OPEN RP 2.0

[effulgent]

Now that I have your attention, this is my new open RP post! Mostly because my old one was getting a little crowded and I want to play ALL THE MASSIVELY COOL PEOPLE on my muse list who I keep not playing/not even giving userpics. So this is the ~experimental zone~ where I try new people and new things.

SO! Here's how it works.

1. Pick one of your characters.
2. Post a comment with an image or a gif or a poem or nothing at all idgaf make me do all the work without inspiration if you want.
3. Put the name of one of my characters or tell me it's my choice.
4. I will respond both with the character of your choice and with someone COMPLETELY NEW AND UNEXPECTED because seriously it's ridiculous how many of these people I haven't used.
5. FUN WILL BE HAD.

Now go forth! Comment! I may be slow as balls on some of these people BUT I WILL PLOD AHEAD. AND EVEN GIVE THEM USERPICS AND SHIT. JUST WATCH ME.

Comments

[unhand]

[He slips his hand down into her panties, curling his finger against her clit.] I plan to. [He pulls his hand away all too quickly, but only for a moment. He has to pull his trousers off more fully, and he needs fingers to do it. Then he's back, slipping two fingers inside her as he pushes forward his palm for her to rut against. He smiles. She's sopping wet.] Must say, the way you're welcoming me in is just about begging enough.

[uncurse]

Uwah. [ the sudden, sturdy pressure against her clit causes electricity to crackle through her. she lets out a sudden noise, that turns to a whine when she loses the sensation.

but, his hand returns quickly, and she raises her hips to fuck herself on his fingers, clit rubbing against his palm on every down-thrust. she lets out a low, breathy ohhh and makes no apologies for how vocal she allows herself to be. for how vocal he warrants her being. she gets a steady rhythm going, rocking against his hand, desperately inching herself closer to the edge in the pursuit of some semblance of release. ]

[unhand]

[Oh, those noises are nice enough he almost doesn't want to stop. Her face is beautiful, all passionate and uncontrolled. She's tightening around him and clearly getting closer and closer.

So naturally, it's time to stop entirely, laying his hand flat against her cunt because he can't bear to pull away fully.]

[uncurse]

[ she feels the loss immediately, but continues to try and buck against him uselessly. she has to work to sort through the lust-addled haze of her mind and figure out that he's stopped, because she's dizzy and drugged on the sensations. tightens winds in her abdomen, untempered, and she meets his gaze with unfocused eyes. her hand reaches out to slip around his ribs, and her nails scrape at his sides as she curls her fingers and tries to draw him in. ]

[unhand]

Uh uh. [He lets her pull him in, though, pressing his lips against her jaw.] Tell me what you want.

[uncurse]

Hook. [ her voice takes the tone of desperate exasperation, and she rolls her hips demandingly, trying to find friction against his hand - uselessly, this time. ]

[unhand]

What? [He knows what. He slips his hook into her panties carefully and gives them a hard yank.]

[uncurse]

[ she sucks in a breath as her underwear slide down her thighs, easily stretched by his hook. she reaches down stubbornly to try and rub one out for herself, only to find interruption in the hand hook's cupping over her cunt. she groans. ]

Just do it already.

[unhand]

[That's close enough. He moves his hand away and untangles his hook from her underwear, shifting between her legs. Then he slowly presses into her.

Pleasure crosses his face at the feeling. She feels even more delicious than he imagined. His eyes slide shut as he comes to rest on top of her, propped up a little on his elbows as he lets her adjust and relishes the feeling.]

[uncurse]

[ tingling tension creeps its way up through her as he pushes inside her wet center. she tips her head back, shuts her eyes, and lifts her hips to meet his. her slow exhale teeters on the edge of a moan. her arms slide around his waist, fingertips pressing into his back to pull him down closer to her.

she leans forward and buries her face against his neck. she doesn't start moving in any urgent way, instead holding onto how completely he fills her. ]

[unhand]

[Hook gives up on holding himself up. He wants to be pressed against her too badly to care about little things like crushing her a bit. He buries his face in her hair and slides his good arm under her, into the small of her back where he can pull her even closer. He doesn't want to move nearly as desperately as he needs to. the moment is perfect, but it can't last, and he feels like he's going to explode.

Slowly, he starts to rock against her.]

[uncurse]

[ feverish and dizzy, she shut her eyes, taking steady pants of breath while her body sighed under each movement. after only a moment, though, she began to roll her hips in steady circles, shifting the angle of penetration as he rocked up into her, and causing his pubic bone to grind against her clit each time their bodies connected. her legs twine around his hips, drawing him in deeper. ]

[unhand]

[He presses kisses into her neck. Her heels are digging into his ass, pulling him closer, making him want her more than ever because she wants him. Not that he ever doubted it for so much as a moment. Still, there's knowing, and then there's being buried inside her, as close as two people can be, feeling her pressed up against him making those noises.

He starts moving faster. He can't help himself. She feels too good and teasing her was also teasing himself.] Emma. [He groans it out, muffling his voice in her skin.]

