Drag Me To Hell

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine sighed, still reeling from the jet lag. She thought she’d be up for just flopping in the bed when she came home an hour ago, but somehow, her internal clock was still askew - she was tired, but not quite tired enough to drift off yet, so she’d found some work to keep herself busy. And there was plenty of work to do - it didn’t take her long to discover that Morrigan had brought a guest home, an exciting but not entirely unforeseen development.

Since they had started living together, she had grown accustomed to the Irishwoman’s habits, learning to live with the little annoyances and inconveniences of having a roommate at the best of times. Chief among them was her penchant for bringing her lovers home without much notice, which could occasionally put Sabine in a bind. She had no problem entertaining company but preferred to do so after the house had been adequately cleaned, wanting a pristine space for guests. Morrigan wrote it off as her being a cliche German, but if that were so, it was a stereotype she would happily own. A clean home was a happy home.

Morrigan’s flouting of those rules had been a constant source of consternation, but at least this time Sabine hadn't been home to witness it. At least, that would have been the case if not for certain complications. Now, she found herself back home, and was cleaning up and organizing, among other things, when their guest awoke in the most abrupt way possible.

Sabine shot up, looking at him wide-eyed and stepping back as he scrambled across the bed. She relaxed after a moment, understanding his distress, then opened her mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Morrigan calling from the kitchen.

”Oi! Everything okay in there?!”

Sabine exchanged a knowing look with Kasey, then inclined her head to the door. ”We’re fine. I just woke him up, the fault is mine.”

There was a clattering of silverware, likely coming from Morrigan as she worked on washing the dishes that she should’ve washed a day ago. ”Got it, got it. Kasey, be chill, she’s my partner.”

”Tag partner.” Sabine quickly threw that addendum in, lest there be some confusion. More than there already was. ”Sabine von Hammer, guten morgen.” She tipped an invisible cap to him. ”And a thousand apologies, I didn't mean to disturb you. I was merely redistributing some clothing after a long trip. If you’d like a little more time to rest, by all means, drift away. But I am making breakfast…” She thumbed behind her, trying to tempt him from the sheets.

[Lycanstar]

Kasey looked extremely puzzled to say the least- Maybe he was expecting waking up still in Morrigan's warm embrace rather than the awkward situation he felt like he was in. But based on Sabine's response this wasn't the first time something like this had happened so...

"Oh-uh, ok.. Sorry I thought you and her were-"

Kasey clammed up quickly as he realized something- He didn't have his mask on. A stunned expression came over his face as he realized he was staring blankly at Sabine, her probably not knowing what the hell he was so freaked out about. Despite his desire to hide himself behind it, there wasn't anything visibly wrong with him. He had a fine jawline, lips and a slight stubble; nothing particularity horrific or imperative to cover up. Still though his gut reaction was to panic and try to hide his face... But considering she probably didn't actually know him or didn't care, Kasey decided to swallow his insecurities and keep himself still. Pulling up a skull mask over your face before speaking probably would make him look a little weird at this point anyway.

"Um.. No I don't think I need more rest; y-you're fine, I guess you live here. I'm Ca-... Kasey. I uh, hope you don't mind but I uh, don't have any clothes so... Did you still need a minute here or..."

Kasey was wondering how much longer she would be in here; it was feeling more awkward by the second as Kasey's nudity felt more pronounced now that there was a neutral party not too far from him. He also knew his lower body heavily carried the scent of last nights activities- He didn't want her to have to smell that but... She probably already did just entering the room.

"So um, how long have you known Th-... Morrigan."

Kasey was a curious as to what their relationship entailed; it was a little peculiar seeming to say the least. But not as peculiar as referring to her roommate as "The Morrigan" so for the time being, Kasey stopped himself from addressing her 'properly'.

