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[ wow, he sure is nice for a guy who said he was tempted to tear into the person he'd initially fucked here. kinda cute, tbh. first impressions really don't have much merit to them, do they.....
this tit massage feels nice, though. she was just thinking how it'd feel like if the fabric wasn't in the way, tbh. so when he asked, it's as if he'd read her mind. ]
Mm, go ahead.
[ if he thinks this is hot, wait till he sees what's underneath her shirt. there's a lot going on down there -- from her sizeable breasts (thanks official art), to the myriad of freckles that dot along her collarbone and down towards her cleavage, to at least one stray mole on her underboob, to her heavily-inked arms that bear an intricate clover pattern snaking further down to her wrists.
there's a reason why she prefers to keep herself covered up, but she'll try to be chill about it. just don't point out how red her face is becoming, ty. ]
this tit massage feels nice, though. she was just thinking how it'd feel like if the fabric wasn't in the way, tbh. so when he asked, it's as if he'd read her mind. ]
Mm, go ahead.
[ if he thinks this is hot, wait till he sees what's underneath her shirt. there's a lot going on down there -- from her sizeable breasts (thanks official art), to the myriad of freckles that dot along her collarbone and down towards her cleavage, to at least one stray mole on her underboob, to her heavily-inked arms that bear an intricate clover pattern snaking further down to her wrists.
there's a reason why she prefers to keep herself covered up, but she'll try to be chill about it. just don't point out how red her face is becoming, ty. ]
... Huh.
[ Not a confused or analytical sound, but one of impassive interest. Not that Obikawa has someone here that he would want to make a committed partner, but there is something oddly fascinating about this ordeal. ]
Well you can't blame them for trying. The House has a temper and we can't seem to quell it despite being compliant, it's like we're having to entertain a god that's conquered and claimed everything within physical reach. How unfortunate...
But there's a thousand ways to keep a lover close.
[ Not a confused or analytical sound, but one of impassive interest. Not that Obikawa has someone here that he would want to make a committed partner, but there is something oddly fascinating about this ordeal. ]
Well you can't blame them for trying. The House has a temper and we can't seem to quell it despite being compliant, it's like we're having to entertain a god that's conquered and claimed everything within physical reach. How unfortunate...
But there's a thousand ways to keep a lover close.
... no, [he agrees after a minute.] It'd be heartless to blame anyone for trying to keep themselves safe.
[Themselves and their loved ones. It's something he understands acutely now. Just because other relationships here are open doesn't make them lesser. It's odd to think about, but letting your partner sleep with others can also be a form of "love" in this place. Sort of like the adage "If you love someone, let them go."
But it's not the decision he and Jun made. And he's done talking about his woes!]
Are you speaking from experience? Pardon me for saying so, but you don't seem like someone who'd have much luck with love. I guess there's a lid for every pot, but you're sort of an odd duck, aren't you?
[Themselves and their loved ones. It's something he understands acutely now. Just because other relationships here are open doesn't make them lesser. It's odd to think about, but letting your partner sleep with others can also be a form of "love" in this place. Sort of like the adage "If you love someone, let them go."
But it's not the decision he and Jun made. And he's done talking about his woes!]
Are you speaking from experience? Pardon me for saying so, but you don't seem like someone who'd have much luck with love. I guess there's a lid for every pot, but you're sort of an odd duck, aren't you?
[ He lets out a huff, amused but in a wearied way. ]
Hah. [ He does not. Excel at mental health. ] I used to be a pharmaceutical manufacturer. Pretty ornate title for drug peddling.
[ He was part of the problem. ]
...I'm tired of hearing about people who are past the point of recovery, that's all.
Hah. [ He does not. Excel at mental health. ] I used to be a pharmaceutical manufacturer. Pretty ornate title for drug peddling.
[ He was part of the problem. ]
...I'm tired of hearing about people who are past the point of recovery, that's all.
[ His fingers make quick work to unbutton her blouse, starting at the base of her neck and descending down. With every inch of her exposed reveals a map of her body, leaving Obikawa filled with questions -- Was she born with all these intricate freckles? Or were they kisses scattered by the sun on her days by the sea? Does she know the tale of moles left by past lovers?
The tattoos catch him off guard. The most noticeable surprise evident in the way he pauses to look at her arms. One hand ghosting her shoulder and grazing against her skin as he examines the left side, ending at her elbow. ]
You're pretty. [ For a human. And she's the exact opposite of his ideal type, but maybe he truly was just lying at the time.
