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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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Medicine also had one other advantageous effect under the circumstances. It took time, time that she didn't have to focus on waiting for her friend to show up, time that was slipping away gradually while her body was kept in a creepy sort of stasis, one arm mutilated beyond repair even if the wound was stopped, wounds everywhere.

When she tilted her head back like that, she'd catch sight of the screen, of the front door banging open and a red-head storming in, her sword brandished. The door slammed behind quickly afterwards, and the reinforced doorway held against her first swing, heavy green gas flooding the chamber swiftly, threatening to overwhelm her before she could properly think of a retort.

"And I will pleasure myself as I watch you end her life, watch her climaxing in her final moments. Betrayed, full of lust she never knew was there."

Her body wasn't coming back, no, not with the internal damage, the way her breathing rasped, and her heart occasionally fluttered. Alive, but not going anywhere, at least not productively; she breathed deeply, slowly, focusing on it to try and keep herself as strong as possible until Hikaru arrived...

And hey, there she was, and so easily beaten by a simple gas trap. That wasn't something they'd ever had to deal with before. "...betrayed. Yeah. ...friends don't get friends raped and murdered, usually."

Something so simple, and yet at the same time so difficult for humans to face. When the door didn't give against Hikaru's initial assault, she dropped to her knees, clutching at her collar before collapsing in exhaustion and succumbing. Reaver smiled, walking up to Umi and running his palm under her chin, leaning in to offer her an affectionate kiss on the mouth. He pulled on her lips, growling into the kiss and then drawing back to wink.

"And yet... you are still her friend. You want her to enjoy her last moments, like it or not, don't you?" Servants were collecting her unconscious form now, taking her in and bringing her to them. "I'll use my best aphrodisiacs to help make sure of it."

You couldn't stab gas. Sure a girl could try but you just wouldn't get very far, and Hikaru didn't have fire magic here to burst through the door, nor a massive broadsword to chop it down - just her oh so small frame. Umi moaned into Reaver's kiss, one eye still open on her collapsed friend, heart pounding in anticipation.

"I love her... so much," Umi whispered, smiling. "I want this to be special, and I want her to enjoy the whole... messy business."

Hikaru didn't stand a chance, not really. She was brought up and into the room, her clothes having already been stripped along with all of her possessions. With the knowledge he had of Umi, Reaver had been quite clear on the instructions. No jewelry was left on her. She was brought in and strapped onto a table, right there where Umi could see her body, breathing fitfully.

Reaver broke the kisses to smile at her, his eyes full of sick, twisted life. "We're going to make her experience such pleasure that she barely knows what's happening," he said before going to pick up a vial and very carefully inject a pink looking fluid into the girl's shoulder.

Umi probably knew it, though he hadn't bothered to use something that strong on her, not unless she asked for it, for a long time.

At the sight of Hikaru, unconscious and nude, Umi couldn't help but smile. She was just so cute, so pretty, so sexy... Umi had wanted her all to herself. Despite her relationship status elsewhere, Umi was certain she couldn't share Hikaru - and now her last breaths would belong to Umi. "I can't wait... I want to make her scream so much."

She scooted closer, looking down at Hikaru, then dropping her feet to the ground, pushing herself quite unsteadily to her feet. Reaver's medical attention had done enough for that, even if she was lightheaded enough to stagger a little. It was a short distance to Hikaru, though, and she bent down, one hand on the table for support, looking closely at her face.

The flush was apparent almost immediately. Aphrodisiacs were coursing through Hikaru's body while she was kept in the induced and comatose state for the moment. A second injection was added, on the other shoulder, before he settled himself behind Umi. "The two drugs will wake her when they're fully coursing through her veins," he said very softly. "Every fiber of her body will be alive, her nerves like fire, unable to even think for the sensations. You remember what it was like, before I trained your nerves to be like that," he said, his fingers reaching down to squeeze Umi's rear, his other reaching to the wound in her throat, brushing against it and pushing in for a second before slipping out and flecking her lips.

"She'll awake to the height of passion, barely able to contain herself," he breathed, leaning her closer. "Maddening pleasure and seeing you broken... starting to fuck her. Do you want any toy to begin? She should see you broken, wanting to do these things to her."

The only problem with missing an arm, really, was that it gave her less ways to touch Hikaru, to pleasure her, and it would make it a little more difficult to kill her. ...that said, Reaver probably had something like a really heavy cleaver, and even in this state, Umi had a hell of an arm on her. Perhaps enough to get through Hikaru's neck in one swing...

There were so many fun ways to kill a friend, though. "I remember how amazing it was," she croaked, "so much pleasure it was almost terrifying. I hope she screams." Umi leaned down, not wanting to wait for Hikaru to wake up to start kissing her, gently pressing her lips against her friend's, slow and a bit careful.

Hikaru was still restrained when the kiss began. Her lips were supple and pliant, but unresponsive for the moment. The last additive ensured that she would wake shortly, the drugs having had their desired effect. Nipples began to harden, and clitoris stiffened in response to the stimulation of the aphrodisiacs. Reaver watched the kiss to the initially unconscious girl's form and reached his hands down to slowly caress his way up one of the red-head's legs, fingers dangerously close to her sex.

