Dirty Talk Or Degradation? [Vaguely Awkward First Thing To Send In, But Hello!]

Dirty Talk or Degradation? [Vaguely awkward first thing to send in, but hello!]

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“Dirty talk. Few things entertain me more than bringing my partner down a peg or three by reminding them of their place but sometimes I get carried away. I can get a little too mean to handle...” Roman sighs. Dirty talk was putting it lightly; Roman Sionis had a filthy tongue and was proud of it, whispering all sorts of sinful words into his lover’s ears. He’d say them out loud too, uncaring of anybody who overheard what was going on. “Degrading’s a lot more fun but it’s hard unless you’re with the sort of person who won’t take it so personally. Unless you straight up don’t give a shit, then good luck getting them back into bed again anytime soon but I prefer it when everybody’s happy so I’ll play nice when I have to. I won’t be so nice if anybody thinks they can get away with doing that to me though.”

Well shit, got another job and I’m starting on Wednesday. Another temporary one but it’s for a couple of months over Christmas and they said I’m going to be busy.

Ball gag or muzzle?

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“Ball gags. Yeah, I know I just said I like it when my partners make some noise but sometimes it’s good to remind them that speaking is a privilege that can be taken away. Good little playthings get to ask what they want but naughty ones need to learn their lesson first before they earn back that right.” Roman said. He’d used ball gags before, again on torture subjects with shrill voices who needed shutting up before his lost his temper and silenced them for good but they were better used as toys in the bedroom, particularly on feisty partners who needed taming first. “Besides, who said I'm not a fan of biting? Muzzles just spoil the fun.”

"Hot Wax or Knifeplay?"

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“Knifeplay.” Roman almost purrs as he says the word, fingers tensing instinctively as though wishing he had one right now. “Hot wax is cute and all but it just doesn’t do it for me. It’s so... so lacking, unless somebody’s skin is ridiculously sensitive to sudden temperature changes. Knives though? Now those are much more to my liking. Feeling the edge of a cold blade, trailing the point softly over your lover’s skin while they shiver underneath it’s touch is a feeling that can’t be beat.” He sighs almost lovingly, clearly reminiscing on a few past experiences before pulling himself back to reality. “Don’t get me wrong. I know the difference between a torture chamber and the bedroom, which is precisely what makes the latter so fun if my partner’s able to trust me on this. I know how to avoid hurting someone and where exactly not to cut, how deep is too deep and when to draw the line between pleasure and pain. And don’t worry; the blades I keep in the torture chamber are never used on my actual playmates.”

Loud or Quiet?

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

Roman chuckles, leaning towards Eliza with dilated pupils as he locks his gaze onto her own of vibrant green. “Now this is an easy one. I’m surprised you’d ask; the obvious choice is loud, otherwise how good of a job are you really doing if they’re still biting their tongue?” He leans back in his seat, propping his chin on the heel of his hand while continuing to maintain strong eye focus with the librarian. “I get some people are quiet, it’s natural but me? I want to hear my partner scream. Not only that but I want to hear them moan, beg for more, cry even. It’s just not fun if your partner isn’t making some noise so if they’re quiet, I’m gonna see that as a challenge. I’ll find a way to get a little sound out of them.” Or a lot, he wasn’t fussy either way. Making his lovers come unravelled at the seams was all part of the game to Roman.

Blood Play or Breath Play? (Hewo here’s a little sinday ask)

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“I know what everyone’s thinking. I’m the guy who obviously enjoys blood play, right? Well I do, but I’ve spilled plenty of blood over the years so it doesn’t hold that same thrill for me anymore. It’s entertaining during knife play, sure - I mean, who doesn’t enjoy working their partner up and seeing their skin flush? Lemme tell you that doesn’t even begin to compare to the thrill of wrapping your fingers around someone’s pretty little throat, deciding when they’re allowed to breathe....” Roman sighed, flexing the strong digits of his hand as he inspected each finger. He’d used countless blades over the years and enjoyed doing so but choking the life out of somebody was something he did far less often than he liked. He had to admit there was a unique intimacy of sorts to it, feeling another’s pulse hammer relentlessly beneath his touch. In the bedroom, he’d be a lot more careful to avoid any serious damage from occuring but the excitement was still the same, his hands now craving to feel somebody’s neck or maybe even another’s hands around his own. “I’ve tried it myself and I gotta admit, it makes getting off a hell of a lot more intense. Wouldn’t trust many others doing it to me though, but somebody who can do it right? There’s no better high.”