you two are doing the do, as you do - except, oh no, you're not in the safety of your own room! there's no risk of being discovered here, as you're already exposed. all eyes are on you and your boo.
can't help it - you're so (blegh) in love you can't control your emotions.
don't care - the two of you have been kept apart for so long, you don't mind who sees you together.
swingers/party - at the orgy, you're out of place if you're not having sex for all to see.
uncontained lust - hormones or sex pollen strikes!
forced - aliens making you breed? threat of death?
kink - you're just a exhibitionist.
possessive - what's yours is yours and you're going to show the world.
ritual - sex as a rite of passage or a ceremony that must be performed.
humiliation - one of you wants to shame the other.
(ooc: A few ideas came to mind. A sex party that Usa misinterpreted or was given bad information about so she's sort of milling around the periphery until bumping into Camilla. Uncontained lust, could mix with the first or stand alone. Maybe they meet each other out in a park/garden where the pollen is strong. Or ritual... which I just lost the idea I had. Anyway, does anything strike your fancy? Maybe a whole other idea?)
[ Ritual is something I'm always super down for. As fun as the pollen can be, I'm sure we can find a reason for these two of all people to fuck while in their right minds-but a party would also be fun. Either it was a sex party and Usa didn't realize, or the opposite and Camilla humors her anyway? ]
(ooc: How about we go with the party theme. Usa goes to the party, not quite what she expected, but she's not put off by it. People begin to pair off, she's the odd person out, starts to feel a bit resentful and annoyed, then she encounters Camilla who was running late or in another room.)
[ If it would interest you, can even go with a sloppy seconds sort of thing? Where Camilla was actually one of the first to pair off and is on the prowl for somebody new? ]
(ooc: I'd thought of that but I think if she's going to be feeling left out, she'd be happier with someone who hadn't been involved in anything yet, unless whoever Camilla paired off with didn't work out for whatever reason.)
[ Ah, sure, we can go with both having not had any luck yet then. Maybe Camilla's actually the hostess and was always planning to come out once the majority had been paired off to either get with whoever was left or, if nobody was, make a threesome out of one pair? ]
The evening started off well enough, elegant surroundings, plentiful food and drink, not to mention plush furniture and pillows just about anywhere you looked. Usa was enjoying herself, a knowing little grin playing across her lips as she wandered through the crowd. Most everyone knew what they were there for and yet as the evening went on, she had yet to find anyone who caught her eye. In fact, it felt as if no one was approaching her at all, which was quite annoying. Two by two, and occasionally more than two, people began to group together, taking up space on the couches, pillow piles, even the tables. Usa was starting to get annoyed and aroused at the same time, which made her even more annoyed.
While she was left to wonder if she was even good enough, she milled around the food table, taking out her frustrations on the remaining cake. She'd gone through three pieces before she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. That wasn't unusual, since the whole floor seemed like a constantly moving sea of human skin. There was color, though, clothing still on a body. It was Camilla of all people, standing there looking around with a bemused look. Usa turned, setting her plate aside with cake piece number four. "Are you feeling alright? I didn't expect you to still be... clothed."
When she'd realized that Usa was the last one left, Camilla couldn't have been happier. Well, that wasn't necessarily true-making a threesome of some sort, especially if it happened to include the pink-haired beauty, might have made her happier. Nobody at the party had intrigued her more than Usa, and so she counted herself lucky as she made her way out from her hiding hole.
"I always make sure every one of my guests is satisfied before joining in myself, Usa." Camilla moved closer to her, sidestepping the occasional body as she made her way to the food table. "And I do mean every one. You don't look particularly satisfied."
Maybe she'd been too picky, took too long to decide, it wouldn't be the first time. Usa had met with just about everyone in the room at some point but nothing had clicked with anyone. That wasn't true, there were a handful that would have sufficed, but she kept thinking the next person would be better somehow. None held a candle to Camilla, who she'd lost track of somewhere early in the evening. Unfortunately there were a finite number of people and time ran out. On the bright side, there was still plenty of cake.
"Really? I suppose that's the proper way to run a party," she replied, feeling particularly unsatisfied at the moment. Usa remained where she was, letting Camilla come to her. The way she moved was quite elegant and ladylike, something she had once striven for and lost along the way. With Camilla so near she took a step closer and gave a little shrug. "That's because I'm not satisfied at all. I spent too much time thinking and now I'm all by myself. At least, I was. Now that you're here, maybe you would help me find that elusive satisfaction?"
"I would be more than happy to. Though, first-" With a small smile, she sidestepped Usa to grab a piece of cake herself. "The worst part of running my parties this way is that I sometimes miss out on refreshments. If you can forgive me a minute or two longer, I simply must have a piece."
