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Kuja ([info]darkmessenger) wrote in [info]erato_dr,
@ 2010-05-02 02:20:00

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Entry tags:series: breath of fire, series: final fantasy ix, series: neon genesis evangelion

Event; open mostly
Despite there being as much to do as there was, this sorcerer couldn’t help but stop and marvel at the unexpected sight of a garden in the night. Lanterns flickered from their posts, illuminating a small path weaving in and out of the greens. Though he didn’t need any more distractions, the event postponed being him figuring out just how he ended up here, there were neat baskets with fruit inside of them on little tables to further deter him from the intended task. How convenient; he was just thinking about how the only other thing to save his predicament would be a snack.

Plucking a few out, the wandering on his part continues until he’s inside the large building which appears to be enclosing the garden itself, checking rooms while occasionally taking a bite out of a rather big apricot. The plump, juicy, and orange fruit is gone with a matter of seconds, and for a reason he can’t explain he’s craving more. One after another he consumes, opening doors into other rooms as if it’s his business, eventually tiring of the unproductive search. In another section of what may as well be this castle he stores himself in, taking seat on one of the large sofa chairs while deciding what to eat next from his collection. They were only fruit, after all, so how harmful could they be? It couldn’t hurt to indulge.



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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 03:01 am UTC (link)
[How could he hold any cruel intentions to a such a lovely being with eyes as wide and beautiful as hers?

Very easily, actually, but this isn't the place or the time. Shaking his head slightly, smiling still in an attempt to wipe away any worries or anxiety that may plague the poor girl,]
Not at all.

[He should be a gentleman and should tell her this will probably hurt, if that truly is the case, but as it is he does love deceit and cruelty, even when this heavily aroused, so he instead bites his tongue on that subject and then clasps his hands around hers, leading them to the hooks and connectors that keep the majority of the armor on his upper torso connected. Reassuring her with a nod,] Go on..

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 03:10 am UTC (link)
[Her cheeks colour a little, but she fumbles with the fastenings until they come loose, then lifts off his armour and sets it on the floor. His chest is very muscular - she lets her fingertips trip over the ridges of muscle, exploring curiously. The nipples particularly interest her, so she grazes one with her fingernail, wondering if they are sensitive. She knows her own have grown very hard and are aching, but that may only be the case with women.

Then she shifts a little in his lap, as her legs are starting to cramp - it's a totally innocent act, not intended to arouse him at all, but it does cause a good deal of weight and friction in a rather sensitive area.]


((ooc: his chest looked like it was bare underneath, am i right? i can retag if i was wrong :B))

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 03:42 am UTC (link)
((ooc: Yeah he don't wear anything under there. Just armor with sleeves and that's it.))

[She will be quick to find that yes, they are sensitive in their own, not quite as much as hers may be but enough to elicit a response. Another thing that earns a reaction from him, her shifting around unintentionally against him, inspires him to act. A small groan to accompany his actions, in the course of a few seconds he lifts her up just enough so she's on her knees instead of putting weight on him, elevated enough for perfect reach.

Any clothing items around her waist are removed, leaving nothing there but the plain white cotton underwear which, even if they are in heavy contrast to his own lavish and eccentric garbs, he comes to like regardless.]

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 03:49 am UTC (link)
[She's proud when she gets a response from him, and is about to apply a little more pressure to his nipples when suddenly he's moving her, propping her up on her knees with a sound that makes her skin break out in goosebumps. What did she do that was so good?

With her skirt off, she assumes that she may as well take off her blouse as well, letting it fall to the floor. It's strange - she's perched on the lap of a man she doesn't even know (she hasn't even asked his name!) in nothing but her underwear, but all she feels is anticipation.]

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 04:30 am UTC (link)
[At the right height, while the blouse tumbles gently on down to the floor, with his hands on her hips he holds her steady in case stage fright were to kick in and slowly dips his head into her. Face pressed into the soft cotton, warmth and a sweet scent radiating from within, with his lips he applies contact best he can given the barrier, pressing slightly at the start of her femininity underneath.]

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 05:25 pm UTC (link)
A-ahn! [She makes a surprised noise when he buries his face between her legs, shuddering deeply as he nudges the spot from which her arousal appears to originate. She desperately wants the fabric gone, wants the feeling of his warm, damp mouth on her, but she doesn't dare ask for it. She buries her hands in his hair to keep steady, tugging a little when the sensation becomes unbearably sweet.]

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 06:58 pm UTC (link)
[Too bad, with a little vocalization he would've complied. For now, satisfied with the responses rewarded for his work, the most he'll give her in this moment is a slip of the tongue against the fabric, soaking it by pressing against it with force. Feeling that she's more than ready, his own body eager to proceed, he pulls back and looks up at her while reaching between them to unhook and peel away the barely concealing piece he wore around his hips, not much effort needed after that to pull out and position his sex upright, giving a few firm strokes for good measure.

