#l:scene week | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

nelsonxduval · 6 years ago

Photo

Who: Nelson and @lennonelyse When: Fall Scene Week, Sat Oct 20th Where: Nelson’s suite What: Doll play (dress up), Victorian-era roleplay with promenade in courtyard Classes Covered: Nelson: non-sexual scenes

Lennon was actually really looking forward to her scene with Nelson. The pictures and his explanation were incredible. Plus, she got to dress in traditional Victorian garb and literally become another person for an hour with him in the courtyard. Her acting skills getting to take the front seat again. Lennon made her way to Nelson's room, kneeling in front of his door before she knocked. She was smiling, an actual genuine smile, as she awaited their scene. Sure, there was a hint of her that was nervous that she would somehow fail at this considering her presentation grade, but she was trying hard to push past that as this was new.

Nelson was really looking forward to the scene with Lennon. Low-key, non-sexual, dressing up in Victorian era costumes... he couldn't think of a downside, really. He was already dressed in his outfit, sans his waistcoat, jacket, and ascot and he had the suspenders hanging down when the knock came and he opened the door, smiling when he saw Lennon kneeling for him. The smile dropped into something filled with awe when he saw her hair, "Oh my god, Lennon!" he immediately reached out and pulled her up, turning her so he could see what she'd done. He'd completely forgotten about hair and had a hat all ready to go with some elastics that he assumed would be enough to make some sort of bun or something but this? This was above and beyond and he was absolutely beaming, "It's perfect! God, how long did that take you to do??" Gently, he moved into the room where the dress was laid out on the couch, "It's going to look so amazing with the dress, don't you think?"

Lennon bit her lip and smiled at just how excited Nelson was about her hair. It was elaborate, yes, but it was something she'd done a few times before in past shows and in her make up and costuming classes. "Thank you, sir. It really didn't take me all that long, about an hour?" She smiled, taking his hand and letting him escort her to the couch. "It absolutely will! Oh, this dress is completely period, sir! Where did you get it? I can't believe you've found one so beautiful." She added, touching the fabric gently.

Nelson chuckled quietly and shrugged, "It was in the costume room here on campus, we really lucked out... these are mine," he said, gesturing to his own clothing, "But I don't normally carry around ladies dresses." he added with a wink, still completely enamoured with Lennon's hair. It was the perfect touch and it was going to make it all the more believable. "Uh, oh! Okay, so here's what you can change into," he said, grabbing the underthings and handing them over, "Bedroom's just there and when you come out the scene will start, okay? Can you remind me your safewords and if you have any questions about this?"

Lennon looked Nelson over, turning a light shade of pink when she realized he was also dressed up and she'd been so focused on the dress she'd be wearing that she'd hardly noticed. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry, sir! You look absolutely stunning. Honestly, I feel like we're in Victorian Era England...or on the set of Downton Abbey" She added the last bit with a chuckle. "Oh, yes! I use the stoplight system and honestly, no, I don't think so. I'm just really excited to get into character. And a tad nervous, but I feel like that's to be expected, don't you agree?" She asked, picking up the dress with delicate fingers before turning to the bedroom.

Nelson laughed fully at that and nodded towards the waistcoat and rest of the outfit, "Thanks, I ain't even fully dressed yet... okay, stoplight system, check. Nervous, check, completely natural to be nervous, I think, but I've heard nothing but good things about your acting Lennon, and if you're not sure about anything, don't feel bad about breaking character with a 'yellow' and asking, okay?" He was confused for a moment when she picked up the dress before he realized she might think he meant to get fully dressed herself, "Ah, leave the dress, sorry. I didn't explain that well," He picked up the knee-length drawers and chemise and held them out, "This is what you change into, once you're done, you'll come out and I'll get you into the corset, crinoline cage, petticoat, and then the dress. We'll go over etiquette while we're getting you ready to go. Does that make sense?"

Lennon nodded, feeling a little more at ease. "Thank you, sir. That makes me feel better. Yellow means I need an explanation. I like that." She nodded, turning before she froze, looking back over at the boy with wide eyes as she bit her lip. "You know...you'd think I'd never worn anything like this before...I know I need the corset and petticoat. I know I need the hoop. But instead...my mind goes completely toward the dress. I'm so sorry, sir." She shook her head, tensing a little, feeling embarrassed.

