I'm good, actually. I signed a contract last month and everything.
I know it's kind of early in the month to think about quota, but I was wondering if you might be interested in getting together sometime and just...seeing where it goes.
[ which admittedly, is not because Barbie's thinking about quota and more because she's thinking about the way he kisses.]
[ and, true to her word, there's a knock at his door about twenty minutes later. when he answers, he'll find that Barbie didn't come empty-handed. she has a cutting of her monstera plant in a glass of water.]
Hello, Barbie. [Cable says, with just trace amounts of warmth in his voice.
He steps aside to let her into his apartment. It's only occupied by him now, so it's sparse and clean. There's not a lot in the way of personal items, other than a lot of pulled apart machinery neatly set out on a table and a teddy bear on a shelf.]
Is that for me? [He gestures curiously at the plant trimming.]
[ she steps in, holding it out to him with a smile.]
One of the cool things about monstera is you can take this cutting from my plant and grow your own plant with it. If you keep this in water - pretty much up to where I filled it, eventually it'll grow roots, and you can eventually transfer it to a pot. You'll just have to change the water every few days until it's ready to be moved.
[ her voice is a little lower, almost teasing when she explains herself -]
My roommate grew up on a farm. I feel like I'm cheating. [ and then, almost nervously, Barbie thinks to add:] And if you don't want to do it, I won't be offended. I just - thought I might help get you started.
[ she laughs, reaching out to take his hand in hers. a drink is a nice offer, and Barbie appreciates him not insisting on rushing into this. but, there is a sincere reason for her to decline:]
I don't really drink. [ or she hasn't yet, unsure of how it would make her feel or whether or not she would like it. maybe next time, but for now there's something else she'd rather get into.]
And we do have a whole empty apartment this time... [ the alley was a rush, but this gives them a little more flexibility.]
[Cable says, a little relieved because he didn't really want to fuck around with drinks anyway.
He squeezes her hand when she takes his, firm and comforting.]
Before we get into it, why don't we talk first?
[And if she's disappointed at that prospect, hopefully she won't be long. He starts to lead her backward to an armchair. He sits down first, giving her hand a gentle tug as an invitation to sit in his lap.]
[ she nods shyly, charmed by suggestion and the invitation to sit with him before they get to the rest of it. she sits on Cable's lap and it's comfortably intimate - the kind of thing she's always too embarrassed to ask for when she's making quota because most people aren't as quick to offer affection as she is.
but he's opened himself up to that, so he'll find that Barbie's touch wanders leisurely along any exposed skin - particularly, caressing his human hand and arm while they talk.]
[The question catches him off-guard, but he's distracted when she very happily complies with his suggestion. He's not a cuddly guy (or a chatty guy for that matter) but some people circumvent those barriers of his.
His legs shift under her and he threads his metal arm behind her back so she's secure. His eyes watch her fingers trail over her skin before they lift back up to her face. His own fingers trace idle shapes on the exposed skin of her outer thigh.]
You told me you weren't very experienced, so I thought we should talk about what you like and don't like. Or if there's anything you want to try?
[He very clearly feels a little shy asking about this, but he feels she deserves the courtesy.]
[ there's something about him asking what she's interested in that she finds sweet, and yet even in barely knowing Cable she doesn't want to say it. so in place of a compliment, she tilts her head and presses a kiss against his cheek. he might not be cuddly, but she can't help herself.]
Oh, I haven't found anything I don't like yet, at least not in anything I've done. [ things she's witnessed on the other hand - well, there are some things she definitely feels aren't for her.] But there's so much I haven't tried yet. I never even had an orgasm before they brought me here.
[ but she's also never faced the negative associations with sex that exist in the real world, so she's probably more open-minded that he'd expect.]
I liked the way you took control, and I liked the way you made me feel. Anything that involves feeling something new, or being able to be a part of someone's pleasure, is exciting to me.
[Cable reacts neither positively nor negatively to the kiss, but he seems to be visibly unsure of how to react at all to it. He didn't hate it, though, so there's that.
He is particularly fascinated by her admission that she hadn't had an orgasm, which seems in contrast with her willingness and her forwardness to Cable. He is also particularly pleased that she likes a level of control, because that certainly makes it easier for him.]
Well, there's a lot we can work with, provided you'll tell me to stop if you don't like something. [He reaches out to her, brushing the back of his fingers over her cheek.]
Have you ever sat on someone's face before? [What a thing to ask.]
[ if she's noticed he seems a little unsure with her sometimes, Barbie is going to assume that Cable follows the same understanding as her - that he'd tell her if he doesn't like something. she doesn't want to make him uncomfortable, but he tends to come off as more surprised than unhappy.]
