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open nsfw post ♡ it's thirst o'clock
BASICALLY: plurk memes except in rp - my character (or yours!) walks in to the other masturbating. how do they react?
That's the scenario, I got nothing else to say except choose a character, give me a set up (or make me write one) and profit.....
Feel free to add any kinks as you see fit, I do love photography/video taping and voyeurism but come at me with your wild masturbation kinks. If you have questions just hmu on plurk or discord, come at me.
That's the scenario, I got nothing else to say except choose a character, give me a set up (or make me write one) and profit.....
Feel free to add any kinks as you see fit, I do love photography/video taping and voyeurism but come at me with your wild masturbation kinks. If you have questions just hmu on plurk or discord, come at me.
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Not that she can argue that point when she's too distracted, not to mention that she's kind of having fun herself in a way that she doesn't really want him to stop.
Especially given how he's now touching her directly, making her stomach flip with anticipation as she presses herself into the touch, arching her back in an obvious desperation for more of what he's giving her, no longer hiding how loud and high pitched her moans are.
Toes curl into the fabric of the mattress slightly before she goes on ahead to slide her fingers back into his hair, tugging at it slightly to encourage him even more. ]
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aside from, you know, its actual purpose but ssssshThat reaction pulls his lips back into a little grin before he continues, more than happy to oblige her if it'll get him more of that.
He finally takes her other nipple into his mouth, lightly sucking on it before swirling his tongue around it. The hand that occupies the other one works to apply some gentle pressure, lightly pinching and tugging. It wouldn't do to give one less attention than the other, after all.]
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But if he wants more of that, he'll be getting it in spades, given that she seems to tremble and moan even louder than before, her voice slightly shaky.
His touch is warm and comforting and enough to make the hand tangled in his hair tug a little more; not too roughly, but enough to show him that he can stay close to her. ]
You can go lower, Rean...
[ She sounds pretty desperate, although Inaba honestly wouldn't mind if he stayed here, either. ]
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To her suggestion of going lower, he almost goes along with it, sliding his hand down her side before stopping at her waist. Yes, he could do that, but did she not say earlier she'd do whatever he asked? It's not wrong for him to take her up on that, is it? This should be a mutual exchange, after all.]
...I can. [He only barely pulls away from her breast to breathe the response.] There's more you can do, too, you know.
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[ She puffs her cheeks a little indignantly, burrowing her brow as she somehow manages to even out her voice into something resembling her normal pitch before letting out a shaky breath in an attempt to compose herself.
Fixing her gaze onto his, she slides her hands onto his shoulders, not doing anything else just yet, just simply dipping her head close to his ear to whisper, low and syrupy. ]
But in that case... tell me what to do.
[ Is she asking because she doesn't know what to do or is it because Inaba wants to toss his words back at him and tease a little bit in return, who knows. ]
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[No he's not.
He shivers a little feeling her breath on his ear, and while a part of him is cursing her for teasing him back, the rest of him is pretty sure he deserves this. Still, he responds in his own low whisper, his voice betraying a bit of his own desperation.]
Take off whatever you want, do whatever you want. But you know exactly what you did to me...
[And to that point, he shifts his hips a little closer so she absolutely cannot miss how painfully hard he is, his pants already undone from before and his cock only barely contained by his underwear.]
And you owe it to me to at least take care of that a bit, don't you? If I'm moving lower on you.
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Although hearing him tell her to do whatever she wants... It's giving her too much power. But he is right about it being her fault in some ways, especially when she can actually see it through his boxers.
Hm.
Maybe she can tease him a little more. ]
Mm, okay...
[ And as she says that words she places the flat of her hand on his chest, trailing her hand down, agonizingly slow before she dips to where his boxers are, running her fingers atop of the fabric there before her lips catch the skin of his neck, peppering kisses there and trying to gauge his reaction. ]
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But if she's teasing him, he can tease right back. She wanted him to go lower, right? So he will, down to the small strip of skin exposed between her thigh-highs and the end of her skirt, running calloused fingers lightly against her inner thigh.]
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She has to catch herself for a moment in surprise as she feels his fingertips dip towards her inner thigh, feeling warm tingles across her skin even if she's aware it isn't enough. Although in spite of that being the case, she can't help but make needy noises, although it's definitely a bit suppressed compared to before.