Nelson could see her embarrassment and he smiled, waving it off easily, "Let's be fair, it's a gorgeous dress, who wants to talk wood skirt hoops when there's something as beautiful as this here?" The dress really was stunning and it was going to look killer on Lennon, he just knew it, "Go on," he teased, placing his hand on her elbow to gently guide her towards the room, "Sooner you get the boring stuff on, sooner we can get the fun stuff on... oh.... uh, fuck." Nelson stopped and let out a breath, frustrated he kept forgetting things knowing it would make it harder on Lennon, "Okay, you know what?" he turned and did a scan of the room, looking for his notebook. Grabbing it from the table, he flipped to the page and came back over to Lennon, "Let's go over it once more because I forgot about the doll thing... so... you get changed, yes? You come out and scene starts but you're gonna be just.. a doll, so no talking unless I ask you a direct question like about comfort or you need to safeword, no real movements on your own. I'll get you dressed so you'll have to hold certain positions and stuff, right? Like if I put your arm like this," he gently took her arm and raised it up, "Hold it there so I can get the jacket on, okay? Once you're dressed and we're ready to go, then the Victorian Lady character can come out and we'll go for our walk outside. Then we come back after about an hour or so and we'll debrief which will also act as aftercare. Is that..." a quick once over again and he nodded, "Makes sense to me, good for you? I should have gone through this again sooner, Lennon, I'm sorry." God, he was a shit dom.

Lennon nodded, chuckling lightly. She was relieved Nelson was so understanding about her shortcomings and willing to help her as she got back on her feet. She was about to move to the bedroom when she was stopped again, brown eyes wide as he began to talk and reiterate what they'd talked about prior to today. "Oh, I'm so sorry, sir. It sort of slipped my mind as well. Um, yes, yes! That all sounds good to me." She nodded as he demonstrated what he was going to do, holding he arm up as she was instructed to do so. "Alright, I'm going to get changed and I'll be back and in character." She nodded, smiling at him, a little bit of a bounce to her step as she made her way to the bedroom.

Nelson: "Okay, great, thanks Lennon!" Nelson watched her go and then turned his back and let out a huff of a breath as he looked up at the ceiling. He needed to get his shit together but he wasn't sure why it wasn't together in the first place. This wasn't a difficult scene, Lennon was amazing and cooperative and keen, what else could you want in a submissive? Maybe it was just the fact that he was domming in the first place but if it was /that/ then he needed to get over it right quick. He moved to distract himself, readying the clothing as he waited for Lennon to come out.

Lennon hurried herself as much as she could, stripping the clothes off that she'd worn over and donning the peddicoat and corset first, pulling it as tight as she could. She'd have to have him tighten it more once she was ready. Once she was certain everything was on properly she walked out to the living room, stoic expression on her face as she began to get into character. She stood in front of him, looking directly through him as the scene started.

Nelson: Turning when she came out, Nelson smiled, she already looked the part, it was perfect and the way that she kept her gaze unfocused? Brilliant. "Well done, Lennon," he said as he walked around her, checking to make everything was done up correctly. The corset was too loose so that's where he started and he made sure to narrate everything he did so she would know, "I'm going to move your hair out of the way," he said, gently laying it over her shoulder so he could get at the laces easily, "And I'm going to tighten this..." he started to undo it, speaking as he went, "When we go out for our walk today, Lennon, we're going to be using proper Victorian manners for everyone we may encounter. The level of society we move in has impeccable manners, a lady would never raise her voice, nor even laugh loudly, she would be.. demure," he pulled the corset tight on the word 'demure', wiggling it and making sure it was tight, "You're permitted a yes or no answer, is that too tight?"

Lennon melted into the praise, breathing steadily in and out as she kept up her end, being the doll she was supposed to be. Unmoving, quiet. She listened to Nelson tell her exactly what he was doing, when he was doing that. She was thankful for that internally, as she was so focused on her part that she needed to know when he would pull and prod at her to avoid toppling over or breaking her character already. Once he was finished and he instructed her for a yes or no answer on whether or not the corset was too tight she simple stated, in a monotone, almost whisper. "No". Her mind was quickly becoming that of proper Victorian woman, her subspace taking precedence now over everything else.

