Part 2.2

[aphanon_dr]

W-whoops, sorry about that. Enjoy the second part of the.... second part! :D

Won't be around as often, so feel free to do your own comment spamming to spread out the heavy threads over several pages.

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idk why it's so important for you to be on a new page

[reitgerte]

[Austria hopes that that meek Hungary -- meeker than the one he's always known -- will be able to find her way back; perhaps she had not been there before the opening; perhaps she would lose her nerve, but she can be sure, in that case, that he will not think twice about his words the next time they meet. All the better to build up her courage.]

For faster loading, sirry!

[szozat]

[She's managed to stuff herself into a dress for the occasion, since he asked her to wear something that was easy to remove--but no heels, because the stairs down to the dungeon café are a nightmare. She slips past the maid and the coffeemaker and makes her way back to Austria's office (past that dressage whip she's still sure belongs to her other self) and knocks firmly on the door.]

Excuse me!

oh of course

[reitgerte]

Do come in. [he marks his own signature on the bottom of a document that he's had to rewrite painstakingly -- but it felt good to do so. He spares barely a glance for Hungary and her dress -- hoping that she is wearing suitable underclothes -- and stands, screwing the top back onto the bottle of ink.]

I appreciate your punctuality.

Naturlich~

[szozat]

[does so, and sets her bag on a chair behind the door] I do my best~

[Actually rushed here from dinner with her own Austria--who at least commented that it was a pleasant surprise to see her dressed up.]

Re: Naturlich~

[reitgerte]

And have you thought, while you were doing your best, of things that you would like to do this evening? [flaps the sheet to dry and selects a quill]

I see that you have dressed for the occasion. You will not mind the untidiness. [he refers to the smudged wall over there; Poland had tried to paint it pink]

[szozat]

I thought I should trust you with the evening's plans. [hasn't the foggiest idea what's in store for her, and is sort of okay with that]

[raises an eyebrow at the sight of the quill; sees only how incredibly tidy the office is, and it makes her stand up a little straighter, like a good soldier]

[reitgerte]

Oh, I think it best if we decide together. You have taken a good enough look at my belongings, I assume, to have an idea of what you would like -- and the mere fact of your presence states your willingness. [flattens the document and slides it forward so that the edge is aligned with that of the desk]

Look here, mark your preferences, and sign. [it's a BDSM waiver; in a certain box she can write which activities she would rather not do]

[szozat]

[signs her human name and country name at the bottom, considers the "preferences" box, and writes Nothing with piss or shit--in Hungarian--in it]

[slides it across the table at him] Just do to me what you would do to your Hungary.

[reitgerte]

A bold answer. I am afraid that we will have to start at a much, much lighter level... to begin, you may as well describe to me what you might term the 'kinkiest' activity that you have ever experienced and enjoyed. [looks over the sheet, smiles at her answer, and moves to place it in his desk drawer]

[szozat]

[looks at the wall over his head for a moment, and then meets his eyes] France gave my Austria a set of under-the-bed restraints once--as a joke. I talked him into using them, even though it took a while to accept it, and I stroked him off for about an hour before letting him finish, and then sat on his face and made him...

[hasn't been this crude since she hung around soldiers regularly; and it's Austria, after all, so she loses steam halfway through and half-waits for him to tell her she's being vulgar]

[reitgerte]

Go on. [smiles a little darkly, imagining the scene and wondering how much that Austria would whimper, or if he would whimper just to please her, or if he would whimper at all]

[there also seems to be no pain involved; this is all highly sexual; he wonders if this Hungary expects something similar]

[szozat]

Made him eat me out, and slapped him whenever he whined~ [is glad to have gotten that out]

[tries to hide her shifting from foot to foot]

[reitgerte]

I see. Manual stimulation, cunnilingus... denial of orgasm, bondage and restraint, minor abuse... are you usually in control, or can I consider this another factor? [adjusts his gloves, then looks pointedly at her legs]

[szozat]

[sees where his gaze is going, and locks her knees to prevent any further wavering] We don't do it very often, but he usually lets me hold the reins--but I don't mind it when he does. I mean--it doesn't matter.

[reitgerte]

It does matter, to be clear. He will relinquish control to you? [doesn't think much of this other Austria, or perhaps this Hungary is more than she seems] And how much advantage will you take? How much of his dignity?

[szozat]

[for once in her life, she thinks before she speaks] He will, but I wouldn't do anything to him or his dignity that he couldn't recover from. And it's tempting to take advantage, considering, but I like to think that I don't?