bakerstreet | like it's hard?

Hmm...I've got two guesses so I'll pick the tamer one first.

I bet you'd like to have your hair pulled.

Am I that easy to read or is that just super common?

Don’t sell yourself short, I’m just a trained psychologist turned kinky anti-hero!

My second guess was gonna be a praise kink. With how hard you work I bet having someone you respect and admire stroking your hair and calling you a good girl would make you purr~

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That feels like a huge career shift.

Okay, but really, who wouldn't like that now and then?

Only people who are so confident in themselves they're narcissists honestly.

[She teasingly draws closer and then circles Eve admiring her from all sides.]

But not you, you bust your bubble butt every day to use your powers for what you think is best and even then you don't always feel like you're good enough for others. I can totally get that even without having super powers.

[She'll take a chance to lean in and whisper teasingly.]

But you are a very good girl. I can tell.

I guess I can be glad I can say I'm not a narcissist.

[ She tries to follow her with her gaze, curious and amused. ]

It's not entirely that I feel I'm not good enough, just that I know I haven't been good enough and made some mistakes. [ Okay, it's that she doesn't think she's good enough.

She puts a hand up to hide her laugh. ]

I'm trying to be a good girl though.

Aw that’s a pretty common issue with you nearly OP types!

[She flutters her eyelashes teasingly and gives a playful pinch to her rear.]

Maybe another kink you’d have then is being playfully punished. Some spanking, teasing, denial?

Hmm.

Giving up control? You look like the kind of guy that only wants to be vulnerable if it benefits you.

[ Nah, he doesn't personally know anything about that, what are you talking about? ]

[first of all, how dare he]

Wouldn't control tend to benefit me more?

[ Look, he likes getting reactions, so he's not going to hesitate to call out even a stranger. ]

Someone's who's really in control knows how to do it from underneath.

Is that giving up control, then?

[ He grins real big. ]

Who's gonna know the difference, if you work hard enough?

The only one who matters.

[which, of course, has to be himself.]

Why bother with anything, then?

One can just worship themselves.

That can't possibly be such a deviation from the norm.

What, masturbation or caring more about yourself?

Either. Both.

Either something where you have complete control and the other sees no hint of your actual heart, or something where you are near torn asunder. Safely. And put back together by a person who truly cares for you.

[

ok who taught thor about being perceptive loki hates it??]

Neither of those things sounds so terribly out of step with the norm.

Is "rough-to-the-point-of-violent sex" just wishful thinking from me?

[ Says a very pretty and put-together human. ]

Pfffft, well I didn’t get all these scars just from battles and raids!

Kinda surprised to see a pretty thing like you wishing for that though! I’m impressed!

I feel like - and this is just my opinion, for myself - that when a beautiful adventurer meets an attractive goblin, or orc, or the like, well...

[ She clears her throat, blushing - glances around, although no one she knows is here. ]

She shouldn't go back in one piece?

[The Goblin matriarch blinks puzzled at first by the human, but soon realization dawns in her eyes and she cackles wildly.]

BWAHAHA! Well I mean hell there’s a reason heroes stay employed! To find what’s left of maidens like you.

[She scoots closer and reaches up to give a playful but rough poke in the belly.]

Depending on the type of monsters or bandits there might be nothing left to find, or you’ll have joined the tribe as property.

[ The young, wildly masochistic human. She laughs nervously at the poke...

And then shivers at the thought of 'nothing left to find'. ]

I-I'm supposed to be the hero but I just... want to be nothing left, sometimes.

[Shagga takes that response as a good thing and grabs her hair roughly dragging the hapless human down to her level. Fire filled eyes burn into Umi's as the primal energy of a barbarian matriarch radiates off her stocky form.]

Does it still scare ya? Even though you crave it so badly?

Agh!

[ Umi's arms wave out to either side to keep her balance - she's on her feet, with her long, beautiful hair firmly in Shagga's grip pulling her down. She's strong... really strong for her small size. ]

Yeah. I - yeah. Of course d...

[ She swallows. ]

Dying is scary.

Dying should be scary.

[She laughs and gives another hard tug letting the girl struggle to stay standing, her bicep rippling with each tug.]

When you live like I do, death is your lover and you come so close to committing to them that each being you send their way is like an offering of love and devotion.

