Performing Heights ((Zombie_In_A_Box X AkiraVadel))

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Chase: (Black/Blue haired one in the picture)

 

 

 

 

Tattoo Locations: (Except the clover, that's no longer on him)

 

 

 

Name:

Riley "Chase" Duncan

 

Age:

25

 

Hair:

Black but colored a deep blue

 

Eyes:

Green hazelish

 

Ethnicity:

Irish / Japanese

 

Background:

 

Being the hot headed Irish he is, Chase enjoys a good party, working out or working in general. He takes pride in what he does and isn't afraid to get into peoples faces about it. He loves to color his hair a deep blue color even though his normal hair color is black.

 

Looks can be deceiving with Chase, wearing his tattoos he made sure they could be covered with his suit at work but his hair was another issue including his earrings. Several agencies weren't sure about hiring him at first until he convinced a certain one to take him in. He was able to find his actor several great jobs within a short period of time, mainly because everyone he contacted didn't forget who he was. Networking became his strong suit until he worked into being one of a agencies best and youngest agents.

 

Behind all the work was a man who struggled. Sure he'd had lovers but never one who'd be interested in tying him up or being tied up. The life in bondage was a taboo indeed. The moment handcuffs were brought out his lovers would usually comply but when he mentioned ropes they would turn him away. He turned to trying adventurous things by himself. Wrapping ropes around himself under his suit at work, which was a thrilling adventure. Then the toys he began to collect to either... wear at work or play with at home started to become a daily norm. He just wished he could find someone interested like he was.

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Harper:

 

 

 

Name: Harper Bostwick

Age: 24

Hair: Extremely pale blonde, nearly white.

Eyes: Light green, with a yellow-ish tint.

Ethnicity: Korean (Parents both Korean, moved to England before he was born)

Background: As a kid he was usually stared at, because of his "weird eyes" and "different skin". That didn't really put him down, and soon, even in kindergarten, he got himself a circle of friends. Even then he was seen as the mysterious kid that everyone wanted to know about.

 

In elementary school, at ten years old, came his first modelling job. People were mesmerized by the cool gaze in his eyes, his confident posture and fair skin. Sure enough, modelling became a passion for him. By sixteen years old, he had a growing fanbase and some even called him famous. That didn't go away even as he grew older. He enjoyed the fame, that was for sure. He willingly went to various cons, signed autographs for fans, took pictures, but something big from his life was missing. Thanks to the job starting very early in his life, he never really got to find someone to love.

 

He was beginning to doubt he would ever find anyone by the time he turned twenty-one. He had many offers from people, but no one really caught his eye. He wasn't sure what he was searching for... Someone wild, someone to make his life more interesting than an intriguing near-nude photoshoot. He wanted to finally find an adventure, but he didn't want to do it alone.

 

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Stepping into the tall building, Harper pulled his scarf down slightly. He was getting a new manager. The last one seriously pissed him off. Walking towards the receptionist with his best smile, the model leaned over the counter, the scarf still covering up to his chin. "Excuse me, could you tell me in which floor is Mr. Duncan's office?" He requested, watching as the woman hurried to get the information correctly. After pulling the floor out of her, the model smiled lightly, giving a quick "thank you" and headed towards the elevator.

 

It didn't take him long to find it, and, while removing his scarf and hat, Harper knocked on the door before slowly opening it. "Mr. Duncan, correct?" He smiled lightly, stepping inside of the warm room. "I hope I'm not late." He knew he wasn't, there were still five minutes left until their supposed meeting time. He would've gotten there even earlier if he hadn't gotten caught up with a few fans... What could he say? People loved him.

 

"I'm Harper Bostwick. I assume you know what I'm here for?" The blond let out a quiet laugh, unbuttoning his coat to reveal a tailored suit. He genuinely hated wearing them, especially with a tie and all. He preferred comfortable jackets, but mostly hoodies. Of course, the clothes he wore were the best of the best, but comfort was always very important for him. If he could choose between looking pretty and being comfortable, he always picked being comfortable. Besides... He looked good in everything. After all, being a model required good looks, and he knew he had them.

[akiravadel]

((I honestly just tried writing you on my phone about an hour ago, but it refreshed suddenly and destroyed the very long message I wrote out... I'm now trying again. I've been putting in twelve hour days so things have been crazy. I didn't want top leave this post for too long so I'm giving this another shot on my phone.))

 

Chase was looking over his papers for taking on his 5th client. He'd collected several models our actors over the last year. One was strictly a hand model, which they honestly got jobs for themselves, he never had to worry about that client. Now he was looking forward to taking on a popular model who had some experience.