Before anything further is conducted, still looking up to lock eyes,]
Think you're ready?

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 07:03 pm UTC (link)
[Her heart flutters a little at the sight of him - it seems somehow too large to fit within her. Can she really stretch so far? But she nods solemnly, because the throbbing need between her legs doesn't allow her to do anything else. She'll go mad if she doesn't find release.

She wonders, though - should she climb off and lie down? Or are they going to do it like this, with her riding him? At least she'll be able to control the pace somewhat this way, but it seems odd to her that a man with such a powerful presence would want to be beneath her.]

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 07:56 pm UTC (link)
[No need to wonder or think twice, because before any action can be taken off those thoughts alone he's simultaneously lifting his hips to meet her while lowering her onto his lap with a firm grip on her hips. Hissing through his teeth, the warmth intensifying the closer he gets, when pressed against her he only hesitates for a moment before beginning to slide in.

With indistinguishable words, something good given the tone of his voice, his grip loosens on her skin to give her the reign of finishing the descent. After then, she better get comfortable, because then all niceties will be pushed aside.]

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oh goodie, no niceties! >D
[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 08:51 pm UTC (link)
[She makes a small, surprised noise when he enters her, focussing on relaxing her muscles - it's only her second time, so it does hurt a little, but this time her muscles know to give way and allow the intrusion. The sounds he's making only intensify her own arousal, so she whimpers a little herself as she lowers her herself onto him, feeling the slickness within her smoothe out the process.

Once he's in her to the hilt, she pauses for a moment to catch her breath, feeling the stretch of her own muscles and the slow, steady throb of him inside her.]

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haha
[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 09:16 pm UTC (link)
[Kuja does not possess an inhumane amount of strength; but what he lacks in muscle he makes up for in his magical prowess. Lifting her was easy, but he relies on his abilities to do the work coming up. Resting for only a moment by relaxing against the chair, once he catches his breath while attempting to adjust to the incredible feeling of something so warm and tight around him the sorcerer acts.

For her, it will feel like a gust of wind or a similar invisible force knocks her down onto the couch. Fall softened by cushions, the impact itself shouldn't hurt any. Not bothering to seek consent or wait, any flailing on her part is made difficult to conduct when he hooks his arms underneath her legs, lifting and spreading, making access and penetrating for a second time much easier.

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 09:22 pm UTC (link)
[Rei doesn't understand what's happened - within seconds, she's on her back and he's above her, entering her so fast that it almost knocks the wind out of her lungs.]

Mnnn... [She wriggles a little, not exactly trying to get away but attempting to adjust to her new position. The shock has cooled her arousal a little, leaving behind a vague nervousness about what this man is capable of, and what he plans to do with her pinned like this.]

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-04 09:54 pm UTC (link)
[Once the initial sting of re-entry has gone, there's only a second to pass before he's moving into her again. Any adjusting done earlier would have helped, but given the quick tempo he has picked off from the start it would not seem like it had been enough. Despite being as rough as he was, hands cup her face gently, contrasting harsh, unforgiving actions with gentle ones.]

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[info]firstchildren
2010-05-04 10:03 pm UTC (link)
A-ah - ah - ahhh - [It's moving too fast, too hard - she has no time to make sense of the sensation before it's happening again, and again, making her feel bruised and tender inside despite more than adequate lubrication. Is this how it's really meant to be?

Then he touches her face softly, and she looks up at him, her expression puzzled. She doesn't understand this at all.

There is something, though - every now and then, one of his thrusts hits a spot inside her that makes her see stars. She arches her hips, trying to make more of them hit the mark, and her small, alarmed sounds slowly become closer to moans. Yes, that's better.]

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[info]darkmessenger
2010-05-06 03:53 am UTC (link)
[As much as he enjoys the volume of noises produced by a rough session of intercourse, the ones offered by a lover who's willing and pleased are just as rewarding. Feeling her move against him, controlling the aim and precision, gives him enough of a hint about her level of enjoyment.

With a few grunts he's picking up the pace even further, hardly tiring, mind and body focused at reaching one goal. Whatever the hell overcame him did so strongly to be able to entice him to do this to someone he doesn't even know. They haven't even exchanged names! As much as he might be kicking himself for this later, he just can't stop. Not until they're done and satisfied, or at least he's satisfied. Call it selfish, but that's usually how he rolls.

Slowly, but surely, palms drag along her skin down to her waist and eventually hook under her thighs, lifting her legs bit by bit, both at once, so they nearly fold back all the way against her front, making it an odd angle to plunge in but the access so deep and whatever spot she had hoped to be hit abused so much easier.]

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