he protects the stars

elliot shaw. (he/him) twenty-four. master. "that's all we have, finally, the words, and they had better be the right ones" var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5461196"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); lurking.

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

the feeling of a hand squeezing at his waist had him breathing slightly heavier, eyes wandering between his fingers and where the zipper was. “ nah, ‘can get it. s’right here, i’m just — there’s two zippers on here, “ he commented, words laced with quiet laughter. it took him a few more moments, but he finally got his fingers on it and unzipped, his hand then finding its way beneath the male’s jeans and palming him over the underwear as they walked ( or sort of walked ) toward the other’s cabin. 

“There’s one zipper but okay,” Elliot replied with a quiet chuckle. He found drunk Wren adorable and for all he knew sober Wren was also adorable. At the touch, his eyes fluttered shut for a moment before composing himself slightly so he could get them back to his cabin. Once they arrived, he gently p pulled the other inside.

[thother]

[elliotshaw]

scamvs:

* & | ELLIOT !

              * & | THIS felt idiotic to say the least. he should have just avoided the situation entirely, stayed far away from elliot, but there was just one nagging question that he could not leave alone. ‘ we didn’t do anything. right? ’

“Oh,” Elliot replied, dumbfounded. He could imagine the other worrying over this which Elliot was not offended by. At all. If they had done anything, he was ninety-nine percent sure Seamus would have avoided him. “No, we didn’t,” he replied. “So you can stop worrying about that,” he added with a soft, unsure laugh.

[elliotshaw]

unspokcniisms:

Again, he just shrugged. “She’s doin’ alright now. It’s been almost fifteen years since she lost him.” He phrasing was very specific. He hadn’t known his father for nearly as long as he’d lived without him. It didn’t feel like he’d lost much, in that sense. Not like it was with Maddox. That still hurt, to the point no one he knew in Nashville had any idea he wasn’t an only child. 

“What can I say, my standards are low. Don’t be a jackass, don’t treat me like a doormat…and I guess bein’ either my height or taller’d be good, ‘cause someone in that equation’s gotta be able to reach the top shelf without pullin’ a muscle?” He laughed, very clearly trying to deflect away from the personal information he’d just shared.

“I guess you didn’t know him well, then?” He questioned. It may have been that long but still, death is a huge thing. Elliot still didn’t think he’d handle someone’s death well, even after that maybe years. Of course he didn’t know until it happened but despite his commitment issues, he liked people a lot, liked being around people and did form strong connections with people.

Elliot laughed. Seemed like Tyler really had his priorities in check. “Thinking about the real important stuff, huh?” he asked, smiling. He didn’t think the other’s standards would be low in a normal relationship, outside the place , but it was understandable that he didn’t have high standards in here. 

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

when the darker haired male accepted his offer, there was a devilish smirk playing over his features and he carefully followed, stumbling offhandedly while they walked through the sand toward the cabins. “ don’t know where mine is. they all look the fuckin’ same, “ wren was mumbling, eyes cast downward while his hand reached in front of elliot, working at the zipper of the male’s jeans to the best of his drunken ability.

Elliot laughed because true, and with the alcohol in the other’s system he could imagine it was impossible to figure out where his cabin was. “I can’t help you there, I’ve never been to your cabin before,” he replied. He squeezed the other’s waist as he felt him truing to work on is zipper. “Need some help there?”

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

“ you can fuck me. “ his voice was hushed now while a flush slowly crept its way up his neck toward his cheeks. the redhead was lucky it was dark because his embarrassment fled almost immediately. though, he had soon become dead weight against the other male while nodding almost too eagerly. “ okay, take me. “

“Okay,” Elliot replied with a smirk. He wasn’t going to turn the other male own, he was definitely up for it and knowing it was something the other wanted it was definitely a good feeling. “Sure thing,” he drawled as he wrapped his arm around his waist, directing him to his cabin.

