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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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- Be fun and respect others, as this will deal with some heavy topics and potentially triggering material s.

PROMPTS
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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[ Take your pick of fucked-up here. ]

( She's a demon! Yeah, really. )

[Well, this wasn't good.

Despite Gladiolus' care in ensuring that he was close most of the time, a mixture of magitek and daemons had meant that the shield had to run ahead. He'd tried to keep up- of course, he had- but he'd had to take cover behind a console from a sniper unit. When they'd been dispatched, some alarm had sounded and a door had closed between them.

He could hear Gladiolus' thumping on the thing, heard the gigantic sword the man carried do nothing against it - and heard the underlying tone of uncertainty in Gladiolus' voice as he'd shouted that he would find another way around, that he just needed to stay there.

He'd done so. And he felt a presence behind him that made the burns and scars that littered his body hurt, his useless eyes to sting.]

[ Separating Noctis, and all of his friends, had been easier than Ardyn expected.

Oh, they tried so hard to stay together and it was touching, but in the end, he'd won out. Just as he knew he would.

There was time to spare, and Ardyn happened upon the blind one, Ignis, while Gladiolus was running around blindly for another way in. He wouldn't find one. Not until Ardyn allowed it.

He approached from the shadows, though everything was shadow to this man. The thought made him smirk ever-so-slightly. ]

Ignis. How lovely of you to join me! I was hoping the two of us might end up together at some point.

[The voice- that voice is enough to make him jolt away from it- enough to stumble even- in his haste to get away from it, far enough away to face it, far enough away to call a dagger immediately to fling it, squarely, at the source.

Gladio- He thought, faintly, but he wouldn't call out to him. If he could get in, Ignis didn't want him here. This man was too dangerous.

He exhales, choosing to answer by calling the other dagger.]

[ Ardyn could easily just knock Ignis out with his magic, but that isn't the goal here. He wants to toy with him. Have a little fun.

So instead he warps out of the way of his daggers, a sound that Ignis might find oddly familiar if he thinks about it. ]

Daggers. Really, boy? You think you can hurt me with daggers?

[ He warps close this time, enough to backhand the young man hard enough to send him to the ground. ]

Stay down. [ He moves a boot to the middle of Ignis' chest, pressing down lightly against his ribs. ]

They bought enough time last time, should you recall.

[His response is curt, snippy. But he doesn't elaborate. He's too busy thinking about the sound. Very familiar. And only (in his mind) coming from a single origin. He'd half thought that Noctis had-

-No.

He listens to the sound of his throwing dagger clatter against the floor, hitting nothing, his breath hitching in dismay. The sound again and pain. The surprise, the inability to brace for the hard smack indeed does knock him down, his second dagger disappearing instantly in a flash of blue fragments of light. ]

Nn-

[Oh, this was pitiable.
He grits his teeth underneath the other's boot, straining to bring himself up from the cold, metallic floor. There's another flash of light in his right hand as he calls another dagger. ]

(kink list; not looking for violent but all the other options we can swing. fine with any canon students or au students. particularly like in public, deviancy, forbidden love.)

Edited 2018-12-21 14:33 (UTC)

[Care to take another stab at an ex-teacher/ex-student thing with these two? We can mix in public/risk-of-discovery elements, too, if you want, as well as the forbidden love angle!]

[It’s rather late at Night when Sadayo comes over for her ‘other job’. Dressed in her maid uniform with the intentions of cleaning up his room. The two had..messed around once before. It wasn’t anything too raunchy, just a handjob and a blowjob from his teacher. It was exciting and it was meant to be left at just that. She couldn’t actually engage in things like that with her student, right?

Yet, she’s here now. She’s standing in the window, her hands pressed against the glass to stop her from fully be pressed into it. One of Akira’s hands rested on her breast, the top of her uniform having been tugged down to expose them. His other hand is underneath her skirt, lightly rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her panties.

It’s risky. The curtains are open, allowing anyone below to see her so exposed. Yet, the streets were empty. The entire area is more than likely sleeping right now or otherwise occupied, so Akira wasn’t worried about anyone spotting them. Yet, there was always a chance. And that’s what made this truly exciting.]

[Sadayo had always felt a little bad for misjudging him at first. Akira was still a bit of a weird kid, though, with seemingly unlimited pockets to pay for his teacher-maid to come over. She eventually just settled on the idea that he was lonely. He didn't have many friends in his homeroom due to his reputation, after all. If she could help him out by cleaning and making some much-needed extra money then that was great.]

