snolgin bday shenanigans

[18:58]*Iroquois-Pliskin had decided that he couldn't wait anymore to see what else Volgin had in store for his birthday, so they left the Jebri house and headed back to his hotel room. His tail's already wagging at the door as he unlocks it with his card key, and he has to wonder how often he would ever get this excited before recent weeks, about anything.

He lets himself inside pretty quick, holding the door open for his terrifyingly large Russian boyfriend.
[19:11]*Yevgeny Volgin hopes he is not that terrifying anymore! Now that he knows it's David's birthday, he's even intending to make it the best birthday his lover has ever had, insisting on stopping back at his apartment for a few minutes and emerging with a duffel bag. His scooter, silly though it might be, does make the detour short, and they arrive at Dave's hotel room in good time. And with good times coming soon, too, he hoped!

He comes inside, and lets his lover close the door before grabbing him by the jaw and kissing him, rough and hard and biting. "Can I bruise you as much as I want, tonight?" he asks, sliding his fingers down from jaw to close lightly around his lover's throat. "Hurt you until you're too gone with pleasure to even beg?"
[19:20]*Iroquois-Pliskin is already actually having the best birthday he's ever had simply by celebrating it in general, seeing as he's literally never done that before. He has to wonder what's in that duffel bag, though... but before he can even do anything, immediately after closing the door, there's a hand at his jaw and lips and teeth at his mouth, and he growls loudly, tail wagging hard as he returns the kiss with nips of his own.

His face and body is still bruised from the last time he'd begged Volgin to be rough with him, but... well, that had gotten cut short too early for his liking, anyhow. "Yes." He hisses, swallowing dryly, throat shifting under Volgin's fingers. "Yes, do it."
[19:25]*Yevgeny Volgin grins, brilliantly, and leans in again to nudge his nose against David's, affection bursting through him. "Then may I ask you to get changed, my beloved? I bought some new clothes for you..."

He hands the shopping bag to his lover, and lets him go, turning away to drop the duffel on the bed but maybe checking in the mirror to see David's face.
[19:26]Yevgeny Volgin: ((http://imgur.com/RRbooJD,d7bZon2,TvhhSJq if u need reminding))
[19:36]*Iroquois-Pliskin can't decide if he prefers being called sobachka or beloved, but either way, being called such a nickname like this makes his face feel a bit warm, and he welcomes the distraction before he embarrassed himself... Although apparently doing that is still on the menu, because he sputters once he looks into the shopping bag to see what Volgin is hoping for him to change into.

"...Really?" He asks, voice deadpan, and he looks up at Volgin with an incredulous expression. And then he sets the bag down, and... starts to get undressed! Silly as he thinks he's going to look, he can't help but be intrigued and also, why the hell not? Only Volgin's going to see, so. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[19:42]*Yevgeny Volgin says, innocently not looking, "I thought it would go with the jewelry." Unzip goes the duffel bag, and he starts emptying the contents in neat rows on David's bed. Who needs four different floggers? Volgin, apparently! There's also some fascinatingly shaped steel things that he pulls out then puts back in-- he'd chosen them for their conductivity, and that was not a property he needed tonight. The rubber paddle, though, and these rabbit fur-lined cuffs, and a considerable length of rope... he wouldn't be able to suspend his lover from anywhere in the room, he didn't think, but that didn't mean he couldn't bind him in other ways.

And, of course, like five dildos, the largest even thicker and more imposing than his cock. "How do you feel about challenges?" he asks, brightly, looking over his shoulder to see how the getting changed is going.
[19:52]*Iroquois-Pliskin is going to pretend his face isn't heating up, especially when he curiously glances over to see some of the things Volgin's pulling from the duffel bag... So he's just going to distract himself with getting undressed, finally finishing tossing his clothes off. Naked, he sits on the edge of the bed to start with the stockings, pulling them over his legs- a really light blue, he supposed picked out to go with his eyes? Volgin really does seem to like his eyes, it's a bit flattering.

He already feels a bit silly with the stockings on, standing back up to pull on... first the panties, then the garter belt, and he feels ridiculous, his cheeks warm. He's slightly bent over, in the middle of attaching the stockings to the garter when he hears Volgin's question, and he glances up- okay, wow, that's huge.

