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( he has to applaud this guy's dedication. )
The tale begins, as most do, many millenia ago in a land known as Teyvat. It was originally a land of dragons, led by Nibelung himself. For a long while, they lived in peace and prosperity.
Then the Usurpers descended, waging war against the dragons in an attempt to claim the land and powers of Teyvat for themselves. Despite the best efforts of the original inhabitants of Teyvat, the dragons were driven out or brutally slaughtered.
( a pause here for dramatic effect. are you still with him, buddy? )
The tale begins, as most do, many millenia ago in a land known as Teyvat. It was originally a land of dragons, led by Nibelung himself. For a long while, they lived in peace and prosperity.
Then the Usurpers descended, waging war against the dragons in an attempt to claim the land and powers of Teyvat for themselves. Despite the best efforts of the original inhabitants of Teyvat, the dragons were driven out or brutally slaughtered.
( a pause here for dramatic effect. are you still with him, buddy? )
[ STOP SHE'S BEEN WAITING FOR THIS HER WHOLE LIFE (?)
or at least her body acts like it. the lovebites he's leaving across her inner thighs would've tipped her too far, warmth unfurling from her core and down to her very toes. can't really complain if they'll be hidden from view anyway, and even she can admit that the allure of it is too hot to pass up.
the sound of his belt unbuckling sends another rush of heat through her spine, stomach churning in anticipation as she takes another peek just in time to see his cock, already hot and hard against her entrance. then he's sinking into her, inch by inch, and she can barely swallow a whine as she manages to take all of him in slowly, too distracted to notice the sly look on his face.
...too slow. ]
Q-Quick, my ass.
[ oh, how she hated how broken and wanton her voice sounded just now. but she's desperate and wanting and maybe she wants to get wrecked by his cock already, idk. ]
Stop... holding out on me already.
or at least her body acts like it. the lovebites he's leaving across her inner thighs would've tipped her too far, warmth unfurling from her core and down to her very toes. can't really complain if they'll be hidden from view anyway, and even she can admit that the allure of it is too hot to pass up.
the sound of his belt unbuckling sends another rush of heat through her spine, stomach churning in anticipation as she takes another peek just in time to see his cock, already hot and hard against her entrance. then he's sinking into her, inch by inch, and she can barely swallow a whine as she manages to take all of him in slowly, too distracted to notice the sly look on his face.
...too slow. ]
Q-Quick, my ass.
[ oh, how she hated how broken and wanton her voice sounded just now. but she's desperate and wanting and maybe she wants to get wrecked by his cock already, idk. ]
Stop... holding out on me already.
It's really bad. [ He repeats, and yet his tone remains chipper; poised, almost, as if to mask the anger that still runs hot in his veins. An emotion that he experiences so rarely that he almost doesn't know what to do with himself -- in the past the answer would be so simple, combing through the lives of humans. So inconsequential, just like the men cheering for violence now at their backs, as their bones and flesh were picked from his teeth without a thought.
But he can't just kill without remorse here. Not if he intends to keep up the image of a person that no one should be frightened to raise a hand at.
Obikawa directs them to the locker rooms, quickly responding with a snort and furrowed brows. ]
What do you expect? People who live in that kind of environment just wanna pull everyone else in... just a whirlpool waiting for the next victim to drown. [ He clicks his tongue. ] Just like the damn yakuza that ran me outta town. And what's the fun in watching some dudes just punch each other?
[ That's so weird? Makoto? No he didn't say anything about the yakuza. ]
But he can't just kill without remorse here. Not if he intends to keep up the image of a person that no one should be frightened to raise a hand at.
Obikawa directs them to the locker rooms, quickly responding with a snort and furrowed brows. ]
What do you expect? People who live in that kind of environment just wanna pull everyone else in... just a whirlpool waiting for the next victim to drown. [ He clicks his tongue. ] Just like the damn yakuza that ran me outta town. And what's the fun in watching some dudes just punch each other?
[ That's so weird? Makoto? No he didn't say anything about the yakuza. ]
ohhhhhhhhhh
so it's not the dragons doing all the big bad stuff in this story
that's pretty interesting
but what are the usurpers??
just random aliens that dropped out of the sky? or did they come out of the sea?? straight out of hell!?
[ HE'S SO BAD AT STORY TIME... HE JUST HAS QUESTIONS!! ]
so it's not the dragons doing all the big bad stuff in this story
that's pretty interesting
but what are the usurpers??
just random aliens that dropped out of the sky? or did they come out of the sea?? straight out of hell!?
[ HE'S SO BAD AT STORY TIME... HE JUST HAS QUESTIONS!! ]
[he doesn't care if he pisses him off; so long as it makes sense.]
different world, different "god" bullshit.
everyone here's from a point on their world's timeline.
each world's timeline is "paused" for them alone.
when you go back home, you'll wake up the exact second you left with no memory of this place.
like it never happened.
this damn bird can do that for hell knows how many people.
