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"I think...that I would rather recollect a life mis-spent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt. There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts." private group rp blog

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

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scarlettxruby:

Ruby made a humming noise as Otto confirmed his lover’s name. It made no real difference to Ruby who the man was. All that mattered was that Otto wished to please him. And Ruby wanted to help him do just that. 

She smiled at Otto’s touch, appreciating it for what it was. He was quiet man, something Ruby had always enjoyed about him. But still waters ran very, very deep, so she knew her friend was much more than he let show. She’d seen a bit of it, the loosening of the firm set of his jaw, the easing of the tightness in his shoulders, the relaxing of his body as he fell boneless against her, flushed and warm. And as much as Ruby enjoyed Otto as he was now, gentle and slightly harried, she very much enjoyed him in other was as well. 

“I’m glad for your company either way,” Ruby said, though her smile faded a bit at his amending comment. “Yes. It is. Especially when you don’t know if you can fix it, no matter how much you might want to.” She swallowed thickly before clearing her throat and turning to business at hand. 

“Jewel tones: sapphire, garnet, emerald, ruby,” she grinned back at him. “Like the name implies. But blue it is.” She took her selections and waited on him to choose as well before they moved off to the dressing area. 

“Alright.” She watched his back for a moment, before slipping out of her heels and setting them aside as he offered that she should go first. Her dress came next. Ruby pulled it over her head and laid it on the velvet chair situated in the corner. Last came her bra, leaving her in her panties, one arm crossed over her chest for modesty’s sake, even though her hair covered most of the important bits. 

“Which one first?” she asked, moving into his line of sight to peer at his selections. “I do love the red one.” Her fingers stroked down the delicate patterns in the fabric. “Tell me where you’d like me.” She smiled and waited patiently, as if she wasn’t standing nearly nude in the changing room of a - however upscale - sex shop and boutique.

"Yes. My god the temptation to fix things is so very strong and yet..." Otto sighed, pulled away from the present day by his own concerns. His gaze drifting to a shadow in the corner of the room though in his mind's eye all he could see was Teddy's stern and disappointed face. "I think fix is probably the wrong word for it. One can't mend the past once it's already past but I can certainly try to improve where I've fallen short."

Otto, realizing he was being a bit too broody, turned up his head again. Letting Ruby and her melliferous accent, voice as soft and smooth as the curves of her, wash over him. "I actually think I like the jewel tones. Perhaps if i was getting more than one of these, of, uh," Otto did not look away, although it was a bit of a fight to stop himself from swallowing to harshly. He'd seen all of her and more of course. Felt parts of her that were more intimate and primal then whas was on display as she waited for Otto to choose a corset to lace her up. Ruby was such a natural thing, how she undressed, covered herself in an expression of modesty classical painters would love. All the trappings of innocence but still a wink and a hint of sensuality that the patrons really desired.

Ruby was so naturally desireable.

"I think I like you, uh, right there I mean. I'll help you with the red one." Otto cleared his throat. He did not bother disrobing yet, it wasn't his turn. Ruby held all of his attention he opened the snaps that held onto the red corset and held it out in front of him. "If you raise your hands I can stil this over your head and see it snug against your body." Otto stepped toward her back, and leaned in close so his words might brush against her shoulder. "Red is a color so much more forgiving of stains isn't it? You would look lovely in whites and creams but I'd be too afraid of ruining it."

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Technically Invited Guest ||  Lina & Otto

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evangelinethorn:

Lina’s mouth parted, and her eyes twinkled in curiosity, “Really, oh where?” Otto Leitner had been on a trip as well? At this point in the game, she sort of saw Otto as a squatter, clearly, she’d been wrong. She smiled sweetly at his reassurance that he was alright and took the few, slower steps closer to Otto so that any distance between them was pretty much closed. She tried to hide the amused little grin at Otto’s stuttering, it wasn’t even a fond grin, but a more mocking one. “You do?” Lina repeated, airy and a little high pitched. “Well see, you didn’t have to hide it at all.”

The news of a great grandson was not something Lina had been expecting though, and this genuine surprise showed on her expression for just a moment. “No shit.” Lina breathed, rubbing her chin, letting the information properly soak in before she returned to her typical state of standing tall and overly confident. “How did that all come about? I mean, how did he find you? Oh what’s his name?” Now the questions were coming in a rapid succession “Tell me Otto, oh please.” Lina leaned forward, even closer to his face now, begging almost like a child.

"I went to New York City, to pick him up," He swallowed, cleared his throat and attempted to take a step back. "I do hope that's not too much of a surprise for you that I have family." Lina offered him no space, no leeway, no breathing room. It wasn't that he needed it but he certainly would have appreciated it. He fiddled with the front of his jacket, on the basis of straightening it but really there was no hiding the movement as nervous fiddling. Some lackluster attempt to create a barrier between him and Lina out of the flurry of his hands.

"Not that it is, uh, any of your business but-" Otto tilted his chin up, "-it was his sister that contacted me. She's always been the more astute and observant. Found me out without much to do on my part save showing up to my son's funeral." He said too much. Lina would hardly be happy of course but by Otto's standards he'd said much too much. He hadn't meant to be this revelatory but Lina was so close to him now and he knew how mecurial her moods were. Those delicate hands and smooth nails looked gentle but could pierce a man's chest as easy as if she were pressing into unbaked dough.

