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all teeth, but not smiling ([personal profile] shikomizue) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs2018-04-11 08:58 pm

. all you have's your axe to grind . closed

Who: Takasugi Shinsuke ([personal profile] shikomizue) & "Friends" | Closed
What: Catch All For April-May-June
When: Over April / May / June
Where: Mostly Wyver, some Thesa and Olympia
Warning(s): alcohol + graphic violence + bang + will edit as needed

[ closed starters in the comments ]
originallutece: (flirt; i saID GOD DAMN)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-06-22 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ah--!

[That's loud, louder than she intends, a shocked exclamation rendered sloppy and loud thanks to his ministrations. His fingers are deft, stretching her mouth open wide and forcing themselves inside.

With any other man, in any other situation, she'd melt. She'd moan and struggle to wrap her lips around his fingers so she could suck on them and watch her partner grow hotter by the second. She adores using her mouth; god knows she'd gotten off on it time and again during the gala, getting on her knees once her partners had had their fill.

There's a part of her aching for it even now. She wants to show off, to slide her tongue against the sensitive tips of his fingers, to suck on him and let him sink as deeply into her as he pleases, over and over, until she's shaking with desire.

Any other man, she'd indulge.

But with him, it's always, always different.

For one thing, it's hotter. A baser, filthier sort of arousal, something raw and sexual twisted up with the lure of the forbidden. He's awful, he's truly cruel and sadistic and dangerous, he's not normal, and god knows she's always been attracted to that. Hot waves of arousal make her cunt throb again and again even as fury rises up within her. His fingers tease in her mouth, tapping against teeth and forcing their way in, and her eyes water as she struggles not to gag.

She wants this, oh, yes. But for him? She wants to win even more.

So naturally, she bites down. Did he think she wouldn't? He presents such an easy target, fingers sliding down her throat, why wouldn't she take her revenge? Especially on the heels of a statement like that, patronizing and overtly misogynistic--

It's instinctively satisfying to feel her teeth sink deep into skin. She doesn't go halfway with it, but rather bites so it hurts, her canines sinking down sharply, clenching her jaw so that he'll surely tear skin if he jerks his hand back. Let him bleed; she'd like to see him hurt, even a little.]
originallutece: gonna ride that dick like a surfboard (flirt; heck yes)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-06-25 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Fuck!

[She, on the other hand, doesn't bother to bite back her curse. That intrusion is painful, forced forward, slick fingers too big shoved into something too small. He stretches her open, forces her to deal with it, and she throbs around him, arching her back and spreading her legs, panting harshly to try and compensate.

Which isn't to say it doesn't feel good. Oh, it does. Her cunt pulsates, wetness coating his fingers immediately; the instant he curls them her legs tremble, just for a moment, involuntary and a direct response to the heat crashing through her. It's nothing and everything all at once, but though her instinct is to moan, she bites it back. If he moves his fingers more, perhaps, he'll earn a shriek, but as it is, it ought to count as a victory already: Rosalind with her ass out and her legs spread, wet and aching because of him.]


S-shouldn't you-- ah-- shouldn't you be used to pain, soldier boy? Or are you too used to blades and explosions to remember how it feels under someone else's hands?

[Explosions? There hadn't been any explosions in his memory . . . but then again, she certainly had met his friend from home. And oh, taunting him is absolutely a bad idea, but there she goes, doing it anyway.]
originallutece: gonna ride that dick like a surfboard (flirt; heck yes)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-07-20 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She's dripping, so wet it's obscene, dripping down her thighs and leaving her shaking from the sensation. His teasing with his fingers only makes it worse: he spreads her open wide, stretching her out and not giving her what she wants. More, she wants something thicker, hotter, something that will leave her screaming (but she can't scream, not here, a distant thought). Her hips rock back again and again, fucking eagerly against his fingers, eyes closing as she exhales shakily.

And then he bites.

It's an instantaneous pain, sharp and white-hot and such a vivid contrast to how fantastic his fingers feel. Rosalind cries out loudly, unable to help it, her body writhing in earnest as she tries and fails to get away. The pain is blinding, more than she's used to, more than she ever wants to feel; surely it isn't as bad as when he'd cut her arm, but right now it feels as though it is.

Skin breaks and blood trickles down, and with a hissed snarl she reaches behind her. She can't get herself out of the hold he has, but she can at least teleport them.

One moment, she's up against the wall, and the next--

--in a breath, in a second, feeling like nothing at all--

--they're crashing onto her queen-sized mattress, limbs tangling, and Rosalind jerks, trying to turn, eager to get him under her before he can do the opposite.]
originallutece: the things that we have planned (flirt; won't tell anybody about)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-07-23 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
No, no--

[Growled and muttered, her head jerking wildly as she grabs his wrists and throws her weight down, trying to keep him pinned. She won't resort to Ardyn's powers, not yet, not least of which because they're incredibly painful to call upon, but they're most certainly a last resort.

Her shoulder is bleeding. Drops of blood slip down her skin, over her shoulderblade, dripping down to hit his torso in meaningless patterns. He lies beneath her, pale skin and sharp expression, and he feels so good between her legs, his cock pulsing, just as hungry to fuck as she is. Rosalind rocks her hips back, working against him minutely, watching his expression with heated eyes.]


Settle down.
originallutece: is fairly easy once you know the pattern (flirt; seductiveness)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-07-24 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a messy kiss, harsh and firm, but that's no different than anything else they've done tonight. Rosalind groans into it, opening her mouth to it as her hands settle on his shoulders. Perched in his lap like this, they could almost be mistaken for lovers (though no one could miss the way they touch each other as anything but rough and frantic).]

W-why-- why don't you ask for it--

[She tucks her head down, teeth scraping at his jaw.]

Ask me to let you fuck me.
originallutece: the things that we have planned (flirt; won't tell anybody about)

[personal profile] originallutece 2018-07-25 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[She stares up at him for a few seconds. Desperate isn't a word she'd ever use, especially not with him, but she certainly is hungry for him. Rosalind pants softly, her cunt throbbing around nothing, resisting the urge to buck her hips up and grind heavily against him.]

Come fuck me.

[A command, not a plea, as she wraps her fingers around the back of his neck.]

Because neither of us are ever going to ask the other for what we want, never mind plea or beg or mewl.