PM: Would you like to have dinner?
PM: I would love to have dinner.
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@domme-ella
PM: Would you like to have dinner?
PM: I would love to have dinner.
TL PM: Could we maybe go down to the beach too?
TL PM: Of course! That sounds delightful.
TL PM: Thank you, Miss. That sounds great, actually. I won't take up too much of your time after, but some Netflix would be awesome.
TL PM: You can have as much of my time as you want. The best thing to do after a demo is to just declare the day over and relax.
PM: Okay. Sorry. I'm just really nervous. I haven't ever done a demo. I was excused from them in Academy so this is really nerve wracking.
TL PM: Nothing to apologize for. It’s okay to be nervous. You’re certainly not the only one on the island who’s anxious about their demos. You’ll be fine. We’ll do something simple, it won’t take long, and then if you’d like, you can come back to my suite and watch Netflix and forget all about it.
PM: That sounds incredible. Thank you, Miss. And I'm sorry in advance if I get weird, or... panic about anything.
PM: That’s not something you ever need to apologize for. Don’t worry. I promise, you won’t upset me, and the last thing I want to do is upset you. We’ll talk about everything, and I won’t do anything unexpected during the demo. Plus, you can always safeword, even in the demo, and nothing bad will happen, I promise.
PM: Oh, the cots aren't that bad... but yes, that would be nice, thank you, Miss Ella. Do you mind if I use your shower? I went for a walk in the rain and I should probably warm up a little before we talk.
PM: I don’t mind at all. You could even have a bath if you’d like, the suites have lovely tubs.
PM: How about this. You spend time with Maisy, as much as she needs, then give me a call or text or message or something, and I'll come over.
PM: That sounds really good. I’ll make dinner for the two of us. I haven’t cooked in a while.
PM: Maybe? Maybe um... the second column on the easy card? Starting with dress up and going down? None of those have to be sexual, right?
PM: Yes, that would work really well, I think. Why don’t I come and get you from the sub room, and you and I can come back to my suite and talk about it? You could stay in my suite tonight, if you’d like, since it’s quite early in the morning we have to do our demo, and I’m sure it’d be nice to be off your cot for a night.
PM: Good luck with the demo! Let me know if you want me to be there.
PM: Thanks. I'm not sure what I'm doing yet, it might be horribly boring. I thought about asking you, but... I didn't want to put any pressure on you. Maybe we could hang out afterwards, though? Unless Maisy needs my attention.
PM: Yes please, thank you. I'm not comfortable with anything sexual. I'm not comfortable with demos in general but I think i'll be able to get through something non-sexual.
PM: Don’t worry, I’ve been here a while and most of my demos have been non-sexual. We’ll be fine. Do you want to try to get one of the bingos? Maybe on the easy card?
PM: Um, Miss? I think we've been paired for the demos... I'm Maisy.
PM: Hi, Maisy, I’m Ella. We should probably get together and talk about what we want to do, huh? What kinds of things are you comfortable with?
Never seeing Baby again. Being a subpar Domme. Not being desired.
Never seeing Baby again. - Yes, 9/10, this is what I worry constantly.
Being a subpar Domme. - Yes. But less than it used to be. 5/10
Not being desired. - More than I’m willing to admit. 8/10
Try to guess my character's fears. They'll have to answer honestly with yes or no and rate out of 10 how scared of it they are.
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Exploration || Ella/Daevas
Daevas grinned as he munched on the fries. She was right. Amsterdam did fries well. He didn’t even notice that she’d been reaching into her own purse: to Daevas, he paid for the dates. That was something he’d fought relentlessly with Hannah over. Hannah had been all about equality. But Daevas was all about being a gentleman. Not that it mattered, because telling her that he wanted to kiss her was not very gentlemanly. He was surprised that she took it as well as she did. His thumb ran over her fingers as she played with his, smiling just a bit. Daevas nodded at her statements. He could see her absence, like she was wishing Baby was there with them. “Baby is a lucky man,” Daevas said, and tossed the empty fries container in the trashcan next to them. He slipped his hand to the side of her face, smiling, just a little. “Say no more. if you’d like something, let me know. If not… I’m more than happy to spend time with you, as friends, and I’ll never try to kiss you again.”
Ella tipped her head fractionally, letting herself enjoy the feeling of Daevas’s hand, warm against her skin. It felt like being held, like she didn’t have to think about it or be careful or take control. Like for a second she didn’t have to try so hard to hold herself together. She shifted her weight closer to Daevas, her hand going to his waist. “I think... I might like to try the kissing part. With you.”
Difficult decisions || Daevas/Ella
Daevas wasn’t quite sure what was happening. He’d been spending as much time with Hannah as possible since they came back from Amsterdam, but it was looking bleak. No brain activity for some time. Daevas knew what that meant, but it wasn’t something he was willing to face. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But he knew that she wasn’t in any sort of state to be anyone’s Mistress, and if Daevas was going to move on… well. He could either make the decision now, or the state could make the decision for him later. It was strange for him to call Ella, but he couldn’t help it. She was one of the only soft places to fall he had.
There was a knock on the door, and he answered it quickly. He looked weary, even though he’d had a relatively good night’s sleep, bags under his eyes, thick with the decision he had to make. “Hey,” he said, and stood out of the way so Ella could enter.” “I didn’t mean to put this on you.”
Ella shook her head as she came in. “No, you need someone to talk to and you shouldn’t have to deal with this alone. This is what friends are for.” She moved a step closer, giving him time to pull back if he wanted, then pulled him to her into a hug. “You’ve got enough to deal with, don’t feel bad about talking to me about it on top of all of that.” She pressed a little kiss to his cheek, small and chaste, standing on her tip toes to do it, then pulled away, looking up at him, waiting for him to speak at his own pace.
Difficult decisions || Daevas/Ella
Ella made her way quickly to Daevas’ villa, trying to think of what to say to him the whole way there. She knew he was going through so much right now. They hadn’t talked about his Dominant much, but Ella knew she was in a coma. The only other thing she knew was how much Daevas cared for her. Giving up his claim, even with her comatose, wasn’t something he would do easily. Ella had no idea how she could help, but she didn’t want him to be alone with this, and she knew he didn’t know many people on the island yet. If nothing else, Ella wanted to be there to give him a hug and tell him it was okay to make the hard decisions.
She knocked on his door when she arrived, then waited, not wanting to intrude on his space. The last thing he needed today was to worry about boundaries being crossed.
@daevasgraye
PM: Villa 503. They just told me there's not really... she's not getting up. Out of the two decisions they told me to start thinking about, it's the only one I can handle.
PM: I’ll be there in a minute, you can talk it out with me, okay?