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Buckle up, Mid-Fuck

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?

In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.

THE RULES:

Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck! Here are some optional prompts, if you want 'em.
Keep going and finish the act.
Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
Have fun!

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"Oh, there's a great deal of interest to me," Asura said smugly, smirking as he felt her body try to resist him. Her threat had just made his smile wider when coupled with her pussy squeezing tightly around the cock that was nevertheless forcing itself deeper by the second. Her inner walls stretching, muscles squeezing around him as she was being moulded to match him. "And not just this excellent cunt..."

Her fears were precisely his plans. She was forced to choose between mental or physical resistance. When she pulled against the restraints it only made her bounce on his cock, but if she tried to use anything but her muscles to fight him off she'd leave herself open to mental penetration. The constant whispering sound on the edge of her mind telling Rey that she shouldn't struggle, that she should succumb to this superior being- that life would be so much better thinking like him.

"I could do this..." He trailed off, drawing his hips back until the head of his monstrous cock nearly popped out before slamming it back into her, all the way to the hilt. Bouncing her in the restraints that suspended her. "All day."

She hated when they got cocky during a fight. No, actually, she quite liked it, since it often meant she could wipe the smug grin off their faces, but given her current predicament, that just wasn't an option. As it was, she was cringing at the familiar call of something dark and seductive at the edge of her mind, and though she couldn't deny that it wasn't like the usual allure of the Dark side, she tried to regard it as such as she quieted down for a moment, trying to focus all of her defenses on shoving back against it, hard.

After all, she'd managed to do it to a trained Force user like Kylo Ren before she'd even known about her abilities; she should be able to manage it now with no difficulty. Of course, Kylo Ren hadn't been violating her on multiple fronts.

She'd thought he was withdrawing from her, but then that thing forced itself back into her body, slamming in deeper than she would have thought possible, and the pain combined with the hot friction shook her concentration as she cried out in shock.

"Stop it!" she tried to growl out, but she was dismayed to find that it sounded more like a plea, and she hated to think that she appeared to be begging. So she did what she'd been avoiding, using the Force to try and put a stop to the physical attack rather than the mental one, attempting to push him away from her body rather than her mind.

Asura opened his mouth to mock what sounded like pleading from the girl, but whatever cruel barb he had in mind was cut short when she used the Force. He sensed it coming, his supernatural senses finely tuned, but did nothing to stop it. Asura even kept one hand in his pocket, so she could watch him slowly grind across the ground. About an inch. Less than the length of his dick, much less, in fact. "Oooh... Nice... Do that again, harder."

He stepped in, pushing his cock into her again, her struggles nothing but spice added to his fun. To encourage her to do just that, fight against him with all her might, he started to really fuck her. Pumping slowly but with each thrust a little harder and faster than the last, deeper. But perhaps worse was the way he took advantage of her diverted focus. Hooked claws of dark power scrambling at her soul, trying to gain purchase. The focus this time was not on making her accept or want him. It was on making his dick feel good. He could combine fear, pain, pleasure, shame, all emotions to make her resolve weaken.

Rey wasn't met with any sort of blockade, no retaliation from the other side of the Force to keep him safe from her blow. And yet he hadn't moved, or if he did it wasn't nearly enough for her to feel any difference. The only thing he seemed to be doing, as far as she could tell, was taunting her.

Before she could feel properly shocked or afraid by that notion, he was moving again, his vile anatomy rubbing up against her in a way that nothing else ever had. She'd never had much of an interest in physical relations, and this was hardly an exemplary introduction, but as Rey continued to struggle in her bonds she founds that her body had grown warmer, her entrance wetter, and a dark blush suffused her cheeks as her movements almost seemed to counter his.

No! Whether or not she realized what he was doing, she understood that her body was feeling things without her brain's explicit permission, and she again tried to break free, kicking as much as she could with her legs as she tried to use the Force to push him away again despite not wanting to oblige his perverse request. She'd always been better with the telepathic aspects of the Force than with telekinetic, but she was trying too hard to scramble away from her traitorous thoughts about how this was impossibly starting to feel good to really focus on putting up her mental guards once again.

