Castiel gets a new collar tonight, and people notice. Some doms call him the perfect sub - always poised, always devoted, always perfect, in shape and responsiveness and scenes. You can tell he doesn't do this as a relief from daily life, not just a role or game he slips into for one scene and then leaves behind for a week until he returns. Castiel lives with his dom, is a sub every moment of every day, and it shows. Not a single other person in the room can match the fluid, almost otherworldly grace with which he moves, the way his muscles always keep him perfectly still and balanced.
There are many that would give anything for a chance to be allowed to participate in playtime with Castiel, spank that perfect skin red, test just how true the rumors of his flexibility are. But the rooms always stay locked behind Balthazar and Castiel, and no one is allowed to check. He carries the evidence of their scenes at the club beautifully though, marks on his skin not proof of pain endured, but more of a decoration Balthazar put there like a knowing artist. Castiel is a canvas, and Balthazar knows how to make him look most beautiful.
Castiel always arrives dressed in well tailored shoes, and after their playtime he strolls around the club nude. Balthazar has a thing for beauty, and there is no greater beauty to put on display than Castiel after playtime. Or perhaps during playtime - it's reasonable to assume that this is still part of things for them, that aftercare and comfort will follow at home, that Castiel is performing, just in a different way than those couples who leave their doors open for anyone to gaze in.
"You did well tonight."
Balthazar slips the new collar around Castiel's neck in front of everyone. It makes other subs want to strive for Castiel's perfect, other doms want to provide better for them the way Balthazar so obviously does for his partner. And still, it also breeds resentment. Not that either of them seems to care. Castiel isn't young anymore, though it's hard to guess his age correctly with how lean and smooth his body still is, and how ageless his face and eyes remain. Balthazar is notably older, though, and easily one of the richest men frequenting this club.
Castiel was much younger when he became Balthazar's sub.
Gold digger is the word spooking through everyone's mind. Whore is common, too, because Castiel's exquisite services are clearly paid in expensive, luxurious gifts.
The new collar is silver and blue, woven together like Byzantine necklaces, inlaid with what might well be diamonds. The collar was expensive. Castiel always keeps his chin high in public, but when the collar is fastened, he lowers his head demurely, body curving into Balthazar's side. He's naked, and still looks worth a million dollars. Especially with how the collar matches those blue, blue eyes.
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It's later that same evening. Castiel and Balthazar don't often grace the club with their presence anymore. Rumor has it that Castiel, knowing full well how exquisite he is, has grown tired of being on display, preferring expensive dinners all over the world to playing outside of one of Balthazar's mansions. They've been coming more regularly again in the most recent past, so it's quite a surprise when, with the night winding down and many pairs and individuals lazily occupying the lounge, he stands up and raises his glass. Castiel is sitting by his feet, face impassive. Beautiful like ice, and the envy of every eye one way or another.
"My friends, I'm afraid I have to announce by future retirement from the scene around here. I've stuck with this longer than I have with anything else, but I find myself yearning for the shores of my home... in other words, I will be returning to England. That's Europe for you poor Americans." He winks, at least half in jest. "I have a bit of a luxury problem, in that I don't intend to take my dear Castiel with me. I can't quite imagine that yet, but I'm afraid I'll have to part with him, reluctant as I am to do so for obvious reasons. Now, I could just say 'hey, doms and subs part ways all the time', but you know. This is a little different. Little Cassie has agreed that he can't just go look for any new dom on his own, or hope to be found. I intend to pass him on into responsible... and rich hands. I want to see my long-term sub well taken care of and provided for before I depart. Feel free to approach me if you think your paycheck covers that, though a select few of you will be approached by me in the near future, too."
The buzz lasts for a while. Further in the back, two subs sneer, whispering among themselves that it's obvious Castiel was using Balthazar's fondness of him to acquire the next dom with obscenely deep pockets. Someone like Castiel can't stop being a trophy pet - rumor has it h dropped out of school long before entering the scene. More nasty rumors say that he was trying to find a less nasty way of whoring himself out, and had struck gold.
Well, it looks like he won't have any trouble striking gold twice.
When the buzz has dwindled down, Balthazar has already spoken to a few likely candidates. Next on his list is someone he imagines Castiel, the little size queen, would rather enjoy for reasons not necessarily related to money.
Everyone knows the Winchester boy is hung.
