o rose thou art sick; a sex room meme

[tempus_fugit]

You don't know why you strayed off your path, or why you decided to enter the unmarked, unlocked door. Something simply beckoned you, and there was no resisting.

Once inside, you'll find yourself in a long hallway marked by multiple doors on both sides. The walls are painted a deep red and lit with gently flickering candles. It's lovely in a way, but there's something ominous about the whole setup.

Rules: Your character picks a door, seemingly at random, only to have it lock behind them. Inside, they'll find the room set up as if to show their greatest fantasy - even one they may not realize themselves. Everything is perfectly prepared from the bed to the drawers filled with different tools and pleasurable objects to enticing refreshments on the tables. There's a deep scent to the air, perfume tainted with something dark - and the more you breathe in, the more your fantasies will come to mind, until the thought of not acting on them is unbearable.

All there is to do next is wait. You won't be alone for long.



Roll for your character when tagging, or pick a number (or three) that best suits you.

When posting your character, feel free to write a small description about them, about what their fantasy might be, and how the room may be set up. Your character will be compelled to act out their fantasy, no matter the cost.

Have fun!

1. White room: Simple fucking. The room is a pristine white, all lace and sheer drapery, and your beloved is already curled in bed, waiting. You've wanted this person for as long as you can remember, and now they're at your utter mercy. Possibilities range from vanilla sex to noncon. The aphrodisiacs in the air will help you get what's yours, and there are all sorts of delicious drinks to help you along.

2. Black room: Bondage. A candlelit room in ornate black, with a chandelier made of bones and walls of leather. Either you want to be restrained, or you've always wanted to tie someone up so that they're helplessly dependent on you. From simple cuffs to intricate Japanese rope bondage, this room provides it all.

3. Pink room: Genderplay. From crossdressing to actual sex-changing, your room includes everything you could possibly dream of. Certain drinks will make you switch bodies, and the closets are filled with all sorts of outfits from the perfectly innocent to downright kinky. From maid/butler outfits to your character's favorite cosplay, anything is possible. Perhaps the outfit you choose will force you to act in that role - for example, a butler's outfit may give you the urge to serve your partner's every whim.

4. Orange room: Foodplay. There's a lovely tropical air to the breeze here, and tables are lined with delicious treats, perfect for sharing. Sharing is caring! Maybe you'd like to pour expensive wine over your partner, or eat your favorite food off them, slowly and seductively, until both of you are stuffed in every way possible...

5. Red room: Love in Vein. Interested in bloodplay? Your room may be set up like a hospital or even a dirty dungeon, complete with needles and other sharp objects. Take things as far as you can, then go a little further. If you choose this option, please note if your character is open to guro/death. Vampires more than welcome.

6. Green room: Multiple partners/multiple penetration. Invite a few friends or use some of the handy toys provided and fill every hole. Tentacles provided upon request.

7. Yellow room: Anonymous sex. You're blindfolded and have no idea if the person touching you is friend, foe, or a complete stranger. Somehow, it's all the more thrilling for not knowing.

8. Gray room: Phone sex. A steely, futuristic setting. There's a phone ringing next to the bed. Better answer it. Or maybe there's a nice shiny computer with a webcam and you just can't resist the urge to show off...

9. Black and White room: Master/Slave. Either you've always wanted to be in charge, or the thought of total submission is almost more than you can bear. Make sure to lick those boots nice and clean.

10. Purple room: Humiliation. A room fit for royalty... Do you really deserve to be here? There's just something about being humiliated that turns you on uncontrollably. From being forced to act as furniture for your partner's pleasure to being mercilessly teased, it's all incredibly arousing.

11. Blue room: Special powers. Ofuda bondage, electricity play, size play, and so forth. If you've got it, flaunt it. any power your character possesses will become unlocked in here, although trying to damage the room will have little effect. Better to use that energy satisfying your partner.

12. Checkered room: Doubles. You're one of a kind... or are you? Find your twin and act out your fantasy, or multiples of your desired partner. The more the merrier, right? This room features mirrors and furniture shaped like ornate chess pieces.

13. Crimson room: Marking. A dark room filled with paintings and graffiti on the walls.Stain your partner for life with a tattoo or lovely scar so everyone knows they belong to you. Piercings can also be used as a mark of ownership, and the most exquisite jewelry is available for your lucky partner (or victim).

