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]

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. ]

[unhand]

[He'd respond, but his tongue's a bit preoccupied. But he does smile. He scrapes his hook lightly over her leg as he his tongue swirls around her clit. His fingers scissor inside her as he works to find that sweet spot that'll send her over the edge.]

[uncurse]

[ he finds it, and she clenches up immediately, spasming around him and trembling from both the pleasure of the sensations and from muscle fatigue. she pulls on his hair to try and drag him back up to her mouth, so she can stop shaking and jerking against him and come down from the high her orgasm gives her without further stimulation, but also so she can kiss him because the fact of it is that she wants to. ]

[unhand]

[His fingers slip out of her as he lets her pull him up, and he kisses her happily, wrapping himself back around her comfortably. Mission accomplished.]

[uncurse]

[ her body is still embracing the pleasant buzzing of numbness from her climax, so she lets him wrap himself around her. she kisses him lazily, not wanting to allow room for talking. ]

[unhand]

[That's all right, he doesn't need to talk. For once. Instead, he reaches down with his hook to pull up the covers over them without breaking the kiss. Comfortable AND modest. No excuses for not enjoying the afterglow.]

[uncurse]

[ she settles for a bit, then stirs suddenly, trying to squirm out from beneath him. ]

[unhand]

[Yeah, his hand slides between her legs again. IT'S BEEN WORKING PRETTY WELL SO FAR...]

[uncurse]

[ yeah this time it gets a scowl and she swats him away. ] Can't I get comfortable without you doing that?

[unhand]

[He gives her an innocent look.] Just didn't want you going too far.

[uncurse]

I'm not. [ she wrestles him off of her and turns to lie on her side, facing away from him stubbornly, but not moving from the bed. ]

[unhand]

[Well. It's something, anyway. He removes his hook and places it on the nightstand, then rolls over to press his body against hers, resting an arm over her side.]

[uncurse]

[ she glances over her shoulder at him when she hears the clack of metal, hesitating when she sees him removing his hook. when he slides his arm around her, she reluctantly shifts her own to accomodate him, resting it over his. the warm body's a comfort, whether she feels particularly inclined to welcome it or not. he feels sturdy at her back like this, like maybe he won't run once it's turned. so she lets him hold her, despite believing she'll come to regret it later. ]