amicustenebris | Duplicity

I meant more that, submissives do not work unless they are contracted, and dominants are guaranteed private housing.

Oh, that. Submissives can work if you get a Dom to vouch, and the owners of the club are, obviously, Doms. I got the job before I got contracted.

Correction noted. But you have somewhere to go when the sun comes up, at the very least.

Thankfully. I wouldn't last very long otherwise.

I imagine not.

[ He inwardly scolds himself; he can tell there's something when concern starts to rear its head, even if it is minimal. And recent events can only make him second-guess that even more. ]

The City is full of big buildings, thankfully, that if I do end up caught outside I can hide until it's dark enough. Or, you know, find myself a big umbrella and raincoat. Not really the most attractive, but that sort of situation always prioritizes function over fashion.

I'm sure there are not many here that would refuse you shelter, given the circumstances. Storefront or otherwise.

It may not be super obvious, but I don't advertise

[ a long, telling pause, and then his next text comes through practically audible with sheepishness ]

Okay maybe I kind of do advertise being a vampire. But the POINT is that I work in the Up and I live in the Down and sometimes getting from one place to another is a little harrowing.

That sounds inconvenient. Haven't much experience, but wondered how it's even managed, at the very least.

I lived with both my past Doms, but my current contract isn't quite the same. Which, don't get me wrong--I really like her. But I don't want to put that sort of pressure on her.

[ He's still a little thrown at the notion that he's being chatted up at all, even before taking into account that there is already a contract signed with someone else. But he's going to have to get used to that, isn't he? Quotas remain regardless of papers. ]

Generally, I thought the pressure came chiefly from the other side.

[ Aren't they supposed to shoulder that sort of thing? ]

It depends on the sort of contract you make, I think. Mine is purely friendship and necessity--both of us had deadlines coming up. And besides, City or not, subs should take care of their doms just as much as the other way around. It just might not be in ways as obvious.

I suppose I won't know until I make one.

[ Is it possible for doubt to come through via text? Whether it's for how his contract will be ordered, whether he believes caretaking must go two ways, or whether he will make one at all.

It would be so easy to blame Carver for this if he weren't making an effort in not thinking about all that. ]

How much time do you have...?

Until early May.

[ And then of course there is work, there's meeting the quota again. This place really does not care for people finding something to think about other than its particular brand of madness. ]

You have time! It'll work out. In the meantime, if you're interested in guys, I can help meet quota~. And also, you know, if you're interested, I'm also just down for a good time even if you've met quota!

I've been with men and women. Whether or not I'm interested is complicated at best.

Enthusiastic consensual sex is so much more fun, though. Unless it's pre negotiated consensual non-consent.

I do not consent to be here, and am only doing what I must to avoid being any more poorly treated than I am already. Every minute I give to that is one where I am betraying someone that I care about. It's not the most reliable state to be in if you mean to form any sort of bond.

[ And those are precarious at best. ]

[ this response comes more slowly and carefully than his previous few. ]

I don't think anyone you care for could, or should, fault you for doing what you must to survive and to maintain a certain level of comfort. None of us chose to be here, but here we are, and there doesn't seem to be any particularly reliable way of leaving. There is no need to suffer out of an attempt at martyring yourself.

And yet simply choosing for it not to matter does not seem to work.

Unfortunately, no. I'm sorry, I wish I knew what to say.

You don't have to say anything; it's not as though it is your fault I don't operate like so many others here seemingly do. I can't simply look at a person and want them, and I would be immediately skeptical of anyone that did the same to me.

[ his fingers move faster than his brain: ]

It's called being a slut.

[ and then it is IMMEDIATELY followed by his next text ]

That was a dig at myself, not anyone else, and not meant at all to be disparaging!!

[ and then a third ]

By which I mean, I sleep around a lot, and I enjoy it, and I am well aware that there are others who both do as well and don't at all. I'm lucky, I think, in that I do enjoy the pleasures of the flesh--it makes the stay here much easier. But I had recently also finally been able to have my partner accept our relationship, and had been happily monogamous before being dragged here. It's frustrating.

It's not a moral judgment on my part. Whether someone is attractive or not doesn't really...become a question, if I don't care about them in some way. There's no issue of lust overcoming loyalty. I do not have one without the other.

I am also just very accustomed to not being that for anyone else. Pipe dreams notwithstanding, if the problem lies with me, I can deal with it. All I have to do is take care of whomever I am with.

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