His hands return to her breasts, the warmth of bare skin against his palms paired with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach luring him closer. Obikawa leans closer, lips just barely teasing against the sun-kissed freckles of her collarbone. Inhale, exhale, close enough to feel her heart beat against her chest. ]
I wanna swallow you whole.
[ The heat in his voice pitches higher as he encloses his mouth around a bare nipple. Teeth teasing soft flesh as an arm moves to encircle around Ishmael and pull her closer, sucking against skin delicately. Almost carefully. As if restraining himself from taking that leap and actually devouring her. ]
The tattoos catch him off guard. The most noticeable surprise evident in the way he pauses to look at her arms. One hand ghosting her shoulder and grazing against her skin as he examines the left side, ending at her elbow. ]
You're pretty. [ For a human. And she's the exact opposite of his ideal type, but maybe he truly was just lying at the time.
His hands return to her breasts, the warmth of bare skin against his palms paired with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach luring him closer. Obikawa leans closer, lips just barely teasing against the sun-kissed freckles of her collarbone. Inhale, exhale, close enough to feel her heart beat against her chest. ]
I wanna swallow you whole.
[ The heat in his voice pitches higher as he encloses his mouth around a bare nipple. Teeth teasing soft flesh as an arm moves to encircle around Ishmael and pull her closer, sucking against skin delicately. Almost carefully. As if restraining himself from taking that leap and actually devouring her. ]
How does that make any sense, considering where we are?
[ Considering the fact that Obikawa is willing to shift his body into something new -- if anyone were to be upset with exposing themselves, it should definitely be him? Especially with all the thought and consideration that goes into something as complicated as an alien dick. ]
You could just admit that you gotta watch porn before you get hard.
[ which is
a stretch but like... he's an idiot. ]
[ Considering the fact that Obikawa is willing to shift his body into something new -- if anyone were to be upset with exposing themselves, it should definitely be him? Especially with all the thought and consideration that goes into something as complicated as an alien dick. ]
You could just admit that you gotta watch porn before you get hard.
[ which is
a stretch but like... he's an idiot. ]
[ That's such a human response. Obikawa let's out a soft chuckle, nothing condescending but instead as if something just dawned on him -- he's surrounded by humans and their complicated affairs, forced to be added into the mix.
How dangerous. ]
I'll have you know that I was pretty close to being a dad.
How dangerous. ]
I'll have you know that I was pretty close to being a dad.
[ she'd bark out a derisive laugh if she ever heard about moles being left by past lovers. as far as she knows, she's single in every other universe out there. she got no time for any of dat when she's trying her best to survive long enough to see another day, after all.
but instead, she squirms under his gaze, her cheeks dusted a cute pink as she looks at anywhere but his face. she can never get used to being called pretty; most people in the City usually favor skills and personality rather than looks, and anyone can give out shallow compliments like being pretty without thinking too much about it. but maybe she's the one thinking too much about that?
she doesn't get to dwell too deeply on that for long, though. heat continues to coil low in her stomach, and she barely has time to brace herself before his hands are on her once more, rough and sure, pulling her flush against him. it's only when her gaze trails back to him when he breathlessly says that, and her blood immediately runs cold.
it's in his eyes. they gave him away, even when his mouth was too busy on her skin to elaborate any further. dark, hungry, but something else, too — something she wasn't ready to name. and it's that slight fear that gets her to writhe more underneath him, breathing shakily into his ear as she curves inwards towards him, her hands digging into his shoulders and leaving crescents on his covered skin as he takes his time in tasting her. she should keep her mouth shut and behave, but her clubs suit really wants her to yap -- ]
Then... get in line.
[ obikawa would be glad to know that he's not the only one who wants a bite out of her, tbh. probably. ]
but instead, she squirms under his gaze, her cheeks dusted a cute pink as she looks at anywhere but his face. she can never get used to being called pretty; most people in the City usually favor skills and personality rather than looks, and anyone can give out shallow compliments like being pretty without thinking too much about it. but maybe she's the one thinking too much about that?
she doesn't get to dwell too deeply on that for long, though. heat continues to coil low in her stomach, and she barely has time to brace herself before his hands are on her once more, rough and sure, pulling her flush against him. it's only when her gaze trails back to him when he breathlessly says that, and her blood immediately runs cold.
it's in his eyes. they gave him away, even when his mouth was too busy on her skin to elaborate any further. dark, hungry, but something else, too — something she wasn't ready to name. and it's that slight fear that gets her to writhe more underneath him, breathing shakily into his ear as she curves inwards towards him, her hands digging into his shoulders and leaving crescents on his covered skin as he takes his time in tasting her. she should keep her mouth shut and behave, but her clubs suit really wants her to yap -- ]
Then... get in line.