His free hand, meanwhile, went to Umi's ass, groping it as he leaned up behind, not quite in sight and tongued the inside of her own thighs, dragging close to one of her well used, almost ruined entries.

Hikaru's eyes fluttered open, and a sequence of events unfolded. There was pleasure at first and she moaned into the kiss, eyes half-lidded and needy sounds going through Umi's lips. She pulled for a second before they opened with a start, shock and fear there as she pulled on the restraints. Terror formed because she could almost see how one eye-socket was ruined between the bangs. This couldn't be real... and then her tongue moved of its own accord and her body was on fire, the tongue wanting more. What was happening to her? Who's hand was touching her genitals like that? She wanted to fight, but it was so hard with what was going on. Was it some sort of lust magic?

Even just kissing her while she... uh... 'slept'... was nice. Umi wished she could've kissed a slumbering Hikaru before, wished she'd known she was going to die so young so that she could've made the most of her short life. Still, she was going to die with Hikaru's final moments firmly in her hands, and that was a beautiful way to die. Now, if only Hikaru would see that.

She wiggled her ass a little as Reaver grabbed at her, and fingered Hikaru, and licked up towards her holes. Sighing, as Hikaru opened her eyes, she looked into them as Hikaru pulled away. Her eye was missing, and Hikaru might not have even noticed her arm yet either, but she was panicking, and Umi couldn't have that.

"Shhh. Hikaru... I'm here for you. It's going to be alright." And she leaned in to capture Hikaru's lips again, kissing more deeply now.

"Wha, wait, you, but!" was all that Hikaru managed to get before she was being kissed again, this time, her tongue moving almost seemingly of its own accord, plunging up and into her friend's mouth. Her confusion was so much more real at this point, the whole situation surreal. Fingers clenched and muscles tensed as she felt fingers drawing up and brushing the entrance to her sex before moving beyond.

The masculine hand went for Umi's. It gently took her wrist that was not completely ruined and brought it down, brushing the wound in the process. Settling it at Hikaru's thigh, he reached both of his hands to her waist and licked up to her ass. Carefully, he had already had to withdraw her severed hand from inside just to make sure she could stand at all, so his tongue met the opened, widened and slack back door and began to lap at it, tonguing her while her friend kissed back in confusion and mortal fear, arousal starting to take over gradually.

No words allowed - only pleasure. Finally, she was kissing Hikaru, making love to her; if this wasn't going to be the end of their lives, she'd have gladly taken off her arms and legs and kept her as a pet at this point. Greed and lust had gotten the better of her; Hikaru was her's now, and she wasn't going to relinquish the privileges that came with that. So Umi kissed Hikaru, and, when indicated, brought her remaining hand to her friend's thigh, sliding up between her legs to brush over her sex. However many fingers she should be able to take, Umi was going to give her more... because she's enjoy it now. Anything and everything Umi did would translate to pleasure.

Normally, Umi's ass was tight enough that, even after a rough treatment, it wasn't really left gaping for long - but with a hole hand stuffed inside and her body on the brink of failure, she was left hanging open. She moaned into Hikaru's mouth as that tongue pressed into her ass, before breaking away for a moment. "I-I love you Hikaru," she whispered, tears in her eyes.

The pressure of fingers against those now sopping lips caused a distinct moan from Hikaru and her hips pressed down, causing the first bit of Umi's digits to work into her. Her body was acting on its own, and the spike in pleasure was dulling her mind, her ability to realize that something was horribly wrong. She breathed desperately through her nose, tongue dragging along Umi's while the kiss deepened and finally panting as drool trickled between them in a trail. The words that she heard solicited an almost automatic reaction. "I... I love you too, Umi. What are ... please don't stop that."

She wasn't thinking saliently at this point. The aphrodisiacs had flooded her brain and her head arched back, exposing her throat while pain, pleasure and almost every nerve started to fire only pleasureful sensations. It was impossible to think like this, so her brain started to shut down a little, giving into animal lusts while she tried not to think about the things she'd seen, what had brought her here.

Reaver, meanwhile, was using his hands to keep Umi steady while his tongue dragged along the ruined sphincter. One set of digits reached up to brush over her clit as he tongued her again, using her lower body out of sight from Hikaru, waiting for the girl to abuse her friend and enjoying every minute of the show from below.

To start, two fingers. Whether or not Hikaru was a virgin, Umi wasn't going to start by ripping her pussy open, although she might end up spilling quite a bit of blood there eventually. This was perfect though, Hikaru calm, hopped up on aphrodisiac and willing to accept this gruesome situation without a question. Umi licked her lips, and drove those two fingers deep inside of her friend, thrusting back and force, picking up the pace a little. Regardless of Hikaru's past experience or lack thereof, she was going to give the little redhead the most mind-blowing orgasms of her short, about-to-end life.

As her head tilted back, Umi dove in for that, next, and while the first few moments were gentle kisses she was quick to bite down on Hikaru's neck, twisting her teeth to leave bruises and red marks.

At the same time, Reaver was working on her own pleasure; alas, Hikaru was way too out of it to reciprocate Umi's affections, so he'd have to help out there as well.

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