[uncurse]

[ her breathing speeds up. the more urgently he moves, the more sweat she finds sticking their skin together, and emma doesn't even realize at first that she's rutting her hips urgently up against his with every thrust.

they have an easy time finding a matched rhythm, moving together like they've known each other long enough to be entirely in sync. she rises when he falls, helping him reach the deepest parts of her. emma's exhales begin to sound suspiciously like almost saying his name, but she never gets the hard finish, losing herself before she can. they're all too breathy to be obvious, anyway, and get lost in pants and gulps.

emma's all but drunk on the feeling, pawing at him like an animal and dragging her clipped fingernails in his back. ]

[unhand]

[He slides his mouth along her jaw, pressing wet kisses that are too much teeth along her face until he finally finds her mouth again. It's almost a shame to quiet those lovely moans that he can almost pretend sound like his name, but it's worth it to taste her again.

Not that he can hold it for long. The kiss breaks all too quickly and he lets out a low moan at the loss, but he moves his head up a little so he can watch her face and that's almost better.]

Emma.

[He presses his hand to her cheek, holding his weight with his bad hand for a moment so he could just watch her, just see how she looked all passionate and beautiful and everything he wanted.]

[uncurse]

[ she doesn't notice him staring at first, eyes mostly shut, wrapped up in the feeling of rutting against him, helping him hit just the right place inside of her with the tilt of her hips to make her entire body tingle pleasantly. her pants become a drawn out, genuine moan and she curls herself more tightly around him, finally noticing that his mouth isn't on her.

she takes a beat out of the moment, looking up at him when his hand touches her cheek, catching on that he's watching her. the look in his eyes is too adoring, too worshipful and it puts her on the spot. she can only stand to be under it for so long before she shifts uncomfortably, tension building in her shoulders, and then drags him aggressively in for a kiss to wipe that look off his face and keep him from staring.

if she could have, she'd have run. but instead she's doing the next best thing and trying to squish the emotion out. ]

[unhand]

[He can hardly complain about a kiss like that, even if had been enjoying watching her. He supposes there will be other chances. She's probably decided this'll be the end of it, that one good shag could possibly wipe out the urges, but Hook knows better.

He bites her lip, sliding his hand down her face to squeeze and pinch at her breast. He's not trying to be gentle. She doesn't want gentle. She wants him to make her feel good. He can do that much, at least.]

[uncurse]

[ the pinch gets her to bite down on his lip, and her nails dig into his back, leaving tiny crescent indentations behind. but she bucks up more urgently in answer, as well - good. now if he'll just keep that up, she won't have to worry about him getting too slow and romantic and fooling either one of them.

the movements of her hips change, because the attention to her breasts is pushing her closer to the edge, and she's eager to teeter over it. her pelvis shifts to small rolls of her body so she can grind her clit against him and shift him just enough inside of her on every thrust in. it starts out keeping pace with his thrusts, but she gets more urgent very quickly, eager for the stimulation, whining low against his lips. so damn close. ]

[unhand]

[He can feel how close she's getting. He's bloody close himself. He presses another kiss to her lips between breaths and slides his hand across her breast again, twisting his hips again to shift the angle and drive himself in even deeper.]

Come for me. [He murmurs the words, just barely loud enough to be heard over the sounds of flesh and hard breathing.]

[uncurse]

[ the words, combined with the sudden new sensation, cause her body to seize up. one hand slides between them to brush over her cli, helping her over the edge to where she's shuddering and clenching up around him.

she feels her muscles contract in every part of her, suddenly tightening all around him. her hips keep jerking up against his, more desperate now, trying to drag out her climax and keep herself at that high.

she gasps, her shoulders trembling. ]

Hook. [ her voice is breathless and shaky. she buries her face against the side of his neck. liquid heat pours through her and she slackens, like a snapped rubberband. ]

[unhand]

[What comes out isn't entirely her name, but the thought's there. He's too close now, with the way her cunt squeezes him and the way she says his name... he's lost. He shifts his good hand up to curl embrace her as his thrusts grow more erratic and harder.] Swan! [He finally manages as he starts spurting into her in long bursts. He groans, holding onto her tightly as the pressure finally lessens in his cock and it softens.

He doesn't get up, though, he's enjoying the closeness. He just lets himself lie there, catching his breath and embracing her.]

[uncurse]

[ she rocks gently with him as he pounds into her, and when he finally stills and heat spills between her thighs, she stills too, tangled up in him. one leg is wrapped around one of his, the other stretched off the couch. one arm is resting on his back, the other moves to adjust a throw pillow under her head to keep the arm rest from putting a crick in her neck.

she lets out a puff of breath that's almost a laugh, and her smile is wide as she leans her forehead against his, but only for a moment. she quashes the sentiment quick enough, but that doesn't change that it was there. she doesn't move to shove him off of her. ]

[unhand]

[He notices, and it makes him grin, nuzzling his face against hers. He shifts a little, enough so she can breathe while still making sure that he's touching as much of her as possible, and gives her another kiss, this one soft and full of affection.

She'll probably hate it. But he does what he wants.]

[uncurse]

[ she lets him kiss her, losing herself in the warmth of his mouth. it's a lazy thing, and she gets into it until her shoulder bumps his hook arm behind her and feels torn upholstery. she stops, pulling back and pushing him away a little. ]

You - [ it's accusatory, she sits up, pulling him out of her, and then props her elbow on the armrest so she can twist and look down at ... the mess his hook has made of the couch. she grimaces, scrubbing her hand over her face. ] Hook.

[unhand]

What? [He sits up a bit, following her gaze and... oh. Whoops.] ...you should get leather. Much more durable.