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Logan frowns. Instead of wanting control, like usual, it had shifted. He didn't want... he didn't want to be in control. "Oh." He looks at his wrists. Empty. They felt... empty. His ankles did too. He summons Remus. You don't want to know the state he rose up in. Remus snaps himself clean, tilting his head. Logan gulps, trying to push his fear away. "H- hello. I um. I have been struck with a wave of a new, unfamiliar feeling." Remus scoffs. "Why should I care?" Logan rubs his wrists together. "Um. I... don't want to be in control. I didn't know who to ask."
Remus giggles. "Aw... baby's first sub mood~" Logan stands up straight. "Woah, I am not- s- submissive? That is what sub is short for, right?" Remus chuckles. "Sub is short for submissive, yes. And that's all it is, really! Though you probably shouldn't look that up. Lots of freaks get the wrong idea. Anyways, you so are!"
Logan growls. "I- no! That's not how it works!" Remus rolls his eyes. "Someone's bratty~." Logan rolls his eyes, ignoring the fluttery feeling. "Nevermind, I shouldn't have asked. Just go. I'll figure something- something out." Remus frowns, before smiling again. "How about an experiment. If I play around with you, and you don't have that squicky feeling leave you, then I'm wrong!" Logan nods. "Fine. If that is what will get you to drop it."
Remus led Logan through the darkscape, to the imagination. "Wait, I thought we were going to your room?" Remus squawks. "No! That's mine!" Logan shrugs. Remus leads him to a... dungeon.
Logan shivers, descending the damp stairs. The area was cold, smelling of old mold. They enter the first containment block, the walls and floor made of concrete which was broken, cracked, and covered in moss. Remus opens the first cell to their left. Logan looks at it. He... wanted to be in there. Locked in. He steps inside.
Remus chuckles. "Ooh, someone's eager. Just the cell, or something more?" Logan gulps. This must be how Virgil felt when Thomas ordered food. "Uh, c- cell please." Remus shrugs. He closes the door, locking it.
Logan feels something shift inside of him. He sits down. "Wow. That feels... good." Remus nods. "Yeah. I haven't had anyone in here in a while. Roman's fun, but he always needs some exuse to himself. It gets tiring."
Logan lays on his back. "This feeling... is new. But not unpleasant. I may have to concede I may have some... submissive... tendencies." Remus pumps his fist in the air. "Yesss! I knew it!" Logan wanders around the cell. Then he runs his hand along the metal bars and concrete walls. He smiles softly. "Yeah. This feeling is optimal. I like this. I would like to do this again sometime, but I believe I am done." Remus unlocks the cell. Logan steps out. "Well." Remus pats his shoulder. "Lets go walk around the courtyard, okay? Get your land legs again."
Logan walks with Remus, but suddenly feels... alone. "I- erm- can- hold my hand? Please?" Remus grabs his hand, holding it. Remus leads him up the concrete steps, through some wooden halls, out to a grassy area, surrounded by castle walls. "This is the courtyard?" Remus nods. "Yes." Logan lets the information take it's time wandering the maze of his memories. It finally registers. "Okay." They walk, the grass parting easily beneath their feet. Logan lets his mind wander, eyes closed. They reach a bench, and Remus guides him to it. Logan leans back on the damp, creaking wood. Logan smiles, watching the sky. A wave of cool calm washes over him, making him shiver. Logan frowns. The feeling was back, and stronger than ever. "Oh. Uh. Remus?"
Remus looks at him. "Yeah?" Logan shifts back and forth. "Can um. Can you handcuff my leg to the bench?" Remus nods. "Yeah." He summons a pair of handcuffs, getting up. Logan watches with baited breath.
Remus holds his leg with one hand, making sure it lined up, hooking one end of the handcuff around it. He presses it closed, a small audible click signifying the action. He hooks the other to the metal leg of the bench, another click. Logan pulls, testing it. Barely an inch. "Oh. Oh dear."
Remus sits on the bench next to him. "How's that feel?" Logan leans on him. "It's perfect. Thank you."
They sit there in silence for hours. Hours of watching the world around them pass by. Logan eventually started listing cloud names, and facts about how they worked.
Logan feels the strange feeling leave him. "Okay, I'm done." As he sits there. Remus gets up, unlocking the handcuffs. Logan frowns. "Oh. I believe I should be heading to bed soon." Remus nods, feeling his ankle. No bruises. "Alright, if you're sure. Make sure to drink some water, and get a good night's sleep. You were very brave today, to try this all out. Thank you."