Fate / Stay Night 'verse Kink Meme

[omnicat]

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Fate / Stay Night 'verse Kink Meme
(All parts of the franchise are welcome! Games, anime & OVA, light novels & manga, you name it.)

Rules:

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❂ All requests must contain a pairing or character

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[anonymous]

Gilgamesh/Rider: Imprisonment/Stockholm Syndrome.

[anonymous]

Archer/Rin; Kaleidostick malfunction.

[anonymous]

Anon Note: I am a sick, sick, person. Enjoy!

Archer coughed, waving away the smoke that accompanied any Kaleidostick transformation-even an involuntary one. Had he know merely getting a drop of blood on the pink stick would be enough of a trigger, the Servant wouldn't have been nearly so careless when touching the artifact of the Second Magic in the first place.

"Rin, are you al...right..."

He froze, horrified. That wasn't his voice, several octaves higher than his normal baritone, but it was coming from his throat nonetheless.

Archer looked down, and managed not to scream by virtue of his vocal chords being paralyzed by sheer horror.

Or, to be perfectly accurate, her vocal chords.

Perception filtered in slowly but unceasingly, like watching a disaster in slow motion. Same bronze skin, same white hair (even if it went down to mid-back now, bangs hanging over the forehead), same black button up shirt and slacks (much more fitted than before

[anonymous]

"Archer...you still have this, I see." Rin noted quietly, trailing a finger over a thin scar on Archer's left breast. She kissed the old wound before suddenly moving down to suck on the stiffening nipple, eliciting a small cry from the older woman. The strange heat starting to burn between her thighs grew as Rin's free hand moved slowly down to stomach to the waistband of her pants, working the button and zipper with more urgency than she had Archer's shirt. Switching breasts to suck and tease the other generous mound, her Master tugged her pants down impatiently

[anonymous]

"Does it feel good, Archer?" Rin purred softly as she laved Archer's softness relentlessly, her hands hot against the taller woman's thighs.

Archer groaned, jaw tightening. "Yesss...so good..."

Rin's soft giggle made her heart pound faster still-more so as she slid a single finger into Archer's center. "You're really going to like this...my, you're tight."

Archer squirmed, but any protest she had left in her died in her throat the second Rin began to suck, her finger steadily thrusting in and out of Archer's quivering body.

"Rin...R-rin..." Archer pleaded as she started to tighten around Rin's finger. "P-please..."

Rin sucked faster in respose, tongue stroking firmly as a second finger joined the first in entering Archer. She must have felt Archer wince a little at the tight fit, as the movement of her hand grew gentler until the discomfort had passed.

A beat later, Rin sucked hard, and Archer's hips lifted clear off the bed as she lost to sweet release, screaming Rin's name before she fell bonelessly on the soft sheets

[anonymous]

Archer/Rin: In Unlimited Blade Works, Archer takes Rin hostage. Then proceeds to tie her to a chair. So, angry bondage sex with loss of virginity for Rin.

[anonymous]

Ooh, this looks very interesting indeed... I might pick this one up after I get through UBW.

One question though. I can see this working out either side of the consent/nonconsent spectrum. Which would OP prefer?

[anonymous]

This is OP here . . . Mmm, now that's a toughie. I'd say more on the consent line of the spectrum. Even as insane as Archer gets in UBW, he wouldn't rape Rin.

[anonymous]

Okay then~ Um, still haven't gotten to UBW, and this is short and isn't actually porny, but I hope OP enjoys it nonetheless.

“I hate you.”

“You don’t mean that.”

Rin scowled and didn’t answer (not because it’s true, not because it’s true), instead checking her bonds once again. Hands still tied behind her chair. Legs still bound. If she really tried, she could probably knock the chair over and make herself look even more pathetic.

That was it for Plan A. Plan B: convince Archer to let her go.

“You don’t really think that you can win, do you?” she told Archer’s back. “Last time you fought Saber, you only survived because I saved you

[anonymous]

Archer/Rin: bondage (who tops who I leave to anon to decide.)

[anonymous]

"Close your eyes, Archer

[anonymous]

*GUSHING NOSEBLEED* HOT, kink meme is HOT. And oh, does Rin make a brilliant seme. XD

[anonymous]

jkklfsklsfksl yes. That... that...

Excuse me. I have been left incoherent by extreme hot.

[anonymous]

Lancer and Sakura Sakura FINALLY gets shown what good sex is on the docks. Public place setting, voyeurism.

[anonymous]

Fishing. A fairly innocuous pastime for some, a means of living for others. Simple and straightforward, not at all erotic or sensual. So the toned muscles of Lancer's arms around Sakura, his calloused hands over her own as she held the fishing rod, or his firm, broad chest against her soft back weren't to be taken in that sort of way by extension. It was just an innocent lesson, the latest of several, in the aquisition of truly fresh, delicious fish.

Really."Shift your hips, lass." Lancer said by her ear, breath soft and warm on her bare neck. "You don't have as much upper body strength as a man, so y'have to make up for it with your stance

[anonymous]

"Y-yes..." Sakura answered in something that was half a whisper and half a moan as his hands moved down to her waist only to go under her shirt and back up again, kneading the soft mounds with unusual gentleness. Belatedly, she noticed the stiffness against her thigh-one that wasn't coming from the fishing pole. "I-is there anything else I should do

[anonymous]

He blinked at the questioning look she gave him, more so as her cheeks reddened at the extended silence. "Got something to say, lass?"

"Lancer, why haven't you..." Sakura began, eyes flicking down at where his pants were being strained meaningfully before looking away at his frown.

"You aren't obligated t'do anything you don't want, Sakura." He told her, tone serious and face set. "I wouldn't enjoy m'self otherwise. Some men are low enough to think only of themselves, but I'm not."

She flushed, staring at him with wide-eyes as her fingers toyed with her skirt. "I...I do..." Sakura responded quietly, flushing deeper at his raised eyebrow. "I do want to finish this with you, but