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the rooms meme

You don't know why you strayed off your path, or why you decided to enter the unmarked, unlocked door. Something simply beckoned you, and there was no resisting.

Once inside the building, you'll find yourself in a long hallway marked by multiple doors on both sides. The walls are painted a deep red and lit with gently flickering candles. It's lovely in a way, but there's something ominous about the whole setup.

Rules: Your character picks a door, seemingly at random, only to have it lock behind them. Inside, they'll find the room set up as if to show their greatest sexual fantasy - even one they may not realize themselves. Everything is perfectly prepared from the bed to the drawers filled with different tools and pleasurable objects to enticing refreshments on the tables. There's a deep scent to the air, perfume tainted with something dark - and the more you breathe in, the more your fantasies will come to mind, until the thought of not acting on them is unbearable.

All there is to do next is wait... You won't be alone for long.

Roll for your character when tagging, or pick a number (or three) that best suits you.

When posting your character, feel free to write a small description about them, about what their fantasy might be, and how the room may be set up. Your character will be compelled to act out their fantasy, no matter the cost.

Have fun!

01 ❧ White Room
Simple fucking. The room is a pristine white, all lace and sheer drapery, and your beloved is already curled in bed, waiting. You've wanted this person for as long as you can remember, and now they're at your utter mercy. Possibilities range from vanilla sex to noncon. The aphrodisiacs in the air will help you get what's yours, and there are all sorts of delicious drinks to help you along.

02 ❧ Black Room
Bondage. A candlelit room in ornate black, with a chandelier made of bones and walls of leather. Either you want to be restrained, or you've always wanted to tie someone up so that they're helplessly dependent on you. From simple cuffs to intricate Japanese rope bondage to suspension, this room provides it all.

03 ❧ Pink Room
Genderplay. From crossdressing to actual sex-changing, your room includes everything you could possibly dream of. Certain drinks will make you switch bodies, and the closets are filled with all sorts of outfits from the perfectly innocent to downright kinky. From maid/butler outfits to your character's favorite cosplay, anything is possible. Perhaps the outfit you choose will force you to act in that role - for example, a butler's outfit may give you the urge to serve your partner's every whim.

04 ❧ Orange Room
Foodplay. There's a lovely tropical air to the breeze here, and tables are lined with delicious treats, perfect for sharing. Sharing is caring! Maybe you'd like to pour expensive wine over your partner, or eat your favorite food off them, slowly and seductively, until both of you are stuffed in every way possible...

05 ❧ Red Room
Love in Vein. Interested in bloodplay? Your room may be set up like a hospital or even a dirty dungeon, complete with needles and other sharp objects. Take things as far as you can, then go a little further. If you choose this option, please note if your character is open to guro/death. Vampires more than welcome.

06 ❧ Green Room
Multiple partners/multiple penetration. Invite a few friends or use some of the handy toys provided and fill every hole. Tentacles provided upon request.

07 ❧ Yellow Room
Anonymous sex. You're blindfolded and have no idea if the person touching you is friend, foe, or a complete stranger. Somehow, it's all the more thrilling for not knowing...

08 ❧ Gray Room
Phone sex. A steely, futuristic setting. There's a phone ringing next to the bed. Better answer it. Or maybe there's a nice shiny computer with a webcam and you just can't resist the urge to show off...

09 ❧ Black & White Room
Master/Slave. Either you've always wanted to be in charge, or the thought of total submission is almost more than you can bear. Make sure to lick those boots nice and clean.

10 ❧ Purple Room
Humiliation. A room fit for royalty... but do you really deserve to be here? There's just something about being humiliated that turns you on uncontrollably. From being forced to act as furniture for your partner's pleasure to being mercilessly teased, it's all incredibly arousing.

11 ❧ Blue Room
Special powers. Ofuda bondage, electricity play, size play, and so forth. If you've got it, flaunt it. Any power your character possesses will become unlocked in here, although trying to damage the room will have little effect. Better to use that energy satisfying your partner.

