bakerstreet | I belong to you, body and soul

( I could play him on either side of this, honestly!! But I would love for him to submit to a strong lady. )

[[Either. A fan of bdsm concepts, and also preferring F/F should Viola be dominant.]]

(Either.)

{ She's definitely the nymph here... and not proud of it. Maybe pearl instincts got the better of her, or maybe it's just a really unhealthy coping mechanism. Game for most kinks - lmk if you're not sure. Not wanting any Rose/PD or Dewey action, sorry. Other than that HMU }

Edited 2018-11-21 17:58 (UTC)

[Asgard's or the Avengers' personal Jotun pleasure slave ~~slut~~. Kink list here.]

Edited 2018-11-21 18:37 (UTC)

[ Probably the one coming home after a stressful day to a warm companion... ]

[He’s fit for either role. Details should you need them.]

[Definitely the recipient, but also young and so can either be ravenous and dominating or can submit to an experienced woman]

Edited 2018-11-22 03:37 (UTC)

( could conceivably be either but more likely to be the dominant partner )

[ A lot of things changed when Jaehwan came onto the scene. It was gradual, but all that did was stop Daseul from realizing so much had gotten fucked up until it was far, far too late. There was just something about Jaehwan that Daseul couldn't stay away from, and the constant thoughts of him whenever he wasn't near damn near drove him out of his mind.

Skipped classes were the first thing- a definite red flag for a boy who hasn't so much as taken a sick day in his entire school life. Ignored texts another; there was no need to carry his phone when he was already with Jaehwan, and messages from Jaejung, from Minseo, from mom, dad, classmates- everything went unread and unanswered. When he stopped coming home entirely, it wasn't a shock, just an unwelcome inevitability.

Now, he doesn't go home anymore. He doesn't leave. Where Jaehwan goes, he follows like an eager dog, and when he's told to stay, he paces the apartment every second until Jaehwan comes back. Any other Daseul would feel high concern for what he's done to himself- but not this one. Everything he left behind seems so unimportant, so woefully boring. Only Jaehwan matters anymore.

He's been pacing Jaehwan's apartment in eager anticipation since the second Jaehwan left. There's been some tidying, some cleaning here and there, but mostly all Daseul can do anymore is bury his face in the dirty laundry and jerk off to keep himself from losing it until Jaehwan returns.

The sound of the automated lock beeping to life as someone punches in the keys from the outside has him jolting out of a mindless stupor, and he skitters across the room with more energy than he's shown for anything to throw himself on the floor on his knees by the door. ]

Welcome home.

[ It isn't the first time in his long life that Jaehwan has found someone with whom he forms a particularly... close bond. Once, just once, it was the other direction, but most often it's been a paramour. None of them have ever fallen in as deep as Daseul has, though. Lives have been interrupted, sure, but most often they at least keep in contact with their family. Still maintain some semblance of the lives that they had before he stepped into them.

But Daseul has decided that his everything belongs to Jaehwan now. And honestly, he's perfectly okay with it. Someone like Daseul is a gem to find in the first place, and Jaehwan has polished him to shine exactly how he wants him to.

He toes off his shoes as he steps inside, smiling with a strangely soft fondness as he gazes down at Daseul on the floor in front of him. Absolute perfection. His hand comes out and he gently runs his fingers along Daseul's jaw, his head tilting to the side. ]

Miss me?

[ Daseul has always been an obsessive kind of boy. He tends to throw himself into things- at people- in his entirety. He throws his everything into whatever task he's set, into whatever he's set his mind on, and works with it until his inevitable burnout and death of interest. This much of Daseul has never been a secret to anybody.

Jaehwan is different from the other things Daseul has thrown himself at, though. He's very, very different. Where Minseo's schedule was always the same and Daseul could predict where she was to an absolute T, Jaehwan flits about with no rhyme or reason. Even Jaejung, unpredictable as he was, had a routine he would stick to. Even he started to make too much sense for thrillseeker Daseul after a while. But not Jaehwan.

Jaehwan comes in as he pleases, goes as he pleases, and makes very, very little sense as a whole to Daseul. That's what makes him so mysterious, and what keeps Daseul from being able to just toss him aside and get over this. He just can't. He has to know absolutely everything there is to know about this strange, sexy boy.

