A criminal mastermind and a prize

[empires_heir]

Armitage Jade had amassed quite a tidy little criminal empire.

Though, really, not so little any more, he had recently gained control of a handful of planets along one of the shipping lanes that the First Order had previously held. He didn't remove it from their control out of any sort of altruistic reasoning, but simply because it was something they wanted, which meant that it was something he didn't want them to have.

His mother had told him, and often, not to let himself be dragged into helping either side of the ongoing conflict because they would both use them for what he could do, whether that was his minimal abilities in the Force, or his brilliant analytical mind, or both.

So he'd gone about building his own side to the thing, though not allied with the Rebellion, he still thwarted the First Order here and there, if only because he knew it must be infuriating to his father that his bastard child -one of many as likely as not- was proving to be such a formidable foil. That was, of course, if the man even admitted that Armitage was his blood.

He didn't have any audiences on his schedule that day, which was why he was surprised when one of his advisors came to tell him there was a small delegation arriving, and, not one to turn away visiting allies -or potential allies- he instructed that they be brought to the great hall where he'd meet them.

People looking to describe Armitage usually settled on 'severe', or 'intense' and he could certainly be both, a shock of red hair tied in a stub of a tail at his nape and a wardrobe that consisted of varying levels of 'black', with a vibroblade in a magnetic sheath at his calf and what could only be a lightsaber at his hip, he was intimidating enough even before he spoke, a clipped Coruscanti accent that most people didn't expect from someone of his reputation.

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[happybeeps]

He managed to talk others into helping him before, sometimes all it took was a little sweet talking, enough to see him as a person. Usually it required some sort of trade. And what little Poe had to offer wouldn't easily be given with how close his new Master kept him.

Poe didn't bother to try and lie and claim he would never try again. They both knew that wasn't true. But he had the sense enough to be cowed now that he'd been caught.

He chewed lightly on his lower lip and nodded, making himself take another bite of his cake. Part of him wanted to delay as long as possible. He seemed safe enough here, but he knew that he was almost certainly going to be cleared to return.

"Didn't think you'd still let me have the cake..."

[empires_heir]

"Of course." He replied, brow creasing slightly, "You still need to eat, and it would be pointless to let it go to waste out of some kind of pettiness."

A little shake of his head followed, "While I may end up having to keep you stripped bare and confined to quarters, I will not restrict your food. Have to keep you healthy if I'm going to continue making use of you for a while yet." Something he clearly intended to keep doing, as he wasn't immediately sending Poe to the brig, or worse.

Keeping Poe healthy was the same reason he hadn't completely denied him access to the flight sims, and also hadn't restricted any of his access to the entertainment library in quarters. Making sure he had something to do to keep his brain occupied was just as important as keeping him physically healthy.

[happybeeps]

"..." Poe sided eyed him for a moment. It made sense, but it wasn't the sort of logic he was used to from other masters. Though that was true for a lot of things with Armitage.

It gnawed at that place of guilt in his mind, and he tried to ignore it.

"Thank you...Master," he murmured, conflicted as he finished off his breakfast.

[empires_heir]

He was still leaning casually, more or less comfortably against the door frame, "Honestly I'm impressed." He started idly ticking points off on his fingers, "You waited until you knew I wasn't going to be at my best, you kept track of where tools you could use were kept once I made clear I knew where those you'd hidden were, you gave yourself a head start by getting as far as you could before disabling your restraint."

A little shrug, "That shows foresight and planning." Apparently he hadn't only been trying to make Poe feel better when he'd said to treat this as some sort of entrance-level position to the organization.

[happybeeps]

Still wary that this was some sort of trap, Poe was slow to accept the praise, still watching his Master with that confused look before chancing a small smile and a shrug of his own.

"...Not my first time," he quipped softly. He'd had much poorer attempts in the past. But he did seem to have learned from them.

[empires_heir]

"Ah." He replied with a nod, "Of course." He flicked his fingers briefly, "Finish your breakfast, take your time, I'll check in with the medic, verify if you're stable enough for release or if you need to stay for observation a while yet."

He didn't seem overly concerned either way, but that was how he seemed to be about a great many things, he'd let them happen as they happened and deal with the fallout after.

[happybeeps]

"Yes Master."