 

The model in the photos looked very attractive of course, hence his job, but there was something else about him. Chase pondered to himself about what was standing out about this man... His eyes maybe? Not to say Chase didn't stand out like a sore thumb but it was refreshing to be taking on a new but experienced client.

 

Looking up when the man entered his office he tossed the file about him down onto his desk, "welcome, just Chase is fine." Standing he walked around his desk to shake the other man's hand. You could learn a lot about a person by shaking their hand. "I'm assuming you're here for what every other person working here is for, work."

 

Smirking at the other man as he held his hand out. His left hand had a ring on his middle finger. It was a silver thick ring with another loop attached to the top of it. It was poplar in the bondage underworld from 'the training of o'. Those who trained under a certain master or simply enjoyed that type of lifestyle could get a ring like that.

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Harper smiled at the manager, taking in his appearance. He'd had a few managers who were similar to Chase, with earrings and wild hair colors, but he found they didn't quite do their job well. They went too wild sometimes. He couldn't pose nude with his cock only covered by some piece of fabric held up by two women... He wasn't the type. In fact, Harper didn't really like nude photoshoots, or ones that had him model underwear, all that much. He felt a lot better with more clothes on, at least covering a quarter of his skin.

 

"Your assumption is correct." He smiled politely, gladly shaking the hand extended for him. Harper took a glance at the ring, unable to recognize it. He didn't really have a lot of knowledge about BDSM, other than it involved ropes, and maybe toys... No, he had absolutely no idea what it was about, so he just assumed it was a simple ring. While his handshake was firm, he didn't put too much force into it. Not enough to make him look weak or sloppy, either.

 

Sitting down in front of the desk after removing his coat, Harper looked up at Chase. "I don't really like beating around the bush, so perhaps we could go straight to business?" He asked, in a rather casual way. "I'm sure you've heard how often I change my managers. Most of them were unable to find me jobs that were fulfilling. I was assured by many people that you are one of the best..." He trailed off, lightly tilting his head to one side. "Do excuse me if I seem impolite." He apologized, realizing new people often mistook his way of speaking for coldness and impoliteness. "I can assure you, that is not my intention."

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When Harper took a seat Chase leaned back against his desk and folded his arms, "alright." He listened to him wondering what type of business he was wanting to cover. When he heard him speak of trouble with his managers and speaking frankly with him he smiled.

 

"Let me tell you something then," Chase rocked his head to flick the bangs from his eyes and smirked at Harper. "I'm not here to sugar coat things for you, nor do I expect that from you. You tell me what you want to do and I'll find it but also push your limits so you can achieve everything you could ever hope for. I will never push you to do something you're not comfortable with or make you do anything really. You're here to work, to live, just like I am. You can be frank with me because, honestly, we'll be spending more time with each other than with anyone else." He extended his hand up keeping his other hand folded against his elbow, turning his palm to the ceiling. "If you're unhappy, or uncomfortable I won't know unless you tell me. Communication between us is key and... sorry to be frank but relationships become shit if someone isn't telling the other something is wrong."

 

Sometimes he could get a little preachy but he liked to get his point across. If his client wasn't happy then he wasn't.

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Harper couldn't stop the grin that appeared on his face as the other began speaking. "I like how you think." He chuckled, leaning against the table, looking into Chase's eyes. "Where do I sign?" He didn't find there to be any reason not to try some work with this man. He seemed to know what he was doing, and how to do it. His career would probably rocket even higher up, if this wasn't just talk.

 

"It would be unfair if only I was complaining, of course. If there's something you need me to change, too, ask... Unless it concerns my weight. That I'd like to keep to myself." Harper smiled, near sweetly. He took very good care of his body. His regime was perfect. He exercised just enough to keep himself in top shape, the amount of calories he put into his body was also closely monitored. He had a personal assistant who made sure he was in top condition at all times. After all, his body was his work tool, if it got damaged, he wouldn't be able to work at all. "If you'd like to have information about how I keep my body well, I can give you that... But none of my managers get to influence it somehow."

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Chase grabbed the file and handed it over to Harper, "well as far as change goes that might come later. For now I don't want you to change anything. Switching to a new manager and possibly a busier schedule can cause stresses on you. For the first month at least you'll have a break."

 

"As long as you're eating, not doing drugs and not caught doing stupid shit outside work I don't care what you do," Chase shrugged his shoulders. Sure he would learn about his personal life and know everything he did but that took time. Handing over a business card as well it had all his contact information. "I wrote my cell number on the back, I will also need yours. What does your week look like so far?"