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Chance Encounter || Freddie & Otto

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freddiewatts:

Highly entertained at the amount of offense Henry was able to summon when compared physically to Otto, Freddie filed it away along with all the other little personal details that the boy seemed to shed almost continuously - a bit like a shaggy dog losing fur in the summertime - and flashed him a smile that fell just slightly short of contrition. “Is it?” the fairy said, as though the similarities between the two men weren’t so obvious as to be visible from space. “My apologies, love.”

“I suppose that’s just my bias showing, really,” he added with a cheeky sort of a glint in his eye, “Given that I find your grandfather as handsome as I do.”

And Freddie watched as the younger man took a moment to appraise him, Henry drawing whatever conclusions he thought could be gathered from the fairy’s looks, clothes, and carriage, before attempting to answer the question Freddie had posed - and asking one of his own.

His descriptions of Otto were interesting, of course - wilting kitten conjuring all sorts of images, all of which were almost entirely at odds with the persona that Freddie encouraged and Otto had gradually been coming to adopt when they were together; prickish and prickly also flying in the face of Freddie’s experience with his older lover - and the fairy laughed when the boy arrived at the idea that Freddie must be a golddigger, or a sugar baby, attracted by the vampire’s wealth.

“He does have money, yeah,” Freddie smiled, “-and let’s be honest, no-one’s ever been disappointed to discover that someone they find appealing is well-off - but I’ve got money of my own, so that’s not really a factor here.” The breeze left in Otto’s wake as he rushed around opening the Audi’s doors ruffled Freddie’s hair slightly, and when the vampire came to a halt at the open passenger door, waiting for Freddie to climb inside, the fairy turned to catch Henry’s eye, still smiling. “But that,” he said, indicating Otto’s little flurry of motion, “-never fails to do something to me, yeah? And I don’t mean the speed.”

“The fact of the matter is that your grandfather is a gentleman, Henry darling. One of the last of his kind. He’s attentive, indulgent, and knows how to give me the things that I want on his own sort of terms. Which is very very attractive.”

Freddie turned his attention back to Otto then, and stepped closer, murmuring, “Thank-you, love,” before kissing the vampire’s mouth softly and slipping into the car to wait for the Leitner men to join him.

Otto could hear every word of the conversation, because of course he could he's a vampire. It wasn't like either man was making an attempt to hide it. Otto still pretended he couldn't hear it feigning privacy that no one has asked for in attempt to be polite, as was a matter of course for Otto--politeness no one asked for but he presumed everyon required.

From the way he held his shoulders a little higher, smile a touch more smug, Otto was doing a poor job of pretending not to hear the compliments. He may as well been made of sugar the way he melted into Freddie's kiss. Now was not the time to overly indulge himself, as tempting, as it was to slip formless into Freddie's arms as his tongue slipped into the other man's mouth, Otto still had to get his great grandson home. Not to mention turning into a wobbly Otto shaped puddle was not the preferred course to take with Freddie.

"Come along liebchen, this should not take to long." Otto nodded and Freddie, after he gently closed the fairy's door he was behind the wheel as quick as he pleased. Henry was left to slink into the back all on his own, and continued to sulk in the back of the seat, sliding left to right when Otto took the turns a bit too fast.

When they did get back to Otto's home Henry exited the car as soon as it was stopped. Spiriting away to do something enigmatic or private, or at least be away from his great grandfather and the accompanying lover.

Otto was more than eager to sweep up Freddie in his arms as soon as he was able. "Have I kept you waiting for too long?"

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Technically Invited Guest ||  Lina & Otto

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evangelinethorn:

Lina rolled her eyes at Otto’s reaction and slight scold. Well, of course, she knew she shouldn’t. But where was the fun in that? “I’ve been out of town Otto, and I’ve been a bit busier settling back in. Honestly, when you hadn’t noticed I’d returned-“ She pouted resting a hand on her chest. “Well, I was a little offended, but I’m here now-“ And just like that the bright smile reappeared, “So all is forgiven. I’ve missed you, actually, worried about you a few moments during my absence.” It wasn’t even a complete lie. Her mind had drifted back to Otto, wondering if the vampire was keeping himself alive properly, still socializing and making use of his immortal gift. It was such a thing to waste after all.

But the few admitted moments of thought dissipated, and she sighed with disappointment again, “You know, if you’re going to lie to me Otto, at least lie well.” It was almost like a little insult to her intelligence. “Come on, don’t be so secretive with an old friend.” She sauntered a little bit closer, “What sort of guest has been staying with you?” She could tell, even without the slip up from Otto that someone else had been in residence. “It’s not like you to allow people into your abode for extended stays often. Did you really think, you could pull it over on me?”

“Well-” Otto approached her purposefully, trying to feel less like a school-boy who’d just been caught sneaking about and dodging classes. This was his house- Lina was the intruder. “I’ve also been away. So I think our trips away might have coincided. Uh, though, it is certainly nice to be back and see you again. I assure you I am doing well, uh, in case you were worried” Try as he might to stand his ground, his dedication to manners and natural toadish nature could not be staved off for long.

“I- I- uh I wasn’t- it-” Otto sputtered. Then clenched his jaw, exhaling stale breath between gritted teeth. Not so much a sigh of resignation as it was exasperation. “Yes, well I do have a visitor. Obviously he isn’t here now but he is, uh,” he licked his lips as he weighed how much he should say, “he’s my great grandson. Going through a, uh, difficult time so I expect you’ll be understanding.”

