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[givehead]

Turning 21 has been a completely underrated experience. I was expecting the blackout and loss of time. Even the warping to a new place isn't out of the realm of estimated probability.

But being genetically altered is a plot twist. I assume it is so we can fuck the monsters.

I call dibs on the raven dude.

cw: looots of kink/fetish/nsfw jokes/conversation going on in this here post.

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[givehead]

As I said, I'm great at complicating shit. I wake up and I fuck it up. That's how Striders roll. I really appreciate their enthusiasm in getting me laid. I'll have to send them both thank you baskets.

(He really will too. Even if it didn't happen with Savage, the sentiment was sweet. Dirk took his sweet time warming up to others as well, but he did like Savage. He thought the guy was interesting and funny.

And possibly fuckable, more importantly.)

Yeah, you right. We really do. (He grins.) On the money. Damn. I feel so exposed. Do you think I'd look good in a pair of fake horns? Oh shit, you don't even know what I look like.

(So have a selfie of Dirk smirking at the camera and holding up a peace sign. Isn't he cute!!! He is also stacked, but deets.)

Tell me. Would you rail this or would you rail this? Give me an honest rating here. I'm open to criticism. My body is a temple and I hope you'll come to worship.

(Dirk shut the fuck up.)

Is 'saberstafff' code for your dick? (He felt like Savage walked into that one.)

[opress]

Does this method of creating complications apply to all your timeline selves, and your brother? Or is it mostly just a you talent? [He's definitely spending the next two weeks of his life glaring at Usagi and his brother whenever he saw them.] I expect if it was just getting laid that you wanted, you could find easier conquests. You seem like you want to be entertained to go with you getting laid.

[He was not admitting that it had been some time since he'd been 'laid' himself. It was easier to focus on other matters, and he was certain that despite the talk, he would be walking into a trap. He was a tool to be used.

He growled and was actually surprised to receive an image that popped up. That was Dirk apparently. As far as humans went, he wasn't unpleasing and the hair didn't hurt either. Most importantly, Dirk didn't look like the guy would break in two if Savage pushed him.] Maybe banthas horns.

As far as humans go, you aren't terrible. You look like you could take a punch and you wouldn't crumple immediately.

[That's his assessment. Take it or leave it.]

No, but I will stab you with it.

[givehead]

All timeline selves. Some are worse than others. My brother is the Knight of Time but he's a lot more responsible than I am. (And an overall better person, but he feels that goes without saying. Savage of all people probably understood the silent point that your brother was automatically better than you just by virtue of being your brother.)

That's actually true. It would be easy to just pop over to Earworm and pick up some dude. (He's not really going to deny that. Guys liked sex. But Dirk doesn't want to admit that he's actually slightly shy and has never actually been to a club before! It would ruin his whole vibe he's got going.)

I prefer my conquests to be stimulating in other ways. (Of which he has only had one but shut up.) Look at you. You're already reading me perfectly and everything.

(It has been some time for Dirk too. No judgement zone.)

Oh yeah? What do those horns look like?

(He's pleased with Savage's reaction. He's pretty sure he passes as hot to this guy. "Not Terrible" seemed to be the closest to a compliment on his looks and he was taking it in stride.)

I wouldn't. I'm very durable even without the immortality catch. You can throw me around however you want. (...) Or I can toss you around if you'd prefer. I'm really flexible. Literally and otherwise.

(Wonk.)

Stab me with your dick or with the saber? Either way, I consent, enthusiastically. Please stab me.

(Wait. Hold on.)

Send me a picture. I want to know if you're hot or not.

[opress]

As in he doesn't make random posts looking for a 'god tier' fling to roll the sheets with? [He actually doesn't know how to properly use the term, but he doesn't care either. Thankfully, Savage wasn't a better person, and he was unimpressed by those considered to be 'better'. Survival was paramount. And power.]

So you must be a wealth of sexual experience with fistfuls of conquests under your belt. [It took him awhile to put in the effort to read someone. Dirk was a curious case of male bravado and a familiar kind of dispassion. It was almost... comfortable talking to the guy.]

Their horns are large and curl around at the sides of their head. [Brutal, come here and sent a picture of what he was thinking about.] Did you get the image?

[That claim earned a bark of growling laughter?] Maybe you could throw me. You're muscled enough to attempt, but I'm far more solid than humans.

[And there went the moment.]

Fine. Immortality should be tested.

[As for a picture of himself, his Omen, Brutal, stared at him with a sort of bemusement and sent along a picture. He made no effort for any signs, expecting that a human would find him exotic but otherwise, that would be it.]

[givehead]

He doesn't have to. He has a sexy alien boyfriend that he plows on a regular basis. (If only Dirk could be so lucky. Although with how this situation was going, maybe he would be. A guy can fantasize.