"Well... You should remember, don't you? When we first... y'know." He means when he refused to not take Volgin's dick because he saw it as a damn challenge.
[20:01]*Yevgeny Volgin looks even brighter, eyes glinting. "Ah, that's right! Mmmm, and how I'd love to see you stretched out around this..." It would be nearly as good as fucking David himself, watching it slide into him, spread those perfect cheeks apart and making Snake moan and whimper... And, oh, he fully intends on making David's ass red and bruised while it's inside him, jarring it with slaps of his hand or a paddle, rocking it inside his lover as a reward or fucking him harshly to 'punish' him...

He lastly pulls out and sets aside a large pump-bottle of lube, because he fully intends on needing it tonight, then sets about watching David, already looking pretty damn aroused by the way the socks cling to his muscular legs, the black straps of the belt over his thighs, framing where his cock lies behind a flimsy barrier of satin.
[20:31]*Iroquois-Pliskin shivers, after hearing that, and he tries to tell himself it's because he's underdressed and it's a bit chilly in this room... but they both know that's not it at all, and he shivers again, and his tail, sticking out from the gap between the panties and the garter belt, goes rigid, the tip twitching. Okay... maybe he really is enjoying the ideas here, the anticipation starting to get to him and... yep, he's already starting to get chubs under that satin.

So he distracts himself with putting on the corset. It's not too different from lacing up parts of his sneaking suit- a friend of his once cracked a joke about the sneaking suit including a 'tactical corset'. He snorts a bit at the thought, and a minute later, the garment is all done up, and feeling a bit restricting... not that he minds. Lastly, he slips into those heels, feeling pretty goofy and he's glad he has impeccable balance because these are really awkward to stand in.

He takes a slow breath then, and finally turns to face Volgin, all dressed up and even still wearing the jewelery the man had given him earlier. It all looks pretty damn good together, honestly. "Sooo... what d'you think?"
[20:36]*Yevgeny Volgin thinks he has met the man of his dreams, and also that he wants to touch David all over, and also that he looks delicious, a confection wrapped in satin that Volgin wants to bruise every exposed inch of.

"I think," he says, "<I think you are the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I think I want to touch you all over, and bruise you, and use you, and I want you to be happy every single second I'm looking at you, or touching you, or fucking you. I think I would like to hold your hands in mine and kiss you until you can't breathe, and then tie you to the bed so you can't escape me when I suck your cock.>"
[20:56]*Iroquois-Pliskin has to remind himself not to bite his lip, listening to all of that, and his ears turn back while his tail starts to wag a mile a minute. He takes another breath, shallower this time, and he moves carefully over to Volgin, reaching out to put his hands against the man's upper arms. And with these heels, he doesn't have to get up on his toes in order to place a kiss against Volgin's jaw- which he promptly does!

"<I don't know about beautiful,>" He says, still feeling odd about having an adjective like that applied to a guy like him, "<But everything else you just said sounds fantastic. And I mean, I'm already pretty happy whenever you look at or touch me or fuck me, so... We're already part way there, aren't we?> Solnyshko moyo." His sunshine.
[21:08]*Yevgeny Volgin says, very certainly, "<I do know, and you are. You are lovely to my eyes. If every flower and waterfall and sunset in the world dissolved away, I would able to look at you and see something just as wonderful, something to fill the mind when it craves a perfect form to admire."

Volgin is a great big sap, in other words, but he returns the kiss on David's cheek, and then on his mouth. "I love you," he adds, in a murmur, and rubs his boyfriend's ears.
[21:13]*Iroquois-Pliskin just makes a low, groaning growl at the compliments, shutting his eyes and frowning... God, this fucking huge sap. Buuuut his wagging tail isn't slowing down. Haha, Snake!! You can't hide that you like this!!!! His ears relax, turning to the sides as Volgin rubs at them, greatly enjoying the attention. He still has no idea if he loves or hates having these canine things, and isn't sure if he wants them to go away eventually or not...

"<I love you, too.>" He grumbles in Russian, reopening those eyes and turning them back up to Volgin's, and moving to kiss him once more on the lips.
[21:41]*Yevgeny Volgin is ridiculously fond of them, though he understands while his beloved might feel a little mixed about them. Thankfully, there's not so many mixed emotions about kissing, and he rumbles happily into it. He's so glad he's in love with someone who loves him back, wants someone who wants him...

