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Sex Grab Bag Meme

✖ Post a comment with your character's name, fandom, and if you have any particulars re: who can poke. In the comment, please note anything you're not okay with. Oh yeah~ powers and abilities don't in this mysterious white space!

✖ Once somebody's replied to you, RNG (min 1, max 12) for the scenario! The scene and all of its subsequent effects will kick in immediately.

1 - You've been locked in a really nice-looking wedding suite, with a huge bed and a lavish bathroom and all - the both of you may or may not be in tuxes and/or dresses (yes, just because you're a guy doesn't mean you won't be in a dress). Until you fuck, that door's not opening. There are also some innocent looking chocolates and champagne on the table, in case you're looking for a (aphrodisiac) wonderful surprise. If you wait around long enough, the air vents will happily oblige anyway.
2 - Nothing special, really. You're just both hot for each other. Really, really, really, REALLY hot for each other. And you don't know why.
3 - Nothing special here either, except for the fact that if you're with someone you hate, you hate him/her so much you want to fuck them against the wall. And if you're with someone you don't know, you want to fuck them against the wall too. Hard.
4 - Suddenly, you're both in a closet. There's a note with a single line: "get busy for seven minutes, and love every second of it)". The door will not budge, no matter what you do. ...Unless you start very familiar with each other and liking it. It's possible if you wait long enough the closet will be flooded with aphrodisiac to encourage that.
5 - The original poster has suddenly been tied up. How (position, be it some good old cowboy tricks or fancy shibari), with what (chains, handcuffs, rope...) and where (to a wall, on the floor, on a mysteriously appearing piece of furniture). And you both feel the inexplicable need to get fucked or go at it with someone like rabbits. Which is good, because the locks aren't opening until you do
6 - Same as #5, except the commenter's the one who's been trussed up. ♥
7 - One or both of you feel the sudden, desperate need to get off, not necessarily with anyone, just...off. No matter what you do, you'll find it's just not coming on your own. You're going to need someone else's help if you ever want to finish.
8 - You're in a room full of toys, tailored for the two of you. Until you try them all--on you or on the other person with you--the door isn't opening.
9 - The only thing that will prevent the end of all life, and maybe the destruction of all matter, is you and the other person with you having sex. If that's not encouragement enough, try the chocolate.
10 - You two were specifically chosen to have sex for an audience, whether live or on camera, either by political pressure, blackmail, or brute force, apparently you're stuck with it. Get friendly.
11 - Roll for two options.
12 - Player's choice~ feel free to negotiate, guys, just be nice!

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He unbuttons the jacket and slides it off of his shoulders, tossing it over the back of an armchair in the living area of the expansive suite, and then loosens the cuffs of the snowy dress shirt. The finely tailored clothes make him nervous, like he'll rip something or ruin something; these have to be expensive, the same way the room is, and they're certainly not his. Being married, being locked in a honeymoon suite: all of this must surely be someone's elaborate idea of a joke. Abel fiddles with a cufflink, glancing at Izaya. They're wearing matching wedding rings, and the glint of the band around the other man's finger draws his gaze briefly.

"I'm sorry about this," he tells him, though he's not sure why he's apologizing when he can't remember how they arrived here. Maybe just because it's better than saying nothing. He looks down at the ring on his finger, turning it, tugging at it. It won't come off. "I...I'm not really sure what this is all about."

(ooc: Hopes another thread is ok? I'M FOND OF IZAYA.)

Izaya is less then amused; he's a careful man, cautious, he has to be in a profession such as his and with his unique disposition. He knows there are people who would love to get their hands on him and subject him to unspeakable things, leading him to take certain precautions to ensure he isn't caught out. So how has he ended up here in this suite with no recollection of the events that preceded his arrival, dressed in wedding finery with a man he's never seen before? A ridiculous situation; he is the one who plays the games, he's not supposed to be played with.

Still, none of his displeasure shows as he turns towards the other man, to face him as he speaks. He can tell that Abel is as confused as he is, that this man is in no way responsible for his being here; the awkward tone of his voice, the uncertainty of his body-language, all of it speaks quite clearly to Izaya of someone who has no idea what is going on. He gives him a languid little shrug and smiles, seeming as relaxed as he would were this an everyday, expected situation.

"Ah, someone's decided to play a little game with us, it seems. Which leaves me to wonder just what the rules might be."

((OOC: It's fine! And lol, obviously I'm rather fond of him too <3))

I've not actually watched durara but he's fun to play with

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Ah! Well I generally play him from vol. 7 of the novels which hasn't been made into anime yet :(

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Before I roll, is it alright if I tag you with this guy? He's ah... a rather docile hermaphroditic half-human half-tentacle monster who has a justified fear of siring children (so if he's "on top" he only ever uses tentacles. Or if someone can teach him what a condom is. LOL)

Feel free to look at the info on his journal here: http://thetentatrap.dreamwidth.org/347.html

I'm still in the process of updating some of his things, so some aspects might be outdated. ^^;

Oh lol, I can't say I've ever tried writing anything like that before, but sure, why not? Bear in mind Izaya's personal preference is for humans but I think the situations they're placed in should give him enough incentive XD

Also! I'm in GMT and will be a little slow tagging tonight but I'll backtag forever and will try to be as quick as possible.

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[Okay, this is- no, Fenris isn't even going to try and understand this one. All he knows is that this is a very small wardrobe he's locked in with Hawke, it's incredibly dark and stuffy, and the doors aren't opening no matter how hard he rams his shoulder into them. Definitely up there on the list of bizarre situations he's found himself in; all of which he'll be very quick to blame Hawke for.]

[He curses under his breath. It's probably magic. Something this ridiculous has to be.]

Edited 2012-03-01 03:57 (UTC)

[ I am unabashedly a bad person. ]

[Just.... blushing.]

[ Even Wilhelm is linefacing at this. Collective Unconscious... seriously... wtf? Even his harem as Caesar Tiberius were pretty much neglected. ]

I am afraid there is no other way.