14. Pearl room: Toys. A shimmering room with walls made of glass and opal, lined with toys. From cock-rings to strap-ons, whips and floggers and feathers, any toy you can dream up will be here for your use. this includes bigger toys, such as sex swings and fucking machines as well.

15. Lavender room: Vouyerism. No one's around, so you might as well get started on freeing yourself, right? Only you may not be as alone as you'd thought... The flowers painted on the walls feature tiny peep-holes for those of you who don't want to get too close.

16. Rainbow room: Something missing? Pick this option for the wildest idea you can think up.

Comments

[bprd_fishman]

I would start with not incinerating me. [He cautiously uncurls, blinking his sideways eyelids at the pyrokinetic young man.] We'd work far better as a team.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

A team, huh? I work better alone.

[But although he turns his back on the odd-looking stranger again, he doesn't start throwing fire around just yet. After a moment, he cocks his head over his shoulder.]

What can you do?

[bprd_fishman]

And you've been doing a wonderful job of it so far. [He dusts himself off as he stands, then rests one hand on the wall.]

Psychometrics.

1/2

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Don't get mouthy. Incineration is still on the table.

2/2

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Psychowh - that's one I haven't seen yet. [Well, let's stick to the important thing.] Will it get us out of here?

[bprd_fishman]

I don't know, if you'll calm the flames for five minutes I'll find out. [Nearly dying makes him a little annoyed. Abe presses his palm firmly to the wall and closes his eyes. He reads the nature of the place, its past and its purpose.]

Oh. [And by now its purposes have stopped surprising him. Abe sighs.] There are aphrodisiacs in the air and the door is locked until certain rituals are performed. I assume you can figure the rest out yourself.

[For once, couldn't this place be satisfied with incantations or the eating of century eggs?]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He rolls his eyes, slipping his lighter into his pocket and then holding up his hands in a show of innocence. Look, no fire. Some people could get so touchy about a little extra heat.

Head cocked to one side, he listens... and processes... and finally comes up with what Abe is really saying.]

They want us to fuck?

[bprd_fishman]

I've seen it before. Fertility rituals, though in the modern era they've become more accepting of non-procreative activities. [Abe still speaks of it in euphemisms and scientific terms, even if he's become familiar with the concept by now. He's not meeting Pyro's eyes.]

And they're very pushy about it.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Okay, next question: can you even fuck?

[He doesn't know how far the mutation goes, okay. He's mostly humanoid, but there's no saying what's going on under those pants.]

[bprd_fishman]

I... [He flushed slightly, a bit of pink amidst the blue.] To a satisfactory degree, yes.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[John snorts, shaking his head.]

Not so mouthy now, are you?

[He can feel the aphrodisiac starting to work, though - despite looking at Abe and feeling no real organic attraction to his form, his breath is starting to become laboured, his own face flushed and lightly bathed in sweat. He approaches the strange blue figure uneasily, his body heat rising with every step closer, and reaches out to splay his hands over Abe's rippled torso.]

This is fucked up. [His voice is deep, throaty with rising desire.]

[bprd_fishman]

I suppose that's the general idea. [There's a quivering in his voice. Though his never-silent mind knows that it's the effects of the drugs and whatever strange beings require such tribute, he feels his skin prickling. It's such a strange phenomenon to have someone actually desire him.]

Do you have any...preferences? I'd rather this at least be comfortable.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Preferences? [He tries to mask his uneasiness with bravado, injecting an incredulous tone into his laugh.] Shit, I don't know. How do you usually do it?

[bprd_fishman]

Well, I tend to defer to my partner's judgement. [He doesn't even know what he wants. Abe holds up his hand, fingers spread.] I suppose I might show you.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He glances at the long fingers with their dark tips, the scaly palm, then back up at Abe unsurely.]

Show me?

behold abe's sex life. it is very small.

[bprd_fishman]

[Abe takes Pyro by the wrist and guides his hand to touch Abe's palm. This is a little embarassing but it seems to be the best way of explaining it efficiently. His head tilts back slightly, forcing his way into Pyro's inexperienced brain.

The images are not merely dancing figures on a projector screen, but imbued with both Abe's sensations and thoughts. He cannot show one without the other, his thoughts of his partner are as strong to his memories as the actual events and he goes through them scene by scene.

In several of them Abe is met by a white-haired, waxy-skinned figure of whom Abe seems to carry a low opinion. He is forceful but skilled, laying Abe across the floor and taking him as Set wished to take Horus. Under the effects of aphrodesiac Abe writhes and begs, fingers digging into the man's skin, but without it he is merely bored. The two have little to discuss.