Balthazar grins as he holds out his hand. "Mr. Winchester."
Sam's been a member of the club for a while, having joined when he landed his first job with a firm after law school. Something he'd only been able to do because one of the other lawyers knew what somebody like him would be able to make. Sam's always been grateful to Gabriel for that, because the club allows him an outlet that he wouldn't normally have. Something he desperately needs sometimes.
It doesn't matter here that he doesn't have a regular sub. There are plenty of subs who have never had a regular dom, either, and are happy to have a chance to play with somebody who knows what they're doing. Though he'd be lying if he said he'd never watched Castiel in the club and wondered. He doubts there's a dom in the building who hasn't wondered.
Sam takes the offered hand, shaking it firmly. To be honest, he's a bit surprised to be approached, all things considered. "Mr. Milton." He's not entirely certain how to react. "I suppose...well. A private room might be best right now."
"Most sensible suggestion I've heard tonight, right there." Balthazar smiles pleasantly, pulls Castiel to him with a hand on the swell of his ass. "We'll be in the usual room. Let the staff know to bring a bottle of my favorite and three glasses. You've been very good tonight, and with all the hassle, you've more than earned a treat."
Cas has already had more than enough water after their scene. Sometimes Balthazar thinks no human could possibly need to hydrate that much, but the secret little truth is that he knows he can trust Cas to take proper care of himself. Kid keeps in amazing shape for both their benefit.
The room Balthazar leads Sam to is one he sometimes retires to with a few doms he's closer to, or the owners of the establishment. Now Sam is privy to it, and all things considered it' the kind of room that speaks of money without being extravagant. The furniture is made from expensive material, as is the plush carpet, but nothing is overly embellished. And it's very obvious that Balthazar has a standing reservation on the room. He motions for Sam to sit. "You seemed surprised I approached you."
It's a beautiful room. And it's not like Sam doesn't know rooms like this exist in the club. After all, they do cater to a fairly exclusive clientèle, mostly the 'very kinky with lots of money' sort.
Sam takes the offered chair, settling easily enough. It's not the most expensive room he's ever been in, but it's probably in the top five. "To be honest? I am. I wasn't at all certain that my income met your lower bracket." Not that Sam makes bad money. He wouldn't be in the club if he did. But it's not anywhere near the amount that Balthazar or many of the others have at their disposal. "As much as I admire Castiel, I wouldn't have approached you on my own."
"I wouldn't have approached you if I didn't believe you could provide for Castiel. But I'm glad to see that you're smart enough to be humble, and avoid being over-confident. Just don't shy away from pursuing what you want. It gets you places."
Castiel enters the room then, carrying a bottle - it lacks a label - and three glasses by himself. He made the choice to tell the waiter to leave it with him, knowing it'd be better than interrupting the conversation. The look in Balthazar's eyes is nothing short of adoring.
"This establishment has really improved on its hiring standards..." he muses, then laughs and pours for everyone. The bottle holds wine, a good one, naturally. For a moment silence falls, and Balthazar watches Cas - lowered lashes, perfect poise as always, the picture of elegant subservience. "Sam, I'll just call you Sam, it's so much shorter and we're all friends here. Tell me a little about you. Your approach to being a dom. Is there a particular reason you don't have a sub of your own? It can't be for lack of offers, I mean, you're not my type but I'm hardly blind yet."
Sam hardly misses the adoration in Balthazar's eyes and he knows there's something else going on here. Something more than just Balthazar wanting to go back to England. A man with that sort of look in his eyes doesn't leave behind someone he cares for that much and that obviously if there isn't something else going on. Especially when he has more than enough money to be able to sponsor his loved one into the country.
It's not something he's going to bring up right now. But he will muse on it.
Sam takes a small sip of the wine, knowing better than to gulp it. He's learned that sort of thing from the club and his work, too. "Should I keep calling you Mr. Milton because it's shorter than Balthazar?" Sam smiles, though, and shakes his head. "To be honest, my lack of a sub of my own has more to do with...I guess it's a personality thing? I haven't found one that I feel that sort of connection with just yet." He shrugs. "It will likely come in time. Though you're right about it not being a lack of offers."