He's close to melting where he is as Jaehwan touches his skin, pushing his face into his hand like an animal. He's fallen so far from where he used to be, but it's really hard for him to care when Jaehwan's hands are soft and warm and finally, finally back. ]

You were gone too long.

[ Honestly, their obsessive personalities have worked out for the be--no, worse. Definitely worse. At least for Daseul. Jaehwan will eventually just move on with his life, but this is where Daseul is going to spend his remaining days. Most likely, anyway.

The way he presses his face into Jaehwan's hand makes the strange fondness in his chest blossom further, warmth spreading from his center to the tips of his fingers, and he lets his palm settle fully against Daseul's jaw. His thumb runs back and forth against his cheekbone, so beautifully prominent on his narrow face, and he bends himself over in order to brush his lips lightly across Daseul's forehead. ]

It's only been... what. Five hours?

[ An eternity for his sweet Daseul.

He pulls a bag out from behind his back and holds it up with a finger. ]

I got you something.

[ Five hours, is that all? It felt like such an eternity for Daseul. He wouldn't have batted an eye if Jaehwan returned and told him it had been five days. Every second Jaehwan is away from him feels bleak and meaningless, and the time moves at an absolute snail's pace. A total opposite to the breakneck speed it moves when Jaehwan is around.

Daseul moves against Jaehwan's hand like he's magnetised to it, and lurches forward to selfishly suck up the affection Jaehwan throws to him. Foolishly, Jaehwan has bent down close enough for Daseul to grab him, and Daseul takes firm hold of the front of his shirt, urging him closer so he can plant a wet and desperate kiss on his mouth.

The gift catches his interest, but not enough for him to pull back. He feels over for it blindly, and mumbles against Jaehwan's mouth. ]

What is it?

[ And that right there is part of the reason why Jaehwan has been more than happy to keep his pet around. He has fight to him still. An independence that usually gets lost when someone decides they want to give themselves up like Daseul has. None would ever grab on to him like that, take what they want from him without asking. It's what makes him just so... good to have around.

So he lets himself be pulled down, even going so far as to take a single knee in front of Daseul just so the affection can be returned. Ever since that first kiss was shared it's been like this, hasn't it? With Daseul seeking it out whenever he can. Jaehwan is more than happy to hand out kisses like they're candy. He's a secret Soft. ]

Uh uh. Close your eyes.

[ He brings his hand away from Daseul's jaw in order to place it over his eyes instead, untangling himself from the boy's grasp so that he can shift behind him. Jaehwan removes his hand, checks to make sure that Daseul's eyes are closed, before he pulls the gift from the bag.

The padded lambskin of the collar settles gently against Daseul's neck as Jaehwan sets the collar into place, locking it into place once he has it secured. Not so tight that Daseul can't breathe, but not so loose that it's basically like he isn't wearing it at all. The key to the lock gets deposited somewhere safe, and Jaehwan pushes himself up to his feet. ]

Stay there, and keep your eyes closed.

[ He pads away, further back into the apartment, before he comes back to crouch down in front of Daseul once more to hold up a mirror. There's an engraving on the lock, though it's backwards in the mirror. It gives Daseul's name, and a contact number to call in case the lost pet happens to be found. ]

Alright. You can open them.

[ Daseul may have thrown his heart, soul, and body straight at Jaehwan's feet, but not even that's enough to quash his demands and his willpower. As much as he's made himself Jaehwan's dog, rolling over to take whatever's dished out to him just isn't his style. There's no fun in playing along if he never gets what he wants.

And this? This is what he wants. He's obedient as Jaehwan demands him, closing his eyes as he's told and keeping them closed even when Jaehwan's warm hand slips away. He keeps them closed as the feeling of something soft but firm is bound to his neck, and keeps them closed even as Jaehwan gets up, and leaves him kneeling on the floor. He'd wait forever to be ordered otherwise.

He's pleasantly happy to have Jaehwan return so soon, and even happier for the order. As soon as he opens his eyes again, he's greeted with the sight of his own face, and the bulky collar around his neck. He wouldn't need to see it to know it's there; he can feel it well. It presses in just tight enough that it's impossible to ignore, and it seems to only become more and more pronounced each time Daseul swallows.

It makes his heart race. It's locked. He can't remove it. ]

Where's the key?