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

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scarlettxruby:

Ruby had shopped here often enough, and spent enough money on a rare occasion or two, that the women up front remembered her. She’d merely used that past knowledge to her advantage, along with a few sweet words and compliments. 

“Mr. Aynesworth?” Ruby asked simply for clarification once they were privately secured, having only met the man twice. Once at the warehouse, and once when she was looking for a job that didn’t involve being a Blood Doll. She didn’t particularly care for the nymph who seemed to think rather highly of himself, but Otto apparently did. And that’s what mattered. 

At Otto’s frustrations, and the admittance of not taking his lover’s feelings into consideration, even knowing said lover’s own particular brand of emotional baggage, Ruby dipped her head. She frowned a bit as the vampire’s troubles hit a bit close to home. “I’m sorry to hear that. It’s an awful place to be. Knowin’ we’ve hurt someone we care about, and not knowin’ what to do to fix it. Or if we even can. Even though we want to.” Reaching out, Ruby rubbed a hand down her friend’s arm, not wanting to burden him with her own troubles, similar though they seemed to be, but feeling as though she could share and not be judged too terribly. 

“I find myself in a similar situation,” she said quietly.

Watching him step away, the small, affectionate smile returned to her face. “You’re welcome. And we all have substance, darlin’. Everyone does. The trick is seein’ it for yourself. An’ believin’ it.” 

Ruby watched him for a moment longer before moving off to the corsets suited for someone of Otto’s shape and size. “Any particular color your Teddy is partial too?” she asked as she sorted through the racks. “I’d say something in a dark blue, or some other jewel tone. It’ll be beautiful against your skin.” 

The mention of red had Ruby smiling for real. “I love red,” she told him, turning to look at him over her shoulder. “It’s perfect.” 

A few minutes later and they each had a few selections in hand. They headed for the spacious - as apparently corset tying required arm room - dressing areas and stepped behind the curtains. Ruby hung her selections on the provided hooks and turned to look at Otto. “You first? Or me?” she grinned slowly, stepping close and tugging gently at the lapel of his shirt. 

"Oh, uh, yes Teddy Aynesworth. A fellow professor at the University." Otto confirmed, knowing nothing of their interactions. Had they spoken about it, which Teddy and Otto may well have, the passing comments did not stick in the vampire's mind with any sense of importance.

Which may have been for the best, considering how the two most often spoke about people when they were together; not many could stand up to their exacting standards. Not even Otto himself if his self doubt and quivering self-hate was to be any judge.

Otto didn't look at Ruby while she admitted her own problems. Small as her voice was, of course he heard it His tongue darted over his lips, about to ask her which of the men in her life the trouble was with, but stopped. "I uh- Well I'd offer advice or elicit it if I thought that sort of thing may help. But, well, I'm afraid I'm probably only good for commiserating." Ruby seemed of the type to appreciate physical affection, so he copied the way her hand grazed down his arm- friendly. Although it lacked any of the comforting warmth she had in her gesture.

"It is terrible feeling isn't it? To stew in that sort of mistake."

He cleared his throat, thoughts thrown back to corsets, Teddy, and his preferences. The fist and most immediate answer that filled his mind was 'eels' but eels was neither a style of dress nor colour so it wasn't very helpful. His lips thinned to a long dark line the wiggled as he chewed at the inside of his mouth. Even without his help Ruby had a good sartorial eye, at least where this purchase was considered.

“I’m not quite sure what constitutes jewel tones but, uh, the dark blues I think would work well. And, er, perhaps,” Otto stroked one corset, then the other. Looking from his selections to Ruby’s own, before he turned around in the small cordoned off changing area. He rolled his shoulders back, reminding himself that as they’d already had sex sharing this sort of space was hardly more scandalous. “Um, perhaps you should go first. I have, uh, more familiarity with the tying side of things then I do anything else.”

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Chance Encounter || Freddie & Otto

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freddiewatts:

Freddie wet his lips at Otto’s immediate protest to his suggestion that he retire and leave the Leitners to a family dinner, pleased to have shuffled the vampire’s current priorities into something more personally beneficial; and he smiled, satisified that he wouldn’t be forgotten again. Their desire for one another, the attraction between them, apparently so evident that even Henry-the-Hard-Done-By felt compelled to capitulate to it.

“Well, in that case, darling,” the fairy murmured to Otto, his lips still curved into something flirtatious and promising, “-I’d love to go back to yours.” 

And then he turned back to Henry, still smiling, though in a decidedly less provocative manner. A bit flirty maybe, a bit arch - Freddie couldn’t shut it off entirely - but devoid of the sexual charge he favoured Otto with, and he held up a hand, swearing, “Best behaviour in the car, Henry - I promise.”

The young man’s comment about addictive personality didn’t pass without his notice, of course - addictions could be very useful things when approached correctly - but that was the sort of information that was much better volunteered than dug for, and the fairy chose to address the former part of the statement instead, hoping to create enough ease that the latter would come up again organically. 

“Heredity’s actually already been rather good to you, love,” Freddie mused, the three of them moving along so that Otto could cash out and they could be on their way, “-I mean, you and your Grandad could be brothers, yeah?”

“So what is it, do you think, that Otto’s doing that you aren’t? You spend time with him, see him in action and all that - so what’s his secret?” 

