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memeslut ([personal profile] memeslut) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-07-13 08:43 pm

Extreme Kink Meme!

THE EXTREME KINK MEME


HOW TO PLAY:
- Post with your character/canon in the subject line. Be sure to include preferences in either the subject line or comment, detailing what you are or are not interested in playing.
- Tag other people by hitting up the RNG, rolling to pick a category and then a relevant prompt below.
- There will be absolutely no kink-shaming. Do not tag a player with a kink they've said they don't like. No abuse or harassment (unless it's the sexy IC kind) is tolerated.
- This meme is guaranteed to include triggers, squicks, and adult times. Be conscientious of yourself and of your fellow roleplayers.

DOMINANCE (1)
1. Forced orgasm/orgasm denial - Maybe making your partner beg for it. Maybe making them beg you to stop.
2. Breathplay - When you control even how they breathe.
3. Sensory deprivation - So they perceive nothing but your touch.
4. Dub-con - Whether they like it or not.
5. Non-con - They definitely don’t like it. You don’t care.
6. Somnophilia - While you were sleeping...
7. Fisting - Inside them past the wrist.
8. Mind Control - Congratulations: you have powers of hypnosis, or telepathy. All the better to subdue your partner.
9. Master/slave or master/pet dynamics - You own them, and everything they are.
10. Piercings/tattoos/branding/scarification - Leaving a permanent mark.
11. Humiliation - Someone deserves to be taken down a peg or two.
12. Aftercare - You’ve exhausted them. Time to bathe, cuddle, and put them back together again.


GENDERPLAY (2)
1. Forced feminization/masculinization - Who’s a good little girl?
2. Pegging/Femdom - because guys aren’t the only ones who can bend someone over a desk and fuck ‘em.
3. Breast expansion - Hmm, let’s make a few adjustments here...
4. Pregnancy, fertilization, breeding - You just can’t wait to have a child.
5. Human cattle/livestock - Milking, feeding, mucking ‘em out.
6. Bimbo/slut transformation - They only exist to fuck. Preferably to fuck you.


VIOLENCE (3)
1. Bloodplay - Mmmm. Tastes like pennies.
2. Vore - Who’s hungry?
3. Mutilation - including castration, amputation, evisceration


ANATOMY (4)
1. Watersports - A golden shower.
2. Xenophilia, tentacles - Maybe you’re a little too fond of alien anatomy. Or maybe aliens are a little too fond of you...
3. Inflation - You’ve taken so much that you’re swollen.
4. Sounding - Slide it right down the center of his cock.
5. Medical kink - Oh, doctor, I have a terrible problem...
6. Enemas - To clean you out everywhere.
7. Extreme size difference - possibly even anatomically impossible sex
8. Multiple penetration - As many as you can take.


AGEPLAY (5)
1. Age difference - May-December
2. Extreme age difference - ...February-December?
3. Underage sex - They might not know what they’re doing, but they’ll try.
4. Virginity - Time to deflower one partner or another.


OTHER (6)
1. Fucking machines - When human stamina just isn’t enough
2. Ritualistic sex - a religious sacrifice, a cult demand.
3. Gangbang - They’re all here, and they all want you.
4. Multiple - Pick two of the above.
5. Multiple multiple - pick 3-5 of the above.
6. Challenge - Include 5+ of the above.
7. Wild card - Don’t like any of the options? Come up with your own!

(Shamelessly yanked from [community profile] treebizarre)
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Envious)

« Loki Laufeyson • MCU • OTA »

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-15 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
No's:
1: 7
2: 3, 5
4: 3, 4, 6
6: 1

Everything else is fine~
Edited 2012-07-15 00:54 (UTC)
makeitachallenge: (Discussion)

6.2 because we're going to hell anyway for playing with deities

[personal profile] makeitachallenge 2012-07-15 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Thor has never been terribly interested in Loki's forays into magic - sometimes they're useful for playing pranks or for sneaking into the kitchens after dark for sweets, but for the most part it's dreadfully boring. Nothing at all like battle - all silence or even worse, chanting, and the stories behind them simply aren't as good at getting Thor's blood humming as war tales are.

But Loki's asked for his help, and it's...the most bizarre offer Thor has possibly ever heard from his brother. In fact, Thor truly doesn't know anything more than what Loki has requested thus far - to come to a specific cave just outside Asgard's walls, wearing no battle armor and to come alone no matter what lies he had to tell to leave his friends behind. Something about needing another body for his spell-casting, and Thor had balked but there was an embarassed reluctance, a strange way of shattering in Loki's face when he'd asked and been rejected initially that had caused Thor to agree.