Balthazar likes Sam's humor at least, and laughs at the jibe. "No, I must insist on the longer option for you, I'm afraid. Seniority gives me that right." He likes what he hears about Sam's choices, though. Looks like this one isn't just after a pretty face to keep around. Balthazar is rather proud of himself that while the pretty face caught his attention, it's definitely not the main reason why he kept Castiel around so long. But he's getting ahead of himself - that's not something Sam needs to know.
"I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting any of your previous subs myself. If you don't mind, I'd be very interested in hearing about what you do, and what you don't do. I've made sure not to be overly open about Castiel's and my kinks, because club or not, there are some things I'd rather just do behind closed doors, personally. Makes it easier to weed out absolute no-go's when they boast about the kinks Castiel got to write down as big NOs in his contract."
"Balthazar, then." It's easy enough for Sam to go with, honestly. He nods in response before taking another sip of his wine, allowing himself another few moments to think.
"Well, even if I do have a kink that is on Castiel's no list, it's a kink that I would never play with him." Because there were things that a dom just didn't do. "For the most part, my kinks are fairly common. Bondage, blindfolds, gags. I'm good with a flogger and a whip, but I only ever use a cane for actual punishment scenes if it's agreed. For spanking I prefer my hand over other instruments. I also like giving massages and spoiling my subs, though I rarely have a chance to do that."
Castiel looks up slightly at that. Before the last line, he almost seemed disinterested - the truth is of course, that he's been listening, even if it didn't look like it much. That gets his full attention though.
Balthazar chuckles. "I'm afraid I spoiled Castiel, so that's less of a chance and more of a requirement. See how eager he is?" He runs his fingers through Cas' hair, messing up what's already perpetual bed head anyway. "Pamper them too much, and they'll always expect the very best. Of course, you're damned either way if you find yourself with one who truly deserves no less. I like a dom that enjoys aftercare as much as a good scene. Would you like him in your lap, Sam?"
Sam has fully expected Castiel to be listening. Anybody who doesn't expect him to listen is an idiot. After all, it's his life that they're talking about, in broad strokes.
He smiles and would have responded had Balthazar not offered him THAT. It takes a moment for Sam to get his head around it before looking to Castiel to see what he thinks. "I can't say that I would mind, as long as Castiel is happy to do so."
"We should ask him. Castiel, would you be happy to sit in Sam's lap?"
Balthazar drops the usual teasing from his voice as he speaks, to make sure Castiel understands that honesty is being asked for here. And Castiel in turn contemplates Sam, then looks up at Balthazar to answer.
"Yes. He looks like he should be holding someone."
Castiel doesn't want to use the words lonely or alone, they imply Sam being unhappy, and he doesn't know him enough to judge that. But Sam looks like someone who should be holding someone else. Castiel wouldn't mind being that person, for now.
And so at Balthazar's nod, he rises to his feet gracefully, stands next to Sam for a moment until Balthazar says 'Sit'. Then he slides into the taller man's lap, naked, all smooth skin and lean limbs. Shifts a little, to tuck himself against Sam's body as if he was made to fit that exact shape and curve.
Balthazar looks pleased. "Well that's a picture I'm already liking."
To be honest, Balthazar isn't the only one that's pleased. Sam only shifts very slightly to get his arms in a comfortable position, not touching too intimately but making certain that Castiel is secure on his lap.
Sam smiles, looking over to Balthazar. "I'm really not minding it myself, honestly."
Balthazar raises his glass in a toast with a widening grin, clearly pleased.
"Do feel free to look all you want, though I absolutely approve of you being mindful with your hands. Castiel likes being looked at, and appreciated. He takes great care to maintain all he has to offer."
Balthazar shifts, a fond smile turning his grin softer. "Not just physically of course. Castiel is a companion, not just a bauble."
"Baubles get very, very boring after a short time," Sam replies. "When they're just ornaments for show, I mean. It's not that I don't enjoy looking, but I prefer someone who can hold a decent conversation. Especially when it's a 24/7 sort of thing." Because there's no way that Sam will take on someone with more air between their ears than substance.
"Though, from what I've seen of your interactions, Castiel is anything but. Anybody who thinks he's just a pretty face needs to open their eyes."
"You'll be happy to hear that Castiel is a lovely conversation partner, then. Don't mind him being silent right now. He isn't required to be silent in all scenes, but today is a 'speak when you're spoken to' kind of day, plus safewords, you know. Feel free to ask Castiel questions. I'm issuing blanket permission for him to answer honestly."