Freddie grinned. "Maybe I can help clear a few things up for you in that regard, eh? Speaking as one of his jock chompers…”

otto could see no better solution to their little impasse then to have Freddie come home with him. That at least would not only placate Henry but it helped immensely with the vampire's temptations that would have assuredly had him kicked out of the casino for good were he to give into them. 

Thoughts on what was to happen after, and how he might control the noise  inside the thin old walls of his house, were to be a problem for later. Now Otto was concerned with cashing out and leading his gaggle of men out to the car. The lump sum of cash was shoved awkwardly into his jacket, but (to Henry's relief) it was the only awkward bulge inside Otto's clothes.

Henry, who walked behind Otto and at Freddie's side, bristled slightly. The way his shoulders tightedn and lips thinned out till his mout might have disappeared was yet more idiosyncracies that seemed to pass down the Leitner line. Clearly he didn't take the brother coment as the compliment Freddie meant it as. "If you say so, personally I don't see it. His chin's all wrong." Otto's and Henry's chin were almost mirror images of each other, but Henry didn't see that. Or he meant something completely different, just to dig at Otto. The vampire could clearly hear them talk, but kept his eyes forward as if he didn't out of some sense of politeness.

"God I dunno'" Henry shrugged, really looking at Freddie now, up and down. It was a look without lust but without any sense of shyness or embarrassment. Freddie was objectively, and by all modern standards, a dreamboat. Fit, fitted into a very expensive suit that showed off almost all of his best assets, and a confident strut that fit him better than any suit. "He's like this wilting kitten with Teddy, with Iann he's just a prickish and picky as he is with me. What do you like about him? I guess he's got more money..." And just as Henry came to that shallow conclusion Otto stopped them in front of the audi.

Otto rushed to open the doors, for both Henry and Freddie. A cool breeze washing over the two younger men as the vampire moved with a blur, finally coming back into focus standing at the passenger side door and waiting for Freddie. "Well, uh,  gentlemen, shall we?"

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Technically Invited Guest ||  Lina & Otto

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evangelinethorn:

Everything about Otto Leitner led to disappointment, even if Lina had an invitation to the younger vampire’s estate, it shouldn’t have been so easy to get in. The front door was locked, but one loop around to a side window and Lina pushed it open easily and hoisted herself inside. It was good Otto wasn’t actually home, she wanted her presence to be a bit of a surprise so she passed the time in the dark save one or two lit candles and perched herself contentedly in an arm chair in the parlor, a room fairly close to the front door, and a book in her lap.

It was a dense book, dusty and boring, nothing she’d subject herself to at any other time. But then Lina didn’t want to go digging too deeply, though…a ridiculous 19th century erotica could be good teasing material. By the time that idea crossed her mind though she could hear Otto coming and Lina shifted slightly in the chair standing and setting the tome to the side. Soon enough Otto was inside, speaking to the whole of the house, and clearly to someone. Lina stepped out of the parlor into view and leaned against the open door frame with her hip. “Hello darling.” She waved to him with her fingers, “Did you miss me? If you went out had a good time, you should have invited me, it’s only polite after all.” Lina kept her sweet upturned smile and twirled a lock of her hair, “Now who on earth were you talking to? Don’t tell me you’re already losing your mind.”

"Mein Gott, Evangeline," Otto startled backward before he caught himself. His hand dropping from his chest quickly, in an effort to not appear like a complete caricature of fear in from of the elder vampire. "You shouldn't- Well you shouldn't sneak up on a person like that. I don't recall you arranging a visit, but had you I would have been happy to greet you properly." But of course she caught him by surprise, she was so much quieter, bolder, sleek and beautiful than him-- so much better at being a vampire. He frowned.

"I wasn't talking to anyone, clearly, there's no one here." He lied, poorly, hoping to bluff his way out of discussing Henry with Lina. Weather he was successful remained to be seen.  Otto knew too much about her to be entirely comfortable introducing her to his family. "What exactly brings you here today, my dear Lina." Otto turned his head to glare at her once he could pull his eyes away from the window that hadn't been latching properly since he broke it during Iann and his pursuit of an enchanted duck.

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

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scarlettxruby:

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Ruby said with a pleased smile. “Anyone in particular you’re tryin’ to make swoon? Or is it for… personal pleasure?” She knew she was asking a lot of personal questions, but seeing as how they were here, and both looking for the same thing, Ruby didn’t see the problem. Otto would tell her if she was pressing too hard. He had before. 

“Of course it’s alright.” She touched his arm again before looking around the section, his slight discomfiture not going unnoticed. “Give me just a minute, okay?” Giving him a small wink, she turned and went back out to the main floor. A few quick words with the shopkeeper, which included the subtle dropping of her married name - even if he might have never been in this particular store, everyone in town seemed to know Freddie - and she and Otto had the entire place to themselves. The salesgirl even shut the double-doors leading to the lingerie section behind Ruby as she came back in. 

“There. ‘S just us now. No one’ll bother us.” Perhaps lessening the threat of prying eyes would help Otto relax. The only tension she wanted here was what would be put on the corset strings once they found something suitable. She sat her bags down on a chair and slipped off her coat, laying it there as well. 

Ruby’s mind wandered too. Their last encounter had been… even now she felt the warm rise in her belly at the memory of his fangs in her thigh…

But she was getting ahead of herself. She stepped back towards him, reaching to tug gently on the lapels of his coat. “Would it be alright if I picked one for you to start? You can do the same? For me? And we’ll go from there?” 

