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[duke_of_illusions]

It's an early evening, back in the club. Barma has sent Al on his own, to make friends, to try something new.

Dodo is a breath away.

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[duke_of_illusions]

"Don't know yet."

He admits.

"I think I could be."

[al_truism]

Al beams.

"When he and I first got together, it was strictly play-oriented. We expected to be able to trust each other, but it wasn't going to be personal. We weren't going to offer each other emotional support about unconnected things, either -- but that changed. Quickly."

[duke_of_illusions]

"None of that surprises me, actually."

He admits, grinning.

"Knowing the both of you."

[al_truism]

"... he's been one of the best things that's ever happened to me," he tells him softly, knowing that Dodo is listening.

[duke_of_illusions]

"Good."

He agrees, smiling at that assessment.

"And on that topic- tell me about what else you'd like to learn?"

[al_truism]

"Bondage safety and technique."

[duke_of_illusions]

"Sure."

He agrees, happily.

"Easy."

[al_truism]

Al smiles, kisses his bristly cheek, and slides off his lap to learn what he can learn.

[duke_of_illusions]

He starts cleaning up floggers in the mean time, grinning.

The floor is covered with them.

[al_truism]

Al bounces up to help, wincing every time he extends his arm. Oh, that's going to bruise.

[duke_of_illusions]

"Good boy."

Smiling, he reaches for the rope in his bag.

[al_truism]

"I was watching you tie up Rufus on my birthday," he admits.

[duke_of_illusions]

"He's a good model. Very disciplined."

He admits.

"Want the big hint for bottoming to rope?"

[al_truism]

"Please." He nods, putting the last of the floggers away.

[duke_of_illusions]

"Stretch."

He instructs him, starting what looks surprisingly close to yoga, for a man of his size and disposition.

[al_truism]

Al studies the forms, then moves carefully to follow. He's strong, graceful, precise- all martial artist.

[bigbrotheriswatching]

"Pay most attention to your shoulders and your pelvis. Hips, groin, arms, back, those sorts of things."

Explaining, surprisingly serene.

[duke_of_illusions]

"Pay most attention to your shoulders and your pelvis. Hips, groin, arms, back, those sorts of things."

Explaining, surprisingly serene.

[al_truism]

"Sir," he responds, soft and focused.

"For blood flow?"

[duke_of_illusions]

"Flexibility." He explains.

"And endurance. Stretch beforehand, you hold a position better."

[al_truism]

"And relax more," he murmurs, pressing himself into a deep toe-touch, breathing slowly. He solidly grabs his heels.

[duke_of_illusions]

"The knowledge that you're getting ready will help brace you for the play. You'll ease into the mindset you need to be in, and you'll go deeper as a consequence."

Explaining, with an approving nod.

[al_truism]

"Imagining," he smiles, eyes shut.

[duke_of_illusions]

"Imagining what?"

Interested, tracing a fingertip down Al's spine.

[al_truism]

His shoulders tremble, and his breathing stutters.

"Predicament bondage. It's been a long time for me."