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monsterfucking meme

Monsters come in all shapes and sizes. Some more humanoid than others. But even the ones that are furthest from human shape deserve love, right? They can be sexy too, in their own way.
Post your character. Note their monstrous traits (monster AUs more than welcome!) Reply to others. Get busy.
I'm not here to police how monstrous is monstrous enough, everybody just be chill and have fun.

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You don't seem the type, but I'm sure you can understand why I'm careful.
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-But, you know, if you just said no outright, I'd let that be it and we could talk about books instead or you could just leave. You haven't said that yet.
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-- It's not every day someone actually likes the way I look. [ In fact, it's never. Zero days in seven years. ]
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Maybe we could start with an easy one. Can I kiss you, please?
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.......I guess so.
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Her lips are soft, especially compared to his, and she's warm and eager. If his face scratches hers at all, it doesn't deter her even a single bit.]
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since CRAU. And that means, while he's hesitant because he doesn't know this girl, he's not as cold a fish as he might be. He is gentle, because he really doesn't like hurting people with his touch even if she's okay with it. Not escalating or pressing but. Responsive, if shy and unsure. ][ His stone skin is warm, person-temperature except stone, and smooth like it's been river-tumbled except for a bit of an edge where the pebbles meet. Just don't get cut by his hair or surprise him into moving suddenly and the chance of injury isn't huge. ]
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Frankly she was kind of expecting his lips to be rougher, so this is already better than anticipated.]
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When she speaks, she's still close enough to feel her breath on his skin.]
Good so far?
[She thinks so, but it's good to check in. She'd want to make sure he was enjoying himself even if this wasn't the first time in who knows how long.]
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[ There now, she had her fun, he should back off. Should, but isn't. ]
That didn't hurt? [ He looks skeptical. ]
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[Her fun's only just beginning, silly.]
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[ ........the slightest nod. (Wait, did he really just--?) ]
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[ Finally his hands settle at her waist, overly gentle (this is a safe enough place, right???). His response to her kiss is hesitant, but not without warmth. Or interest. ]
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Her thumb strokes over his cheek gently as she melts even more into the kiss.]
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[ Evangeline has been very clear about her interest (overly so, his ridiculous brain supplies, he can't condone that can he?) and it makes him nervous, but also she isn't using him like some toy or whatever so it's not easy to decide what to do. While his mind grapples for purchase, his body very, very gently pulls her closer against him. ]
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Evangeline breaks the kiss, instead pressing her lips to the tip of one pointed ear. She knows those are sensitive on some people with similarly shaped ears, and she'd very much like to make him blush even more.]
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[ He shivers when she kisses his ear, his exhale shaky and his ear flicking toward her embarrassingly. The tips of his ears are indeed more sensitive, along with a number of other places he'd never name aloud no matter how innocent they are. The analytical part of his brain is curious how many others similar to him she's approached. ]
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[ He's fairly still himself as a matter of fact, just hoping he doesn't twitch the wrong way and cut her on his sharp hair or on the less-rounded places where the darker bunches of pebbles meet flat slate. But he's struggling to focus, so there's that, and there's also the fact that his breathing is noticeably more winded. Not quite ready to stop mentally protesting, but getting there fast. ]
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She sucks the tip of his ear into her mouth while rubbing the other ear with her fingers. Evangeline hums, clearly enjoying herself greatly while he's struggling to keep still and calm.]
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[ His eyes flutter closed and his thoughts slip through all attempts to grasp them tight. Distantly, he recognizes that as probably inadvisable, but the rest of him? Tells his overly logical brain to shut up. ]
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[And how much he'll react to feeling good, like he is now. She tugs lightly on his earlobe with her teeth.]
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[ So, okay. He doesn't want to fight her on this, evidently. Even the assertion that he's "cute", which. Clearly isn't accurate, but. Fine. He's too busy trying to control his breathing to argue. He doesn't even mind how loud her voice is like this (touch is diminished, but his hearing is better than a normal human's), though his hear does flicker again. Aside from that, he just stays right where he is, holding onto the bookcase for deal life, which he assumes she'll take as permission. She'd not be wrong about that. ]
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