nsfw ★ the thirst continues, but this time kinkier

[moes]

Okay, so: I have a few prompts in mind that I would like to play out, feel free to mix/match or whatever, I literally could care less. I'm having this separate from my thirst catch-all post that I threw up because this has a lot more content warnings, not to mention this is a lot more specific.

Feel free to choose a character of mine - within reason, of course - and choose a scenario and pretty much have at it! In terms of kinks, I'm pretty good with most things except for bathroom stuff, but if you're not sure, feel free to message me here or on my plurk (endlesseight)!

OPTION I. (cw: tentacle monsters)

[ You're a hero of some sort. Or at least, someone who cares enough that when they see a damsel in distress, they're not going to ignore her. Especially when that damsel seems to be groped and completely violated by tentacles, her clothes utterly torn. She seems to be crying for help, too -- loud enough for you to hear.

Of course you're going to save her, right?

There's no way that you're just going to leave her be like that.

Spoilers, though: the tentacle monster is actually the girl. This is just a lure to get you into its trap. ]

OPTION II. (cw: bdsm, dub/noncon)

[ Welcome to the dungeon.

You have two options within this one:

A) You are the owner of this dungeon -- whether you're a king, queen, someone of high ranking, or just something else entirely different and you've managed to capture a monster. Maybe they're an actual monster or perhaps they're in the guise of a human being. Who knows. Nevertheless, they're tied up and bound, not to mention that they're wearing absolutely nothing at this point.

Time for the punishment.

B) You are the captive. Basically, the reverse of the first one. The prompt's pretty much the same, though.

Everything you have is at your disposal, too, so go wild. ]

OPTION III. (cw: hypnotism, dub/noncon, potential for body mods)

[ You are either the victim or the one doing the hypnotizing, so pick your poison. As for the prompt itself:

If you are the victim, you have found yourself ushered into a place - an empty classroom, a doctor's office - by the suggestion of a teacher and are now going to be subjected to hypnosis. It's good for you. It'll help with your stress. Whatever excuse would suit your character.

If you are the hypnotizer, you are now the owner of a brand new phone application that advertises that it can do anything to anyone just as long as you've snapped a photo of them! Once you've had that shot, you can make the person do pretty much whatever you want. And perhaps as a bonus, since this is your very first time, you can even modify the person's body to your liking! Want them to have big breasts? Sure. Lewd outfits? Go right on ahead. Anything else? Why the hell not. It's all pretty much fair game now that you're in control. ]

OPTION IV.

[ You find yourself facing a mirror with another person. In that mirror, you see yourself and your partner doing a sexual act - pick your poison - and you realize something is completely off. It feels like it's supposed to be a memory of sorts, but you don't recall doing the act at all. But as the 'memory' plays, the more you'll wind up needing the other person to actually screw you.

So go ahead and do it.

Once you do it, however, the memory will soon become reality.

Alternatively, for this option, you can have them sucked into the memory mid-fuck and finish the fuck. I literally don't give a fuck. ]

Comments

[deusexhormones]

... Oh, oops, my mistake.

[ Interesting.

Interesting... He laughs it off, letting her back on his arm and then glancing back down at the phone to better see if he got any sort of new update about this. He didn't, so it just took a while to interpret, probably? Either way, the end result is actually kind of amazing. See through Sailor. He waits for her to get back, and once she does, allows her back the space on his arm. He hums, and says, ]

Yeah, yeah! Onward towards the pool, then!

[ Assuming he didn't get distracted beforehand...? Hell, her body was amazing to look at now. It's really a moe aesthetic. Hmm. Hmm, actually... ]

Hey, Sakura. I said you were in my dreams, was I in yours?

[imaginenumbers]

Huh? [She walks side by side with him in the direction towards the pool, but when he asks that question, her feet stop for a second, if only because her face is turning red and she can't look at him straight in the eye.] That's... [A little frantic, her grip on him tightens a little before she finally answers, slightly timid:] Yes. You were.

[deusexhormones]

Oh yeah?

