Oh god, that last entry was pitiful. You could just tell I was blocked. :P Anyway, insomnia strikes, so you get to read a few drabbles I forgot to post from various kink memes. :o
Title: Incomplete
Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog
Characters/Pairings: Amy Rose/Metal Sonic
Rating: G
First and foremost, Metal Sonic is sharp. Sharp in his actions, sharp in his words, sharp in his mind, sharp in his claws. He shredded what touched him, and the glare of his eyes scissored into your soul. Metal is frozen as Metal himself, and one wondered if ice chipped off steel surface and splintered his wires. You can look at the robotic replica, but you can't put your hand on him; don't touch him and he won't touch you.
No wonder Metal didn't understand when a pink hedgehog outstretched her arm towards him.
"Come with me." she smiled. "You don't have to work for that mean old Robotnik anymore. You're free!"
Again, she shook her hand, waiting for a response. Metal Sonic gazed at his claws, flexing them as he listened to the screeching steel creak accordingly.
"What's wrong?"
The robot shown his hands to Amy Rose. "I can't."
The pink hedgehog touched him, ignoring Metal's jolt. Taking the base of his hands rather than claws, she curled her fingers around him. Folding the metallic replica's arms around her, his silver nails closed gently like a steel sash. Amy nuzzled into Metal's body, the red orb of his chest providing warmth as the robotic hedgehog continued to embrace her.
Title: Crown Jewels
Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog: Archie and/or SEGASonic crossover with SatAM
Characters/Pairings: Rouge/Sally
Rating: R for sensuality
Sally was... speechless, to say the least. Never had she worn so much jewelry, even as a princess. Rings, bracelets, necklaces, brooches, all precious things caught and lost far too easily. Now sapphire and turquoise lined the squirrel's sides, clamped to her vest like a thousand glittering eyes. Her fingers were heavy with gold and silver rings, and her neck adorned itself in a necklace shimmering like the break of dawn. Even her boots were clipped with expensive trinkets. A crown like a coat of many colors resided on her head, amidst red hair adorned in garnets and rubies. There were so many diamonds and colors it made the princess's head spin.
Then there was Rouge. Unlike Sally, whom she had decorated like a jewel Christmas tree with such care, worn nothing except for a black push-up bra. Sally listened to herself breathe as the white bat approached her, staring at the top rim of the spy's bra, knowing it would be tossed like a rag among the treasure. The bat hissed over Sally's neck, making the squirrel cry out. But she didn't protest the nibbles along sensitive skin, the jewels fogging from their breath.
"You know what I'm going to do with all this gold and jewelry?" Rouge teased, kissing the princess gently on the lips. Sally moaned into the kiss, her hands rising the push-up bra. The dark apricot skin was all the freedom fighter needed, and her blue eyes reflected the lust they shared with the bat's.
"I just... rub it all over my body... like this..." To illustrate her point, Rouge returned with a heated kiss, the bra abandoned. It was time for her favorite part of the game: picking individual jewels from the princess's body, teasing her as the bat rubbed the cool smooth stones over her chest. When it was all over, there came the real crown jewel: Princess Sally Alicia Acorn herself.
Title: Whip It!
Fandom: Pokemon: Dengenki no Pikachu
Characters/Pairings: Dommie!Misty/Ash. ENJOY IT WHILE IT LASTS
Rating: R for light bondage.
"So, Misty! I see you gotten advanced, eh? OW!"
"Quiet Ash."
The sight of his long-time friend (and bicker-partner) was enough to make the Pokemon Master nosebleed. It was like the first time she challenged him with Gyarados at the gym, but much sexier. It was clear her build had developed from the time she was 12, and the black leather was as tight and wet on her skin as the welts on Ash's body. Her bodice was as tough as an opal Cloyster shell, and coils like coral tantalizingly circled her breasts, black swirls teasing and hiding her nipples as fishnets crisscrossed the wide pearl-white gap of her cleavage. The pale navel could be seen above the thick shorts that reveled in the curves and shapes of her thighs. Her tall boots clicked like a thunderclap over the tiles of the gym, as loud as the cracking whip she carried.
"You know, you could look a LOT better than your sisters if you put your hair down. GaaAAAACK!" Ash was squeezed by the grip Gyarados had around him, and he winced as his shoulders took another blow from Misty's expert lashings. Gyarados was powerful and was unaffected by any single lash should his mistress miss. He slithered lower, exposing Ash's chest as Misty decorated it with his new tattoos. By the time Gyarados released him, Ash was panting and naked and bleeding, with no strength to get up and escape even if he could. Still he grinned mischievously, even as Misty closed her eyes and stretched the whip in her hands.
"So Ash, have you learned your lesson?"
"Yeah! You're really hot dressed like that, heh."
"Not quite the answer I was looking for, but close enough. I'll give you credit for that."
"Now let's see those--OW!"