Everything that Rey did just made it better for Asura, conscious or not. Her inner walls grew tight with her tension, but slick with the warm wetness of arousal thanks to his malevolent manipulation. Her frantic leg kicking made her spring up and down in the taut ropes his scarves had made, making it feel as if she was riding his erection willingly. That was amusing enough, but the further bursts of the Force trying to push him away was something else. His immense physical strength was able to resist her rejection of his penetration, though he did need to brace himself, legs tensing and having to lean forward. The power she unleashed did little than make him wobble and caressed his entire body with a telekinetic manifestation of her disgust at what was happening to her.

His own telepathic powers were so very different to Force users, but all the same he could sense all of her emotions, especially since her defences were melting. Asura could practically taste her horror and he did everything he could to encourage more. A powerful pulse of his soul contorting energies, all focused on making Rey feel pleasure at her own violation without the comfort of weakening her loathing of him and what he was doing. It didn't matter that it hurt, or that she didn't want it, or that he finally pulled his other hand free to start choking her. Her body liked it.

"More! Harder! If you can knock me off, maybe you can get away!" He launched into a bought of laughter at the idea, her only chance nothing but a joke to him. Asura had strangled many people and knew exactly the right tension to bring on the fear of suffocation without it coming to pass- he simply wanted her to fight more, to show her how futile it all ways. But perhaps most cruelly of all, when she gave an especially strong kick he loosened the knot around one of her ankles. To give her hope she might escape, to make crushing it all the sweeter.

If Rey had any idea that her attempts to get him the hell away from her was only making her ordeal even worse, she would have stopped immediately. As it was, though, her panic was mounting and she could do little else but continue to try and push him away, steadily utilizing more of the Force even as she unthinkingly left her mind unprotected. She can lift boulders and even stop a retreating transport in mid-air; why couldn't she push away one-... whatever this thing was?

With no small degree of horror, Rey realized that she was very close to moaning, as though she took pleasure in this debacle. She didn't, not at all, even if her body was trying to tell her differently. Luckily for her - or unluckily, depending on the circumstances - his other hand had come up and he was now choking her in earnest, cutting off any noise she might otherwise make.

She had every fear that she was going to die like this, but even then, she still couldn't manage to push him away from her. The fight for survival was usually more than enough to strengthen her abilities, but even then, he only continued to taunt her right to her face. While she knew she needed to quiet her mind and keep herself calm if she wanted the Force to work for her at its highest capacity, she instead found one leg mostly free and used all of her blind rage and fear and hope and ignored any restrictions she'd placed upon herself, driving a wave of pure strength straight into him, desperate to put a fair amount of distance between them.

The ground cracked under his feet as he braced himself, Asura's feet digging in to resist her power. But it was just not enough. His muscles tensed and he pushed back as the Force Push washed over him, popping buttons off of his jacket and letting it flap behind him. While he contested against her purely with his muscles, it was much easier for him to release more of his dark influence. After all, for him it required focus to restrain the chaos within him, not unleash it. He poured in more and more against her ever-dwindling defences, the black eyes on his blindfold beginning to glow with an unearthly light.

"Yes... more fear, more hate, harder!" Her most powerful push did knock him off his feet and freed her leg- but he took her with him. Seamlessly, Rey was slammed to the ground and pinned under his weight. He pummeled her with his cock, hands squeezing and releasing her throat barely enough to let her remain conscious. He let her legs go free- what was she going to do with them? He'd be surprised if she did more than throw them up in time with his thrusts as he became wild, like an animal in rut. His powers telling her that was precisely what her body wanted, to be bred, to mate with this beast of a man.

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Rey tried to let out a strangled cry, which was hard to do when she was actively being strangled. His words echoed words she'd heard far too many times, both in person and in her darkest nightmares. She could avoid the voice when it was intangible and clearly trying to lead her towards something that would be the downfall of everyone she'd grown to care about, but it was harder when it was actually spoken directly in front of her as its owner ravaged her.

