Something in Leon’s gut shifted uncomfortably at the prospect of turning this exchange into a more long term relationship. It seemed as if that was what Grilka was aiming for. It made sense. Acquire debts from people who had nowhere else to turn and then exploiting them for as long as possible by playing up how much they owed in favors. String them along, making them do tasks that were meaningless, really, and clearly couldn’t go very far towards paying what’s owed. Sometimes things happen. They gather up more debt. You could keep them close until they lost their usefulness and, even then, you could keep them on the peripherals until they became useful again.
Knowing what they were getting into didn’t make it an easier fate to accept. Noel shared that sentiment, too, if her constant signals were any indication. Despite their mutual discomfort, they’d already started down this path and they’d have to see it through, for now. Once they were sure they weren’t going to be arrested and shipped back to their home planet they could see about getting out of this particular fuck-up.
For now, they had to keep selling themselves.
Did it seriously just say that.
Leon’s hands twitched at the suggestion that the entertainment they were offering at the moment was him screwing his sister. He sure as hell didn’t know the types of entertainment that were popular in the colony, but the fact that Grilka went automatically towards watching people fuck didn’t sit right with him. Perhaps it was the artist in him taking offense at having his craft cheapened. Perhaps it was the brother in him being pissed off at the idea of using their bodies as cheap entertainment. More likely than not it was both and more. Regardless, this creature’s obsession with pushing sexual boundaries was becoming ridiculous.
Are you really surprised? There is a tendril in my pants. It has made its stance, just, [i]super clear. [/i]
That didn’t feel right to him. Maybe it was because he was the one with his feet on the ground and no tendrils exploring uncomfortable places. They were still in negotiations, this felt like more of a tactic than anything else. There is no doubt that this thing is purposely fucking with us. There is no way he’s actually interested in watching us fuck, he’s just chosen an uncomfortable topic and pursues it to fuck with people.
Leon blew out a slow, careful breath as Noel firmly and repeatedly signed her doubt to him. He wasn’t explaining this right. It didn’t help that she was panicking more than she was letting on. No, yeah, he’d like to watch us fuck. But he wouldn’t get off on the sex, he’d just want to watch us squirm while going through with it because he told us to. He’s using sex to throw us, mostly you, off.
He watched as his sister was manipulated once more, this time being lowered to the ground. It was easy to just relax once she wasn’t in such obvious danger, but he knew they couldn’t truly relax. Now they would have to put on a show. One that wouldn’t bore this alien so much that he starts demanding rather than suggesting that they fuck for its entertainment.
I take your meaning. That could definitely be the case; it’s hard to tell sadism from sexual sadism. Although I should clarify that I get fucked either way, in a literal sense.
Instead of reacting in such a way that would show how that didn’t sit quite right with him, Leon brushed a small, barely-there smile across his lips as he offered his sister his arm. We should set some escape codes for future visits. Later, when we’re not distracted.
Good plan. They’d need them. But right now? It was time to put on a show.
Leon removed a small device from one of his pockets, scrolling through options on the holographic display screen for a moment before selecting the music they needed. He had it set for a few moments of silence before each song so that they’d be able to move into place before the actual music began. He knelt, slipping the device away and accepting his sister’s weight easily before the music started to play.
This was where he could come alive.
Interacting within the public eye was not a comfort zone for Leon. He could manage it and hide any misgivings he had well, but he hated every moment of it. That was where Noel stepped in. The only time he ever felt comfortable being the center of attention was in moments like this, where he could forget the eyes tracing his every movement and just concentrate on her. His other half, his sister, his constant companion.
His role in this performance came easily to him. It was second nature to keep his eyes on her and let his mask slip into worry, determination, passion, love, and hope mingled with hopelessness. He didn’t have to think about his hands, arms, legs finding her, every part of him supporting her, even when she wasn’t aware he was even there. It didn’t matter. She didn’t need to look at him to know that he would be there. She didn’t have to acknowledge him for him to catch her. Her weight was comfortable and familiar in his arms, easily to manipulate as they acted out the emotions of the song and story.
The love between them was still there. It was in short, fleeting moments of eye contact, gazes locking then breaking away as she became lost in her own head once more. His character didn’t give up hope, lending her his strength when all seemed lost. It was the perfect way to display how easily it was for him to support her with minimal contact all while showing off her flexibility and grace.
By the end of the song, he was regretting the choice of a pullover and slacks. He wasn’t sweating through his clothes or otherwise suffering from something so undignified, but he was uncomfortably warm after the equivalent of a short intense exercise without the benefits of warming up beforehand.
