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Right, and... is it latex? I don't think it's latex now that I'm .... picturing

[uh]

Spandex. Spandex was the word I meant.

[no it wasn't, he knows his fabrics. spandex doesn't smell like anything.]

Christian Bale was in Little Women, wasn't he?

[He barely has time to nod and consider being gagged when the second part of that thought comes barreling past America's lips]

...I don't doubt you know how, I think all of our kind is adept at something like that, but -- in a safe manner!? I--I mean I know we heal more easily of course but I don't want to end up explaining anything to a doctor...!

I can wear whatever you wanna see me in, man!

_{[ Woah. That is.. a very generous offer coming from him. ]}

And whatever you want done to you.. I just think it'll be tons of fun and we can talk about as much as you like until you feel comfortable with it if it's something you'd wanna do.

I know I totally would be into something like that..!

Y-you don't mean that, truly.

[Austria's smart enough to go easy, but he knows there's no way America could grasp what that offer could entail.

There were points earlier when Austria wasn't sure if America was ready to delve into things that would involve a more secure sense of trust than other fantasies, but that reassurance allows Austria to relax a little bit. Especially after their initial misunderstanding, he's been extremely hesitant to go with his intuition with America. But...]

I... I can send pictures of things if I come across them, if you'd like. I don't know if you have a preference for roles, I... I tend to be all right with either. Ah -- leading or following, that is to say...

If you wanted to follow, you'd need to be absolutely clear what you want. I remember when... when you held my hands and made vulgar comments about them. And then panicked. I don't want that to happen again and I don't want you to be uncomfortable either. I won't be doing anything if it's merely hinted at, is that clear?

[And now he's dug himself into a hole, because that means Austria has to cut it out with the euphemisms too. At least if he doesn't want to be hypocritical.

Realizing this, he sighs, and there's a long pause before he says, timidly, quietly]

wouldyouwearaplugwithahorsetail

Huh? What was that?

_{[ He thought he heard him correctly, but also, he doesn't know what Austria means even if he heard him loud and clear. ]}

I mean, if we're going with this scenario, it should be fitting! But I guess I'm pretty open to anything otherwise. I like to show off! Um..

Maybe there's some exceptions.. like.. I don't know if I'd like wearing woman's clothes, but I've never really tried.

[grunt of exasperation]

A plug. It's placed in the backside and it has a decorative horse tail on it. They're very elegant. It doesn't matter. Forget I said it.

[cold sweat. can you hear him rubbing his forehead?

He listens, though, still taking this seriously.] ...That doesn't surprise me, given what I know about the history of undergarments at your place. [what] But there's flexibility with that. It doesn't need to be a transformation. For my own preferences I've never been fond of looking like anyone but myself, but if a négligée suits my mood I won't rule it out.

[Why is he... so easy to talk to? It's weird. Maybe, with America having very little frame of reference, Austria is less nervous about being judged. He's not used to talking about this so plainly. Even with people closest to him, he still feels the need to be indirect.]

I.. what? Why would I plug up my back side with something elegant?

_{[ Clearly, this is something he hasn't really explored before. Sorry, Austria. He doesn't sound judgmental.. just really confused. ]}

.. Okay, well! That sounds good then! When do you wanna do this? We can talk about it a lot more in person too.

_{[ It sounds like they're just hanging out but.. yeah. ]}

Why wouldn't you?

[the response is immediate and equally as bewildered...]

For your idea? ... Could you send me a reference photo for what you might like? I could see about making you a costume. I would need to take your measurements, if that's all right.

_{[ ???????
Austria, he hasn't played with a butt plug yet. He doesn't know what it's all about!! But anyway, it sounds like Austria wants to help out and he's down for it. Only.. he's a little shy about giving his actual measurements out. ]}

Uhhhh, hang on, I'll send a pic.

_{[ There's a pic. ]}

Like that! But you can improvise it however you want if you wanna make it sexier for me..!

[It's less about the fact that it's a plug and more that Austria wouldn't accept anything less than elegance, especially there...!

But he takes a look at the picture--]

--Oh, that's what you wore for Halloween that year, I remember it.

[He caught that he's ignoring the request for measurements, and there's a pause before he finally continues]

If you give me one of your shirts and slacks I can use those as a guide. But don't forget I have a tailoring area in the back room at my sandwich shop, I do this sort of thing regularly. I'm home right now if you want to bring something over.

A-and talk, I suppose.

[He has some things of his own that are just... easier to show than to describe verbally.]

Really? Whoa.. I'll come over!! And I don't mind you taking measurements! Why would I? I have such a rockin' bod!! Haha, I mean, duh, you know that by now.

_{[ Maybe if he acts okay Austria won't really notice his insecurity.. despite the time he was insecure about it the first time they had an encounter. You're not fooling anyone, America. ]}

I've never had anyone make me cool clothes before!! England made a bunch of lame stuff when I was little but that's it.

I do know that.

[It's said flatly, but not sarcastically. More like it's clearly accompanied by an image, and that image is definitely a fond one.]

Come over, then. I admit spandex isn't something I work very often with but I think I can manage.

