[The walk to Mating Seasons is comfortable. He makes idle chatter with Kyoko, only turning his attention away from her to talk with the receptionist. They’re lead to a room for their privacy.
The room, though Wriothesley had merely asked for a room that was equipped with rope, is seemingly some Wild West theme. At least the bed was comfortable looking and they definitely weren’t lacking rope for tying up.
He can’t help but snort a little though. The concept is lost to him, not very familiar with the cowboy aesthetic.] Do people actually enjoy this kind of visuals when they want to have sex?
Imagination is probably why all the different kinds of sex toys exist, honestly speaking. [Human invention is impressive to say the least.]
"Yeehaw?" [Please, he is just a silly fantasy French man. He don't know anything about cowboys. Maybe he should try and find more about this genre later.] I think I'm really out of my element right now.
[He picks up some of the rope. It's well made and sturdy. The resort doesn't skimp when it comes to sex, that's for sure.] Well, I don't know anything about the theme of this room, but I'm confident in my knots.
She smiles enigmatically and considers all the... imaginative porn she's seen on the internet. Humans really have a depth to their imagination that's fascinating. ]
A cowboy is an cattle herder who does a large portion of their job on horseback. "Yeehaw" is an expression commonly used by them.
[ She takes a seat where there's space and offers her wrists for him to bind.]
Maybe I should have asked for a room more related to sailors, I think I'd be able to get into the theme more. [His words are half joking. He had worked with sailors and such before, so he probably would have felt more at home than apparently being a cowboy.
Nevermind he still barely has a concept as to what all that entails.
Still, if cowboys know their knots as well as sailors do, then he'll manage.]
I do know how to get by with some good rope though. Learned all my knots from some seasoned sailors and those that worked at shipyards, so you're in good hands. Or if you were hoping to escape, maybe not so good hands. [It's then that he carefully starts to loop the rope around her wrists, tying it in a sturdy knot after.
He tips her chin up after.] Well, I don't know much about herding, but I think I've got you where I need you, so maybe I have a future being one.
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The room, though Wriothesley had merely asked for a room that was equipped with rope, is seemingly some Wild West theme. At least the bed was comfortable looking and they definitely weren’t lacking rope for tying up.
He can’t help but snort a little though. The concept is lost to him, not very familiar with the cowboy aesthetic.] Do people actually enjoy this kind of visuals when they want to have sex?
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[She's not used to it either, but it's not too hard to find it online.]
What do people say about it...? Yeehaw, partner? [ Not that she ever takes it all that seriously, giggling it off. ]
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"Yeehaw?" [Please, he is just a silly fantasy French man. He don't know anything about cowboys. Maybe he should try and find more about this genre later.] I think I'm really out of my element right now.
[He picks up some of the rope. It's well made and sturdy. The resort doesn't skimp when it comes to sex, that's for sure.] Well, I don't know anything about the theme of this room, but I'm confident in my knots.
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She smiles enigmatically and considers all the... imaginative porn she's seen on the internet. Humans really have a depth to their imagination that's fascinating. ]
A cowboy is an cattle herder who does a large portion of their job on horseback. "Yeehaw" is an expression commonly used by them.
[ She takes a seat where there's space and offers her wrists for him to bind.]
I'm looking forward to the demonstration.
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Nevermind he still barely has a concept as to what all that entails.
Still, if cowboys know their knots as well as sailors do, then he'll manage.]
I do know how to get by with some good rope though. Learned all my knots from some seasoned sailors and those that worked at shipyards, so you're in good hands. Or if you were hoping to escape, maybe not so good hands. [It's then that he carefully starts to loop the rope around her wrists, tying it in a sturdy knot after.
He tips her chin up after.] Well, I don't know much about herding, but I think I've got you where I need you, so maybe I have a future being one.