Noel dropped from his shoulder to his arms as they finished the song, the music finally fading away. He held her for a few beats of silence before they had to straighten up, taking in a few deep breaths as they faced their would-be benefactor. He didn’t particularly want to let her go back to em, but they were here for a reason. And hopefully their performance aided in what they were attempting to accomplish.
Knowing what they were getting into didn’t make it an easier fate to accept. Noel shared that sentiment, too, if her constant signals were any indication. Despite their mutual discomfort, they’d already started down this path and they’d have to see it through, for now. Once they were sure they weren’t going to be arrested and shipped back to their home planet they could see about getting out of this particular fuck-up.
For now, they had to keep selling themselves.
Did it seriously just say that.
Leon’s hands twitched at the suggestion that the entertainment they were offering at the moment was him screwing his sister. He sure as hell didn’t know the types of entertainment that were popular in the colony, but the fact that Grilka went automatically towards watching people fuck didn’t sit right with him. Perhaps it was the artist in him taking offense at having his craft cheapened. Perhaps it was the brother in him being pissed off at the idea of using their bodies as cheap entertainment. More likely than not it was both and more. Regardless, this creature’s obsession with pushing sexual boundaries was becoming ridiculous.
Are you really surprised? There is a tendril in my pants. It has made its stance, just, [i]super clear. [/i]
That didn’t feel right to him. Maybe it was because he was the one with his feet on the ground and no tendrils exploring uncomfortable places. They were still in negotiations, this felt like more of a tactic than anything else. There is no doubt that this thing is purposely fucking with us. There is no way he’s actually interested in watching us fuck, he’s just chosen an uncomfortable topic and pursues it to fuck with people.
Leon blew out a slow, careful breath as Noel firmly and repeatedly signed her doubt to him. He wasn’t explaining this right. It didn’t help that she was panicking more than she was letting on. No, yeah, he’d like to watch us fuck. But he wouldn’t get off on the sex, he’d just want to watch us squirm while going through with it because he told us to. He’s using sex to throw us, mostly you, off.
He watched as his sister was manipulated once more, this time being lowered to the ground. It was easy to just relax once she wasn’t in such obvious danger, but he knew they couldn’t truly relax. Now they would have to put on a show. One that wouldn’t bore this alien so much that he starts demanding rather than suggesting that they fuck for its entertainment.
I take your meaning. That could definitely be the case; it’s hard to tell sadism from sexual sadism. Although I should clarify that I get fucked either way, in a literal sense.
Instead of reacting in such a way that would show how that didn’t sit quite right with him, Leon brushed a small, barely-there smile across his lips as he offered his sister his arm. We should set some escape codes for future visits. Later, when we’re not distracted.
Good plan. They’d need them. But right now? It was time to put on a show.
Leon removed a small device from one of his pockets, scrolling through options on the holographic display screen for a moment before selecting the music they needed. He had it set for a few moments of silence before each song so that they’d be able to move into place before the actual music began. He knelt, slipping the device away and accepting his sister’s weight easily before the music started to play.
This was where he could come alive.
Interacting within the public eye was not a comfort zone for Leon. He could manage it and hide any misgivings he had well, but he hated every moment of it. That was where Noel stepped in. The only time he ever felt comfortable being the center of attention was in moments like this, where he could forget the eyes tracing his every movement and just concentrate on her. His other half, his sister, his constant companion.
His role in this performance came easily to him. It was second nature to keep his eyes on her and let his mask slip into worry, determination, passion, love, and hope mingled with hopelessness. He didn’t have to think about his hands, arms, legs finding her, every part of him supporting her, even when she wasn’t aware he was even there. It didn’t matter. She didn’t need to look at him to know that he would be there. She didn’t have to acknowledge him for him to catch her. Her weight was comfortable and familiar in his arms, easily to manipulate as they acted out the emotions of the song and story.
The love between them was still there. It was in short, fleeting moments of eye contact, gazes locking then breaking away as she became lost in her own head once more. His character didn’t give up hope, lending her his strength when all seemed lost. It was the perfect way to display how easily it was for him to support her with minimal contact all while showing off her flexibility and grace.
By the end of the song, he was regretting the choice of a pullover and slacks. He wasn’t sweating through his clothes or otherwise suffering from something so undignified, but he was uncomfortably warm after the equivalent of a short intense exercise without the benefits of warming up beforehand.
Noel dropped from his shoulder to his arms as they finished the song, the music finally fading away. He held her for a few beats of silence before they had to straighten up, taking in a few deep breaths as they faced their would-be benefactor. He didn’t particularly want to let her go back to em, but they were here for a reason. And hopefully their performance aided in what they were attempting to accomplish.
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