Not that he could avoid it. Castiel is blunt, always, and Balthazar appreciates and fears the sharp edge of his tongue.
Castiel leaves it hanging there for a moment, eyes calm, but almost calculating. Part of him is waiting to see if Sam will grow impatient with him. But for the most part, he just enjoys being a tease like that.
"A paper about social structures within bee colonies. It had a section about their flight patterns that I found particularly enthralling. They're fascinating, underappreciated creatures."
"Bees." Sam blinks slowly, then his smile grows. "I have to admit, that I didn't expect. I don't know much about them, myself. Other than the bits that you hear about in the news. Which isn't enough, considering everything that's going on."
Castiel sits up a little more at that, shifting closer to Sam, and Balthazar laughs.
"You've got an interest in bees. This is going to be very interesting."
And indeed, once he gets going, it seems Castiel has a lot to say about bees. He talks to Sam about their current situation, about the aforementioned social structures. About something he's obviously very interested in. It's perhaps a bit bizarre in terms of things to talk to somebody about when you're naked in their lap - but Castiel isn't a very conventional kind of person.
It's easier than Sam thought, really. It's easy to forget the fact that Castiel is naked in his lap when he's so animated and obviously talking about something he knows a lot about. Sam does his best to ask good questions, though every once in a while he says something just to get a flush of anger or indigence on Castiel's cheeks, though his own grin shows that he means nothing by it. Just pushing buttons to get a reaction.
No, Castiel is most definitely NOT just some bauble.
Balthazar has a good feeling about this. Sam has genuine interest, that much is obvious. He's not just humoring Castiel, but actually engaging and encouraging him - and pushing his buttons, which is a delight to Balthazar. He likes to rile Cassie up, too, so he's glad to see a dom finally daring to do the same. Castiel is much tougher than many doms suspect him to be. It's naive to assume a sub would be a shy flower maiden, though. Especially in Castiel's case.
When the conversation tinkers off into comfortable silence again, Balthazar poses his next little trial: "Imagine I'm a stranger, and not Castiel's dom of way too many years... I just realized my age, let's not mention that again. How would you describe him to him? What is your impression of him? What is the reason for you to want him?"
A sub who can't take a little good-natured riling up isn't one that Sam could see himself with. So long as nobody said anything hurtful, at least.
He's pulled out of his thoughts by Balthazar and hums at the question. "Well. He's intelligent. Willful." He looks at Castiel and grins. "A bit of a brat, when he feels like it. Which isn't a bad thing at all. And he has beautiful eyes."
"A bit of a brat. Why, you're being gentle with him. Seems like you're not fooled by his general behavior in the club though, which I like."
Balthazar gestures at his sub with a smirk.
"I consider him the perfect submissive not because he can submit so utterly and perfectly, but because even after all these years, he can still challenge me. You would have your hands full with this one, despite his impeccable training, I assure you. And ah, yes, those eyes... Wonderful, aren't they?"
"Anybody who can't see beyond his behavior in the club isn't looking very hard." And, obviously, never actually tried to have a conversation with Castiel. Which Sam wishes he could find surprising, but so many people in the club just aren't interested in seeing beyond the masks.
"One of his best features, his eyes. Not that the body is bad, of course, and I'm sure he knows it. But the eyes are startling." Sam smiles widely. "And I don't mind a challenge. In fact, I look forward to challenges. It's why I've gone into law."
They usually aren't. Both Balthazar and Castiel know that. It's part of their game, part of their scene. Giving Castiel the ability to be cold, empty perfection for Balthazar to ruin and reassemble.
"You don't know bliss unless you're all the way down his throat and have him hold eye contact, truth be told."
It's not a lie. Balthazar has rarely experienced anything that hot, and he's had plenty of orgies in the past.
Sam glances up for a moment, raising an eyebrow. "I think that's going to take some work," he admits after a moment. "Even my ex-girlfriend could never manage all of it and she had a lot of practice."
Jess was never a sub, though, and they'd clashed too much in their lives for the relationship to work out. But he does still care about her a lot.
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Date: 2015-02-20 12:37 am (UTC)There are many that would give anything for a chance to be allowed to participate in playtime with Castiel, spank that perfect skin red, test just how true the rumors of his flexibility are. But the rooms always stay locked behind Balthazar and Castiel, and no one is allowed to check. He carries the evidence of their scenes at the club beautifully though, marks on his skin not proof of pain endured, but more of a decoration Balthazar put there like a knowing artist. Castiel is a canvas, and Balthazar knows how to make him look most beautiful.