He's currently striding proudly into the dankness of the cave they've explored before, as younger children playing at war and house and all manner of make-believe. There's still an eerie stillness and potential to the air - Thor is not sensitive to magic but he's aware of the slight clinging to his skin and mind that marks its presence here. "Loki! I can feel you beginning whatever mischief you've in mind for today already." Loki's further up the mouth of this tunnel, lost to him in sight for the moment, but his brother's sorcery clearly marks his territory.
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Vulnerability)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-15 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Loki paces and fidgets in this cave as he waits, halting in his movements at the slightest sound or reoccurring notion to call the ritual off, to abandon the cave and return to the castle, to tell Thor to forget everything.

He moves nervously about the dark space, lit and warmed by a mass of candles freckled about the rocky interior, slowly congregating around a large circle on the ground decorated in ancient runes. He wanders over to the farthest side, staring lost down at sacred artifacts and special offerings laid out for Freyja about five feet off from the circle. This time, he is nearing success at convincing himself, re-weighing the losses he will face in favour of dignity for not just himself.

He is not a natural-born warrior, and this is all he can do to assure his place amonst the Aesir...and as Thor's equal, in his father's eyes. Is it worth possibly tainting his relationship with his brother, though? Even just asking for this sort of cooperation could shade their kinship, their friendship, and Thor is trully all he has that is constant and safe.

The sudden, echoing boom of Thor's voice startles him out of his inner conflict. He straightens up stiffly as his mind spins in panic, as if he had been caught doing something terrible already.

He practically runs to the entrance of this glowing cavern, stopping just short of the long, narrow passageway, seeing his brother's large form penetrate the dark toward him.

"Thor!" It is a cry out in a quiet voice. "You're alone, right? No one has followed you?" Loki strains to look past the other man though the dark, utterly convinced that something has happened to botch this whole ritual. It would be just his luck.
makeitachallenge: (Discussion)

fff I love pre-Thor Loki, he's so unsure still and less...devious ksj

[personal profile] makeitachallenge 2012-07-16 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course, brother," Thor chuckles as he approaches, now aided by hearing Loki call out to him. But there's a darkness, a nervousness, to everything Loki is saying and his body screams of fear of being discovered. Thor's laughter trickles down, face stilling into something a little less jovial.

He sees the flicker of candlelight an recognises the set up for the more elaborate of the spells. Walking into the small cavern that's bedecked in offerings and dripping wax, enough small candles to actually produce heat against the natural chill of the cave, Thor turns back to Loki questioningly.

Because Loki has always had answers where he didn't, hasn't he? And this entire escapade is Loki's idea in the first place. "What dark magic are you planning that you would have no others know of it? Should I worry I am to be turned into a dwarf?"
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Deadly Kiss)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-18 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Loki's mouth spreads into a thin line while nervously watches Thor observe the cavern. The beaming smile and hearty laughter have vanished from his brother's being, and soon blue eyes track back to his own, full of questions.

"I assure you, this won't be a repeat of what happened to Fandrall." Because no matter how much it seemed like something Loki would do, he never really did intend for the fellow Aesir to be turned into a troll. Well, you live and learn.

Loki's gaze wanders along the cave, mind scrambling for words to match the suggestions his mind is offering him to supply Thor answers with...but it is just so difficult.

"It's...an offering, to Freyja." Loki steps away from the thunder god and toward the circle on the ground, hands folded and figdeting aimlessly. "This ritual will ensure that I prevail in battle, with the goddess's blessing upon me. I am no warrior like you, but perhaps I can utilise my powers to see to it that I am a decent fixture among the Aesir."

He knows that skill is what wins battles, but Loki also knows that he is not strong like Thor, has no weapons in his arsenal that can break a planet in two with a single strike. He has wit, cunning, magic, and illusions. Knowledge of combat alone is only justyet enough, but he does not see it as a curse. It is how they were meant to be: Thor was the strongest physically, and Loki the strongest in sorcery.

He turns halfway to look over his shoulder at Thor, smiling slightly, but for the most part looking awfully meek.

"But I can't do this alone. I need help, your help, but I am afraid that it may be too much to ask of you...which I will understand, if it is."

Loki is already anticipating the answer and is content to pack everything up and going back home already.
makeitachallenge: (Intense)

[personal profile] makeitachallenge 2012-07-20 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Freyja? The gorgeous one whose powers varied from war to more...personal matters, a gentle woman with a streak of ferocity that seemed unstoppable once shown. Thor nods in understanding, but his face looks a mixture of acceptance and confusion despite it.

