Jackson: likes to be called sir if in a dominent position, but he is actually a switch and likes receiving just as much as giving.
Aido: he is very partial to orgasm denial and while he'll complain about being on the receiving end, he actually loves it.
Asami: despite being a bit of a sex fiend, he is VERY passionate about consent and it's very important to him that his partner is feeling safe even if the play is intense.
Takuma: always someone in control, he likes giving it up sometimes in the bedroom. Power bottoms are definitely something he loves although that's only with a partner. He needs trust to be truly vulnerable.
Shiki: he looooves to make people beg for it, for release, for more, for him, doesn't matter. He likes hearing how desperate he can make a partner.
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â  lean .  lean on my museâs shoulder . ( kieran and aido )
@malibvnghts
How many hours has he been standing consecutively? Aido thinks back and tries to track the number but he can't remember so that probably means too long. He can feel the ache in his calves and it travels up to his lower back.
So when he and Kieran finally take a seat, it's heavenly, his legs turning to mush as he gives up his weight to the bench. Technically he could leave now if he wanted to but he has a bad habit of leaving in time so he'll see about that one.
The doctor is about to ask a question when he feels weight against his side, turning to see Kieren lean against him. The man looks...truly exhausted and it makes an arm automatically raise to wrap around him.
"Are you alright? It seems we both are feeling the exhaustion. We can rest a little bit here...I can take you home so you can sleep some too. I'd love to catch a nap." his hand doesn't mean to caress Kieran's side but it does. Briefly.
Aido, the workaholic that he is, has never been happier to hear those words. Their shifts ended at least an hour ago, but true to both of their personalities, they were helping out in other areas. Aido occasionally worked in this hospital to help out when they had more major surgeries and needed someone with more experience, but he'd never met someone he'd absolutely been enamored with from the beginning. He'd never met anyone he'd do anything to have on his staff.
But that aside, they seemed to genuinely get along, which was a plus when it came to people he was actively plotting to recruit. Aido feels a little bad if he were to take such a good worker away, but he knew Kieran would be able to flourish even more than the station he was given here. Aido desperately wanted to give him that chance.
He can see they're both exhausted when Kieran asks the question and Aido touches his shoulder gently in a way he hopes is friendly and not overbearing. "I've never been happier to hear that asked. Have you eaten? Let me treat you to dinner? If you're not busy that is."
Kim stood in front of the mirror in absolute horror, only to find his face was no longer his. His surgery was an absolute success and it was his first time seeing his new identity. A hand slowly passes over each of the new features; much more sharper and masculine than his previous face. âDoctorâŚwhat did you do to me?â
@geomiijul
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Some say guilt is like a knife, but Aido knows that a knife isn't nearly painful enough. His guilt is like a poison, a festering disease that is rotting his insides. The blood has been long gone with his gloves but he feels the stains.
A prodigy doctor they'd called him when he'd graduated early, more diplomas and accolades than most had at his age. His sole dream of helping people was something he was actively doing. Even the few he couldn't save had at least been given everything he could give.
But this case? Aido should have known it would turn out like this when his meeting was scheduled in the evening, when the hospital staff was thinner, when most meetings weren't scheduled. He should have had more insight. But he's young, he wants to take on everything he can with eagerness.
"Give my son a new face."
They're words he doesn't expect to hear in the first place, but that are made worse when he's told his patient will not be able to sign consent forms. Forged consent forms, forced procedure, the best plastic surgery money can buy.
Of course he'd refused, a vehement no as he ordered the people out of his office. This man was filth, the lowest of low to do ask for such a thing dine to his son and think he'd get away with it. But his naivete had once again come to hurt him as suddenly men filled his office, one member of his office staff, three nurses, the barrel of a gun pressed to their head as some looked at him in horror, a couple with tears streaming down his face and pleading not to die.
"My son needs a new face. This will ensure he has a better life. Won't you give him that?"
He'd been asked the question as if he'd had a choice in the matter. A choice?! Go through with the surgery and commit a medical crime that would bind him to secrecy to keep his own license, or ensure his and four other innocents deaths.
His choice had been made before he'd even known the question.
Aido looks up at the patient he'd been caring for for the week he was unconscious, face healing from the procedure. There was still minor bruising but his work really was flawless. The best there was which was why he was so sought after.
The guy is completely unrecognizable from who he'd been when he'd been brought in, drugged and completely out of it.
"I..." Aido's hands tremble and the guilt constricts around his throat. "I gave you the keys to a better life. At least, that's what I'm told." and he'd saved four people's lives. But he doesn't add that part. "Are you in any pain? Any discomfort?" he's never wished to be able to read minds before but he definitely wishes he could read his.
