I'm good, sir. Thank you for asking. I hope you're doing well.
[Yes, he's seen the network blow ups, along with hearing all the unavoidable gossip that goes around at work. But he knows better than to put stock in to any of that. What happens between President's Colchester and Moore isn't any of his business.]
I can't promise to have the answers you're looking for. But I'll do my best.
I've only really had a passing knowledge of kink before I began working at Lyonesse. As Mr Trevena's bodyguard though, I'm there any time he's in his club. So I've seen a lot of different things now.
If you have a question about any specific activities though, I'm probably not the best person to ask.
I'm curious about what you've done. By that logic, there's no one better to ask.
Tristan. I know what you look like. I know there's no chance Mark hasn't fucked you. If it makes you uncomfortable for me to pry, just say the word. If it doesn't, I wonder if you'll do something for me.
[This...is awkward. And uncomfortable. And he has no idea what he should be doing right now. On the one hand, talking about what he's gotten up to with his (very much engaged) employer feels wrong. But on the other, this is President Colchester. And if the President asks you a question-]
I didn't have any experience before Lyonesse. I was already used to following commands, but it was different with him. He hurt me, but in a good way. He's also the first person I've ever been with, so he taught me. A lot.
[I will use you like a toy. I will degrade you. Those days might be over now, but the memory isn't going away.]
( he can see how mark might feel about this noble, handsome, once-virgin. it's not difficult to imagine. )
You might've heard me and Embry had a falling out. Well, you once offered me your services for the protection of President Moore and the First Lady. I'd like to take you up on that, as the person I was going to ask to watch over Embry is no longer an option.
Serve him like you'd serve Mr. Trevena. Do you have a safeword?
He's not in danger from anyone but himself. Embry gets destructive when he's lonely. Since I can't, I want you to make sure he isn't lonely. I want you to give him whatever he needs. You need a safeword so you can tell me and him no, if you don't want to do it. I regard Mark very highly — it wouldn't do for me not to take care of his possessions.
[There's a long delay before he replies. Part of him really wants to just laugh it off. To assume that this is some kind of twisted joke at his expense. He considers calling Isolde for one, brief moment. Wants to ask her opinion, knowing she'd be the voice of reason when his sense of duty takes hold.
But in the end, despite knowing that this is a bad idea, that it'll probably end up blowing up in his face, it's Colchester's final line that tips the scales for him. That reminder of what he is.
Was.
One revelation that put an end to everything. So surely there's nothing wrong with accepting an offer like this, is there?]
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I was wondering how much you mind probing, definitely inappropriate questions.
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I'm good, sir. Thank you for asking. I hope you're doing well.
[Yes, he's seen the network blow ups, along with hearing all the unavoidable gossip that goes around at work. But he knows better than to put stock in to any of that. What happens between President's Colchester and Moore isn't any of his business.]
I can't promise to have the answers you're looking for. But I'll do my best.
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Anyway, I was wondering in what capacity you were Mark's bodyguard, knowing I'm a longtime attendee at Lyonesse.
Did you ever partake in kink?
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If you have a question about any specific activities though, I'm probably not the best person to ask.
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Tristan. I know what you look like. I know there's no chance Mark hasn't fucked you.
If it makes you uncomfortable for me to pry, just say the word. If it doesn't, I wonder if you'll do something for me.
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I didn't have any experience before Lyonesse. I was already used to following commands, but it was different with him. He hurt me, but in a good way. He's also the first person I've ever been with, so he taught me. A lot.
[I will use you like a toy. I will degrade you. Those days might be over now, but the memory isn't going away.]
What did you want me to do?
[Does he actually want to know?]
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You might've heard me and Embry had a falling out.
Well, you once offered me your services for the protection of President Moore and the First Lady. I'd like to take you up on that, as the person I was going to ask to watch over Embry is no longer an option.
Serve him like you'd serve Mr. Trevena. Do you have a safeword?
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Sir, I don't think I fully understand.
If he's in danger, I'll do whatever I can to protect him. But I don't know why I'd need a safeword for that.
[Well, he does. But he's not about to say it and potentially make a fool of himself in front of the President.]
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I want you to give him whatever he needs. You need a safeword so you can tell me and him no, if you don't want to do it. I regard Mark very highly — it wouldn't do for me not to take care of his possessions.
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But in the end, despite knowing that this is a bad idea, that it'll probably end up blowing up in his face, it's Colchester's final line that tips the scales for him. That reminder of what he is.
Was.
One revelation that put an end to everything. So surely there's nothing wrong with accepting an offer like this, is there?]
Hazel. That's my safeword.
Does President Moore know you're doing this?