[The handjob had been a first slip-up. She really shouldn't have but, well, he listened to her complaints and seemed so reliable for his age. She'd been teasing him about some adult magazines she found under his bed and, well, maybe gotten too into it with some "special service." He'd seemed to enjoy it, too, so they'd messed around a few more times. This time definitely seemed to be crossing another line, though.]

H-Hey, Master, aren't you playing around a bit too much? [she says that but she's still calling him master. She hasn't snapped back into her teacher voice and actually started yelling at him. A part of that might have to do with that fact she was getting turned on from the whole situation. All it would take was one person in the neighboring buildings with insomnia and they'd see her breasts hanging out.]

[Akira had his ways of making money. She likely wouldn't have believed him if he told her exactly how he managed to do it, but that didn't matter. It's not like it was entirely something illegal. And if she was going to be concerned about legality, she would be voicing far more hesitation about what they were doing right now.

His hand squeezed and kneaded her breast while they stood in the window. He's excited by the prospect of being spotted as well, not that he exactly wants it to happen. But if he really wanted to make sure there was no chance of that, he'd move what they were doing to some other location.]

Does it feel like I am? [He asks as he traps her nipple between two of his fingers and gives it a firm pinch while tugging on it a bit. His fingers between her legs start to rub her with a bit more vigor and his hips slowly start to grind against her ass through the fabric of her skirt.]

Was it playing around too much when you gave me a handjob? I bet you were excited after you did it, weren't you, Becky?

[One of her students was teasing her nipple and she was getting turned on by it. He's right, too, she'd been thrilled after getting him off with her hand. He was returning the favor, now, sliding his finger along the front of her panties. She could feel him pressing up against her and, honestly, she sees how quickly this could escalate.]

I- it was a service... [she flushes red. She wasn't stopping him but there was a part of her that couldn't entirely embrace it. After all, it was shameful. What they were doing was wrong.]

[It felt good, though. She's getting wet under her touch and it's so easy to imagine that grinding as him sliding himself into her and fucking her from behind.]

I'm always excited to give Master service... but if Master gives me service, then that's something different, you know?

[That changed their relationship ever so slightly. As a teacher and a student they shouldn't. As a Master and a maid they probably shouldn't. Going ahead and saying that they should anyways would put them somewhere beyond those definitions.]

(( no incest prompt, otherwise go wild, m/m and m/f both welcome ))

( no non-con. )

Edited 2018-12-21 14:49 (UTC)

[ Here for age gap and adjacent kinks. ]

[kinks here. Here for Violence as a general prompt, and he'll give if he gets (to a lesser extent since most folks don't return from dying like he does). Age difference is a given, since he's 1000+ years old.

( down for age difference, in public, authority, interspecies/beastiality, social class, duties, fertile, corruption )

(oh, and incest, that goes without saying really)

[ Idk if you've read their unused Warriors support, but it made these two kind of a crackship of mine.

Of course, what better way to embrace said crackship than to play out a scenario where (utilizing hand-wavey meme magic) Camilla is using Cordelia as a breeding mare for her wyvern? At least, if that interests you. ]

( I just Googled the convo and, yep, that's plenty full of shipbait. If you want to know about "motherliness" so much, Cordelia, she'll set you up with some lovely wyvern hatchlings... I figure we could also do some toys/breastplay? )

[ Sounds like a plan! Oh, I'd also love heavy aphrodisiac play, if that's something that interests you. Turn a reluctant Cordelia into a blushing mess eager for wyvern cock. ]

( that can be arranged! let me know if you need anything below changed)

[Camilla was getting used to people showing up from unknown places. One of her own retainers had a mysterious past she refused to share, after all. It's a shame Severa was out on a mission. She'd have liked to see if she recognized this sky knight. There was a similarity between them that did attract her to Nohr's new captive.]

[And, well, it turns out that this Cordelia is very pleasant to speak with. Camilla's father wants to get rid of her but, well, she was able to pull some favors. Her new role isn't exactly enviable but Camilla plans to make it as comfortable as possible. They have a private area, a bit away from the stables.]

... the drink should be having an effect now. [Camilla cups Cordelia's cheeks in her hand with a certain type of fondness. Drugging a drink was hardly a crime if it made things better overall.]

