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[driving]

if something like that thing with the headbands ever happens again
will you look out for me?

[ He still isn't sure about contracts, but he really doesn't want to be caught alone and uncontracted in a bad situation again. ]

[occultatum]

Yeah, of course I will.

I wouldn't let anyone else touch you without your consent.

[driving]

ok
i'll make a contract with you

[occultatum]

I'll write one up and come over in a few?

[driving]

alright. i'll be waiting.

[occultatum]

[When he arrives with his contract, it actually is not that much later. He knocks on the door and looks around the room, a little bit unimpressed and very grossed out.]

I admire that you didn't run screaming from this place.

[The Down is disgusting.]

[driving]

It sucks here, but I'm not a wimp.

[ ...Except when this place fucks with his head and makes him act like a wimp, anyway. ]

You'll really let me have my own place?

[occultatum]

Sure. You can't live with me, and I don't think you want to live here, so.

[He tips his head.]

Come on, let find somewhere in the Up for you to sign this.

[driving]

Awesome. I've always wanted to live on my own.

[ If he has to belong to a Dominant, at least he can have his own apartment. That's already one step ahead of his situation back home. ]

Let's go.

[occultatum]

[He takes him up; they find a cafe that has booths that ensure some privacy. He has a contract; the terms are not quite as regular as a contract that is more common around here. There are things that are strict (obedience, specifically to Nick) and there are things that are oddly unrestricted (he can have as much sex with whoever he wants, as long as it doesn't interfere with the above obedience).

The thing about it is this.

While most contracts are words, legal bindings, Nick sort of. Added a spell to his contract, to make it more physically binding. Breaking the terms would be difficult. Nick doesn't particularly like cells, or bars, or cages. But he does have this...thing, leftover from being a warlock his whole life. Signing a contract by choice that eliminates choice is just so.

Well.

Satisfying.

He produces a pen, and offers it over.]

Take your time.

[He's sort of banking on Billy just not reading it at all.]

[driving]

[ He reads it, but his eyes glaze over a little. The language is complicated, and he doesn't really get what it's saying. Billy's not the type of guy to read for fun, and he hasn't kept up with his studies, either.

But what's he supposed to do? Say 'hey, explain this for me, I'm an idiot'? No. It's a contract like everyone else here has, it can't be too bad.

So he just quietly signs it. ]

[occultatum]

[He watches this, and mortal stupidity never ceases to amaze him.]

I'll file this.

Billy.

[He leans back, patient.]

Have you sucked anyone off yet?

[driving]

[ He scrunches his nose, scratching the back of his neck with one hand. Yeah, this guy's fucked him, but that doesn't mean he's happy to talk about it. ]

Not because I wanted to, if that's what you mean.

[ He did want to. He was compelled into it, but he did want it at the time and some desire for it has lingered in him since. ]

[occultatum]

Want to or not. I just need to know how much I need to break you in.

[He leans back as he thinks a bit.]

And who else besides me has fucked you?

[driving]

[ There's something uncomfortable about the way he says 'break you in', like Billy's just a new pair of jeans. ]

Just you. I've fucked people but you're the only one who's fucked me.

[occultatum]

Good. Keep it that way for now. You can fuck whoever you want.

[He leans in.]

But for now the only one who fucks you is me. You can wreck anyone who tries to do it differently. I'll pay the fines.

[driving]

Yeah? There's someone I wanna wreck.

[ He looks around, as if he's being watched. ]

My rival. From home. But he's a Dominant.

[occultatum]

[He looks at Billy, and his smile is sharp like the end of a knife.]

Well.

I'm not stopping you.

[driving]

Awesome.

[ Billy smiles, too. He really has no idea what he's gotten himself into. ]

So that's really all I had to do? Just sign that?

[occultatum]

Mmhmm.

Though you know, now I want you to blow me.

[He says it like, of course.]

But I think I'll wait until you're desperate for it.

[driving]

[ He snorts, like it's just a joke. ]

You'll be waiting a while. Blowing dudes isn't exactly my favorite hobby.

[occultatum]

Oh, you'd be surprised.

[He curves his fingers around the contract, and tucks it into his coat pocket.]

No orgasms until you get me to.

[He smiles, gently.]

[driving]

You said I could fuck whoever I wanted.

[ He frowns. He's already ready to disobey this order. ]

[occultatum]

Sure.

You just can't orgasm until you get me to.

[driving]

I'm flattered you think I can last that long, but even a stud like me is gonna blow his load eventually.

[ He's going to jerk off when he gets home just to spite Nick, at this point. ]