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[runningred]

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Jay opens the door the key matches. It's not a dungeon (to Jay's relief) but it has a big sturdy bed with obvious mounting points, low rafters (with more mounting points} and a chest full of interesting toys. And straps and chains and stuff.

And an easy clean floor. And a nice bathroom.

Right then.

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[onceaviking]

"Not in the modern understanding. He's prey. Clever, eager prey, but prey."

Of course, to Eric, that holds true of practically everyone.

[runningred]

Not clever, that's a rare complement. "Makes me wonder what sort of prey you think of me as."

He means it rhetorically and he doesn't linger for an answer. Instead he pulls himself up and starts trying to work out how to get the cuffs off.

[onceaviking]

"Do you need a hand with that?" Eric asks, not answering the question.

He might have to use words like clever again, and he's already exceeded his quota.

[runningred]

Jay manages to slip the wrist cuffs but the upper arm ones are trickier. "Please? I think the release mechanism are on the inner edge."

[onceaviking]

Eric takes hold of them and twists the, a little.
Experimentally.

His fingers are growing cold again.

[runningred]

There's a thumbnail sized catch just on the inside of the cuff and they pop open with ease.

Jay starts on the waistband, the red silk stained with blood in a few spots.

[onceaviking]

"Are you going to keep it?"

Eric sounds amused.

[runningred]

"Never throw away anything that might be useful." Jay shrugs, running his fingernail over the surface of the belt. "Given the weight of these things, the gold plating is fairly thick. The drones might be able to turn them into something interesting."

[onceaviking]

Eric lifts an eyebrow, but doesn't say anything.

Drones.

Honestly

Instead, he runs a hand through his hair.

[runningred]

Jay smirks at him. "I might keep the collar just for fun but that's my prerogative."

[onceaviking]

Eric sighs.
"You really are a kinky little thing, aren't you? " he asks.

[runningred]

"Would I be half as interesting if I wasn't?" Jay asks with a grin, heading to investigate the bathroom and clean off some of the blood drying on his skin.

[onceaviking]

"Probably not, " Eric concedes as he follows Jay into the bathroom.

[runningred]

The bathroom comes with a range of interesting bondage options but Jay seems content to drop the collar and just get clean. He moves to one side of the shower, giving Eric room if he wants it.

[onceaviking]

Eric always wants a shower.
Preferably scalding hot and hard hitting.

[runningred]

Jay makes sure to get clean quickly so he doesn't get burned under the scalding water. He leaves Eric to wash, checking his neck critically in the mirror to makes sure he's fully healed.

[onceaviking]

Eric takes his time, washing his hair.

As he is rinsing it for the second time, he says, "How's it looking?"
Eyes closed.

[runningred]

"Little bit of a mark but more of the old scar look." He answers, still checking the mirror. "You must have ripped into me pretty deep to burn up so much of the blood healing so fast."

[onceaviking]

"I did," Eric says, with a pleased purr in his voice.
"You can take it."

[runningred]

"Wasn't a complaint." Jay shrugs, drying his hair. "And I've got plenty of scars. Few more don't matter."

[onceaviking]

Eric turns off the water and walks over to Jay, dripping wet.

He takes hold of his chin and turns his head a little, so he can take a look at Jays neck.
His fingers are growing cold again.

[runningred]

Jay lets his head be turned, not resisting at all. It's not much of a scar, just a fine shadowed mark on his skin.

[onceaviking]

"That'll disappear in no time," Eric says, running his cool thumb across the marked skin.

[runningred]

Jay's eyes close for a moment, not quite purring.

[onceaviking]

Eric repeats the motion without really thinking about it.
Enjoying the sensation of warm, supple, slightly bruised skin beneath his thumb.