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Tweak says, "Can you twerk that out for me"

Takashi Jun [Riddle] (lightshepherd) wrote in erato_dr,
@ 2011-04-29 16:06:00

Entry tags:

series: d.gray-man, series: devil survivor, series: digimon, series: durarara!!

Shot through the heart|Non-event|Open
[He doesn't quite know where he is when he first wakes up. Or rather, there's a vague sense of recognition, a half-faded memory from an old dream.

Jun stares at the room he's in, looking up at the ceiling of something that looks suspiciously like what Hollywood thinks the harem chambers in the Taj Mahal might look like. It's as big as a ballroom, but full of couches and beds and pillows. He pulls his cloak tighter around him...

...He feels quite strange. No harm in waiting for his head to clear before heading out, right?]

...Huh...

[ooc; This one won't initially remember his time in Marina, but it'll slowly come back depending on who he threads with. ♥]

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	parasital 2011-04-30 12:15 am UTC (link)
	[Saika obeys, tearing through thought and barrier to speak to the King it doesn't recognise. Anri's expression is wholly alien, her limbs awkward and sagging like a limp doll.] . . . [There are no immediate words, lips moving impossibly fast but no words, only a dull breathing. Then:] The strongest? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:17 am UTC (link)
	Yes. The King of Bel. [Jun--Bel--smirks a bit, tipping up the girl's face.] So that's what it was. Enough, give her body back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:19 am UTC (link)
	[Not - that easy. Her arms shift, almost a flail, getting used to this concept of body and form. Then, lunging toward him, feet barely able to account for the movement.] Strongest strongest love *love*! [~~I WILL NOT BE IGNORED, DAN.~~] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:21 am UTC (link)
	[He catches her, his eyes brilliant with power. Ah, a fiesty one.] Kneel. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:23 am UTC (link)
	[It's another awkward and lumbering gesture. After a moment, Saika sinks to its knees, obeying.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:26 am UTC (link)
	Now just what are you seeking, Sa-i-ka? [He drawls out the syllables of the name, testing her, taunting her--only Lucifer tests Bel's control like this, and he hasn't had a challenge in so long...] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:27 am UTC (link)
	[Saika's borrowed head lifts, lolling awkwardly on such a fragile neck,] The strongest. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:29 am UTC (link)
	You've found me. What will you do? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:31 am UTC (link)
	[The arms reach out slowly, only slightly more firm in this stolen body.] Seize - love - ... (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:33 am UTC (link)
	'Love'? [He tilts her chin up, and smirks, a mockery of Jun's own smiles.] Do you even know how? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:35 am UTC (link)
	[Saika does not protest or shift, utterly enraptured in the single touch.] Love the strongest, [that's probably a yes.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:39 am UTC (link)
	Such a bold little one...[How can he refuse such an honest desire? It's refreshing, really. He leans down, capturing her lips in something the real owners of either body would probably protest, if they could. He commands respect with his own brutality, rough and demanding and with a fair amount of teeth.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

parasital
2011-04-30 12:45 am UTC (link)

[The first sound is a gasp, air and lips and tongue entangling with surprise.

Saika finds no artistry in returning the kiss, even if it understands this gesture to be one of love - the girl's lips are untrained, her normal gestures not including such an act. It might be a shame, but Saika's too busy to notice, drowning in touch, taste, smell - everything he has to give, Saika takes.

Hands grapple at Bel's shoulders, nails pressing into fabric. Saika's getting the hang of this form and it shows.]

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	lightshepherd 2011-04-30 12:47 am UTC (link)
	[Her clumsiness is endearing, in the same way a dog's failure to quite fetch might be. But Bel knows what he wants, and takes it without hesitation, his hand sliding up her thigh, under her skirt. She'll learn quickly, if she has any sense, after all.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	parasital 2011-04-30 12:55 am UTC (link)
	[Saika shows no resistance, knees parting to make it easier. What does it care what happen to the girl's body? She doesn't listen, doesn't help, doesn't obey -- with a sudden surge of force, Saika bites at Bel's tongue, hands finding their way underneath his shirt. Somewhere, it's vaguely aware of the girl's discomfort, the floor cold and hard.] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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