“I- uh...” Otto faded off into silence as he waited for Ruby to do as she needed to secure their shopping session was made private. He was keen to be away from prying eyes or ears, not that there were many or at all but the threat of even one was enough for Otto. He watched, a bit astounded that Ruby had been able to pull as much weight with the shopkeepers to get such personalized service--astounded and impressed.

Perhaps he had misjudged Ruby, based on his old world sensibilities and outdated prejudices regarding her carriage and speech. Perhaps she was just an especially good customer at the store. All these thoughts and hypotheses were pushed to the side when he could finally ‘breath’ easier and address Ruby’s questions with some privacy.

"I- well- I was hoping to find something that may, uh, appeal to Teddy. I'm afraid I've been especially awful to him as of late, fretful, forgetful, too wrapped up on my own problems to think about how my choice might affect him." Otto admitted with a sigh. His shoulders slumping now that his body was no longer wound so tight-- keeping all that back. “And all of that after I knew how, uh, inexperience- Uh, no- Not inexperienced but, um, perhaps it’s more accurate to say Teddy is not predisposed to opening his heart to, well, many people.” Otto coughed awkwardly. Perhaps he shared too much but with Ruby, who he’d seen through lust and panic, and thus felt inordinately close to afterward.

"Thank you so much for all your, uh, help. If you are kind enough to help pick out something for me that, uh-" He cleared his throat, "allows me to look appealing. It would be beneficial to get an outsider's opinion I'm afraid when I look in a mirror I see nothing of substance." He smiled, stepping away from the corsets he was looking at and approaching a rack that contained corsetry with more ample support in the chest.

"I'd be happy to pick one out for you, um, to model," he grinned again. Otto's shyness melting away slowly but surely as he turned away from Ruby to palm a couple pieces on display. "Red. I dare say, suits you enormously well and I should think it hasn't done me wrong as of late."

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Missed Correction || Iann & Otto

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ianncardero:

“Yeah cool,”  Iann said, tuning out vaguely as Otto recounted the work he did for Freddie. Which, frankly, Iann didn’t really care about.  Freddie trusted Otto, Iann trusted Leitner - that was all Iann needed.  Now it was just a matter of plying Otto with incentives for working with them, and so Iann dedicated his brainpower for that.  “I mean obviously it won’t be full-time or anything.  You’d still be a professor.  But I figure since you don’t need to sleep, you might need something extra to do.”

Iann looked over at Henry.  “Plus if you get any more visitors to Soapberry, we can hook them up with great discounted accommodations, with lots of amenities.”

Henry piped up again, and Iann was all-smiles now, pure small-town benevolence that to Otto (who knew Iann well) was clearly just an act.  But an act Iann put on for fun, not out of repression or malice.  He pointed the way to Erzebet’s, pausing when Henry mocking offered a kiss between the two.  Iann paused and turned to look at Otto.  He clapped his hands onto Otto’s skinny face, and pulled the vampire forward (more like pulled himself closer to Otto, since Otto was the one with vampire strength and all) and kissed Otto soundly on his fat squished lips with a loud obnoxious “MWAH” noise.  

“Better, kid?” Iann asked Henry as he beamed from atronach to vampire. Iann released Otto then, and headed towards Erzebet’s/

Otto stared with surprise. A familiar and oddly warm glower settled over his face. Otto had to look up at Iann to glare at him, neck craned back.

"Very nice," Henry nodded, his disaffected youth waning so he could smirk at the display. "Well I'm starved, you can talk about shoving me off into a barely finished hotel so you have the whole house for you and your harem of hot men and women while we eat."

Henry set off in a direction, garnered mostly from Iann's pointing. Before Otto had a chance to respond to anything he found himself having to catch up. This new business relationship with Iann could be hammered out later.

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Technically Invited Guest ||  Lina & Otto

Otto had so much free time now. He was inundated with it, assaulted with hours of the day he had to fill. All because of a family emergency that required him to take a brief sabbatical. Now Henry was, mostly, squared away but his job as a professor was not scheduled to start up again until next 'semester'.

So his evening this day was spent at a 'wine and art' shop. He arrived back at his house in a state, and with considerably more paint stains.

"That was entirely not what I was expecting." Otto complained to the house at large as soon as he crossed the threshold. Although it was directed at Henry, who Otto assumed was somewhere in the house and not at a local cafe trying to find out when Selkie Saxophone night (the lie Iann told him) was taking place.

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

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scarlettxruby:

A good amount of time had passed since Ruby had last seen Otto. And standing there, she realized just how much she’d missed him. Her touch was light enough and brief enough that she didn’t feel the tension rise in his muscles, but she did get the feeling that he wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing. Or looking for rather. Well, she supposed they were in the same boat then. Ruby’s corset experience being well… none. But she planned to rectify that. 

Finally, he looked up, realizing it was her and not the sales attendant. Ruby smiled. “You as well. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?” Her eyes followed his on a trip around the room, the majority of which - at least in this section - consisted of various types of lingerie. One of which he held in his hand. Though she realized as he snapped the hanger back on the rack that he seemed a bit out of sorts. And then, bless him, he started to ramble. 

