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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[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. ]

[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. ]