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[thirtybits]

"This is Judah's voicemail, no need to leave your number, I'll reply as soon as I can."



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No kidding. Or is that really what you use so many identities for?

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[Dorian laughs.] You've found me out. How shall I compel you to keep the secret?

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I'm so hurt you've lied to me that there's not a thing you can do. I'll have to go straight to the police.

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If you'd prefer to arrest me yourself— [he holds up his wrists and wriggles his fingers. IF THAT'S YOUR KINK, ISCARIOT]

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...No, I think I'm good. Once is more than enough.

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[Dorian lifts his eyebrows—'ok sure if you say so' and lowers his hands.] As you will. But don't hesitate to tell me if you change your mind. Not really my thing, I confess, but what are friends for?

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Don't say it like you don't believe me! I'm not into it either!

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[It's all Dorian can do to keep from laughing at the very thought.] Yes, you do give off the impression of being more than a little vanilla-flavoured, despite your peculiar little habits.

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Despite what 'peculiar little habits', exactly?

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[Dorian looks pointedly at Judas's throat, and then at Judas.]

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...Oh.

[Judas clears his throat and without really noticing, rubs it.]

I, ah, can't deny liking it, but it was your idea.

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[A slight pause. Is Judas suggesting that he—no. Definitely not.

Unless he is.]

We already know that I am a decadent, licentious creature. I did not realize your pleasure in the strangling was of an erotic nature.

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I-- [How does he put it? How does he say yes to that.

Nope]

It hasn't been! But - maybe in that situation!

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[This pause is less slight. Dorian's lips part, and his eyes flicker over Judas's face, as if trying to discern if he is in earnest, as if trying to work out if he really said that. But he did.]

Oh.

[He presses his lips together.]

As you like it. It's a preference you know I'm happy to indulge you with, should you become so comfortable as to permit it. [The slight betrayal of a smile.] In that situation, I mean.

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[Covering the exposed half of his face with one hand, Judas tilts his chin down. The most embarrassing thing he's experienced in a while - and that's saying something. He swallows hard and gives a small nod.]

Yeah.

I thought you'd already realised that.

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[Well, that's sweet. Dorian now can't fight his smile.] I may have joked about your enjoyment of the act. I did not realize my comments hit the mark.

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...You usually do.

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[Dorian's eyebrows make further efforts towards his hairline.] I would not have suspected so.

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...Really? [He debates whether to explain further, but his nervousness manages to loosen Judas' tongue.] I'm usually embarrassed partly because you're right.

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[Another pause, this one of a different tone.]

That was an unwise offering of truth, Judah.

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[It's Judas' turn to pause, and it's long, full of the awful realisation that Dorian is, once again, right. His face lifts from his hands, though they remain suspended.]

...........Oh.

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[Dorian's mouth reasserts its smile, and he leans towards Judas.] I think I'll have to take another kiss now. Our conversation has revealed to me that I'll be less likely to kiss you with flushed cheeks than to kiss you when you've turned blue.

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[Suddenly, Judas has deep regrets. He turns to Dorian, fingers curling into themselves as his hands hang there.

He laughs nervously.] Probably both.

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[Dorian reaches over to Judas, pulling him closer by the jaw so he can enjoy a kiss. (Still there is that caution—Dorian cannot abandon his fears even now.)] Good. I enjoy variety.

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[It's some comfort, it eases the embarrassment and the heat that brings rushing to his head. He tries to use the moment to calm down, steadying his voice.]

I had some idea.