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Thread: forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest // malfrost & six.

Mugen could feel Fuu's pussy clench and clamp around his cock as he called her a slut. She seemed to enjoy being degraded, and Mugen could degrade her all night if that is what she wanted. He could feel her bucking back against him as he slammed roughly into her, each thrust making her ass jiggle. One of his arms wrapped around her waist and began to grope at one of her petite breasts, his flesh molding between his digits as he fingered with her nipple. When Fuu paused her sucking to speak to him, he seemed to let out a low growl as he used his free hand to grip her hair and pull back roughly on it to make her look at him in the eyes. His eyes were a mix of lust, aggression and possessiveness. Of course I like seeing you suck another man's cock. I like seeing me slut do work. I like seeing my slut earning me money...I like seeing my slut want to whore herself out to cocks, now get back to sucking ,slut. He licked his lips as he pushed Fuu's face up roughly against the strangers cock after degrading her much.
Thread: forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest // malfrost & six.

The rough calloused hand against her breast was one of the more unexpected things for the man behind her to come out with, but Fuu's reaction clearly told him she didn't mind in the least about the sudden surprise. His fingers made her back arch and wither, her chest pushing against his touch until it became too sensitive, and she twitched back, only to repeat the process once she wanted more. The closed posture her eyelids had taken was immediately put to a stop when his hands gripped her hair tighter, forcing her head to pull from the male before her, eyes instantly connecting with Mugen's gaze. Just the very look in his eyes had Fuu's chest squeezing tightly with anticipation, her walls clenching further around him from need. She'd never seen him look at her like that before, and she was easily growing attached to the intensified heat it brought between her thighs. His lip-lick had Fuu's teeth biting the inside of her lip, and as she shifted her attention slowly back to the man in front of her, she kept that image of his tongue swiveling along his smooth lips locked in her mind as she sucked the man back into her mouth. Both hands were raised to grip against his girth, her tongue swirling around the head of the erection before her tongue continued down the side of his shaft, her cheeks sucking harder against the member. For every bob that her head made into the man in front of her, Fuu's hips bucked back into Mugen, every one growing in intensity, the sound of their bodies slapping together only adding to the pleasure that was coursing through her body. The added moans into the stranger's manhood was clearly starting to work its edge over him, as well, her throat vibrating against his length with every thrust.
Thread: The New "Old" World (vanityinfinite & darkangel76)

The smell is something that could never be described. His senses heightened, as his eyes flicker open slowly. The surface below him is rough and wet and hes not sure how he got here. A quick survey of his own bulky, broad figure told him he was uninjured so he pushed off the ground and rose to his feet. His eyes, starting to clear from the haze of waking up, focused on the scene before him. It appeared that he is under a bridge of some sort. A vast engineering structure hanging above him, covering him from the rain beyond. The devastation was something only seen in movies. The bridge slowly crumbling, along with all the structures surrounding it. Many fires, despite the strength of the downpour, as far as the eye can see. His eyes scanning the horizon for some semblance of life, some flicker of humanity, but nothing. Nothing but the many blazes and the smell to go along with them. Turning to look back at his resting place he found nothing, no belongings, no gear, just the clothes on his back. As he moved to face back toward the collapsing bridge his eyes caught movement. Trying to quickly adjust to the darkness above him, where the ground is elevated, he took a few steps back as his eyes worked out the form of a small figure huddled in out of the rain. His lips parted You there! his words nervous but desperate Whats happened? Where are we? his questions truthful and disturbing the realization coming upon him that he remembers nothing about whats happened, about how he got here, about who he is. Come into the light where I can see you his steps betray the demand in his voice as he stumbles backward, nervous as to what may emerge from the darkness
Thread: The New "Old" World (vanityinfinite & darkangel76)

Hearing this woman speak the truth of the circumstance was odd for him. It's like he knew what she was going to say, like he knew what had happened... what was happening. The knowledge in his head, but he was unable to retrieve it. Her simple explanation of youre in upstate New York was not a shock to him again, like he knew he was supposed to be here. His location was Upstate New York the resounding sound of a man saying this in his head over and over Upstate New York Upstate New York but the voice is not one that he recognizes, but again thats not saying much considering he doesnt recognize anything or anyone, including himself. He mutters in response to her No, nothing just reinforcing her belief that he does not remember anything and I think youre right. Nothing is left. Watching this young womans eyes wander over the surface of the earth pushed his to join her. The rain of ash persisted, the sound of explosions all around. How did they even survive, he wondered but again, he knew he would how did he know this? Upstate New York, that man again in his head he reached back to the sore spot on his head, what was this? His gaze broken as her declaration Mackenzie Fallon. He watched as her hand pushed toward him. Instinctively he reached out and said nice to meet you Im Robert but was he Robert? Why did he just say that? Holding onto this soft cold hand as his mind wandered back to the fact that he knew they needed to act. Mackenzie, I know that you suggested we stay put for a moment, but I have an instinct that is pushing me to do otherwise. Will you follow me? he asks as he starts looking for a long branch. . The screaming, where is that screaming from were Bills only thoughts as he climbed to the surface of the rumble that surrounded him. Its from inside, inside the rubble. He grabbed at some loose debris throwing it aside, trying to find the voice, trying to pinpoint it, work toward it pulling and pushing at rubble as the trembling voice continued to scream for help. Im coming he tried to announce, but his voice cracked from the dryness of the air. Im coming he tried repeating but again his voice raspy as he pulled again at the metals collapsed. Finally as he pulled back another large chunk a face shining through. A young woman, pinned by the rubble screaming in pain, or fear he wasnt sure. Their eyes met for the first time, the darkness of the sky overshadowing them. Im going to get you out of here his voice trailed off as he looked for new ways to free her, tugging at building matter in any way he could.
Thread: The New "Old" World (vanityinfinite & darkangel76)

