Slightly Sinday Related; Can You Still Kiss? You Know, With The Mask And All? What About Going Down?

Slightly sinday related; can you still kiss? You know, with the mask and all? What about going down? Or are you a guy that doesn't do that anyway

“I’ve tried. Believe me I have, but kissing just ain’t the same as it used to be before the mask became permanent. Take a closer look and you’ll see why,” Roman says, bringing his fingers up to where his lips used to be. They were still there somewhat but just barely, now overshadowed by rows of exposed teeth that gleamed wickedly against the burnt matter which now consisted of his flesh. "It takes effort but I can still manage. Wouldn’t be able to speak properly otherwise so now you know the truth. Going down on somebody? Don’t think a mask can keep this tongue from working miracles...” he continues with a chuckle, eyes hooded over with dark lust. Roman could have scoffed. Any guy who wouldn’t go down on his partner was nothing but a failure in his eyes, either stupid or incompetent. ”My kissing game isn’t as good as it was but there’s nothing wrong with my mouth. Going down on my partner is as fun as it gets, especially when it comes to the ladies. It’s not hard to find the most sensitive part of their body and if a man still can’t or won’t do it, throw the chump back! Life’s too short for shitty sex, girls.”

im about to be a lil spicy here but i don’t think there is anything wrong with people who are into rp solely to make fun little ships.  we are all sitting on silly website held together by duct tape writing writing fanfic and making up original short stories with people across the world.  and i mean this in the most positive way,  it literally does not matter at all.  it affects no one except you and your writing partners.  coming onto tumblr solely for specific kinds of threads or dynamics is no different than filling your book shelf with one genre or trope because it’s your escapism from the world.  it’s a hobby.  if your blog is a romance blog,  good on you.  if your blog is a horror blog,  bring on the spooks.  if your blog is an angsty whump fest,  boy do i feel that.  it’s for you.  it’s your way to blow off steam and cope with the world.  it does not matter (positive). 

"Hot Wax or Knifeplay?"

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“Knifeplay.” Roman almost purrs as he says the word, fingers tensing instinctively as though wishing he had one right now. “Hot wax is cute and all but it just doesn’t do it for me. It’s so... so lacking, unless somebody’s skin is ridiculously sensitive to sudden temperature changes. Knives though? Now those are much more to my liking. Feeling the edge of a cold blade, trailing the point softly over your lover’s skin while they shiver underneath it’s touch is a feeling that can’t be beat.” He sighs almost lovingly, clearly reminiscing on a few past experiences before pulling himself back to reality. “Don’t get me wrong. I know the difference between a torture chamber and the bedroom, which is precisely what makes the latter so fun if my partner’s able to trust me on this. I know how to avoid hurting someone and where exactly not to cut, how deep is too deep and when to draw the line between pleasure and pain. And don’t worry; the blades I keep in the torture chamber are never used on my actual playmates.”

Clothes on or off?

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“Oh, clothes off most definitely. I want to see every pretty inch of skin on my partner exposed and ready for me, just waiting for me to come along and defile it.” Roman snickers, running his tongue over the edge of his teeth. He wasn’t ashamed to admit it; decorating the floor with his lover’s clothing was always immensely satisfying, especially when he was still clothed and they were bare all over. “Maybe it’s the control freak in me but I love it when they’re nude and I’m not. It’s a reminder that their skin is my canvas, how every bite, every scratch made on their body is for my eyes and my eyes alone. Of course I’ll get my clothes off when I’m good and ready but I like to take my sweet time playing with my toys first...”

Few sensations felt as thrilling as flesh against flesh, the touch of another’s skin electrifying against his own.

“Besides, I wouldn’t want to mess up my suits. Those dry cleaning bills are murder.”

Blindfolds or Spreader Bars?

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“Tough choices... I guess if I had to pick one, it’s gotta be blindfolds. I used to use them a lot back when I first started torturing my victims but then I decided it was more fun watching the fear in their eyes by letting them see everything I was about to do to them. Think I might try doing the opposite the bed next time though, keep ‘em guessing as to what’s coming next.” He hummed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he wondered exactly what it might be like to wear a blindfold himself.

Role play or Porn on in the background?

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“Never got around to doing much roleplaying but I wouldn’t mind playing a game or two in the bedroom, yeah. It’d spice things up for sure, more than some lame ass porno playing in the background anyway.” Who the hell watched porn while having sex? Roman had no idea but he knew he liked focusing his attention directly onto his partner, with no other distractions but them and them alone. ”Now you’re putting a lot of fun ideas in my head. Just imagine... I could have a poor little victim tied up and completely at my mercy, with nothing to give but their sworn fealty in exchange for their life. Knowing their fate is in my hands, unable to do anything but squirm while I pass down judgement, it has a certain appeal. Or maybe they’re here to stop my wicked ways, and I need a reason to be convinced. Not that I plan on making it easy for them.” The possibilities were endless and he had to admit, they all proved tempting. He’d just have to find the right sort of person willing to play with him.