Another is a winged, nude man and of him Abe is both afraid and aroused. He allows himself to be seduced and touched, clinging to the man's shoulders even as he trembles. Again, passive and nervous but willing to learn.

In a third he is bounded and gently mauled, testing the limits of his endurance and matching pain with pleasure. It is light and soon ceases to be replaced with more normal intercourse. Exciting but fruitless in the end.

The show ends with a questioning thought, a nudge against the concept of a nude Pyro sprawled out across a bed. And what do you want?]

and now behold my shipping preferences.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Pyro's eyes shoot wide open, and he tries to jerk his hand away, but his body acts against him - he's too mesmerized by what he's seeing, feeling, even knowing in each of these vignettes. Unfamiliar hands on his body, pressure and possession in places he's never felt them before; he's shaking, breathing heavily, when the experience finally ends and he is left to share his own "preferences." He doesn't want to return the favour, his previous experiences too dull to share and his fantasies too private, but a few sensations slip through -

(cold air (breath?) on the nape of his neck, stirring the hair that rests there and leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake; cold lips slowly being warmed by a narrow expanse of chest and flat abdomen that burn hot enough to thaw the frost wherever those lips touch down; cold hands sliding up the insides of his thighs, and a shockingly warm tongue tracing the length of his cock; a curly lock of blonde hair, a bright blue eye)

- before Pyro finally pulls his hand back and shakes his head furiously.]

Warn me next time, will you? Fuck! [He paces in a tight circle around Abe, trying to shake off the arousal that is now impossible to ignore.] That was - I'm not a telepath! I'm not supposed to see inside peoples' heads!

[bprd_fishman]

[Abe looks mildly ashamed of himself, but also mildly annoyed.] What did you think I was going to do?

[Even if the experienced has obviously affected him as well. He really needs to stop wearing just his wetsuit pants, they're so uncomfortable when he gets an erection. At least Pyro has some idea of his anatomy now--the small sheath between his legs he hadn't bothered with before chemicals and hard hands awoke something his brain had kept hidden from him.]

Who was that cold fellow?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You didn't say you were a telepath, too. How was I supposed to know?

[How does he explain it? An old friend. An enemy. The guy he's wanted to fuck since the day they met. Anything personal is too complicated, so he settles on explaining the cold.]

He has cryokinesis. He can freeze anything, even the air around him. [Even fire.] Makes his temperature run lower than most peoples'.

[bprd_fishman]

He sounds an...interesting man to be intimate with. [His hands drop, though he yearns for a a closer peek at the cold breath at his neck.] I apologize if I bothered you. It just seemed the simplest way to explain myself. I can show you my memories or my thoughts, and you did not need to explain yours.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah, well, I wouldn't know.

[He shakes his head, trying to look dismissive despite the anger still clear on his face.]

Forget it. We're not here to fight, are we? Unless that's what gets you off.

[bprd_fishman]

[Abe puts up his hands again, this time to ward off verbal attacks.] I will happily concede to your interests, unless they involve setting me on fire. I am quite tolerant.

[He's only slightly used to the very concept of sex at this point, and entirely used to being led along by the hand. It's all he knows.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[That actually gets a little smile out of him, a surprisingly genuine one.]

Man, I'm a pyrokinetic, not a pyromaniac. And not pyrosexual.

[He moves closer, resting his hands on Abe's lower back this time, and dips his head to nip lightly at the line of Abe's neck. His skin feels strange, and it doesn't quite taste human, but it's not unpleasant.]

[bprd_fishman]

[His skin is cold, like the fish he seems to impersonate. Even with his arousal growing the warmth does not spread to his skin. His slick palm presses to the back of Pyro's head as he gasps.]

Please do be careful around the gills...they are quite sensitive...

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[The cold skin only makes him more excited. If he closes his eyes, he can almost imagine...]

Shut up. [It's a low hiss, punctuated by a sharper bite, but he does avoid the gills. His hands slide down from Abe's back, low enough to grab his ass and pull him closer, and he rolls his hips forward at the same time to press their bodies together. He can't help but think about those pictures in Abe's mind, the way he rarely seemed fully engaged in what was going on, and he wants to grab Abe's attention.

He won't let sex with him be boring. It's a matter of pride.]