Old Event: Help Needed / High Aphro

[feared_by_india]

The drugs were driving Ciel mad and wouldn't you know it, her usual method of working herself over wasn't working. Three fingers were working hard inside her and her other hand was kneading her breast but for naught, nothing she did could bring her over that edge. Both her body and the sheets beneath her were soaked with a mixture of sweat and her

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Indicate CR or smut! ^^

[candidate_no_12]

He walked in through the wide-open door, assessed the situation, and approached the girl, who had soaked the sheets and her body but she seemed to have difficulty climaxing. Which was intriguing, as she had three fingers inside her folds and a hand squeezing her breast.

"Do you need assistance, young lady?" he asked her, with a rude smirk.

Rough smut please!

[feared_by_india]

Ciel was too engaged to respond, she looked back at the homonculus and nodded weakly, removing her fingers from within her, showing him those soaking pink folds. "Please..."

You've got it! ^^

[candidate_no_12]

Unless Wrath was taking his vengeance out on a victim, he tended to be more reasonable with the front entrance of a woman than with the back. Whereas he would plunge his cock straight into the ass hole of any man, woman, girl, boy, beast, anyone and anything he could find, without lubrication, and often without warning, he spent more time on preparing a woman or girl's folds before entering her

[lamirah]

Lyle glanced to the side as he was about to pass the door, stopped, and blinked.

His first reaction had been that the blue hair reminded him of someone he knew, but at a second glance, that was just about the only similarity.

Regardless, he knew some of the less pleasant elements in this place would take the open door - and the girl herself - as an invitation, and it wouldn't feel right to leave before alerting her to the risks. He cleared his throat.

"You're not alone in this place, you know. You want me to close the door for you?"

[feared_by_india]

Ciel was too far gone to respond coherently, she looked back at the green-haired man and breathed out a heavy sigh. "Please...I need it..." She almost whimpered at him, pulling her fingers away to show him her pink folds.

[lamirah]

Or perhaps it was an invitation.

Well, he wasn't the type to turn away a lady in need. Lyle approached the bed and held out his right hand. "I'm Lyle," he said, even as he allowed his gaze to roam over the girl's glistening form. "And you?"