Don't fight it, okay? ♥ If you don't fight it, I promise I'll make this feel really good for you.

[There's straw bedding and, approaching from a distance, Camilla's wyvern.]

I'll teach you about motherliness firsthand...

[So authoirty and class are kind of automatic here, but in addition to that... how about public, corruption, and maybe fertile if you want either of them to be equipped for that?]

( that sounds like a good mix! camilla wouldn't want to do it 100% against beruka's will but if she was just... not letting herself have enough fun then she'd definitely order her around for stuff in public. if you want to do beruka futa she'd also super want her to come inside. )

[Futa Beruka it is, then! And I like the idea of her getting bossed around because she's being too uptight. Maybe Camilla wants to spend a special night out together but Beruka acts more like a bodyguard than a date? Any preference on location, or trying not to get caught vs. straight up exhibitionism with an audience?]

( maybe a dinner where camilla ends up giving her a handjob/blowjob under the table? then she has beruka walk around exposed for a bit before they fuck in an alleyway and then that one's more trying not to get caught? )

[I love it. Do you want to start or should I?]

( i can start! let me know if you want anything changed )

[One thing Camilla loved more than anything was time to spend with the people she loved. That time was so precious and limited. She got time to go out to dinner with her dear vassal and she couldn't be happier! ... except for the fact that Beruka seemed to be on protective overdrive.]

Darling, the chef here owes his life to the royal family, I doubt anything is poisoned. [Sure, as nobility she knew her life could always come under attack. It was just so unlikely to happen on this wonderful date night.]

You're so tense. [And, to be honest, it's making Camilla feel a little put-out. She'd had a new dress tailored for tonight and everything. She wanted Beruka's attention, maybe to coax a blush out of her, anything but it was all just business.]

Do I really need to order you to have fun?

That's not a guarantee. And the security in the kitchen is lacking in any case. It's ridiculous that they don't employ food tasters full time.

...But I concede that the waiter seems unaffected.

[Beruka is getting into the spirit of things well enough, she thinks. She's come up with actual responses to Lady Camilla's small talk as many as five times already, and not without considerable effort. She didn't threaten the restaurant staff much.. She's even wearing her best armor. Well, her only armor, but it's not like she owns any dresses. Nothing she owns looks anything like what her liege is wearing, which she has very much noticed. It just hasn't occurred to her to say anything about it. That Lady Camilla is beautiful is an objective fact that she generally seems to be well aware of.

Still... Beruka hasn't been able to shake the sense that more is expected of her since the night began, so she's not exactly surprised when Camilla explicitly voices the complaint--just at a loss for what she should be doing. She really is trying, as little as it shows on her face. Rather than communicate this, she decides she needs more information, resulting in exactly the right thing to say:]

...Is that an order?

[There's a very dramatic sigh at that being her answer. Beruka did so much for her and still always seemed to act like she owed her more. She felt like she really had to take things into her own hands to make things fun for the two of them. Thankfully, she had some ideas.]

If I order you to have fun, I'm afraid you won't know where to start... [she cups her chin in her hands.]

How about I order you... to try not and react? [an impish smile makes its way onto her lips. Beruka will feel Camilla's foot, freed from her shoes, trailing up her leg slowly. It settles between her legs, brushing against her cock with a teasing edge.]

You're not going to say no, are you?

[She carefully, gently kneads the ball of her foot against the other's dick. One thing she loved about Beruka was the contrast between how taciturn she was and how enthusiastic her dick could be. Camilla loved to wear things that showed just a bit too much cleavage and seeing he fight between professionalism and arousal go. There's the faintest hint of her nipples getting hard under the dress she chose for tonight.]

Oh, good. I can handle not reacting!

Oh.

[Beruka's voice raises in pitch for just a moment before she goes very still, mouth shut tight. She probably should have been expecting something like this, but... oh for gods' sake, from a foot? Her dick stiffens almost immediately, which only means it's packed in tighter against both her pants and the pressure on them.

It never used to be on a hair trigger like this; she barely even masturbated before Lady Camilla took her in. Sex just didn't seem like the kind of thing an assassin needed to concern herself with past the occasional necessary relief. But she's grown... close with her employer, and even her fellow retainer, and they're both... the point is, Beruka had her sexual awakening six or seven years too late. Eight maybe? She's not actually sure how old she is. Either way, her cock still seems to be either making up for lost time or just unaccustomed to being paid any attention.]