When he breaks the kiss, he murmurs, "Would you like to do a good trick, Sobachka? Why don't you go find a toy you'd like to try?"
[21:57]*Iroquois-Pliskin is equally glad for this, to love and be loved, to want and be wanted in return. It's... a much better feeling than he'd expected, to be honest. Not that he's complaining... at all. When the kiss is broken, he sighs softly against Volgin's lips. And then at the request, being told to do a 'trick'... he smirks.

"On it." He replies, finally pulling himself away from Volgin in order to move over to the bed, where everything's been laid out. He isn't actually sure if by 'toy' Volgin only meant the dildos or any of these items... Regardless, he selects one of the slightly larger dildos (not the biggest, he already needs to work up to Volgin's size, let alone something bigger... maybe in a bit, though), and both the rope and the handcuffs- he honestly can't decide between them. Might as well leave the application up to Volgin, he thinks as he sits himself on the edge of the bed and crosses his knees.

"How 'bout these?" He says, holding the items he's picked out in his hands.
[2:31]*Yevgeny Volgin declares, "You have good taste, Sobachka. Now, give me your hands..."

He takes the handcuffs, then David's hands, cuffing them together-- they are not very serious bonds, and his lover could easily get them open with his teeth, if he wanted to-- and then pulling a dirty filthy trick: he takes those handcuffed hands and raises them up to his mouth, kissing the backs of them, nipping the heels of his palms, pressing them over his heart. "I love you," he says again, "David, beloved, sobachka moy."
[2:39]*Iroquois-Pliskin definitely finds these handcuffs cheap and pathetic, and it wouldn't even be a problem if he actually wants to get out of them. Luckily, they look nice on him and also he definitely does NOT want to be getting out of them any time soon. But then before he can even continue his dirty thoughts, his hands are pulled to Volgin's lips and oh, oh dammit, it's not fucking fair how much this man makes his heart beat faster and faster, makes his face heat up. It's not fair.

"I love you, too..." He mumbles, voice low and gruff, his fingers curling gently over Volgin's heart, as if to grab the beat within his chest. "Solnyshko moyo... I'm glad I met you."
[12:37]*Yevgeny Volgin is UGH going to melt into a PUDDLE UGH his little soldier can't be this cute how DARE David make him feel these emotions. The doki levels are over 9000. GOD DAMMIT, SIR, STOP BEING ADORABLE.
[12:43]*Yevgeny Volgin does not actually express these things aloud, but he does look like he's turning red under all those scars, and his grin is bright, and he absolutely has to tell his lover, "I'm glad, too. I've never been this in love before."

Not to say anything bad about his Ivan, but David is just... there's just something more, something between them, some note of eagerness and enthusiasm that Volgin doesn't think he's ever felt aimed directly at him before. His only source of it is this wonderful, wonderful man, and Volgin kisses him, wrapping him up in his arms and smoothing his hands down that dog tail, then over his satin-clad ass.
[15:56]*Iroquois-Pliskin is never going to stop being adorable! Being a gruff and grumpy man in his thirties that sometimes looks like a homeless vagrant hasn't stopped him yet, and the doggy bits certainly aren't helping. Much to his chagrin, because he feels a little weird about being cute. He grins, toothy and wolfish, however, seeing just how red Volgin is starting to get.

But, dammit, he wasn't lying. He is glad he met Volgin. He doesn't think he's ever really been this happy before. Not even when he had all his dogs- they certainly didn't make him feel less like drinking himself into oblivion. When the kiss comes, he sighs into it instead of growls, closing his eyes, melting slightly, and even he can tell there's just a bit more to this kiss than the others, if for the moment. His tail wags regardless of the hand smoothing over it, against Volgin's palm, until that hand keeps going to his ass, and he makes a low noise in his throat.
[22:28]*Yevgeny Volgin sighs happily, and catches the links between the cuffs with his fingertips, keeping David close and smoothing his other hand lower-- over the back of the man's thigh, to the edge of his stocking, and tracing the seam between warm skin and silky fabric.

Mmmmn, he wants to bruise everywhere his hand has touched, make a pattern on his lover's skin to outline the soft, lacy things he's wearing, and he also wants to curl up around him and treasure him forever. It's so hard to choose! But there's all that rope David had wanted used on him, too, perhaps Volgin could fiddle with that and come up with a plan...

