Most societies have certain mores that are unspoken rules; humanity itself even has such conventions, grilled subconsciously into our minds for our own safety. Don't go out alone at night. Avoid getting wet when it's cold. Don't pick fights with those stronger than you...okay, some of us missed the boat on the last one, but the point still stands. Society's rules tend to be more variable, though they apply to most aspects of life - including sex. In fact, bending the rules on what's considered acceptable in romance and sexual encounters can lead to anything from ostracization to death, depending on the time and culture.
So, play it close to the chest if you're going to do a big, big, big t a b o o. Is it worth the risk?
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A G E ( DIFFERENCE ) - light of my life, fire of my loins. you're supposed to stick to those your own age, but you can't resist.
I N C E S T - you're of the same blood, yet something draws you together. you'll keep your secret thicker than water.
C H E A T I N G - when you were young, they should have taught you to not take things that belong to other people.
I N ( PUBLIC ) - to involve unsuspecting others in your sex is insidious, but you can't resist it.
S U P E R F L U O U S - some conservative societies view sex outside procreational purposes as taboo. that means anal, oral, and toys are all no-go.
F I X A T I O N - you're nearly obsessed with one part of your partner - breasts, ass, lips...whatever the case may be, you always focus on that.
D E V I A N C Y ( IN SUBURBIA ) - there are some things that should be sacred. the home should be one of those. should.
S I Z E - pick on someone your own size. couples with large size difference, be it height or weight, can be looked down upon; don't let that get you down.
P H O B I A - unfortunately, in some societies, being with someone of the same gender is a taboo, no matter how much progress the modern world has made.
F E T I S H - some just can't get off without their fetish, and the varieties run the gamut: feet, crossdressing, autoerotic asphyxiation, foodplay, bondage...it goes on and on.
U N E X P E C T E D ( DOMINATION/SUBMISSION ) - the masculine must be dominant. the feminine must be submissive. what if you're dominant in life, though, and just want to be submissive in the bedroom.
V I O L E N T - more than mere lover's spats, what goes on between you two is dangerous. if people knew, they'd be horrified. still, you can't stop.
F O R B I D D E N ( LOVE ) - your relationship may be taboo, but there's genuine love in your copulation. this isn't merely a thrill.
L O O S E - monogamy isn't what you're after. no matter how looked down upon it is, you're going to have fun while you can.
S T U D E N T / T E A C H E R - what goes on between the sheets is not an appropriate subject matter to teach. there's so much to lose; is it a smart game to play?
A U T H O R I T Y - perhaps they're the boss, the president, the king, but you, you're a lowly peon. are they using their powers over you or is this something you both want?
I N T E R S P E C I E S - kind finds kind, and don't you be a traitor by being with one of them.
B E S T I A L I T Y - one of the most primal taboos. will you go into that moral wilderness?
S O C I A L ( CLASS ) - the rich. the poor. it's like they're in two different worlds. what will the uppercrust say if they saw their golden child with a tramp?
C E L I B A C Y - you are supposed to keep your chastity, but things are never that easy.
S T O C K H O L M - prisoners should never fall for their guards.
D U T I E S - whether it be saving the world or being the world's best bodyguard, your sworn quest and purpose keeps you from enjoying the sins of the flesh - especially with your charges.
I N N O C E N C E - one of you is much more worldly, and to ruin the "innocence" of the other feels unclean.
F E R T I L E - you aren't supposed to find mothers or fathers sexually alluring. however, there's something so enticing about fertility...perhaps even pregnancy.
C O R R U P T I O N - society expects you to treat your partner well, not try to destroy them through sexual degradation.
N O N C O N S E N S U A L - consent is rightfully important to a healthy sexual relationship. to break that trust is taboo. |
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bakerstreet2018-12-01 10:14 pm
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For once, he means that. Lelouch lies. Often. It's part of his nature, and part of his role. But he doesn't intend to lie to her, and certainly not about this. Not about something so important.
Still, he shivers a little when she moves herself into his lap, pressing so close against him. She'll be able to feel, straddling him, the way that her words and her kisses the the teasing glimpse of her cleavage is having an effect on him already. Despite his words, she should well know that he doesn't quite have that much experience with women. Let alone one as lush as her.
At the least, she's blushing too, looking about as worked up as he feels. That makes him feel a little better, and he slides his hand up around the back of her neck, pulling her in for more of those quick, heated kisses that he's becoming so addicted to.
"I think, mm, that can be arranged," he murmurs against her lips. His other hand tugs at her kimono, threatening to pull it down the rest of the way. "Will my dutiful wife remove this, then?"
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"Mmm..? Ah, is that my job..?"
Her hands reach to take his gently, guiding them down to the belt of her kimono and clasping his fingers lightly, using his hands to tug the belt loose, as though teaching him how to undress her. She lets them go afterward, though, brushing her hands upward across his chest as she leans back just enough to he can watch as she slowly, lithely squirms in his lap--first to the right, then the left--letting the kimono slip down off her shoulders. It leaves her shoulders bare, and her breasts almost completely exposed, only covered at all because they're still so close together.
"...like this, a-na-ta~?"
Hopefully, he didn't think what she had in mind involved less teasing.
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He shivers slightly when she guides his hands, having him undo the sash around her waist, open her kimono up more. His eyes certainly fall down her body as it slips wider, revealing more of her creamy, perfect skin, and yet still not quite all of it. No. That's his job, now.