[elliotshaw]

xoluciana:

She giggles at that, taking a moment to playfully nudge the male’s arm with her own. “You’re getting up there, don’t worry.” Luci replies, grinning at the deal. “They should give us nametags or something. I guess that takes away some of the fun though.”

“Good to know,” Elliot replied with a grin. He did like people’s attention, liked knowing people liked him, he couldn’t help it. “I need people to be wearing name-tags until I know I’m good with everyone’s names.”

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

“ elliot, “ he repeated slowly, dragging the male’s name out as he did so. “ i’m wren. “ lifting his head once again, he stared over to where the moonlight reflected from the water, eyes closing momentarily as the rest of his weight leaned against the other’s side. “ if i am, you can just fuck me. well i’ve never actually been fucked before, but i think it’d be okay. maybe not. i don’t know, “ he was rambling, shaking his head as he did so, “ don’t tell anyone else that, though. boys will be lined up to give it to me, right? “ the redhead released a boisterous laugh then. “ can you just take me to bed? “

“Nice to meet you, Wren,” Elliot replied. He liked the way the other said his name, even in the drunken state he was, wondering how good it would sound when the man was sober. “I’d be more comfortable fucking you if you were actually certain,” he told him. He laughed and shook his head. Was this dude even into guys? “Oh, yeah, definitely,” he agreed as he laughed along with Wren. “That I can definitely do.”

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

wren wasn’t completely sure what his endgame here was, but the alcohol flowing through his veins had him feeling light, loose, attaching himself to a stranger. “ did you ever tell me your name? “ he asked, words still slurred while pulling his drink from the other male’s grasp and taking a long swig. “ think m’too drunk to fuck you right now? “ his words were slightly muffled by his mouth pressing against the male’s skin.

Elliot shook his head and laughed. “I didn’t. It’s Elliot.” He didn’t even think the other would remember his name in the morning. Now that was the question, wasn’t it? But Elliot wasn’t the one who could answer that. “That’s for you to decide,” he replied simply. 

[elliotshaw]

unspokcniisms:

Jude found his reaction a bit strange. Then again, Elliot was sort of weird in general. Not in a bad way, just…not exactly the sort he expected when the term ‘master’ came to mind. “My parents were highschool sweethearts. Even after he died, Mama never loved anybody like that. Can’t entirely wrap my head around it, but that was the sort’a thing I wanted.” And the sort of thing he might have been able to have, had his situation been easier to deal with, or if maybe he’d been more honest about it. But he’d missed that chance, and apparently wasn’t getting a second one.

That question actually made Jude pause. He’d never given it much though, really. He didn’t see the point, since even when he was claimed his opinions would only matter as much as his master decided they did. “I dunno.” He finally admitted after a moment. “Don’t be a jackass? Seems like a good start. Haven’t bothered thinkin’ about it too much.”

Elliot also couldn’t wrap his head around that, either. His parents didn’t hate each other and he did sometimes believe there had been love there but not anymore. “That’s sweet,” he said with a small smile. “I’m sorry about your mother, though,” he added after a moment. He couldn’t imagine losing a parent, he was close to them both in their own way so it would be really hard.

He couldn’t help but laugh at Jude’s answer to his question. Straight forward, to the point, Elliot couldn’t argue that. “A definite good start.” He knew he wasn’t a jackass so also a good start for them, if they ever became a them. Elliot’s head was a mess with this whole ordeal. 

[elliotshaw]

xoluciana:

“Well if you can show me some stars later, you might become my favorite master.” Luci teases with a smile, pushing some hair behind her ear carefully. “Who woulda thought so many people would be at a sex mansion, huh? It’s definitely a lot to take in, especially with so many new people coming in every day.”

“I think I should be your favorite anyway,” he replied with a smirk. “But you got yourself a deal.” The stars thing was already a pretty concrete plan so he was fine with that. “It is a bizarre thought,” he agreed. “I already can’t remember the name of half the people I’ve met, new people coming in is just making that harder.”