"How tightly tied up would you like to be?" he asks, lowly, against David's lips. "Would you like me to do nothing more than leash you, so I can tug you how I want, or would you like to be helplessly at my mercy?"
[22:35]*Iroquois-Pliskin has to give a low growl in thought at that- both options are very, very appealing. On the one hand, he really, really enjoys the whole 'dog' thing, it still surprises him just how much he's into it. On the other, the thought of really trusting Volgin with him, giving himself over to Volgin's mercy, letting himself be nearly defenseless... It gives him a shudder.

While he ponders this, he shifts to move closer to Volgin, against him, lifting his cuffed hands up and over Volgin's head, so that his hands and the chain and rest behind the other man's neck, callused palms warm. "I'm thinking the latter." He finally says, "Sounds kinda exciting, y'know? I've never really done something like that."

The only times he's ever been bound at someone's mercy before weren't exactly good memories. This, however, is much, much different.
[22:48]*Yevgeny Volgin makes a soft noise, and kisses his lover again. David is so willing to trust him...

"I'll need a little more space than this," he murmurs, pulling David tight to him. "I can't tie you up with your arms around me, beloved, or while I'm kissing you..." Nevermind that Volgin's arms were around Pliskin, too! "I won't be able to force you to your knees without any way of standing, pull those adorable panties aside, and fuck you on a dildo until you come," he continues, "or flog your back until you feel like you've been beaten, but unable to move to protect yourself or get away..."
[22:55]*Iroquois-Pliskin thinks Volgin is doing a very bad job of making him want to let go and stop kissing the man long enough to be tied up, because hearing those things just makes David groan, press up a bit more to Volgin, kiss at his jaw and nip with those sharp canine teeth.

But, finally, he manages to pull away with another lift of his arms, ducking away from Volgin's, a flirtatious smirk on his face. "So, how about you stop just telling me about all these things," He says in a low, growling tone, "... and you get on with actually doing them, Solnyshko?"
[23:03]*Yevgeny Volgin swats his ass, laughing. "Uppity pup," he scolds, eyes bright with amusement, and pushes Pliskin towards the toy-strewn bed. "Make yourself comfortable while I put some of this away," he orders, and stuffs all but a couple things into the duffle again-- a paddle, a flogger, and the largest dildo go on the nightstand, to await future use.
[23:11]*Yevgeny Volgin then turns towards Pliskin, staring hungrily at him, all in blue and black satin and lace, those ears and tail, and imagines how his lover will look with black ropes criss-crossed over his skin and stockings...

Yeah, no more delays; it's time to start tying his lover up, and he leans close over his lover, snagging the rope in one hand and pushing David onto his back, so he can bend his lover's knee and begin to tight calf and thigh together, forcing the leg to stay bent.
[23:17]*Iroquois-Pliskin laughs too at the swat, and see, THIS is why he loves being so-called 'uppity'. It's more fun this way. But still, he does as he's told, and finds himself an empty spot on the bed to get comfortable on. There, he watches as Volgin sets a few more things aside to use later, and it makes his face heat up slightly, though he keeps his face deadpan, even if his tail is wagging hard enough to thwap loudly against the mattress.

When Volgin finally turns to look him over, David tilts his head and stares right back at him, ears turning forward and tail going rigid, alert. And then, FINALLY, Volgin comes at him with the rope, and he lets himself be rolled onto his back, smirking while his lover starts to tie him up, tie his legs bent, and his tail goes right back to wagging hard against the bed(thwap thwap thwap!). "I don't mind if you tie it a little tight." He says, tone teasing, "I wanna see you go all out."
[23:37]*Yevgeny Volgin growls a little. "What I could do to you if there were exposed beams, or slats in the headboard," he grumbles, and ties it tightly, the rope gorgeous and stark against the paleness of David's upper thighs and pale blue stockings. Oh, yes, beautiful...

He toys with his lover's wagging tail for a moment, chuckling and running his fingers through the fur, then leans down and kisses David's thigh, just above the ropes, before moving to do the same thing on the other side.
[23:44]*Iroquois-Pliskin just thinks of that as ideas for another time, in another room or another bed. "I doubt this is the only place we'll be fucking in." He teases, tail wiggling excitedly against Volgin's fingers, eager and happy. "Could get lucky and find ourselves somewhere else with one or both of those."

He's also pretending he isn't already getting pretty hard under that flimsy layer of blue fabric and lace, erection bulging slightly against the satin. He's also also pretending he doesn't have goosebumps forming all over his arms as he watches Volgin work with the rope.