12 ❧ Checkered Room
Doubles. You're one of a kind... or are you? Find your twin and act out your fantasy, or multiples of your desired partner. The more the merrier, right? This room features mirrors and furniture shaped like ornate chess pieces.

13 ❧ Crimson Room
Marking. A dark room filled with paintings and graffiti on the walls.Stain your partner for life with a tattoo or lovely scar so everyone knows they belong to you. Piercings can also be used as a mark of ownership, and the most exquisite jewelry is available for your lucky partner (or victim).

14 ❧ Pearl Room
Toys. A shimmering room with walls made of glass and opal, lined with toys. From cock-rings to strap-ons, whips and floggers and feathers, any toy you can dream up will be here for your use. This includes bigger toys, such as sex swings and fucking machines as well.

15 ❧ Lavender Room
Vouyerism. No one's around, so you might as well get started on freeing yourself, right? Only you may not be as alone as you'd thought... The flowers painted on the walls feature tiny peep-holes for those of you who don't want to get too close.

16 ❧ Rainbow Room
Something missing? Pick this option for the wildest idea you can think up. This room will transform itself into your very own fantasy. Simple and sweet or sick and twisted, it's all up to you.

meme by tempus fugit

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(ooc: I'm sure he is! And this meme is pushing it a little, with the aphro and what not. You have an account for him, too?
Again, if I ever cross any lines, just poke me and I'll be happy to edit.)

[Only when his visitor enters the room (it's his visitor, now, and his room; funny how that is suddenly very clear) does Izaya finally open his eyes - but still he waits. He waits until the other is inside the room, the door closing behind them, and then he strikes.

He's so rarely the one who strikes first, and now, he's wondering why, because it feels so good to grab the other and shove them back first against a wall, pushing his own body up against the young man's to kiss him passionately. Izaya has barely even looked at his face - but then, that's hardly important, is it? This is what he needs, now.

It's a start, at least. It won't be enough forever, undefined feelings already crawling up his spine, asking for more - but it is, at least, a start.]

(ooc: Yes I have, but I really need to reread the manga.
And don't worry about crossing my lines. At times I don't have any.)

[Nothing struck him as that odd about the room. It was as dimly lit as the rest of the place so it was a bit hard to make out just what was in the room, but he would surly get the time to find out soon.

Or not so soon as Jeile found himself pressed up against a wall as soon as the door closed behind him. His eyes widen in shock and he opened his mouth to protest, but no words got the time to form as lips was over his own in what he could only describe as a mind blowing kiss.

It was a part of him that said that he should get the stranger off and he placed his hands on the other's shoulder to shove him off. For some reason he didn't got farther then that. Hands perfectly content with staying where they were.]

(ooc: I should do that. I mostly stick to anime and novels, but the manga is nice too.
Okay! As long as you know that I'm always good with editing. ♥)

[Well, an open mouth is just too inviting - impossible to resist! As long as he's getting the opening, Izaya will risk exploring a little with his tongue. Moaning wantonly in the kiss - if he can't hear himself talk, at least he can still hear himself - he rubs himself up against the other, his arousal already starting to build. He wants more, but he can be patient.

Of course, if the other chooses to fight back, that's fine too. Izaya has ways and means of getting what he wants.]

(ooc: I really should read those novels. If I ever can find them.)

[Some sound came out of him as he felt the tongue invade his mouth. One hell of a first kiss he was getting here, tongue and all. It was feeling rather good and he was on the brink of succumbing.

That is until he felt something starting to poke his leg. That brought him back to the real world and he used his hands for what he had intended them to to. He pushed hard at the other to make him let go and he was far from being weak.]

(ooc: Good translations of 4-6 and 9 can be found here! The anime covers 1-3, so you can pretty much continue reading with 4, no problem.)

[It's delicious - and not only for the other's taste. Izaya can practically feel him give in, and it's as if all that strength being given over to him runs straight to his cock.

But when he's pushed off, he doesn't resist. He staggers back - not too far - and when he gets his footing again, he's smiling.]

That's rude, you know. We were just having fun.