Castiel always arrives dressed in well tailored shoes, and after their playtime he strolls around the club nude. Balthazar has a thing for beauty, and there is no greater beauty to put on display than Castiel after playtime. Or perhaps during playtime - it's reasonable to assume that this is still part of things for them, that aftercare and comfort will follow at home, that Castiel is performing, just in a different way than those couples who leave their doors open for anyone to gaze in.
"You did well tonight."
Balthazar slips the new collar around Castiel's neck in front of everyone. It makes other subs want to strive for Castiel's perfect, other doms want to provide better for them the way Balthazar so obviously does for his partner. And still, it also breeds resentment. Not that either of them seems to care. Castiel isn't young anymore, though it's hard to guess his age correctly with how lean and smooth his body still is, and how ageless his face and eyes remain. Balthazar is notably older, though, and easily one of the richest men frequenting this club.
Castiel was much younger when he became Balthazar's sub.
Gold digger is the word spooking through everyone's mind. Whore is common, too, because Castiel's exquisite services are clearly paid in expensive, luxurious gifts.
The new collar is silver and blue, woven together like Byzantine necklaces, inlaid with what might well be diamonds. The collar was expensive. Castiel always keeps his chin high in public, but when the collar is fastened, he lowers his head demurely, body curving into Balthazar's side. He's naked, and still looks worth a million dollars. Especially with how the collar matches those blue, blue eyes.
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It's later that same evening. Castiel and Balthazar don't often grace the club with their presence anymore. Rumor has it that Castiel, knowing full well how exquisite he is, has grown tired of being on display, preferring expensive dinners all over the world to playing outside of one of Balthazar's mansions. They've been coming more regularly again in the most recent past, so it's quite a surprise when, with the night winding down and many pairs and individuals lazily occupying the lounge, he stands up and raises his glass. Castiel is sitting by his feet, face impassive. Beautiful like ice, and the envy of every eye one way or another.
"My friends, I'm afraid I have to announce by future retirement from the scene around here. I've stuck with this longer than I have with anything else, but I find myself yearning for the shores of my home... in other words, I will be returning to England. That's Europe for you poor Americans." He winks, at least half in jest. "I have a bit of a luxury problem, in that I don't intend to take my dear Castiel with me. I can't quite imagine that yet, but I'm afraid I'll have to part with him, reluctant as I am to do so for obvious reasons. Now, I could just say 'hey, doms and subs part ways all the time', but you know. This is a little different. Little Cassie has agreed that he can't just go look for any new dom on his own, or hope to be found. I intend to pass him on into responsible... and rich hands. I want to see my long-term sub well taken care of and provided for before I depart. Feel free to approach me if you think your paycheck covers that, though a select few of you will be approached by me in the near future, too."
The buzz lasts for a while. Further in the back, two subs sneer, whispering among themselves that it's obvious Castiel was using Balthazar's fondness of him to acquire the next dom with obscenely deep pockets. Someone like Castiel can't stop being a trophy pet - rumor has it h dropped out of school long before entering the scene. More nasty rumors say that he was trying to find a less nasty way of whoring himself out, and had struck gold.
Well, it looks like he won't have any trouble striking gold twice.
When the buzz has dwindled down, Balthazar has already spoken to a few likely candidates. Next on his list is someone he imagines Castiel, the little size queen, would rather enjoy for reasons not necessarily related to money.
Everyone knows the Winchester boy is hung.
Balthazar grins as he holds out his hand. "Mr. Winchester."
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Date: 2015-02-20 12:50 am (UTC)It doesn't matter here that he doesn't have a regular sub. There are plenty of subs who have never had a regular dom, either, and are happy to have a chance to play with somebody who knows what they're doing. Though he'd be lying if he said he'd never watched Castiel in the club and wondered. He doubts there's a dom in the building who hasn't wondered.
Sam takes the offered hand, shaking it firmly. To be honest, he's a bit surprised to be approached, all things considered. "Mr. Milton." He's not entirely certain how to react. "I suppose...well. A private room might be best right now."
