A shiny penny. New, stretchy and clean socks. And what about a car fresh off the lot? There's something to be said for the fancy and new - but there are charm and comfort you just can't beat when it comes to the old faithfuls. Your favorite t-shirt, worn out in the shoulders. That warm blanket.
The person you've been with...well, forever.
how to play.
Comment with your character, prefs, etc.
All characters are welcome, as there are prompts for everyone - yes, including your grimdark antiheroes and playboy types.
Reply to others. Your characters are well-established "old" couple who've been with each other for a while and - hopefully - have left all the drama behind.
prompts.
special trip: enjoy the beaches of Florida or the twin-sun skies of Tatooine.
not the settling sort: how did you, of all people, settle down? nevermind, you might as well just reap the benefits.
new place: you two just can't keep your hands to yourselves. or your bodies off every piece of furniture you have.
night off: one of you is always busy, so time together is rare.
long distance: a more extreme version of the above. you two are married but don't live together, as one of you is always on the road...or on the run.
still so in love: no matter how long you've been together, the spark's still there.
hatesex: there's no spark here, as it's more like a raging inferno of resentment towards your insignificant other.
rekindle the spark: in continuation of spark talk, you guys are trying to recapture what you once had.
make-up sex: the best thing about marital spats? making up again!
romantic night: break out the chocolate and bubble bath.
still got it: they have no need for jealousy, as you have eyes only for them. you want to show them how beautiful they are.
domestically depraved: to the outside world, you're the Cleavers. in your own little world, you're still the perfect couple - just a bit kinky.
[Ryouma is always busy. Oryou understands that. Ryouma has a lot of work to do in this revolution, which means a lot to him, and because it's important to him it's important to Oryou too.
But on the other hand, she's still his wife.]
Ryouma. [She slips her arms around him while he's sitting, chest pressing against his back.] Pay attention to Oryou.
[ Ryouma leaned back from the papers he'd been working on, against her, until his head was nuzzled against his shoulder. Just being in her presence felt like it sucked away the tension in his shoulders... He really could use a break, couldn't he? ]
I suppose I have been neglecting you, haven't I? [ He hummed, setting his pen down. ]
And what, precisely, sort of fun things did you have in mind, Oryou? [ He chuckled, letting his eyes slowly close, just basking in the warmth of that simple kiss... ]
I guess I can't turn down such a sincere request...
[ Ryouma hummed, bringing his arms to cross around her hips, pulling her even closer, to help close that distance between them. His lips pressed to hers, warm, familiar, and comforting. Like sipping one's favorite whiskey, or slipping into your own bed at night. Everything about her just felt like... home. A home that would always be with him, no matter where they wound up. ]
[Oryou would follow Ryouma to the ends of the earth. Having a person as your home is what it means to be a married couple - this is one thing that humans do right.
She leans into the kiss, her chest pressed against his. One of her hands threads through his hair, knocking his hat out to the floor if it's still on.]
[ That poor hat. It always did seem to end up a victim of situations like these. Not that Ryouma had any mind to fuss or complain, deepening the kiss. He pressed his tongue to the edge of her lips. "It's okay", a silent assurance, an allowance for her to let her feelings out. She could even nibble, if she liked. He could tell she was pent up... ]
[Oryou tries not to be bitey with Ryouma. Humans are too delicate, and while she appreciates his willingness to let her let loose a little, she doesn't want to hurt him.
Teeth are out of the question, but her lips part to welcome his tongue, a sigh muffled by the kiss.]
But for now, he was in no rush, just allowing himself to indulge in the comfort of her embrace, of her kiss, the weight of her in his lap. She just felt perfect, comforting and familiar. He could still recall their first time together, at that hot springs in Kagoshima. She still felt like she did, back then... eager, barely restrained...
He still questioned often how he truly had become so lucky, to have someone like her...
His hands tugged at the edge of her blouse, wanting to lift it up and away. Their clothes were already in the way. ]
[All bets are off once he's a Heroic Spirit and can stand up to her better.
Oryou's thoughts are traveling the same path, and she sits back to tug her blouse off over her head. She's flat enough not to need a bra, and probably wouldn't wear one anyway - they're a silly, uncomfortable human invention.]
[ Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. Ryouma chuckled, rolling out of his jacket and letting her work over the buttons of his shirt. She'd gotten fairly good at doing so without tearing the buttons right off... Still, it was one of the areas he was sure a kimono would be easier for her to work with...
His hands spread over her sides, fanning out. Pale, lithe, but not at all delicate. He could feel the heat below her skin, running through her blood, a dragon's flame... With their lips parted, he felt compelled to place them on her chest, pouring his attention over her nipples, tongue rolling and teeth pinching just slightly. ]
[ She was magnificent. His lips and tongue didn't just taste her, they worshiped her, just as she deserved. In another time, before the age of the restoration, she would have been revered as a goddess, granted the status of a kami, had shrines and festivals in her honor.
... He couldn't manage all that on his own, but he still wanted her to feel the reverie he had for her beauty, all the same, in the way his hands poured over her, the way he lavished attention to her chest with his tongue. His hands eventually wandered to her thights, pushing up her skirt, clutching, possessive, until they settled over her backside and squeezed. ]
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suguru geto | jjk | m/m
ryoma sakamoto 🌊 fate/ 🌊 ota
Remilia Scarlet (aged up) | Touhou Project | OTA
Haruki Suzumiya | Haruhi series (AU) | M/F
jyn erso || rogue one || ota
cassian andor || rogue one || ota
rey || star wars || ota
ben solo || star wars || ota
bodhi rook || rogue one || ota
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But on the other hand, she's still his wife.]
Ryouma. [She slips her arms around him while he's sitting, chest pressing against his back.] Pay attention to Oryou.
jaehee kang ( mystic messenger ) ota
Samus Aran | Metroid (Prime) | F/M, F/Futa
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I suppose I have been neglecting you, haven't I? [ He hummed, setting his pen down. ]
Nessa | Pokemon Sword and Shield | OTA
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[She presses a kiss to the top of his head.]
Lenalee Lee | DGM | f/m
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Give Oryou a kiss.
Kazuki Hihara | Kiniro no Corda Daigakusei Hen | OTA
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[ Ryouma hummed, bringing his arms to cross around her hips, pulling her even closer, to help close that distance between them. His lips pressed to hers, warm, familiar, and comforting. Like sipping one's favorite whiskey, or slipping into your own bed at night. Everything about her just felt like... home. A home that would always be with him, no matter where they wound up. ]
Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | M/M
Tifa Lockhart | Final Fantasy VII | M/F
Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV | M/M
Yuuri Katsuki | Yuri!!! On Ice | M/M
Nico Acosta | OC | M/F
Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA
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She leans into the kiss, her chest pressed against his. One of her hands threads through his hair, knocking his hat out to the floor if it's still on.]
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Teeth are out of the question, but her lips part to welcome his tongue, a sigh muffled by the kiss.]
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Out of the question for the moment, at least.
But for now, he was in no rush, just allowing himself to indulge in the comfort of her embrace, of her kiss, the weight of her in his lap. She just felt perfect, comforting and familiar. He could still recall their first time together, at that hot springs in Kagoshima. She still felt like she did, back then... eager, barely restrained...
He still questioned often how he truly had become so lucky, to have someone like her...
His hands tugged at the edge of her blouse, wanting to lift it up and away. Their clothes were already in the way. ]
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Oryou's thoughts are traveling the same path, and she sits back to tug her blouse off over her head. She's flat enough not to need a bra, and probably wouldn't wear one anyway - they're a silly, uncomfortable human invention.]
Be more naked.
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His hands spread over her sides, fanning out. Pale, lithe, but not at all delicate. He could feel the heat below her skin, running through her blood, a dragon's flame... With their lips parted, he felt compelled to place them on her chest, pouring his attention over her nipples, tongue rolling and teeth pinching just slightly. ]
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Ryouma... Oooh....
[She tangles her hands in her hair, encouraging him with light tugs whenever he does something particularly nice with his tongue.]
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... He couldn't manage all that on his own, but he still wanted her to feel the reverie he had for her beauty, all the same, in the way his hands poured over her, the way he lavished attention to her chest with his tongue. His hands eventually wandered to her thights, pushing up her skirt, clutching, possessive, until they settled over her backside and squeezed. ]