(ooc: Oh, thank you~)

[If it wasn't for the fact that he already was up against the wall he would back away from the other. Some part of his brain was telling him that this man was dangerous.]

You forced yourself on me! It is no fun in that!

(ooc: You're welcome! I'm always happy to spread every bit of the fandom around.)

Isn't it?

[Izaya's smirk suggests he disagrees, but he'll leave the other to draw his own conclusions. Stating it as fact would give the young man an opening to call him a liar, and it's much more entertaining to have him face the fact that he's lying to himself if he disagrees.]

You seemed to really enjoy it, from where I'm standing...

Come, let's give it another try, hm? I promise I'll try even harder~

(ooc: It is a lovely fandom.)

[Jeile couldn't come up with anything to defend himself with. He had liked that kiss and a lot to that. The problem was really more of him being totally unprepared for it as well as being terrible inexperienced. That he was to get married was another thing that could be added to the list, but since he tried to avoid his wife-to-be he wouldn't mention that.]

No. It is highly inappropriate to to just kiss someone without a reason.

Oh? But I have a very good reason...

[Ignoring everything the other's saying, Izaya takes a few steps forward again, leaning in oh so close - but not actually touching. One hand is kept behind his back, just in case he continues to get refused. With the wide, furry hem of his coat - and Izaya's face so close to the other's - it should be very hard to notice, and it's definitely impossible to see what he's holding.]

Would you like to hear it?

[Too close. That was defiantly too close for comfort. And yet somehow not close enough. His whole body was itching, but he tried to ignore it. The safest thing to do now was probably just leaving.]

I just think I should go. If you excuse me.

[Giving a small smile, Jeile started to slide against the wall. It really was the only way to get around the other without touching him.]

[The moment the young man moves, Izaya puts one hand against the wall, blocking his way. All right, he doesn't have the physical strength to actually keep him in place - but that's where his handy little plaything comes in! In the blink of an eye, his switchblade is at the other's throat.]

So rude! You didn't answer my question.

[His smile's still present, his tone still friendly - maybe a little too friendly. Except for the tiny detail of him basically threatening the other's life, it's a very pleasant conversation.]

[That was a good way to make him stop dead in his tracks. Jeile could feel how something was stirring inside of him. It wasn't fear as it should be having something so sharp at his throat. He couldn't place what it was yet, but he feared that he wouldn't like it.]

My apologies. By all means, do tell.

[Right now upsetting the other was a horrible idea. You didn't played around with an armed person when you had no weapons of your own.]

Good boy.

[Izaya's posture is still very much relaxed, but he's keeping a sharp eye out for any misbehavior. He's not strong, maybe, but he certainly is fast; he's confident that his weapon gives him more of an advantage than he needs.]

Well then, here's the answer: I want to kiss you because I want to take you. I want to fuck you, and claim you, and -...

[Izaya's eyes fall on his switchblade, and suddenly everything comes together. His smile widens, an unholy sparkle in his eyes as he brings the knife that much closer, the tip poking skin without breaking it yet.]

Yes... I think I'll make you bleed a little.

You don't mind, do you?

[Jeile grew extremely red in his face hearing that. No one had ever used such crude words against him. The whole idea to sleep with another had never crossed his mind before and this man was talking about it like it was the weather it was all about.]

Excuse me?!

[His voice was at a higher pitch then it used to be in. His heart was beating so hard that he was sure about that the stranger could hear it. A hitched breath was let out as he could feel the knife against his skin, sharp and cold.]

I do mind actually.

Oh? Don't know any better?

[Leaning in, Izaya turned his knife a little, the flat of the blade at a sharper angle to the other's neck. It would still only take a split second to do some serious damage, and he didn't want to accidentally kill the young man in his eagerness.

Missing the other's lips by a millimeter or two, Izaya leaned in even further, whispering in his ear.]

Or is it that you're too scared to give in to what you really want?

[Right now Jeile wished that he could melt into the wall so he could escape. This was simply nothing that happened. Being forced up against a hard wall with a blade against his skin and a man that was invading his personal space as well as mind. Scared was probably a great word to describe how he felt.]