[After hanging up, he realizes there's probably stuff he needs to hide if he wants to afford France any privacy while showing America some of the things he might be interested in. So there's a little scrambling, and when America does come in, Austria might look a little frazzled, but he has a small shopping bag set aside with some things he'd picked out to discuss.]

Here. Raise your arms.

[something occurs to him]

...Would you be wearing clown makeup for the Joker portion of this scene? I... I can't say I've ever incorporated that into play before...

_{[ America does take note of the frazzled look, cause that's what he does. He hyper-fixates on the unimportant thing. He smiles warmly, though, and lifts his arms as told. His chest and neck are broader than most, and his waist and hips are on the thicker side.

He stifles some laughter. ]}

D'uh, ch'yeah. Course I would. It wouldn't be the Joker without it. But it won't be cheesy clown make up. I promise.

_{[ He's looking intently at Austria's face, still smiling, enough for those little dimples to show. ]}

[...he has to take an ankle measurement again because he was thrown off by the image of America in clown makeup. Cheesy or not cheesy, it's... new? No, wait he might have done something adjacent at some point. Masks at masked balls can be very fancy, after all.

the dimples get him.]

Perhaps something styled similarly to a Venetian mask would do nicely.

[Is he missing the point? Maybe. It's something to think about certainly. For now though, he finishes up with his note taking.]

That should do it. I, ah... rather than explain it over the telephone I figured it would be easiest to simply show you some of the things I already have. You can take a look in that bag if you'd like.

[His face turns red and he tilts his head away, though he's peeking out of the corner of his eye. In the bag America will find a collar and leash, the plug with the tail he described, an absurdly expensive looking vibrating egg and

a bullwhip. have fun with that one, indiana jones.]

Can we make something like that? A Venetian mask. You know, together.

_{[ He's open to the idea, though. It seems fun! A little creative twist. He's all about that. Though, once he's invited to look into this bag Austria is talking about, of course he hops to it, because he loves being nosy with other people's things. He actually sits down on his haunches before opening it. He goes for the plug with the tail on it in confusion, but he's playing with the tassel part of it before disregarding it, not showing much interest. The egg is next, cause it does look fancy, but he doesn't expect it to vibrate after he toys with it. Quite honestly, he doesn't know what it's for, but he laughs as it shakes in his hand, cupping both of his palms over it before looking at Austria. ]}

Dude, what the hell. Do you put it on your dick or what?

_{[ He's never done anything with toys before, Austria! ]}

I'd like that very much, actually.

[He watches cautiously as America picks up the toys, and once the thing starts vibrating he has to bite back a smile.]

I -- you can, but it's not really shaped for it... y-you could put it at the tip I suppose but it's meant to be put inside. [...context.] Inside the rear, that is to say.

...That spot. You remember it, right? It's meant to press there.

[he doesn't realize it but he's stretching his fingers a bit, idly.]

_{[ Don't mind him just turning it on and off, on and off, lips pursing. Eventually, he does turn it off, though. ]}

You mean the prostate? You can say prostate, dude. It's okay.. and yeah, I bet that feels real good.

_{[ He says that, but his tone is a little uneasy.. like maybe he isn't quite into it. The next thing is the whip, though, which causes him to actually gasp. He takes that thing out quite quickly. ]}

OH MY GOD. Okay, I haven't seriously handled one of these since the Railroad Age.

_{[ He way he holds it and handles it.. shows that, yes, he knows how to work something like this. It might be startling, but he gives it a good crack before drawing it back, wrapping it around his hands. He gives Austria a starry eyed look with a smile, but then: ]}

Why do you have your livestock tools in here? Where is your livestock?

_{[ ... sweet summer child. ]}

Yes the prostate. [He looks very irritated that you made him say it out loud, America.] There's one with a remote, too, but...

[...he'd have to check if that's up for sharing. But he does pick up on the uneasiness, so he drops it. Seeing America take the whip out, though, he'd had a feeling America has some experience with it but]

Ah-- do you have room--

[His heart skips a beat worrying for the knickknacks that might be in the path were America unskilled, but... good god he's not unskilled.]

Y-yes, you have quite the herding tradition in your culture, haven't you...

[is that a type? it's a type.

It's almost enough distraction to make Austria fail to register the question in the first place.]

Livestock.

My god, America, it's... being struck is a very common fetish! [it's common it's normal stop making him feel weird oh my god] You stand at the end of the whip's trajectory so that only the tip hits you so it isn't particularly harmful when it's wielded properly, which... which you clearly already know how to do...

[is it hot in here]

_{[ America remains seated on the floor and looks from the handle of the whip, unwrapping it to look at the end of it then steady his gaze back up at the brunette. ]}

You want me to hit you with this?
Like on the ass?

I--

[His eyes meet America's awkwardly.]

Yes, or just the back, as long as it's the upper back. The lower back is vulnerable because of the kidneys, it's not safe.

Safety is paramount, America.

_{[ Once he gets confirmation, he smiles brightly, rising to his feet with the whip in his hands. One hand holds the handle and the other starts wrapping around the end until he has it rather tight. ]}

Hahaha, that’s easy! I would like something like that, actually.

