IC CONTACT ⟶ duplicity.

[runnerupper]

❝ Ｌｅａｖｅ ａ ｍｅｓｓａｇｅ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ Ａ－ＴＲＡＩＮ， ｂａｂｙ！𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢
𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝟿-𝟷-𝟷; 𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍. ❞ ( ♪ )

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[runnerupper]

yeah I'm not trynna fucking get involved

[runnerupper]

[ That makes him snort mildly in a laugh, not really minding being mocked in this context when, honestly, that's kind of what he'd been going for: a dumb as fuck line in a similarly cheesy vein to her own.

(A-Train couldn't even say for sure if it's actually true, he's never had any reason to fact-check that extremely random bit of trivia, although he thinks so...? Maybe?)

But anyway, what matters here is the chemistry, she's clearly into it and quite frankly so is he. A-Train smirks at her and ducks down a little to make it easier for her to pull his shirt off, getting his belt buckle open and pants off in a blur of unseen motion. ]

We doin' this here, or...?

[runnerupper]

[ A-T. That's cute. And he likes a girl who isn't shy about a playful nickname or even pet name, so long as they're not presumptuously intimate.

And of course that view, well, he definitely likes that, too. His eyes travel appreciatively over her body again, teeth catching the corner of his lip as his head dips briefly in a nod. ]

I dunno, birdie, you might need t'be a little more specific than that, considering I can think of three different places where I'm missin' it. [ Whether or not it's actually been put into all three at this point is besides the point. ] Come on, pick your favorite.

[ As an incentive, though, there's his cock now, thick and heavy in his hand with the camera cocked at a particularly generous angle. ]

[forcevisions]

[ rey's eyes follow the movement, and her expression lights up a little when she realizes how fast it is, impossible even for her to track with the force. she can't even anticipate it. she has all the fascination of a child who's discovered something truly novel about the world.

she glances back up at his face and the blinking suggests she has to take a moment to think back and figure out what he'd said. ]

Would you rather somewhere else? [ because she wouldn't. here seems perfectly fine. to prove the point, she hangs his shirt over one of the stall dividers, ensuring it's well out of the way. ]

[runnerupper]

Nah, nah-- I'm good with this.

[ And he's a little surprised to realize he actually means that, too, but upon giving the locker room another sweep of his gaze A-Train can recognize all the familiar, typical spots that work so nicely for fucking in a locker room.

That part he's done before, having spent a lot of his life in gyms, but well, his default assumption of most places in Duplicity is just that they'll all probably be pretty disgustingly filthy; for a gym, though, this place actually doesn't look so bad.

He closes the distance between them further, tipping her chin up to kiss her hard, full of lust and confidence, before he backs her against the stall wall, hands dropping to stroke down her body and cup her ass. ]

[killersong]

[There it is again. Birdie. Little bird. It snaps her from the mood, brings her back to where she is and what she’s doing. What she’s done.
Nothing of this shows on her face. She’s going to have to suck it up and move on because the bird nicknames are gonna be impossible to stop.

So she winks at A-Train - and her grin becomes genuine when he reveals his cock.]
Well, hello Sir
Looks like your little general’s not gonna be needing much encouragement.

[Dinah chuckles and parts her legs. She runs her hands over the waistband of her black thong and begins to slip it down her legs until she’s naked, save for the hold ups. She parts her legs so he can more clearly see. She sucks her middle finger before rubbing her clit. As wet as she is, even from her defeat of Roman, it doesn’t take long for Dinah to sigh softly.]

You missing my tight little pussy then?

[forcevisions]

[ a surprised noise is lost in the cavern of his mouth. he gets a second uninterrupted on merits of that alone. she had expected even an ounce of caution, of hesitation, of restraint, but a-train explores her body like it's already his. in the moment, rey can't quite decide how she feels about that, except that the sensations themselves are welcome ones.

she plants her hands on his bare shoulders first to steady herself, then to shove him back against the opposite stall door with a surprising amount of strength for someone of her size. well, perhaps less surprising, all said and done. she's no supe, but in her naked state, it's easy to see all the lean, toned muscle that she has cultivated over a lifetime of hard work.

the kiss turns rougher, then. she lets her teeth sink into his lip and her hands journey down his chest to the front of his pants, getting right to business. ]

[grunge]

If Sionis comes after her you better fucking get involved.

[runnerupper]

[ He could respond with "who the fuck is that," except 1) he can pretty much guess by now, just from context, and 2) he doesn't really want Jess unloading whatever dirty details she knows on him, so: ]

is that her creepy ass boss
sounded to me like she had that shit handled

[grunge]

Creepy ass boss with the creepy ass club.

[ which it sounds like he might never have been to and, if so, hello, first thing about A-Train she's ever respected, she didn't see you there ]

Its more his boyfriend that's worth worrying about.
Just bump up your security or stay in housing.

[runnerupper]

yeah that one. don't even wanna know what kind of fucked up customer base any joint called "insecurity" is bound to have

[ Not that he hasn't been tempted to visit a time or two just to watch Dinah perform, but... fuck that. He isn't setting foot in a place called "Insecurity" unless he has to. ]

well that's vague as hell
I mean you know what I can do right? it's not we're fucking helpless here

[ He's not really supposed to be running but you know, whatever. ]

[grunge]

[ it's a shame this isn't a less serious conversation or she'd have some jab to make about his obvious inferiority complex. let it never be said that she plays nice with her Dom out of actual self-preservation. ]

Yeah you don't exactly keep it a secret.
SIN guns, tranq darts, magic shit. There's always something.

[runnerupper]

I'm talkin about against di's creepy boss's creepy boyfriend
does he have any of that shit.

[grunge]

I do.
If I can get it, so can he.

[runnerupper]

why the fuck do you have that

[grunge]

Not the conversation.

[runnerupper]

yeah well neither was fucking dinah

[grunge]

It's for putting a dent into assholes with superpowers. It predates you so you can relax.
At least where I'm concerned.

[runnerupper]

[ GOD, NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN... ]

ok but then what the fuck do YOU got against supes
someone accidentally run thru your boyfriend once or some shit

[grunge]

Where the hell did that example come from?

[runnerupper]

jesus it's just a fucking joke

[grunge]

[ uuuh huuuh. goodbye, shred of respect. it was nice meeting you. ]

Stick to running.
The point is, anyone who knows what you can do can find a way around it.

[runnerupper]

kinda doubt that.
and I've never even met those guys anyway

[grunge]

You're providing for the woman they consider their property.
Hell, maybe all that happiness you keep her in is what gave her the confidence boost to fight back.

Without you in the picture, who's gonna take care of her?

[ disclaimer that Jess doesn't think Dinah needs a man to take care of her but spitfuck Sionis probably gets those results on the occasion his two braincells rub up on each other. ]

video; un: canary

[killersong]

[Dinah looks tired, wasted and definitely worse for wear. When she eventually gets back to A-Train's, she'll stink of cigarettes too.]

I'm sorry. A-T, man, I've fucked up and I'm sorry. He told me to tell you now, to warn you. I'm so sorry, A-T. I'm so sorry.