[BlackAkuma]

”Lovers? Friends with benefits? Girlfriends?” Sabine canted her head with interest as a confused look came over the man, clearly stunned about something. Perhaps he gotten the wrong idea about whatever happened between he and Morrigan last night? If so, it was a straightforward notion to disabuse him of. ”Nothing of the sort. We’ve had our moments, but nothing more than the occasional drunken dalliance, I assure you.” Not that it was any of his business, but she liked to be transparent about such things, save any future confusion.

”A pleasure to meet you, Ca-Kasey.” She smirked just enough to let him know that was an attempt at humor. ”And yes, this is my house, more or less. As far as your clothing situation goes, Morrigan mentioned that, and I have something of a solution.” She went to the closet and opened the door, presenting the full length of Morrigan’s wardrobe. There were the dominatrix clothes and boots you would expect, but most of it was normal enough, about what you would expect a woman like her to wear out and about. Jeans, cut-up pants, a wealth of band t-shirts, et cetera.

”I think Jack’s-” She caught herself and shook her head. ”I’m sorry, the Morrigan’s wardrobe should fit you well enough. As long as you don’t mind returning them later and you don’t have a problem with Irish death metal bands, by all means, be our guest.”

She began to stride away, giving him space to make his way up and dress as he pleased, but she stopped near the door to answer his question. ”Ah, time flies, but I’d say just shy of a year. Not terribly long, but a busy time.” She had a wistful sigh, just thinking about it. ”It’s quite a tale if you have the mind to hear it. Perhaps over waffles?”

[Lycanstar]

"...Waffles sounds nice."

Sabine left the room closing the door for Kasey to have a bit of privacy. He looked around now at the lit room and was able to actually take in the living situation of Morrigan. Heh; 'Jack'. Kasey smirked a little to himself having heard that. Made her seem a little less intimidating perhaps now that she had an actual name rather than a title. Kasey was just glad he didn't slip up either. The heavy emotions from the evening had died down for the time being, he felt sobered to the whole experience as he tried keeping himself occupied with the mundane nature of any other morning. Maybe he could come off as normal.

Crawling out of the bed Kasey felt a bit more free to really stretch himself out and ease his sore muscles. The privacy he felt right now was quite the treat; it had been quite a long time over the last evening since he had any. As he walked across the room to the closet he admired the interior decoration~ Not bad. Looking at Morrigan's clothes to pick something to wear felt a little emasculating~ He knew they were pretty close in height and general stature but putting on Women's clothing was still a bit embarrassing... Kasey knew whatever he grabbed would definitely require a wash afterwards, but he wasn't going to ask for another free shower so he picked the most tattered jeans that relatively fit him and a band t-shirt that didn't have a indecipherable name on it. Rammstein? Huh, sounds familiar. His mind wandered to how girls of smaller statures tended to wear oversized t-shirts, but that sort of charm was probably not something he was pulling off despite the clothes being ill-fitting.

Going commando as he was not about to look for any underwear, Kasey opened the door to the hallway to smell and hear the comforting sensation of breakfast being prepared on a cool morning. This place seemed a lot cozier when he wasn't fearing for his life while blindfolded. Pausing for a second in the doorway, Kasey collected himself as he realized he would be facing The Morrigan for the first time without his mask, keeping it in the pocket of his borrowed jeans. He slicked his hair and rubbed his hands down his face; a little nervous to see her again after all they had been through the night before.

He wasn't sure how he would react as he did his best to just seem as laid back and casual as he could; strutting down the hallway and curiously looking in the direction of the kitchen as he stepped into view.

[BlackAkuma]

Once Kasey entered the kitchen, he’d find a relatively normal-looking scene, especially given the women involved. Sabine was by the stove, finished up on the waffles and making some eggs along with them, bouncing along to an uptempo piano diddy playing on her self phone. She was in her element, not bothered to have a strange man in her presence. If anything, she was giddy for the opportunity to cook for three rather than two. Not an opportunity that came along every day.