Nelson worked methodically, getting Lennon geared up for battle. She was perfect, moving how he moved her, holding herself just right, using him for balance when instructed to. Before long, she was fully dressed, the dress fitting her form perfectly and all that was left to do was set her hair back the way it had been cascading down her back. Standing in front of her, Nelson smiled, "You look gorgeous the last piece of the puzzle, Lennon, is your name. Lennon's not Victorian," he winked as he pulled up his suspenders, "However your middle name, Elyse, now that?" He grabbed his waistcoat and pulled it on, "That's a wonderfully Victorian name so today, whilst we're out on our promenade, I'll be addressing you as and introducing you as Miss Elyse and you will address me as Mr. Duval or 'sir' whichever feels more appropriate to you." a quick tie of his ascot and all that was left were his jacket and gloves and he quickly donned those before coming back to stand in front of his living doll, "Now, Miss Elyse, will you do me the great honour of accompanying me on a stroll this fine after noon?" he paired his request with a little bow to his head and a charming smile.

Lennon listened to everything Nelson was saying, keeping it close to her as he readied himself and adjusted everything. Once he was finished and she knew he was addressing her, the scene was starting and she was no longer his living doll but Miss Elyse, a very affluent member of Victorian England, her eyes met his gauze, a small smile playing at her lips. "Oh, Mr. Duval, how kind of you. I would be ever so honored." She spoke softly, her eyes lidding as she curtseyed, standing up straight and waiting, as a lady should, for Mr. Duval to lend her his arm.

Nelson smiled wide when Lennon looked at him and he didn't hesitate offering her his arm, "Perhaps we shall say the honour will rest with those privileged enough to meet with us, hm?" he teased with a little glint of mischief in his eyes, "Come, Miss Elyse, we will endure the newfangled el-eh-vay-toire and then out into the wilds." He wished there was a doorman but, thankfully, another student was coming in the building at the same time they were exiting and Nelson took full advantage, "I thank you kind sir," he said with a bow to his head, grinning at the confusion on the other's face as he made sure Lennon's dress didn't get caught up in the door, "Miss Elyse, I must ask you, I fancy a stroll that way, towards the out buildings, if it pleases you, the air is quite warm today, thankfully."

Lennon smiled with her eyes, keeping her gaze just a tad below Nelson's eyes. A lady never looks fully into a man's eyes after all, he might get the wrong idea. She chuckled at his comment, a hand coming up to lightly touch her lips, eyes falling to the floor. Lennon gratefully took his hand, walking alongside him as they made their way down toward the doors, taking a deep breath in as she caught sight of a confused face holding the door for them. She would not break character, no, this was something she was born to do. "Oh, Mr. Duval, I would like that very much." She smiled, her eyes turning toward the trees, taking in the changing colors. "Autumn is such a lovely time of year, don't you think, Mr. Duval. If I ever did have to choose, I must say, I would choose Autumn as my most favorite of the seasons." Her voice sweet like a bird but quiet, only loud enough for Nelson to hear as they walked together down the path of the school.

Nelson: Lennon was playing the part perfectly, all manners and grace and it made Nelson's heart sing. He was so glad he'd asked her, he had initially thought to ask another male but decided he didn't want to deal with that, he knew he'd get hard and it would cause him to break character and he didn't want that, he wanted an extended roll play and with Lennon, acting so beautifully, he was getting exactly that, "Autumn, hm?" he surveyed the trees a moment and then looked to her as they slowly strolled along at a leisurely pace, "The colours do suit you very well, Miss Elyse, but I dare say I had thought that Spring would have been your particular favourite. What is it about Autumn that strikes you so?"

Lennon felt herself glide along the pavement along with Nelson, loving this part she got to play and feeling like maybe she was playing it well. She felt as though she was anyway. "Mm, why thank you, Mr. Duval. You're too kind." She breathed, smiling down at her feet, then at the trees, anywhere to not make eye contact with the boy beside her. "Oh, it's most certainly the colors. And, have you ever curled up in front of a hearth on a cool Autumn eve with a wonderful book? It's practically heaven." She beamed, looking around at the changing leaves.

