Feeding carbs 101 [TTRPG bluebooking]
CW: R-rated
"So, you still don't eat your carbs. I think I know what will motivate you."
Minz frowned at that. He didn't fully trust in Orion's ability to help him without his psychiatric fuckery. However, Orion promised that he would not bother Minz with therapy talk until he asks for it. And, well, he kept his word, because he didn't continue talking but instead stood up and left the dining room.
Today they decided to have a dinner at home, and it was nice. Minz kept receiving his menu from Ditto, but he ignored more than half of the carb sources. Even though the portions were calculated for him, even though the menu was approved by a dietitian. Gaining weight is the worst thing that can happen to his body. Probably, Orion would still find him attractive, but Minz will hate his reflection until the end of his days.
Well, quinoa wasn't that bad, of course. It was delicious, but Minz still kept most of it on the plate. He should be mindful about the portions. The gargantuan amounts they were trying to feed him will not work.
When Orion returned, Minz was expecting anything but this. He was dressed in a neat leather suit, very fitting, obviously custom tailored to complement his lean stature and long legs. He wore shoes with a small heel and thin-wired glasses and held a whip in his hands. That's how we gonna talk, eh?
"Consider me intrigued." Minz smiled.
"You do not talk before me." Orion replied, returning the smile. But his was much more… sinister. Yet, it quickly changed to a slightly more concerned look. "I guess we need to talk about boundaries before I get carried away."
"Sure. First of all, my safeword is "burger."
"Pineapple is too healthy for a safeword?" Orion chuckled.
"Nah, too overused. So, with me it's just as simple. Do not kick me in the balls. Do not use derogatory language. Do not violate me or try to fight with me. Among all body fluids, I am only fine with saliva, cum, and blood. That's all. Power play might give me a mighty boner if you play your cards in the right way."
"Roger that. I may get lost; it's the first time I am trying something like that, so… Guide me a bit if I pause."
Minz moved the plate further from himself as an invitation to start the game. Orion answered by moving it back with the tip of the whip. He sat down on the edge of the table.
"Good boys finish their meal. Bad boys are punished for disobedience. If you decide to be a good boy, I will reward you nicely." The tip of the whip gently stroked Minz's chest. "However, if you behave like you are doing it now…"
It was a very light hit, but Minz hissed nonetheless. Orion smiled at that. He seemingly enjoyed being in power. Minz enjoyed him enjoying himself. As he should, honestly, because he has never been in control. The sensation of regaining it might be exciting for him.
"But I am full." Minz decided to push his luck a bit further.
"No, you are not. And you shouldn't talk back to me unless I ask you to speak. This is also a sign of a bad boy, you know. I will forgive you that one time, though, because I love you even when you are a bad boy. Am I clear?"
"Yes… um… How should I address you?"
"Aren't you adorable when you decide to behave! For you I am Doctor. And I know what is good for you and your health. You do not. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor."
"Great. Now finish your quinoa; it's tasty and nutritious and good for you."
Well, there's no other option but to obey, it seems. It's just that one time, right?
Right?
"Why are you people so obsessed with feeding me? Like… is it a fat fetish or what?"
Orion chuckled, but the laughter died the moment he heard Minz's heartbeat as he laid his head upon his chest. There was a brief moment of arrhythmia, but then it returned to normal. He remembered the true reason behind everyone's concerns.
"I wish it was just that. You said you have more than half of the amount you need, right?"
"I do, yes," Minz smiled. "And soon I will get back to my prime. No more embarrassing failures. No more limitations. I will be the bodyguard my crew deserves."
"If you survive the surgery, being malnourished as you are." Orion sighed. "You have no idea what you are going to go through, right?"
"Ori, it's just a chip! What complications may occur with it?"
"So you really don't understand... This is an open heart surgery, Minz. They will have to break open your ribcage and stop your heart to install the chip. During the surgery, your body will be supported by a heart-lung machine. It's a very delicate process, so the installation will take quite a lot of time. Furthermore, they will have to check your heart for the signs of other conditions before they bring you back to life. Please, I beg you, hear me out. This surgery is a must for you. But your body must be prepared for it. It's a colossal stress for all your systems, and the recovery will not be fast if you do not give your body the strength it needs to go through it. I am just happy that you basically need an implant, not a full heart transplantation, because the latter option is shitty as fuck nowadays."
"Ditto's guys said the same shit back then—that it's good I can be fixed with medications, even if temporarily, because with the current smuggling ethics, if you can call it that, the risk of dying after transplantation is huge. I just hadn't realized that the chip would still require so much work. Well, this is some serious shit."
"I will be with you through all of this. I am sure that Star will be there for you too. We will take care of you during your recovery. However, the main work is still on you. You eat even less than Wolf does, and he is only half your size in terms of raw muscle mass. Men of your age and stature can barely survive on 1500 calories a day. It's surprising how your body still hasn't started feeding on your muscles. If you still don't trust me as a lover, I get it. But trust me as someone who spent eight fucking years studying medicine. Things I tell you I would tell any other patient. Star will agree with me, and I am nowhere near as great of a surgeon as she is. If you really want to get back to your prime, eat. Everyone around you wants to see you strong and healthy."