[ obikawa would be glad to know that he's not the only one who wants a bite out of her, tbh. probably. ]
[Aak cocks his head to the side.]
Who said I gotta? [He also can't get any sort of judgment regarding porn. He'd run into a few people here that, despite settling in to a sex resort for perverts, still seemed to think getting off solo or the old fashioned way was somehow weird. Aak can appreciate porn, or a dick pic, or just jerkin' it, but...]
I'm just saying if you wanna see my dick then I want ya' to get me off.
[If there's a person right across a wall from him he's not gonna not try something.]
Handjob, blowjob, whateverjob you got.
Who said I gotta? [He also can't get any sort of judgment regarding porn. He'd run into a few people here that, despite settling in to a sex resort for perverts, still seemed to think getting off solo or the old fashioned way was somehow weird. Aak can appreciate porn, or a dick pic, or just jerkin' it, but...]
I'm just saying if you wanna see my dick then I want ya' to get me off.
[If there's a person right across a wall from him he's not gonna not try something.]
Handjob, blowjob, whateverjob you got.
[Er.]
Pardon?
[Well. That was a bad joke. No doubt about it, this person is weird! He thought so at the Halloween party, and he really thinks so now!
... there's no chance he's actually serious, is there?]
Does that mean you're the zombie?
[Thinking back on their party thread...]
Pardon?
[Well. That was a bad joke. No doubt about it, this person is weird! He thought so at the Halloween party, and he really thinks so now!
... there's no chance he's actually serious, is there?]
Does that mean you're the zombie?
[Thinking back on their party thread...]
[ yapping daughter or gaming son ]
You've made yourself some fans? [ He asks once his lips unlatch from her skin, canting his head just slightly as he moves to wrap his arms around her waist. He looks to her with curiosity, not expecting an answer as much as he is acknowledging her demeanor -- yeah... she seems like the type people would be interested in seeing pinned.
It only encourages him to do the same.
Obikawa pushes forward, using his weight to pull Ishmael down against the floor. Narrowly dodging the coffee table and at least landing on the plush carpet. ]
I'm not the patient type, so I'm just gonna skip ahead. 'Kay?
[ There's no line if he can't see it! And so Obikawa places his hands on her waist, coaxing her pants to slip down her hips with a sharp tug. ]
You've made yourself some fans? [ He asks once his lips unlatch from her skin, canting his head just slightly as he moves to wrap his arms around her waist. He looks to her with curiosity, not expecting an answer as much as he is acknowledging her demeanor -- yeah... she seems like the type people would be interested in seeing pinned.
It only encourages him to do the same.
Obikawa pushes forward, using his weight to pull Ishmael down against the floor. Narrowly dodging the coffee table and at least landing on the plush carpet. ]
I'm not the patient type, so I'm just gonna skip ahead. 'Kay?
[ There's no line if he can't see it! And so Obikawa places his hands on her waist, coaxing her pants to slip down her hips with a sharp tug. ]
...
[ There's a moment of pause from the other side of the wall as Obikawa is only slightly confused. Time at the casino has left him well-adjusted to nearly every interaction being transactional, always beneficial to do something in order to participate in the game. ]
That's all? I don't mind... people have said that my blowjobs feel pretty good.
[ So yeah. He's not against giving Aak head. ]
[ There's a moment of pause from the other side of the wall as Obikawa is only slightly confused. Time at the casino has left him well-adjusted to nearly every interaction being transactional, always beneficial to do something in order to participate in the game. ]
That's all? I don't mind... people have said that my blowjobs feel pretty good.
[ So yeah. He's not against giving Aak head. ]
A zombie? [ He belts out a fit of laughter, boisterous despite the atmosphere of the conversation. ] Maybe more like a hamster.
[ A terrible conversation. Not a wrong one, but still terrible -- Obikawa aimed to retrieve the genes being exploited by the humans excited to potentially find a way to destroy his kin. ]
But now you get why the honeymoon was kinda cancelled.
[ "Kinda" -- he still kidnapped her. ]
[ A terrible conversation. Not a wrong one, but still terrible -- Obikawa aimed to retrieve the genes being exploited by the humans excited to potentially find a way to destroy his kin. ]
But now you get why the honeymoon was kinda cancelled.