Knowing why Loki was asking for her help brought a smile to Thor's face, a breathless guffaw because he's not quite certain Loki can be serious. "Brother, you are hardly lacking in any battle skills..." But he trails off, knowing how Loki struggles in hand-to-hand combat when compared to him, how even in fights where magic is banned by the rules of the spar Loki will pull out enchanted daggers, use his doppelgangers, create forcefields of nothing but ether to block blows that would otherwise shatter his armor and footing alike.

His face is serious and full of genuine compassion as Loki continues, and Thor's mind is already made up. He squares his shoulders and tilts his chin up defiantly. "I shall help you in any way I can, Loki. Tell me what you require of me."
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Vulnerability)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-20 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Even with Thor's promise to help, coupled with the confident and almost eager look on his strong, wide face, Loki looks even more reluctant than before. Somehow, seeing his brother so ready to help him makes it all the more difficult to face. Perhaps it is the open door to let Loki get his hopes up, just to have the world fall out from beneath his feet once Thor knew the conditions of this ritual, only to withdraw his promise of aid.

No, if Thor had just cut to the chase and politely bowed out of this situation, at least the kill would be quick and pain-free.

"It's...more than what I have ever asked of you before," Loki begins, turning around to fully face Thor, and he ever so slowly begins to wander over to where his brother stands. "This ritual for Freyja requires an act between the both of us. She is the goddess of war, battle, strength...and..."

The remainder of the sentence catches in his throat, and he pauses to swallow against the halted words. He cannot look Thor in the eye, and his gaze deftly wanders back to the ritual circle. He is growing too warm for comfort beneath his clothes, between the candles and the prickling discomfort seeping through his skin.

"To appease the goddess is to perform an act regarding something else she is, er...well symbolised for."

Loki's eyes are nearly wide as he glances back to Thor, chest still as if he were trying to be silent in hiding from a blood-thirsty beast. He lets a spell of silence cast its veil over them for a moment, hoping Thor will get the incredibly vague hint.

"This ritual, ah...requires me to..." Loki's hands unfold from their bony tangle and they seemingly consider a sphere of atmosphere before him before they clench shut in their loss. "Draw forth your...er, energy in a rather...um...erotic fashion."

Loki inhales deeply -- deep enough for it to strain his lungs. For once, the godling of mischief is tired of traipsing around the subject with ribbon-length sentences to whirl around in the air. Be blunt, Loki. "It's a sex ritual, brother."
makeitachallenge: (Hehe)

[personal profile] makeitachallenge 2012-07-20 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Brother, I have never seen you so nervous," Thor muses, a chuckle forced out before his face becomes grave again, worrying (hoping?) that there is danger in this favor for battle prowess. Why else would Loki seem so ill at ease?

But when has Thor turned down an invitation for a fight, seemed to shirk from duty?

And then the truth is slowly being spilled from reluctant lips, the shape of them making a full picture in Thor's mind and he stares for a moment, confused - then disbelieving of his trickster brother. He laughs, leaning back to bark chuckles at the ceiling before walking over to Loki, still pouring forth mirth, and pushing him on his shoulder roughly. "You nearly had me, Loki! But I know you would never request such a thing of anyone."
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Cocaine is one hell of a drug)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-20 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Loki wishes he were had a solid surface to brace himself against Thor's reaction, as he watches the shades of bemusement colour the god's face. He rather expects disgust and alarm to surge forth and whip at Loki for such absurdities. Where Loki is like Frigga -- subtle and quiet -- Thor is like Odin: a temper and might that could make all of Asgard quake.

But Thor's face softens, spreads, and breaks into amusement. Loki startles at the suddenness and volume of his brother's guffawing. The younger god can do no more than be still, to watch and blink in shock when Thor steps over to him. His stance jolts and shudders as if the contact had been searing hot.

Somehow, Thor's words don't manage to sting as much as the laughter, and Loki is so convinced that it is mocking. He very nearly trembles with rage and he slaps Thor's hand away despite its departure.

"Yes, I suppose I very nearly had," Loki growls like a wounded, defensive dog. He whips around and stalks away, moving to circle around and reach the farthest end of the cavern. "So now that I've played me elaborate prank and we've had all of our laughs, I bid you goodnight. Leave me to collect my things in peace so that I may not waste any more of your time, or mine."