[ The implication there being that she ought to elaborate on that! But... internally he's pleased. So it did work? Or at least she was convinced it did. That's awesome. That's ... God this -

Her breasts are so distracting in so many ways. His own throat feels dry for a minute but he thinks better of saying anything else, instead just looking down at her. ]

[imaginenumbers]

I... didn't want to say anything earlier so I pretended that the dreams didn't happen. I'm sorry. [She sounds a little apologetic, but she doesn't elaborate not yet.] I didn't want you to think that I was a strange, dirty girl for having dreams with you in it.

[deusexhormones]

[ you know, even if he know this was coming, even if he caused it... hearing some cute-hot girl saying it while she hangs off your arm with her huge breasts pressed up against you is really something else entirely. His cheeks color, and he grunts a little before responding, ]

Yeah, it's... fine. I mean, I'm curious! But that's cool you've been thinking of me before we met.

[ Dreams with him in it... ]

[imaginenumbers]

You think so? [...] Um, I'd rather not talk about this in public, but I can tell you about those dreams later. [She's still a little conservative.] If you really want to hear them.

[deusexhormones]

Yeah, I'd love to hear about it.

[ . . . In fact - In fact. He makes a pointed turn at their next cross-street as he somewhat boldly declares, ]

Well, that settles it! Let's rent a room for a day at hotel.

[ ... Apparently, he doesn't know shame or he just wanted to hear about it that much??? ]

[imaginenumbers]

[....oh. That's definitely a surprise, but not an unwelcome one. Although him making that bold proclamation was definitely something and almost causes her to shrink a bit behind him.] Ah... okay. [She certainly won't refuse him, to say the least.]

[deusexhormones]

Yeah, you don't have any objections, right?

[ Of course as he's going he... well, he isn't bringing them to a love hotel, despite the proclamation. He's being harder on his wallet and more practical for the purposes of the pool he mentioned. So he's actually taking them to get a particularly cheap room at a cheap hotel which did have at least some sort of a pool there.

Who knows if that's a matter of him being pure or obtuse? Either way, his bravado does carry through here, provided there's no road bumps or anything in this plan, they will have the key to the room and then eventually into said room (one bed) booked out for the day and into tomorrow morning within thirty minutes, tops. ]

[imaginenumbers]

I don't. [Of course she wouldn't. Not when she's in love with him. She can't possibly say no. Although she's pretty surprised at the hotel he chooses, it's not a bad thing at all in the slightest bit. Besides, there's a pool here, so that's a plus. Once they're inside the room, Sakura finally lets go of him to sit on the edge of the bed, sighing in relief now that they're away from the public eye.] You said you wanted to hear it, right? Can you promise me not to think that I'm a strange girl...?

[deusexhormones]

[ Oh wow, she's right to the point! He can't say he dislikes that, but of course he wouldn't, right? All the fiddling he's done before now sort of has built up to this. He considers some other edits he could make, but thinks better of it, instead just setting his phone down on the small desk in here, sitting in the desk chair, and leaning towards her on the bed with a nod ]

I'm a pretty strange guy anyway according to normal standards, even if those are just boring anyway. So of course I promise!

[imaginenumbers]

Good. If you break that promise, Suzumiya-san, I won't forgive you.

[Sakura's smiling, but there's something behind that smile that practically screams danger.]

But... I had a dream that you and I were having sex together.

[That's rather straightforward. Maybe too straightforward.]

[deusexhormones]

[ . . . He's not sure quite what to make of either of those - the threat behind the smile, or the fact that she just came out and said it? Or maybe that he on some level expected more of it than just the basic fact of it. But perhaps his inexperience is showing - his eyes widen and his cheeks color and he nods ]

-! Oh, that's cool! Like a premonition!

[imaginenumbers]

[To be fair, there was probably a lot more to the dream but she's leaving out a lot of the detail to it, if only because thinking about it is already almost too much for her to bear.] A premonition...? You mean, you're actually going to do it?

[deusexhormones]

[ - Crap. Uh. ]

... I mean.

[ . . . You know what, let's just try for the direct route? He blushes fiercely, not able to really meet her gaze perfectly, but he nods all the same and, ]

If you wanna, yeah.

