This is probably not a good idea to learn that when BJ is happy and in possession of his light-and-sound powers, his eyes glow in the dark, right? Like malevolent little half-circles. He's raking a hand over the shackles against the wall, intrigued.
"Huh? What, sorry, I wasn't listening. Hey, c'mere and check these out!"
"Huh? What, sorry, I wasn't listening. Hey, c'mere and check these out!"
"I'm coming." Rhys says, to the glowing eyes and malevolent cackle, "But I'm also putting a timer on, so just-- thirty minutes, remember?"
He lifts his arm as he says this, opening a glowing interface for timekeeping, pale blue light completely unlike Betelgeuse's eerie glows, as he approaches the wall and shackles.
"I told you you'd like it."
He does point out, a little smug despite everything.
He lifts his arm as he says this, opening a glowing interface for timekeeping, pale blue light completely unlike Betelgeuse's eerie glows, as he approaches the wall and shackles.
"I told you you'd like it."
He does point out, a little smug despite everything.
"Okay!"
Says Rhys, voice quick and suddenly high pitched, like a man who definitely suggested this on a whim to get his own way without really thinking about how he'd feel being chained to a wall in a dark room,
"Should we have a safeword for this or something?"
Says Rhys, voice quick and suddenly high pitched, like a man who definitely suggested this on a whim to get his own way without really thinking about how he'd feel being chained to a wall in a dark room,
"Should we have a safeword for this or something?"
"Sure, if it'll make you feel safer. Knock yourself out, kid." He turns back around, starting to get more of a feel for the room itself and tuning Rhys out. He goes to one of the boxes to root around.
"Shit, if only we could start a fire going in here.."
"Shit, if only we could start a fire going in here.."
"There's a light switch on the wall." Rhys suggests, weakly.
That's why you wanted the fire, right? Stop tuning him out!
That's why you wanted the fire, right? Stop tuning him out!
Okay, fine. If we're gonna play it like that...
"Cold shower." Rhys says, firmly, "That's my safeword."
One he's fairly confident will be a turn off for them both.
"Cold shower." Rhys says, firmly, "That's my safeword."
One he's fairly confident will be a turn off for them both.
"You can't reject my safeword, dude!"
Rhys protests, immediately shrill and unhappy.
Rhys protests, immediately shrill and unhappy.
Re: cw; consent issues! It's a consentual kink scene between two mediocre communicators/assholes
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"Ice bath." Rhys snaps, but he does as he's told, and lifts his shirt with his real hand.
Rhys immediately tenses up as he feels the pliers against his side, then-- it doesn't happen.
"What? What's wrong?"
"What? What's wrong?"
"This doesn't feel right." He whines, dropping the instrument of torture entirely.
"Like, normally I'd be all yeah! Torture! Maim you up a bit for being stupid enough to let a literal demon pull you into a place where no one would find you and chain you to a wall. And now I'm looking at your face and you're so SCARED and don't get me wrong, it's hilarious, but I don't...want to make you scared of me."
He drops to the ground, the sadness glow back, to sit in front of Rhys with his head in his hands.
"Like, normally I'd be all yeah! Torture! Maim you up a bit for being stupid enough to let a literal demon pull you into a place where no one would find you and chain you to a wall. And now I'm looking at your face and you're so SCARED and don't get me wrong, it's hilarious, but I don't...want to make you scared of me."
He drops to the ground, the sadness glow back, to sit in front of Rhys with his head in his hands.
Rhys tries to reach for Betelgeuse's hair, but the chain on his other wrist keeps him too high to make contact.
"I'm not scared of you." He says, softly, "You keep me-- kind of off balance? But I came down here because I trust you not to fuck me up. Because we're friends and we-- y'know, we care about each other."
"I'm not scared of you." He says, softly, "You keep me-- kind of off balance? But I came down here because I trust you not to fuck me up. Because we're friends and we-- y'know, we care about each other."
"Believe me, Rhysball, nothing would give me more happiness than to fuck you up, but I'm trying to be good now."
He explains, his head propped up by his fists as he meets Rhys' eyes blearily. He doesn't get up to unchain him from the wall.
"This sucks. Being alive and having all these emotions suck. I feel bad about shit now; I didn't know that was POSSIBLE."
He explains, his head propped up by his fists as he meets Rhys' eyes blearily. He doesn't get up to unchain him from the wall.
"This sucks. Being alive and having all these emotions suck. I feel bad about shit now; I didn't know that was POSSIBLE."
"Aw, come on, we didn't come down here to make you feel bad."
Rhys offers, consolingly,
"But-- maybe that's a good thing? You're having feelings! Making progress! You're gonna be outta here in no time!"
Then, a short pause.
"Also, y'know, there's definitely a low key amount of fucking me up that would probably make me like you more."
Rhys offers, consolingly,
"But-- maybe that's a good thing? You're having feelings! Making progress! You're gonna be outta here in no time!"
Then, a short pause.
"Also, y'know, there's definitely a low key amount of fucking me up that would probably make me like you more."
"Oh wow yeah, not the first one."
Rhys says, emphatically,
"But yeah, sexy whipping. I'm totally into that."
Rhys says, emphatically,
"But yeah, sexy whipping. I'm totally into that."
"Yeah. Wow. We're probably should have talked about this a couple of hours ago."
Rhys observes,
"But yeah, that's what we're doing. Sometimes it's nice having someone else, take control and push your boundaries out a bit, and do stuff that you definitely wouldn't be okay with if you hadn't given them permission."
Rhys observes,
"But yeah, that's what we're doing. Sometimes it's nice having someone else, take control and push your boundaries out a bit, and do stuff that you definitely wouldn't be okay with if you hadn't given them permission."
"Or at least until I chained you to the wall and you rubbed lice shampoo into my short and curlies." He climbs to his feet grudgingly, to go help Rhys down.
"It seems so...uh. Shit." He rattles Rhys' wrist.
"You don't have a key for this thing, do you?"
"It seems so...uh. Shit." He rattles Rhys' wrist.
"You don't have a key for this thing, do you?"
"I can live with being chained to the wall."
Rhys replies, then the penny drops.
"Buuuuuut, not permanently. Damn it-- Maybe check the shelves?"
Immediately twisting his robot arm, like he's going to be able to squish his completely non-flexible limb out of the non-flexible manacle.
Rhys replies, then the penny drops.
"Buuuuuut, not permanently. Damn it-- Maybe check the shelves?"
Immediately twisting his robot arm, like he's going to be able to squish his completely non-flexible limb out of the non-flexible manacle.
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