. I'm so fucking lonely here I could scream and you're one of the few people I like and I trust.
I'm willful. And I'm older than you, respect your elders.
It's made from elderflowers. I'll make you a cocktail if you can track some down.
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[ hold on. ]
How old are you?
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The math is kind of fuzzy but technically I'm almost 50.
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Hold on.
[ hold on??????????????????????? ]
Hold on.
You didn't tell me that. You should've told me that.
I've been treating you like you're as stupid as the rest of the stupid young adults I know.
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He's rolling his eyes. Why is it always the pretty ones that don't catch on? Though this is really starting to make him wonder who Derek spends his time with.
I told you I'm a changeling.
I spent like fifteen years in Arcadia before I escaped.
So please stop treating me like a stupid young adult.
Being patronized by someone twenty years younger than me is really a turn off.
I mean, the whole grrr you're mine bite bite part is great.
But not being patronized.
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Didn't connect the dots, I guess.
I mean, look at you. You don't exactly look your age.
Or act your age.
Or dress your age?
You're giving me so much attitude right now. Like I'm the idiot.
I'm not going to call you sir.
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And time is weird over there.
You’ve treated me like an adorable idiot often enough, I think it’s fair if I get this one shot in.
And are you sure? Might be kinda hot...💋
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