At some point-well, clearly, when she'd retreated to her bedroom as people began pairing off-Camilla had switched from her party dress to a t-shirt and short skirt. More functional, and less problematic if things got messy, as she always hoped they would. The easy access had from a short skirt compared to a long, tight one was nice, too. "Besides your prior lack of amorous partner, have you been enjoying yourself?"
Considering she had relegated herself to either working things out on her own or jumping in with another couple, she wasn't in any particular hurry to get things done. The latter would have required timing, though now she wasn't watching the crowd for breaks in the action. Instead her attention was focused solely upon Camilla. She had changed clothes, which made Usa wonder if that had taken longer than expected.
"Of course. There's one right here," she said, picking up the plate she'd had a moment before and offering it over. Usa for her part was still wearing the black dress she'd arrived in, which did offer some easy access, all things considered. Removing it completely would take a little more effort. Usa turned to lean against the table, folding her arms just beneath her chest, which had the side effect of pushing it up. "The food is good, so yes. Aside from that, I was having a pretty good time. I don't get to enjoy parties much. I got used to being on my own all the time and it's a hard habit to break."
[ooc: Up for something with Hinoka? Some ideas could be a Conquest route humiliation prompt, sex pollen or magic down any route, or modern AUs for swinger party or pornstar au?]
[ Ngl, pornstar AU sounds absolutely fantastic. I'd also be down for some sex pollen, maybe actually pre-route and just a giant Corrin family orgy breaks out instead of a battle? Obviously we'd play these two as relatively off on their own, but still where they can see/be seen. ]
[TBH, I was sort of hoping for the pornstar route most so why don't we do that? It's a pet fav. trope of mine. A setup I had in mind is these two not really getting along, and Hinoka gets contracted into a scene she's expecting to be with someone else but Camilla gets subbed in at the last second? Or vice versa, with Hinoka as the substitution. And because of contracts or pre game aphrodisiacs, they go for it. Maybe aggressively]
[ Maybe they both don't know? Cam can still be the one brought in as a sub, but they basically just told her they needed a live body who was willing to eat pussy. Pre-game aphrodisiacs could be fun, especially if it leads to a rivals-with-benefits relationship of some fucked up sort thereafter.]
[That sounds great to me. Are there any things you want to throw in? Oral/fingering/rivalry feelings for sure. Toys/strapons/handcuffs maybe since those are common porny things?
[Well I do so love bruising Hinoka's ego...if you're fine with that? Though I'm sure she'd like the chance to make Camilla squeal.
If you're up to writing a quick starter I can jump in shortly. I'm on mobile and wrapping up a dead work day. I can start when I get home, I just don't like trying to do anything lengthy on mobile.]
[ Absolutely! And we'll go with Camilla sporting the strap-on for now, but maybe after the cameras stop and they're still dosed Hinoka turns the tables.]
It was just another scene. One she was going to get paid extra, even-the other girl, Oreki or something like that, had backed out at the last minute. And what they needed (wanted, more like) was a busty girl who knew how to handle a strap-on; Camilla fit the bill perfectly. What they hadn't told her was who her co-star would be. Though she usually didn't need much in the way of prep, the director insisted that she 'gear up' for the scene, and so Camilla had taken two pills-one to induce arousal, one to give her extra focus-before making her way out to the set.
It was fairly straightforward, at least. She had two lines, and they had cue cards for her-though Camilla took enough pride in her work that she'd already memorized them. Dressed in a skimpy cheerleader's outfit, the idea being that the other talent was to be a stereotypically gay volleyball player, only to have the tables turned on her.
Beginning to tap her feet somewhat impatiently, Camilla could already feel excitement dripping down her thigh. The most important element of the skimpy version of this outfit, of course, was no spanks.
There were plenty of reasons Hinoka opted to take this scene, but the biggest one was contract security. The studio wanted her involved in more girl-on-girl scenes since she was generally pretty enthusiastic about being the top in such scenes, but they wanted her to bottom as well. So it'd been slipped in as a requirement for one scene per contract term, a stipulation for renewal. She actually enjoyed working with Oreki, so she'd agreed pretty readily, and while the last minute changeup wasn't ideal she'd just decided to roll with it. The money was good, the contract terms were hella generous, and the people she got to work with were amazing.
The pills she'd been asked to take in advance weren't that unusual either, especially since she rarely bottomed, and they'd left her wet and ready for the scene. Makeup took a little longer than usual, which was aggravating when she was already this worked up. When she finally made it on set she was already glad for the focus pill, and practically bouncing with eagerness. It was the only thing keeping her from rubbing one out right away.
Dressed in a skimpy little volleyball outfit, midriff bare to expose her toned belly and shorts just thin enough to make her arousal evident, she steps onto the stage and blinks. It's...her. Camilla. The one person in the company she'd never worked with, and the one person she can honestly say she didn't like. Something about her, the smug attitude and the way she held herself just didn't agree with the redhead. But the cameras were already rolling...and she was just...so...horny.
