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Thread: On the brink of desire. (Raziel99xXanaphia)

William was talented in his work, and he was immediately rewarded for his efforts with her movements. His hands held her with arms wrapped around her thighs, just so she couldnt squeeze his head off with the strength he felt in her legs. Strength he was sure he would feel soon enough. His tongue moved deftly against her nub, flicking and rubbing in all the ways he knew to set her off, closer and closer to her own orgasm. He noticed her playing with her breasts, and his mind entered hers, giving a strict command there as his own mouth was occupied. You no longer can touch yourself without my permission. My wrath can be terrible. His tongue worked magic until he felt her orgasm,, hot juices easily sliding into his mouth, a sound of contentment as he swallowed it down. For a moment her sucking on his finger entered his mind, sending a shiver down his body to his erect length, but he shook it off. Later. For now, he had something far better. He stood fully, positioned perfectly with her. His hand opened his robes, pushing his pants down to have his length open for her eyes. He moved in, his lips finding hers, her taste lingering in his mouth. He found her entrance with his tip easily, and he teased along it, sliding up to her clit and back down to it before surging into her, burying to the hilt, just like she wanted.
Thread: On the brink of desire. (Raziel99xXanaphia)

She lied on the desk, rocked by the third powerful orgasm in such a short time. Her mind and body were working on overdrive now, overcome by overwhelming sensations. She was taken into an kiss, this one marked by her own juices on his lips, the proof of her arousal. She kissed him hungrily, her lust overpowering any other feeling or self control. She knew then that her desire would control her until she would pass out from exhausting pleasure. She wiggling against his teasing cock, quite eager to feel it inside. It wasn't that long, but it felt like an eternity, as his tip rubbed the moist outer lips. When he slid it past the opening, she cried out, calling his name with such passion. Their hips connecting, the sound of their lovemaking echoing in the empty room. What a concert of ecstasy, their combined moaning against the slapping of skin together. Her legs were wrapping around him again, keeping him close to her as he built up friction between them. She moved her own hips in rhythm, wanting to feel him reach climax while he was sheathed within her moist walls. She craved how the hot seed would feel as it were pumping into her hungry cunt.
Thread: Dom Futas for Sub Females

I'll play as Jewel Staite. The doms can be Charlize Theron and Scarlett johanssen. Or your choice of doms.
Thread: Dom Futas for Sub Females

Were you wanting to just have the actors as themselves or were you wanting to have them portray other characters in a fantasymodernsci-fi game?
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Okay, this is an RP loosely inspired by Deadliest Warrior, where the warriors of past, present, and future have come back as tough futas to protect the world from a zombie outbreak. You can be a Warrior who has to be a futanari, though you can choose whether to have balls or a pussy, or both, or a Civilian Civilians can be males, females, or futas of any kind. There are three categories of Futa AncientMedieval before guns, Historical uses guns, but not modern guns, Modern uses modern guns or is from the 20th and 21st Centuries, and Future uses Sci-Fi weapons. There's two main plots The first plot is about protecting the civilians from zombies, the second plot is about the warriors bonding together through lots of hot sex during their down time, and the civilians are free to join them. Here's the warrior sign-up. Name Appearance Can be written or picture, anime pics or written description preferred Warrior Type What kind of warrior are you? A Samurai? A Knight? A Viking? A Navy SEAL? A Jedi? Category Ancient, Historical, Modern, or Future Personality Kinks Civilian signup goes like this... Name Gender Appearance Personality Kinks
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Name Sabrina Santoro Appearance Sabrina Warrior Type Mafia Gangster Category Modern Personality Sabrina is harsh, but fair. She is extremely loyal, and will go through great lengths to prove said loyalty. The mobster takes great pleasure in sending a message to those who have crossed her through pain and bloodshed. She can be quick to judge and once set in her ways, it is tough to get her to change her mind. Kinks Sabrina likes being on top and a bit on the dominant side. She loves rough sex with men and women alike. Dirty talk, watching and being watched, and group sex are also huge turn ons for her.
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Ritzy, your character is accepted. I need to create me a character, and wait for at least one or two more people to start. I'm thinking either a Roman legionary or a Samurai
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Well, I have a civilian character and a warrior character. Not sure which I would want to go with though. The first is an Oracle from Rome or Greece, and would be the civilian to be protected... And shared... By the futa warriors. The other would be an Apache warrior. I could also go with a Roman Gladiatrix, which was my first idea, but the pic for her is an IRL pic instead of anime-style.
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Real life pics are acceptable, and you can have two characters
Thread: Legendary Warriors: A Futa-themed RP

Character accepted
Thread: Me & You..

I'm interested. Sending a pm!
Thread: Me & You..

