arranged marriage

[iamthesockpirelestat]

Arranged Marriage



Marriage for love is a such a modern concept. In the past, marriage was
recognised as a social contract. Unions were entered into for many
reasons: to obtain property, to unite families, to carry on a bloodline,
et cetera. Whatever the reason, congratulations, you're getting married!


How to Play:
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Be sure to mention any scenarios you are interested or not interested in playing.
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Be awesome to each other.
Have fun!


POSSIBLE REASONS:
STATION: You come from a royal, noble, or otherwise distinguished family who has chosen a suitable spouse for you.
FEUD: You are being married to put an end to the bitter enmity between your two families.
ECONOMICS: Your economic state and/or your station will improve through the union, though one of you may be marrying down.
EMPIRE: You and your spouse are merging your businesses and/or property to create something more influential or profitable.
TRIBUTE: You have been offered as a gift or appeasement, alternately you're the spoils of war.
BLOODLINE: Carrying on your distinguished family name has fallen to you and the equally well-bred spouse of your family's selection.
DISAPPROVAL: Your marriage has been arranged to keep you away from the person with whom you truly wish to be.



POSSIBLE SCENARIOS
FIRST MEETING: This is the very first time you're meeting your future spouse.
COURTSHIP: To get to know each other and encourage affection, your family has approved of you going on dates.
ENGAGEMENT PARTY: Be it a huge, formal affair or a small, intimate get together, you're celebrating (or pretending).
WEDDING DAY: The big day!
RECEPTION: The big party!
WEDDING NIGHT: Every meme needs a smut prompt, right?
HONEYMOON: Where will you go with your new spouse and what will you do there?

Comments

[originbullets]

( ...It was cute. The sudden gesture of soft lips brushing against his all too sensitive cock was almost unbearably cute.

Truth be told, Kiritsugu was getting pent up, himself. Only aided by Integra's tongue exploring his length with heightened curiosity. But this was intended to be a lesson in patience, perhaps for the both of them, having to satisfy himself by continuing to play with her breasts. Pinching and tugging against her nipples with rough fingertips, thrusting his shaft between the pillowy weight. )

[sirintegra]

(integra almost writhes underneath him; the need for his touch is almost too much as she aches between her legs. still, she accepts each thrust readily into her mouth. she only had the mildest of ideas that sex could be so creative. she couldn't be bothered and integra had generally avoided things that could stoke temptation such as pornography. and the occasional romance novel she indulged in tended to be fairly tame.)

(integra looks to him, watching to make certain that kiritsugu is feeling food too. but also to plead with him to touch her where she needs it most.)

[originbullets]

( He's painfully aware of how needy she was getting, yet, there was little he could do from his current vantage, positioned with his knees against the sides of her torso. Moreover, he could feel himself growing close-- painfully so. He didn't wish to withdraw from this position-- at least, not yet, and casts an apologetic gaze, raising a hand to gingerly cup her cheek. )

Do you feel you could hold out a moment longer?

( He intends to lavish her, fully, once they make it past this. But for now, he he considers-- briefly, how to compensate in the moment. Taking a moment to focus his magic on his hands, an abnormal warmth radiating from them before he leans in to stroke her breasts once more, thrusting into her mouth with a renewed fervor. )

[sirintegra]

(integra nods, soothed by his touch and the sincerity felt. she does wonder why he has paused at least for a moment until his palms again touch the suppleness of her breasts and they are warm. warmer than his natural body heat and very pleasant. as desperate as she feels to be touched, to find relief for the building pressure between her thighs, delayed gratification is often more intense in the end.

so she greedily accepts his renewed thrusts, waiting for his inevitable climax.)

[originbullets]

( It was an indulgence he rarely allowed himself. Eyes fluttering shut at a dizzying speed as he'd memorize the feeling of her soft lips circled around his cock, her tongue greedily tracing along his length. He never was particularly loud in bed, perhaps subconsciously so (having learned the tricks of his trade at such a young age, hardly making a noise even in his weaker moments or in passion had become second nature.)

Certainly, though, she must have heard the slight panting passing his lips, the shallowness of his breathing filling her ears, that he barely keeps himself from doubling over, and mumbling something incoherent in Japanese, as Kiritsugu belatedly realizes he's ejaculated into her mouth, and not long after pulling out, onto her chest.