I'll definitely tell you if I don't like something. I just think that with some of it, I'm not going to know how I feel until I try it. [ and if she was ever uncomfortable, she'd speak up and they could just change what they were doing.
maybe she feels her cheeks get a little warmer at the mention of sitting on his face, but when she tilts her head against him, she's still smiling.]
No, I've never done that before. [ and it's not the sort of thing Barbie would just ask for, since it seems...presumptuous to assume someone would want her to?
it takes her a moment to work up the nerve to say it without blushing:] Would you like me to sit on your face?
[The way she doesn't fuck around and just asks the question scores her major points with Cable, who is coming to appreciate her earnestness.
It also earns her a low chuckle and a small smile. Who wouldn't smile if Barbie asked them that?]
Yeah. Yeah, I would. [He traces his fingers over her jawline. Meanwhile, the arm wrapped around her is bunching up her dress and making it slide up her thighs.]
I think you'll like it. [He adds, before deciding he wants to play with the control she likes so much.]
Kiss me. Then I want you to stand up and take your clothes off.
[ there's no question to it, just a warmth to the way she echoes his words that says Barbie appreciates the order. and there's no better way to prove it than how she kisses him, full of longing for the things they haven't even done yet.
when it ends she's happy to stand, stretching out in front of him and feeling a little more vulnerable like this, remembering that he hasn't technically seen her naked yet.
it's an empowering (and arousing) thing to realize how much she wants that, so she reaches for the hem of her dress to start to peel it up and off, exposing lacy, pale pink panties and a matching bra. she allows her dress to drop to the floor, her eyes locked on his as she reaches back to unhook her bra, the cups falling down a few seconds later.
Barbie is only briefly tempted to stop there, sit in his lap with the thin fabric of her panties between them and her bare breasts against his chest - but she's too turned on by his orders to argue with them. she does pause in undressing herself to slide her hands along her torso, letting him watch her stroke her breasts and shiver a little when a fingernail skates along one of her hardening nipples.
it doesn't take much for Barbie to realize how much better she's about to feel, so she hooks her fingers into her panties and slowly tugs them down. her heels go last, for some reason, and she steps out of them and leans close, not sitting down again because she knows that wasn't one of his orders.]
Like this, Cable?
[ it's almost funny how she's completely naked and warmer than she was a few moments ago. but that's just the effect he has on her.]
[Cable returns the kiss, but he doesn't lean too far into it. Instead, his fingers tease under her chin and over her jaw. They drop slowly away as she steps back, resting idly on his lap as he watches her.
He remains leaned back in his chair, but she doesn't have to doubt the fact that his eyes are completely focused on her. This is deliberately orchestrated by a man who was very sad not to get a look at her body the last time they met.
If she squints, she might see his lips curl into a small but pleased smirk as she drops her panties.]
Yeah, like that.
[He affirms, that warm and proud tone in his voice.
Cable moves to stand in front of Barbie, circling an arm around her to rest on her lower back. He kisses the top of her head, her temple and her lips. He lingers there, but pulls away and presses a kiss in the crook of her neck, her clavicle, her breasts.
As he's kissing, he's lowering himself to his knees. He kisses down her stomach and just on her pubic bone, hands shifting to rest on her thighs as he looks up at her.]
I'm gonna get on my back, you're gonna get on your knees and sit over my face.
[He waits long enough to confirm her understanding before he lowers himself to lie on the plush carpet beneath him. He looks expectantly up at her.]
[ one of the things Barbie appreciates about Cable is how easily she's able to read his tone even when he doesn't have a lot to say. he doesn't have to tell her that she's done something right when she can hear it in his voice and see it in how he looks at her. and somehow, all of those things just make her feel proud of herself, too.
she's not sure what she's expecting when he moves in front of her, but she's thrilled to lean in while he kisses along her body, creating a trail of warmth that lingers after his lips inch lower along her stomach. she runs her hands down his back and along his shoulders, and while she mostly sticks to skin, Barbie doesn't shy away from the cool relief his metal provides.
she might even need it a little when she thinks about what they're about to do.
she gives him time, letting him settle on the carpet before she follows, carefully lowering herself closer until she's on her knees. she's next to him at first, before she works up the nerve to swing her leg over, so that her thighs are on either side of his head, her wet pussy hovering over his mouth.
Barbie knows what he wants, but she giggles nervously at first, steadying herself and taking a slow, deep breath. and then she brings herself to the decadent warmth of his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment while she realizes how intense this going to be.]
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I know it's kind of early in the month to think about quota, but I was wondering if you might be interested in getting together sometime and just...seeing where it goes.
