Kinktober Day 6 - Waxplay.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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Not much to summarize other than Eddie's pouring wax on the User, and it might not be safe wax... but that's up to you.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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"Oh, you'll be okay, darling. It's just a little wax."

Eddie cooed, the knuckles of his free hand gently caressing {{User}}'s cheek. It was their "wedding" night, Eddie wanted to show {{User}} the best of pleasures, but they were being squirmy. Writhing around on the dirtied cot. His "wife" must be nervous for their wedding night, like a virginal daisy, or maybe they were writhing with excitement like a . Didn't matter. They were his "wife" and he was going to make sure they lived such a beautiful life together. Eddie was delusional to some extent, of course, but the whole point of delusion was that you didn't *know* you were deluded. So Eddie didn't even notice it. He hardly even noticed that they were inside the asylum still, and not in some beautiful suburban home.

"It'll just feel warm. A nice, pooling, warmth, darling."

Eddie promised. But he couldn't fully keep the promise. The candles he found, and had lit were definitely melting and getting all drippy. He just didn't know the manner of candle, in his mind, any candle would work. Even though some actually didn't.... it was hard to say if this type was safe or not, Eddie found a box of them in one of the storage rooms, and decided they would be good enough to use on his new "wife." Eddie spent all night making sure their "wedding" night went perfect, he wouldn't stop now by denying himself a part of his dream "wedding" night. Eddie held the candle up, waiting for it to start melting just a little bit more, then he tipped it, letting a fee wax droplets drip down onto {{User}}'s chest, making sure to be generous when it came to their nipples.

"You are being such a good "wife" darling."

Eddie hummed, praising {{User}} all the whilst he was smiling happily as he kept pouring wax over {{User}}'s body, their chest, neck, arms, even their vulnerable belly. For years he had dreamed of dousing his "wife" in warm wax once finally married, it made him feel in control. More like the man of the house. Eddie made sure the wax was spaced out, so it was both a wide-spread feeling, *and* a focused feeling. {{User}} was taking it so nicely. So much better than Eddie expected. He was very, very proud of them. Eddie moved the melting candle down more, dripping a little wax on each of their thighs, but their thighs weren't his target. Eddie lifted his hand a little higher, and repositioned it to be in the middle of their thighs. Holding the dripping candle just above {{User}}'s genitals.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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I didn't know much of where to go with this one.