Perhaps he ought to suggest a bath when they were done, but for now, he simply wished to rest beside her, circling his arms around her waist. )

[sirintegra]

(the sound of his breath catching, the way his eyes shut and those dark, lovely lashes of his cast feathered shadows atop his cheeks...these are because of her. still, it catches her somewhat by surprise when he comes. it's slightly salty on her tongue and, while not wholly unpleasant, integra is thankful that he pulls away and finishes on her chest. perhaps is...an acquired taste. but seeing him undone is by far one of the most erotic sights she has witnesses and that ache in her gut only seems to intensify.)

Good, I take it? (integra flexes against her restraints, finding herself wanting to touch him too.)

[originbullets]

( He's not quite coherent right now, not quite fully there. Taking in her words as though they come out fragmented. His immediate inclination was to respond in his native tongue with a simple yes, nodding somewhat feebly and hoping she could make him out from there.

Nor was he certain how much more stimulation he could take, truth be told. But he did give her a promise. And for the moment, this comes in the form of his lips colliding against Integra's own, and slipping his cock between her slickened thighs to give her some source of friction, the pad of his thumb finding her clit. )

[sirintegra]

(hands twist against the silk, closing around the slack that keeps integra tethered. she is thankful for his kisses and finally, mercifully, being touched. immediately her nerves are on fire and begging to be made an inferno. her hips rise to meet kiritsugu's skilled touch. the sound she makes against his lips is half gasp, half moan.)

(it's immensely frustrating now to not be free to touch him. but to be made at his mercy...well she is learning the appeal.)

[originbullets]

( His thumb remains fixed on her clit, for now. Circling her in maddeningly slow, languid strokes, as though attempting to keep her on edge. His cock, too, teases between her thighs. Nowhere near the same speed as he'd performed earlier that night, but thrusting at a steady pace and sliding against her entrance, but never protruding.

In many ways, it was what he wanted to see of her. Slowly unraveling with his deliberately gentle teasing, before overwhelming her with intense passion. That's what she would want, wasn't it? To be so throughly wrecked? And in other ways, to give himself something of a much needed breather, as his lips work to pry open her own. )

[sirintegra]

(to be at his mercy this way remains a challenging, though the reasons have changed. before he'd begun it was due to her reluctantly to relinquish control. now? it is almost entirely due to not being able to run her hands over his body, to claw at his back, or slide her fingers through his rich black hair. kiritsugu has given her what integra begged for: his touch. she slow, circling pressuren over her clit is divine and the drawn of his cock against her but not inside, maddening.)

(her mouth blooms for him, petals of her lips parting as his tongue swipes against them. integra huffs, needy, into his kiss. and she arches against him, wordlessly seeking more.)

[originbullets]

( Her eagerness is enough to spur him on, to test her limits, to better discern what she does and doesn't enjoy. He starts by clamping his teeth against her bottom lip. His bite isn't enough to hurt her, but something akin to a gentle grazing. Another sensation to add to a myriad of them: his relentless thumbing of her clit, a pinch of her breast, the thrust of his cock between her thighs.

How long could she stand it? How long before she begged? )

[sirintegra]

(integra hears herself moan lowly at the love nip far too late to stop it. he's touching her in all the right places but it isn’t enough, it isn't what she wants. she desires the feel of him within her again even though she is yet sore. hips arch against him and she huffs once more in frustration.)

Must you tease me? (there's a tremble of need in her voice that betrays her.)

[originbullets]

( There were a myriad of reasons he could give her: a prolonged orgasm made for a stronger climax, a desire not to rush things and make the night special, a means of showing her there was more than one way to pleasure her than just giving her what she wanted. But instead of elaborating on any of those points, he simply responds to her by brushing fluttery kisses against her throat, with a hint of teeth grazing against the sensitive skin, before murmuring, softly: )

Don't you recall me telling you, I wanted to make you a mess?

( He jests. And to be fair, he was well on his way towards doing that. Rendering her pent-up, frustrated, and heavy with need. Need for him. Even now, he isn't totally willing to give her what she wants. Even he slips the fingers at her clit inside of her, his left hand now freely palming her breast. )