 

Standing he stepped around the desk to sit back down and write down what he did in a typical week. He would also need his schedule for the month but he'd get there.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Harper nodded with a light hum, taking the file to sign it. He was quickly growing to like Chase... "I suppose I can have an occasional glass of wine, right? I'd hate to turn down nicer Friday nights because my manager doesn't allow it." He chuckled warmly, pushing the file back once he went through it all.

 

The blond took Chase's business card and put it into the pocket of his jacket, making note of it. As he began speaking about his usual week schedule, mentioning his exercise routine, his usual sleeping pattern, where and how often he went out and everything else the other asked him. He didn't mind sharing the details, after all, as Chase would be someone he would trust with pretty much anything.

 

"Can I ask about your week, too? I find it nice if my manager and I do some minor activities together. Do you do yoga?" Harper asked, crossing his legs to get more comfortable. His usual exercise was yoga in the morning, and then before sleep a nice work out at the gym. He found it really kept him in shape without getting him too muscular.

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Chase waved his hand, "some studies say a glass of wine is bad then others good. Moderation that's all I ask." He listened to his schedule and made notes of it in a small notebook. He made sure he knew which places as well and if he could contact him while there.

 

"Yoga huh? It's been months actually," Chase leaned back in his chair. "I did yoga for a while. Then Pilates, then don't laugh... but I really enjoyed Rumba along with my usual weight lifting. Nowadays I get lucky squeezing in a run in the mornings and at lunch. I have four other clients so you'll be my 5th. Only one is a trouble maker, the rest mostly work their own schedule out and I come in to clean up the messes. I was able to get them where they wanted to be so I don't need to babysit them much."

 

He looked over at his new model and smiled softly. He was going to be easy to find jobs for as well.

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Harper huffed softly, lightly tapping his fingers against his hip. "That's a lot of work. Do you even have time to, you know, live?" He asked with a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. "I'd really like to keep my schedule a bit freer. Yoga is a must for me, I could maybe do a day or two without it in the morning... I hope you take this into consideration." He smiled, lightly ruffling up his hair. He didn't usually use hair products, he found that they made his hair look oily instead of actually good. Only the really expensive ones fit his hair, so he didn't use them every day.

 

"Maybe you can switch your morning runs into yoga with me once in a while?" He suggested with a light smile. He did this with his previous manager, it really got them together, although they still parted ways later. The blond trailed his curious gaze over his new manager. With so many customers, he was sure Chase would look stressed out and dead tired, but he still bore a small smile on his face. What was his secret?.. Did he just really enjoy this work or was there something more, maybe a way to relax his body and mind at the same time? He really wanted in on the secret. Sometimes, after work, he seriously felt like dying.

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Chase smiled, "sure we can do that." He reached up toying with the collar of his shirt which hid the leather collar under it. It put him in a different mind set whenever he wore it. It helped relieve that extra stress even if someone else didn't place the collar on him.

 

"Mondays, Wednesday's and Fridays we can do yoga together. If I need a run afterwards I can go or I can head out at lunch," Chase had many secrets but one he wore on his finger. That ring sometimes helped him find people interested in the same things but it never seemed to end well.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Harper's gaze focused on his manager's collar. Was he imagining it or did he see leather underneath it? "That sounds good, but... I wouldn't suggest wearing a collar to that, too." He smiled lightly, head tilting to the side rather curiously. "Or am I just seeing things?" He asked, lightly tapping his fingers against the table surface. Now that he thought of it, the ring did look a bit familiar. He hadn't really seen it on anyone, but he was pretty sure he saw something like that on some weird forum.

 

"I'm assuming this has something to do with the collar?" He asked, pointing at the ring. "I can't say I'm really familiar with it, but... Maybe there's some other activities you'd want to try out?" Harper smiled lightly. He'd never really tried BDSM himself, but maybe he'd grow to like it if he tried it. Or maybe he was making this all up and Chase would call him a weirdo. He could just be losing his manager.

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For a moment his heart skipped a beat, had he heard him right? He had. Looking to Harper he tried to decide how to respond, he was found out. If his bosses knew he would get into serious trouble. Or would he? With all hos rings and earrings they probably wouldn't care.

 

A little blush went across his cheeks while his finger gently pulled down on his shirt collar to reveal the thin leather collar under it, "I've been found out. I'm sure you've heard of bondage. It's a wonderful stress relief. I usually try it on myself since it turns most people away."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Harper's eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze fell onto the collar. It was... Curious. He couldn't say he wasn't interested in trying something like that out, but he couldn't risk leaving marks on his body. It was too important for him.