Bump, Looking for more smut ATM .
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

Solid soles of leather boots gripped the broken stone beneath her feet as she hoisted herself over the fallen pillars. The large precipice laid strewn across the cracked earth. The are was desolate, void of forest life. It was it's own little piece of hell locked away in the dense forests. She'd come quite a ways to find the giant masterpiece that ranged out before her. The main walls still stood, tall and towering, but the out lying structures were nothing but broken rock and ash at this points. Long dark red tresses were pulled unto a thick plait braid that reached down the length of her back, swaying heavily with each heaved motion of her body as she climbed her way to that entrance hidden beyond the towering rubble. Grey eyes, dark like the coming storm, finally found that passage way. She leapt from the precipice and landed a few feet before it. Her sword clanked at her hip as she proceeded forth. Pushing dead curtains of vines out of her way and wisping away the cobwebs that clung to every nook and cranny, draping down like billowing, sweeping curtains. Gauntlet covered hands stayed slightly outstretched before her, body tensed should she come across any underling creature dwelling in the dark depths of the once powerful castle. Her slender, pale frame was housed in a pair of black leather pants, laced down the hips with thin rope, exposing little peeks of flesh. An armored braiser adorned her torso, exposing small bits of her sides and back, but protecting the immediate organs that would result an imminate death should she be struck down. It did not take her long to stumble upon the large circular room. It rose several stories, it's windows cracked and broken. The stone floor uneven beneath her feet as she emerged into the throne room. The light from the outside shining in, in ribbons of dull grey and yellow. No true light reached this place and it finally felt like she'd found it. That place she'd been searching for, for quite some time. Was this the resting place of the one she sought?
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

How long had he slumbered for, how long since the people had risen up against up him and smashed his castle walls. How long since the holy men had come here, chanting their infernal chants to their insufferable gods, shutting him out from the world beyond his walls and shattering his kingdom. A tingle of something, a dull sense of someone within the castle walls. Deep within the heart of the great castle he slouched in great obsidian throne from which he had ruled for centuries. The chair itself seemed to be carved from a singe massive piece of obsidian and carved with images of great beasts. His head rose slowly, eyes with slitted iris and pupal red as blood, staring out from behind a tangled main of long white hair. He could hear the footsteps within his chamber. His tongue slipped out over his dry, cracked lips before his spoke, his voice coming in a dry, harsh rasp, Who dares violate my sanctuary?
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

That dry, rasp of a voice sent a chill down her spine. Those words echoing through the empty chamber. She took cautioned steps. The soles of her boots crushing rotted earth beneath her. A gauntlet hand moved to rest upon the hilt of her blade. She'd made many a error, trying to find this place and had stumbled upon many who fell to her blade. There were always rumors, and pesky beggars eager to misguide your every step. Those pale eyes scanned the area until they fell upon the darkened silhouette of a man sitting upon the throne. She redirected her steps to bring herself in a bee-line. Moving into his view, but remaining a far enough distance, that should he wish to hard her she could thoroughly defend herself. I am Deica, the Demon of Blackwater. I come in search of the Fallen King. Her voice was brisk, refreshing to the ears, but it carried a tone one could not simply place. A tone that should one bear the ability to hear the voices of the ancients, would recognize as an undeniable power. Her voice was a weapon, one many often could not see. She was uncertain of how to truly respond. Waiting, waiting to see if this was truly the man she sought after. Taking a few steps forward she wished suddenly, for the ability to control the light, for the dim - dingy chamber, did her little good in trying to view this man.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

His laugh was as dry as his voice and it echoed through the chamber. Even in the dim light of the chamber he could make out the form of the woman standing before him, a form that was not at all unpleasing to look at. One elbow rested on the craved figure head of the thrones armrest, his chin propped up on a balled fist, a slight grin playing across his lips, Tell me then Demon of Blackwater. What has brought you to seek out that which man wished to wipe from the annals of history. What madness ceased you and drove you in search of a mad tyrant who'm united the known world under his iron fist. He laughed, though not with the same vigor as before, Did they wish to see the darkness finally undone, and you where the one unlucky enough to have been chosen? He gave a dismissive wave, If that's your final goal, then be gone, I have no interest in taking your life.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

That dry laugh riddled her ears, but those cautious, pale eyes remained focused. Drinking him in through the darkness that shrouded him. His words sank in and she stifled a small laugh. The corner of her lips turned up in a smirk, how childish. She removed her hand from the hilt of her blade and withdrew from her pocket a light stone. Tossing it to the floor, the round white stone bounced and clicked against the cobbled ground before it emitted a brilliant light. Illuminating the sanctuary of his throne room and allowing her to see him more clearly without needing to hone in on her special abilities. I am not here, due to a unlucky slight of hand.. nor am I here to finish what the old ones started.. I am here to undo it. She took a few steps forth, the soft clink of her blade at her hip announcing her movements, less than cautiously. The solid soles of her boots crushing weak stones beneath her steps. Long crimson braid swayed behind her as she moved to stand a mere three feet from his resting place. I am here to help bring you to your former glory, to have you rise from the ashes and ruble of this ruined place and take back the throne at the head of this rotten, spoilt world. Her words were harsh, filled with cruel judgment for the state of the warring kingdoms. This pitiful war, this shameful excuse for tyranny must be brought to an end, and the only one I could think fit for the job ... is you.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