You shouldn't want to feel what comes next, but it's all you can think about sometimes huh?

It-ack-

[ Her arms whirl around to either side. She's got good balance, and strong roots. Thankfully(?) ]

I-I've fought monsters. They could... have all torn me in half... or gobbled me up! It was exciting...

I bet you'd taste so tender with how much you'd get beaten up.

[She starts walking around Umi still holding her hair to teasingly drag her in a circle while she's still trying to stay upright.]

Mmm maybe boiled in a nice soup, or spit roasted, or I'll just gobble you up raw bit by bit till the last thoughts you have are inside me. Heh heh heh!

Nnngh...

[ Oh god, she's really describing it - Umi follows Shagga. She doesn't have much of a choice, walking awkwardly bent over while Shagga thinks about how she'd have Umi for dinner.

Her heart is pounding, and her face is red.

She's getting... ]

A-are you hungry? Now?

Always~

[She gives another sharp tug and turns to bring her mouth close to Umi's face snapping her jaws and showing off her rows of sharp teeth making them gnash before cackling again and letting go of her hair suddenly.]

Are you wet already?

[ Umi overbalances when she's released and - well, those teeth are so distracting, that she ends up on her knees in front of Shagga, panting for breath. ]

...yes...

[ A little ashamed despite her honesty up to this point. She's so wet... ]

[Even at three feet tall Shagga can feel like she's towering over someone when she's confident and so she grins wickedly and puts a strong green hand on Umi's throat squeezing it teasing and digging her claws in.]

Hahaha you fuckin' perv. You can't even pretend your body isn't craving it.

[And then she'll start to squeeze...]

[ She's so confident. Umi's usually the cocky one - but she wants to give it up. All her ego, all her vanity...

She doesn't even think to resist when Shagga grabs her throat. In fact, she leans into it, pressing forward as her mouth opens, and her tongue hangs out. ]

[Shagga looks surprised at the response but then grins a toothy grin, cackles and squeezes harder, feeling the familiar pulse of a heartbeat under her fingertips, blood struggling to flow as she slowly crushes the muscles around her windpipe taking her time and showing off her muscle control.]

That's such a cute expression. Imagine your friends seeing it.

[ Her lips curl up a little. The most they can, while her face is being contorted by the pressure of Shagga crushing her windpipe, constricting her blood flow. Her head starts to pound, and pain bursts in her neck, while building in her heaving chest as well.

Still, she scoots forward on her knees, and slips a hand up under her skirt. Oh, there's no way Hikaru and Fuu wouldn't stop this, right? But if they could see her enjoying it... ]

[Her grip tightens suddenly and sharply feeling the crunch of a windpipe crumpling under her.]

Did I say you could touch? You gotta ask for permission from Mama Shagga you know?

[Not that she would be using any proper words now that her throat was so broken.]

[ Umi feels that.

Umi hears that. Her windpipe crushes under Shagga's hand, and tenses, body jerking up and towards the goblin. Tears runs down her cheeks - she's going to die from Shagga crushing her throat, and it feels... so good...

And if that's the case, then her twitching hand shoves itself the rest of the way under her skirt, mashing the palm of her hand against her cunt while she's still conscious. ]

Bwahahaha! Wow lookit you go!

[She lets go of the ruined throat grabs her hair and runs behind her using it to drag Umi backwards as far as she can bend while still on her knees]

Maybe if you’re lucky you’ll gush before you pass out or worse!

[She’ll use her claws to rip open Umi’s top and grab a handful of tit so they can both enjoy this moment more.]

[ Without Shagga's hand on her throat, she can... kind of get a little air down what's left of her trachea. Not enough, but her choked, desperate wheezes aren't wholly unproductive, and she ends up gasping hard as she masturbates.

Shagga pulling her around and grabbing one of her tiny tits does a lot to help, too, as her hips jerk and her chest heaves. ]

Yeah! Yeah just like that. A little further.

[The shortstack barbarian pushes down hard right over Umi’s heart bending her backwards till her face is pointing upwards.

Then she unceremoniously mounts the poor girls face lifting up her leathery skirt and smothering the Umi in hot, wet, green pussy.]