[and if it can do that, whose to say what it can and can't do otherwise?
and yes, bakugo intends to BEAT THIS FUCKING THING!!]
different world, different "god" bullshit.
everyone here's from a point on their world's timeline.
each world's timeline is "paused" for them alone.
when you go back home, you'll wake up the exact second you left with no memory of this place.
like it never happened.
this damn bird can do that for hell knows how many people.
[and if it can do that, whose to say what it can and can't do otherwise?
and yes, bakugo intends to BEAT THIS FUCKING THING!!]
[ WAITING HER WHOLE LIFE FOR DICK?
The look on her face, the shift in tone, as Obikawa overwhelms Ishmael's body causes his chest to swell. An unfamiliar sense of pride rushing through his veins, blood running hot as he encourages her hips to shift higher. Nearly folding her in half as he leans forward with a smile full of mirth; hips flushed against her ass as he fully sheathes himself inside of her.
His arms anchor him in place, his muscles growing tense as the warmth of her pussy sends an unexpecting shiver down his spine. ]
How greedy. [ How human. To just take and take, wanting more than she should. But who was he to deny her request? Especially when the sound she just made was so delectable; a plea to be just a hint more vicious. ] Then don't hide your face from me.
[ And so he pulls his hips back before pushing the full length of his cock inside. Care cast aside as he begins to fuck into her, slick wet walls tight around around him. The slap of skin meeting skin growing obscene and only turning him on even more. Harder. Deeper. A malicious part of him wanting Ishmael to hurt. ]
The look on her face, the shift in tone, as Obikawa overwhelms Ishmael's body causes his chest to swell. An unfamiliar sense of pride rushing through his veins, blood running hot as he encourages her hips to shift higher. Nearly folding her in half as he leans forward with a smile full of mirth; hips flushed against her ass as he fully sheathes himself inside of her.
His arms anchor him in place, his muscles growing tense as the warmth of her pussy sends an unexpecting shiver down his spine. ]
How greedy. [ How human. To just take and take, wanting more than she should. But who was he to deny her request? Especially when the sound she just made was so delectable; a plea to be just a hint more vicious. ] Then don't hide your face from me.
[ And so he pulls his hips back before pushing the full length of his cock inside. Care cast aside as he begins to fuck into her, slick wet walls tight around around him. The slap of skin meeting skin growing obscene and only turning him on even more. Harder. Deeper. A malicious part of him wanting Ishmael to hurt. ]
damn right. never forget that.
but it's gonna take everyone of we wanna win.
but it's gonna take everyone of we wanna win.
[The partition rises. From's Aak's perspective this guy looks normal. Was that purposeful? If someone could change their body he assumes they'd generally hang out in whatever form was most comfortable. Or that it was one of the limits he had and that one was convenient enough.]
What do you think? [he holds out an arm, his tail curling demonstratively.]
Not a bear or a fo- what d'you mean? Don't talk about messing up at a time like this!
[The cutesy introduction is cut short by a Feline who suddenly doesn't feel very lucky. Good at this but could mess it up... was he going to have his first time actually concerned someone would screw up majorly down there? It was amazing it took that long for it to happen, really.]
What do you think? [he holds out an arm, his tail curling demonstratively.]
Not a bear or a fo- what d'you mean? Don't talk about messing up at a time like this!
[The cutesy introduction is cut short by a Feline who suddenly doesn't feel very lucky. Good at this but could mess it up... was he going to have his first time actually concerned someone would screw up majorly down there? It was amazing it took that long for it to happen, really.]
( the young demon emits a sound somewhere lost between a grumble and a groan. in the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t that big of a deal how much of a fright he looked right now. the loss of his humanity had granted him far fewer distinctions and abilities than he had hoped it would, but the one thing he can rely upon this body for was mending itself quickly. he can’t say he’s had the snot beaten out of him since he died and was made into a demon, but he knows enough from other dire exertions his body has been put through that it probably won’t take longer than a day or two for him to return to normalcy. that’s just one of the quirks of being what he is—that, and how he never has to cut his hair, because it never grows any longer than it is right now.
anyways, it’s just such a shame that obikawa couldn’t vent some of his anger and frustration on some of the rowdy patrons of the fighting ring left behind them, because, despite whatever embarrassment of the man feeling galvanized to act on his behalf, it would be a unique sort of turn-on… as it is, he allows himself to be directed toward the locker room, thinking he really didn’t want to see his current state in the mirror. )
I don’t know… I guess I hadn’t thought of it like that. ( his gaze sharpens to an even sharper point as the man continues; he leaves a dubious silence hanging between them before he answers, ) I’ve certainly never run into any yakuza.
