Rain Dance

"Yeah, that's a popular one, though I haven't tried it yet," Voltaire replied. "Guess I'm about due to though. Anything else I haven't heard of?"

"Well, there's bondage, though I don't suggest that one, especially with her... You could take her standing. You could have her in top. You could do it sitting with her in your lap." Dawn smirked "There's lots of ways, you've just got to be a little creative."

Voltaire smirked and nodded. The last two sounded fun.

"What's a good way to get her to participate more?" he asked.

"er" Dawn faltered. "That you have to figure out on your own. Its different for everyone. Like Damon, he's more reciprocative when I tease him. Make him a little grouchy. But you'll have to experiment with her to find out."

"Hmm," Voltaire replied. "Fair enough. I'm up for some experimenting anyway."

Dawn's smirk returned. "You could always try a little role playing"

"Role playing?" asked Voltaire.

"Yeah, like playing pretend." Dawn explained. "Damon likes doctor."

Voltaire tried to think of something that Kimi would like to pretend to be. Obviously princess was off the list. For that matter, he wasn't sure what he would like to pretend to be. Ruler of the world would be nice, but that didn't offer much roleplay potential.

"I'll think about it," he eventually replied.

Dawn shrugged. "If all else fails there's always being playfully rough. But that may only work on Damon."

"What, like biting and stuff?" Voltaire asked.

"Biting, pinning them down, Teasing" Dawn chuckled. "Stimulating but not actually giving. Stuff like that"

"Oh, that's what I usually do," Voltaire answered boredly.

"All at once or individually?" Dawn asked

"Sometimes all at once, sometimes by themselves," Voltaire replied. "Well, haven't tried the pinning down. I don't think she would like that."

"Give her a safety word." Dawn chirped. "Something that is code for stop and means you're uncomfortable with it"

"I think 'stop' should do just fine for that," Voltaire remarked, though he was still a bit uncomfortable with the idea.

"Ah, there lies the problem. What if she tried to say 'don't stop'?" Dawn pointed out.

"Point," Voltaire grumbled. "Eh, I'll think of something."

"It needs to be something that she wouldn't normally say, and easy enough to pronounce." Dawn stated. "Like- wait no, that won't work for you..." he frowned "Like feathers. That would work."

Voltaire shrugged. 'Feathers' made him think of his wings, and he didn't like that.

He felt something attacking his boot, and looked down to see the kitten from earlier fiercing assaulting him, at least as fierce as a kitten could be. He was more amused than annoyed.

Dawn raised a brow and glanced under the table. "If you want Lucifer to leave you alone, just pet him. He's strange like that." he stated

Voltaire lifted up his boot, and Lucifer hung on for the ride. He tried giving the black-and-white kitten a couple of strokes.

Lucifer purred loudly at the attention and just as suddenly bit Voltaire's finger, holding the digit in his mouth. He didn't bite to hurt, only to play.

"See, weird ass cat. It was a gift from another Angel that Damon helped not to long ago." Dawn explained

"So does that mean this cat will randomly grow wings when it grows up?" asked Voltaire, lazily letting the kitten teeth on him.