[elliotshaw]

xoluciana:

“Mm, usually.” Luci shrugs, a small smile going across her lips. “C’mon, I’m sure every master has their favorites, right. People always say they don’t play favorites, but it’s inevitable.” 

“Sure, I have favorites,” Elliot confirmed with a shrug. “But, everyone does, and I don’t have favorites in the sense of... I have pets who are favorites, because I don’t have that kind of relationship with anyone yet.”

[elliotshaw]

unspokcniisms:

Jude laughed, sounding more bitter than he probably meant to. “I do know, though.” he countered, “Seen true love with my own eyes, and it sure as hell ain’t here.” His parents, though. What they’d had, that had been true love. He’d wanted something like that for himself, had been in love with the idea of love for years. He wasn’t getting that here, though, and he couldn’t help but be somewhat bitter about it. Maybe some people did fall in love here. But that wasn’t what this place was for, so there was no point in kidding himself. 

“Happened in my hometown, happened in Nashville, prob’ly gonna happen here.” He only shrugged. It wasn’t like he was actively making himself likeable. “No offense, but most’a the masters here have, like, this thing about control. And ‘m not exactly the textbook submissive type.” He wasn’t too bothered by it. While he didn’t like the danger that came with being unclaimed, knowing that his opinions and wants didn’t matter one bit, he figured it would be just as bad to be claimed by an especially shitty master.

Elliot sure as hell wasn’t about to agree with him. He himself had never been in love, his parents weren’t in love, so what did he know? He knew this place was a sex mansion, filled with pets who were forced her and masters and mistress’s who didn’t really care. He couldn’t argue, even if he had wanted to. “Fair enough. I’ll take your word on it,” he replied with a sad smile. He didn’t even know if he’d ever fall in love, here or elsewhere. He was okay with that, if he was honest. He’s gone all his live so far without it.

“I hope it doesn’t,” he replied genuinely. He didn’t want the other to have to go through the same shit again, didn’t seem right or fair. “None taken.” He wasn’t one of those masters so he certainly wasn’t going to take offense. “What, um,” he cleared his throat. “So what, what would you want from your master?” he asked.

[elliotshaw]

cxllvin:

calvin nodded — perhaps everyone here wasn’t a complete monster like he’d originally thought. ‘ so do you have a … pet? ’ the last word dripped a little bitterly from his tongue. he couldn’t get used to that term to describe himself or any other person, but he knew it was something he’d have to get used to.

Elliot knew Jude was his suggested pet but he hated hearing it like that, he refused to call Jude his suggested pet. It was stupid, really, because him not saying it didn’t erase the fact. “No. I mean, I have a suggested like everyone... but we’re not, like, a thing. I haven’t told him yet,” he explained. “What about you... your suggested master or mistress here?”

[elliotshaw]

xoluciana:

“I’ve always been more of the whatever my partner’s into type.” Luci admits with a shrug. “Again, that’s sweet of you. A lot of people don’t really care, it seems. But again, master perk.” She replies, hoping she wasn’t being too forward with her comments about the mansion. “I guess when you pay that much to get in  here, you get your pick, right?”

“That’s good for your partner.” Elliot couldn’t be like that, couldn’t like something just because his partner did. So it was a good job he liked a lot of things. “Masters certainly do have more perks,” he agreed easily. Well, Elliot didn’t pay, his father didn’t whatever, same different. “Um, yeah, I guess so.”

[elliotshaw]

wrcnc:

“ ‘least you knew what i meant, “ the redhead defended himself, hooded eyes chancing a glance over once again when the male commented. “ oh, you think i’m hot? – alright. “ he paused, bringing his face closer once again until he nudged at the other male’s jaw, lips barely grazing the skin of his neck.

“Good point,” he replied with a soft laugh. Maybe it was the alcohol in his system that made him tune in to what Wren meant. “I do,” he confirmed easily, shrugging his shoulders. He tilted his chin up slightly as he felt the barely there touch on his skin. He looked at the other with a side glance, smirking.

[elliotshaw]

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if you do wanna plot with elliot or imogen though, just hmu!