[ which admittedly, is not because Barbie's thinking about quota and more because she's thinking about the way he kisses.]
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yeah. i'd like that.
would you like to come to my apartment?
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When?
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can you make your way to the up or would you like me to meet you?
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I moved into dominant housing a few weeks ago. Just tell me your floor and I'll come up.
[ she's on the second floor, it's a pretty safe assumption that he's on one of the upper floors. convenient though, right?]
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i live in 016-A.
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I'll see you in a few minutes.
[ and, true to her word, there's a knock at his door about twenty minutes later. when he answers, he'll find that Barbie didn't come empty-handed. she has a cutting of her monstera plant in a glass of water.]
Hi.
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He steps aside to let her into his apartment. It's only occupied by him now, so it's sparse and clean. There's not a lot in the way of personal items, other than a lot of pulled apart machinery neatly set out on a table and a teddy bear on a shelf.]
Is that for me? [He gestures curiously at the plant trimming.]
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[ she steps in, holding it out to him with a smile.]
One of the cool things about monstera is you can take this cutting from my plant and grow your own plant with it. If you keep this in water - pretty much up to where I filled it, eventually it'll grow roots, and you can eventually transfer it to a pot. You'll just have to change the water every few days until it's ready to be moved.
[ her voice is a little lower, almost teasing when she explains herself -]
My roommate grew up on a farm. I feel like I'm cheating. [ and then, almost nervously, Barbie thinks to add:] And if you don't want to do it, I won't be offended. I just - thought I might help get you started.
[ plants make a cozier space, right?]
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No, I want it, and I appreciate it. Thank you, Barbie. [He takes it from her, fingers brushing over hers as he does.]
Does it prefer shade or sunlight?
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[ and with the windows in these apartments, that's not going to be a problem. she smiles, pleased that he likes it.]
I think it'll look nice in here.
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[Cable agrees, simply. He's really not great at the whole talking thing, so he can only hope that she can see he sincerely appreciates it.
Particularly because his mind is going back to her initial message.]
You look good. [And he really, really means that.]
I was glad to hear from you again.
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[ for her part, she's wearing a simple mauve dress - and flats, since discovering heels aren't always her thing.]
I wasn't sure if I should reach out, but I was hoping to see you again.
[ she likes the way he makes her feel, so there's no need for Barbie to let her insecurities complicate it.]
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But he doesn't look away. He keeps his eyes on her so she knows she has his full attention.]
I take it you enjoyed yourself? [He's not afraid to look pleased by that.]
Did you want a drink, or is there something else you'd rather get into?
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[ she laughs, reaching out to take his hand in hers. a drink is a nice offer, and Barbie appreciates him not insisting on rushing into this. but, there is a sincere reason for her to decline:]
I don't really drink. [ or she hasn't yet, unsure of how it would make her feel or whether or not she would like it. maybe next time, but for now there's something else she'd rather get into.]
And we do have a whole empty apartment this time... [ the alley was a rush, but this gives them a little more flexibility.]
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[Cable says, a little relieved because he didn't really want to fuck around with drinks anyway.
He squeezes her hand when she takes his, firm and comforting.]
Before we get into it, why don't we talk first?
[And if she's disappointed at that prospect, hopefully she won't be long. He starts to lead her backward to an armchair. He sits down first, giving her hand a gentle tug as an invitation to sit in his lap.]
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[ she nods shyly, charmed by suggestion and the invitation to sit with him before they get to the rest of it. she sits on Cable's lap and it's comfortably intimate - the kind of thing she's always too embarrassed to ask for when she's making quota because most people aren't as quick to offer affection as she is.
but he's opened himself up to that, so he'll find that Barbie's touch wanders leisurely along any exposed skin - particularly, caressing his human hand and arm while they talk.]
What do you want to talk about?
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[The question catches him off-guard, but he's distracted when she very happily complies with his suggestion. He's not a cuddly guy (or a chatty guy for that matter) but some people circumvent those barriers of his.
His legs shift under her and he threads his metal arm behind her back so she's secure. His eyes watch her fingers trail over her skin before they lift back up to her face. His own fingers trace idle shapes on the exposed skin of her outer thigh.]
You told me you weren't very experienced, so I thought we should talk about what you like and don't like. Or if there's anything you want to try?
[He very clearly feels a little shy asking about this, but he feels she deserves the courtesy.]
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Oh, I haven't found anything I don't like yet, at least not in anything I've done. [ things she's witnessed on the other hand - well, there are some things she definitely feels aren't for her.] But there's so much I haven't tried yet. I never even had an orgasm before they brought me here.
