Open Log - November-December

[inferiority_complex]

Who: Chris and you!
When: November/December
Where: Solvunn, Nocwich
What: Potion making, chaos, snark, sex toys
Warnings:None yet

[Plot with me at caletara]

Comments

[tedandroses]

Teddy’s usually pretty amenable to being dragged into stores. They’re totally over their head in most places with magical items, but turnabout’s fair play: here they feel at least a little more in their element, and Chris looks lost.

To be fair, some of the toys here are … for an audience that definitely isn’t them. On the other hand, like every even slightly nice adult toystore Teddy’s been in, there’s a staff member — in this case, a beautifully tattooed Lunae — eager to explain and make recommendations, and some of the options are, well. Really fun.

Teddy’s investigating a bundle of rope that seems to be a mixture of organics and shed fur, like the yarn in the marketplace: it’s strong, but soft to the touch. She looks up at Chris’s comment and laughs, tilting her own head at the dildo and making a yikes face.

“Sea cucumber?” Teddy offers and grins. “I mean, I don’t think there’s always a what so much as a why. Which I assume is so, you like a little pain with your penetration. That looks a little more like ER story involving a hedgehog than ribbed for your pleasure.”

He curiously picks up a curved toy with a flared base with smaller more rounded little rows of bumps. Teddy can’t quite tell if it’s a fairly substantial plug, or a relatively small prostate strap-on, but maybe it doesn’t matter: it could be both.

It’s some kind of reflective stone or glass, smooth and less weighty than it looks like it should be but still unyielding. Teddy holds it out. Chris might notice it’s warm, where Teddy’s hand was while the rest is still cool.

“This one looks like it might be fun…”

[inferiority_complex]

Chris is definitely out of his element here. He may have been from San Francisco but his San Francisco looked like the charred remnants of what it could have been. Should have been. He definitely wouldn't have thought to take a look at the rope that Teddy was checking out, although it looked really, really fun. The unyielding strength it offered combined with fun textures.

Where as Chris, couldn't quite pinpoint what it was about the crazy, kind of scary looking object that attracted him. In a way he was a little like Paige, he jumped all in, and thought about the consequences later. Like skydiving without double checking if you had a parachute. That dildo looked vaguely fun. Was it a good idea?

No. Absolutely not.

"That looks a lot less likely to cause me to bleed out. I'm dying to know what kind of creature this is for but, maybe not literally dying." Chris gingerly sets it back where he found it, almost as if setting down an explosive device and went closer to Teddy to see what he had picked up.

"That looks fun," he reached out to take it from Teddy, eyebrows raising as he it warm, but only in that area where Teddy was touching. "Oh...." He paused for a moment, imagining it sliding in him and wiggled his hips a little. "That's a yes. New rule, you get to buy all the toys." And he'll buy the magical torture devices. It was totally fair.

He handed the toy back to Teddy and eyed the rope he had been looking at earlier. Teddy's imagination and thoughtfulness and care made him want to sink to his knees in pleasure, and luck at finding them. At least if he actually did it he was in the right store? Instead of looking at the rope that had enraptured Teddy's curiosity very thoroughly, Chris got distracted by making eyes at them.