Risky Rendezvous

HOW TO PLAY
- Comment: info, preferences, prompts you like, desired roles, etc.
- Reply: to others.
- RNG: if you'd like. Otherwise, go nuts.
PROMPTS
- petplay: All good pets need to be trained. Of course, they naturally want to please master or mistress, so taking to the leash and collar is in their blood. You may want to give them a helping hand, though, and keep those temptations like acting like a human out of their sights.
- daddy/baby girl: Or something more gender neutral. Whatever the case, you love taking care of your little one and spoiling them...unless they need punished for being a brat. They may be too young, but you can't help yourself.
- medical play: The doctor will see you now.
- bondage: Whips and chains excite you. Ropes aren't too bad, either.
- religious: Forgive me father, for I have sinned. And now, I'll have to confess it all.
- let go: You've got all your shit together in life. In your private life, though, you like to let go and lose yourself - either by being rough and controlling someone else or being controlled.
- student/teacher: Young teacher, the subject of school girl fantasies. You know the drill. Somebody's staying after class.
- non-con: They say no, but you know they mean yes.
- master/servant: Maid or butler uniform optional.
- newlyweds: There's nothing like your wedding night.
- cheating: Your cheatin' heart may or may not be in the right place.
- robbery: Give up all your goods and give up something else, too.
- incest: It's all relative.
- crossdressing: Girls will be girls and boys will be girls.
- police: Ready for a game of good cop, bad cop?
- wanton: Oe of you has all the trappings of a slut, with all that ill-repute, and the other has to put them in their "place." Dirty talk, sexy clothing, toys, maybe even glory holes, oh my! The more perverse, the better.
- strangers: You'd never do this with someone you just met! Good thing you've really known each other forever.
- prostitution: All the naughtiness of an appointment between a prostitute and a John.
- nurturing: We know all of you love a mother or father figure.
- someone else: Usually, a lover calling out someone else's name is anathema, but now, it's apropos..
- RUSSIAN ROULETTE
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Quatre Raberba Winner | Gundam Wing | M/M
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usagi tsukino - 30~ years old milf version ( parallel sailor moon ) f/m
info | assumed cr info [ available in sweet/vanilla/canon or kinky versions ] | super basic prefs )
Adam Parrish / The Raven Cycle
Katsuki Yuri | Yuri!!! on Ice | M/M
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It's been a complete one-eighty from the last banquet, which feels like it's been far more than just one year ago. Granted, there was (woefully) no stripper pole this time around, but it hardly mattered. The dance-off was still plenty enjoyable to watch.
The party eventually began to dwindle. However, before either of them could say their goodnights and additional congratulations, Yuuri had his arm looped through Viktor's, dragging him off to who knows where. Very initially he was cautious, since Yuuri was buzzed by this time, but he knew that there would be no forgetting this year.
Yuuri keeps talking at him, stealing kisses, and trying several times to undo his belt buckle, yank on his tie, and fumble with the buttons of his shirt- all which aren't very successful. For once, too, although he's a bit entertained, Viktor knows they really should reach their hotel, first.
Which definitely does not end up happening.
They wind up in one of the smaller side rooms along the main corridor, still somewhat busy with people. The light was on, but no one was within. With Yuuri's impatience thinning, the door not only remains unlocked, but left ajar. It takes little, ultimately, for Viktor to give in. He's never had an issue with being so public, unlike Yuuri. Who hopefully won't end up regretting all of what they're getting into. Probably embarrassed, but that depends on if they're actually caught.
One thing very quickly leads to another, though at the start it actually takes Viktor trying to catch up to Yuuri, who has a hand down Viktor's now-successfully unzipped pants. In turn he's untucking Yuuri's shirt, before he just wraps that arm around him to grabs his ass. Their kiss is a little more rough than earlier on; aimless, but passionate and needy. All Viktor can do is moan against it, hips pressing against Yuuri's hand. He's long since given up on trying to get the other to redirect this elsewhere.
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bryn zethir | original | m/f
wanda maximoff | mcu | m/f
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[OOC: Great! Let me know if this needs tweaking.]
Everyone on their loosely-knit "team" has their own ways of dealing with the reality of being international fugitives. Some have gone completely into hiding, only poking their heads out when necessary. Those with no real other home to speak of orbit Steve like satellites, helping him out while he continues to do "the job" at the same time they're avoiding capture.
Nobody knows that Bucky and Wanda's favorite coping mechanism for the last few months has been sneaking off whenever they can to screw each other senseless.
It started as a single time, a product of boredom and frustration, but by now it's grown into something significant. So much so that they've trusted one another with the knowledge of what's turned out to be a compatible and shared predilection, one that lets them really break away from their other selves for a while and just focus on what they need.
And what Bucky needs right now, he's certain he's about to get, standing in the usual kind of nondescript hotel room they usually meet up in, In his hands, he holds a leather collar, adorned with a metal buckle and a large metal ring, up in front of Wanda. "You ready for this?" Bucky asks.
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She'd never expected to lose her new home so quickly, or to find the tides turned against her just as fast. Unlike the others, Wanda is used to living with little, having no intense desire for material goods so long as the bare necessities are taken care of. The situation is better than that, thankfully, but living day to day is still tight, and that's not even taking into account what the situation is doing to an already precarious mental and emotional state.
It's been easier since she's become involved with Bucky. His mind can be a minefield but there's still a part of him that can be blessedly quiet inside, drawing her back to him almost as often as what they get up to does. The games, the give and take and the trust they're building, and most of all the way she can get outside of her head and the reality of their world.
Standing in front of him now, she looks down at the collar he holds in his hands before letting her gaze slide up meet his once more. As she exhales, she nods. "I'm ready," she says, drawing her hands up to lift her long hair away from her neck.
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cathy barrett | the nightside | m/f
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[OOC: Okay, gotcha. I think it'll be easier leaning more to 2, but some 7 could get worked in. Let me know if this needs tweaking.]
Mina. Mina. Mina.
Sir Malcolm repeated his daughter's name like a mantra, using it to remind himself of why he was here in the Nightside, and what his true mission was. Whoever or whatever power had taken possession of his daughter's soul and then spirited her away from him, may well reside or have gone to ground in this parallel realm. Sir Malcolm shouldn't have been surprised, really, with all he'd been learning of the secret supernatural aspect of the world. But the Nightside was vast and dangerous, and so he had secured the services of a private detective in hopes of locating Mina more swiftly.
The man had not counted on encountering someone like Cathy Barrett, of course, and certainly did not predict the instant and powerful connection that had struck them both on first meeting. Now, between his own searchings and Cathy's work at the agency, the girl can most often now be found in the rooms Sir Malcolm is renting while there.
Now is one of those times, and Sir Malcolm sits in a large, plush chair in the living room of the suite, nursing a glass of scotch and waiting for his young paramour, his new "little girl" to emerge from the bedroom.
Mariya Shidou | MariaHolic | OTA