And they all kill themselves after 4 years of waiting for a reply!
Thread: Fx Any Wolfie's Request Thread <3

New Naruko craving added!
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Bleach plot updated!
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Bumpity
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Bump new Lord of the RingsHobbit Idea added.
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Reopened with new cravingidea.
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Bump, Star Wars idea added! thank the Mandalorian series .
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Plots and ideas rotated, AKA New Ideas Added!
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Dark Fantasy ideas added
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Bump, Father Daughter pairings added.
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Bump updated cravings and new pairings added.
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Bump general update to cravings and added Ace Combat idea.
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Bump Added new plots, hopefully enticing ones, and removed old or taken ones.
Thread: Shall we tell a story together? In search of a writing partner.

Just a little bump in search of some interest. Do feel free to drop me a PM if that's you.
Thread: Shall we tell a story together? In search of a writing partner.

A bump in case anyone is looking.
Thread: Naughty girl needs to be taught a lesson! Hard, Fast, Dirty, and Literate!

Would love to do the toy and invisible RPs with you! Lemme send a PM... 3
Thread: Naughty girl needs to be taught a lesson! Hard, Fast, Dirty, and Literate!

I WILL do bortherXsister thing, I LOVE to pleasure my partner via foreplay, cunnilingus and other such things. I'm not big on force though so Naive will have to do. I have done Tentacle rp on another site so I can do that to... I'll send this via PM as well.
Thread: Naughty girl needs to be taught a lesson! Hard, Fast, Dirty, and Literate!

I can watch a dark James Deen porn and get off without even touching myself, and I can also get myself off in a matter of minutes watching one of these Hatsune Miku 'aheago' videos. Getting to do it all again in RP with another person is hot on a level I can't quite put into words. Reading an RP is just as intense as watching porn, IMO. Hurray for new sexy CG Hatsune Miku Softcore aheago videos. x Shameless plug!
Thread: Naughty girl needs to be taught a lesson! Hard, Fast, Dirty, and Literate!

Sent you a PM!
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

Samira not attending class was as odd as seeing a snowstorm in the Sahara, and though they had only known each other a short time it left Claire a touch... concerned. Soon after the tigress had been enrolled in the university the two had become good friends, with Claire being the one to act as a guide to the tigress. Not just in showing her around the college, but she also had to educate the Tigera girl on human customs and how they were distinct from her native ones. No incidents to report, nobody had gotten hurt, but she had still been quick toa ct as a guide to keep such problems from arising. She was actually quite fond of the exotic creature. Romantically? Possibly- the idea of banging another woman hadn't exactly been thrown out of her mind. From her experience it seemed she was one to attract that kind of attention too. Claire was, after all, an attractive young woman of twenty-two with a silky bob cut of fine black hair and she had worked hard to keep in decent shape and keep her hourglass figure looking fine While she lacked Samira's potent muscle, she didn't have any unneeded fat either. More than once she had been propositioned by other ladies and she had politely declined. It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to women, but she just wanted a woman with a little something... beyond the norm. Thus her thoughts returned to Samira. A sexy and exotic creature, with such lovely strong arms and comfy fluffy fur... it was as if she had all of Claire's ideal aspects rolled into one powerful package. She had hoped to get closer, hoped to become more than be her token human friend. What better chance to get closer than to help her while she was sick? The idea had seemed to pop into her mind out of the blue, and as she had no lectures today she had gone to the store and snatched up some chicken soup and some cold medicine. Hey she looked a little on the human side, so maybe the old human methods would make her feel better? Either way she had headed off to Samira's apartment with her brown paper bag clutched in her tanned, toned arms. Upon arriving, and waiting for arrival, she checked her reflection in the metal of the doorframe. Her pretty face lacked blemishes, her blue eyes looked sparkling as ever, her tight red tank top hugged her plump breasts firmly, and her obsidian yoga pants hugged the contours of her toned legs and her perky ass in a most exquisite way. At 5'7 she was perhaps on the short side, but then again just about everyone seemed that way to Samira. Finally the door opened and Claire flashed her friend a dear smile My my Sammy, you look like you've just sweated up a storm. Exercise is certainly not the way to go when you're sick, she said. Fortunately I know how to handle any sickness- I wouldn't be much of a friend if I didn't offer a hand.
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