"Hey bitch," she said with a valley girl accent. Her first of few lines. "What're you doing slumming it in our changing room? Cheerleaders like you get the nice new changing room, so what gives?"
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While she was left to wonder if she was even good enough, she milled around the food table, taking out her frustrations on the remaining cake. She'd gone through three pieces before she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. That wasn't unusual, since the whole floor seemed like a constantly moving sea of human skin. There was color, though, clothing still on a body. It was Camilla of all people, standing there looking around with a bemused look. Usa turned, setting her plate aside with cake piece number four. "Are you feeling alright? I didn't expect you to still be... clothed."
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"I always make sure every one of my guests is satisfied before joining in myself, Usa." Camilla moved closer to her, sidestepping the occasional body as she made her way to the food table. "And I do mean every one. You don't look particularly satisfied."
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"Really? I suppose that's the proper way to run a party," she replied, feeling particularly unsatisfied at the moment. Usa remained where she was, letting Camilla come to her. The way she moved was quite elegant and ladylike, something she had once striven for and lost along the way. With Camilla so near she took a step closer and gave a little shrug. "That's because I'm not satisfied at all. I spent too much time thinking and now I'm all by myself. At least, I was. Now that you're here, maybe you would help me find that elusive satisfaction?"
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At some point-well, clearly, when she'd retreated to her bedroom as people began pairing off-Camilla had switched from her party dress to a t-shirt and short skirt. More functional, and less problematic if things got messy, as she always hoped they would. The easy access had from a short skirt compared to a long, tight one was nice, too. "Besides your prior lack of amorous partner, have you been enjoying yourself?"
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"Of course. There's one right here," she said, picking up the plate she'd had a moment before and offering it over. Usa for her part was still wearing the black dress she'd arrived in, which did offer some easy access, all things considered. Removing it completely would take a little more effort. Usa turned to lean against the table, folding her arms just beneath her chest, which had the side effect of pushing it up. "The food is good, so yes. Aside from that, I was having a pretty good time. I don't get to enjoy parties much. I got used to being on my own all the time and it's a hard habit to break."
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If you're up to writing a quick starter I can jump in shortly. I'm on mobile and wrapping up a dead work day. I can start when I get home, I just don't like trying to do anything lengthy on mobile.]
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It was just another scene. One she was going to get paid extra, even-the other girl, Oreki or something like that, had backed out at the last minute. And what they needed (wanted, more like) was a busty girl who knew how to handle a strap-on; Camilla fit the bill perfectly. What they hadn't told her was who her co-star would be. Though she usually didn't need much in the way of prep, the director insisted that she 'gear up' for the scene, and so Camilla had taken two pills-one to induce arousal, one to give her extra focus-before making her way out to the set.
It was fairly straightforward, at least. She had two lines, and they had cue cards for her-though Camilla took enough pride in her work that she'd already memorized them. Dressed in a skimpy cheerleader's outfit, the idea being that the other talent was to be a stereotypically gay volleyball player, only to have the tables turned on her.
Beginning to tap her feet somewhat impatiently, Camilla could already feel excitement dripping down her thigh. The most important element of the skimpy version of this outfit, of course, was no spanks.
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There were plenty of reasons Hinoka opted to take this scene, but the biggest one was contract security. The studio wanted her involved in more girl-on-girl scenes since she was generally pretty enthusiastic about being the top in such scenes, but they wanted her to bottom as well. So it'd been slipped in as a requirement for one scene per contract term, a stipulation for renewal. She actually enjoyed working with Oreki, so she'd agreed pretty readily, and while the last minute changeup wasn't ideal she'd just decided to roll with it. The money was good, the contract terms were hella generous, and the people she got to work with were amazing.
The pills she'd been asked to take in advance weren't that unusual either, especially since she rarely bottomed, and they'd left her wet and ready for the scene. Makeup took a little longer than usual, which was aggravating when she was already this worked up. When she finally made it on set she was already glad for the focus pill, and practically bouncing with eagerness. It was the only thing keeping her from rubbing one out right away.
Dressed in a skimpy little volleyball outfit, midriff bare to expose her toned belly and shorts just thin enough to make her arousal evident, she steps onto the stage and blinks. It's...her. Camilla. The one person in the company she'd never worked with, and the one person she can honestly say she didn't like. Something about her, the smug attitude and the way she held herself just didn't agree with the redhead. But the cameras were already rolling...and she was just...so...horny.
"Hey bitch," she said with a valley girl accent. Her first of few lines. "What're you doing slumming it in our changing room? Cheerleaders like you get the nice new changing room, so what gives?"