Might as well have my fun since you’re not going far fuckmeat! If you survive that’ll be your new title when I drag you back to my tribe.

[ Umi can't even cough - her body tenses, and her vision's going dark... but she can see that gobbo pussy when it smothers her face, and she loves it. Umi sticks her tongue out, but Shagga's doing the work here. Most of her strength is going towards rubbing herself. ]

A-ahhh yeah there you go! That’s the stuff!

[Powerful hips grind down and muscular thighs squeeze Umi’s head till Shagga’s sensitive ears can hear something cracking.

She works that tongue in as best she can, and when it’s not quite where she wants she loosens her grip and uses her hand to roughly grab the tongue, pull it as far as it can and push it in herself.]

Dunno if you have the same gods in your world, but the ones in mine might even reward ya for such debauchery!

[And she squeezes tight again, pussy practically swallowing Umi’s whole face this time.]

[ Umi bucks beneath Shagga - and then she gets to see something new! Stars explode inside of her vision when Shagga squeezes, along with pain as her jaw is unset. Even through her panties, at this point, Shagga can hear the wet sounds under her skirt.

She might be able to hear how much weaker and shakier those already pathetic wheezes are getting. At least cracking her jaw makes it easier to pull on her tongue. Umi... is just a sex toy for Shagga to use to death now, and the pain and the way she's being used for what she deserves to be used for... ]

[Shagga’s starting to lose her senses to the passion and pleasure of the moment. Snarling and growling she grabs both tits and digs her claws in bracing herself to jump harder. Each rocking thrust of her hips adds a level of concussion to Umi’s cracked skull.]

That’s it! You’re almost gone you broken doll! Make sure you don’t hold back! This is gonna be the last thing you feel! Taste! Smell! Hear!

[ Umi's starting to lose her senses to anoxia. Well, no, there's not much left other than the smell of goblin pussy, the pleasure of her own pussy - the pain of her skull cracking between Shagga's thighs.

Every bounce makes her see duller and duller stars.

She can barely even make a sound when she cums, but the way her hips lift up from the ground, the actual dripping pussy juices (and piss?) through her panties visibly making a mess of her clothes. This is it. The culmination of everything she exists for! Hopefully a god can revive her to experience it again - at the same time, this is the finale she wants.

The lights are out by the time her ass hits the ground again. ]

H-haaaaa! Oh YEAH! That’s was a lot!

[She groans and gushes herself squeezing her legs closer to one last definitive crack and sits panting on her victim for a few minutes before staggering to her feet.]

You’d make a great Goblin. Let’s see if there’s anything worth saving.

[She grabs the body and carelessly drags it away to seek out a cleric, or possibly a necromancer. Life is cheap and fast in her world but sometimes death can just be a temporary hazard.]

[ Well, she didn't squeeze hard enough to get her brains leaking out, but one of her eyes is clearly bulging unnaturally. There's still a vestige of a heartbeat in her chest, the last weak flutters, but as for her brain... there's nothing happening there.

She'd be smiling if her jaw were capable of it, though. ]

Aphrodisiacs, I'd bet.

Ding ding, got me.

In that case, I have an incense you might enjoy.

Is that so?

[ There's an ear flick of interest. ]

Indeed. Producing incense for aromatherapy and medicinal applications is one of my specialties, and what is an aphrodisiac if not a form of medicine?

Very true.

Alright, I'll try out your incense. Although, could I ask for your assistance in fully testing out its effectiveness?

I suppose simply offering my assurance of its efficacy isn't enough of an endorsement, hmm? Very well, I'm not opposed to giving a demonstration... as a professional courtesy, you understand.

[ He blinks, ears drooping. ]

Ah, please don't feel pressured to do so.

[ She also blinks, though her ears perk up a bit. Was she being too coy, perhaps? ]

I assure you, I would be very clear in my refusal if I were unwilling.

[ He immediately relaxes, a lazy smile stretching across his face. ]

Well, I do enjoy practical demonstrations. Shall we?

[ The room she leads him to is well appointed, and frankly quite full of items he would be sure to find interesting. Every sort of tool an apothecary might want, jars and bottles full of herbs and ointments, rows of shelves lined with carefully labeled medicines, and of course, carved wooden boxes full of incense.

