Most likely option, you'll be taken to the SLUT center. You'll be put through something akin to orientation, at first, where LIES will try to convince you to take your duty to meet your quota seriously without further interference. That's just for show, though. Whether you promise to try harder or not, they'll work on forcibly reprogramming you to become more sexually active. You'll be drugged. Given aphrodisiacs, primarily, that make you debilitatingly sexually aroused to the point of physical discomfort. They'll do whatever they can to make you too horny to think straight, then either throw you to the public or with other visitors to the center. They will remove any illusion of consent they've given you by allowing you to meet your quota independently on your own time. If you've been a big enough thorn in their side, they might send you to the People Zoo or Realignment, but. Like I said. SLUT Center is most likely.
[ a pause. this is a bad idea for more reasons than he can count, but - ]
Look - I'm not going to be mad at you if you say no. But.
I can help you get through this month. I'm from home, and I've been through all of this already. Must make me at least a little bit more appealing than a stranger. If you don't want to... throw yourself to the wolves, so to speak, I can get you through your quota. Tonight. All in one go.
[It takes him another half day or so to reply, most of which he spends stressing out about whether or not it would be easier to lose his having-sex-with-a-guy!virginity to Derek, who he at least knows and largely trusts and who is, to be fair, absolutely hot like burning, or if he should just go find someone random to have some no-strings-attached sex with.
Eventually, he decides it's time to take the leap:] okay
[ In the time it takes for Stiles to finally reply, Derek starts to feel pretty anxious about this. It's not that he regrets offering his time to Stiles - he just wants to help him get through all of this, after all - but Derek's been here for close to two years now, and Stiles has been here for a month. Derek's had a far bigger adjustment period than he has, and he doesn't want to overwhelm the poor kid. He's worried, more than anything, that he's scared him off. That's the last thing Derek wants.
But Stiles does reply, and Derek answers as soon as he sees it. He sends the address to his housewith old stiles aesthetic gifs on it that i need to remove but haven't yet bc i'm lazy shh shh shh - it's a private, two-storey, slightly industrial building right on the very edge of the Up, directly on a private beach and beside a spattering of trees that slowly turn into some pretty thick woods. He gives Stiles directions to meet him there, then follows it up with another message. ]
Wear something slutty.
[ followed by an immediate cringe and second follow up. ]
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Most likely option, you'll be taken to the SLUT center. You'll be put through something akin to orientation, at first, where LIES will try to convince you to take your duty to meet your quota seriously without further interference.
That's just for show, though. Whether you promise to try harder or not, they'll work on forcibly reprogramming you to become more sexually active.
You'll be drugged. Given aphrodisiacs, primarily, that make you debilitatingly sexually aroused to the point of physical discomfort.
They'll do whatever they can to make you too horny to think straight, then either throw you to the public or with other visitors to the center. They will remove any illusion of consent they've given you by allowing you to meet your quota independently on your own time.
If you've been a big enough thorn in their side, they might send you to the People Zoo or Realignment, but.
Like I said.
SLUT Center is most likely.
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cool
great
thanks
that’s not horrifying at all
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[ a pause. this is a bad idea for more reasons than he can count, but - ]
Look -
I'm not going to be mad at you if you say no. But.
I can help you get through this month.
I'm from home, and I've been through all of this already. Must make me at least a little bit more appealing than a stranger.
If you don't want to... throw yourself to the wolves, so to speak, I can get you through your quota.
Tonight. All in one go.
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can I think about it?
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[ not exactly the kind of request he'd say no to. ]
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Eventually, he decides it's time to take the leap:] okay
if the offer's still open
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But Stiles does reply, and Derek answers as soon as he sees it. He sends the address to his house
with old stiles aesthetic gifs on it that i need to remove but haven't yet bc i'm lazy shh shh shh- it's a private, two-storey, slightly industrial building right on the very edge of the Up, directly on a private beach and beside a spattering of trees that slowly turn into some pretty thick woods. He gives Stiles directions to meet him there, then follows it up with another message. ]Wear something slutty.
[ followed by an immediate cringe and second follow up. ]
That was a joke.
An attempt at a joke.
Sorry.