“I was. Shoppin’ that is,” she nodded. “Nothin’ wrong with wanting somethin’ beautiful for yourself.” A hand reached out and traced over the laced edges of one of the garments in front of them. “Or someone else?” Her head tilted, and she looked him over for a moment, her lower lip finding it’s way between her teeth. 

“You said you were lookin’ for one, right? For yourself? Well… I am too. For me. Maybe we could… help each other?”

"No. No. Not at all- I mean- There's nothing wrong with wanting something beautiful for yourself." Otto corrected himself quickly. Swallowing hard as his gaze was drawn between her teeth much like her bottom lip. She had saved him so neatly from devolving into a mass of sputtering half finished sentences and here he was about to fall head first in another pitfall.

"I was- I mean I am, looking for myself." He admitted, with not some small sense of shame. He was, even as he struggled to keep up with the moving forward as time never ceased, a product of his time. The fact that Ruby seemed to take his wanting to wear something frilly and tight (although he hoped to a god he did not believe in that he could find something tasteful) in stride was astounding to him. "If that is alright... uh..." It took him a while to find his footing again.

"I mean- if it's alright then, uh, yes. I would be happy for your help." He smiled, put even as he imagined what the two of them trying on corsets might look like he could not help his mind from wandering. It was so easy to bring up images from their brief and heated encounter. Otto could not help but wonder, only recently opening himself to casual sexual encounters, if that was unavoidable after sleeping with someone.

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Laid Threadbare || Teddy & Otto

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The room was silent as the grave except for Otto's continuing whimpers and pleas-- thin and dry as the man himself. Otto hadn't even noticed, so focused he was on the pain and pleasure Teddy delivered him with such wonderful cruelty.

His mind had drifted off and entered a subspace where few things could reach him. If Teddy said anything now, had any request or beratement, Otto would have listened and obeyed-- but that would have jostled him out of this sort of purgatory between punishment and atonement. A place where Otto didn't have to think, only feel and experience. God, what a relief that he didn't have to think. It made the torture that much sharper and sweeter.

How was it Otto was always drawn to such duality. Bitter and sweet. Hot and cold.

The heat from the melting whiskey icicle filled his desperately engorged cock even as it was mashed against the concave of his stomach. Otto experienced the humiliating sensation that he was pissing himself, in front of Teddy the orchestrator of his punishment. Nevermind that the vampire hadn't had to relieve himself in over a hundred years-- he wasn't thinking after all.

It was all so much humiliation and pain but instead of trying to cover himself up in shame Otto only fell deeper into it. His rawboned hips rocked upward, thrusting into Teddy's heel even as it crushed him. The plaintive noises he made taking on more heated undertones.

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Chance Encounter || Freddie & Otto

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freddiewatts:

Otto had begun to stutter a bit, ostensibly flustered and wrong-footed by the sudden appearance of his grandson - grandson, Freddie thought, caught somewhere between shock and delighted amusement, fucking hell - and the fairy, not wanting to lose his lover entirely to discomfiture and agitation, took the vampire’s arm easily and fluidly, adopting a posture that, while subtle, indicated that Otto was meant to be the dominant force in their relationship. 

“Iann was passing himself off as your lover?” Freddie chuckled, “Just to wind you up? Was he awful about it?” But when the boy mentioned Teddy, Freddie consciously bit back the urge to grin, in case Otto didn’t find ‘psycho-dom’ to be quite as hilarious a descriptor as he did, and simply nodded his head in understanding. “Teddy. Of course.”

He did however return both the pleasant firmness of Henry’s handshake and his smile after the lad had introduced himself. “Freddie Watts,” the fairy replied, reciprocating the courtesy of a surname, “And as I said, darling, it’s an absolute pleasure.” 

“Did I hear you right though? That I’ve disrupted your dinner plans with your grandfather?” Freddie glanced between grandfather and grandson, all contrition. “If I have,” he went on, “-then by all means, carry on, yeah? I should never have presumed to monopolize your Grandad’s time.”

Well, contrition may have been a bit of a stretch. 

Really, he had no intention of allowing himself to be fobbed off for the evening. Not without a considerable amount of blue-balled regret on Otto’s part, at least. 

Freddie had been promised attention - and he intended to get some.

Turning back to his lover, the fingertips of his free hand rubbing gently at his Otto’s chest, a bit of smoulder reigniting in his eyes, the fairy asked, “Shall I leave you to it then?”

“…and we’ll catch up another time?”

"Oh,well he wasn't terrible at all. Henry had just mistaken Iann for a, um, lover- and- well-" Otto cleared his thoat of the mild laughter caught in it. "I think he just enjoyed play acting the, uh, jealous lover- for some reason..." So he was a little terrible, but in a way Otto could easily excuse. What was much harder for him to forgive was his great-grandson's disregard for his primary lover Teddy.

He shot Henry a hard stare just to make that point known. Completely missing any sign of Freddie's tamped down amusement.

"Standing plans really." Henry interjected, because he was starting to feel like he'd have to to get any amount of attention from his great-grandad at all. "It's just Zaydeh here has the only car and I don't really know my way around." Henry broke out the big guns with the 'Zaydeh' name. Pulling at familiar heartstrings and trying not to let Otto's nonverbal chastising get to him.

Already Otto's attention was pulled back towards Freddie and wrapped comfortably around the fairy like a fashionable stole. Those fingertips against his chest and the look in the fairy's eyes were the only source of heat in the cold and empty house that was Otto's body. He swallowed as it did not take much on Freddie's part to remind the vampire of their history together and how much better dinners with Freddie were.