...Of course not. Mission... mission accepted.

[Her poker face is doing okay so far, after the initial yelp. She just looks tense, which isn't exactly much of a change... and of course, her eyes wander downwards. She usually tries not to do that, because even she has some idea of what's unacceptably rude, but in the circumstances, the restraint doesn't really seem worth the effort.]

[Sex is just a logical extension of love. Beruka hadn't been known nearly enough love before so of course she was inexperienced. Camilla was more than happy to teach her. Both of her retainers were so cute, after all. Beruka seemed to react just as cutely to her large breasts as Severa's smaller ones. They had quite a few opportunities to start getting Beruka acclimated to their special brand of love.]

That makes me very happy. [she coos, continuing to rub her stocking-covered foot up and down the length of Beruka's dick.]

How about your meal, darling, is it good?

[Her poker face was good but Camilla intended to push it further, of course. Smalltalk was already difficult enough for Beruka and now she had to try and get those answers out while getting stroked by her employer's foot.]

Tell me if it's good... [correction: she's being essentially asked to dirty talk, straight-faced, at the table]

[If Camilla's been angling for a blush, she's starting to get it, even as Beruka's actual expression remains rigidly fixed. Her liege's sincere joy at doing this is big factor in Beruka letting it happen, but she's rapidly approaching the point of not wanting it to stop, herself. Of course, there are still some concerns nagging her at the back of her ever-pragmatic mind, like what happens if you cream your panties in public because a princess stepped on your cock, but Lady Camilla probably has a plan for how this is going to play out. One kind of plan or another, anyway.]

I... the, um... I like it. The... appetizer? Is very good. Er...

[Camilla might as well ask her to perform heart surgery as competent dirty talk, but the only indications she's giving that anything strange is happening are the sudden pauses. She fills every gap where a gasp or whimper of pleasure should be with a rock hard, willful silence. On the other hand this is if anything more conspicuous because she sounds like a crazy person, but at least there are plenty of other conclusions any nosy onlookers could jump to.

Gripping the edge of the table, Beruka can't help but subtly shift in her chair, leaning back in a way that would almost look relaxed on anyone else. But the key thing is to scoot her hips forward a little, pressing her cock needily against Camilla's foot.]

I. I wonder what... the main course. Will be.

[Camilla coos slightly, so pleased with the responses she's getting. Even if Beruka was bad at this sort of thing, that was a part of her charm. Every sudden stoic pause was accompanied with a cute twitch of the other's dick. She even leans into the touch which was about as desperate as she would get in public.]

Oh, I definitely have plans for the main course. You'll have to save room for dessert, too...

[She was changing up all her plans for the night. She'd originally intended something a little more tame. Clearly, though, the only way for anything sexy to be injected into this date was for her to do it herself. She intended to. So, she slows down her touches slightly, dragging it out.]

[It would be no fun if Beruka blew her load early, after all.]

About that. Are you sure... you don't want to... take the... meal... home?

[Beruka isn't sure how much more of this she can take without drawing suspicion, even with the pace slowed. Her cock strains against her underwear, developing a dull ache from its sheer need for release. But Lady Camilla knows exactly how to keep her on the edge, and Beruka knows how many tricks her employer has up her sleeve. She makes the mistake of imagining some of the many things the "main course" could be. Nothing she would ever initiate, at least under normal circumstances. But right now...]

Also, are. Are you going. To eat?

( any smut will be dub-con or non-con. preferences for incest, teacher/student, age differences, and violence. also interested in incompatible relationships: a girl wanting intimacy with kurt, who can’t reciprocate. no bestiality. )

Edited 2018-12-22 05:25 (UTC)

((Squall is 17. Slight age up to 18 possible.))

[ Some favorites are age difference, bestiality, breeding, public, and student/teacher. ]

[ ooc: Who doesn't enjoy a fucked-up royal family? Among many other things. ]

[ m/m pref. fetish agiven (crossdressing), but also student/teacher, age, fixation, cheating, corruption, and in public are all favs ]

[Open to all except bestiality, stockholm, non-con]

[no bestiality, please. canonically in love with his niece. also definitely a murderer.]

Edited 2018-12-28 20:55 (UTC)

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