Loki's voice simmers with venom, inflection cutting the words on his tongue like a blade. His face feels hot with horror and embarrassment, and his chest aches just the same. He cannot even bring his eyes to Thor's, to accentuate the malice in his tone, because he may very well fall apart to have to once more see humour and laughter on his brother's face.
makeitachallenge: (Discussion)

[personal profile] makeitachallenge 2012-07-20 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, oh, that...was not the appropriate response to Thor's laughter, and it trickles down to a small stream, then eventually stops completely as Loki retreats in a rageful sulk. The air quivers with argument, with the heated silence of a declaration made against one's will, and Thor can do no more than stare in disbelief.

He's not unkind now that he's slowly understanding, but there's simply nothing to be done for his honest surprise. "Loki, you..." Seeing shameful pink flushing his brother's sharp cheeks is strange, foreign. Not right.

Thor knows his brother as an overly-confident and aloof sorcerer, not as a maiden who blushes so easily-- and thinking of Loki as a maiden now would have had Thor follow suit in the expression if he was more prone to it. Perhaps there's more to that cutting tension Thor notes in Loki's body when no one is looking, when he feels slighted in conversation. "...I would wish to help you in any way I could, brother. I spoke truly. But you... There is no other ritual that will suffice your needs?"
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Deadly Kiss)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-21 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Loki's name is carried on Thor's voice, the tone so small that the younger god is brought to a sudden halt and turns to look at him without forethought.

"You really think I have not explored alternatives?" Loki continues on his lap around the ritual circle, around candles melted to the cavern floor. "I did not decide what the ritual would be. The Fates pointed me in this direction, and just as well warned me of what was required. If I'd had options, this would have been on the bottom of that list -- no, it wouldn't have been on the list at all."

Loki is coming around to Thor's side now, meekly but with the look an animal has when it has been wounded, cautious but stubbornly defiant. "This is the only opportunity I have. You are...the one I am closest to, the one that I trust the most. I have no maiden to call mine, besides that any maiden would be ill-suited for this task. As such, you are a perfect companion to share energies with. Strength is just what I am aiming for, and...well, look at you." Loki motions his hands in Thor's direction, the mightiest Asgardian.

Hands drop limply and Loki sighs. "I told you, didn't I? That this would be too much to ask?" He runs a hand over his hair, smoothing down his locks. "I shouldn't have even bothered...it was silly of me to ask such a thing of you."

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science_of_control: (so much unsure)

1.5 and say Loki's spell keeps him physically sealed but doesn't turn off the other guy completely?

[personal profile] science_of_control 2012-07-15 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not a terribly uncommon occurrence for Bruce to wake up not knowing where he is, more's the pity. But those instances when he comes back to himself it is usually among wreckage with his clothing hanging off him in tatters. Those times he woke exhausted with his body aching from the strain of a transformation.

Which is precisely why it is so startling for him now to wake with his mind hazy but without the panicked void that usually accompanies a transformation. He doesn't know how much time has passed but there are no flickers of blood and fire, of bullets and crumbling buildings to tease him with the implication of the destruction he'd caused.

It's a strange sensation that somehow not remembering devastation makes him even more worried. More than that, though, the other guy is still there. Not the quiet slumber that usually follows a transformation but still the dull roar in the back of his mind, still there and straining, as always, for release. Enough so that there's a momentary surge of fear, when Bruce has to close his eyes against his foreign surroundings and take a deep breath, letting it out shakily, trying to push down the swell of fear that accompanies the realization that his hands are bound. He needs to find out where he is, what's going on. Then he can let fear and outrage over take him, let the other guy free him from wherever he is.
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ With an icepick smile)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-16 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"So nice of you to join us, Doctor Banner."

The voice purrs out in the dark, filthy room, the source hidden away somewhere unseen. Footsteps, slow and sauntering, echo off the walls, bounce against the ceiling, and back down onto the floor.

The Aesir comes into view with about ten feet to spare, his chipper smile creating a jarring contrast to the air about them. He smiles down at Bruce as if he were a prize, and rightfully so. It had been easy to slip into Bruce's mind, considering the loophole of his Doctor Jekyll/Mister Hyde psyche. It was almost fun, finding that crevice between two separate mentalities... And that was the feeling of accomplishment, to know it had been so simple to manipulate Bruce to his will.

And it's only just begun.
science_of_control: (stfu and gtfo my lab)

[personal profile] science_of_control 2012-07-17 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce is a man used to keeping himself carefully checked, in perfect control. But the moment he hears Loki's voice, a voice he would not soon forget, his eyes widened. The surprise was swiftly swallowed by anger, though, that deep seated rage that was so much a part of him. He didn't wait until he could see the other, the moment he knew who it was that had captured him he gave into his anger, let it well up to overwhelm him.

Except it didn't.

