bakerstreet | The Costume Kink Meme

The Costume Kink Meme

So, your significant other/fuck buddy/crush/whatever you crazy kids are dressed up all sexy for you for whatever reason: spicing up your lovelife, a present, anything. Whether it be a special costume (complete with roleplay for bonus points) underwear, stockings, uniforms, or some crossdressing, it's got you all aroused because it's exactly what you've dreamed of them wearing.

OR crack option, it's hilariously funny. Either way it's a win! Then, you fuck or make out immensely, whichever is age appropria- oh, who cares. Everybody can fuck in their sexy, sexy clothes.

WHAT DO:

Comment with your character. Include what your character would find most attractive - ie, what certain kinds of costumes, lingerie, simple outfits, their partner wearing their clothes, and on and on. If you/your character has no preference, say it doesn't matter or leave the comment blank. Then, it's replier's choice.
You may also want to include kinks, yes/no prefs, gender prefs, etc. etc.
Comment to others! Links to exactly what your character is wearing or very good descriptions encouraged!
Smut ensues. Or something like that.

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Oh, it was much too soon for any talk of that.

“Two” That ‘burn’ slowly coiling deep inside her.

“Three, Four…..Sir” She knew he was not holding back, she would not have it any other way as each of those blows let her mind wrap itself around the the sensation. His palm against her ass, the quick pain, the heat ass the blood rushed to the abused flesh, and they way each blow tightened that coil inside her.

A soft purr at the praise of his words, to be broken by a soft grunt at the “Five” blow.

"See? I knew you could focus if you just had the proper incentive." Ever the multi-tasker, Urahara did not pause the rise and fall of his hand for mere speaking. He continued to reign them down upon her skin. One side. The other. The tops of her thighs. A nice steady rhythm that only broke before the fall of the very last.

He should determine the placement properly and squarely in the middle and harder than of the others. If he was breathing a little hard, licking at his lips, well no one in this room would blame him and those were the only opinions that mattered at all.

If he only knew what she was focusing on. Her fingers tightened in the tangle of her hiked skirt. Now her voice might start to crack as she counted each of those blows. The last, the 11th she had gasped out its count as she watched him from behind her shoulder. Caught as she was at the moment in that space he was so adept in dragging her to, she desperately tried to keep her hips still as he contemplated his last blow.

“I should have asked for your guidance sooner.” A deep shuddering breath as she waited for that last blow. Wanting, no….needing it, and that need would be most evident.

[Raiden didn't need asking twice, as he got up and walked over to where his lover sat all alluring in his costume. The cyborg ran a hand along the inside of Hanbei's right thigh. He was warm and Raiden licked his lips, as he palmed over Hanbei's thong, squeezing his crotch slightly.]

Very nice. I love the thong.

[ He was already getting slightly hard just by having Raiden see him like this. The touch to his crotch only made him hotter, breathing hotly. Hanbei pressed into Raiden's hand, rolling his hips. He pulled back, grinning and moving so he could turn and flaunt his plump ass, showing him how it looked from the back. ]

Maybe I should wear these more, hm?

[Hanbei's ass looked ripe for ploughing. Raiden gave a playful slap to the soft cheeks and then let his finger tips trace over the thong between his lover's buttocks.]

I wonder what it would feel like if I fucked you whilst you still wore the thong.

Ah-!

[ Now that was good. Hanbei moved to get further on the bed, raising his ass and lying the rest of his body against the bed. He was getting harder, the slap having felt amazing. ]

Would you like to find out? I did dress up for you, after all... it'd be a shame to take it all off right away.

((ooc: Pretty open with Scanty - especially open to French maid costume, police costume, or if you had something in particular in mind, run it by me!))

"Yes you should have, my naughty little cat." The last blow landed harder than the rest and dead center. His hand lingered there, feeling the sting of impact and the heady surge of arousal. "But I'm not sure you're taking your punishment seriously, pet."

His hand started to slide lower and then entirely between her legs over the thin clothe separating her from his touch. His eyes drifted as well, very much admiring the shade of red her skin and reached, barely holding back the urge to bite.

She had barely managed to bite back the cry at that strike. A soft hiss as she bled some of the heat built inside her off. “Twelve.” No she wouldn’t fall due to forgetting such a mundane detail as that.

She started to answer his rhetorical musing but then his hand dipped lower. Brushing against the one part of her body that burned more than her ass at the moment. A push, seating herself against his grip.

"Tsk, tsk - so worked up, pet?" He smirked as his fingers stroked against the cloth and then pushed against - between - her folds. "You're supposed to be lamenting you lack of control, not getting off to my hand smacking your ass."