Lingsha produces a reddish brown cone from one of those boxes and allows the Medicine Seller to have a sniff before she places it into an empty censer and lights it with a flicker of magic flame, covering it so the smoke rises in curls through the lid. She then gestures for him to seat himself at her low table while she starts a pot of tea. ]

The first thing you'll notice is a rise in your pulse and your body temperature as blood flow increases. Following that, a heightened sensitivity--smell, taste, and touch are especially affected. While all of that is happening, certain ingredients in the incense are working to increase the volume of sex hormones in both male and female bodies, boosting libido.

It takes about half an hour to really kick in, so all parties involved are able to relax and get a little closer in the meantime.

[ Sitting across from him on a plush cushion and daintily curling her legs under her, Lingsha sets the tea down, along with a plate of little snacks: cookies and slices of yokan. ]

None of these foods are dosed with any kind of herb or medicine. Any physical change you feel is purely because of the incense.

[Putting Skulker on another 18+ meme because what else am I to do with my life.]

I don't know... but you give off the vibe that you're into rough stuff? Maybe?

Am I sort of close?

Not too far off. Depends on the partner, and I prefer someone who can handle it.

[He had a lot of venting to do.]

Oh. I can at least understand that? I'm kinda the same way, it's just hard to find people sometimes. Or the right people.

[ Superpowers and all. She really didn't want to genuinely hurt anyone. ]

Are you looking for such an experience then?

Maybe a little?

[ That's a yes. ]

Maybe it's not something I'm actively searching for, but if it happens it happens. Are you?

In a way. I've discovered this is a good way for me to vent at times, or find someone similar.

For venting? I can kind of see, and understand, that but... does it really that much?

I tend to hold in my emotions when on the job to focus.

[Or at least tries to.]

So being rough or just having sex helps to relieve some of that tension. Getting people so close though is a challenge, especially when many want you dead.

What's your job?

[ She's genuinely curious. Especially when he mentions the people wanting him dead part. She hopes this is less a Homelander situation, though. ]

I have a feeling you're not in the superhero gig. Since most supes tend to have sex whenever they feel like it and don't really hold back on that regardless. Not me, though, it's been a while for me.

[That would be kind of news to him. Besides lacking heroes, he would have expected them to be more virtuous and less open to it.]

I was an assassin, trained to be one since I was a little kid, just to protect my sister, who they really wanted. I wanted to take her somewhere safe and quit but...you can guess how well it went for me, and anyone I associated with who wanted to leave as well.

Right now, I just try to keep living for their sake.

[Since the alternative sucked. No more drowning in booze, thanks to a promise he made.]

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[ He's just going to look Till up and down for the moment, all Very Pensive and Serious— ]

[Yeah, don't mind Till as he practically rips that button off his shirt and glares at it as if it was somehow sentient.]

What?

[Give him a single reason and he will punch you, Ivan.]

[ Yes. Please strip. ]

You love to run your mouth.

[I mean, his shirt has a hole now if that tickles your fancy?? But he's far more concerned with how impeccable Ivan's timing was, honestly. When it comes to bothering Till, he's always surpassing his own limits. Kudos to him or something.]

So what?

[ The look has become more like appraisal. -Admiration and maybe a little(?) predatory, but appraisal all the same. You're welcome, Till. ]

Does that mean you want it back? Should I talk to you all I want, Till?

[It takes an extra fraction of a second for Till to understand what he means. In a pretty illustrative case of being self-explanatory, he didn't really think before answering, and only now realizes that Ivan was asking if he likes dirty talk.

This is dangerous information to provide to someone like him, to put it mildly. Although it may not be obvious, Till is trying to control a visceral impulse pushing him towards his usual honest, simple and rebellious attitude.]

But could you even manage to shut your mouth, if you wanted to? Serious question.

[Lying with this topic is useless; one way or another, Ivan will find the truth. Approaching conversations with a calm disposition tends to help with that.]

[ All of which he can't get enough of when it comes to Till. Pushing the other until he snaps is far more of a kink for Ivan than it likely is for Till.

Then again, maybe it is a mutual thought. One is more dangerous than the other.

Ivan takes a few steps in, almost enough to make their height difference more noticeable. ]

I'd want to if you'd make me.

