PC CATCHALL FOR VAN ZIEKS

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[Van Zieks huffs. A little out of pride of making the detective blush, but mostly in vague annoyance.]

You say that as if I've been able to command any sort of authority here.
[Everyone is bullying him!!!]

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Ah yes. The grand prosecutor slamming his leg down on me clearly has no authority here.

[He's reaching up to tuck some hair behind an ear, kissing once at his jawline.]

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[EVERYONE IS BULLYING HIM, INCLUDING YOU!!]

Even as I was doing that you responded to it with snark!

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You like it, though?

[:3c]

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[Don't make that face at me.]

Just because I love you doesn't mean I often think you're more appealing with your mouth shut.

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Then shut my mouth, if it bothers you so much?

[please punch him]

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[This seems like an invitation for another kiss but he's in a defiant mood at the moment so instead he simply unclasps the fastener on his necktie, folds it in half, and shoves it in Sholmes' mouth.]

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Mmmmph-?

[WOW. RUDE. SPITTING IT OUT.]

Are you trying to kill me?

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Is your nose only for decoration?

[YOU HAVE OTHER ORIFICES TO BREATHE FROM.]

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Maybe in my surprise, I forgot I had one!

[KILL HIM]

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[JUST PINCHES IT.]

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[NASALLY:]

Oh, you're no fun.

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I thought that was something people did, anyway.

[Our Lord Prosecutor has misunderstood kink.]

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[sIR]

That's...no! No, I mean, as far as I know, they do, but not like that!

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Well, how then?

[EXPLAIN KINK.]

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[WHY DOES HE NEED TO EXPLAIN KINK, MY GOD]

...It's more like...preventing certain senses like sight, or actions like breathing...I believe, induces a state of euphoria.

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... Is that true?

[Something is being awakened in Ziekers.]

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[i hate this thread suddenly]

I believe so. But one has to be careful.

[LOOK HE'S HEARD OF THE STUFF HE'S JUST HASN'T DONE ANYTHING FOR LIKE TEN YEARS]

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[Suffer.]

... Surely covering the eyes wouldn't present much danger.

[CRYSTAL ARE YOU CONFIRMING THAT HE DID KINK WITH MIKOTOBA?]

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No, it would not, unless you were making them move somewhere.

[ME CLOSING MY EYES, NO, I JUST DON'T THINK HE WOULD THINK ABOUT SEX FOR THE LAST TEN YEARS THAT'S ALL]

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[BUT THEY DID FUCK THEN.

Anyway, van Zieks sits up, comfortably on Sholmes lap, finally freeing him a little, just so he can pick up the necktie and pressing it into Sholmes' hand, wordlessly.]

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[I DON'T KNOW, THEY LIVED TOGETHER FOR SIX YEARS, WHO KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED I WON'T THINK ABOUT IT]

...? [A questioning noise.] For...you? Or me?

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[He flushes deeply.]

For me. I... I want to see what it's like, and I trust you.

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...Come here.

[He's pushing himself up a bit to try to reach for his eyes. Whenever Van Zieks bends forward, he'll unfold the necktie to gently place against his eyes, tying it in the back.]

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[He will oblige! Then he just sort of sits there with vaguely the air of the cats in those videos where people throw kraft singles on their head and they shut down.]

Now what?