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

[uncurse]

What I know is my back hurts and I'm tired of trying to fit two people on a couch. [ she doesn't bother to wrestle out of his grip as he pulls her in, just leans far enough back that she can stubbornly drink her water. ]

[unhand]

[WHATEVER he lets her have a little room, though he's still all over her because dammit, he wants to be.]

And moving to the bedroom? That'd be more comfortable, wouldn't it?

[uncurse]

And moving to putting on clothes because my family could walk in that door any minute now. [ she points over his shoulder at the front door, finishing off her water and setting the empty glass aside on the counter top. ]

[unhand]

Didn't bother you five minutes ago when I was making you scream.

[uncurse]

That was five minutes ago, and I didn't scream.

[unhand]

Only because you were biting my hook so hard I think you left toothmarks.

[uncurse]

I'm going to get dressed.

[ there's exasperation in how she says it, and she moves past him to grab her ripped, dirty clothes from the floor and carry them upstairs with her. ]

[unhand]

Emma. [Fine. He's pretty sure he knows one way to keep her attention, at least. He follows her up the stairs, ignoring the pile of his own clothes, and snags her as they reach her room, dipping her into a kiss.]

[uncurse]

[ the kiss catches her off guard in a way that she knows it shouldn't. this is hook's way of trying to get through to her. she lets herself melt into the kiss, just a little, lets it chip some of the ice off her. then she draws back. ]

Clothes.

[unhand]

Sod clothes. [He moves towards the bed, slipping his hook around her wrist.]

[uncurse]

I am not cuddling with you!

[unhand]

Then how about another round? [He wouldn't be ready to go again for a little while, but he had a tongue and hands. Okay, hand. And a hook that already had driven her mad once.]

[uncurse]

That's your plan? Fuck me until I'm too worn out to argue? [ she allows herself to be pulled to the bed all the same, but the look on her face is dubious and reproachful. ]

[unhand]

Might be. Will it work? [He slips his hands between her legs. So far, it's been a good way of putting her in a more pro-Hook state of mind.]

[uncurse]

[ she seems pacified by the gesture, predictably so, and her body loosens a little. she reaches forward, intending to shove him back, but her hands rest at his chest and she leans in for a kiss instead, pushing him back onto the bed softly. ]

[unhand]

[SEE? THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER! He runs his hook along her side gently in what would be a caress if he had a hand, then slips the arm around her to pull her on top of him. His hand starts working her folds, though he's still teasing, not touching her clit or putting any fingers inside when he can just explore the contours of her folds.]

[uncurse]

[ her breath grows short. she straddles him on the bed, keeping her thighs extended as she kneels over him. she's a head and shoulders taller than him in this position, which keeps her from kissing him, but not from rocking her hips with his ministrations, trying to urge his fingers up towards her oversensitive clit for quick release. ]

[unhand]

[Nope. He'll keep teasing a bit longer, thanks. He smirks up at her, then presses his mouth to her breast, swirling his tongue around her nipple as he keeps teasing her with his fingers, bringing her close, but not quite close enough.]

[uncurse]

[ her breath hitches in her throat. she lets it out as a moan, moving one hand to the back of his head and pressing him closer to her, encouraging him on. the moan turns into a whine and she keeps trying to buck into his hand, urgent and demanding. her heavy breaths turn quickly to pleas. ] Hook.

[unhand]

What is it you want, darling? [He grins up at her, then nips lightly at her nipple again.] Gonna have to ask a bit more clearly than that.

[uncurse]

[ she just whines at that, because she doesn't want to give him a real answer, but she wants to get off. she's not sure which urge is winning right now. she rocks her hips forward again, wishing she hadn't let the undignified noise come out of her. she tightens her grip on his hair. ]

More.

[unhand]

[He presses a smile into her skin. Maybe he could get more out of her if he pushed, but he's eager too. Then he pulls his hand away entirely and pushes her down to the bed, moving his head down between her thighs. He glances up at her, winks, then swirls his tongue over her clit.]

[uncurse]

[ she looks ready to argue and push back when he pins her to the bed, because the loss of control isn't something she loves and she could at least maintain the illusion of it while she was straddling him. but, as soon as his mouth finds her cunt, she's pacified.

she arches her back, writhing against the mattress and rolling her hips up to grind herself against his tongue. the noises she makes are all breathy, and it's fairly evident she simply won't allow them to become moans. she doesn't, however, stop herself from threading her fingers through his hair. ]

[unhand]

[He smirks against her when he feels her fingers in his hair. He's got her. She wants him. Not that he ever had any doubts. He is good with his tongue. He's had to be.

He uses his good hand, too, slipping two fingers in her as he explores her folds and clit, making pleased little groans the whole while. She might be trying to keep quiet, but he's never seen the point. Feels too good for subtlety.]

[uncurse]

[ between the arousal and the noises he's making, her chest and cheeks flush with a rush of blood. her grip in his hair tightens. she finds herself releasing noises of her own, all breathy and moany. ]

Goddammit. Hook - [ she says it like she's scolding him. it's the only tone she uses with him, really. but whatever she was going to say is quickly lost in the waves of pleasure and she's left writhing beneath him, creeping closer to the edge. ]