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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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Mm...
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...her mouth is not actually that useless for this kind of kissing, it turns out. not as suited to it as human lips, but after an awkward fumble or two she figures out how to match him instead of just nosing at his mouth. ]
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He does pull back after a bit, only to press more kisses to her cheeks. Mwa.]
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...her cheeks actually turn out to be the edges of her mouth. it goes far back, most of it hidden under the fluff. ]
You know how to spoil someone...
[ attempted cheek kisses give her an opportunity to nuzzle into his hair, though, and... why not. she kitten-licks the spot right in front of his ear. it isn't as raspy as an actual cat's tongue would be, but there's a little texture to it. ]
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I aim to please.
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You do a good job of that.
[ rearranging herself so she's curled around his side, tail wrapping around behind him and her front paws still hooked primly over his leg. ]
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Cute...
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Ah— careful with the ribbon, please, it wouldn't be good if it came off...
[ there is a little part of her that quite vocally says otherwise. that little part of her can get bent. ]
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[ how does she even put it. what magic is here seems pretty different... ]
...fascinates people, sometimes? But I don't have the best control over that, so the ribbon is a safety measure.
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iris.exe has crashed ]
... Uncomfortable isn't... exactly...
[ the tip of her tail is twitching, and she's started kneading at his leg again. ]
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I mean... is it alright to say I think that'd be really hot?
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Yyyes? I—
[ oh for fuck's sake. get it together ]
...excuse me. I'm, um, similarly minded, but I wasn't expecting someone else to want...
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[Slowly, carefully, he reaches to undo her ribbon and pull it off her neck, if she'll let him.]
Tell me what you need, Iris.
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Wait, wait— your limits, to start with?!
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Uhh, nothing involving anyone outside of this room, toilet stuff... Other than that you can totally have your way with me.
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she lets go of his hand, slides her paws back to settle on his shoulders instead. ]
... I think I may do just that, then. ...Take this off, please.
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I'm at your command.
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it doesn't feel like hypnosis, exactly. just a narrowing of his focus to Iris and his own desires, and sort of pleasantly loose-limbed feeling like he's been drinking.
she blinks at him slowly, and then says cautiously: ]
Take your shirt off for me, to start with.
[ —that buzz is significantly less background noise when she actually speaks though, wow. he can feel that right down to his bones. ]
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He gladly pulls off his vest, then his shirt, dropping both on the floor carelessly. Normally he might be concerned about wrinkles, but right now the important thing is doing what Iris suggests.]
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[ she leans in to nuzzle and then lick at his neck, working her way down to his collarbone as she puts one paw on his stomach. ]
What sort of things do you like in bed, Dazai?
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I like to be praised... oh, but it's nice if you call me a slut as long as you call me a good slut. And I like to go down on people.
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