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You set the $PC.refreshment aside on your desk for now, and take $him gently by the hand. You lead $him out onto the balcony of the Penthouse over to the railing. $He obediently assumes a position for you, bracing $his arms on the railing, arching $his back and sticking $his bottom out to present $himself for use. Much to $his surprise, your hand guides $him back into a comfortable position, and simply pulls $him close into you. You explain to $him that $he is a good $activeslave.noun who tries $his best, and that you don't want $him to fear you. After a little coddling, you fall silent, and simply hold $his tight, watching the street lights of $arcologies[0].name blink to life one after the other, slowly transforming the arcology into a vibrant, elegant light show. $activeSlave.slaveName can hardly believe whats happening, but eventually is able to relax fully, melting into your arms like butter into a hot pan. $he rests $his head lovingly against your chest and silently appreciates the view with you. When $he eventually departs, $he does so with @@.hotpink;tears of joy@@, @@.mediumaquamarine;rather than fear@@, welling behind $his eyes.
You set the $PC.refreshment aside on your desk for now, and take $him gently by the hand. You lead $him out onto the balcony of the Penthouse over to the railing. $He obediently assumes a position for you, bracing $his arms on the railing, arching $his back and sticking $his bottom out to present $himself for use. Much to $his surprise, your hand guides $him back into a comfortable position, and simply pulls $him close into you. You explain to $him that $he is a good $activeslave.noun who tries $his best, and that you don't want $him to fear you. After a little coddling, you fall silent, and simply hold $him tight, watching the street lights of $arcologies[0].name blink to life one after the other, slowly transforming the arcology into a vibrant, elegant light show. $activeSlave.slaveName can hardly believe whats happening, but eventually is able to relax fully, melting into your arms like butter into a hot pan. $he rests $his head lovingly against your chest and silently appreciates the view with you. When $he eventually departs, $he does so with @@.hotpink;tears of joy@@, @@.mediumaquamarine;rather than fear@@, welling behind $his eyes.