 

"I have heard of it. I can't say whether it really is a stress relief, but... I haven't really tried it out myself. Perhaps you could introduce me to it? I mean... As long as it doesn't interfere with the work. I couldn't have paparazzi buzz around, trying to find out who my secret lover was if I walked around with visible marks." He chuckled, crossing his legs again. "You know my schedule. Just tell me when, and maybe we could try something out... Something light, though. At least for the start. Maybe I'll come to like it."

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"Well it depends on the type of stress relief you're looking for. Do you like making another person kneel. Submit. Take control of even the most basic needs. Or are you the type who likes having it taken away? Locked up to the point where you even loose who you are?" He lifted his hand. "To where you can't even twitch a finger..."

 

He cleared his throat, "sorry, that was... um..." Blushing a little he rubbed his hands over his face, it had been a while since he'd had a good session. "If you wanted to try something I couldn't promise no marks from ropes but I could promise areas where they would be less noticeable. Or I could teach you how to do it on me." Folding his arms he needed to calm himself back down, just thinking about it riled him back up, maybe he was a bit twisted.

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Harper could feel his heart skip a beat as the other spoke, his head tilting slightly as he exhaled slowly. Either one of the propositions genuinely sounded... Hot. "Well that's not something to apologize for." He murmured, his eyes partially hidden by his lids. The blond uncrossed his legs, leaning closer to look at Chase. "See, I'm not sure which side I'd prefer to be one. You, on the other hand... You probably know which one you like more." He offered his manager a smile, reaching up to gently tug at his tie.

 

"Although I do suppose it would be safer for me to not get any marks... I certainly wouldn't mind trying something out." He chuckled, resting his arms on the table, looking right into Chase's eyes. "It depends on you. What do you like? To be tied up or to tie up others? To be completely bound or to be the only thing in another's life?" He asked, his voice gaining a bit of a husky tone. He could be either. He wanted to try out both ends, if he was completely honest.

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Chase watched as Harper leaned closer and tugged at his tie. He trembled a little while swallowing hard. Seeing another take a more dominate role made him feel even more submissive, "I um... like both sides but I do like um... being submissive... I guess I tend to lean more that way."

 

Swallowing hard Chase looked at the other, " wouldn't mind tying you up... and um... showing you how to tie me up..." He looked at Harper then bit his lip. He tried to fight the feeling of having another man talk to him that way but it really turned him on. He always got flustered when he was talked to like this.

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Harper couldn't fight off a small smirk that made way up to his face. He was already enjoying this. He licked his lips, watching the other carefully. "Well, I guess there's no other way than for me to please you, mm? Isn't this naughty..." He was quickly coming to like this. Seeing Chase so flustered... And merely because of something he said - it was definitely giving him a good feeling.

 

"Are you turned on already, just from thinking about me tying you up?" He asked with a light smirk. The man adored this. He, apparently, really liked being in control. Leaning even closer, he grinned lightly, reaching out to gently tug at his manager's collar. "Tell me about what you want me to do to you. Tell me all of the details..." He murmured, pulling on the collar a bit more to choke the other for merely a few moments, then let go entirely. He was curious about the new world he just discovered a way to. Chase could introduce him to something entirely different... This could really be fun.

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Turned on already? Why would he be...

 

He looked at the others eyes...

 

Turned on already... Alright maybe this guy got to him easily. The tug on his collar that cut off a little of his air for a moment made him gasp softly. The front of his pants were already tight from his hard on. Usually it took a little more than that to get him going, but this man really got him going.

 

"Um... I really like being tied up and unable to... to orgasm as I please... you..." Chase shivered and swallowed hard. "I also like putting on dog ears and a tail and being a dog for a while... or even... tied from the ceiling... something about your voice um... are you sure you haven't done this before?" His eyes moved down to Harper's lips then back up to his eyes. "Or even... wear things to work... like toys under my clothes or ropes."

 

Alright now he felt like he was rambling and very flustered at what this man just said to him. It was hard to find someone who in a few words could make him loose his cool. He dealt with jerks all day long and men who tried to control situations and he would control the workplace situations but in the bedroom, having another man take over was a huge turn on.

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Harper couldn't fight off a smirk curling at his lips. Oh, he definitely liked having this kind of... Power, he supposed. It made him feel good to see someone else so flustered, purely because of something he said and a tug on a collar. "No, I haven't done anything like this before. You, on the other hand... You sound like quite the slut." He let the last word roll off his tongue, making it sound more as a praise rather than an insult. He was curious as to how well he could actually do.