When she does catch herself, however, she presses her lips again on the hollow of his neck before pulling away for a second and then intentionally diving back in to purposely graze her teeth on the skin there, wanting to mark him as she continues to brush her fingers up and down the fabric of his underwear, opting to not touch him directly. ]
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[The feeling of her teeth on his neck, in combination with finally getting some attention again, is enough to make Rean cry out a little louder than he intended.]
I-Inaba...
[He's trying so, so hard to hold himself back from just rocking his hips into her hand, fabric in the way or not.
To reward those efforts, he'll move his fingers up a little closer himself, to where the side of his fingers lightly brushes the fabric of her panties as he teases her inner thigh that much further.]
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In fact, it's enough to lift her lips away from it for a moment when he calls out her name, curving into a mischievous grin, even as her hips rock into the touch. She's already aching for more and it shows in the way her voice trembles with an almost syrupy desperation, even if her words aren't about her. ]
Do you like that? [ As she speaks, one hand roams idly around the fabric of his boxers, the other sliding up to the hem of whatever shirt he's wearing, wanting to peel it off of him. ] You know you don't have to hold yourself back for me.
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[He practically hisses the word with need, unable to keep himself from rocking against her at least a little. A silent, desperate plea for more.
He's just wearing a simple white button-down, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. She's more than welcome to remove it.]
Y-you know it goes both ways, right...?
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And who said I was holding back?
[ She's smirking just a little bit, keeping her voice low so that only he can hear. ]
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You've been trying not to moan like you really want to. I can hear it.
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S- Shut up! It's embarrassing, since I make weird noises...
[ Pot, meet kettle. ]
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You make very nice noises.
[It's a gentle, but earnest, correction, before he leans down to kiss her.]
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Well, it's less admiring and more 'what the fuck happened' but he immediately distracts her by saying that the noises she makes are nice and that's honestly enough to fluster her.
Even more so when he kisses her, only for her to make even more noises at the kiss, eager and wanting. Sorry, she is absolutely distracted now. ]
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He keeps that kiss up for a while, too distracted himself to keep up with his exploratory touching, but eventually pulls back for air, panting heavily between parted lips. He manages a little almost-smirk as he looks down at her.]
...Like those.
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[ Inaba finds herself pouting a little bit as she stays close, her hand hovering right over his boxers without touching him any further. ]
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But I can stop, for now.
[And to illustrate that point, he presses his fingers up against the fabric of her panties, stroking small circles with a light pressure.]
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For now...?
[ That means he is going to do more later, rude. Although she can't think much on it when he presses his fingers there, putting enough pressure on it to make her breath catch and lean into the touch with a soft noise, het hips rocking a bit to feel more. ]
Nn...
[ If he's going to do that, then she just needs to do the same, right? Just roam her fingers atop his boxers without touching him directly. Bullying is nice. ]
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I'm not going to make any promises I'm not sure I can keep— mm...
[She earns a little groan of pleasure in response as he in turn rocks his own hips against her hand. Even he can't complain about the bullying... sure, it's not exactly what he wants, but attention is attention.
Besides, there are ways he can get what he wants. He just has to indulge her a little, and it's not like he minds doing that.
He moves his fingers off to the side of her panties, tugging the fabric to the side to actually allow him access to her. He wastes no time from there pressing his fingers against her once more, now directly against her warmth.]
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Of course, doing that is a bit of a distraction for herself as she makes a soft noise she attempts to muffle by pressing her lips against the groove of his neck that meets his shoulder, hips rocking a bit. But now that he's touching her directly, he'll definitely be able to see just how turned on she is by him just by touch alone.
And the answer is "quite a bit". ]
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...Goddess. Hard to believe I've gotten you like this.
[It's not a bad thing, though – more said in quiet awe. With that said, though, he continues his previous motions, massaging soft circles into her and trailing his fingers up and down her folds, mapping out this uncharted territory. Figuring out which places draw out more of those precious noises, which places make her melt under his touch.]
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make her like this; after all, not only was she watching him earlier, he was also teasing her on purpose, too.
As he continues to touch her, however, he does seem to easily find where she's sensitive as she cries out for him, even as she tries to obscure it.
Between shaky breaths, she manages to finally say something, bringing a hand to his shoulder to latch onto him, nails digging slightly into his shoulder. ]
Reeeean. . . I want more than just this.
[ It comes off as a bit of a needy whine knowing full well that she has to satisfy him too but is feeling a little greedy to care. ]
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