Pain radiated through her back as the position changed, and she had no idea whether she was pinned on the ground or hanging upside down or anything else. She only knew that it hurt, everything hurt, but everything also felt far too good. Breasts bouncing with the force of his thrusts, she wondered just how much of this was a result of him driving himself into her, and how much was her grinding up against him, legs winding around him to make it that much easier to meet him. She wanted to believe that she wasn't doing that, or that if she was it was because he was manipulating her somehow, but again, she was absolutely lost to the mire of sensations and had no idea which way was up.

Rey showed signs of capitulation to his will as her strong, muscular legs wrapped around him. Perhaps it was merely to brace herself as if she were physically falling as rapidly as she was spiritually. But he doubted it. His influence was too deep, too powerful. He could feel the eldritch fingers squeezing around her soul, drawing her into his shadow.

The bindings around her wrists came undone too. Aside from Asura’s weight on her, nothing was keeping them tied together now. He was eager to see if her arms would embrace him too, and at last, she was allowed to breathe. He placed his hands either side of her instead, to grant him greater leverage to slam deeper, his huge tongue slipping out to stroke her skin, laughing darkly.

It was a few short minutes before her body, her pain, both physical and mental and his satisfied ego at pushing her to breaking came together to bring Asura to climax. Thick, searing hot seed poured into Rey at the same time as he increased the dark influence tenfold- to ensure that no matter how much she hated Asura, she loved having her womb filled. Even if she feared pregnancy, he made her crave it equally.

Given the way he was pounding into her, Rey couldn't be blamed if she didn't quite realize that her hands were free right away. There was too much happening down below, not to mention to the struggle she was experiencing beyond just what her body was going through. She thrashed against him, but she absently realized that that caused an additional sort of friction that almost translated into something pleasurable, and she let out a disgusted noise as soon as she was able to as she tried to find some way to fight against him without causing any additional complications for herself.

When his tongue touched her, she forgot all about her arms having been restrained and instinctively pushed at his chest, arching away from him as she tried to put any amount of distance between them that she possibly could. "Get off me!" she yelled out, too breathless to sound as enraged as she really was.

Instead of obliging, he did something else, something Rey understood on some level but that still took her absolutely aback. Something hot and thick rushed into her, filling up her most private places and making her gasp as she stared at him incredulously. She wanted to retch, and thought that the shuddering she was doing was the precursor to a wave of vomiting, only to realizing she wasn't exactly shuddering. The hands on his chest clenched at his shoulders instead, and she grit her teeth as her muscles contracted in a way they only had when she was alone in her bunk and taking care of her own needs.

This couldn't be happening, not even considering a body's natural reaction to outside stimuli, but even as Rey railed against it with every fiber of her being, she couldn't keep back the ragged shout as she came with him, fingers digging into his shoulders as she struggled to somehow anchor herself to the real world in an effort to get out of the darkness enshrouding her mind.

Panting and growling like a beast, his hot breath fell over Rey as much as his demonic influence. He had an advantage in that his powers only increased when he lost control. All around the city he had cornered her in, people were subjected to the immense disrupting force of his soul's wavelength. Cutting the puppet strings of society and morality, and they had no defences like Rey. Not even her ability to sense it was an outside power altering them. But that was nothing more than ripples, while Rey was subjected to the epicentre right as she was at her most vulnerable.

Voices, her own, contemplating how likely it was she was pregnant. How wonderful that would be to be bred by this magnificent man. How the only reason it hurt was that she resisted what she should be chasing. How she was really a pervert who wanted this, who loved this, wanted more. Soon filling her head with her own echoing words chanting 'more.'

In the physical realm too, Asura was not done. He grabbed her head with both hands, smoothing her cries in a kiss with his inhumanly thick tongue sliding into her mouth. Claiming it entirely, unconcerned with retribution. So what if she bit his tongue? She had seen him catch a lightsaber with his bare hands shortly before. Forcing her to suffer intrusions of more of her body amused him. And if she surrendered to his desires, temporarily or forever? That would just make it all the more delicious. Every outcome was to his benefit- if she hated him more, he could continue the game of breaking her will. If she loved him, he could take full advantage of it.

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