[ Serious answer. ]

[... those 10 centimeters of height advantage seem awfully exaggerated from this perspective, goddammit. Unable to keep his composure, Till throws the poor, innocent button as far away as possible.]

So you like to be beaten into submission, you freak? I can't wait for an interview about that little tidbit.

[Maybe, if his face looks sour enough, Ivan will find him intimidating? It's worth a try.]

[ Till may be a prickly cat with its fur on end, but it's hardly enough to intimidate Ivan. He rather likes it that way. ]

Who says this conversation has to extend beyond us?

[ Absolutely no one. And even if the public does catch hold, who cares? ]

And if I do- [ Ivan tips his face up, a single finger beneath Till's chin. ]

Like I said, if it were you.

[Oh, no, he's not going to let that slide. Having Ivan's hands on him right now is... not ideal, and let's leave it at that. Till curls a hand around Ivan's wrist, yanking it away from his chin. Unlike him, Ivan doesn't have callouses all over his fingertips; his touch is soft and slightly cold, surely enough of a reason for Till to shiver.]

'If it were me' then what? You'll let me do whatever I want? What do you gain from that?

[The prospect of being trusted to do as he pleases with somebody else, however ridiculous it may be in context, seems slightly exhilarating by itself. Maybe if things were different he'd be entertaining that idea far more than what's advisable.]

[ Even being shoved off is something to find pleasing in its own ways. For Ivan, at least. Those calloused hands that burn every inch they make contact with around his wrist. ]

Your focus.

[ In a word: everything. Easy.

Anything to get Till for himself. All eyes on him. Ivan remains just as close, uncaring of the way Till bristles and shoves. ]

I'd still gain you.

((ooc: Just found this again. It's crusty af, but think you'd still be interested? ))

[For all the fun Ivan has while making him look ridiculous or stupid, he sure knows how to make Till sound like some sort of omnipotent deity. He's an idiot for doing so, but... it's difficult to hear him and avoid feeling a pleasant shiver going down his back. No matter what he does, Ivan always understands and even justifies him; for a person as lacking in self-esteem as Till, ignoring that isn't a possibility.]

Just shut up already!

[His hand is a bit rough as it covers Ivan's mouth, making sure to grasp that perfect jaw of his tightly enough so his voice won't spill through any spaces left beneath his fingers. Even if he enjoys it, the prospect of letting Ivan coddle him is sickening.]

If you keep talking like that, I'll walk away and ignore you. Understood?

[ It's exactly the reaction Ivan is wanting and aiming for; pleasuring Till in any way he can, no matter how slight.

In return, it's far easier.

While Ivan doesn't fight the way Till clamps down over his mouth, there's no keeping the grin that cracks across his lips. He nods in response, but also pleasantly hums.

Gone without words as he is right now, it doesn't keep Ivan from drawing the tip of his tongue along Till's palm. ]

[As abruptly as it clamped down over Ivan's mouth, Till's hand retreats when he realizes what exactly is that thing leaving a wet trail on his palm. Maybe because his hand is already open, his impulse is to slap Ivan's face as retaliation.]

I'm serious! Stop fucking around!

[Stepping back, he turns his back on this too-literal-thinking asshole, clearly because he's had enough nonsense for the day and wants to leave... and not out of some weird sense of embarrassment.]

[ Till is so cute when angry. Ivan can't help himself. Whether he's smacked or not, he takes an immense amount of delight in it. ]

Okay, okay!

[ A peal of laughter escapes once Till's hand no longer covers his mouth. There's a bright and wild look within his dark, dark eyes. Continuing to forever keep that gaze wholly on Till. ]

I'll play along. Promise.

You're such an asshole... if you want attention so badly, haven't you thought about asking? Or just not being annoying on purpose?

[In case someone is wondering: no, Till doesn't quite understand the difference between attention from others (which Ivan indeed gets by pretending to be amiable) and attention from him.]

Yeah. I know I can.

[ It's an honestly sobering question for Till to remark on. Enough so that Ivan abruptly drops how he's been acting in the past few minutes. All to admit- ]

Because it's your attention that I want. Would you even see me if I asked you outright?

[ It feels like annoying Till has only ever been the real way to get it. ]

like it's hard?

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