Sex, it's the universal language. And who doesn't like a lot little smut with their RP? Maybe you've seen a character that yours wouldn't mind getting down with, and had no clue how to go about it, or it would be completely random to just hop in bed together. Here's your opportunity to fix that! Reply with a scenario you'd love to thread, a simple
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Come on. That's what this whole thing is for. Admitting those dirty little secrets you'd never share anywhere else.
If you want, I'll promise never to bring it up again. But, if that's the case, you really have to be honest. I'll know if you're lying.
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I thought you couldn't stand me. Gotta say, Angelus, this is definitely a change of pace. Not that there's a pace being set her. Since there's no walking... Anyway!
I've got plenty of dirty little secrets to tell. One of them being fucking you without your game face on, and then shifting that face into who you really are. Seeing if anything else shifts along with your face.
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I can't stand feeling the nauseating feelings of affection and wholesome love Angel feels for you. Kinda wanted you dead for a while because of them, and because, well, you know-- EVIL. But, never means I didn't wanna fuck you senseless.
*smirks* It doesn't get any bigger, baby, sorry to disappoint you. But then, it's big enough already. Surely you remember THAT.
And, really. That's all you got? Come on, lover... Talk dirty to me.
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Yeah, evil. I got that memo when you...
I was hoping it wouldn't. If anything, I really didn't think you could. *blush*
Talk dirty to you? Tell you that I imagined you winning some of those fights in the graveyard and pushing me against one of the mausoleum walls, hiking up my skirt, tearing my panties off and just fucking me as hard as you could? My back scraping along the stone, ripping my back open from each thrust.
Or maybe having you throw me over a headstone, hands behind my back with one of yours and my hair yanked back with the other? Moaning out your name, not his?
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[contemplative] But, maybe you're right. I mean, it's not as clear-cut as human, and demon. Even though he tried to hide it from you, Angel wasn't the pure, chaste little choir boy he tried to make himself out to be. He wanted to FUCK you too, ya know. Not the tender love-making you eventually had that released me that first time, or even the passionate make-out sessions during patrol. You don't know how often he fantasized about you, and what those fantasies entailed.
He told you about the first time he ever saw you. He never told you how he longed for those pretty pink lips to wrap around his cock instead of that lollipop. You were fifteen, and he wanted to bend you over the nearest horizontal surface and drive that very large cock you remember into your hot, tight virgin pussy. No regard for your pain or pleasure, just his own. And that wasn't me, baby. That was all your precious ( ... )
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Goin' somewhere, Harris? Not so tough now we're alone, are ya?
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Plenty tough. Something you want?
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