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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
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He just might have been too drunk, and those damn horny kids were the ones who drove him to it. Always chasing after the pretty girls, girls that should be chasing after him. He was drop. dead. sexy., and there was no denying it. At least, that's what the bottle was telling him, and that's what his reflection told him every single damned day.
Honestly, drinking at the school camp out. Well, his colleagues were doing the same, but, at the same time excluding him.
Pretty, pretty girls. He had to go check on them, chase all of the boys away from their tents. Those assholes, thinking they could score on his watch. He'd teach those bastards a lesson.
....Somebody had made the ground lumpy, because it hadn't been that way before. And his throat was almost raw because he could see those little shits running between tents and he could hear the giggles of the so very pure females, so he was yelling. And the giggles that shouldn't be happening made him yell more, and he somehow found himself back in the boy's part of the camp. Hanamura and that other city boy were in this tent. And what a smart mouth that bastard had, but he heard a noise in the direction of the girl's camp.
That he would not stand for. Those little jerks thought they could get away with sneaking into the girls' tents?
No fucking way.
He wobbled his way over in that direction, composing himself in case it had been one of those lovely ladies, because in that case he would have to scold them properly.
But the noise hadn't come from the tents at all. Except for the occasional giggle, there was a noise coming from the forest beyond. And it persisted, even after his suave and manly cry of "WHO'S THERE!" and "G-GET ON OUT HERE YOU, YA LITTLE BASTARDSS."
And when nobody came forward, he wobbledwalked smoothly towards the edge of the forest. His impaired vision gave him a blur of orange, or red, or fucking something, and of a clearly male person. A male who was taller than him, more built, more ignoring him. "HANAMURA, YOU LITTLE BASTARD, YOU'RE DEAD WHEN IGETMY HANDS ONYOU."
But it wasn't Hanamura at all. or maybe he had grown a beard and taken steroids. Yes, that was it. Becoming more manly to impress his ladies.
It only served to piss him off, making him staggerstalk over to the suddenly taller than he had expected man-boy, shoving him roughly into a tree, leaving an indent due to the pure uncut steel feeling of muscles.
Chuck Norris was a bit surprised that this human was so bold. But he wanted to see what would happen before he roundhouse kicked him for harming the poor tree. He caught a whiff of alcohol, just short of scoffing at how little it took these lowly creatures to get wasted.
The body between his and the tree was exuding sexual energy, and Morooka was finding himself getting aroused, quite quickly.
And Chuck Norris knew it, and he was laughing, and he was reading this man's mind.
"You, you, youulittle bastard, trying to sneak into the girlsssses tents I'll teachyou a lessssson..."
The clothing came off rather quickly, somehow. Morooka wasn't quite sure, because his eyes had shown him that Hanam--this person's clothes had melted off, or disappeared. His own pants were around his ankles and he was fumbling drunkenlyswiftly preparing to show this kid/man who was boss.
Chuck Norris wasn't stopping him, because he was feeling particularly kind today. That and this man might die were they reversed in positions. No human, man or woman, has ever survived sex with him, after all.
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Meanwhile, Chuck Norris was concentrating on impregnating every man, woman, and child within a five mile radius. It worked.
Each time he slammed into the body as roughly and brutally as he could, he could feel himself growing closer to what would be an absolutely explosive orgasm, he knew. He couldn't differentiate between the pain and the pleasure, both melding together and becoming one wonderful feeling. His fists found there way into hair on a head, body pressing another one roughly into the tree until the damn thing snapped under the force. GOD. DAMN. HE WAS TOO STRONG FOR HIS OWN GOOD.
Chuck Norris' seed was in every womb, in every ass, filling bellies and writhing around and pleasuring everyone. Because GOD. DAMN. HE WAS FEELING ESPECIALLY NICE TODAY.
Morooka came with a strangled cry, teeth sinking into a shoulder further. Hanamurathis person didn't even flinch.
So many babies. Beautiful and strong with thick beards and more power than any mortal man could imagine.
The next morning, Morooka woke up to a splitting headache, teeth pointed at an opposite angle, and stomach hurting something fierce. He heaved powerfully, unabashedly.
Chuck Norris would come back some day and take care of him for good, for, he had other, more pressing, matters to attend to.
And after that, his body ached day and night, never able to satisfy himself, no matter how many photos of pretty young girls he jerked off to. That's when he realized something. He had learned an important lesson. Once you go Norris, you are physically unable to go back.
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Whoops, forgot my 1/2 in the last one.
I'm also really damn ashamed that I wrote this. Because it's terrible.
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I have never lol'd so hard in my life. You win, anon. You win. <3
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In that case, you're welcome anon~ <3
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It wasn't even a serious request but OHMYGAWD.
I LOL'D SO HARD AND I LOVE YOU AND YOU ARE WIN. ♥
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<3
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A win so epic, it spins around to fail, bypasses it, and comes back to win again.
captcha was "shaded length" - EVEN MORE WIN
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THERE ARE NO WORDS
THERE ARE NO WORDS
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