[ but she's also never faced the negative associations with sex that exist in the real world, so she's probably more open-minded that he'd expect.]
I liked the way you took control, and I liked the way you made me feel. Anything that involves feeling something new, or being able to be a part of someone's pleasure, is exciting to me.
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He is particularly fascinated by her admission that she hadn't had an orgasm, which seems in contrast with her willingness and her forwardness to Cable. He is also particularly pleased that she likes a level of control, because that certainly makes it easier for him.]
Well, there's a lot we can work with, provided you'll tell me to stop if you don't like something. [He reaches out to her, brushing the back of his fingers over her cheek.]
Have you ever sat on someone's face before? [What a thing to ask.]
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I'll definitely tell you if I don't like something. I just think that with some of it, I'm not going to know how I feel until I try it. [ and if she was ever uncomfortable, she'd speak up and they could just change what they were doing.
maybe she feels her cheeks get a little warmer at the mention of sitting on his face, but when she tilts her head against him, she's still smiling.]
No, I've never done that before. [ and it's not the sort of thing Barbie would just ask for, since it seems...presumptuous to assume someone would want her to?
it takes her a moment to work up the nerve to say it without blushing:] Would you like me to sit on your face?
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It also earns her a low chuckle and a small smile. Who wouldn't smile if Barbie asked them that?]
Yeah. Yeah, I would. [He traces his fingers over her jawline. Meanwhile, the arm wrapped around her is bunching up her dress and making it slide up her thighs.]
I think you'll like it. [He adds, before deciding he wants to play with the control she likes so much.]
Kiss me. Then I want you to stand up and take your clothes off.
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[ there's no question to it, just a warmth to the way she echoes his words that says Barbie appreciates the order. and there's no better way to prove it than how she kisses him, full of longing for the things they haven't even done yet.
when it ends she's happy to stand, stretching out in front of him and feeling a little more vulnerable like this, remembering that he hasn't technically seen her naked yet.
it's an empowering (and arousing) thing to realize how much she wants that, so she reaches for the hem of her dress to start to peel it up and off, exposing lacy, pale pink panties and a matching bra. she allows her dress to drop to the floor, her eyes locked on his as she reaches back to unhook her bra, the cups falling down a few seconds later.
Barbie is only briefly tempted to stop there, sit in his lap with the thin fabric of her panties between them and her bare breasts against his chest - but she's too turned on by his orders to argue with them. she does pause in undressing herself to slide her hands along her torso, letting him watch her stroke her breasts and shiver a little when a fingernail skates along one of her hardening nipples.
it doesn't take much for Barbie to realize how much better she's about to feel, so she hooks her fingers into her panties and slowly tugs them down. her heels go last, for some reason, and she steps out of them and leans close, not sitting down again because she knows that wasn't one of his orders.]
Like this, Cable?
[ it's almost funny how she's completely naked and warmer than she was a few moments ago. but that's just the effect he has on her.]
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He remains leaned back in his chair, but she doesn't have to doubt the fact that his eyes are completely focused on her. This is deliberately orchestrated by a man who was very sad not to get a look at her body the last time they met.
If she squints, she might see his lips curl into a small but pleased smirk as she drops her panties.]
Yeah, like that.
[He affirms, that warm and proud tone in his voice.
Cable moves to stand in front of Barbie, circling an arm around her to rest on her lower back. He kisses the top of her head, her temple and her lips. He lingers there, but pulls away and presses a kiss in the crook of her neck, her clavicle, her breasts.
As he's kissing, he's lowering himself to his knees. He kisses down her stomach and just on her pubic bone, hands shifting to rest on her thighs as he looks up at her.]
I'm gonna get on my back, you're gonna get on your knees and sit over my face.
[He waits long enough to confirm her understanding before he lowers himself to lie on the plush carpet beneath him. He looks expectantly up at her.]
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she's not sure what she's expecting when he moves in front of her, but she's thrilled to lean in while he kisses along her body, creating a trail of warmth that lingers after his lips inch lower along her stomach. she runs her hands down his back and along his shoulders, and while she mostly sticks to skin, Barbie doesn't shy away from the cool relief his metal provides.
she might even need it a little when she thinks about what they're about to do.
she gives him time, letting him settle on the carpet before she follows, carefully lowering herself closer until she's on her knees. she's next to him at first, before she works up the nerve to swing her leg over, so that her thighs are on either side of his head, her wet pussy hovering over his mouth.
Barbie knows what he wants, but she giggles nervously at first, steadying herself and taking a slow, deep breath. and then she brings herself to the decadent warmth of his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment while she realizes how intense this going to be.]
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