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[guinegreer]

Truthfully, we met before he became president, but we didn't get married until after he'd been elected.

It'd only be a problem if I never told him about it. But we talk about things. Who we might be interested in. Who we're thinking of bringing to bed, either together or separately.

It doesn't always happen. Sometimes it's just a fantasy that we indulge in sharing.

[snaggleteeth]

Awfully romantic, for politicians.

[at least by the standards of a sith lord, whatever that means.]

You can tell him the guy from space liked your voice even before he heard it.

[guinegreer]

I think Ash would consider that the highest form of flattery.

How do you know the real thing will live up to first impressions?

[snaggleteeth]

You like books. You know most of perception is in the head. Beauty, beholder.

Though I guess you could do a funny voice, pinch your nose. Give my intuition a run for its money. Ruin it with a laugh at the end. Both scenarios work for me.

[guinegreer]

I could, and then where would we be?

Sometimes a laugh at the end can be cathartic, especially on the heels of a heavier scene.

[ that's the kinky side talking, the woman who knows that subspace is a possibility right alongside the satisfaction of release — and the emotions that often bubble up in the aftermath. ]

[snaggleteeth]

Sure. We'd be in the same room. Same bodies. Same company.

Do you think you'd live up to first impressions?

[it's very challenging for him to ignore the possibility of blood in the water, no matter how small the trace. but he doesn't always bite.]

[guinegreer]

I think that would all depend on who you'd want me to be.

[ because she can be the wide-eyed, gentle submissive, eager to satisfy any whim, but she's been leaning into different instincts lately, depending on the scenario and the person involved. ]

[snaggleteeth]

[the normal answer would probably be, as you are, the real you, but this does not occur to the stranger.]

A married woman, a little hard to impress. Bored of dignitaries. Mad about something, trying to forget. Is this anything?

[guinegreer]

[ for a moment, she's genuinely taken aback — because his assessment is so close to her current state, the building frustrations she's been having about ash and embry breaking up yet again, that she has to wonder whether he's been paying attention long before now. ]

Very much so.

[snaggleteeth]

['anger, fear, loss, and desire.' it's good rhetoric for a reason. the stranger just doesn't say it to random people on the internet—it comes off a little intense for casual conversation.]

I'll let you pick her favorite color.

Do you know what you want from me? Who I am?

[he hasn't placed this in someone else's hands in awhile. the mask. masks, plural.]

[guinegreer]

I know that sometimes I don't want to think. That sometimes, having the choice taken away from me, playing the part someone wants me to play, can be freeing in its own sense.

[ it's as much a general confession about what submission has to offer her than anything pertaining to a specific scenario, but at least she can type it out these days without blushing to her hairline. ]

[snaggleteeth]

[there is a practical question or five he could transition to. he wouldn't be the only man in this world who'd want her, and could think of nothing else.

but he is, always has been, curious about people. it is one of his redeeming characteristics.]

You don't worry, what you want might cut backward and hurt you? We've all trusted the wrong people before.

[guinegreer]

There's always that risk. But that's also what a safeword is for.

[ she hasn't quite decided yet if she'll keep to the same one outside of ash — if it would be better to use something less personal with others, should the moment require it. ]

Then the trust goes both ways after that — trust that I'll use it if my limits are pushed too far, and trust that it'll be honored once it's used.

[snaggleteeth]

That trouble exists in every galaxy, I think. But won't with me.

[if he were centered, he'd consider the possibility it might be his that someone might ignore someday, but that would be the solipsistic narcissism of someone who's deliberately forgotten what it is to be victimized. usually, it serves him well.

in this case, he means it kindly.]

Is it easier for you to trust someone with your body than it is with your other gifts?

[guinegreer]

What would you consider those other gifts?

[ she's not fishing for compliments, just mostly curious about what he seems to have picked up about her over the course of their one and only conversation so far. ]

[snaggleteeth]

Intellect. Education. Your pride in both. And not that it's required for marriage, but I'm guessing you have a heart.

[guinegreer]

Some people would call that more of a weakness.

[snaggleteeth]

Yeah. Why I wondered if it's easier to trust people with your body than the other.

Is it?

[guinegreer]

Not always. But I think you know that too.

[snaggleteeth]

Disagree with respect, actually. If someone can hurt your body without marking anything else, it doesn't matter. Hardly impossible. The other way happens all the time. And nobody I've ever met has a safe word for that.

[guinegreer]

You're not wrong.

Ever since the commune, I'd much rather have someone hurt my body in all the ways I want them to.

[snaggleteeth]

I don't know a lot about that. Except it was a bad time for about everybody, powers changed. People died. Not you, I hope.

[this is even sincere!]

[guinegreer]

Unfortunately, yes. So you can understand how that might change a person's perspective.

[snaggleteeth]

I imagine. Don't have the arrogance to claim understanding.



Can I ask you a hypothetical question?

[guinegreer]

Honestly, I don't really have any memory of it, which is probably for the best.

Ask away.