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Manuela Casagranda ([personal profile] searchingforlove) wrote2019-09-19 06:37 pm
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Manuela Casagranda Fire Emblem: Three Houses
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moonblessing Iris
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-02-11 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's been a while since Valmont has spent time with Manuela, and whether or not this is a good thing, he can't say. Certainly their last session had been exhausting, and had, at least temporarily, brought out a side of himself he wasn't quite prepared to confront. But, well. It had also felt really good. And then she'd gone and sent him that Thing for Christmas, humiliating stipulation and all. Now every day that passes without hearing from Manuela is apprehension mixed with a generous dose of relief. Yes, he still wants to see her, but if it comes at the price of wearing that...? Not that he spends a lot of time imagining how it would look and feel on him, buckled tight against his throat, but if he did, he couldn't imagine it would be anything other than horribly demeaning.

And then, the fateful message. Meet at the tea shop where they'd had their first rendezvous, and a winking reminder: don't forget his present.

So it is that Valmont shows up for tea with an unusually bulky scarf and a face redder than can be explained by the cold outside. He really should be keeping an eye out for Manuela, but he can't seem to concentrate, shifting from one foot to the other with an unusual self-consciousness. Snap him out of it?
]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-02-13 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Valmont's gaze takes a second to flicker down Manuela's form, appreciating her skin on display. As emasculated as he might feel right now, he is still male, after all. But her beautiful face is twisted in a scowl at the moment, and Valmont bristles at her reprimand. ]

Your instructions said to, and I quote, wear the silly thing. I certainly haven't agreed to anyone else seeing it.

[ Mr. Letter of the Law, that's him.

...But, because it does worry him that Manuela might make good on her threat, he hooks a finger into his scarf and slides it down juuust far enough. There it is, black leather buckled snug around his neck. It looks like the leash is kind of all bunched up inside the scarf too? There were probably better ways to do this.
]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-02-17 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
No, wait -

[ There's panic in his voice as his hands hover above the scarf. He really doesn't want Manuela to leave, not after he's come this far - he's already wearing the blasted thing, for god's sake, and there's nothing but a piece of cloth separating it from the world. It shouldn't be so hard to - just -

His hands tremble, unmoving. It should be simple, but the idea of everyone seeing paralyzes him. He can't make himself take that next step, he can't...

He can't.

Damn it. He knows what he has to do.
]

...Make it an order. Please.

[ And when you've gotten the P-word out of Valmont, you know he means it. ]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-03-02 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ There it is. Unconsciously, he runs his tongue over his lips, feeling something small and freeing shift within him. ]

Well... it would be bad form of me to refuse, wouldn't it?

[ In a moment the scarf's off, collar on display and leash cascading free, and maybe people are looking, but you know what? It was an order! He can't do anything about that! ]

Right. Well. That's over with. Shall we find a table?

[ His face is still burning, but this much, at least, he can handle. ]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-03-15 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
I - I didn't mean you had to order me to do everything...

[ But it's barely a complaint. He's not going to protest now, not when every command she gives leaves a thrill running through him in its wake. Good god, how long has this tendency been in him? Maybe it's just an Iris thing. Maybe it'll go away on its own.

He's not entirely sure he'll be happy about that.

Right. A view, is it? See and be seen - she'll be putting him on display as much as anything. The thought is still tremendously embarrassing, but, well, an order is an order. He scans the shop, eyes settling on a small table near the front window. Nice and visible, and he tries not to betray his hammering heart as he points it out:
]

That one, then?

[ Does it meet her approval? ]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-03-30 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At least she didn't pull him along by his leash, Valmont supposes, following her to the table. Baby steps.

But then Manuela busts out the L-word just as he's sitting down, and it's a miracle he doesn't miss the chair entirely.
]

Love - ? I don't recall saying anything of the - yes, I'll grant you it has its... enjoyable aspects, but - I'm doing it for you, that's all!

[ Yeah. Definite baby steps. ]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-04-08 01:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I categorically deny this.

[ Hell, in Prismatica, it's probably a lot less unusual than it could be, but he still tries not to blush or fidget too obviously with his collar as the waiter comes over. His eyes flicker to Manuela before he speaks - is he allowed to place his own order? ]
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-04-16 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I have not got - oh, I suppose by saying that I'd simply be providing grist for the mill, wouldn't I.

[ And yet there's another shiver of gratification as Manuela nods her permission. He orders his tea and takes a deep breath, trying to settle himself down both physically and mentally. ]

Was there something you wished to discuss on this outing, or was it merely an exercise in embarrassment?
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-04-18 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
An... arrangement?

[ He swallows. The shivering feeling has started to spread throughout his body, seemingly radiating from his collar outwards. Whatever Manuela's about to suggest, he gets the feeling that, against all probability... he might enjoy it. ]

I'm listening.
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[personal profile] whitehairedprettyboy 2020-05-05 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Start small, she says, and yet it feels like she's asking quite a bit of him. To follow her orders so completely, to make himself hers... Not very long ago he would have rejected the idea outright. But he hadn't anticipated quite how freeing it would feel to submit to her. He doesn't want to give that up. Pride against pleasure. He swallows. ]

Assuming you don't ask me to do anything too ridiculous... then, yes, I find your terms, er. Acceptable. So far.

[ Is she going to tack on anything else? ]