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Date: 2015-02-20 10:32 pm (UTC)Cas has already had more than enough water after their scene. Sometimes Balthazar thinks no human could possibly need to hydrate that much, but the secret little truth is that he knows he can trust Cas to take proper care of himself. Kid keeps in amazing shape for both their benefit.
The room Balthazar leads Sam to is one he sometimes retires to with a few doms he's closer to, or the owners of the establishment. Now Sam is privy to it, and all things considered it' the kind of room that speaks of money without being extravagant. The furniture is made from expensive material, as is the plush carpet, but nothing is overly embellished. And it's very obvious that Balthazar has a standing reservation on the room. He motions for Sam to sit. "You seemed surprised I approached you."
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Date: 2015-02-20 10:51 pm (UTC)Sam takes the offered chair, settling easily enough. It's not the most expensive room he's ever been in, but it's probably in the top five. "To be honest? I am. I wasn't at all certain that my income met your lower bracket." Not that Sam makes bad money. He wouldn't be in the club if he did. But it's not anywhere near the amount that Balthazar or many of the others have at their disposal. "As much as I admire Castiel, I wouldn't have approached you on my own."
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Date: 2015-02-20 11:18 pm (UTC)Especially in this case.
"I wouldn't have approached you if I didn't believe you could provide for Castiel. But I'm glad to see that you're smart enough to be humble, and avoid being over-confident. Just don't shy away from pursuing what you want. It gets you places."
Castiel enters the room then, carrying a bottle - it lacks a label - and three glasses by himself. He made the choice to tell the waiter to leave it with him, knowing it'd be better than interrupting the conversation. The look in Balthazar's eyes is nothing short of adoring.
"This establishment has really improved on its hiring standards..." he muses, then laughs and pours for everyone. The bottle holds wine, a good one, naturally. For a moment silence falls, and Balthazar watches Cas - lowered lashes, perfect poise as always, the picture of elegant subservience. "Sam, I'll just call you Sam, it's so much shorter and we're all friends here. Tell me a little about you. Your approach to being a dom. Is there a particular reason you don't have a sub of your own? It can't be for lack of offers, I mean, you're not my type but I'm hardly blind yet."
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Date: 2015-02-20 11:28 pm (UTC)It's not something he's going to bring up right now. But he will muse on it.
Sam takes a small sip of the wine, knowing better than to gulp it. He's learned that sort of thing from the club and his work, too. "Should I keep calling you Mr. Milton because it's shorter than Balthazar?" Sam smiles, though, and shakes his head. "To be honest, my lack of a sub of my own has more to do with...I guess it's a personality thing? I haven't found one that I feel that sort of connection with just yet." He shrugs. "It will likely come in time. Though you're right about it not being a lack of offers."
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Date: 2015-02-21 12:07 am (UTC)"I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting any of your previous subs myself. If you don't mind, I'd be very interested in hearing about what you do, and what you don't do. I've made sure not to be overly open about Castiel's and my kinks, because club or not, there are some things I'd rather just do behind closed doors, personally. Makes it easier to weed out absolute no-go's when they boast about the kinks Castiel got to write down as big NOs in his contract."
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Date: 2015-02-21 12:50 am (UTC)"Well, even if I do have a kink that is on Castiel's no list, it's a kink that I would never play with him." Because there were things that a dom just didn't do. "For the most part, my kinks are fairly common. Bondage, blindfolds, gags. I'm good with a flogger and a whip, but I only ever use a cane for actual punishment scenes if it's agreed. For spanking I prefer my hand over other instruments. I also like giving massages and spoiling my subs, though I rarely have a chance to do that."
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Date: 2015-03-06 10:38 pm (UTC)Balthazar chuckles. "I'm afraid I spoiled Castiel, so that's less of a chance and more of a requirement. See how eager he is?" He runs his fingers through Cas' hair, messing up what's already perpetual bed head anyway. "Pamper them too much, and they'll always expect the very best. Of course, you're damned either way if you find yourself with one who truly deserves no less. I like a dom that enjoys aftercare as much as a good scene. Would you like him in your lap, Sam?"
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Date: 2015-03-06 11:52 pm (UTC)He smiles and would have responded had Balthazar not offered him THAT. It takes a moment for Sam to get his head around it before looking to Castiel to see what he thinks. "I can't say that I would mind, as long as Castiel is happy to do so."