His limbs trembled with that fury, his breath coming hard, his heart racing, that other presence in his mind screaming for release so loudly it silenced everything else for a moment. But there was no strain of muscle and bone breaking and reforming, none of the delicious pain of that release, no rending fabric or blanking out of his own logical mind.

There was only the quiet, dark room, the bonds digging into his wrists as he strained against them, the ragged sound of his own breathing as if he were trying to push some nonexistent thing up out of his own skin. In a way that was precisely what happened... but it was always smooth, a fluid shift of one form to another that hurt like hell but was always more like being sucked under a rushing river than something that had ever required effort.

And even with that effort... nothing happened.

Eyes, still so painfully, tragically dark lifted to look at Loki, wide with rage, horror and most of all fear. The kind of fear he had not felt since he was a child, suddenly so achingly helpless.

"What did you do?"
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ The Liesmith)

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-17 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
The torrential storm of emotions on Bruce's face is fascinating, to see him phase through anger and fear, is a rare sight to behold. It's not everyday that Bruce is able to burn through these feelings as himself, after all. Loki watches with a flickering of excitement in his pale eyes, and one can very nearly see all of the schemes he has in mind scrambling for his attention.

The Chitauri have taught him many useful skills, but it takes some more creativity to apply them without their tools to aid him...but there are few sorcerers that are as good as he. Triumph highlights the god's face at seeing his good work lying on the floor like a petulant pet that has been pushed into submission.

"The way I see it, I did you a favour," Loki explains, voice deceptively light and nonchalant as he steps even closer to the doctor. "I have relieved you of your burden, that thing that threatens to tear you and everything apart. You can thank me at your own convenience."

No, he has not done any favours for Bruce...and Loki's smile widens. Now Bruce can reaquaint himself with pure fear and adrenaline without interruption, and Loki will see to it that the doctor gets a nice helping of such experiences to remind him of what will happen should he ever challenge a god again. Perhaps then, Bruce will know not to let his "other guy" loose in his presence.
science_of_control: (Tony get out of my business)

[personal profile] science_of_control 2012-07-18 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
There are a great many similarities that can be drawn between Bruce and Tony but the one thing that anyone who’d met either of them, even in passing, would agree on is that their manner of speech is completely opposite. But the quietness, the polite words, the quick acquiescence, and hesitant speech is all learned for Bruce. Careful control and deeply ingrained hesitancy stilling his tongue and cutting off sharp, hateful words time and again The kinds of smartass comments that a man like Tony could appreciate and moreover when stressed in any way those words became biting and harsh, the kinds of things that had earned him many bruises in his youth.

There are a dozen things he could say, belittling Loki’s intelligence and understanding of the English language, commenting on his apparent cowardice, reminding him that the Hulk is not the only weapon in the Avengers’ arsenal that would happily tear Loki apart. Things he could say, things he desperately wants to because once lashing out verbally was what he did, the small trickle of anger that he’d ever allowed out, and somehow that is suddenly all he can do again.

But he takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly, and even though there’s still a bite to his words they are not as blindly goading and furious as they could have been. “It might seem more like a favor if I weren’t tied up, you know.” And there’s comfort in saying even that much, comfort in leaning on the anger now to stave off the fear.
thispoisonousdream: (Loki ↔ Turned to lead)

« Closed to OPERAPAINTINGANDMURDER and DULCET_CELLIST »

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-21 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Closed thread]

Loki sits there staring at the two other men. This had all been a game, a game that grew much too deep when admissions had been thrown into the center of their three-way circle, revelations that yes, there was sexual tension, desire, want.

And Loki laughed, goaded, teased. There was a thrill in toying with each other's attractions, but a comfort in the idea that Sebastian was too chicken to play on them, and that Hannibal was too much like himself, too proud to play upon them.

But when there was more, attachments toward other parties, Sebastian to Hannibal, Loki to no one, Hannibal to Loki which was hinted at then played off, Loki felt displaced at being left to play a third wheel. That's all he ever was, the extra appendage to be jabbed at but otherwise left to play audience quietly without input.

Know your place, brother.

Loki really had underestimated Sebastian, which began his discomfort in their conversation. The god of mischief had somehow lost track of how they had gotten here, but suddenly there was an offer to him, to give him a piece of what he had been playing at wanting. Perhaps in private Loki would have reacted differently, if Hannibal's eyes piercing him like daggers with the maniacal smile of an evil child hadn't been present.

But perhaps not.

He liked preying upon Sebastian, he liked the human's resistence, the defiance. Loki enjoyed being pushed away. It meant he could say and do whatever he wanted but had no obligation to follow through. Every time he did act, it backfired, blew up right in his face.

