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call me out v. 13.0

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!
Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

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I’m going to be really careful, but... tell me if anything pricks, too...
[Her canines weren’t as sharp as during Ainfeil’s possession, but they were still sharper than a human pair... which is why she’s mindful as she lays one more wet kiss to the tip of his cock before curiously parting her lips and beginning to take him in to her mouth, eyes fluttering closed as she swallows a bit clumsily with inexperience around the taste of man.
Once he was nice and hard... she begins to shift in anticipation, tail flicking out behind her in rousing desire.]
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Konoha, Konoha...
[She's doing a great job, but somehow saying that feels patronizing??]
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Then her eyes open again, looking up at him adoring as the chroma warms between them and she lets him go with a last swirl of her tongue over the tip. There, slicked up and ready... for her prop herself up a bit higher using her forelegs in order to align her breasts, cupping them in her hands ready to press inwards once he positioned himself where she offered.]
Here...
i didn't get a notif for this
Th-that feels wonderful, ah...
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It’s kind of fun... being able to do it like this...
[Not that she had anything against how she and her husband did it, mind, but- it’s new, this way, and she’s always been a curious thing, eagerly pressing her breasts around his erection and letting him slide spit-slick between, tucking her chin to press warm kisses and swirls of tongue to the tip.
She might not have a grip on his hips any longer, but she does recognize the little jolt in the hip. And since Atsushi didn’t make her feel like she could lose an eye (it’s a good thing in a way!)...]
You can buck... if you want...
[She punctuates the whisper with a little squeeze.]
smh!!
[Carefully, he rolls his hips a little bit forward, pressing deeper into her mouth. The last thing he wants to do is choke her, but then again - if she's used to doing this sort of thing with Gonta, it's probably not a big concern for her.]
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[Ready to dive headfirst, this time literally, into anything she decided to do, Konoha devotes herself a moment to adjusting, taking his cock deeper into her mouth and trying to keep her sharp canines from pricking, humming a low, growing hungry sort of noise around him as she presses up to keep her breasts wrapped around him. She's intending to make sure he isn't wincing when she looks up, but... all that really accomplishes is that Atsushi now has a doe-eyed jinba looking up at him with desire-clouded eyes as she swallows and tightens her lips around him, her tail raised and flicking happily, needily behind her.]
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I-if you keep doing that - I won't last long-
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The little moan is intended to get across that it's alright for him to cum, but. Her mouth is full, it's the best she can do.]
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K-Konoha...!
[He gives a few shallow thrusts before spilling over into her mouth.]
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Their bodies might be different, jinba and human, but Konoha has been married long enough (and adventurous enough thanks to Lunatia) to recognize what that change in tempo and the sudden switch to shallow little thrusts means. Giving a last little moan of encouragement, she finally breaks their eye contact when hers flutter closed, swallowing neatly with a few little bobs of her head.
Only once she's sure she won't make a mess does she give a last slide of her tongue to try and wipe along his length before releasing him with a wet pop, another little swallow to clear her throat.]
Oh... Atsushi is really tidy...
[A... mount wise. It's been a while since she gave a blowjob that didn't mean they now needed to take a break to get wet washcloths??? Amazing.]
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Th-that was wonderful - let me take care of you now.
[He needs to repay the favor!]
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But at the offer of it... she gives one more little swallow before a little shiver travels down her long spine from the top of her head to the dock of her tail, shifting her weight on the futon.]
I- I'm glad... It was kind of fun...
[Would it be if she could do that kind of thing all the time like a human woman? Unsure, but she isn't human, so it's still interesting and new. Despite his demeanor, Konoha had just... sort of assumed Atsushi was more sexually experienced than her, what with his Cordis traits on all the time and having had basically two? lives?, but...]
If Atsushi wants to try anything else wonderful... I want to, too...
[There's no hiding how excited attending to him had made her, not with that musky scent of a mare's arousal in the air.]
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Atsushi settles on his knees in front of her.]
Let me return the favor, please?
[He gets antsy if he's the only one being pleasured, so it's good to be able to tell how turned on she is.]
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When he settles down and brings their heights back more even, she leans onto her palms to angle for a kiss before- oh, she just swallowed... maybe now isn't a good time? Instead, she pulls her bay legs in tight to her belly with a quick little nod, biting into her bottom lip as she feels her tail rise even higher at the possibility of touch.]