The bright flash of light illuminated the chamber for the first time in centuries. The man upon the throne was far from what one would expect from a man who had done nothing but sit upon a seat of craved ebony. He wore a robe of red velvet embroided with gold which hung open, revealing a lean and well toned body. His hair, jet back, and hanging mid way down the back of his neck and a lean narrow face with a well kept beard as black as his hair. The world made it clear that they where more interested in their so called freedom then the piece and prosperity they knew under my rule. Leave them to their destruction.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

Quietly she took a few paces forward, finally coming up along his side. She showed no fear, no sense of worry as she approached. Her pace brisk and her strides filled with an aggressive purpose. A gauntlet clad hand gripped at the thick, muscular forearm he provided and as her digits curled, the pads digging in, she yanked with force. Plucking him from that throne seat and jerking him to his feet. You, are not some sniveling, whining, childish, pathetic little beasts... you are a man of greatness... Her voice was a tone higher than before, still harsh, but fluid like any womans. I will not stand idly by and watch you whither into nothing. It's a waste! She growled. Expecting, of course, for him to lash back at her. To Reprimand her for such careless behavior. She did not care, she had come here on a mission and refused to watch herself fail.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

Red eyes narrowed at the woman, his hand grabbing hers in a grip like a vice, tightening as he pulled her hand away from his arm, forcing her to her knees before him, I am Erik Grit. For centuries the world was united under MY rule. he groweled as his grip on her gauntleted hand tightened, the sound of metal crunching under his grip echoing through the empty chamber. Should I wish I could break every bone in your body, violate you upon the floor and throw what was left from the tower window. But such a display of force would serve no purpose beyond my gratification. He released her hand turning sharply on his heels, his robe swirling behind him from the force of the movement before returning to his seat. My time of greatness has passed, ending like all great things do.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

You could attempt such vile things upon my person, but you would fail. She quipped in that sour tone, it oozed with an unseen venom, that spoke of secrets which lied beneath the flesh. There was more to her than could be seen if need be, she would show him the force he was reckoning with. Those eyes of storm cloud swirled, etched with flecks of gold and blood. So you wish to remain here? Pathetic and weak? A whining sniveling child in comparison to the greatness that you once held? A greatness you could behold once more? She laughed, the sound dry and wicked. You are weak.. and here, I thought perhaps there was still a fire in you the yearned for more than this grave of ruin and ash.
Thread: The Ruined King (AlphaZero x Nightingale)

I have had everything there is to have. The very world itself was mine. Even before I sat atop the throne to govern all I had already lived for centuries. I have seen kingdoms rise and fall. What more do I need to proove to the world of men. His lips pulled back over flawlessly white teeth in a steer of contempt, What is man? A miserable pile of secrets and lies.
Thread: Happy Birthday Trisscar!

Happy birthday bestie 3 hope you have a great day
Thread: Happy Birthday Trisscar!

Happy Birthday!!!!
Thread: Whole New Problems (Queenofwolves + Blinkk)

Aiden Mcarthur wasn't exactly knew to the small city in northern New York state, but it had been a while since he had last been there. His family had moved away years earlier, father's business was the reason, according to every person in the town. The Mcarthur's were a doctoring couple one a physician and the other a psychiatrist, who were well known throughout the town. But when New York City came calling, the couple packed up their family and vanished. For years, the family was out of the town. Their children, who had grown up in the small woods-sided town, adjusted quickly to the new life and even enjoyed it more than living in their small home town. The problem with this story? Two children left with their parents. Only one was returning. And this happened over one hundred years ago. Aiden Mcarthur was over one hundred and fifteen years old when he set up his plans to return to the sleepy village. That was long enough that anyone who could possibly remember him would have passed on. That was plenty of time for a whole new set of people to join the city. It was seemingly perfect for him. A chance to return and start over with a whole new group of people. Ones who never met him, never knew him and hopefully had never heard of him. The Mcarthur name was one thing, but Aiden doubted his first name was ever scrawled out in the records of the town. He was safe. Safe allowed him to enroll in the local high school, get an apartment and pay for it all without an issue. Safe was the ability to wander the streets of the town in the sun without a single singe on his skin. Safe was... nice. Aiden could get used to this 'safe' thing. Sadly, the town wasn't ready for his version of safe. This version was one that allowed the blood sucking vampire to roam at night without an ounce of suspicion of who he was. Within two weeks of arriving at the small Eastern Lake town, Aiden had found a victim to feed on. He hadn't gotten carried away at all, and was rarely caught, so he had gotten slightly sloppy in his few moments of laziness. Instead of finding a secluded spot as he always had, the brown-haired man had pinned the woman to the wall of an alley, covered her mouth to silence her groans and sunk his teeth deep into her soft flesh and began to feed on the sweet, ruby liquid now dripping from her body. Half of his attention was turned towards the entrance of the alley, although that was fading in favour of what he had standing in front of him. His guard was dropping with each second as he continued to lap at the blood, just waiting for him to get his fill.
Thread: Whole New Problems (Queenofwolves + Blinkk)

