milliways_bar | Forge post

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Forge post

It's still early, but in the morning light, the sound of hammer on anvil is ringing out from the forge.

Teja, after all, is Teja; and in case of any trouble, he starts making blades. There is much trouble among those dear to him, now, and Teja is making a dagger -- fine and thin, of folded steel, pliable and deadly.

The cats are outside, chasing a snarling demonic rabbit between them.-

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Charlie shrugs. "Not my idea of a fun time, but then I'm not the one asking for a collar. You know who it is that's comissioned both of these. out of curiosity?"

He raises an eyebrow at Teja setting all his tools down, and sits back to watch him. "What are you up to?"

"He did not request it to be kept secret," Teja says. "His name is Dorian Grey; he is an immortal, and proud of being fearfully jaded."

Pause.

"Or was, before the magic of this place got at him."

Having dried himself off, Teja goes to the door and takes his belt and belt-pouch from a hook; and from the pouch, he gets a little leather bag that he hands to Charlie.

"Speaking of his gift to his sweet godling, I was reminded that I still have something for you that I made, from jewels that I received as part of a payment."

Inside, there is a corkscrew-shaped piece of jewellery for Charlie's navel piercing, made of white gold, and with a small diamond at one end.

There's a pause at the name, while Charlie blinks. "Dorian Gray. You're kidding."

That would be too priceless. "Maybe he found someone as jaded as he is, to play with? You said a godling, maybe he hooked up with the irritating purple one," he says, half-laughing. He accepts the bag, and slides a tiny corkscrew out of it, and smiles.

"It's beautiful."

"The stone is a dragon diamond, from the world of a young woman called Mia Ausa," Teja says. "They are made in the heat inside a dragon, and are incredibly rare. She had me make a cuff for her husband, with some of these in it, and left me those as payment. Those, because I have another one, set in a ring to wear upon the flesh of my chest, to connect me and you."

Pause.

"And no, it is a Greek godling that Dorian Gray has taken up with: - the fabled Ganymede, cup-bearer of the gods, and catamite of Zeus. He is not a full god with a duty like Demeters, but a smaller immortal: - hence, a godling."

"Oh that ought to be fun to see. So he likes BDSM?"

He slides the silver corkscrew out, and the new one in, putting the bag and the spare in his pocket. "It sounds very nice...do you have yours in?" he asks, as he screws the end ball in.

"Dorian Gray and Ganymede. Well they should be pretty together, if nothing else."

"If that is what that kind of pleasure is called, yes, he does," Teja says. "I have seen him flop about, in passing, sporting bruises, but looking quite content with it, and not at all like a victim wanting help. And Dorian Gray seems willing to spend much, in order to show that Ganymede is his."

Pause.

"And no, I do not wear mine now, as I was waiting to give you yours first, and not spoil the surprise; but we can put it in, now that you have yours?"

"So he likes pain. Or at least likes the giver enough to deal with it," Charlie shrugs. He doesn't like pain, and never particularly has, either giving or taking. "you can put yours in, remember how I showed you?"

Charlie likes the new one, the white gold is much brighter than the silver he had in before, against his stomach. And he's starting to tan, being outside in the summer sun. "I wonder how they'll manage being a couple, if they're both immortal. Maybe it's open."

Teja unstraps the top part of his leather forge apron, and allows it to drop down, and then gently takes out the simple barbell he has in it.

"Perhaps open to others, indeed," he says, "or open-ended: - perhaps they are not trying for the future, just for now. 'Now' would be long, for an immortal, and the future endless."

Pause, while he fetches his own piece from a little box, on the shelf above the workbench: it is a captive bead ring, of white gold also, with the dragon diamond set into the bead part.

"It looks lovely upon your skin," he says to Charlie. "It is so lovely to see one's gift upon the body of the beloved; no matter what the symbolism of collars, part of their pleasure would be simply that."

"Open relationships work for some people," he shrugs. "The captive ball looks good on you, Teja," Charlie says softly, enjoying the idea of matching jewelry, even body piercings.

"Is your piercing healing up alright?"

"I would not wish to be open: I am yours, completely and ever!" Teja says. "But I have learned, by now, how different people may be."

Pause.

"And yes, it is -- see! It does not hurt any longer, unless pulled wrong; and most of the time, it is pulled just right."

Charlie smiles crookedly. "Kinky."

He tugs just a little at the ring in his nipple, amused at the reaction.

"Is it kinky if I feel no pain at it, only a sweet, tugging pleasure?" Teja says, smiling.

"Oh yeah," he answers, laughing. "But it's cute."

"Cute?" Teja says. "I?"

"Believe it," Charlie answers with a smirk.

"I am cute," Teja says, "for taking pleasure in such touch?"

"It's completely normal, don't worry."

"That I am cute?" Teja says, smiling. "Is normal?"

He is still standing there, the top of the forge apron hanging down, and his shimmering new ring in his nipple.

"That and that you like this," he flicks the little ring idly. "Being pulled on."

"If it is normal," Teja says, tilting into the touch, "then it is not kinky -- or is kinky normal now?"

"Mmm, the latter. There will always be some kink in a relationship, or it gets boring really fast."

"And always, something new to discover," Teja says, "and new ideas to try."

Pause.

"One of these days, I will wish to try that which you have done to me."

"Oh, that narrows it down, which part of what I've done to you are we referring to?"

"I think you called it," he says, "a blow-job?"

"Well, sometime you could try it. It takes a fair bit of practice to b good at it, or be able to do some of what I did, but of course if you'd like to do that..."

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