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call me out v. 11.0
Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
[That sound is a good sound. Dazai smiles against Waver's chest, and would continue teasing him there if Waver didn't cover his mouth.]
You don't have to keep quiet. I like hearing that you like what I'm doing, you know?
[...that said, he's going to lick and suck on Waver's nipples until Waver can't keep quiet, embarrassment or no.]
You don't have to keep quiet. I like hearing that you like what I'm doing, you know?
[...that said, he's going to lick and suck on Waver's nipples until Waver can't keep quiet, embarrassment or no.]
[ well unfortunately for dazai, waver is stubborn. but while he does make a valiant effort to keep his moans down, the way his breath hitches and the arousal between his legs are a clear sign that he's enjoying it.
there is a point, however, when it becomes impossible for waver to hold back his moans. he finally gives in with a groan, his expression an embarrassed glare. ]
S-stop focusing there! Idiot!
there is a point, however, when it becomes impossible for waver to hold back his moans. he finally gives in with a groan, his expression an embarrassed glare. ]
S-stop focusing there! Idiot!
Whatever you want~
[...but that means that Dazai's next kiss is placed right over Waver's cock through the fabric of his boxers. Is this better? Less embarrassing?]
[...but that means that Dazai's next kiss is placed right over Waver's cock through the fabric of his boxers. Is this better? Less embarrassing?]
Y-you...!
[ waver is...he's...absolutely speechless, actually. his hips twitch instinctively when dazai places a kiss on his clothed cock, and his breaths are coming out in short pants.
he looks away, his face red. ]
You're an idiot...
[ waver is...he's...absolutely speechless, actually. his hips twitch instinctively when dazai places a kiss on his clothed cock, and his breaths are coming out in short pants.
he looks away, his face red. ]
You're an idiot...
[A wonderful, beautiful reaction. Waver's tsundere response included.]
If I'm an idiot for wanting to pleasure you, then there's nothing I'd rather be.
[Dazai hooks his fingers underneath the waistband of Waver's boxers, tugging down just enough to free Waver's cock. With that done, he can press another kiss there without the fabric in the way.]
If I'm an idiot for wanting to pleasure you, then there's nothing I'd rather be.
[Dazai hooks his fingers underneath the waistband of Waver's boxers, tugging down just enough to free Waver's cock. With that done, he can press another kiss there without the fabric in the way.]
If you were more like me, you'd have skipped out on your history classes.
[This man was briefly a teacher.]
[This man was briefly a teacher.]
[Shizuku's expression is still dubious, so Alice hurries to fill in the gap.]
Supergirl is one of the people who made sure I came back to you safely.
[This pacifies Shizuku for now.] In that case... I apologize for jumping to conclusions.
Supergirl is one of the people who made sure I came back to you safely.
[This pacifies Shizuku for now.] In that case... I apologize for jumping to conclusions.
[Kajii knows that David doesn't need to sleep, but he won't call him out on it. At least unless he has to carry David to the leyline himself while David pretends to sleep.]
I might not be much of a shepherd, but I'm a far better writer than you.
[yeah his novel is better than the psalms, what're you gonna do about it]
I might not be much of a shepherd, but I'm a far better writer than you.
[yeah his novel is better than the psalms, what're you gonna do about it]
Sorry... [wait, why are you apologizing, is it for dying in the murder vault] It's nice to meet you. Alice talked you up a little and asked me to come see you when I visited! It's pretty different here from what I'm used to, but I think all schools for supers are different. I mean, you guys call them Blazers, we say supers, uh -- never mind.
I'm sorry for that, too. Please don't yell. Things have been getting more serious lately. There was that incident with the moth cocoon full of gas... You're all going to be safe, right?
Oh my god -
[If Heigo sounds scandalized at the suggestion, he quickly destroys that illusion by tightening his grip on the back of Shuji's head, then rolling his hips up to press deeper into his mouth. He's still got enough control to keep the rhythm slow and thorough, but there's no keeping him quiet now - little hnn hnn hnn noises accompany each thrust into Shuji's mouth, getting longer and more urgent until he finally pulls Shuji's head back and off his cock again.]