Poe shifted to sit a little more comfortably upright, less fearful of immediate retribution. He wasn't sure if that calmed the urge to try again or spurred it on, knowing the repercussions might be so comparably light.

He was glad for the food, healthy appetite back as he polished it off.

[empires_heir]

On the way back to quarters, Armitage kept his usual walking speed, knowing that Poe would be able to keep up and not fall far enough behind as to trigger the ankle cuffs.

When they arrived, his clothing selection had already been pared down by half, but his permissions for the entertainment library remained the same, "I've one meeting this afternoon, but I can attend from my office, which means you'll be there as well to settle my temper, should it come to that."

[happybeeps]

Poe was on his best behavior- still wary that some greater punishment was awaiting him- walking dutifully behind his Master, not allowing his attention to wander.

But once they were back there was still no reprimand. The loss of privileges was expected, but he'd certainly never expected to get away with what he had and that be the only consequence.

"Yes Master," he agreed, still not looking entirely like he trusted this calm, "Should I leave you until then?"

[empires_heir]

It was also his first offense, things would be different if he were to try again.

He gave a little tilt of his head at the question, "That's up to you, even if we're at opposite ends of the suite you'll still be near enough not to inadvertently hobble yourself." Though in quarters it wasn't actually the proximity but the location itself, not that Armitage was going to be quite so free with that information just yet.

"If you choose to keep to yourself for now, I'll call you a short while before my meeting so as to get you settled first."

[sorry about the delay, started a new job this past week and it sucked up all my leisure time]

[happybeeps]

He gave a small hum and glanced towards the entertainment library, trying not to look too eager to run off.

"I think I'll leave you to your work until then," Poe offered.

Soon enough he was settle with some holo playing, though he wasn't really paying it much attention. He sat with his legs crossed, trying to get a better understanding of his new cuffs. He'd never been fit with ones like this before, and was less sure how to get around them.

[No worries, hope it's going well <3]

[empires_heir]

They were, essentially, a separated pair of magnecuffs that would re-connect with the proper trigger, in this case distance, though it was entirely possible to set them to a certain amount of time as well, or timed intervals, which was something Armitage might do later, should Poe give him any reason to.

They seemed to be just as waterproof as the armband, and fitted almost as closely, not tight enough to chafe or cause any damage, but certainly not loose enough to be able to get into, either.

Armitage kept an ear on Poe as he went about his morning, just keeping tabs on what he was up to and it was a couple of hours before Armitage called him into the office. He had his chair pulled back from the desk, and gestured to the space beneath, On your knees, your face is going to be in my lap. Otherwise get as comfortable as you can, you may be there a while."
[So far, aside from the no time part!]

[happybeeps]

Poe glanced at the small space beneath the desk, and despite his earlier resolution to be on his best behavior he very nearly faltered. He hesitated a moment, some mix of fractured pride, and fear of being enclosed in a small space holding him back, before he nodded.

"Yes Master."

He lowered himself and crawled into the cramped space beneath the desk, turning back to face his Master and trying to settle comfortably on his knees. His cheeks were tinged with pink. The first time after an escape attempt was always uncomfortable in some way. Some part of his mind always believed he'd really be free from his life, and it made it that much more difficult each time to have to submit himself again.

[<3]

[empires_heir]

It wasn't close enough that he was touching either side, though it didn't take much of a lean to do so in either direction, and it was high enough that he could sit upright and his head would only just brush the underside, and when Armitage activated the datapad that made up the desktop, the whole thing went translucent and dimly illuminated, allowing him to actually look down at Poe through whatever he was working on.

It would also give Poe at least the impression of not being fully enclosed, though it wasn't likely to help much.

Armitage settled into his chair but didn't pull it in yet, "Now I know of your distaste for gags, but I would assume you've been used as a cockwarmer before, as good as you are with your mouth." It was almost a question, it was going to happen whether Poe'd had experience with it or not, because it was the kind of thing that would make this meeting bearable.

[happybeeps]

It helped a little, and Poe shifted on his knees, trying to find the most comfortable position. He hesitated when presented with the question, and gave a half nod before adding, "Not for very long."

They were generally more interested in fucking his mouth, and whatever intentions they might have had quickly changed. Poe was reasonably sure Armitage had more discipline though, and for him the fun came in the power.

He wasn't as confident about his own ability to stay in place. He knew how long those meetings could run.