[ Jaehwan figured the size of the collar would work well for Daseul. He has a pretty long neck, after all, and one of the smaller ones would just little a little too much on the fashionable side. He wanted to make sure that if they went out together somewhere, people would see it and know there was more to it than a simple fashion statement. The look that crosses Daseul's face makes Jaehwan smile and he sets the mirror down on the table next to the door before he reaches down to help Daseul up to his feet.

Mostly because he doesn't feel like bending over anymore. ]

It's safe with me.

[ He reaches up to take a gentle hold of Daseul's chin before he leans forward to give him a faint, teasing kiss. The hold tightens a bit, enough to signal that no attempt to seek more of the affection should be made. ]

Do you like it?

[ With the way current trends are, anything smaller or thinner would only end with him looking like he's following trendy fashion looks. A comfortable, soft leather choker as the topper on an expensive outfit- that isn't what he wants. What Daseul wants is something that people see and immediately know the meaning behind. He wants it to catch eyes, and to coax people into thinking about him on his knees and begging.

In their heads only, though. He used to be alright with it, but he's long since graduated wanting other people to touch him. If it's not Jaehwan's hands, he doesn't want them.

Like the obedient dog he's made out to be, he follows Jaehwan to get to his feet, and not so obediently tries to follow after his kiss. Too gentle, too teasing; he needs more than that. ]

I like it.

[ Now kiss him again. ]

[ Well, this will definitely make people talk. Especially once Jaehwan adds the second part of the whole look to it. But that little surprise can wait for a bit. Daseul has been very patient with him--or at least, he's been as patient as Daseul is capable of being--and he reaches up to lightly ruffle his fingers through the boy's hair. ]

I'm glad.

[ And he is. If Daseul had admitted he hated it, Jaehwan would have gotten rid of it in a heartbeat. He can't have his favorite thing on this planet upset at him. Which he's about to be, if he isn't indulged. Jaehwan slides his hand down from Daseul's chin and slips a finger underneath the collar, using the hold to pull him closer for another kiss. Deeper this time, needier, his own patience finally starting to crumble around him.

He just can't keep his hands off. One of the reasons he leaves the apartment, honestly. A reality check, a breath of fresh air, a ground of his willpower. Jaehwan is honestly as much at Daseul's whim as the boy is at his, it's just not as obvious. ]

[ Even thinly veiled implications of ownership is something that would have made Daseul's skin crawl before, but so much as changed since then. Now, the idea of being someone else's property thrills him, and the discomfort of swallowing around the collar reminds him loud and clear of that every time. He is Jaehwan's, and he is important. Important enough to be marked with his name, important enough to let everyone around them know just who Daseul belongs to.

The kiss is exactly what he's been waiting so patiently for, and it isn't even a moment in before Daseul is wrapping his arms around Jaehwan's neck, stopping him from being able to pull back again and further deny Daseul what he's dying for. He presses his entire body up against Jaehwan's, needy and wanting. He's been gone for hours, but it feels like weeks. ]

[ Ownership to this degree isn't something that Jaehwan has ever personally done. Some of it makes him think of all these people who are trying to keep foxes as pets these days, a trend that's a little worrying, but... well. It seems that this entire whatever-it-is between them is just chock full of firsts for the both of them.

But none of that matters right now. Not when Daseul is pressed up against him, drinking in the kiss like a man parched. He starts moving, finally walking the both of them further away from the door and into the apartment proper. Jaehwan wonders, briefly, if he'll be able to hold out long enough to get to the bedroom, and promptly decides that no, he won't.

So instead he turns and settles back onto the couch, breaking the kiss and sliding his hands down Daseul's body as he sits. He leans back, spreading his arms across the back of the couch and opening himself up. ]

Hungry?

[ It's a good call by Jaehwan; as much as Daseul adores being fucked into the sheets of the bed they share, but he still considers Jaehwan's, he wouldn't be able to make it that far. It's been far too long since he's had Jaehwan's hands on him, and the bed is one room away too many. Even taking steps inside the apartment feels just a little bit unbearable.

As Jaehwan sits, Daseul scrambles straight on top of him, eager to be as close to his body as he can possibly get. It also ensures that Jaehwan won't be getting away from him any time soon. Not without having to put some effort in, anyway. Plus, it puts him in a much better position for ravishing.

