ᴊᴜɴᴋᴏ ᴇɴᴏsʜɪᴍᴀ (
dispairages) wrote in
bakerstreet2014-11-06 07:12 pm
⚢ The TWO PEOPLE ♀ PLAY A THREESOME ♂ Meme ⚣
![]() ⚢ The TWO PEOPLE ♀ PLAY A THREESOME ♂ Meme ⚣ Threesomes are incredibly fun to play. After all, if two is good, three has to be better! Unfortunately, the logistics of threading them is a nightmare. Good luck getting two people on the same page, much less three. So why not cut out the middle man? Most of us play more than one character. One person being open to doubling up means that two people can play a threesome. The meme itself is simple. Whether you want to play one or two characters, any configuration of genders, kinks, and what have you is all up to you. Just put in your comment and play! HOW TO PLAY ⚢ Comment with your character, canon, and info. Also include on whether you'd be open to playing more than one character - and who that'd be. |


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1 or 2 characters?: either/or (I have a River, plus Leeloo from The 5th Element who lends herself well to space-faring crossovers if interested)
Looking for: M/F/M, F/M/F
Assumed CR, AU, or Otherwise: Yes to all. Crossover and canon both loved!
Yes: Fluffy-smut, Hurt/Comfort, Light Bondage, Food-play (Kaylee loves strawberries and chocolate in particular), Bathing/Shower sex, Romance, No-strings sex, OT3s, what have you!
No: gore, vore, scat, watersports
Anything Else: Kaylee has a thing for engines, and she loves all kinds of ships (pun absolutely intended).
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sexy sexycrew. He's certainly not law-abiding enough to object to either of the other two. Character summary's here if you're interested! I figure he'd drop into the Fireflyverse due to damage to his ship's FTL engines, so he'd certainly have cause to want to "recruit" a mechanic, and it would be quite a smorgasbord of fun new machines for Kaylee to learn about.]no subject
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Takeo had brought his ship into dock to take a look around. Caution wasn't exactly his middle name--he was a legendary pirate, after all--and more to the point, he needed to get a look around at his new circumstances before deciding on his next course of action. His FTL engine was burned out, and the star configurations weren't right; all sorts of things could have gone awry. He'd need parts, at the very least--and probably parts to make machines to make new custom parts--and ideally a competent mechanic to work with him, and maybe some hot girls to brighten the place up. So far it was seedy enough to totally be his style, but his lack of connections would be pesky. He always had trade goods, though, just in case. That aspect, at least, wouldn't be a problem.
Of course, his ship was like nothing anyone had ever seen. Not only was it damaged, but it didn't look like any sort of standard ship at all, as though someone--probably someone very wealthy, from the aesthetics and the fancy-looking unfamiliar tech--had ordered it custom-built. It might have been about the modest size of a firefly, but it was definitely no firefly.
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One ship, in particular, was quite the sight to behold. She couldn't help but wonder if it was as uniquely constructed inside as it was outside--and she found herself edging toward it for a closer look. Maybe she could sweet-talk its captain into giving her a peek. Trade her services for a tour.
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Takeo was returning from taking a look around at the available parts. It wasn't very promising. Most of the mechanics weren't that promising, either. Worst case, he could probably get the ship up and running again on his own, but it could take awhile. None of the right parts, none of the right machine tools? He was pretty good, but he wasn't "improvise an FTL engine with obsolete bits" good.
He wasn't expecting to find the girl there, ogling his ship. He couldn't help but grin to himself, strolling up behind her, and lean over her shoulder to speak softly in her ear, in a low, rich voice.
"Afternoon. The pretty lady like what she sees?"
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"You say it as though you've met someone who doesn't, and that I've got to say seems unlikely." He pauses briefly, before summarizing with a playfully appraising look and a nod. "Very pretty."
He offered his free hand, the other holding something wrapped in cloth (roughly like a big cabbage in size, but a slightly more irregular shape).
"Captain Takeo Masaki, and this is the Anne Bonny. I'm afraid she's not at her most polished, at the moment. Although there is something appealing about a lady who's a bit tousled but ready to keep going, don't you think?"