Then Hannibal, with his venomous words. "...You're afraid of rejection if you have to admit your preference. Or lack thereof."

Loki could feel the white hot spotlight -- four of them, actually, with two pairs of pale eyes staring at him expectantly. Suddenly there was agreeance, approval, acceptance.

Everything that had hurt him before, everything he had been robbed of.

It was so much easier to threaten, to intimidate, to attack and force the other to submit, to make the other party writhe and resist and hate him. If Loki caused such reactions in others, they would not surprise, nor hurt him.

Mossy eyes flick between the two males, brow knitting together slightly, sweat beginning to catch in his folded hands. He hopes the expression looks serious and thoughtful, but he has no mirror to check. The reality of the situation tears through the atmosphere like a boulder falling from the sky. They are deciding whose clothes are going to be removed first before Sebastian kneels for Loki -- finally -- to suck him off.

Loki doesn't even uncross his legs where he sits, but his eyes settle on the younger of the two men.

"I am inclined to let your sacred first time to be with the mortal you have such significant feelings for, since it meant so much to you in discussion." Oh, what a weak attempt at deflecting, but outright fleeing would look so bad, so vulnerable, so childish.

And if Hannibal makes one more smart-ass remark, Loki may just snap his neck.
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[personal profile] dulcet_cellist 2012-07-21 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sebastian has come this far. He has been teased and lured and all but forced to admit his feelings. About Hannibal and about Loki. To some degree. Not everything. Because this strange, unfamiliar territory of a three way love triangle that isn't a love triangle is complicated. The very reason he hadn't confessed his feelings sooner.

But he has taken a step forward, has confessed and has made an offer that he refuses to back away from because standing around, talking in circles about things no one was willing to act on was getting them no where.

Yes. He has an attraction to Hannibal. A desire for something deeper and more intimate. A longing to one day be more to Hannibal than a friend. And still he would do anything to protect the friendship between them. If it means losing him completely by trying to bring them closer together he would happily take whatever Hannibal is willing to offer and nothing more. He wants to develop and nurture the growing bond between them, not destroy it. And he was willing to save himself for Hannibal despite knowing their friendship may never advance in that direction, that Hannibal would never feel the same about him.

And then there is Loki...Loki holds a different part of his heart. A different affection and desire. A different attraction. He is drawn to Loki and his protected heart in a way that he himself can't explain. The only thing holding him back from offering himself to Loki was the arrogant Gods determination to cling to his pride and see Sebastian as nothing more than an ant he can crush beneath his boot. And his desire to save himself for Hannibal.

Always the romantic.

But he also knows he wants the same thing. To develop and nurture a growing bond between himself and Loki. To prove to Loki that he is indeed worthy of his sexual desire. And so much more.

So they've come to this and Sebastian can feel something shift within Loki. Because he's offering to give Loki a blow job and Loki is declining. After everything, the God is declining, and he doesn't believe it is simply a matter of not being interested because he can't force Sebastian to his knee's.

"I do have significant feelings for Hannibal. But that doesn't mean I don't have significant feelings for you, Loki. My heart is not so shallow that it doesn't have room for more than one person. A lesson I've learned recently."

Sebastian smiles, blushing bright and trying to find a way to explain.

"Friends can be intimate without making a commitment to be something more. I'm not asking you to date me or buy me dinner. You don't even have to call me friend. God only knows that would beneath you and your pride. A mortal as a friend." He smirks, teasing Loki a bit. "But I'm not giving up on you. So...you can either accept my offer or decline. But don't decline because you think I'm saving my first time for Hannibal. This will actually be my third time and I've been told I'm quite good at it."

Savor this moment Loki. Because Sebastian is normally too shy to admit so much at once.
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ow ow ow fucking GOD these feelings

[personal profile] operapaintingandmurder 2012-07-21 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Hannibal has already had his heart plucked from his body, burnt to ash in his chest where once it beat for others - there's a tundra there now, but still he's found people willing to sit on its chilly surface despite the lack of promise for sun. Is he even capable of attraction as he once was? He'd lost true loyalty with Mischa, burning passion with Murasaki.

Indeed, a good question is: What is left in him to love?

But there's an echo of comfort in the halls of his mind when Sebastian's dogged loyalty is unflagging, the companion Hannibal didn't request but can't find too much fault in is admitting his attraction to him. Hannibal had suspected, of course, but he'd also assumed they were allowing it to be unsaid in the name of their friendship - but even there Sebastian has shockingly outdone his expectations again, because he's alright with remaining friends if Hannibal says so.