A job that he follows through on. His hands slide up, brushing her kimono the rest of the way off her shoulders, off her chest, revealing her perfect, heavy breasts, even softer and more magnificent than he'd ever hoped. His mouth feels suddenly dry, and his eyes flick back up to hers, boiling with heat, as his long and elegant fingers find their place on her breasts, squeezing them gently.
"Yes, I think this will do just fine, Hiroe," he says, sounding huskier than normal. He leans in a little closer, pressing a few kisses to her jaw, her cheek. "God, you're incredible. Beautiful."
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"Mmnh... o-..ohh, that's..."
She huffs softly against his cheek and giggles under her breath, nuzzling tenderly and arching her back slightly, offering her breasts even more emphatically.
"...mmm, Lelouche. The way you touch me... it's even better than I imagined."
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But it's nice to know that he can have an effect on her, too. The blush on her cheeks, the way her eyes flutter, the way she melts against him. She's enjoying this, as much as he is, and that means a lot.
So when she arches, pushes herself into his palms, he's there to squeeze her more eagerly. To work his fingers over her, relishing in her softness, the warmth against his skin. Her nipples are hard already and he teases one between his fingers as he kisses her throat a little more heatedly, trying to find out exactly what she enjoys, what makes her feel the best.
"And you feel... amazing, Hiroe. Like a dream." He smiles, though, a little wickedly, and he nibbles on her ear. "So you imagined this? Tell me about it. What you thought. What you want. I want to give it to you."
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"Oohh... mmnn, in my defense, you... mmm, are terribly cute..."
The hand resting over his gently makes it squeeze again, then guides it to heft her breast, kneading slowly as she brushes her warm, flushed cheek against his.
"...I thought I might have you all to myself, someday. Although I suppose I expected more... mmn... wedding night, and less... conspiracy with a dashing rebel. But.. mm, weren't you paying attention?"
She smiles to herself, the playful tone clear in her smooth, sensual voice, speaking so near to his ear.
"I want you, my sweet, clever boy. I want to... feel the way you touch me. To feel you pressed close against me, as close as you can get..."
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There's an electricity where her fingers cover his, wrap around him, urging him on. He squeezes and kneads her breast firmly where she guides him, loving how she feels under his touch, the heft of her heavy, supple breast, and he knows that he could spend hours simply touching her and never tire of it.
But of course, that's not all he has in mind. And from her throaty purr, her teasing words, hidden behind veils of propriety and softness, he knows that she feels the same.
"So you wanted to wed me, Hiroe?" he says, laughing softly, breathlessly. "How sweet. I suppose a prince could use a regal princess, one day."
That feels like more than he should say, blurted out in the mild haze of his lust, but that's ground they can cover when it matters. Neither of them are in a position, now, to really think about marriage.
"I meant it, though. You can have all of me." He licks his lips, and then drags his tongue playfully across her throat, before nipping at his ear. "In fact, I'd rather like to throw that kimono off you all the way, and give you everything. Can't you feel how hard I'm getting for you?"
sorry for disappearing, trying to dig back through tags finally!
"Ooh, mmnn, you do... mmh... flatter me, Your Highness..."
She says his title that much more playfully, even with the growing pleasure and distraction obvious in her voice.
"...but who wouldn't want to marry a sweet, charming prince, mmnn..?"
One hand grasps at his shoulder lightly, the other trailing up along his neck into his hair, gently holding him close as he licks and nibbles. Shivering at that attention, she squirms her way even nearer into his lap, letting her thighs part to straddle him, her body pressing intimately against his; nothing covers her but a couple folds of her relatively thin kimono still draped about her hips where he let it sink down. She bites her lip, squirming even more at the feeling of his clothed erection brushing against her, her voice breathy and urgent.
"..ooh.... i-I really can feel it... ahh, if you really give me... mmnnn... all of you, my prince... mmm, maybe I'll never let you go..."
you're quite alright! these things do happen from time to time
"I only speak the truth, my lady," he murmurs back, teeth raking gently across her skin, careful not to leave lasting marks. Those would be hard to explain. "And I certainly hope you would."
Marriage. It's a heavy thing, but if he is to take his father's throne, well, he really will need a queen. A bride. One worthy of him. And who better than her? Who has more to offer, who fits the role better?
No one. No one at all.
A low groan escapes him at her fingers in his hair, her hips grinding down against him. She's so close to bare, her kimono falling off near entirely, and he wonders if she wears anything beneath it. If there's yet another layer to remove, or if he'll have her completely exposed by pushing that fabric aside. He has little choice but to find out.
"If you're to be my bride, mmn, I would hope you don't."
His hands drop, grasping at the fabric of her kimono, pulling it gently away from her body until he can let it fall into a puddle beneath them. Fingers slide over her bare waist, her hips, her thighs, reverently taking in the feeling of her skin.
"Because I don't want to let you go, either, my Hiroe. I want you all to myself. Every bit."
the patience is appreciated while RL things stay distracting!
"Ohh, Lelouche... I'll... I'll definitely hold you to that."
As his hands wander, he easily finds she's wearing nothing under the kimono by the time her own hand drags downward in answer, teasing her fingernails over his belly through his shirt before her hand slips down farther. Her fingertips trace along that hard bulge in his pants, exploring and urging, and her voice is rich with both pleasure and playfulness.
"...mmm, every bit..? I'll.. ooh... believe it when you show me... ahh, make me really.. feel like your bride, my prince..."