The Morrigan was by the sink, wrist-deep in dishwater, finishing off the last of the plates and setting them aside. She didn’t have a top on, wearing a black sports bra that struggled to keep her chest in check and some white running shorts. Not the most modest of looks, but pedestrian compared to what she had on last night.

She’d been lost in her work, but she lit up when she saw him in the corner of her eye. She opened her mouth to speak, then stopped when her vision centered on his face, the lack of a mask not going unnoticed. She quirked an eyebrow, then smirked and turned back to her work.

”Mornin’, ladykiller.” She rolled her shoulders and swayed along to Sabine’s music. Not her typical style, but she was feeling this particular track. ”How’re we feeling? Refreshed?”

[Lycanstar]

Seeing The Morrigan looking so... casual; was a bit of an odd sight. There was a certain way of picturing her that was the farthest thing associated with somebody casually doing dishes in their apartment, He almost viewed her as more of an entity of domination rather than as an actual person. Kasey looked on a bit awkwardly when The Morrigan turned to look at him; He knew this was her fist time seeing him fully without trying to conceal his face, it felt like the two were actually meeting now for the first time. He noticed a slight smirk before she turned back to the sink, Kasey looking a little unsure how to process the situation. He didn't want to look like he was uncomfortable with their hospitality but it all still felt a little... surreal.

”Mornin’, ladykiller. How’re we feeling? Refreshed?”

...Ladykiller? Hardly what Kasey would consider himself considering how submissive he was last night, but to each their own. He made his way over to take a seat at the breakfast table in the kitchen and awkwardly sat while observing the mundanity of the two women's typical morning. It always would seem weird to think people like The Morrigan who had such a large personality and bold lifestyle actually had a normal life outside of what was typically observed. Although maybe that was just a issue with Kasey's perspective on things.

"Oh, ahem um~ I'm feeling good, thanks."

Kasey realized he hadn't actually responded to Morrigan's question yet as he cleared his throat of any nervous energy~ It still felt weird to not wear a mask around her after all this time- A very self-imposed insecurity that Kasey had carried throughout the night.

"Hope you had a good night... too."

Kasey hoped that didn't come off too flirty or assertive~ He was trying to seem more polite than anything but something in the back of his mind was telling him to be careful around Sabine. Perhaps he was still trying to figure the two of them out.

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan couldn't read mind, but she had a pretty good idea of what was going through Kasey’s mind. It was the same thing that any of her subs thought whenever they saw her out in the world, doing her business, engaging in anything that didn’t involved whips, chains, and an overabundance of tight latex. It was funny how being a dominatrix shaped the way people thought of you at all times - no one would be surprised to see her washing dishes if she was, say, a bank teller or a mechanic or any sort of ‘normal’ job. But, being a domme, people just expected her to be constantly lounging on a throne while dozens of slaves ran around the house doing her work.

To be fair, this was the case occasionally but not most of the time.

”Oh, only ‘good’, huh?” The Morrigan cackled and looked over her shoulder with a wild glint on her bad eye. ”I guess I should’ve fucked you harder, then.”

That drew a scandalous gasp from Sabine, who waved a spatula her way, tutting at her. ”Jack, shame! We keep such talk away from the table. It’s unseemly.” She shook her head and looked back at Kasey. ”I must apologize for my tag partner—the results of a poor upbringing. Do you like eggs scrambled or sunny side up?”

The Morrigan frowned at that with some genuine annoyance - while she didn’t have a problem being called her real name, this was the first time Sabine had ever uttered in front of a submissive. While she wasn’t against the idea of someone new learning her name, she did want to keep some part of her mystique.

A conversation for another day.

She finished up with the last of the dishes and plopped down at the table, lazily stretching out at the table. And one of her bare feet just so happened to grace along his shins. How did that happen?

After a moment of low-key teasing and a mischievous smile, Morrigan planted her elbow on the table and propped her chin against it as she leaned forward, getting to business. ”So. Just so you know. Just so we’re clear - the POW thing? I’m calling it off early. Had my fill last night, don’t want to overdo it, so you’re free to leave if you want.” She tipped her head to the side. ”If.”

