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[chokedout]

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[mygoodsir]

Can you? My goodness.

Oh, no. I love brown eyes. So warm and expressive.

I knew a man with the most startling blue eyes and jet black hair. Very, very handsome, but unnerving somehow.

[chokedout]

Unnerving beauty can be quite nice sometimes... but I do think I lean toward more nature-given gifts lately...

[and attached to this text is a photo finally taken, of Theo lounging in bed in not a thing but a silky robe that is split open to showcase exactly how little it covers him. He needs to get Iggy to go slutty robe shopping with him later, can't send every sext from the same fit...]

[mygoodsir]

Such as? Because I've found some very lovely snails!

Oh, Teddie. You have such darling nipples.

[chokedout]

like my apparently darling nipples. but tell me more about your snails?

[mygoodsir]

Well, they're all just from the garden, but we've a very good selection of them! I've a vittina semiconica, and a capaea hortensis. I'm keeping them in the bathroom.

But my apologies, I was meant to be complimenting you. For the purpose of sexts.

[chokedout]

youuu should send me snail pics. Maybe not right now, because I'd be more interested in pics of you while I'm naked and lonely but. I do want to see the snails?

& I took it as one, don't worry. I'm teasing you

[mygoodsir]

Oh, darling Teddie, don't be lonely. You are cared for so very much.

Oh, splendid. I am not particularly good at judging when I'm boring someone.

And not particularly good at sexting, apparently. Let me try something more risqué.

Dearest Teddie,

The passion I bear you is terrifically distracting, and I find I can scarcely focus on my work so enamoured of you am I. Indeed, I find myself consumed with thoughts of your tender arse and should quite like to perform unspeakable acts upon it.

[chokedout]

[Teddie sighs - he loves Harry and his romantic sexts. He wants to do filthy things to this man and then write him a sonnet. While he could just say the most romantic thing ever "i want u 2 cum in me so bad" he decides to write in the lovely man's own language, if only to flex these ancient writing muscles a bit more.]

Well, my dear Goodsir...

I think of you quite often as well. I bared myself to you not just literally, but beyond that - and I crave that sense of trust again. (As well as the bite of a spanking, I will admit.) My daydreams are perhaps a bit too filthy to put into words but let us just say that I yearn to feel the weight of you against me, the heat of you behind me and the girth of you deep, deep inside me.

[mygoodsir]

I would indeed be very amenable to such a thing, dear Teddie. I feel our first foray into eroticism was somewhat marred by my inexperience and flurried state of mind. Our second, I am convinced, will be much more satisfying for you. And myself, as I intend to spend inside you and allow it to leak out when done. I find the idea particularly compelling.

[chokedout]

I suppose we'll need to make a night of it, or at least spend enough time in a bed this time around to best facilitate you running down my thighs in excess.

If I might ask in advance, do you like staying in the afterglow, the whole night through?

[mygoodsir]

I have a very nice bed. How lucky for us.

Is that a problem? I would hate to force you into any intimacy you didn't want.

[chokedout]

Not a problem, actually a lovely feature - I just didn't want to overstay a welcome.

I like to sleep in lazily, mornings after. Preferably wrapped in my partner's arms.

[mygoodsir]

That sounds perfect.

This is such a strange world, for it to be safe for us to do so. I still don't always believe it.

You would not be in trouble with your lovely wife, I trust?

[chokedout]

We're in one of many lucky realities, I know.

She won't mind at all, worry not. I can even spend a whole weekend in your bed, you know. So long as I don't interrupt anything with your other bedmates. I know how to share.

[mygoodsir]

You make it sound as though I have so many! I do not, truly. There is Koby, and there is Tim.

[And Zephir, but she told him to keep things just between them.]

Koby cares not who I see. Tim... he is protective of me. I think he believes I am likely to be taken advantage of due to my perceived naivete.

An entire weekend, you say? We surely would have to get up sometime. Although I suppose we could have meals brought to us. Imagine! Stopping only for the body's other needs.

[chokedout]

You're an attractive man, you could have the whole manor around your finger if you wanted to.

I can understand that. Though I do hope that doesn't result in you feeling overly safeguarded - only the truly wicked would seek you take advantage like that. I'd like to hope I'm not in that category...

Room service and nothing but one another - fun, right? A bath here and there, a good massage? Not a strip of cloth?

[mygoodsir]

Teddie. I don't fall for flattery.

You are not. 😇 And no, it doesn't bother me. It's how he is, that's all.

Oh, that does sound good. Very good. Would you let me spoil you? You deserve it.

[chokedout]

You might not fall for flattery, but you still deserve it.

I'll let you spoil me under one condition!

[mygoodsir]

I know what I am.

Which is?

[chokedout]

I want evidence left in the form of bruising that'll last at least a week.

Hickeys. Everywhere.

[mygoodsir]

I can do that. If you do one thing on return:

Please. Never ever call them hickeys.

[chokedout]

Love bites. Love bruises?

[mygoodsir]

Those are fine.

I know it must seem ridiculous, but it's the name of someone I knew.

[chokedout]

Done deal.

Not someone you were fond of, I take it?

cw: cannibalism!

[mygoodsir]

At the risk of ruining the mood, I'm relatively sure he ate me.