He doesn't answer right away. It felt like an obvious lie to say he did given his situation, but he similarly felt like he was capable despite it all. He had a hunch this dude might not care about quantity anyway. So, he shrugs, even if it's not visible to Savage.)

No. I've had limited options until now. But I have a colorful imagination and have practiced thoroughly on myself. (And robots, but he will leave that detail out for now.)

Huh. (Look at that.) Yeah, I did. They're cool.

(He grins.) That's a good thing. 'Attempt' implies I might fail. I wouldn't. I've split a meteor in half. I think I can toss a beefcake around.

(He's down for the test, but more importantly, he's down for these pictures. God, he loved aliens. He gives a satisfied whistle.)

Bro, you match my color scheme. I think we have the same eye color, actually. How old are you? (He smirks broadly.) You kinda look like a daddy. I like the modifications. I take it those are tattoos anyway?

(Dirk stop.)

[opress]

It sounds like he's better off in your opinion because he's having regular sex. [Which, he supposed, was a real issue for some. Maybe he would be in a better mood if he was getting laid regularly. Just look at Maul! His brother was far less murderous since getting involved.]

You're only twenty-one. There is plenty of time and opportunity to gain experience. [Somehow, given this conversation so far, he wouldn't be surprised by robots.

And how much of the boosting was true or a grand show. He had not been thrown around easily since Mother Talzin had altered him. What would that be like? His brother had overpowered him for certain, but thrown around?] I will be interested in seeing that happen, if you're as good as you claim.

[He grunted because what could he say? No one had looked at him and thought colour schemes would match. That was... strange.] Thirty-two, but the orbit on my planet is longer, so I think I'm twenty-three for what I've been told about earth's rotation? [It was confusing when one considered different yearly rotations.]

I haven't sired kits, no. [Said very dryly.] Yes, the black are my tattoos given to me when I was a year old.

[givehead]

He's having regular sex with a babe who is also a good person and their relationship is stable. (He's not saying he's jealous. He's just saying he's observant of a relationship he figures he will never have for himself no matter what choices he makes in his life. Okay!)

Hm. (He grunts the noise, not really investing in a proper response mostly because - well.

Insecurities on that front. Being in this place was still a bit surreal, but he doesn't have to make that clear yet.)

I am. Trust me. (Dirk didn't sound the slightest bit worried about it.

Thirty-two. Mmmm. He grins.)

I've always wanted to sleep with an older dude. (Twenty-three wasn't as exhilarating, but he'd take it. He gives a breathy laugh at the thing about the kits.)

It doesn't mean a literal father. Daddy can be a kinky thing where one person is a more dominant, authoritative role. They can be an older person than the other, but it's not a strict requirement. They typically provide emotionally and physically for the other person. Sometimes financially if it's a sugar daddy. It's this whole thing.

(He really was going to have to draw this guy a sex book.)

That's metal as fuck, dude. (He doesn't seem too phased at how old Savage was when he got them, but that was probably because Dirk had an incredibly warped sense of normal childhood himself.)

Do they mean anything in particular or are they purely for aesthetics?

[opress]

So, like my brother except the good person part. [He stayed well and clear away from Maul and that mate, but he could see his brother was happy. And there had definitely been an improvement on mood and antics in his brother too.

He was actually way better at non-verbal communication, so he picked up better on the potential for discomfort. He also knew that this remained public, and thus he wasn't going to push. If this was more than just a weird back and forth, then maybe... serious conversation?

It sounded daunting. He didn't do those well or often.]

Everyone thinks the older male is exciting. My first was an older male. [He probably shouldn't have said that, should he?]

So you're looking for a dominant partner who is going to take care of you, hmm? [The financial part though... well, he was working on that.] I don't like sugar much, but I can throw some on you if you want it.

[Now tattoos he could talk about. Considering he was covered them in and they had a deep meaning to his culture, he settled into that question more than any other.]

Either our clan or mothers will give us our tattoos. Most have meaning and others we give to ourselves after conquests. No two Zabrak are the same, not even twins. Our horn pattern is usually unique as well and our tattoos are used to show them off.

[givehead]

(Thank god for Savage's sensibility. Granted, Dirk would have probably just gone mute on the subject. He wasn't too interested in a serious conversation either. Miracles really do happen.)

My first was my ex. We were the same age. (Although if one wanted to count timeline shenanigans, Jake was technically way older than him. But that didn't really matter when push came to shove. Dirk shows no judgment on behalf of Savage's first time.)

I think people find age gaps tantalizing in general. People wonder what the experience gap must feel like. (There was some psychological thing going on there, he figured.