So of course he doesn't say so, he goads him because there's a heady rush to competing with Loki, the sly-mouthed godling that Hannibal has actively pursued since his arrival. He's full of a cruel potential but a delicate finesse that Hannibal finds echoes his own, with a fragility that's shown in the pointed sharpness of his eyes.

Loki is fallible despite his greatness, and Hannibal is nearly wooed just to see it on display as he sits on the ground, declining the sexual favor he'd just been trying to win. He fears rejection, being spurned, and what is more weak and human than worrying over not fitting in and being accepted?

But Sebastian doesn't seem to fear it - or he does, very keenly, but he is willing to face that fear in a way Loki is not. Hannibal watches their exchange sharply, eyes narrowed in concentration as he sizes them up, breathes out on a sigh, "I see Sebastian is braver than our esteemed third wheel. He is clearly not worried about being told 'no'." If there's cruelty in Hannibal's words, though, it's lacking in his tone as he studies them both. They're an odd trio but they each seem to carry something another lacks...

...When will they discover that Hannibal doesn't have the heart they seem to suspect he does, though? He draws himself up, his face blank and fixed solely on Loki for the moment. He already has Sebastian's trust, it seems. "I, however, would enjoy a deeper commitment with you. Whatever title you wish to give me." And there's that smile, because he really does enjoy the games Loki and he have managed together so far, because some small broken part of him recognises how callous he's been to the one of their party that seems so suddenly out of his element.

He'll smooth the surfaces of the ice that surrounds him if it means Loki will not disappear on them just yet.
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GET USED TO THEM HONEY 'CUS THEY AIN'T STOPPING

[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-21 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Loki is not blind to these attempts from Sebastian and Hannibal to make him feel more comfortable -- unfortunately, all they are accomplishing is to make Loki even more uncomfortable. He hates the babying attention, the lingering focus on him, the reassuring words. They very nearly make him ill.

'But I'm not giving up on you...'

He actually feels better when Hannibal first insults him, it gives him an emotional response that he is familiar with, comfortable with. This is safe.

'I, however, would enjoy a deeper commitment with you.'

Oh hell, and Loki was just considering kicking into the back of Hannibal's knee to make the prissy human stumble and fall to the floor. Now that would only serve to make Loki look like a jerk. Instead, he is practically glaring up at Hannibal, though he should know why he is being given such a look. Even if he much prefers the insults, he still will react to them appropriately.

But cloudy eyes shift back over to Sebastian, and his insides writhe. He can't recall the last time he has felt so cornered. He is so much like Thor's newfound facets, unexpectedly gentle, optimistic, kind. Loki burns with hate of it.

Everything in his being begs for him to run, run away and be alone. No one can put pressure on you if you push them away.

But he can't, because there is a pull here. These two humans are possibly the only two of their kind to show any inkling of interest in Loki, and these two are presenting more than just that.

Loki wants to just give in, to let them do what they wish to him. He would so love to shed the thick and heavy armor of ego and let himself lie bare and exposed, to stop caring for once, to just exist, experience sensation...but the risk of vulnerability is so high.

Just play it off as nothing more than sexual desire, Loki. Like no big deal.

"Well if you are so eager, Sebastian, so determined...why have you not begun?" Loki's words come out lowly and careful, both teasing and provoking. Somehow it doesn't help to have Hannibal just standing there, watching him with the face of a Cheshire Cat, but Loki is trying to ignore it. His heart is being dosed with adrenaline. Shit, now he really doesn't have an escape plan now.
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[personal profile] dulcet_cellist 2012-07-21 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Sebastian does not let the slight sting of jealousy show on his face. At least, he hopes it doesn't show. There had been a moment when Hannibal had said he didn't feel like sharing that had made Sebastian quietly happy. But he's realizing that he shouldn't get his hopes up over anything. He is the pawn right now. Nothing more.

The thought and the emotions attached to it are carefully pushed aside and he takes an easy step closer to Loki. Because he can deal with Hannibal being himself, but Loki feels less like his usual self at the moment and that isn't what he wants.

He may be capable of giving a blow job, but he's always felt silly trying to be seductive. Despite his last effort working out so well with Jack. But for Loki he's going to make an effort. Let himself be a little more vulnerable before the God of Mischief. Perhaps it will help Loki feel more in control again instead of the center of an unwanted spotlight.

So he lowers his gaze and lets his eyes trail up Loki's body, allowing his dream to push to the surface of his mind and imagining Loki's face when he's between his legs giving him pleasure. It's a very nice image that has him blushing slightly and looking into Loki's eyes from under his lashes, hoping he's being convincing enough that Loki won't start laughing at him.