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Date: 2015-03-07 10:28 pm (UTC)Balthazar drops the usual teasing from his voice as he speaks, to make sure Castiel understands that honesty is being asked for here. And Castiel in turn contemplates Sam, then looks up at Balthazar to answer.
"Yes. He looks like he should be holding someone."
Castiel doesn't want to use the words lonely or alone, they imply Sam being unhappy, and he doesn't know him enough to judge that. But Sam looks like someone who should be holding someone else. Castiel wouldn't mind being that person, for now.
And so at Balthazar's nod, he rises to his feet gracefully, stands next to Sam for a moment until Balthazar says 'Sit'. Then he slides into the taller man's lap, naked, all smooth skin and lean limbs. Shifts a little, to tuck himself against Sam's body as if he was made to fit that exact shape and curve.
Balthazar looks pleased. "Well that's a picture I'm already liking."
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Date: 2015-03-07 10:34 pm (UTC)Sam smiles, looking over to Balthazar. "I'm really not minding it myself, honestly."
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Date: 2015-03-07 10:49 pm (UTC)"Do feel free to look all you want, though I absolutely approve of you being mindful with your hands. Castiel likes being looked at, and appreciated. He takes great care to maintain all he has to offer."
Balthazar shifts, a fond smile turning his grin softer. "Not just physically of course. Castiel is a companion, not just a bauble."
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Date: 2015-03-07 10:56 pm (UTC)"Though, from what I've seen of your interactions, Castiel is anything but. Anybody who thinks he's just a pretty face needs to open their eyes."
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Date: 2015-03-07 11:07 pm (UTC)Not that he could avoid it. Castiel is blunt, always, and Balthazar appreciates and fears the sharp edge of his tongue.
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Date: 2015-03-07 11:10 pm (UTC)While some might go directly to a question about sex or submission, Sam goes a different way. "Read anything good lately, Castiel?"
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Date: 2015-03-07 11:53 pm (UTC)Castiel leaves it hanging there for a moment, eyes calm, but almost calculating. Part of him is waiting to see if Sam will grow impatient with him. But for the most part, he just enjoys being a tease like that.
"A paper about social structures within bee colonies. It had a section about their flight patterns that I found particularly enthralling. They're fascinating, underappreciated creatures."
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Date: 2015-03-08 12:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 12:21 am (UTC)"You've got an interest in bees. This is going to be very interesting."
And indeed, once he gets going, it seems Castiel has a lot to say about bees. He talks to Sam about their current situation, about the aforementioned social structures. About something he's obviously very interested in. It's perhaps a bit bizarre in terms of things to talk to somebody about when you're naked in their lap - but Castiel isn't a very conventional kind of person.
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Date: 2015-03-08 12:28 am (UTC)No, Castiel is most definitely NOT just some bauble.
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Date: 2015-03-10 04:15 am (UTC)When the conversation tinkers off into comfortable silence again, Balthazar poses his next little trial: "Imagine I'm a stranger, and not Castiel's dom of way too many years... I just realized my age, let's not mention that again. How would you describe him to him? What is your impression of him? What is the reason for you to want him?"
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Date: 2015-03-10 11:40 pm (UTC)He's pulled out of his thoughts by Balthazar and hums at the question. "Well. He's intelligent. Willful." He looks at Castiel and grins. "A bit of a brat, when he feels like it. Which isn't a bad thing at all. And he has beautiful eyes."
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Date: 2015-03-16 09:21 pm (UTC)Balthazar gestures at his sub with a smirk.
"I consider him the perfect submissive not because he can submit so utterly and perfectly, but because even after all these years, he can still challenge me. You would have your hands full with this one, despite his impeccable training, I assure you. And ah, yes, those eyes... Wonderful, aren't they?"
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Date: 2015-03-16 09:54 pm (UTC)"One of his best features, his eyes. Not that the body is bad, of course, and I'm sure he knows it. But the eyes are startling." Sam smiles widely. "And I don't mind a challenge. In fact, I look forward to challenges. It's why I've gone into law."
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Date: 2015-03-24 02:35 am (UTC)"You don't know bliss unless you're all the way down his throat and have him hold eye contact, truth be told."
It's not a lie. Balthazar has rarely experienced anything that hot, and he's had plenty of orgies in the past.
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Date: 2015-03-24 08:02 pm (UTC)Jess was never a sub, though, and they'd clashed too much in their lives for the relationship to work out. But he does still care about her a lot.