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[Jack didn't have time before he started botting out to discover Ryslig's harder drugs.]
And I mean...yeah, that's the end goal here. Going back to either my place or yours - I'm guessing mine - and getting busy.
[He figured that was obvious. He's out for a good time, and Taako...oh yeah, Taako's a good time. He can tell. Plus, he hasn't hooked up with another dude for a while. It'd be a nice change of pace.]
...Oh, yeah. Uh...look, you don't gotta worry about this getting all horror show on ya or anything. I've eaten for the week, my roomie's human. You wanna get kinky or anything, though... I'm listening.
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Yep, yours is one hundo percent the objective here.
[He will not under any circumstances bring Jack to the friggin' farm, where his sister and all his family lives, to bone down. Not even if he was getting paid. He is gonna fire off a quick text to her, though, that he's not dead or something and staying somewhere else tonight, so she doesn't wonder why he's not home.
But the last comment does finally make him burst out laughing, taking his hand off Jack's chest to put it to his.]
Listen, my man, I appreciate the mention first off, because I am in fact not looking to get super eaten today. But second, if you're looking for full vore consequences, you're gonna have to call my sister. I know we've got a reputation but it can't be this soon.
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[If Jack could pull a face, he would. But his tone more than conveys his opinion on that.]
Okay first of all...nowhere near what I mean. At all. I don't even...no mouth, dude. I have no mouth. Not even an option if I was remotely interested, which again, I am not. Holy frick...
I just meant... I'm super strong and I've got crazy endurance and I can generate electricity and I got prehensile cord things that come outta my head... normal kinky shit, geeze!
[Wow. Who the hell goes right to freaking vore?]
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Oh sorry, is my vore not good enough for you? Gosh.
[But he can't even get through that without another laugh, waving his hand as if to dismiss it.]
No, dude, that is not my jam, if you tried I'd toss you out a window. Though on the rest of it, endurance is a good mention, I'm not a one and done kinda guy. And uh, buried the lead there with-- cord things? Talk to me about that. You got head tentacles, my man?
[Jack may now be realizing why Taako needs something to do with his mouth, because otherwise he just keeps fucking talking.]
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[Just...nope. Monster fucking is one thing, Jack gets it! But that...that is a whole nother thing he's not going anywhere near.]
Oh, yeah, I guess you could call them tentacles. They're cords of wire, though. Two of'em.
[He taps one of the round ports at his temple to indicate where they were. This? This he's into. And more than happy to talk about. He also notes that Taako's drink is very down there, and signals for the bartender to bring him another. Just casually, look at how much attention he pays, look how in tune with your needs he is!]
I can grab stuff with'em and shit, plug'em in to juice up... they're pretty flexible. You into a little tie-up play....I got ya covered.
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[Sorry Jack, you may be the most terrible person in the room, but Taako's like, a really close second. But Taako gives him almost a catlike grin at the discussion of any kind of tentacle and tentacle related products. Now, most people might consider this to be in bad form, but if they're casually talking about fucking, this is probably the time to bring this up.]
Yeah, I mean, how waterproof is all that?
[Taako no.]
I promise, with previous vore conversation noted, that I won't eat them.
[Look, he's taking a sip of his drink so he can bat his eyelashes all innocent.]
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[He's really gonna have to do something about the whole mouth situation. It's starting to be a pain.]
And uh...I'm waterproof enough, don't worry about it. I mean I can't nail ya in the shower or anything, but... funtime mess is no problem, and I can guarantee it. I am a very active robot.
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Oh I meant like, do you think you could get those wire things in there without killin' one of us. Not that I'm not confident in your dick, just curious.
[I mean, might as well be open about it. He slugs back more of his drink, now intent on getting kinda fucked up for the night.]
Also you can call me pretty as many times as you want, my man, it never gets old.
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[Jack's expression remains the same, but he brings his hand to his chin and strokes it in thought. That's a very good question.]
I honestly don't know. But hey, I'm game to find out if you are!
[The guy's obviously got a kink. Kind of a weird one, but not in the realm of weird that's beyond Jack's own tastes. And he's pretty sure he can make it work. They're wires, they're insulated with rubber or whatever. Unless he extends the very ends of them, and he just won't do that.]
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Oh, absolutely my dude.
[Taako brings up a hand, counting off on his fingers.]
Soooo we got free alcohol, vibrating hands, tentacle like things, aaaand you keep calling me gorgeous. My dude, I am not one to lay myself out on the table exactly like this, but you have me sold.
[He raises the rest of his drink, and then gulps the entire thing down right in front of him before grinning wide.]
Sounds like a night to me.