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( nsfw ) the final smutty call me out of 2016!

It's almost the end of the year, so it's time to get down and dirty with — something that surprises nobody — a call me out meme! The deal is pretty simple, as always: you want to roleplay with me? Cool. Just choose a muse listed below (or, perhaps, ask for someone else as I'm kind of picky with smut) or perhaps allow me to choose via RNG, character preferences, whatever, choose a scenario and either leave a starter or leave the start up to me. Your choice. ♥

Now then, your choice cast for today are the following—

Character you want to smut with not on here and you find them on my muselist? Feel free to ask if they're available!
If you're stuck on a prompt and would like to play something out, feel free to peruse any of these - but please don't feel limited to playing just this - if you wish:

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[Pleasure spikes briefly and he jerks his head back, breaking the kiss. That. He leans back in, his arms winding up around his older self's neck. Weird as that felt he wants it again.

His mouth is open and he digs his fingers into his back, begging for it without words. Any kind of affection from someone who cares. Someone that won't throw him away.]

[ He wouldn't throw him away. No matter what kind of decision Hinata made, he would never do something as horrible as that. So he accepts it all, allowing himself to bring wrap and arm around the small of his back, running his fingers up and down soothingly as he brings his lips near the nape of his younger self's neck, breathing against it as he speaks in a low whisper. ]

Let me have you. I want to make you feel good, Hinata.

[He should be concerned with how much he wants this. But after finding out the results of his own life. He's not sure he cares about the society rules. His breath catches in his throat. He'd been asked. A moment passes before he whispers.]

Y-you can. Because I...I want to stay. [He doesn't want to die or be torn apart. The questions are crowding inside his head but he shuts them all down.]

...I might decide differently after but, for now. I want to stay.

If you want to stay, you can. You can stay with us, Hinata.

[ He can't help but shove his pants out of the way along with his boxers before leaning in to press a kiss onto his neck. ]

H-hajime. Call me Hajime. It feels weird to be referred to by our family name when we're the same person.

Sort of. [His breath leaves him in a rush as he tips his head to the side to give Hinata more skin to kiss. His boxers are on the floor. It feels strange to be so exposed. Instead of letting his doubts get their grip he's tracing his hands up Hinata's back. His counterpart is built like a fencer in comparison. It's like comparing a kitten to a tiger. Some part of him is thrilled at the idea he could be this.

But not at the price.]

Mm... alright.

[ Hinata can't help but smirk a little bit, wanting to tease his counterpart and he continues to nip at the side of the boy's neck, teeth grazing the skin as his kisses go up the side to where his lips brush near his ear, his voice low. ]

Hajime. You really are cute like this.

[He stops thinking when teeth graze his skin and send tingles down his spine. His own voice can sound like that? He needs to return the favor somehow. He rakes his fingers down the well-muscled back with a whine he is too embarrassed to admit is his.

He never thought he'd be turned on by someone's voice but the way the words had been framed. It's like he's special. Precious. He buries his face against Hinata's neck with a ragged gasp.]

N-not cute.

Edited 2017-01-25 09:32 (UTC)

You're not very convincing when you're stuttering, Hajime.

[ He can't help but laugh a little, but it's not demeaning; rather it's light and airy, unlike the laughs of those high school students back in Kodaka that taunted him, bullied him. Hinata decides to run his fingers through his younger counterpart's hair, wanting to feel what the ahoge's like from a different perspective. ]

Should I have said that you were- [ He places his free hand on the chest of his younger self. It's strange, but it's nice to see how well built he is in general, with that 91cm of his. ] -handsome instead?

[ Fingertips run down the skin, all the way down until he reaches to wrap his fingers around the length. ]

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