Kenna Selente was headed home from work finally after a four hour shift. The hours werent so bad but the job sucked. She worked at the local movie theatre and her boss was an ass. He was constantly hitting on her and trying to grab her ass. She would quit but she wanted the extra cash. Her parents were gone for three months and she was home alone. They sent her money every month that was supposed to keep her healthy. The only downside was that the money only covered the necessities. Kenna sighed and ran her hand through her long red hair. As she was walking, she shifted her backpack on her shoulder. It was dark out and she wanted to get home as soon as possible. New York wasnt really the place to be walking alone at night. Even for a 17 year old, it was pretty dangerous. As she walked past an alley, she heard a strange sound. A frown formed on her lips as she tried to decide whether to check it out or not. The smart thing would be to go home and cuddle up with her romance book. Sadly, she had such a curious nature that she couldnt help herself sometimes but to go explore. Kenna didnt have to go far down the alley to see what was going on. At first she thought it was just some guy and some woman getting it on. Then she could see some kind of red liquid dripping off the woman. The only reason she could even see that was due to the street light at the top of the building. It basically lit up the exact spot the man and woman were standing. As she looked closer, she saw he was on her neck. A gasp spilled out of her as she realized exactly what he was doing. Kenna knew about vampires, or at least, the fictional ones. She never believed they truly existed. Yet there was no doubt in her mind that before her was a vampire. She tried to back away as quietly as possible, but managed to slip. With a plop on the ground, she jerked her head up to see the vampire. It took only a few seconds for her to get up and start running. Her small 50 frame was only able to be so quick, her cowboy boots made loud clapping sounds.
Thread: Whole New Problems (Queenofwolves + Blinkk)

The sound of a gasp echoed through through Aiden's ears, drawing his attention away from the woman he was feeding from. His blood red eyes stared her down, meeting her gaze and challenging her to say a word, only to have her run away from the alley and back onto the main street. The area they were in had little to nothing going on in the area thankfully, which gave Aiden the perfect chance to run after her. Without a second thought, the man dropped the woman against the wall, letting her slip down to the cold, hard ground of the city. It wasn't something he enjoyed thinking about, just leaving people there after he fed from them, but it was needed in this case. Finding this mystery woman was far more important. And so the hunt began. Kenna started down the street, running away from the scene of the crime like she herself had committed it. Aiden needed to catch up with her before he lost her. And within seconds, thanks to his swift, superhuman movements, the vampire caught Kenna by the shoulders and was dragging her into another alleyway of their own and slamming her against the wall. Dear, where are you going? he asked, biting gently at his bottom lip. His teeth were normal by now, giving her no reason to suspect that anything she had just seen was true. Running from a woman in need? What would your parents think?
Thread: Whole New Problems (Queenofwolves + Blinkk)

Kenna had rushed out from that like she had demons nipping at her heels. Vampires werent supposed to exist. Her novels were meant to be just novels, a pretend world to escape to. There was no doubt in her mind he wasnt human. He was drinking from that woman, blood had been dripping down his chin. His red eyes drilled into her own brown ones and there was nothing human in them. She wasnt stupid, she wasnt going to scream. If she had taken the time to scream, she would have been dead fast. It worked better for her not to. There was more time to run without having screamed. Kenna barely made it down the street. The moment she ran out onto it, she was scared. There was no one around. Normally, the street wasnt that populated but for once, she wished at least one person was on it. Her goal was to get her ass home and then call the cops. She doubted they would have believed her but it was worth a try. She felt herself slam into the wall before her brain processed what just happened. Kenna slid painfully down the side of the wall and looked up. There was the creature from the alley way, there was no doubt. Desperately, she pressed herself against the cold concrete. Her eyes darted around looking for a safe escape seeing none. He was talking to her like she hadnt just witnessed him sucking from that woman. He was acting like there was absolutely nothing wrong it, so cold. She shook her head rapidly. Please just let me go. I wont tell anyone I swear. I didnt see anything. Somehow she doubted that would work.