[Lycanstar]

"snort"

...Kasey didn't mean to snicker out loud, but Morrigan being chastised like that was too funny to not react to. As soon as he let that slip Kasey attempted to go stone-faced once more; Probably not a good idea to let that one be known. And there was her name again; 'Jack'. So strange for Kasey to think about, guess they had both been using their ring names this whole time.

"Um, sunny side up; thanks."

Sabine was very friendly though, maybe Kasey shouldn't be as afraid of her as he previously thought. They were a very inviting couple... Tag team? Roommates..? Maybe it was more entertaining to think about than it really was for them but Kasey couldn't help but find their relationship a little funny. Morrigan joined Kasey at the table and he felt her foot glide along his shin like she was being playful... Or maybe it was just a accident... Probably overthinking it all a bit too much.

”So. Just so you know. Just so we’re clear - the POW thing? I’m calling it off early. Had my fill last night, don’t want to overdo it, so you’re free to leave if you want. If.”

"...If? W-what do you mean? Did you have something else in mind-"

Kasey answered that a bit too quickly- his heart began racing before he even got a chance to think about what she had said! Wait, did he want to actually stay? A bit of inner confusion racked his brain as he tried to relax his eager posture; 'Just sit calmly, don't make a big deal out of things'... He surprised himself with how he seemed a little too excited to hear Morrigan's response.

[BlackAkuma]

Kasey tried to hide it, but his little snort didn’t go unnoticed, with Morrigan hearing over the sizzling eggs. After she sat down, she gave him a sharp glare, followed by a quick, spiteful, but not-too-painful kick to his shin. ”That was for laughing. Dick.” Just a little playing around. She could’ve kicked harder if she was serious, but that would’ve ruined the mood, and she kind of liked the place they were at right now. It was wild how they’d gone from Kasey seemingly loathing her to worshiping her to sitting at a table waiting for breakfast, but she wasn’t complaining.

Yeah, this was something she could’ve gotten used to. Which brought up her question, the one she was getting at - where did they go from here?

With most subs, it wouldn’t be a question. Once they were done and business concluded, they left. Kasey struck her as a special situation. She’d be lying if she said the idea of having a reliable sub didn’t appeal, but even beyond that, it wouldn’t hurt to make a friend or two outside of the house.

And she did enjoy last night…

”Yeah. If.” She moved about and planted her elbows on the table. ”Guessing I’m asking what your next step is. We can go our separate ways, that’s that, no hard feelings. But if you liked what happened last night, well, I’m not against repeat visits. It’s up to you.” The Morrigan tried to stay nonchalant about it, like it didn’t matter either way, but she couldn't hide the slight inflection in her voice over the offer - it was pretty obvious which choice she’d prefer.

[Lycanstar]

”Guessing I’m asking what your next step is. We can go our separate ways, that’s that, no hard feelings. But if you liked what happened last night, well, I’m not against repeat visits. It’s up to you.”

Kasey blushed slightly at the prospect~ his eyes widened against his will as his mind began racing through everything he went through last night. The subdued enthusiasm the two carried behind the facade of a casual morning conversation made it feel like they were already on the same page but neither wanted to truly admit it. Kasey tried and failed to look casual as he turned away to avoid eye contact, rubbing the back of his head as he mindlessly looked at things in the kitchen.

"Well uh; I- I did like it... I think that I..."

Kasey cut himself off as he glanced at Sabine~ Perhaps thinking that divulging in his sexual desires at the breakfast table might seem a little uncouth.

"Yeah we can... Talk about it~"

He looked down at the table and mindlessly circled his finger across the wood; He couldn't help but break out a nervous smile as he pictured what The Morrigan could do to him. He felt downright giddy as he pictured himself being used by her, getting to feel every bit of pain as he-

...Was he becoming masochistic?