[imaginenumbers]

I... [She swallows hard, her cheeks also brightening as she then lifts her skirt for him, slightly embarrassed.] I've been like this the whole time. [Her panties are already soaked as he can probably tell if he's paying close enough attention.] I wanted to masturbate this morning, but I didn't want nii-san to bother me in my room if I did, so my body's been aching to get screwed.

[deusexhormones]

[ To get screwed... He nods a little, and perhaps because he does want to keep the power close at hand, he does pick up the phone. Still for her to pick that language... he hums to himself with some pleasure and breaks the distance between them, getting up onto the bed. He swallows and... ]

So should I even bother would foreplay?

[ . . . Maybe he was trying to be a bit macho. ]

[imaginenumbers]

You don't have to... but only if you want to. [She doesn't want to force him to immediately go onto screwing her if he's not prepared for it.] If you want me to pleasure you as well, first, I'm willing to do it.

[deusexhormones]

[ He's... he's called out here. He's very called out because he's at a weird crossroads where some part of him always knew it was headed to this, but the script he had in his mind (somehow moved at a different pace. But he's been getting turned on by her this whole time too. Now on the bed next to her, in shifting his legs it is obvious that he's gotten a physiological reaction of his own. But ... should he play around more? Should he-

... All of the should, could, would. That's all nonsense. He's sure he can handle this! After all, he's him. And as such, more to steel his own nerves than anything else, he pats the top of her head. ]

Well, we've got all of the the next while to play around every which way! [ God he hopes that doesn't sound stupid. ] But if you gotta get screwed, I can't exactly refuse, can I?

[ . . . Nailed it. And in fact to seal the deal here, the hand from her head shifts down to go to his pants, so that he might better unbuckle and then remove them, to better expose his boxers and then, eventually, his mostly erect cock. Yes, this is the right choice. He's pretty sure. ]

[imaginenumbers]

I appreciate it. [She really does as she finally reaches to take off her panties herself before tossing it away, laying down on the bed with her legs spread wide for him.] Go ahead and take me. [And she smiles.]

[deusexhormones]

[ . . . You know, this girl's rapidly becoming one of the most awesome girls he's ever encountered. She's become the oppai loli aesthetic. She's got this see through uniform on here and she's all over him. There's a mysterious air about the parts of her he doesn't control. And while the phone next to them he considered going to in order to change some settings to make sure it was okay to do this raw (because he didn't have condoms...) but.

Here she was, just going for it, without that?

And so he grins as he gets the boxers down and exposes his cock. In proportion with the rest of his body, it's actually pretty big. But to meet with her, he smiles, gets up to her, and with one hand bracing at her side, the other helps position himself so he might - well. Thrust on in. ]

You got it, Sakura. Here- I go!

[ Which he'll make his initial movement at, with a forceful but deliberate movement. ]

[imaginenumbers]

[The moment he says those words is the same exact moment she finds herself moaning against him. But what he'll probably find is that it's actually quite easy for him to fit himself inside of her.] H- How is it...

[deusexhormones]

Sur---[ prising- but no- ] It's inviting, I'd-- say!

[ Inviting. That might be a weird way to put it, but he can't come up with another way to put it. The haphazard and crude way he has mounted her and trust on inside of her, the cheeks color a little bit more even as he starts to set a pace. He's actually a little bit surprised that he fits both snug but...

Easy. ]

[imaginenumbers]

You think so? [Her voice sounds a little surprised, but it's definitely the truth, if only because she isn't a virgin in the slightest bit. Although she does moan with each movement of his hips, her body trembling and squeezes against him.]

You know I don't know what happened there, I think I might've just passed out in the middle of it

[deusexhormones]

Oh I-- I promise you!

[ That wording wasn't like him, but there was some part of him which wants to reassure the girl. After all, she was molded towards a more perfect specimen for his benefit, so it only seemed right to do so...? Though there was a thought in the corner of his mind that any possible mistake he made could probably be mitigated by that hypnosis app...? Yeah.

Basically, in his own mind, he was being kind for her.

That said, it does embarrass him to say that. He sort of trails off after that, going in to his own moans as he presses himself into her more, feeling the movement of her breasts against him through the material of that see-through uniform and his own top. His arms move up her sides, getting a feel for their tremendous height difference and the general shape of her body. All the while though, his hips continue to work in her. ]