ANNOUNCEMENT 002

[intercom_voice]

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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[ivantheterrible]

[That was it for Ivan; that final shock combined with a few more rough strokes send him over the edge, spilling his cum over both Pegasus's hand, sleeve and his own bare chest. His whole body tensed for that moment as he let out a few hitched, breathy noises before it was all over and his body fell lax.

His head lolls to the side, hair sticking to his cheeks as he heaves to catch his breath. The hands that had been gripping both Pegasus's shoulder and groin loosened their grips.]

...Bastard.

[mister_foppish]

[As expected it didn't take long at all, Pegasus' intense stare almost devouring the way the other man convulsed and cried out, before finally the orgasm resulted in the ejaculate messily coating his hand and his pristine ruffled sleeve. While he'd been upset about that the whole thing was intensely fascinating enough that he hardly could be angry about having his sleeve dirtied in such a manner. That at least could be dealt with, in time.

His cinnamon eye smoldered with a desire that he knew he wouldn't be able to ignore for much longer. However, his satisfaction in making the man submissive was greater than the constriction in his slacks.]

Am I? You enjoyed yourself, I daresay.

[He asked huskily, releasing Ivan enough to grab his handkerchief from the breast pocket of his discarded jacket with the opposite hand and wipe his palm clean as well as from what had sullied his sleeve, leaving the handkerchief on Ivan's chest. He wouldn't be needing it now, after all.

While the scent of arousal clung to both men Pegasus managed to scoot back and extract himself from Ivan completely, controlling his breathing as he decided on what he would do next.]

[ivantheterrible]

It was too short. [Ivan whines once he gets his voice back, giving Pegasus a dissatisfied pouty leer. After he breaks eye contact he uses the discarded handkerchief to wipe up his own mess before tossing it aside like a rag.]

[He debates getting up, zipping himself up, or maybe even taking a shower, but instead Ivan just lays there and lets out another heavy sigh. His body was still weak from the electric shock, and now it was exhausted from his climax on top of that.]

[...Ivan scrunches up his face as he thinks, all that loathing from earlier pooling back into him and twisting itself into a sense of regret, but most of all, damaged pride. To think he let himself act so submissive in front of this Yankee bastard...! What was he thinking? Torture would have left him with more dignity!]

[mister_foppish]

And now you're spent already. A pity. Now I have no more use for you.

[Pegasus sighed, knowing fully well that Ivan was just going to lay there and not be able to move after everything he'd done to him. And while he could have simply took his pleasure right then and there Pegasus was not the type to be so barbaric.]

You're going to fall asleep soon, aren't you.

[He said, being able to tell from the way Ivan was straining to keep himself aware of his surroundings and failing.]

[ivantheterrible]

Oh, is that all? [Ivan says rather bitterly. All that egotism he'd been feeling earlier was gone, leaving him only with the sensation of having been used. He wasn't feeling too happy with himself for letting Pegasus get the better of him, even if it had been enjoyable at the time.

Ivan lets out small grunt of exertion as he rolls over to push himself up onto his hands and knees. It proves difficult given the residual effects of being shocked, but Ivan does manage to sit up. From there he tucks himself away and zips up his fly before working on pulling his shirt and jacket closed.]

I'm not a baby. I'm not going to pass out after I get a fucking handjob.

[mister_foppish]

O~oh? Really.

[He breathed, crossing his long legs out of modesty. Despite the state he was in Pegasus had far too much fun pushing Ivan this way. It was simply another way of his testing the waters and studying the man, observing him without thought to consequence. The Eye was still very much a factor in play for his daring, but he didn't care.

Nothing could touch him. Not even those words.]

Perhaps I only say such things to see what you look like so indignant as you are now~

[ivantheterrible]

Is that so? [Ivan says in a very dismissive tone as he continues with his shirt. His shaking hands seem to be having trouble trying to work the few remaining buttons into their respective holes.]

...You ruined my jacket. [And given the circumstances, how was he supposed to find a replacement?]

And it wasn't even worth it for that second-rate handjob.

[mister_foppish]

Hn. Well you ruined my shirt. At least It's easy enough to sew the buttons back on yours.

[He sighed, lamenting his sleeve. And now that he's horribly sexually frustrated and annoyed at Ivan for his insults Pegasus rose stiffly, not even bothering to hide the tightness of his slacks.]

Fine. If you're going to be so ungrateful then I'm leaving. You can find a cheap thrill from someone else.

[He waved a hand dismissively as he headed for the door. Honestly Pegasus couldn't care less now. His interest went back down to zero. Besides, he had a more pertinent problem that required his attention.]

[ivantheterrible]

Boohoo--how does it go? "Cry me a lake"? [Ivan rolls his eyes, not getting to his own feet just yet because he simply can't. He was about to leave it at that, too, but Pegasus just kept pushing the subject.]

Haha, that's rich! I'm the one seeking a cheap thrill? Meanwhile, you're the one who tied me up and started putting your hands all over me! [Ivan laughs again as Pegasus heads for the door.]

[mister_foppish]

You were the one who whimpered and begged like the pathetic little boy you are.~ I'm afraid you managed to attract my attention only because you needed to be punished for your actions.

[He chuckled, but shrugged up his shoulders.]

Make no mistake, I wouldn't have wasted my time if I knew you were going to react so childishly afterwards. If you'd have kept your tongue in check I'd have perhaps reconsidered.

I know your weaknesses now, Major. You won't cross me again or else next time I will not be so lenient.

[And he turned only to let a sharp, painful shock trill through the other's body for good measure, on the way out.]

[ivantheterrible]

[That shuts Ivan up pretty quickly, leaving him with little more to do than frown.]

Reconsidered--reconsidered what? And there's a difference between a weakness and a fet--

[When that shock suddenly rips through him, Ivan lets out a sharp cry as he collapses back onto his side, writhing.]

T-that was...u-unnecessary! [He doesn't even sound mad, just sore.]