_{[ He is advancing on the other man, but more playfully, and when he’s close enough, he will lift his arms up and over, locking Austria between his body and the whip, tugging the brunette closer against him and speaking in a sincere tone. ]}

But I think my favorite part about this is you told me to do something dangerous without hesitance. You must really trust me and I like that!

[There's a wave of relief when America smiles; Austria's comfort with his interests is always dependent upon whom he's speaking to. It... well, maybe being in a stable relationship with France (?? the thought of it still surprises him sometimes) made him forget a little bit about what's standard. And even more, what someone new to all this might think.

But the interest is there, and... he'd like it?

Austria hadn't expected that after the confusion and he barely has time to think about that relief before he's pulled in. Oh that's... nice.]

I know bad whip handling when I see it. It certainly wasn't what you just did.

[Trust with a dangerous situation was something he'd take case by case as they went along, but he saw no reason to distrust him with this one after that display of skill. And he trusts him overall, enough to explore this with him. He leans into that hold.]

And I like this.

[You've unlocked the weird pout mumble, America, it means you've gotten to him. Yeehaw.]

You bet. I'm the best with these whip things. Trust me.

_{[ Don't worry, Austria. He has his weird fetishes and kinks. He just hasn't discovered all of them yet. That's what you and France are here for! He'll make both of your love lives a little more interesting and equally frustrating, but it might be nice to have someone quite energetic in the bedroom, right?

He releases the end of the whip and lets it drop, though, freeing the older man if he so chooses to. Alfred doesn't realize how well he might be teasing, especially when he lifts the handle and lets the leather brush against Austria's jaw, using the handle enough to get his attention and push him into a gentle kiss.

America is gone almost as quick as he approached Austria and turns, giving him a thoughtful glance and once over. Yeehaw indeed. ]}

I like it too, buuuuut.. I gotta see what else is in here next!

_{[ Back down to the floor he goes and rummages through the last content of the bag. It jingles when he pulls it out, but he knows what this is! ]}

Oh! A collar! Like when I'm a dog!

_{[ He doesn't even have to think twice before attempting to fasten the thing on his neck with some difficulty. ]}

[America is going to throw their backs out.

Austria relaxes at the touch of the leather under his jaw; he returns the kiss calmly and tenderly. It's hot, yes, but more than that it's soothing in a strange way, and it might be surprising to see someone who's normally so uptight all but melting into a trance.]

Mm.

[It's the only sound he makes when America moves away, as if he's being woken up. It's also not the only part of him that looks like he just woke up; America might also spot a half chub during that once-over if he didn't feel it already during the kiss.

He's not making too much of a fuss about being left alone again, he knows what's left in the bag and now he's curious...]

Yes, just like that. Or anytime. [And he quickly realizes he didn't need to explain anytime once America starts putting the collar on... and there's definitely a twinkle in Austria's eye. He goes over to help him fasten it, working quietly behind him, and once it's fully fastened he tugs a little on the leash, more just to jingle it as a cue because he's putting his hand on America's shoulder to turn him around. He gives America a once-over of his own before reinstating that closeness they had a moment ago.]

That's very charming. [His voice is low, certainly a little more awake than before, and he returns the favor of another gentle kiss.]

_{[ Okay, so. He's aware of this kink and that it's a thing, but he's a little confused as to why it is a thing. Being led with both a gentle hold of the leash and push of his shoulder he's not sure he likes, but something about the collar seems kind of.. cool.. and he's certainly fine with how Austria is reacting to it.

His bold lashes flutter slightly when he's kissed and he just stares at Austria for a moment. ]}

It's charming? What about this?

_{[ Fine, he'll kneel, but on both of his knees. He's a little perplexed to act like a dog when he doesn't have his dog parts, but he does let out a playful bark and stick his tongue out. It's brief before he scrunches up his nose. ]}

No, it's definitely better when I have the tail and ears.

[Cute. God, it's cute. As much as Austria finds America's bluntness jarring, it's... uncomplicated. It saves a lot of guesswork. His innocence and inexperience is, more than anything else, honest.

Austria can't hold back the small snort after America barks.]

For the barking, yes, it feels a bit out of place without the other features. But you don't need to do all that... [He reaches his hand out, raking his fingers through America's hair affectionately, leaving his hand there and stroking his forehead with his thumb.] Just seeing you kneeling and wearing that is nice on its own...

[For Austria it's more about the spoiling, the obedience, even the playfulness, than it is about believably acting like an animal. He has a feeling America isn't as keen on subservience but he looks eager, Austria knows he's enthusiastic, and he's sure they can meet in the middle.

He's still stroking his head. He isn't blind to the suggestiveness of their positioning, either, and perhaps despite his best efforts, his lower half seems to have finally made up its mind. He's fully hard, and his cheeks go a bit pink. America having stuck his tongue out might have been a little comical but it didn't prevent Austria's mind from going places. His next words are under his breath.]

I'd apologize for that if it weren't inevitable after a conversation like this.

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