Hands and knees. [His voice trembles with the effort of keeping some modicum of self-control, but the intensity in his stare could set a rock ablaze with no accelerant.]
[If Heigo sounds scandalized at the suggestion, he quickly destroys that illusion by tightening his grip on the back of Shuji's head, then rolling his hips up to press deeper into his mouth. He's still got enough control to keep the rhythm slow and thorough, but there's no keeping him quiet now - little hnn hnn hnn noises accompany each thrust into Shuji's mouth, getting longer and more urgent until he finally pulls Shuji's head back and off his cock again.]
Hands and knees. [His voice trembles with the effort of keeping some modicum of self-control, but the intensity in his stare could set a rock ablaze with no accelerant.]
[The sound and feel of Heigo losing control is sweet. Shuji gives thanks his gag reflex is near to nonexistent, so he doesn't have any worry to distract him from the taste of Heigo's cock sliding over his tongue.
When Heigo pulls him off and gives that command, a shiver passes through Shuji's entire body. He can't give a verbal response - he just follows orders, getting on his hands and knees. He's fully hard and his blush travels from his cheeks to the tips of his shoulders.]
Please - I need you...
[He needs it. If Heigo didn't fuck him he thinks he'd go insane. He sounds like he's on the edge of breaking.]
When Heigo pulls him off and gives that command, a shiver passes through Shuji's entire body. He can't give a verbal response - he just follows orders, getting on his hands and knees. He's fully hard and his blush travels from his cheeks to the tips of his shoulders.]
Please - I need you...
[He needs it. If Heigo didn't fuck him he thinks he'd go insane. He sounds like he's on the edge of breaking.]
God, Shuji -
[There's something indecent about just how needy Shuji looks right now, his skin flushed and lips wet, golden eyes unfocused, hair mussed by Heigo's hands - and, of course, cock bobbing against his abdomen as he gets into position. He doesn't need to verbalize how much he needs it when that fact nearly radiates off him, but the fact that he does makes everything sizzle that much more.
Some deep, dark part of Heigo's mind spits out the idea of telling Shuji that he'd make a gorgeous whore, but it's an area that's never gone explored and Heigo doesn't think this is the time to take that chance. Instead, he smoothes a hand from one of Shuji's ass cheeks up the column of his spine, all the way to the nape of his neck, and then presses down to force Shuji's cheek into the bedcovers. That's almost as good as bending him all the way over, right?
Finally, he wets a couple of fingers in his mouth and slides both into Shuji's entrance at once, scissoring and twisting them roughly in his urgency to get this done and get inside of Shuji already.]
If - if you need better lubrication - you need to tell me right now or I'm going ahead without it. Fuck, you're tight...
[There's something indecent about just how needy Shuji looks right now, his skin flushed and lips wet, golden eyes unfocused, hair mussed by Heigo's hands - and, of course, cock bobbing against his abdomen as he gets into position. He doesn't need to verbalize how much he needs it when that fact nearly radiates off him, but the fact that he does makes everything sizzle that much more.
Some deep, dark part of Heigo's mind spits out the idea of telling Shuji that he'd make a gorgeous whore, but it's an area that's never gone explored and Heigo doesn't think this is the time to take that chance. Instead, he smoothes a hand from one of Shuji's ass cheeks up the column of his spine, all the way to the nape of his neck, and then presses down to force Shuji's cheek into the bedcovers. That's almost as good as bending him all the way over, right?
Finally, he wets a couple of fingers in his mouth and slides both into Shuji's entrance at once, scissoring and twisting them roughly in his urgency to get this done and get inside of Shuji already.]
If - if you need better lubrication - you need to tell me right now or I'm going ahead without it. Fuck, you're tight...