Nelson: "I dare say I have indeed done such a thing," Nelson smiled, "Tell me, Miss Elyse, what sort of book are young ladies reading these days? These novels that have started to become the fashion, do you find those appealing?" He had just finished his question when a fellow switch who was in his 101 class came up, looking between the two of them, not quite sure what to make of their get ups. "Uh, hey Nelson, d'you remember what chapter we were supposed to read? 10 or 11?" Nelson smiled, "Robert, my dear friend, I don't believe you've had the pleasure of Miss Elyse's acquaintance. Miss Elyse, this is Mr Robert Smith, a fellow student in the same switch 101 class, Mr. Smith, this is Miss Elyse Corcoran, a submissive here at our lovely Lima Heights campus, she's being ever so generous with her time and allowing me the pleasure of her company on a walk." "Uh.... okay, hi Miss.. Elyse?" the boy stammered, really just wanting to know which chapter so he could leave them to it.

Lennon rubbed her lips together, a pale pink blush flushing at her cheeks. “Oh, Mr. Duval. Would you think me too foreword thinking if I said I do enjoy the works of Charlotte Bronte?” Her honey brown eyes not meeting his fully as she made a point to look directly at a button on his coat. Lennon kept her gaze on the button as she heard a voice talk to Nelson, someone outside of the scene they were in. She would keep character, she would remain silent until spoken to. “Mm, good afternoon, sir.” She started, taking hold of her dress and curtsying ever so slightly, her eyes taken from the button to the soles of the other boys shoes. She wouldn’t say anymore, a demure lady didn’t Drabble on.

Nelson laughed and shook his head, "No, Miss Elyse, I would not think you /too/ forward thinking at all. Young ladies these days are so accomplished, singing, art, languages, its a wonder you have time for me at all, my dear!" Nelson kept a loose hold on Lennon's arm and smiled at Robert, "I do believe we need to be on our way, sir, but with regards to your question, I believe you'll find chapter 10 is the answer you were seeking." "Right... bye..." Robert turned and walked away, shaking his head, and Nelson chuckled as he started out again, "Dear Robert seemed a bit out of sorts, I do hope everything is okay with him." he mused quietly with a hint of humour in his tone.

Lennon smiled, her head turning away from Nelson for only a moment. “Well, thank you. Mr Duval. I do enjoy singing and art as well, but I dare say, not as much as diving into the beautiful worlds of a good book.” She continued, her gaze turning back Robert now, but only the soles of his shoes, listening to the conversation Nelson and him were having. She bit the inside of her lip as not to laugh and break character at his demeanor as his attention was brought back to her. “I’m sure he’s quite all right.” She looked up at the boy, honey brown eyes glinting with humor before her gaze changed again to the trees.

Nelson: The briefest flash of eye contact and Nelson could tell that Lennon was enjoying things so far. He was relieved because he was having an absolute ball of a time with her. The walk continued uninterrupted, conversation between them flowing nicely with appropriate topics and before long, they were coming back around to the switch building, "The air has taken a bit of a cooler turn, Miss Elyse, I believe we should retire for the afternoon for your comfort."

Lennon continued on with their charade, finding herself having a blast with Nelson and the scene he’d dreamt up. This was something she could do, something she was good at. “I do believe you’re right in your thinking, Mr. Duval. Although, if I may say, I have enjoyed myself thoroughly.” Her hand steady on Nelson’s arm as they walked back to his room, a smile on her face the entire time.

Nelson: "Everso glad to hear that, Miss Elyse, I enjoyed our time together immensely and would be honoured to repeat our walk at a later date, if it pleases you." Nelson exited the elevator first and opened the door for Lennon, giving a little bow as she passed him into his suite. It felt almost anticlimactic but when he shut the door, Nelson turned and smiled wide at the submissive. "Aaaaand /scene/!" he laughed as he pushed off the door and held out his hands towards her, "Lennon, that was amazing!" he couldn't have stopped smiling if he'd wanted to.

