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“I suppose," Maxwell says slowly, voice soft and raw, "I've thought about what it would be like to - khm. To be made available, as it were."
Olethra makes a soft, inquisitive noise, her fingers once again scratching gently through his short hair. “Aren’t you available now?” she asks, and Maxwell shudders, even as he tries to stay still.
“Available,” he says again, stressing the word, “whenever someone wanted me.”
Kinktober Day 2: Free Use
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- Part 2 of Maxwell Gotch's Rowdy Kinktober (2025)
- Part 1 of desperately yelling, there’s something we need
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05 Oct 2025
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Van Chapman was pretty sure she had the Gotch kid figured out--stick up his arse, fancy clothes, and an air of superiority that was distinctly out of place on an airship.
And then he flew past her as he launched himself off the ship.
And then, after punching two pilots out of the sky, jumped back as if nothing had happened, as if he wasn’t covered in blood, and as if his gloves weren't bitten off to reveal heavily scarred knuckles.
Van Chapman prided herself on not being easily shaken, and she wasn’t. It was just—surprising.
She didn’t really know this kid at all.
Or: Snapshots of Van and Maxwell bonding, punching, and healing. Mostly punching.
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02 Oct 2025
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As Maxwell continues his adventure, it becomes painfully clear why his grandfather had always insisted they stay on the ground.
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01 Oct 2025
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Maxwell felt…strange.
Not bad, necessarily. As far as he could tell, he wasn’t in any pain. But he didn’t feel particularly good, either.
Mostly he just felt a whole lot of…nothing.
That in itself wasn’t strange. Maxwell would be remiss to call himself an emotional man. He was a passionate one, however, and typically this time after a fight would be spent mentally going over each second of battle, relishing in the spiderwebs of pain that still stretched over his cracked knuckles.
But now? Now he wasn’t even positive that the hands he was looking at belonged to him.
It was all just very…strange.
Or: Maxwell (doesn't) deal with his newfound bloodlust. Van helps.
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01 Oct 2025
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“The MacLeods are… eccentric. It’ll be better if we don’t approach them at night. In the meantime, we’ll fuel up as best as we can, maybe get a few more drams of arctic iodide if this place has any stashed away.”
Maxwell nods blankly. “Ah. Of course. And I shall…”
Captain Myriam gives him a pat on the shoulder. “Be back by 8:00.”
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- Part 1 of A Gentleman's Guide to Rowdiness
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30 Sep 2025