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Is it Thursday? Must be Mid-Fuck!

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?

In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.

THE RULES:

Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck!
Keep going and finish the act.
Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
Have fun!

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[Would you mind a thread with Alph here?]

[I wouldn't mind at all!]

There were certain things about Patchouli that Alph just had difficulty resisting. The sight of her in a sweater was one of them. He didn't know if his girlfriend had done that intentionally to get a rise or not, but at least she was receptive to had advances. So now Patchouli was bent over, skirt flipped up, and Alph thrusting into her from behind as he reached around to fondle her sweater puppies.

"Hahh... And no bra either, Patchy...?"

Sometimes, it had to be a bit of torment. Not that Patchouli was really 'mean' per se, but watching Alph's reactions could be oddly entertaining to her. Sometimes, though, she was genuinely trying to entice him -- as she had been this time, hence their current positions.

She chuckled a little at his statement. "I know the things that get your attention by now very well."

"Y-yeah, no kidding..." She hadn't been wearing panties either, so in retrospect it was obvious she wanted to get laid. But right now Alph was more interested in actually doing that than thinking of the details. Alph squeezed her breasts indulgently, the feel of the wool over her soft mounds sending a shiver through him, along with a particularly deep thrust. "Nnh... They feel so soft like this."

Patchouli had already been softly moaning on occasion, and Alph playing with her breasts did nothing to stop that. No surprise, it mostly just encouraged her. Thankfully, Alph was enjoying himself, too, so she wasn't abut to stop anytime soon.

"Mm... I'm glad..."

Those soft moans were music to his ears, and half the reason Alph liked fooling around with her. The other half was his own pleasure, of course, but this sort of thing was equal parts give and take, right?

"Hope you, mn, don't have any plans this afternoon," Alph said, his pace starting to pick up. "I don't know if I'll be satisfied with just this..."

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"Not... not at all, Alph..." she managed. It was getting harder to understand herself, she thought, as Alph kept thrusting away an had even gotten quicker. "I'll try to... let you do everything you want to..."

"So sweet, Patchy..." Alph said breathlessly. Really, she was a wonderful girlfriend, well worth the effort to weather the cold attitude she had towards all new people. Alph squeezed her breasts together, fingers stroking over her nipples, his cock throbbing as he struggled to keep control of himself. "Ah... G-Gonna cum..."

Patchouli took a while to really build much of a relationship, but she loved the few people she held close very dearly. Patchouli had no qualms about doing everything she could for Alph.

Her own moans started to get very loud. "Ah... Keep it up and I will too...!"

Alph was very grateful for that, and tried to make sure PAtchouli knew she was appreciated. In a moment like this, hearing her say that, he felt like he was doing a good enough job.

"Mmmmn..." Alph kept massaging her chest, tensing running all through his body as he tried to resist the growing need to just come already. "Go on, Patchy... Let me know how good this feels...!"

He did a good job, honestly, but she was not exactly good at expressing that. Except in situations like these, where she had even less of a filter than usual.

"Mm... Alph, yes... More...! Please!"

Well, her enthusiasm sure showed through.

That enthusiasm was enough for Alph. She was usually so reserved that seeing her put so much energy into enjoying herself was a potent thing for him.

"Ah... Patchy...!" With a couple more hard thrusts, he finally lost control, letting out a long moan as he came inside her. All the same, his hands didn't stop, rubbing and fondling shamelessly.

Perfect timing on Alph's part, because Patchouli just then got tossed over the edge by that one last hard thrust, causing her to cry out loud, making a noise just recognizable as Alph's name in between the sheer, well, noisiness.

She didn't mind in the slightest that he kept fondling her. She liked how it felt, even.

[ He was already getting used to Patchouli's idea of a fashion sense. The new one was slightly more in tune with the occasion than the thing she showed up in on the night before, but it was even more ridiculous. Even more so was the ridiculous kyun sound she made at him while he was busy staring, one that came off like she didn't quite decide whether she was being a dog or a cat but certainly made it clear what her intent for the outfit was.

Well, Aether took the bait. It took only a little coaxing before Patchouli was on her knees, the knight's hand buried in her hair and his cock clasped between her lips. His hips quickly fell into a steady rhythm, his length pushing deep into her mouth before withdrawing slow enough for her to put her tongue to work, never going further than she was prepared to handle. Not that he doubted Patchouli's ability to deepthroat him, but it was best to wait until she wanted him to do so.

In the meantime, his fingers brushed through her hair, the tips idly flicking against the large animal ears. Yes, they were likely a decoration, but it was never beyond Patchouli to imbibe an odd potion just for the experience of it. He learned that much by now. ]

[Their relationship was definitely quite an odd one. For her, at least. She couldn't say about Aether. It took some time, but their relationship definitely had gotten very sexual. Hence why Patchouli was now on her knees sucking Aether's cock in something that barely constituted an outfit. She was, however, appreciative for his slow, steady start. She fully believed she could take more, but for the moment...

...this was fine.

The ears were a decoration this time. Even if it wouldn't be surprising to see her with those a bit more... real.]

[ In Aether's case, this was best described as a bad habit. If each knight was doomed to have a weak point, then his was definitely women. Back when he was young, two out of his three relationships contributed to the downfall of a kingdom and the death of his beloved king. One would think that such events would render him celibate, but it seemed that his relationships only got more heated since.

Not that they could complain about this. What he had with Patchouli felt just right, habitually lewd as it was.

The fake ears somehow felt even lewder than the alternative (Where did she even find a pair?) and certainly did nothing to spoil the mood. As his fingers left the headband and moved to brush through the gorgeous lilac hair, his hips began to slowly pick up the pace to the point where he was fucking her mouth. Whether he was growing closer to climax or simply got into the mood, he certainly intended to push her a little on the way. ]

[(Incidentally, does Aether realize how lucky he is that she would indulge him? Considering she usually would do no such thing for anyone.)

She didn't mind at all if Aether was going to take such an active role and push a little. She was perfectly content to follow his lead. They'd done this enough times that she figured they both were well aware of what she could and could not do, and he wouldn't make mistakes -- right? Or he'd try not to, anyway? So it was no big deal for her at this point.]

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