Well, what would you do if you were the Dom in this situation?
[Not that Jon would be likely to... do anything Dorian suggested, but a part of him was curious about what the man might do to him if he were being so unruly.]
I'd have a little bit of fun. It all depends on my Sub's comfort, of course. I wouldn't want to break him outright. But I'm sure I can find a way where I can satisfy both our needs but give him a little push to actually get shit done.
[They're speaking in hypotheticals! But... Jon answers anyway.]
Really? You can't think of any reason? Between: - Forcing me into a kiss I was clearly uncomfortable with at our first meeting; - Pissing off my boyfriend repeatedly; - Stealing materials from my archives; - Taking advantage of me for information when I was panicking and terrified; - Mixing a Statement with sex; and - Just being creepy.
Once again, I would like to point out that you weren't dealt the hand you received. And I'm certain that if you could change things, you would. But you can't. The only way to rid oneself of temptation is to yield to it, my dear Jon. It's stupid to martyr yourself and deny yourself the things you like.
That's lovely until you consider that my pleasure comes at the expense of other people. Even you have a heart where that's concerned. Or you'd have done far more to me when I was blind drunk in your bathtub.
[He doesn't actually remember, so Jon... hopes this is true.]
I can rattle off a solid list of humans who would want to hurt or kill people for their own purposes, 1 or 2 of which who would hurt or kill me specifically. Humanity's nothing special. It's just monsters with a different coat of paint.
Call it a matter of volume, then. Every monster I've met in my own world bar one or two has wanted to do horrible things to me. A majority of humans just don't care that I exist.
[The memory of billions of terrified voices screaming in his head as one is in his mind and for a moment, Jon can't respond. He doesn't know what to say. The point pierces through whatever mental barriers he though he'd had. Dorian's going to be waiting a while.]
They're far too terrified to care about me anymore.
The things that torment them consume. There is no out anymore. They drown, they fester, they lose their minds and their faces and still it is not enough. It will never be enough anymore because they cannot die. And they are watched. They are watched by a sky that is no longer a sky, but an endless field of bloodshot eyes.
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Isn't that dominating you enough?
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[Not that Jon would be likely to... do anything Dorian suggested, but a part of him was curious about what the man might do to him if he were being so unruly.]
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It all depends on my Sub's comfort, of course. I wouldn't want to break him outright. But I'm sure I can find a way where I can satisfy both our needs but give him a little push to actually get shit done.
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[ that's not an answer. ]
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Really?
You can't think of any reason?
Between:
- Forcing me into a kiss I was clearly uncomfortable with at our first meeting;
- Pissing off my boyfriend repeatedly;
- Stealing materials from my archives;
- Taking advantage of me for information when I was panicking and terrified;
- Mixing a Statement with sex; and
- Just being creepy.
You can't think of anything?
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[ Just not gonna talk about the rest of that..... ]
I still don't get what your hangup about the Statement and sex thing is. You liked it.
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It's bad enough how good it feels just getting a verbal Statement!
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Would you like to revisit that consideration?
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And I'm certain that if you could change things, you would.
But you can't. The only way to rid oneself of temptation is to yield to it, my dear Jon. It's stupid to martyr yourself and deny yourself the things you like.
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Even you have a heart where that's concerned.
Or you'd have done far more to me when I was blind drunk in your bathtub.
[He doesn't actually remember, so Jon... hopes this is true.]
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Trust me Jon, I've done much worse to others.
[ who has two thumbs and accidentally drove someone to suicide, this guy. ]
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Shall we count that as another reason you make me uncomfortable?
I'm trying to stay human, Dorian.
Metaphorically, if not physically.
You don't exactly encourage that.
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Usually?
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Humanity's nothing special. It's just monsters with a different coat of paint.
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Every monster I've met in my own world bar one or two has wanted to do horrible things to me.
A majority of humans just don't care that I exist.
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Their tune would change the moment the world learned about your Eye.
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They're far too terrified to care about me anymore.
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Is this about the Apocalypse thing? This might be about the Apocalypse thing.
Shit. ]
Of course people care about the things that scare them. They care and hope they won't ever see them again.
At least, most people do.
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There is no out anymore.
They drown, they fester, they lose their minds and their faces and still it is not enough.
It will never be enough anymore because they cannot die.
And they are watched.
They are watched by a sky that is no longer a sky, but an endless field of bloodshot eyes.
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This is interesting and wonderfully creepy but also what the fuck ]
Big Brother is quite literally watching you.
And it's better to be wary of the immediate danger than the big all-powerful eye in the sky.
Am I right?
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