"Are you comfortable where you sit or would you like to move to the bed?"
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[personal profile] operapaintingandmurder 2012-07-21 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal is used to playing his surroundings to his whims, or at least being indifferent to when they do not; but now he's watching events unfold that he hadn't expected and which he...doesn't quite feel like stopping.

He watches as Loki's gaze is stubbornly not on himself, though he doesn't miss the glare throw his way first. Hannibal can't help but notice how trapped Loki seems, sitting down with an offer of sex that he doesn't seem to suddenly think himself able to fulfill. Does the gift of a 'blowjob' seem too kind, too soft for his sharp teasing of before?

Hannibal's certainly enthralled by how willing and eager to please Sebastian is, and he shadows him when Sebastian moves forward. He prowls along behind and then beside him, finally beating him over to Loki as he swoops in above the god. "Haven't there been enough delays? Sebastian, remove your shirt and then kneel - you're not going to keep the poor man waiting, are you?" There's delight in Hannibal's eyes at just watching this, a safety he recognises in not being intimate with any of them yet.

But make no mistake - there is some measure of desire that burns from his gaze as he stands behind Loki, the silver-tongued Asgardian now between the two of them. To be shared, of course, and perhaps to keep Sebastian at bay from himself - did Hannibal trust himself to grow sentimental in front of poisonous company?
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[personal profile] thispoisonousdream 2012-07-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The suggestion to move this little party over somewhere else was a daunting one for Loki. It added weight to the expectations in the situation, made it more real, more...intimate.

No, no bed. He refuses to have the setting become more planned out and cliché. He opens his mouth to speak, but Hannibal's movements silence him in curiosity. Sharp, pale eyes watch the male as he steps over to, and around him. Loki isn't entirely sure if he's happy that Hannibal is like-minded for the setting, or irked that he is encouraging Sebastian to stop stalling.

He can't pick it apart in his mind because now he's the monkey in the middle, caught between the two males. He is no longer cornered, but surrounded. Oh, he certainly doesn't like this at all.

Find a delay.

Loki looks over at his shoulder, up at Hannibal from under dark lashes, attention no longer on the younger one. "And what of you then? I know Sebastian's subconscious desires prefer you to watch, but voyeurism isn't a kink of mine."

Is it a challenge? Surely Hannibal wouldn't wish to involve himself quite yet...surely.
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[personal profile] dulcet_cellist 2012-07-21 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Sebastian would like to say "or mine" with as much seduction as he can muster, but he has made a promise to Hannibal. No expectations or demands and he is going to keep that promise. Let Loki do what he does best and let's see how interesting this little game can become.

Loki and Hannibal aren't the only ones who can use people to get what they want. It isn't something he likes doing, but it's difficult to not play the game with two masters in the room encouraging his behavior.

So he doesn't wait for Hannibal's response to Loki's challenge. Although his attention is on Hannibal's face, Hannibal's eyes as he snags the hem of his shirt and makes a show of removing it as slowly as possible. Just in case Loki decides he wants to watch. He's caught between feeling silly and feeling heat start to coil in his belly for what he's about to do for Loki.
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[personal profile] operapaintingandmurder 2012-07-21 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal feels an annoyance rising up from the seated godling, but it's nothing he fears - there is a part of Loki too cowed to back out of this, or else he would have, perhaps minutes ago. (It's maybe just one of the many things they share, but Hannibal will deny anything other than his own interest in watching this fall apart be why he hasn't left yet.

Hannibal's eyebrows raise calmly at Loki's words, his issuance of a challenge and the closest thing to an order to act that Hannibal has received all evening - his eyebrows don't lower as he watches Sebastian undress with a slow purpose. He smirks at him, face contorting into a devious smile; Sebastian seems to realise he looks ridiculous but he's trying anyway, which is something Hannibal finds fascinating.

The lack of breasts hold less sway over his impressive attention, though, and Hannibal decides that perhaps it's time he acted himself - he's been requested to, hasn't he? And so his eyes travel between Sebastian's flat but smooth-looking chest, his nervous but dilated eyes, and Loki's face...so taunt and trapped and attempting nonchalance miserably.

"All you needed was to ask." The fire in that stare doesn't mask the quivering within, and Hannibal is much more rapid about unbuttoning his shirt, folding it even as he kneels to discard it in a neat pile next to them.

'Them' here means he and Loki, as he's directly behind him - and he makes no pretense over sniffing the air near him, drawing in the smell of one who calls himself a god even as he locks heavily-lidded eyes on Sebastian once more.

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