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( from here )
[ He's willing to switch it up -- Obikawa understands that some people prefer the cuteness and expected loyalty of a dog rather than the cunning deception of a snake. It's only unfortunate for whoever actually falls for it... but Rin's smart. ]
i can learn plenty of tricks
i've still got my youth and lots of stamina
we can play around until one of us breaks, at least
[ He's willing to switch it up -- Obikawa understands that some people prefer the cuteness and expected loyalty of a dog rather than the cunning deception of a snake. It's only unfortunate for whoever actually falls for it... but Rin's smart. ]
i can learn plenty of tricks
i've still got my youth and lots of stamina
we can play around until one of us breaks, at least
I deeply appreciate your sincerity and will strive to be equally brutally honest.
( from here )
[ It's a natural response in the perspective of someone who has that power; Obikawa has never been hesitant to kill, but he has shown restraint. Patient, as any other prey would when it uses the ability to disguise itself around it's environment before striking. Having held out for over a year once the humans had stolen his tail, the humiliation coating every bone in his ribcage with fire. Had he just an ounce more power their heads would be pierced by his fangs, bodies coiled and squeezed until they had suffocated their way down his stomach.
When collective stares and scowls turn to look at them both they're met with impassiveness as Makoto grabs a hold on his arm. A small cant of his head as his eyes narrow, the void behind them growing deeper, his pupils beginning to shift with a single blink of his eye. They could separate from the fight, but they'd only be offering a culling to a God all too prepared to kill.
And that's his third strike. As if it wasn't obvious that there something always off about the man that claimed himself to be a simple janitor -- it's only ever easier to hide when he has an objective, after all.
He blinks again, the instinct to kill vanishing as every word from Makoto lulls him back. He looks to him with curved brows, almost disappointed, paired with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. ] Is that what you want? [ He asks, just to be sure -- but there's certainty from the demon's expression that makes the answer all too obvious. Breathing out a sigh he decides to turn to leave, arm draped across smaller shoulders as he drags them away.
Temptation wanes, thinning into nothingness as Obikawa forces himself to remain obedient. He would have killed if given the permission, but without it he humbly obeys. ] Then let's go clean up your face. You look awwwwwwwfuuuuuuuul, I barely even recognized you! You gotta stay out of places like this, stupid.
[ It's a natural response in the perspective of someone who has that power; Obikawa has never been hesitant to kill, but he has shown restraint. Patient, as any other prey would when it uses the ability to disguise itself around it's environment before striking. Having held out for over a year once the humans had stolen his tail, the humiliation coating every bone in his ribcage with fire. Had he just an ounce more power their heads would be pierced by his fangs, bodies coiled and squeezed until they had suffocated their way down his stomach.
When collective stares and scowls turn to look at them both they're met with impassiveness as Makoto grabs a hold on his arm. A small cant of his head as his eyes narrow, the void behind them growing deeper, his pupils beginning to shift with a single blink of his eye. They could separate from the fight, but they'd only be offering a culling to a God all too prepared to kill.
And that's his third strike. As if it wasn't obvious that there something always off about the man that claimed himself to be a simple janitor -- it's only ever easier to hide when he has an objective, after all.
He blinks again, the instinct to kill vanishing as every word from Makoto lulls him back. He looks to him with curved brows, almost disappointed, paired with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. ] Is that what you want? [ He asks, just to be sure -- but there's certainty from the demon's expression that makes the answer all too obvious. Breathing out a sigh he decides to turn to leave, arm draped across smaller shoulders as he drags them away.
Temptation wanes, thinning into nothingness as Obikawa forces himself to remain obedient. He would have killed if given the permission, but without it he humbly obeys. ] Then let's go clean up your face. You look awwwwwwwfuuuuuuuul, I barely even recognized you! You gotta stay out of places like this, stupid.
I'll have to check that one for myself then.
Oh, I do like games. What sort?
Oh, I do like games. What sort?
[ it's not that she's humiliated, just... a little caught off guard by his eagerness, is all. she's never really had people dying to get into her pants before, literally pawing at her panties in desperation.
yet here he is, his hands finding her hips with startling swiftness, and she can't help the squeak that slips out of her mouth as he curls her legs up for a better view of her cunt. okay, now this is embarrassing, yet she can't help but peek below her arm juuuuust a crack to see what he's doing, and --
her eyes meet his for a second, and she freezes for a moment there. the way he's looking at her with a ravenous glint in his gaze is making heat pool low in her gut, leaving her breathless. then he licks into her, tongue hot and smooth as he laves through her folds, and she tangles her free hand in his hair as she tips her head back with a shaky sigh. is it too late to confess that no one's eaten her out before? probably. her body responds in kind, hips jerking with every ministration he makes.
it'd be so easy to make her come from here but......... u know what she wants ]
yet here he is, his hands finding her hips with startling swiftness, and she can't help the squeak that slips out of her mouth as he curls her legs up for a better view of her cunt. okay, now this is embarrassing, yet she can't help but peek below her arm juuuuust a crack to see what he's doing, and --
her eyes meet his for a second, and she freezes for a moment there. the way he's looking at her with a ravenous glint in his gaze is making heat pool low in her gut, leaving her breathless. then he licks into her, tongue hot and smooth as he laves through her folds, and she tangles her free hand in his hair as she tips her head back with a shaky sigh. is it too late to confess that no one's eaten her out before? probably. her body responds in kind, hips jerking with every ministration he makes.
it'd be so easy to make her come from here but......... u know what she wants ]
( from here )
oh that wouldn't bore me
contrary to my boyish charms and goofy personality i loooooooooooove history!!
the romance of the three kingdoms is a fave of mine
nope i don't think so
other than seeing gods sometimes i'm pretty much normal
oh that wouldn't bore me
contrary to my boyish charms and goofy personality i loooooooooooove history!!
the romance of the three kingdoms is a fave of mine
nope i don't think so
other than seeing gods sometimes i'm pretty much normal
Edited 2025-04-13 01:48 (UTC)
I do have some wine on hand, but I'm curious about 'shogi' as I haven't heard of that one before.
Is it difficult?
[ Can you cheat- ]
Is it difficult?
[ Can you cheat- ]
[jeeze, how many months has it been?]
beat the stupid bird at its shitty games.
beat the stupid bird at its shitty games.
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