[Wriothesley was not fond of being in the limelight. He was almost adverse to it. Being the center of attention just wasn't something he really enjoyed. Even in a situation like this, he finds himself not enthused to talk about himself much.
He places his cup down, scratching the back of his neck with a huff. He feels a bit caught with Pinocchio's words.]
I enjoy most things, you know. I am not a picky guy when it comes to pleasure. Pleasuring others is something I enjoy immensely. [It's not like that detail is a secret either. Pinocchio watched him get off on giving them a blowjob and fingering themselves after all. But he knows that this isn't really a proper answer to the the question.
His gaze falls on the menu as he speaks, though he's obviously not actually acknowledging what is on it.] It's something I would like to be on the receiving side of. There are things that I like and want that I haven't done.
[He idly runs a finger over the lip of his tea cup and he smiles something bittersweet.] Before you asks, no, I won't agree to it. Bondage- BDSM and the likes where you're on the receiving end requires a lot of trust. It isn't that the giver is taking control, but that the receiver is giving it up willingly. [He lifts his cup.]
Please do not take this personally, because it is not you in particular, but I simply do not have the capacity to trust others. To let go of control and be at the mercy of others is something I am incapable of. It is something I would like to be able to do, but can't. [He sips at his cup of tea. Wriothesley doesn't seem bothered to tell the other this. After all, it is not shameful to want things and in something like this, it was better to just be truthful.
The boxer spoke very little of his personal details, but it's obvious that there's a story there. Obvious that Wriothesley had suffered greatly at some point that his faith in others had been seemingly irreparably shattered. Enough that he struggled to seek things that he wanted in fear of being hurt again.]
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He places his cup down, scratching the back of his neck with a huff. He feels a bit caught with Pinocchio's words.]
I enjoy most things, you know. I am not a picky guy when it comes to pleasure. Pleasuring others is something I enjoy immensely. [It's not like that detail is a secret either. Pinocchio watched him get off on giving them a blowjob and fingering themselves after all. But he knows that this isn't really a proper answer to the the question.
His gaze falls on the menu as he speaks, though he's obviously not actually acknowledging what is on it.] It's something I would like to be on the receiving side of. There are things that I like and want that I haven't done.
[He idly runs a finger over the lip of his tea cup and he smiles something bittersweet.] Before you asks, no, I won't agree to it. Bondage- BDSM and the likes where you're on the receiving end requires a lot of trust. It isn't that the giver is taking control, but that the receiver is giving it up willingly. [He lifts his cup.]
Please do not take this personally, because it is not you in particular, but I simply do not have the capacity to trust others. To let go of control and be at the mercy of others is something I am incapable of. It is something I would like to be able to do, but can't. [He sips at his cup of tea. Wriothesley doesn't seem bothered to tell the other this. After all, it is not shameful to want things and in something like this, it was better to just be truthful.
The boxer spoke very little of his personal details, but it's obvious that there's a story there. Obvious that Wriothesley had suffered greatly at some point that his faith in others had been seemingly irreparably shattered. Enough that he struggled to seek things that he wanted in fear of being hurt again.]