Like Twins

Strangely, the walk to the freaky fetish store played out more like an interview. BT kept asking personal questions about sexual advances and whatnot between Hwoarang and Jin. Asking about specific things like it was the most natural thing in the world, and he was quite insistent about it.

Still Hwoarang didn't mind that much. He had been more than happy to bitch about the cruel offer that dickhead Jin had given him the previous night in the bathroom. He told the story in detail, mostly succeeding in pissing himself off more. It still grated his nerves to think his Japanese had been so willing to treat him like a meaningless prostitute – without the pay, no less!

The store really wasn't as creepy as he expected, though. Shelves of strange, painful-looking toys were in the back while racks of all sorts of clothing was strategically placed around the centre and sides. It was even a bit fun to sort through all that stuff, musing about the reactions each item could get from Jin.

Blood Talon was still straight to the point. Once he reached the harness section, he was filled to the brim with determination, examining each of them closely. Every detail seemed to matter to him. Well not, every detail; the guy didn't seem to bother with the price tags. Eventually, he pulled one out and looked at Hwoarang. "What do you think about this one?"

That looked a bit uncomfortable. Honestly, everything in that section looked uncomfortable. Hwoarang walked over, studying the chosen harness with uncertain curiosity. There was one hell of a lot of straps and chains. "I don't know, I wouldn't even begin to understand how to put that thing on."

Smirking, Blood Talon held it up and looked it over again. "No problem. I'll help you put it on; we'll need a pep talk session before you go for it anyway, so I can just as well help prettying you up." He ran his fingers over a row of buckles, smirk widening to a grin. "Jin will love this one..."

Complicated or not, Hwoarang knew if he was going to go in this direction, he had to do it right or not do it at all. He considered it for a while, letting his gaze wander over the other busy little shoppers going through the aisles. "Yeah, okay. You know more about this kinda thing than I do... This is going to break my wallet, isn't it?"

"If you let me, I'll buy it." BT smirked, then shrugged. "If not, you can borrow the money. It's not like you'd let cash get between you and Jin, is it?"

"Hey, hey! Don't offer to buy it and then mention borrowing. I don't wanna feel obliged to pay you back." With a grin, Hwoarang slipped an arm around BT's shoulders. "Like I would be so selfish as to deny your admirable generosity!"

Blood Talon chuckled lightly. "Oh, you'll pay me back alright... but perhaps not in cash." With a light grin, he added, "well, with the harness settled, there's just the difficult part of the shopping left."

"So, if I let you pay for that, I'm basically selling my soul to the devil? No worse, I'm selling my soul to someone like me." He considered that for awhile. That definitely sounded like one of those things that would come back to bite him in the ass later, but there was little chance he would be able to afford it himself. "Alright, let's get to it. Is there something else I'm going to need?"

Raising a surprised eyebrow, BT tilted his head as he gazed at Hwoarang for a few moments. "Of course... the gift!" He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then he seemed to get real serious again. "It's hard, because it really needs to be you, so I can't tell you what to buy. I only know what will work or not."

Couldn't deny that made sense. Hwoarang smiled and idly combed his fingers through BT's hair, more playfully friendly than anything else. "What are we waiting for? Go on and tell me what would work!"

The Blood Talon treated him to a stern gaze. "What turns Jin on is power." He paused and grimaced slightly. "The easiest way to appeal to that is groveling like a dog, but I wouldn't be caught dead doing something like that, and unless I misread you completely, neither would you. So we need to work harder." With an expectant touch to his voice, he added, "you'll be able to find something that is you which works, right?"

Great. What was that supposed to be, some kind of riddle? How the hell was he supposed to know how to appeal to that thirst for power without groveling? Shaking his head, Hwoarang took his arm back and started looking through the harness just to keep himself occupied. "I don't exactly make a habit of trying to seduce control freaks like him. I don't know what the hell you mean."

He was promptly turned back around by the other redhead. "Don't turn away." He said sternly, then added, "I said it was difficult. You're going to have to put this," Blood Talon rested a hand on Hwoarang's head, "to work. Jin's worth a little effort, isn't he?"

Hwoarang scowled but he had to nod reluctantly. "Yeah, okay, he's worth it, but don't go telling him that. It's hard enough to fit in the same room with his freakishly gigantic ego. Well what am I supposed to do then? Buy him flowers with a note addressed to him as God? I'm not buying him any toys that he could use on someone else."

"Oh, please." Smirking amusedly, Blood Talon patted his back. "Trust me, flowers is bound to be a turn off. As for someone else, I can tell you how to make sure he doesn't when we get that far. The question is, what'll make him feel powerful that you'll let him use on you?"

Now that was a good question. It left Hwoarang confused and even a little discouraged. How could he give a sadistic prick like that power if he wasn't willing to be a bitch or a masochist? He started walking toward the shelves in the back, stopping by a cluster of restraints on display. "So what? A leash or something?" He curiously picked up a pair of thick silver handcuffs and quirked a brow when he spotted a hook with a steel ball at the end. "What the hell is that thing for?"

The other redhead smirked. "Judging by the section it is in, I assume that ball goes up your ass." He gazed over the shelves, shrugging. "It'd have to be coupled with rather excessive bondage to make sense, I guess."

Okay, that was so far out of the question, it might as well have been on the moon. He shuddered as he looked over some medical fetish toys, and decided to go back to what he at least knew. "Well, I've been in cuffs so many times, one more would hardly make a difference, but... If I'm going to finally get a piece of him, I wanna be able to touch him, for fuck's sake." He glanced at BT. "Well, what would work best? Riding crop, cuffs, some medical shit, or one of those crazy sex swings?"

"Most of that works." The Blood Talon seemed impressed by something, giving him a supportive nod. "Maybe all of it, but I'm not so sure about the medical stuff. I didn't see either of you having a doctor-nurse fetish, but those things are hard to figure out except by trying."

"Yeah, okay. I'll buy this stuff then. Should only be around 6 000 yen." Hwoarang picked up a leather riding crop. There was no way he intended to bend over and get into flogging, but he couldn't wait to see how kickass Jin looked holding something like that. He took that and the heavy set of cuffs – they were far closer to his style than anything else in that place – and headed toward the counter. "Please tell me there's nothing else we have to buy."

"There's nothing else we absolutely have to buy, no." The Blood Talon took a detour, picking up the harness they had decided on earlier, and joined him in the queue. "I have a few ideas on how to score you extra points, but you can borrow some of my stuff if we decide on that."

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This is a collab, written together with Chlover. You can find her author profile here:
http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=26260