Which is what he does, immediately. As soon as Jaehwan's arms are out the way and Daseul gets his okay, his mouth goes straight to Jaehwan's neck, sucking adoring marks into his skin. He can't stand the thought of anyone not knowing they belong to each other. ]

[ Guess that answers that question.

Jaehwan can't help but smile as he tilts his head back and to the side, opening his neck up to Daseul's eager mouth. A low rumble of pleasure escapes him, his eyes falling closed as lips work against his skin to leave as much bruising as possible. They never last long, which is an actual shame, though he's figured out ways to prolong them more than he used to. The first few times that they disappeared within a day had upset Daseul so much that he had no choice but to figure something out.

He brings a hand up eventually in order to pull Daseul's face away from his neck, his head turning a little so that he can look at him. ]

I've a question for you: I know why you put on my shirt, and it always makes me happy to see you wrapped up in my things. But I wonder why it's still on?

[ Daseul doesn't have a lot of strength in him. He knows this; he's always been a weak, frail boy. Running for more than- at all? Wow, no, don't do that. It'd never been a problem for him, seeing as he's always been someone who mostly pays other people to do things for him... Until he'd started spending entirely too much time with Jaehwan, and the urge to mark him all over got too much to be able to ignore anymore.

If only there were a more permanent way to let everyone know that Jaehwan is his. Matching tattoos? He'll consider bringing it up later, it's just the fleeting nature of his own bites and marks that bothers him.

He's also a little bit bothered to be pulled away so soon, wanting more than anything to keep going until Jaehwan is covered from head to toe in bruises the exact shape of Daseul's mouth, but quickly placated by the question. Why is he still dressed? Note to self, next time sit by door naked?

He lifts his arms up. Old habits die hard. ]

[ It makes him laugh, his eyes sparkling as he looks up at Daseul presenting himself to be undressed. A good, cute boy. Spoiled then, spoiled now, just in very different ways. He grins and sits up a little, bringing his hands up in order to start sliding them up and under the shirt. He pushes the fabric up slowly but steadily. ]

You're lucky I like you.

[ His fingers trail against Daseul's body as he keeps pressing upward, eventually reaching high enough up to finally get the shirt off of him. And now that he's here, he takes a moment to lean in and nuzzle his face against Daseul's stomach with a low, pleased hum. ]

You have such a beautiful body.

[ Jaehwan's laugh is like music. A gift to Daseul's ears that he has to earn, and is never just handed to him. It makes his chest warm, and his skin warmer. The urge to throw his arms around Jaehwan and push himself in close is high. Not high enough to disobey what Jaehwan wants of him, but slowly climbing up there.

He runs tender hands through Jaehwan's hair as he leans in against his chest, wondering if his heart is beating for Jaehwan nearly as loudly as he can feel it thrumming in his chest. He's so crazy about this boy sometimes it scares him. ]

You're just saying that because it's yours.

That could be part of it.

[ He looks up as fingers push through his hair and he smiles for a moment before he opens his mouth and drags his teeth along soft, vulnerable flesh. He finds an old bite mark, the scars starting to fade out of existence, and promptly bites down on top of it again to refresh them. Canines dig in hard and hard until skin gets broken and he finally pulls back. ]

I also like the part where I could break it easily if I wanted. Not that I ever would. Broken toys aren't any fun, after all.

[ His tongue darts out and he laps up a little bit of blood with a faint hum. ]

Dinged up is fine, though.

[ Daseul is quiet as Jaehwan's teeth drag along his skin, and quieter as they dig in. It hurts, and it sends a frenzied feeling of heat and fire up his body- pain and excitement and adoration and arousal all at once. He bites his lip to keep himself from making a noise, but his pulse is so loud it feels almost like his whole body is screaming anyway.

He tugs almost urgently at Jaehwan's hair, eager to get him back up and close enough to shove his tongue down his throat. ]

It would heal.

[ Slowly, but surely. ]

If you broke it.

Mm... but do I want to wait for it to?

[ Jaehwan leans back in the couch again and pulls Daseul back down onto his lap as he does, pulling him in for that kiss that he wanted so badly. His hands drift down immediately to palm Daseul's ass, gripping it tightly in his hands with a faint, growling hum against lips. He breaks the kiss just so he can bite at Daseul's lip instead, aiming to make it swell. ]

And don't tell me that I can keep playing even if you're broken. I don't want that.