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The thing that he wasn't quite prepared for when it came to space travel was the boredom. He could deal with the small spaces, the spartan quarters, and the eccentricities of the crew, but... he could only bring so much reading material with him, and even though he'd tried to make it last, he quickly began succumbing to boredom.
So, he started to explore. Trying not to obstruct anyone doing their job, of course. Which meant the cargo hold and certain paths and crawlspaces.
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It wasn't precisely an accident that she just happened to wander down the same corridor he was exploring. "You look...lost. I could show you around."
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So he didn't quite know how to respond to her, especially as she had caught him off guard.
"I...er.. don't know how lost I could be in a ship of this size, but..." But it was better than being alone, anyway. "Sure. What would you care to show me?"
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1 or 2 characters?: 2, they're a married couple package deal
Looking for: A female playmate for F/M/F hijinks. A particular fondness for the 18 and under crowd, but not a requirement.
Assumed CR, AU, or Otherwise: All good. They're OCs and can be pretty easily adapted into canons.
Yes: All the usual vanilla threesome stuff. Fluffy, romantic, PWP. A particular fondness for Mdom flavored bondage/kink, but not a requirement. Open to many scenarios including incest and dub-con.
No: Usual gore/vore/scat/bathroom stuff. No preg.
Anything Else: Bit of a slow responder, but the backtagging will be strong.
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1 or 2 characters?: Either. Justin by himself or I can bring in his friend Valleri,
Looking for: A female playmate for F/M/F hijinks. A great fondness for the 18 and under crowd, but not a requirement.
Assumed CR, AU, or Otherwise: All good. Both Justin and Valleri OCs and can be pretty easily adapted into canons.
Yes: All the usual vanilla threesome stuff. Fluffy, romantic, PWP. A particular fondness for Mdom flavored bondage/kink, but not a requirement. Open to many scenarios including incest and dub-con.
No: Usual gore/vore/scat/bathroom stuff. No preg.
Anything Else: Bit of a slow responder, but the backtagging will be strong.
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He kinda hoped that the "whoever else" would be Makoto, but he knows that Makoto is preoccupied for the night. The twins and whatnot.
Haruka should have picked another night.
He sighs, waiting for the other's company. They could... catch up some more. Maybe head over to the basketball courts later. Haruka isn't too terrible a shot - back when he was in middle school, anyway. Maybe they could go swimming. Maybe they could go somewhere for dinner, like when they had lunch together.
The memory irritates him, but he tries to keep his annoyances in check, waiting at the bottom of the stone steps and keeping an eye out for his old, old... friend.]
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But he had been busy.
And rescheduling for the purposes of dragging Makoto along was terribly transparent, on both their parts, so he'd agreed to simply drag someone else along.
So he decided that he'd invite someone else along, with the sole purpose of creating as much amusement for himself as possible.
And that was how he was bouncing up the path to the steps to Haru's, a one Sousuke Yamazaki in (reluctant) attendance.]
Haru-chan!
[To make it worse, Haru couldn't even retreat, as he made it all too clear he'd been spotted.]
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Don't call me -chan.
[It's bad enough to be called Haru-chan in the first place. Even worse in front of Yamazaki. His gaze shifts from Kisumi to Sousuke, and his frown deepens as he does.]
Yamazaki.
[Kisumi, he wonders, must surely be persuasive if he managed to bring that guy over. Willingly.]
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Apparently, he hadn't gotten the full details of the night's plans - or company - and was now just as inextricably wound up in Kisumi's schemes as Haru was.]
Nanase.
[Just what was he scheming?]
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So he can't truly blame Kisumi.
Even if he does anyway.
His house - his parents' house - is the same as it's always been. Completely bare and plain, but Haruka makes his way to the kitchen to prepare tea for them all.]
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Or something.
So he'll brush off the annoyance emanating from both of them - as always - all the same, and follow along after (No escaping, Sousuke.) up to Haru's house and right into the kitchen with him to linger just a little too close over his shoulder.]
Ah, sorry, sorry, it's a habit, Haru-chan~
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He's used to Kisumi hovering around closely all the time, and he throws him an annoyed glanced, too.]
I won't feed you.
[He will, though, feed Sousuke. He sets all their teacups on a tray and starts gathering snacks from a cabinet.]
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