Oh, hi Claire, didn't know you'll be stopping by. The tigress started, surprised by the unannounced visit. She figured that it was a door to door salesman or maybe a routine apartment inspection or something. Then, realizing that her response could be interpreted as mildly rude, she hastily added. I'm feeling a lot better actually. So I hate to trouble you. That wasn't true. If anything, she was feeling worse since the arrival of her friend. Her best friend among the humans, to be precise. Claire had been incredibly diligent as her guide. It was a little strange, perhaps, for the six feet tall tigress to be protected in a way by a much shorter human, but she could appreciate the way Claire always looked out for her. This wasn't the first time Claire's been over at her place, and were it any other time, she would have gladly welcomed the visit. But...Samira licked her chops, her gaze lingering a moment too long upon the brown paper bag, or precisely, those luscious orbs just barely obscured. Stop it. She mentally slapped herself, pulling her gaze back up to meet Claire's eyes. A pristine shade of blue not unlike her own, but the pupils distinctively human. If she were being honest with herself, she had always found Claire attractive. Even without the effects of this accursed season, Samira had often caught her gaze lingering upon the shapely human longer than strictly necessary. She'd always dismissed the idea, however. For one, as far as she could tell, Claire never dated girls. And secondly, she'd hate to hurt her friend. Although...her gaze dropped to Claire's hips. The girl was surprisingly full-figured considering how slim she was. Perhaps it would fit after all...? The mere thought made her twitch inside the loose confines of her sweats. Her cock thankfully remaining dormant after the long session just now. Stupid heat. It was like her mind was looping one track. She felt like an adolescent, and it was embarrassing and frustrating all at once. One bloody stupid week. Samira barely realized that she'd been lost in her thoughts for a few seconds too long, staring at Claire even as she berated herself. That brought a hint of a flush to her cheeks - quite the curious sight, actually, a tigress blushing. Ah, sorry, blanked out there - do come in. Pulling the door open wider, gesturing for her human friend to come in said. Can I get you something to drink? Water? Beer?
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

Was Samira checking her out? Claire had a decent poker face so she was able to act innocent, but inwardly she was analyzing every little act her friend did. She knew the look, the intrigue in the eyes. She had been oggled many times since she got her figure like this and she knew instinctively when she was being admired. Samira was into her. Inwardly Claire was smiling. Maybe she had a shot at this after all... Blanking on me? Maybe you're still a little on the sick side, she remarked. At Samira's offer she seemed to ponder it for moment... beer would help speed things along, but it was rather early in the day. And from her experiences going to clubs with Samira it seemed the tigress had a liver of adamantium. It wouldn't be as effective as she might hope, thus it would be best to go the more mundane route. Water please, she said with a smile, walking into the Tigera's apartment. A scent immediately struck her like a brick wall, leaving her blinking for a moment while she stopped mid-step. Claire was no stranger to this apartment, and it did have a bit of an... animal scent to it most of the time, but this was something altogether different. Only a few years back she had spent a summer working in a kennel, and more than once she had caught the dogs... getting into it. The scent in the air from those incidents seemed paltry compared to the pungent odor of sex that seemed to permeate through the air. It was enough to make her heartbeat rise, her mouth going dry while she fought to comprehend the smell. I uh, Claire said, trying to get her mind back on track. Clearing her throat she proceeded to set her bag of supplies onto the sofa, bending over and seeming to aim her squeezable rear outward. A fine butt, with only a few millimeters of teasing, stretchy fabric keeping the flesh hidden away... I brought you a cup of soup. Chicken. They uh, they say it doesn't actually help when you feel sick but those people are talking out of their asses. I brought you some painkillers and some sleep aids too. You know, in case your sickness is keeping you up at night. Claire stood and brushed a few strands of hair from her face, hiding her blushing face away from view. Dunno if you need them but... well I didn't want you feeling bad.
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

