"Clarify" for the WIP Word Guessing game?
Hah, you've found a word that actually only has one chapter it shows up in! Apparently nobody clarifies shit in my writing 99% of the time 🤣
This is also from The Calling, my weird Merfolk Tommy and Buck the body/sex creaturefolk service worker fic
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Buck pouts out his lip and says, "Really? I can't believe I didn't even see you get off - guess I was too busy getting my world rocked to notice, so I can't complain, but -"
Tommy's face does something complicated and like Buck is definitely getting something else wrong now but he's not going to protest, which really is not how this whole client - employee thing is supposed to work.
"What? What am I getting wrong?" Buck presses. "Tell me so I can be better for you."
"Nothing's wrong, everything you're doing is perfect."
"Tommy."
"I mean it, that was great. I did get what I wanted, I'm perfectly satisfied by getting to give you an orgasm."
"But?"
Tommy tips his head back, most of his face dipping just under the surface of the water as he exhales, leaving a little trail of bubbles as they drift along.
"This isn't a complaint," he says finally. "But in the interest of not misleading you, I should maybe just clarify that I didn't have an orgasm. That's all. But that's not important."
Buck instinctually shifts to put his feet down, to get to something he can stand on to devote more of his brain to the situation - though they've floated out into the deeper waters so only his toes reach the sediment.
"Wait. What do you mean, though? You didn't get off and you don't… want to get off? Or you don't think I can get you off?" Buck jerks his hand back from Tommy's body. "Do you not want me to touch you?"
Tommy tilts his head heavily in denial, grip tightening on his waist and refusing his attempt to back off. "No, not at all. I would love to have you touch me, in whatever way you want, whenever you feel like it - especially if we're in the water. But us having sex won't work for me the way that it does for you. Outside of clutching in particular we don't… we're not built for it like that, not really."
"So wait - you can't get off unless you're mating?" Buck asks, horrified. "You - fuck, you only get to come twice a year?"
Tommy's face creases, somewhere between amusement and disagreement. "Not the way you mean it, but I wouldn't say that's exactly true, either."
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