[ "Kinda" -- he still kidnapped her. ]
[ if i dont yap at least once in a thread i would die
she wouldn't say that they're fans, no. they want to kill her and literally eat her flesh, for one. and she would've yapped about it too if it weren't for obikawa knocking her to the floor instead like ????? what's wrong with doing it on the sofa, wtf
she resists for a hot minute, mostly out of surprise than anything at the speed they're going, but he manages to pull down her pants to reveal more faint freckles and faded scars across her legs, her white cotton panties already soaked despite her nonchalance. it's embarrassing, and ishmael instinctively slings her arm over her eyes. ]
Just... do what you want. [ she wants to get this over with too, tbh. ]
she wouldn't say that they're fans, no. they want to kill her and literally eat her flesh, for one. and she would've yapped about it too if it weren't for obikawa knocking her to the floor instead like ????? what's wrong with doing it on the sofa, wtf
she resists for a hot minute, mostly out of surprise than anything at the speed they're going, but he manages to pull down her pants to reveal more faint freckles and faded scars across her legs, her white cotton panties already soaked despite her nonchalance. it's embarrassing, and ishmael instinctively slings her arm over her eyes. ]
Just... do what you want. [ she wants to get this over with too, tbh. ]
Actually, that doesn't explain it!
[Hiyori has never had a hamster, but he's pretty sure those are cuter than this guy. This guy is more snakelike!]
That's what people often do on their honeymoons! "I'm going to eat your right up~♪" ... that's what they say, except they mean it as a metaphor! But you were just being metaphorical, too, weren't you?
[Hiyori has never had a hamster, but he's pretty sure those are cuter than this guy. This guy is more snakelike!]
That's what people often do on their honeymoons! "I'm going to eat your right up~♪" ... that's what they say, except they mean it as a metaphor! But you were just being metaphorical, too, weren't you?
[ He's already fucked on the sofa so it's boring... time to switch it up a bit.
The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]
The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]
[ He'd be charmed and slightly offended if he could read minds. ]
No. I'm being one hundred percent honest right now. [ Though his tone sounds a bit indifferent... so maybe he's bullshitting?! ] I ate them so I could recover my genes and then tried retrieving my tail some scientists had stolen from me.
No. I'm being one hundred percent honest right now. [ Though his tone sounds a bit indifferent... so maybe he's bullshitting?! ] I ate them so I could recover my genes and then tried retrieving my tail some scientists had stolen from me.
[...
Yep, he's kidding!]
You really are an odd duck.
[He sighs a bit, sounding unimpressed. But being paired with a weird fibber is better than being matched with someone who's actually dangerous, at any rate.]
You don't need to fib just to fit in with all the supernatural beings around here. Even as an ordinary janitor, you should be able to attract someone. People here are desperate, after all. And for all you know, they might just find the normalcy refreshing. I know I wish I could get a break from the extraordinary sometimes. To spend a day drinking tea, eating delicious food, and talking about mundane things like hobbies and work schedules.
[To be fair, he already does half that stuff. But he means doing it without having to worry about the House's next "game" or about turning into statues.]
Yep, he's kidding!]
You really are an odd duck.
[He sighs a bit, sounding unimpressed. But being paired with a weird fibber is better than being matched with someone who's actually dangerous, at any rate.]
You don't need to fib just to fit in with all the supernatural beings around here. Even as an ordinary janitor, you should be able to attract someone. People here are desperate, after all. And for all you know, they might just find the normalcy refreshing. I know I wish I could get a break from the extraordinary sometimes. To spend a day drinking tea, eating delicious food, and talking about mundane things like hobbies and work schedules.
[To be fair, he already does half that stuff. But he means doing it without having to worry about the House's next "game" or about turning into statues.]
Yea, yea, got it, remind me to save the quips for sober guys...
[He's making the judgement to just be direct with this guy from now on. Either way, he'll leisurely pull himself up from the couch and brush himself off from any snack dust that may have settled. He does pause to look up at the screen and see where the plot was at. He can't tell if this is supposed to be authoritarian violence to an alien underclass or an uprising in the making. Once all the dicks and pussies were out it all kinda looked the same.]
Remember you gotta hit your button too. [he's not taking chances, he'll remind the guy before pressing his big, green LUST button]
[He's making the judgement to just be direct with this guy from now on. Either way, he'll leisurely pull himself up from the couch and brush himself off from any snack dust that may have settled. He does pause to look up at the screen and see where the plot was at. He can't tell if this is supposed to be authoritarian violence to an alien underclass or an uprising in the making. Once all the dicks and pussies were out it all kinda looked the same.]
Remember you gotta hit your button too. [he's not taking chances, he'll remind the guy before pressing his big, green LUST button]
WHAT?!
you're the one who asked to get punched for a boner!
you're the one who asked to get punched for a boner!
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