He did not want Freddie to leave.

"No! I- I mean- uh, yes of course we will have to reconvene at a later-"

"Fine!" Henry interjected yet again, "God, I can pass on the dinner. Just drive me home we've got enough food there I'll take care of it myself. If you can avoid jerking each other off in the car for twenty minutes." He sighed with a petulance perfected in his teenage years, arms crossed.

"I sure wish whatever insane game you have to get so many people chomping at your jock would have passed down to me instead of just," Henry's eyes scanned across the casino in an effort to illustrate his point, "an addictive personality."

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Missed Correction || Iann & Otto

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Otto’s reaction to the building site over Mal Ojo was…not expected.  Or really ‘not expected’ was an understatement; it was downright surprising.  Iann had to take a soft step away from Otto to look properly at the vampire, make sure Otto hadn’t gona all split personality or was being all exclamatory for some sort of ruse around Henry or something.  But no - from what Iann could tell (and he’d studied Ottos face carefully and obsessively many times over considering how subtle the vampire’s reactions could often be),  Otto Leitner was actually…genuinely…pleased for Iann.

Iann blinked and turned a very blotchy, ugly shade of red.  Not that he really noticed or cared how he looked, because he was too busy grinning (not widely but tentatively) at Otto.  First the joy then the praise and then what seemed like.  Jesus…pride?

Making others 'proud’ of him was hardly ever an issue that Iann ever had, not in his entire life.  Seeking his mother’s validation of course had come the closest, which was why he tried to fulfill her dying wishes for him: settle, business of his own, marriage.  But other than that - even with all the countless older people he’d surrounded himself with, Iann never looked to be validated by anyone.  

But here Otto Leitner was validating Iann, of his own accord, without Iann’s sardonic cajoling or demanding.  Purely because Otto genuinely felt it.  

Iann had no idea how to react or behave in return, and knew he’d have to sock this experience away for later contemplation.  For now, hyper-aware and emotions heightened, Iann just smiled and rubbed the back of his neck in a 'gee whiz’ way.  

“Yeah,” he said with an awkward vehemence.   “Thanks.”   The word 'thanks’ was a massive understatement to how Iann was actually feeling inside.  The word 'thanks’ didn’t summarize even a small fraction of Iann’s freefall of emotions; but it was all Iann could muster at the moment.

Fortunately, Otto asked about his partner, and Iann burst out into another awkwardly vehement slightly snorting laugh (think how nerds laugh when they know someone is wrong and they get the arrogant pleasure of correcting them).

 "No it’s not Tuah, he’s got his own stuff.  It’s Freddie,  Freddie Watts.  He said you worked for him too - in fact.  In fact, he suggested you do our, ah, accounting…stuff.  For the hotel!  Something to think about.“  Iann clapped his hand hard against Otto’s back,  chummy but with a little too much - you guessed it - awkward vehemence.  "Something to think about, I don’t need an answer now.”

Iann had forgotten Herny was there, and was almost peevishly and selfishly annoyed to be forced to remember his presence, when the boy spoke up.  It was no longer a moment between himself and Leitner.  He smiled though at Henry’s question. 

 "That would be cool.  I never found any tunnels the last time, but now that we’re building from the underground up, I could ask the construction crew to investigate.  Ah.  Alright.  Where - ah - where to…next.  You hungry, Henry?  We can always stop at Erzebet’s.“

From the second Iann slid that ratty pack of cigarettes across the hood of Otto's car towards him Otto had developed a begrudging fondness for the man. Gradually, over time and without much awareness of what was happening, Otto lost the begrudging part entirely.

He hadn't realized it, even while delivering his compliments full of pride mere seconds ago. But faced with the blotchy embarrassment of Iann's face it could no longer be denied.

Thankfully, before Otto could repeat more of the same (how much happier Iann seemed when he was driven by some goal, how well he intermingled in soapberry despite his protestations that he wasn't a people person), Iann corrected him. He straightened up to take note of it, a bristling that was more out of habit without any actual bite behind it.

"Oh! Oh Freddie, well yes that's wonderful. I did do some, uh, work for him. In the past, for the warehouse that's turned into a nonprofit." Otto latched onto the idea of his professional relationship with Freddie. He'd hate to get sidetracked into thinking about feelings and relationships again.

Henry had no such motivations and snorted to himself when Otto mentioned Freddie's name.

Iann's hand hit Otto's back, still in a hard straight line from the bristling. "I certainly think about it, but I think I'd be more than happy to help any way I can," and the vampire smiled as if he were patted gently.

"Well, I'm starving." Henry was quick to pipe up and divert the attention back on himself. To things he knew, like food and not people who he barely knew or his great-granddad's weird relationships. "Let's go to Eraser-bat's. Unless you guys wanted to kiss first? Or talk more about business? I never know with you."

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

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Ruby had been perusing what the store - a place she’d been in once or twice before - had to offer, and had ended up selecting a set of Shibari ropes that changed texture and temperature - yes, temperature- based on the binder’s preferences; and a cock cage, one size fits most. She had a new outlook on many things since arriving back in town, and expanding the number of things that gave her pleasure was one of them.