[Though he's always been more fond of praise, being called a whore is something Shuji would be into... but not right now. Not that he can even think about things he wants at the moment other than for Heigo to hurry up and fuck him.
He wills himself to relax around Heigo's fingers, well aware that spit isn't the best lubrication. He's also well aware that he has actual lube in the nightstand, but he's too impatient to make Heigo go through the trouble of getting it. That would mean Heigo taking his fingers out and not immediately replacing them with his cock.]
This is enough, please, please hurry...
[He rocks onto Heigo's fingers, trying to get the most amount of stretch in the least amount of time.]
He wills himself to relax around Heigo's fingers, well aware that spit isn't the best lubrication. He's also well aware that he has actual lube in the nightstand, but he's too impatient to make Heigo go through the trouble of getting it. That would mean Heigo taking his fingers out and not immediately replacing them with his cock.]
This is enough, please, please hurry...
[He rocks onto Heigo's fingers, trying to get the most amount of stretch in the least amount of time.]
[Shizuku looks to Alice, who shrugs.]
You know you don't have anything to apologize for.
You know you don't have anything to apologize for.
Sorry. ...So, uh, if I'm confusing you, just let me know. I don't really know what else to talk about.
Of course I'm worried about them! I'm just also worried about everybody.
[Any facsimile of sleep vanishes instantly as David sits up to fix Kajii with an intense indignant look.]
That's not true and you know it.
[He will willingly concede to most attacks on certain work ethic and moral related traits of his, but he'll tolerate nothing about his writing prowess. It's one of the few things he still has, even in this younger, more limited version of himself.]
That's not true and you know it.
[He will willingly concede to most attacks on certain work ethic and moral related traits of his, but he'll tolerate nothing about his writing prowess. It's one of the few things he still has, even in this younger, more limited version of himself.]
[Takiji is so pretty when he comes--so open and honest with how good he feels, even more than usual. Like always, Akutagawa is awed, eyes wide and wondering.]
. . . Okay.
[He wipes his hand on his shirt, then climbs up, crawling carefully into Takiji's lap, knees on either side of his legs.]
Like this?
. . . Okay.
[He wipes his hand on his shirt, then climbs up, crawling carefully into Takiji's lap, knees on either side of his legs.]
Like this?
[Takiji answers that with a kiss, soft and lingering. When he finally does pull away, he's smiling.]
You're beautiful. Did you know that?
[He thinks Akutagawa probably didn't know that. But in Takiji's eyes he couldn't be anything less. No painting would ever truly capture him.]
You're beautiful. Did you know that?
[He thinks Akutagawa probably didn't know that. But in Takiji's eyes he couldn't be anything less. No painting would ever truly capture him.]
Hah.
[Dazai feels... weirdly triumphant and wholly embarrassed at the same time, which is a strange combo, but it'll be fine. Oda feels so good, if he's being honest with himself, and if all it takes to get such sweet praises is a little vulgarity, he can be convinced to do it up a bit more.
It's a little forced at first...]
Yeah, well... ah, you feel good...
[Dazai feels... weirdly triumphant and wholly embarrassed at the same time, which is a strange combo, but it'll be fine. Oda feels so good, if he's being honest with himself, and if all it takes to get such sweet praises is a little vulgarity, he can be convinced to do it up a bit more.
It's a little forced at first...]
Yeah, well... ah, you feel good...
amazingly oda's official art icons are not great for smut threads. oh well
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2018-08-04 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a little forced, but it's still new and exciting, especially when Dazai's pounding into him like this. Oda squeezes tighter around him, still smiling.]
Just good? Ya oughta be a bit more descriptive - yer a writer, ain'tcha?
Just good? Ya oughta be a bit more descriptive - yer a writer, ain'tcha?
No need to worry. Alice gave me an explanation beforehand. I only called you here to vet your suitability for my big sister.
Please don't challenge her to a fight to test her.
Please don't challenge her to a fight to test her.
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