( he really can’t tell if obikawa drops little comments like that as lies to smokescreen whatever might be actually true about himself, or if he’s just forgetting to make himself less interesting. neither seem particularly well-advised, in makoto’s opinion…
his swollen lip slowly maneuvers into a pout. he himself considers saying nothing at all in reply (the smart decision), but… well, he’s not always smart. ) It’s not like I can hurt just anyone to blow off some steam… This was the next best thing.
anyways, it’s just such a shame that obikawa couldn’t vent some of his anger and frustration on some of the rowdy patrons of the fighting ring left behind them, because, despite whatever embarrassment of the man feeling galvanized to act on his behalf, it would be a unique sort of turn-on… as it is, he allows himself to be directed toward the locker room, thinking he really didn’t want to see his current state in the mirror. )
I don’t know… I guess I hadn’t thought of it like that. ( his gaze sharpens to an even sharper point as the man continues; he leaves a dubious silence hanging between them before he answers, ) I’ve certainly never run into any yakuza.
( he really can’t tell if obikawa drops little comments like that as lies to smokescreen whatever might be actually true about himself, or if he’s just forgetting to make himself less interesting. neither seem particularly well-advised, in makoto’s opinion…
his swollen lip slowly maneuvers into a pout. he himself considers saying nothing at all in reply (the smart decision), but… well, he’s not always smart. ) It’s not like I can hurt just anyone to blow off some steam… This was the next best thing.
[ ya it's called moby dick for a reason
the first real thrust steals the breath from her lungs, drawing out a moan from her throat that she's tried (and failed) to swallow down. she's no longer hiding her face from him now, but she bits her lip to smother any other noise, her hands reaching for anything she can hold on to as obikawa continues to pound her into the floor with hard, relentless strokes. his grip on her is bordering on bruising, fingers digging into her skin like he has to anchor himself on her or else he'll lose his mind.
maybe he already has. that would lowkey terrify her if it weren't the fact that it feels good anyway, despite the roughness. her arms finally sling around obikawa's shoulders, fingers raking down his back as her mind begins to fog over with every thrust. ]
Please... I can't--
[ take it anymore, yet she continues to do so over and over, the pleasure within her core curling so tightly that she can hardly stand it. ]
the first real thrust steals the breath from her lungs, drawing out a moan from her throat that she's tried (and failed) to swallow down. she's no longer hiding her face from him now, but she bits her lip to smother any other noise, her hands reaching for anything she can hold on to as obikawa continues to pound her into the floor with hard, relentless strokes. his grip on her is bordering on bruising, fingers digging into her skin like he has to anchor himself on her or else he'll lose his mind.
maybe he already has. that would lowkey terrify her if it weren't the fact that it feels good anyway, despite the roughness. her arms finally sling around obikawa's shoulders, fingers raking down his back as her mind begins to fog over with every thrust. ]
Please... I can't--
[ take it anymore, yet she continues to do so over and over, the pleasure within her core curling so tightly that she can hardly stand it. ]
oh yeah
like typically they're jerks that come from the sky and start hoarding treasure and asking for brides or whatever
sometimes they're at war with humans
sometimes they befriend humans
it's a mixed bag but if it breathes fire it's usually a bad guy
like typically they're jerks that come from the sky and start hoarding treasure and asking for brides or whatever
sometimes they're at war with humans
sometimes they befriend humans
it's a mixed bag but if it breathes fire it's usually a bad guy
IT'S NOT SOME SHITTY FRIENDSHIP!
IT'S CALLED A FUCKING REVOLUTION WAR!!
[it'll be friendship]
IT'S CALLED A FUCKING REVOLUTION WAR!!
[it'll be friendship]
[ And shouldn't he lose his mind? To this madness... Except this isn't a dark romance novel where he shoves her head into a pool of sharks so he's actually not losing his shit. That's for a later thread.
Instead he focuses on her; the heated core that the head of his cock pushes against relentlessly with each thrust. A primal urge being satisfied as he pushes her body to be folded in half, a position so defenseless yet open to take all of him. It makes for his chest to grow tight as he realizes that she's already just moments from spilling over. The urge to snap and unhinge his jaw to fit her perfectly inside her mouth rising - a threat that he can at least push aside.
Obikawa keeps his hands against the back of her knees, pushing her into the carpet again and again until his cock throbs and aches. Ensuring that he's at least made himself warm and wet inside of her before pulling out, his cum spilling out from the head of his cock and onto her stomach.
And her face.
And her hair. ]
Oh. [ oop ] Maybe I should've just finished inside.
Instead he focuses on her; the heated core that the head of his cock pushes against relentlessly with each thrust. A primal urge being satisfied as he pushes her body to be folded in half, a position so defenseless yet open to take all of him. It makes for his chest to grow tight as he realizes that she's already just moments from spilling over. The urge to snap and unhinge his jaw to fit her perfectly inside her mouth rising - a threat that he can at least push aside.
Obikawa keeps his hands against the back of her knees, pushing her into the carpet again and again until his cock throbs and aches. Ensuring that he's at least made himself warm and wet inside of her before pulling out, his cum spilling out from the head of his cock and onto her stomach.
And her face.
And her hair. ]
Oh. [ oop ] Maybe I should've just finished inside.
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