Breakfast at Tiffany's [Open Rp]
((OOC: NSFW - China's mun puts forward a warning: There will be Smut! Crowd roars. I, personally, didn't see that coming. But come on, Kuronue is in it. Speaks for itself.))
It was eight in the morning and the air was crisp and cool. China was sitting at one of the room-length tables reading the Daily Prophet. Beside her was a plate with three ( Read more... )
It was eight in the morning and the air was crisp and cool. China was sitting at one of the room-length tables reading the Daily Prophet. Beside her was a plate with three ( Read more... )
Ah. She was one of those. Like Kayo, he thought. He got the vibe that she wanted a relationship which he did not. Even if he had, Yukimura probably would have disliked the thought. He did, after all, slightly dislike the idea of Sasuke and Yukimura getting together in a more serious kind of way ( ... )
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Moving slowly, he reached up to wipe away the black gunk from her eyes, what he thought was kohl, but different in substance. Surprisingly, he could be patient when it was necessary, even if it gave him blue balls. He wasn't the type to give up on something he wanted, nor was he to turn to anger if he could not get it immediately.
He had, after all, helped Yukimura with Kaga, after all. He had been one of Kaga's firsts while he was healing from his own attack, albeit from another, yet equally vicious, person. He smiled weakly.
"Some people react differently." He couldn't remember how he had reacted in his time as a slave anymore, but he remembered how it had felt. "If you need to scream, cry, do so. It's no use keeping it all to yourself, you know. I did that and four hundred years later I still have dreams."
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She looked into Kuronue's eyes. "Soon," she vowed. Her icy blue eyes burned with lust, and a lurking desire.
"I need to find Apos." China blurted more to herself. The conviction in her voice was undeniable.
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"In your own time," he said, smile softening. "We're working on a way to take him out of commission. There have been others...one woman wasn't so lucky to escape like you." He paused, looked at his hand in both of hers. "I really would advise against it, but I understand needing to...face your fears, so to speak."
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The other woman passed by her mind's eye fleetingly, she was insubstantial. All this talk, this fears nonsense. It made her cross, mad even, at him. She stared at him, frowning.
She angrily took her hands from his, swatting them away, and then grabbed two fistfuls of his tunic in her hands and reefed him closer to her. There was hardly any air between them, their noses threatened to touch. She glowered, suddenly becoming aware of the heat between her legs. "I do not have any fears. I have resources, and standing." Her icy blue eyes were on fire, and they kept looking at his lips. "Lastly, don't presume that because I am a woman, that I am irrational, and that I can't hold my own against Apos," she spat his name. "Do I make myself clear ( ... )
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It certainly wasn't because she was female, because, honestly, he'd met some fucking scary demonesses and he knew not to underestimate them. If she hadn't fisted her hands in his vest, smelt still of that scent that made his head reel, and kissed him, he probably would have been speechless. At a loss.
It wasn't something that happened often.
The kiss was all that mattered for the moment. He didn't even think of arguing back, like he should have. He just reached up, covered her cheeks with his hands and let his fingertips slide into her hair as he kissed her with all equal passion.
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She opened her mouth to take in a breath, still half kissing him, and a moan was emitted before she pressed her lips, again, to his. She slipped in her tongue, searching for his, and when she found it, she shivered and moaned again.
She wanted to prove she was no mere fairytale princess. That she didn't need a shining knight. She didn't need the protection. She wanted to prove herself, angrily, aggressively, sexually.
"Kuronue..." she whispered.
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"Hmm," was all he could manage in reply. He didn't want to talk, he wanted to fuck, but he didn't want her to freak out again. So he let her do as she wanted with him, touching 'safe' places until she indicated, or told him otherwise.
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He reached up to pull at the ties to his vest, undoing the criss-crossing of leather that held it closed, rolled his shoulders to let it fall off to bare his top half to her. He worked at his lower belts, the ones that held his wrap in place, as he arched up a little, wordlessly asking her to explore.
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He panted through her new kiss, letting himself fall into it. It wasn't often a female took control, and Yukimura was too...inexperienced to do so. Suffice to say he was so hard it hurt and his leathers were far too tight. He picked at the ties to his leather pants, kicked them off with a little difficulty.
The thing with the toast was different. It took him a moment to work out what it was, then all of his control to not say something smart that would usually get him more harsh treatment. He had to be careful. Unsure of what to do with his hands, he let his arms rest by his head, kissing her back greedily, hungrily, and moaning, arching into her touches.
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She released his hands, so she could explore. She was leaning over his hard cock now, she smirked at him after looking down at it. She let her tongue slip out and then she licked the expanse of his bare side, gathering the orange marmalade and taking it into her mouth, swallowing.
Her eyes were on him the entire time.
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His muscles twitched involuntarily beneath her tongue as she licked his side, and he stared down at her, flushed and needy and thisdamnclose to begging, asking for more. He moaned instead, twisted his arms to grip at the other end of the table with his hands to keep them occupied.
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He was all spread out for her, naked, heated and as she looked into his eyes, needy. She laughed. She had been in his shoes not too long ago. She pressed her sheathed sex against his cock, resting her hands either side of his head and leaning down until their lips were almost touching. She smirking, her hot breath caressing his cheeks in beats. Their noses grazed. She stared into his eyes.
"Something..." Her mind spaced, she felt his twitching member against her and her sex lit up. "Um.." she breathed. "Something on your mind, Kuronue?"
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He rocked his hips up a little, pressing his cock up against her, and his eyes wanted to close, wanted to roll back in his head. "Please, more," he begged, because he wasn't above acting like a whorish submissive if it got him what he wanted and pleased her as well. He tilted his head a little so their noses wouldn't clash and licked at her lips, asking for a kiss wordlessly as he writhed again, wanting touch and contact to the point where his cock began to leak and ached.
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