<u>Me:</u><br/><br/>Samspon closed his eyes. Sweat beaded his forehead, but he tried to focus. Which was extremely difficult given that every breath and every word ghosted over his aching cock. He licked his lips. "I...I like pain with pleasure. Not a lot, and definitely no blood." He shifted, then looked down at that blonde head kneeling between his legs. "I'm not...I mean, I don't mind topping. I really don't. I just like being taken. I like being dominated. I like having all my control taken from me and being made to beg like a whore." He groaned. It was he was just opened and exposed in every way imaginable.<br/><br/>"So yes, anything. Even if I'm forced to fuck you, though I know, and you should know, that it wouldn't really be force." He smiled at him. "If you want, we could implement safe words. Words that, if spoken, will immediately stop what's going on no matter what. It's a show of trust between partners when all other forms of are taken away. Like being bound." He swallowed again and closed his eyes once more. "Even now I wouldn't use it, because even though you're driving me crazy I love every moment of it."<br/><br/><u>You:</u><br/><br/>All those admissions at once had Ryan's eyes going wide and for a moment one might assume he was going to make a run for it or something but no... he paused again his head tilting a little as he seemed to consider something. "I think I..." he looked down still feeling a little not quite sure of his own desires, "I want to do all that to you." he whispered not realizing how powerful that admission felt. "I don't think I would have thought so before but and I don't normally like putting people in distress so I think some words would be good. Limits. Otherwise I worry I might just get carried away." another thing he didn't think he would ever admit.<br/><br/>Ryan wasn't sure how he pictured his own sexual needs, certainly didn't even think much about sex before Dimitri and what had been done to him but now it felt like the silvers he was seeing was a lot more intense than what normal people desires and the images of Sam all flushed, sweating, begging, on his knees wanting to get fucked felt like a still from another life that took his breath away with how much he wanted it.... to get there and be the one to sooth him and pace him through the need and frustration and built and released. For now though he stayed where he was wanting to have those safetynets in place. "I have to warn you too... I don't know too much about what I'm doing when it comes to this but I tend to always follow my instinct and it hasn't led me astray yet. I don't know if that's very re-assuring." he admitted after a moment of consideration.<br/><br/><u>Me:</u><br/><br/>Sampson was still having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that Ryan was okay with any of this. The fact that not even a month or two ago he had been viciously violated, and now here he was, engaging in sexual acts with someone he barely knew. But Sam also was the sort to just kind of go with it, and he hadn't sent Ryan running for the hills yet. On the contrary Ryan even seemed like he wanted to do the things Sam enjoyed. He cursed again. A pearl of fluid leaked from his cock and when he opened his eyes again they were hazed over in lust.<br/><br/>"Shit. You're not kidding around." He swallowed. "A classic, and well used, safe word is the stop light system. Red means stop, immediately. Yellow, slow down and discuss, green is...fucking keep doing whatever you're doing. So if you need reassurance, just ask me what color. Cause I don't know how much more coherent thought I have left in me." God he wanted to kiss this man. "And right now? It's fucking forest green, baby." Oh, god, he was giving him a nickname, but he didn't take it back. He didn't want to, and he knew if Ryan hated it he wouldn't hesitate to let him know. "I trust you." More than Kane, oddly enough.<br/><br/><u>You:</u><br/><br/>No in a strange way while the trauma had been terrible and he was sure he would find all sorts of problems at time went on doing the opposite here and being the one to take control and have full control of Sam's body in these ways was like a totally new situation. If he was bound himself or being forced he was sure he would fall apart faster than Sam could say 'Boo'. Right now though he wanted to push forward and he trusted Sam and felt safe with him in a way that went beyond the sex. It just helped him ease into it even if they were somewhat... strangers... somehow he felt they weren't. "Alright. I will keep them in mind for sure." he whispered his hand finally moving to touch along Sam's cock with just one digit.<br/><br/>This wicked hands move to cup his balls rolling them around at first gently, "So you like pain?" he asked curiosity in his eyes no fear or disgust as his fingers tested and then gave the tender sac a hard enough squeeze that Sam would most certainly feel the pain in it. He wanted to see how Sam responded, "Don't hide from me, I want to see... everything." he said with hunger in his voice that spoke about how much desire he was feeling.