It's a valid question. He can't help but think of Jake and how hopelessly out of his depth he had been with Dirk and everything about their relationship. But this wasn't a relationship. This was a potential arrangement and the last thing he needed to do was compare anything to what he had with Jake. That was a disaster and a half in the making.)

I'm not picky. If someone wanted me to be the dominant one, I can play that role. I take care of myself, but it would be cute to let someone else think they're capable of that task for a night. (He snorts at the second bit.)

It's not meant to be literal sugar.

(But Savage's willingness to accommodate was sweet.)

I see. That's cool as hell. Are they all over your body? Like. All over? (Is your dick tattooed, Savage????)

[opress]

Two of my clan started together when they were the same age. Lots of bumbling but definitely not a lack of trying. [Yeah, it took all sorts, and honestly, at that age, they were encouraged to use their energy on learning anyway.]

Some olders are useless. Depends on their experience level. Youngers could go either way, but they usually don't lack enthusiasm. [Which was the category that he was firmly slotting Dirk into, and they hadn't even done anything but talk. Sometimes enthusiasm made up for everything else.

But the not picky thing was an interesting comment. Maybe it was for experimental purposes or Dirk didn't want to step on a potential opportunity? He didn't know.]

Sounds like you haven't been dominated well before. [It was easier to be literal sometimes. Lowered expectations.] It's like sand, I'm told. Gets in all the worst places.

[So this was how his brother must have felt went people questioned how sex worked without flesh below the navel? Everyone was so curious. He sighed through his nose. Humans.]

Yes. They are all over my body. [Mildly deadpan.]

[givehead]

That tends to be how most lose their virginities, I think. It's rarely a graceful experience. (Though he didn't regret his. It had been good in the way that teenage hormones needed. It had probably been better for him purely because of his absolute obsession with Jake at the time. Thankfully he has since moved past that.)

We're starved and eager. (It's true enough. Dirk had years of fantasies to work off and this was the first place that looked vaguely like hope to him.)

I haven't. (He appreciated the literal approach. Sometimes it was fun to beat around the bush, but other times it was just frustrating. And he might as well be transparent about his own experiences.)

There were not many opportunities for intimate relationships where I come from for me specifically.

It's not quite as bad as sand. It will at least dissolve if it's hot enough.

(But same sentiment.

C'mon man. He made a whole post about fucking a god. You can't be that surprised.)

That's sweet. I always thought about getting my dick pierced.

[opress]

It serves its purpose and better than being eaten by a chirodactyl. [He grunted in agreement for the starved and eager comment. He had seen and probably done that himself when he was young.

Thankfully, most of the time, they were training so it took their minds off of what was between their legs. Hormones made things difficult, but that's what the night hours were for when one wasn't stuck on watch for the village.]

Curious if you'd like it. [Some might be all talk, but there was something about control. He'd heard dominance could also be a laziness thing, since it was 'easier' to be submissive especially when inexperienced.]

I imagine. You are the last male of your species and most that you talk about are yourself in other timelines. [No fault there, but no wonder the guy had to suggest drawing dicks on maps and other illicit things.]

But then you're sticky. That's gross.

[He hummed.]

Why don't you then?

[givehead]

I dunno man. I'd want to get eaten by a chirodactyl. Sounds like a new way to go and I'm always looking for innovation. (Who knows if he's even being serious at this point.)

I know I would like it. I'm more curious if anyone could actually meet my expectations. (At least he was fairly certain he would like it. He's spent forever studying his own sexual proclivities to a nearly obsessive point. He believed that a good submissive put in just as much work as a dominant, just in a completely different way. He also kind of just wanted to feel something.)

Yeah. There were a lot of chicks around. Great chicks. Best chicks in the universe. That's just not my thing though. (Never was, never would be.

He laughs and realizes that Savage has managed to get a few genuine laughs out of him at this point, even if they were mostly huffs of air on Dirk's end.)

It is gross.

(A valid question.)

Never had the time or means. Guess that's different now. I'll probably get a few piercings. They seem cool. Tattoos. I hear there's a parlor here.

[opress]

I doubt it. From what I've heard and seen, it's a waste of everyone's time when you're immortal. [Booker had not been too keen on it, and he felt it would have been a waste of an attempt at a meal. He hadn't tried yet, but he might in future.] If you want to test it out, I would just bite a chunk of flesh off of you.

[He was curious about those expectations, and he wasn't so certain about meeting them. Dominance was a strong part of his culture, but often it wasn't designed for sexual encounters. It was more directed like rough sex, a fight for the dominant position and definitely none of those 'safeword' things.]

That's fine. Everyone has their preferences. [And who was he to judge? There were so many inter-species relationships that there was no point in considering any pairing odd.

Wait another laugh? How did that keep happening?]

There is. I don't know the quality of the tattoos. Piercings aren't difficult.