 

"Hm? To work? That really is naughty of you..." He chuckled, tilting his head to the side slightly. "Are you wearing anything now? Show me." He said, leaning back against the chair. His eyes hooded over the slightest bit, he licked his lips. "Even if you don't have anything on... I still want to see how you look." He grinned, crossing his legs again. With his personality, it seemed like he was simply a natural at this. He wondered, if he could really be what Chase wanted, too. He was simply a beginner, after all... And Chase definitely knew his way around by now.

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Slut...

 

"I haven't actually gone all the way with another man yet... only toys..." Chase didn't have the brain power to really explain the safe space in the bondage places he went to. They did play around but there were rules you could lie down. He'd had toys inside him but never another man.

 

Glancing over to the door, he knew it was unlocked but they knew to knock before coming in. Reaching up he undid his tie and opened it before unbuttoning his suit jacket. His hands then moved to his buttons and one by one opened them. Slowly he could see a bit of the tattoo that went over his left peck and down his arm but that part was still covered. His toned chest and stomach was quickly available to see along with the diamond patterned ropes going along his front.

 

((Literally a ten minute sketch >.

 

 

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Harper hummed quietly, tilting his head to the side. "That's a shame." He muttered, clicking his tongue slightly. It seemed it was easy for him to get in the role of someone dominant, a Master even. "How many toys can you fit? Or do you prefer to just have one?" He asked, watching with near hungry eyes as Chase undressed. So slow... So teasing... It was turning him on, if he was honest. Not quite enough to actually make him hard, but just enough to know that he'd enjoy this, a lot.

 

Harper licked his lips as his chest was revealed, shifting slightly in the chair. "Don't just stop there. Show me more." He murmured, reaching for the man. He pulled him closer slightly, curiously tracing his fingers over the rope. He'd have to learn a lot, it seemed. This didn't look all that easy to do. But it looked good... Perhaps it was worth it. "Hm... When would you be able to show me more? I'd love to come by tonight... You could show me exactly how you like to be treated." He murmured slowly, his voice gaining a bit of a husky tone. He was enjoying this...

 

 

((Your sketch is fine! It helps a lot to figure out how the ropes actually look ^^))

 

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"I haven't taken more than one toy at a time yet," Chase's mouth opened again to start to say master at the end of his sentence, but he was able to stop himself. Show him more?! His eyes darted to the door then back to Harper who had just pulled him closer.

 

"It would... Be easier to show you tonight. I get off about seven," Chase cleared his throat to try to keep it sounding strong. It had been a long time since simply someone's voice got to him. Although he was very much an exhibitionist, he didn't want to lose his job after just meeting this man.

 

Feeling those fingers touching over the ropes and inspecting them sent a shiver through his body. Pushing the hem of his pants down a little he showed a little bit if the top of his blue boxer/briefs and that the rope continued down to his crotch.

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Harper scoffed slightly, his gaze moving down hungrily as more of his manager's skin was revealed. "I suppose I'll come here around then." He murmured, his fingers moving down as well, tugging on his pants a bit more. "Do you have any toy in right now?" He asked, slowly sliding his hand to his ass, lightly squeezing it, as if to test what and how much he could do. What he would be allowed to do.

 

"I suppose this'll really get us close, hmm?" He asked, placing his other hand directly on his crotch, rubbing against his erection. "Ah, I made you hard." He seemed unfazed, but perhaps a bit curious, intrigued. This new world was sure to be full of surprises... "I'd really appreciate it if you met me at seven with an erection, as well." He muttered, pressing his palm against the hardness with a light smile on his face. Oh, he was already adoring giving out orders... This would really be fun.

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((You're welcome. My phone apparently won't show me whats in the spoiler comments >.

 

Chase shivered and took a deep breath to try to calm himself, "I-I don't right now. I have a couple in my bag though. You are a cheeky guy." He went to reach for his hand on his ass but then the other grabbed his front. Both his hands took each of his wrists. He was so surprised by the grab that for a moment he was on his toes then back down again.

 

Now he was blushing, before it was just a slight bit of pink but now his face was beat red, "g-givin' orders already?" He tried to sound more confident then it came out as. Wow... just wow. He never thought he'd receive a client who was so receptive to this. If this kept up he might drop a couple clients in order to spend more time with him.

 

Glancing over at his bag he had a chastity cage, an EVI which was basically a toy that constantly pressed against the prostate as you moved, and a wireless remote controlled vibrator, "the toys... are in the side pocket..." He carried with him his computer bag wherever he went anyway and sometimes he liked to toy with himself at work.