"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?"
"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.
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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?"
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."
"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."
"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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