[empires_heir]

"Yes, well, some people have no concept of self-control." Which was all he had to say on the matter, because he was reasonably sure that Poe knew by now that Armitage's own self-control was a very nearly unbreakable thing once he'd set his mind to something.

He shifted in his chair so that he could open his pants, drawing out his still-soft cock, "I don't expect this meeting to run long, it's progress reports, and I'll make proper use of your skills once it's finished, I simply expect you to take the edge off until then, understood?" He hadn't pulled his chair in yet, which meant that he was expecting an actual answer.

[happybeeps]

"Understood, Master," Poe answered, taking advantage of that extended moment of freedom to shift and stretch, and otherwise get out as much of that anxious energy as he could before it started to build up all over again.

Given his previous record of impatience, Poe wasn't sure how well he'd do himself when faced with a Master with Armitage's level of control, but all things considered it was an easy enough first task back.

[empires_heir]

"Good." That was all he had to say before drawing his chair in, his feet bracketing Poe's knees and just trusting that Poe would sort himself out.

It was only a few moments more before he was bringing up the meeting screen itself, along with whatever written reports had been submitted, apparently fully intent on conducting the meeting the exact same way he would if Poe wasn't there. Though judging by the way one hand dipped to tangle his fingers in Poe's hair, tugging him closer, he wasn't about to let Poe forget why he was there.

[happybeeps]

He shifted to ensure he fit without disturbing his Master, glancing up at the underside of the table curiously. It took the tug to remind him of his purpose, gaze returning to his Master's lap. He wet his lips before dutifully ducking to take that still soft flesh into his mouth. He swallowed almost reflexively, but apart from that he managed to keep more or less still for a time.

[empires_heir]

It was clear even from the start of the meeting that things weren't progressing as he would have liked, though since he'd known that going in, he wasn't as bothered by it as he might otherwise have been.

Though there was an occasional bristle of tension, mostly felt in his thighs and even in the way his knees locked, and he occasionally dipped his hand beneath the desk to run his fingers through Poe's hair as if he were some kind of lap dog meant to soothe him. Which at the moment was almost the case.

Though the warmth of Poe's mouth, the occasional twitch of movement or the feel of his breath, it wasn't long before Armitage's cock started to stiffen, slowly but undeniably.

[happybeeps]

Each bit of tension had Poe a bit more jumpy than usual. There was so little to focus on beneath the desk apart from his Master and his mood. It made those occasional fingers through his hair comforting, a sensation he longed for when too long had passed with noting else to occupy his attention.

His jaw was all ready starting to ache from holding his place, and those it took a while for Poe to catch on, he gave a soft whine when he realized that cock had become heavier on his tongue, eyes skirting upwards, throat bobbing again reflexively.

[empires_heir]

He glanced down at Poe, slightly out of focus through the datapad-screen of the top of the desk, but there was a flicker of a smile that followed.

Apparently whoever he was talking to registered that as a threat and stuttered to a stop, causing his gaze to flick up to the video window again, "Continue." He brushed the backs of his knuckles along Poe's cheek at the same time, a silent indication that the order was for him as well.

The meeting was almost finished, and he doubted Poe could actually distract him from it sufficiently enough to be noticed before it was over.

[happybeeps]

"Mm-?" Poe gave a soft questioning hum without thought, though thankfully likely too soft to be picked up by anyone on the screen, and he quickly hollowed his cheeks to make up for it, throat bobbing again almost reflexively.

He shifted to test how much free range this new order afforded him, whether he could pull off any or was to continue to stay in place while getting him off.

[empires_heir]

Armitage did allow him a little space to draw back, but not much as the hand that had just brushed knuckles along Poe's cheek had slipped around to the back of his head, fingers curled deceptively gently through his hair. It was a hold that meant he'd be able to get a good grip at the roots if he decided he needed to for any reason, and if Poe tried to draw away more than a couple of inches, Armitage kept his hand planted solidly where it was to prevent that.

He knew that Poe could get creative given the right kind of incentive, and mostly he wanted to see where that went right at the moment, though otherwise apparently fully-focused on his meeting once more.

[happybeeps]

Poe experimented with the limited range he was given, massaging with his tongue and the suction of his mouth, throat bobbing periodically, though he tried not to. With that grip at his neck, and that meeting still in session, he was wary about using his throat, as his Master generally didn't like to leave it once he was buried inside.