[ It's everything Daseul has been dying for and more. Absolutely a thirsty boy by nature, there's no time he's awake where he doesn't burn for a tongue down his throat or a mouth to cover his own. Every second Jaehwan is away feels like a hundred years, and the hours he's been gone today? Maddening.

He sinks into Jaehwan's touch like the thirsty slut he is, fingers digging into his shoulders when Jaehwan squeezes him and goes no further. Tease. ]

I'd let you. [ If he wanted to. He doesn't, but if he did- ] As long as I get you.

I know you would.

[ Jaehwan smiles faintly as he nuzzles his nose against the underside of Daseul's jaw, simply enjoying the way the boy feels in his hold. As much as he goes out, as much as he might find other toys to play with, he'll always come back to this one right here.

He's just as addicted as Daseul is, he's just a little bit better about not being so obvious about it. ]

Which is why I told you not to say it. I like you being able to function.

[ The fingers of one hand slip up in order to lightly run across the leather collar still around Daseul's neck and he lets out a slow breath before he finally leans back. His head tilts and a sudden shift in his gaze makes his face predatory, hungry, wanting. ]

On the floor. You can open my pants now.

[ He's been good. Time for a reward. ]

[most likely the slut, honestly. that's not even out of character for him. m/m and m/f femdom both acceptable.]

[Anything you are interested in playing out here?]

[ Depending on how dark or light-hearted you want it, I've got a couple of different ideas for how Camilla winds up Sun's personal slut. ]

[Let me hear the ideas!]

[ On the darker side would be a fairly broken Camilla who, after Sun is the first person to treat nicely since w/e traumatic event, will do absolutely *anything* for him. Even darker option would be that Sun somehow has a way to control Camilla (either mentally, like a magical amulet, or simply physically by binding her) and uses a combination of pleasure conditioning and torture to make her his slut.

On the lighter side, Camilla is simply the sex-crazed sort to begin with, and something has turned her on Sun in particular. Perhaps she's pregnant, and that's taken her from just really liking sex to practically needing it. Or we do some sort of abo type deal, and she's in heat. ]

[This is a super tough choice because I honestly love all of these. But I'm honestly thinking about going with the first darker side idea (and 100% banking the other one for a future thread if you are into it). If you want to make it a lengthy sort of thread, we can eventually have it lead into some sort of pregnancy?]

[ I'd definitely be in to playing the second one at some point. If you're feeling the super-long thread, actually, we could do the second into the first with Sun having either used a disguise previously or wiping her memory?

But if you wanted it shorter, just first is fine too. And I'd love to involve pregnancy. ]

[I'm totally down for a super long thread. So we can start with the second dark one before shifting to the first. He can have forced her to wear a necklace or amulet that forces her to do and enjoy whatever he commands. Care to start us off or me?]

[ If you don't mind, go ahead. ]

[Want an AU'd-together thing with a 7' tall half-orc strategist leading a an elite vanguard against an evil Mage Empire? Maybe some sort of a "lust blossomed on the battlefield" situation where mutual respect in combat evolves into more--or maybe his brigade helped her nation shake off the Mage Empire's domination. I'm open to other ideas, if you've got some, too!]

[ Sure! Maybe the removal of the Mage Empire got rid of full dominion over Camilla and her country, but some sort of lust enchantment lasts and the two pair off to help sate her urges and keep them relatively contained until (and if) she winds up marrying somebody for political reasons? ]

[Sorry for the delay, getting back to tags at long last. That would be fine! You're welcome to have her coming to see him to take care of her needs, or just let me know if there are any other ideas you'd like to add in, if you want me to start off!]

[ he's made for this tbh. kiwami version also available. ]

I belong to you, body and soul

kiritsugu emiya ( fate/zero ) m/f

Viola Avelide | Original | OTA

Mishal el Bane | Dungeons & Dragons OC | M/M

Pearl | Steven Universe | OTA

Loki | MCU | OTA

Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV

Paul | Pokémon | OTA

Rubin Gere | OC Mad Scientist | M/F

Min Jaehwan | OC | OTA

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julian bashir ( star trek: ds9 ) ota

Camilla | Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest | OTA

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Goro Majima ♛ Yakuza 0