Well [ Dick has to swallow first before he can speak, his own heart speeding up from the sight of that boy. Soon enough that'll be him and it sounds thrilling, but there's a thread of terror there too. Sex is something personal, that's what everyone says, that's what everyone knows about it. This, here, is just shy of being violating, and his first experience with all of it will be in public with strangers he despises. ] Some of it is more obvious than others.
[ He is glad Superboy is here now. For as much as he doesn't understand, he is being supportive. Comforting, even. ]
Pain's a part of it sometimes. And trust. Trusting your partner won't go any further than you want them to. [ Of course, all of this is simply regurgitation on Dick's part. He's never experienced any of this, only read about it online or in books. Talking out loud about it does help, though. ] Alright, gotta find a target...
[ Not all of these members will have access to the drug. Dick needs to find those with influence and money. They could be anyone, but he looks for those who don't need to flaunt their pets so brazenly. Each one he waits to catch their attention, pulling his knees up higher to show off his thighs and a bulge that is most definitely not girlish. One at least takes the bait, carefully rising up from his seat like this exchange between them is beneath him. He's as good an actor as Dick.
The man comes over and looks directly at Superboy, not him and asks if Dick is his boy. Now, it's presumptuous of the pet to speak for its Master, but Superboy isn't his Master. It should be okay and better than anything Supes will come up with on his own. ]
No, I'm not his. He's just a bodyguard. [ He gives Supes a bit of a condescending pat to the head before turning his big blue eyes back on the man. He isn't unattractive exactly, simply a little overweight in his middle age. ]
Your Master lets you come here by yourself to play? [ The man sounds rather offended by the idea, but Dick sets him straight. ]
Oh, I don't have one of those! [ Something grabs his attention elsewhere while he straightens out his skirt like a coy flirt. ] Not that I couldn't be persuaded...
[ The look he gives Dick is downright predatory. If he didn't already know what the guy wanted from him, he would be ready for a killing strike. Instead he stretches out his hand and lets the man pull him off Superboy's lap and to his side. His hands are big against Dick, even bigger than Supes'. Led back to the man's own comfortable corner, Dick waits properly by the stranger's side until he is beckoned closer. That's when he climbs into his lap like he had Superboy's. The man is talking to him, asking Dick about himself. Dick responds almost shyly at times, his hand fiddling with the buttons on the older man's shirt. Then his big hand slides up his skinny rear, pushing the skirt up in the process as he fondles him. Dick makes a noise in the back of his throat and it's no forgery. He's wanted to know what it would feel like for awhile and so far he isn't disappointed. ]
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[ He is glad Superboy is here now. For as much as he doesn't understand, he is being supportive. Comforting, even. ]
Pain's a part of it sometimes. And trust. Trusting your partner won't go any further than you want them to. [ Of course, all of this is simply regurgitation on Dick's part. He's never experienced any of this, only read about it online or in books. Talking out loud about it does help, though. ] Alright, gotta find a target...
[ Not all of these members will have access to the drug. Dick needs to find those with influence and money. They could be anyone, but he looks for those who don't need to flaunt their pets so brazenly. Each one he waits to catch their attention, pulling his knees up higher to show off his thighs and a bulge that is most definitely not girlish. One at least takes the bait, carefully rising up from his seat like this exchange between them is beneath him. He's as good an actor as Dick.
The man comes over and looks directly at Superboy, not him and asks if Dick is his boy. Now, it's presumptuous of the pet to speak for its Master, but Superboy isn't his Master. It should be okay and better than anything Supes will come up with on his own. ]
No, I'm not his. He's just a bodyguard. [ He gives Supes a bit of a condescending pat to the head before turning his big blue eyes back on the man. He isn't unattractive exactly, simply a little overweight in his middle age. ]
Your Master lets you come here by yourself to play? [ The man sounds rather offended by the idea, but Dick sets him straight. ]
Oh, I don't have one of those! [ Something grabs his attention elsewhere while he straightens out his skirt like a coy flirt. ] Not that I couldn't be persuaded...
[ The look he gives Dick is downright predatory. If he didn't already know what the guy wanted from him, he would be ready for a killing strike. Instead he stretches out his hand and lets the man pull him off Superboy's lap and to his side. His hands are big against Dick, even bigger than Supes'. Led back to the man's own comfortable corner, Dick waits properly by the stranger's side until he is beckoned closer. That's when he climbs into his lap like he had Superboy's. The man is talking to him, asking Dick about himself. Dick responds almost shyly at times, his hand fiddling with the buttons on the older man's shirt. Then his big hand slides up his skinny rear, pushing the skirt up in the process as he fondles him. Dick makes a noise in the back of his throat and it's no forgery. He's wanted to know what it would feel like for awhile and so far he isn't disappointed. ]