I have no intention to sleep with a stranger.

[It was the best he could come up with right now. Big parts of his mind was shut off, leaving him without his usual genius.]

How lucky! Sleeping was the last thing I had in mind.

[Backing up a little - just enough to look the other in the eyes - Izaya makes his knife bear again. His free hand, meanwhile, trails down the other's body, cupping his crotch. The idea of making him bleed is still at the forefront of Izaya's mind, but if his charming companion is being difficult, he may as well give him a little taste of the rest, first.]

And my name is Orihara Izaya. Remember it, okay? You need to know what to scream when I make you come.

[He could not help it. A sound that was a mix between a yelp and a moan came out of his mouth as parts that shouldn't be touched was touched. The other would be able to feel that his body was enjoying this much more then he let on and it made Jeile blush even more.]

Please, let me go. I can't be doing this.

Of course you can! I have every faith in your ability to be fucked. Most of the population can, you know?

[Of course the other is enjoying this; of course he is. There was never a doubt in Izaya's mind, even if there should have been. (That will worry him, once this is over; not the fact that he forced someone into this, but the knowledge that his mind was not entirely his own.) Feeling the young man's arousal, he moulded his fingers around it, rubbing ever so gently.]

If you'd rather blame it all on me, that's all right, too. But I can promise you that it will feel much better if you cooperate a little.

[And, to emphasize his point, he squeezed a little harder.]

But, but...

[Nothing came to mind on what to say to save his skin. Or rather those things that came to mind sounded ridiculous to him no mater how logical they were. He had a hand that was rubbing against his slowly growing arousal and a knife at his throat that could cut into his skin any moment. Surprisingly enough that didn't put him off as much as it should.]

Ah~ I-I have never been with a man.

[One weak final attempt to get away. That squeeze had as good as convinced him already to give in.]

Well, well... I see.

[Izaya sounded nothing but sympathetic, and he stilled his hand before belatedly stepping back. The knife, however, was still aimed at his captive. Was he going to let him go? Was he really?]

It's about time we fixed that. [No, not a chance, unfortunately.] Take off your clothes, or I'll cut them off. I presume you'll want something to wear when you go back home?

[Jeile stared at Izaya and the threat he was giving him. Of course he would need his clothes. It was the only set he had since he was only visiting and going back to Airi naked was a terrible idea. She had smacked him hard when he had seen her in only a towel and it was no telling what she would do if he walked into her home without anything on.

His fingers worked more or less on their own to get off his coat and then his shirt, revealing unscared skin and a slightly toned body. Bringing himself to take off his pants was much harder to bring himself to do. His hands rested at the hem of them, but stayed unmoving.]

[Izaya isn't normally attracted to people for their bodies; he loves all humans equally, no matter how they look, and the pleasures of the flesh have little to do with that. Something's different now, though. Just seeing the soft light reflected on that body makes Izaya feel like he's looking at a masterpiece.

An incomplete masterpiece, of course, but he'll fix that soon enough.]

Go on. If I cut that off, with how hard you are already, you could get seriously hurt, you know?

[Jeile let out a sound of protest mixed with dread. He really wanted to keep the pants on, never been naked in front of anyone before and somehow he knew that if he didn't removed them they would be cut of. Fingers was feeling numb ans shook a bit as he unbuttoned the pants and pulled them off, leaving him in nothing more then his rings and piercings in his ears. Faced flushed he stared at the other in disbelief. Not that Izaya was doing this to him, but that he put up such little resistance to prevent it.]

There. Much better.

[Still smiling, Izaya is nothing but supportive of his charming victim. Coming a little closer again, he places the knife against the young man's chest.]

Now, where shall we begin... Pain?

[Very carefully, Izaya cuts a thin line across one of the young man's abs, very shallow, and only an inch or two long.]

Or pleasure?

[Still threatening with the knife, he lowers his head, sticking out his tongue to lick along the cut he just made, lapping up what little blood welled up.]

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