Sadde knocks on Isabella's door at 7PM sharp.
Sadde and Isabella in Eclipse
eclipsi
"Good boy. Because if you make too much noise... I will have to stop."
Stop what? That question will proceed to be answered.
Stop what? That question will proceed to be answered.
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The occasional whimper and moan does escape his lips, but he's overall much quieter than usual!
eclipsi
Then she will not have to interrupt her plans.
She can be awfully quiet herself. And make her appreciation known elsewise.
She can be awfully quiet herself. And make her appreciation known elsewise.
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Those! And once again, no nightmares. He hasn't had nightmares in a while, and even though he knew to expect that it still kinda surprises him.
eclipsi
And in the morning she is still flopped on him, mumbling nouns. "Vivacity. Cholera. Mirror. Blood."
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Yup! He'll just keep doing that and being happy until she wakes up.
And thinking. He'll be thinking.
And thinking. He'll be thinking.
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"Yeah. I just—have been thinking. About that whole speech I gave when you collared me."
eclipsi
"Okay, lovely. I'm listening." This feels like a head-in-lap conversation. Get in her lap, Sadde's head.
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His head's in her lap!
"My father's a preacher. One of those flavors of Christianity that says all women are subs and all men are doms and stuff like that. And my mom was a closet dom but she dealt with it. When my father started reacting... badly... to my not being perfectly submissive, or not perfectly a girl... she took me and left him."
"My father's a preacher. One of those flavors of Christianity that says all women are subs and all men are doms and stuff like that. And my mom was a closet dom but she dealt with it. When my father started reacting... badly... to my not being perfectly submissive, or not perfectly a girl... she took me and left him."
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"I wasn't even eleven at the time of my eclipse. Mom was taking me to virtuality. We never made it."