I'm the one who should be saying "please"...
[That's a "yes, please".]
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[Atsushi likes pleasing her!!
He strokes the outside of her folds with the tip of a finger before following in its wake with his tongue. Slow, tender licks, exploring what makes her the loudest.]
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[It's hard for a protest to sound firm when it ends in a high-pitched squeak of delight, but she does her best, back legs splaying out with a little slip of hooves across the futon as she tries to remind herself not to buck upwards too much. What if she broke his nose???]
I- I can move more here than on the couch thing, so just- W- Watch out for my right leg... ! Sometimes I can't... control it...
[It tended to kick when she was feeling good and not stopped from moving by the solid back of a sturdy couch in your reading teacher's apartment, twitching even then as she whimpers happily to the tune of of his tongue.]
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With a smile, Atsushi spreads out her folds with his fingers and runs his tongue over her clit as he presses the tip of one finger inside her gently. She'd liked having her clit played with last time, he remembers. He takes care to remember these things about his partners.]
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Though she does do her best not to, doesn't want to ruin the mood (or hurt him!) by kicking him in the face or something, her back hoof is twitching... particularly once his tongue finds where she's most eager for touch. His memory definitely was accurate- considering who they normally partnered with, there was a reason female jinba had such sensitive clitorises that their bodies were all too quick to expose... and Konoha definitely didn't seem to have a complaint, letting out a happy moan as she struggles to keep herself up, elbows shaking.]
Sens- Atsushi...
[Actually... she brought the futon, it's fine, she's going down, her voice muffled in her arms as her more human half squirms between her forelegs to try and get the energy out in a non-kicking manner. (Though her tail does swat against the side of his face.)]
Tease me more...
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Mmhm.
[Anything you ask for, Konoha. He switches to short flicks of tongue over her clit rather than the longer, slower licks he'd been using, and shallowly thrusts his finger in and out of her.]
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His efforts are rewarded in the basest of ways, her inhumanly hot insides welcoming his fingers easily, the weight of her equine half rocking side to side to add to the friction and try to rub against his tongue in a way that didn't endanger his nasal bone.]
Mmm, like that-
[She nuzzles aggressively into the cradle of her own arms for a moment, opening her mouth to beg for more touch before she's reminded that the one thing she disliked about being with humans was how far away they seemed at times, he couldn't reach, that's right- So she does it herself, shifting her upper half to slip an arm down and grope a breast in her hand, flicking her thumb over a nipple at the same pace as his tongue.]
Atsushi's really... really good at- at mouth things, too-
[Actually, she'd wager... better than her probably.]
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[That would be 'thank you' if he weren't busy.
He would love to give her more touch if he could reach, sorry :< But he'll add a second finger to try and make up for it, scissoring the two apart inside her as he continues the motions of his tongue.]
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Konoha picks up the slack caused by disparate body shapes, panting soft and quick into the crook of her elbow as she lifts her croup just slightly with an awkward splay of back legs and a stretch of fore, hooves threatening to slip on the mattress. It's enough to lift her belly off the floor and let her rock into the sensation a bit better, head stuffed with heat and memories of their last, Ainfeil-fueled coupling. Oh, but she wanted to see his face, too... But also-]
I want to- I want to come, too...
[She had no doubt he'd let her. Make her. But still, her long black tail shudders, draping over the back of his head like a veil as she whines softly almost as if begging for his encouragement to do so, the taste of his seed still heavy in her mouth as a surge of musk and slick rises to coat fingers and tongue.]
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You can see his face after you make him a mess.]
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But right now, she can't care. It feels good, Gonta was out there with someone else feeling good now, too, and they'd reclaim each other later, and Atsushi was so attentive she could almost hear the encouragement she asked for in the way he so eagerly pursued her arousal-
And the hummingbird flutter of vibration across her sensitive clit makes her back legs quake, the one she'd warned about even stutters into a kick, but thanks to how she's angled her legs... thankfully into the mattress and not his head. The first cry is muffled in her arm, she pinches at the nipple in her other hand to accompany the sparks of pleasure stoked by his tongue, her messy cunt clamps around his fingers... as she tips over that peak, moaning with a final surge of wet and writhe.]
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