Sure, just a second. Samira turned, making her way to a home filtration system, fetching a clean glass and mineral water. She bought her water by the jug-full. Humans might not be able to taste the difference, but she certainly could. There was just something so utterly metallic about tap water, even if filtered, that completely offended her senses. Mineral water, in that regard, was much better-- A thought forgotten as she turned, the chilled glass almost sliding out of her hand. Or paw, it was hard to be precise. Her digits was slim, human like, her claws sheathed within soft tips. But the palms of her hands were lined with soft pads, and, upon close examination, even her fingers were coated with short, soft fur, so short that it was barely visible, but creating a completely different texture from a human touch. Her attention, meanwhile, was completely focused on her friend. Pupils dilating more, before suddenly constricting, similar to how a cat would behave when suddenly exposed to a bright light. Her sharpened canines gleamed as she salivated at the sight. That ass... More than the pleasing curvature, it was Claire's pose that completely captured the tigress' attention. The girl might have simply been engaged in something as simple as setting her bags down, but she had, in the process, bent herself over the sofa, ass up, face down, the universal mating call of beasts. Samira's fingers twitched, and she found herself walking, all but stalking, toward Claire before her mind caught herself. Even as the girl straightened, looking at her with those ever considerate eyes, rambling something about chicken soup. She blinked. And again, her pupils returning to usual, a change not too discernible, as they were usually slitted anyway. Um, A surprising lack of eloquence from the tigress, who usually seemed to always know what to say. Thanks Claire. Sure, I'll try some of the soup. Here's your water... Setting the cup down upon the coffee table instead of handing it over, Samira not quite daring to touch the girl. Claire had hardly been in her apartment for a few moments and she was already finding it hard to control herself. Her nose twitched, inhaling the other's unique, tantalizing scent. By the gods...she smelled so good... Samira licked her lips, finding it increasingly difficult to keep the desire out of her eyes. Something she sought to hide by turning to face the television, changing the subject. Want to watch something? I got Netflix. You can pick the show, or movie, or whatever. She rounded the coffee table, plopping herself down upon the coach, fetching the remote for Claire.
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

Something was... off. For just a moment Claire had felt as if she was in some sort of peril, as if being followed by a predator. Human instincts had been dulled by modern society, to a far greater degree than Samira's people, but in that instant some familiar animal part of her brain had kicked her to attention. She glanced at Samira for just a moment and watched her set the water down with some mild sense of caution. Had Samira been watching her? The notion felt silly. Despite appearances Samira was most definitely not predatory. She was a kind and sweet woman and very civil despite the occasional foible brought about by the culture barrier. Surely she would never treat a person as prey! Perhaps Claire was looking at it from the wrong angle. Maybe she didn't see Claire as prey in the sense of food, but prey in the sense of... something to mate with. Now that had Claire's heartbeat rising, soaring even, and she was only briefly snapped back to reality by her dear friends words. Hm? O-oh no I couldn't. It's your home after all, and I don't think you'd quite like the shows I like... Still she smiled and took a seat and decided to test her theory a bit. After plopping herself down she let her head rest against Samira's muscular left arm, her face sinking a bit into the soft stripey fur until the thick muscle beneath proved a more rigid support for her minuscule weight. This pose was nothing new. After all they had watched movies together on more than one occasion, and whenever it would get late she would recline into the tigress' comfortably large frame for warmth and cosiness. You pick Sammy, I'm more than happy to watch anything with you, Claire said, speaking in a rather soothing and sweet tone. Time to test her theory and see if Samira really was a 'predator' and see what she would do with a bounty of ass within reach...
Thread: ≒ This Frenzied Season [Krimson & MellowYellow] ≓

The soup was good, but she couldn't quite muster enough of her wits to truly savor its favor. All but woofing the container down, licking at her maw before setting the now empty thing on the coffee-table, flipping through the rows of titles all the while. Settling on something relatively safe, a new Romcom that's apparently all the rage, based on the texts she's been getting. PG-13, because she sure as hell couldn't handle anything more than that right now. Because Claire was leaning on her. The young woman's silken strands brushed against her fur, and she found herself flexing involuntarily, before relaxing, providing a comfortable body pillow for her friend. Her friend. She had to remind herself. Because Claire just smelled so damn good. A feminine scent that tickled her nostrils, far more enticing than any perfume. Fuck her...breed her...pump her full of cum... Her mind cajoled, demanded, but she shoved those thoughts aside. A movie, right, that's what they were doing. It was nothing new Claire was a frequent guest in her apartment, and this was a usual activity between the two of them. The only difference is that she hadn't been so out of her mind horny in any of those other encounters. God, just having the human so close to her was driving her up the wall. She could feel the blood in her veins rushing toward one direction, her recently satisfied shaft starting to fill with blood again, responding to the primitive instincts clawing at her more rational mind. So, did I miss anything important in class? She attempted to make some light-hearted conversation, while she reached down with a paw to discretely adjust herself, aligning her half-hard length diagonally, before crossing the leg closer to Claire over the other, as if that would help hide her growing erection. Her sweats were thankfully loose enough to be making a fair attempt at that, but her girth such that, even half-hard, there was a rather suspicious ridge into her previously flat sweats. Maybe just a trick of the light?