Her traced the edges of the clothe, threatening (or teasing) to push beneath.

"Or is this what your wicked little fantasies are about?"

Yes that was nice, the friction but it didn’t sate her want of flesh against, inside of her. “Can I not do both?” A certain set of her chin as she looked back at him.

A groan as he continued to tease her. “They get even more wicked…” Low an hoarse.

"Oh I bet they do." His fingers slide past the edges of cloth, stroking damp flesh just before he slid a single one into her all the way to the knuckle. "I bet they go kind of like this, hmmm?"

His tone teased and so did his hand that never gave quite the force or pressure he knew she wanted.

"You know girls your age are not supposed to indulge in such thoughts, pet. What am I going to do with you?" This question was, by the way, entirely rhetorical, he knew exactly what he was going to do with her.

Oh she would grip that frisky digit for all that she was worth, even as she pushed back against his knuckle. A slow little pace she would establish if he would let her. Partly trying to get that pressure but mostly knowing he would enjoy seeing her fuck herself on his finger.
“Girls my age are not supposed to have half the thoughts I do…especially regarding you Sir.”

Of course. [Raiden sat down on the bed and wondered what Hanbei had in store for him.]

Are you going to whip me with that whip of yours? [His good eye shot towards the whip his lover was clutching.]

[ He stretched, swaying his hips a bit before glancing at the whip he laid on the bed. Hanbei smirked sitting back up and taking the whip in hand, sliding his fingers through it. ]

That depends. Have you been bad? Do you need to be punished?

[Raiden's eye fixed on the whip in his lover's hand. How he wanted to feel pain. He enjoyed feeling pain when the moment was right. Either during battle, when he turned his pain receptors on, or during sex.]

I've been a bad boy, Hanbei. I've killed many men today.

My, my. What a bad boy. Did you enjoy killing those men?

[ He moved to get up. Hanbei was no stranger to violence. He liked the rush. Sometimes he got off on it. He loved how dangerous and strong Raiden is - which only fueled his sexual desire. He moved so he could turn Raiden and have his back facing him. He brought down the whip, loving the sound it made. ]

Shall I make you beg for mercy?

Yeah, yeah I did. It gave me a thrill. I get off on violence sometimes, it's a hardening experience. [Innuendo dripping from his tongue. Then he cried out in pain and pleasure at the whip crack.]

Ohh...ahhhh! More.

I bet it is. Look at how you shake. You must want it badly. You want me to hurt you.

[ He licked his lips, feeling himself getting harder underneath the leather. Hanbei cracked the whip again, letting it fall on his lower back. He nudged him with a boot, touching the whip and sliding it through his fingers again. ]

I can only imagine how you'd be once you got all worked up after killing so many. How I'd be seeing it. I'm hard just thinking about it.

[Raiden let out another cry of pain accompanied by a deep moan afterwards. His cock throbbed against his stomach and was leaking pre-cum. He was so aroused and in pain. The mixture was toxic and he loved it.]

Hanbei.....whip me. Whip me everywhere. [Raiden leaned over so that his ass was facing his lover. His balls hanging heavy between his legs.]

Everywhere, hm? I suppose you do deserve it. Kneel.

[ He raised his whip, smacking it against his ass roughly. Hanbei was so hard and aching just watching him writhe and hearing him groan. He palms over his thong, tugging it down so his cock can be seen peeking over. ]

You look so good. So sexy. [ Leaning over, he ran his hand over his nice ass, dipping to cub and fondle his balls gently. He pulled back to whip his back again, licking his lips. ]

Ahhhh....fuck! [Raiden cursed loudly, as the whip came down over his ass. He felt the end of the whip graze his ball sac. The pain mixed with pleasure was a heavy cocktail and he wanted more. His cock practically jumped at each crack of the whip over his body. A drop of pre-cum sliding down his aching cock.]

Yes...oh God, yes....[Raiden's eyes were heavy and lidded, as he watched the lewd display.]

Enjoying it this much... you really are a naughty boy.

[ He smacked him harder and faster with the whip, hitting lower on his ass and then higher. He struck his back again, stopping after the few whips. Hanbei caressed over the whip and paused, then giving yet another thwack to his ass. ]

Could you come just from this?

Yes...yes, I am. [Raiden swallowed hard and felt another few loud moans get ripped from his throat. He was practically begging for it. His ass hurt but he didn't care. This was ecstasy. The cyborg felt saliva trickle down his lips, as he looked up at his lover. His eyes heavy with want.]

Maybe.

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Scanty || Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt || OTA, prefer F/M

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