So it was no surprise that she drifted into the lingerie section. It had been awhile since she’d bought anything nice for herself, and after picking out a few things, her eyes drifted to the criss-cross patterns and curving supports of the corsets on display. God what she would give for someone to tie one of the beautiful devices onto her, draw her curvy frame into the bindings until she could barely breathe…

One had caught her eye, black with a feather pattern inlaid in the fabric, when something else did as well. A familiar figure, with his thin frame and flyaway hair. Ruby looked around, noting that they were the only people there before stepping close and touching Otto lightly on the arm. “See anythin’ you like?” she asked, both happy to see him and completely genuine in her inquiry.

"Well, uh, not exactly. Um, no." Otto was far too embarrassed to look away from the product in front of him. Bristling under the arm touch to a new level of tension. He held the corset in both hands, fingers running over the fabric as if he were intently inspecting it instead of avoiding eye-contact with what he thought was a simple clerk. 

“These are, uh, quite lovely but I’m afraid I’m interested in one’s without- well- Uh, chest support. And I’ve no idea what sort of size I should be looking for...” Some part of Otto knew it before he looked up. Recognized the gentle touch of the woman and that unmistakable accent. Yet, hope and denial kept him from truly realizing it was Ruby until he lifted his head to lock eyes with her. He swallowed.

“I- Oh- Uh, Ruby- How lovely to see you here.” He smiled, trying his hardest to be genuine but circumstances made it wan. His tongue swiped quickly over thin dry lips as his gaze swept similarly across the room, reminding himself where ‘here’ was. He cleared his throat, abruptly hanging the corset up lest he be mistaken for a patron of the establishment. “I meant- Uh, just that it’s lovely to see you again. Not that  I was particularly hoping to see you here of all places. Oh- Well-  I’m not disappointed to see you here shopping- If, well, you are shopping. Not that there would be anything wrong with that, um, unless...” Otto helplessly tripped over his words, astounding even himself with the knots he managed to tie with his tongue. He silently hoped Ruby would just interrupt him.

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Fit to be Tied || Ruby & Otto

Otto had messed up terribly. He should have known a brief and ominous message would not suffice when he disappeared from Teddy's life for so long. He hadn't done this sort of thing in so long. He didn't even know what to call it, dating, partnering, re-devoting himself to someone.

That was all very nebulous, but what Otto was certain of was that he needed to go above and beyond to please Teddy and make up for his horrid fuss up. Which was what brought him into the scandalous store that purveyed in all manner of objects designed for perversion and titillation. His conviction for forgiveness stilled his nerves despite the increasing embarrassment as he browsed racks of corsets designed for his particular body type.

He was mostly lost of course. He theorized that Teddy, like many of his cohorts in his time, enjoyed the look of the corset. Otto had never even dreamed of applying one to his own body and stared at the garments like they were unsolvable gordian knots. If he had any blood for it there would not be an inch of skin above his shoulders that was not red. He could only hope no one he knew saw him.

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Chance Encounter || Freddie & Otto

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freddiewatts:

Placated slightly at having Otto’s undivided attention again, and by the deeply contrite look on the vampire’s face, Freddie turned towards the cool hand on his cheek just a bit, and said, “Yes. You should,” the faintest hint of sulkiness in his voice.

But before he could say anything more about it, a young man who looked startlingly like his lover had stalked over to them and begun giving Otto a narky little piece of his mind.

He was fae - Freddie’d known that straight away, before he’d even caught sight of the horns - and clearly he was related to Otto in some capacity, but all that only added to the slightly surreal quality of the exchange. And by the time the boy had turned his attention to Freddie, the fairy was still watching him with a fascinated sort of bemusement.

But still, he tore himself away to glance at Otto with a bit of a smirk, very interested to hear what the other man had to say on the subject, and on the presence of this lad in general. “Well, I’m certainly not a stranger,” he mused, mischief in his eyes again. “Do you have a lot of fake boyfriends, darling?”

The fairy extended his hand to the surly young man in front of him. “Otto and I are rather good friends, as it happens,” he said. “-so it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name’s Freddie. And you are?”

"What- I well- None. I have none." So quickly he had gone from enviable man to a befuddled great-grandfather who'd lost the train of the conversation. He wanted so much to get back to spoiling Freddie and adopt his domineering confident personality the fairy helped so much to foster. But he folded under the weight of his great-grandson's expectations.

"I mean- There was Iann, who kept up the pretense that we were, uh, attached- For whatever reason." Otto explained, feeling like a foold as he did. The man running the wheel tired to cut through the soap opera-esque family drama to Otto's winnings. So much of the vampire's time he'd spend explaining he spent gathering up chips.

"Yeah and don't the psycho-dom nymph." Henry made a face, seemingly unimpressed with the pile of money. Henry's eyes were fix on his fairy kin-folk in the nice outfit. "I'm Henry," he gripped Freddie's hand for a firm shake, "Henry  Berkowitz the second, and the great grandson of your /very good friend/." He smiled.

Otto's head perked up, arms filled with piles of chips he was trying to partly organize into manageable stacks. This was the first time Henry had ever referred to himself by the full name and it made Otto wonder if it was done ironically (as the kids were fond of) or if Henry were trying to impress Freddie.

"I- uh, well, if you are referring to Teddy-" because of course Henry was. He swallowed. "He isn't fake." As much as Otto adored Teddy, he so much didn't want to talk about their specific relationship in this moment. He wanted to spoil his dear Freddie, indulge them both, not attend to a needy family member.