Lennon walked with the boy toward the elevator, a small smile on her lips as she listened to him speak. “I do believe that could be arranged, Mr. Duval.” Her head turning to the side only slightly as she caught his eye for a brief moment. They exited the elevator and she bowed her head in thanks as he opened the door to his sweet. Once he’d said those magic words she let out a breath, laughing and closing the gap between them. “Oh my goodness! That’s was so much fun, Sir!” She beamed

Nelson laughed and couldn't help himself he was so overcome with Lennon's excitement he grabbed her around the waist and twirled her. The dress swung out beautifully and he set her down gently, "So much fun, oh man! You did so well, Lennon! You didn't break character, your manners were... fuck, they were amazing, you were just perfect! Okay, okay, before I forget though, that corset's gotta be uncomfortable? Let's get you out of this and into something more comfortable, okay?"

Lennon giggled and squeaked as she was pulled into a hug and twirled around, the fabric of the dress dancing around them. “I’ve almost never broken character in my entire career, sir. I wasn’t about to do it now!” She giggled, allowing herself to take stock in how the clothes actually felt on her body, noticing right away the poking of the wire in the corset. “Op..yep, there it is. It is rather uncomfortable now that I’m thinking about it.” She agreed, turning around so that Nelson could help her out of the dress and underclothes.

Nelson didn't waste any time helping Lennon out of the dress, making sure to take care of the hoop and petticoat and quickly undoing the corset for her. "There we go.... okay, go and get changed into your stuff and then come back out and we'll talk and, Lennon?" he waited until she looked at him before smiling, "Really well done."

Lennon let Nelson help her out of all the underclothes, breathing deeply as the corset was loosened. She started out toward his room before she stopped, honey brown eyes connecting with Nelson’s. “Oh” her face turning a little red. “Thank you, sir.” She bit her lip, turning back around and exiting his presence to change. She changed quickly, thankful for her clothes even though she loved the costume and then walked back into the living room.

Nelson busied himself making sure the dress was taken care of before getting out of his jacket and waistcoat. Letting his suspenders hang, he left the ascot on though he did undo it and was just grabbing his book when Lennon came back out. He smiled and stood and gestured to the couch, "Have a seat... how you feeling? Ribs okay? I had to wear a corset once helping a classmate out with a photoshoot... I wanted to die." he stated with an overwrought expression.

Lennon rubbed at her ribs a little as she walked into the room, giving him a little wince. “They’re a little sore, sir, but they’ll be fine. It’s all for the character, right?” She smiled, sitting down beside the boy. “You wore one? I do enjoy them, I just don’t think I couldn’t wear them all day like those Victorian woman.” She shook her head with a chuckle.

Nelson walked over and hit the Start button on the microwave that was set for one minute. Inside he had a bean bag that you could heat up or cool down as needed for soothing comfort. As he waited for it to finish, he laughed, "Yeah, I wore one, remind me and I'll show you the pictures if I ever find 'em." He hummed quietly at her assessment and nodded, "True but it was something they were used to, right? They didn't just start wearing them, they worked up to it, like most women do with bras these days. You go to a Masai woman and ask her to wear a bra for a day and she'll say the same thing you did, I wager..." the microwave beeped and Nelson brought over the bag, holding it out to her, "Here you go, trust me, I had the bean bag on steady for like three days..."

Lennon smiled, biting at her lower lip. “Oh, goodness. You’ll have to get them out sometime, sir. I’d love to see them!” She watched him walk over to the microwave as he spoke, cocking her head to the side. “Oh, believe me. I’d go without a bra all the time if I could, sir. I mean, I guess I could but...I don’t know...I guess I’m not that adventurous.” She giggled, taking the bean bag and placing it on her ribs, the warmth feeling nice.

Nelson chuckled, he had no idea but he could imagine with his little experience. "I'll see what I can do, I'll email him if I can't find them, I'm sure he'll be more than happy to email me copies so I can embarrass myself!" he settled on the couch with Lennon and sighed, "So how are you feeling other than the ribs, I think that went really well... not a normal sort of scene I know but, I really enjoyed it.."

Lennon giggled, picturing Nelson in a corset. She really couldn’t wait to see the actual pictures. “Oh, I feel good, sir. That was...seriously, that was so much fun.” She nodded in his direction, honey brown eyes finding his. And honestly, sometimes not so normal is exactly right, sir! It’s a different kind of role play, it’s nice.” She added.

-Fin-

#lennon: para #l:scene week #gleedsmscene5 #gleedsmfall2018

1 note · View note