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Permarouse - Room 9696; aphro if wanted

Jun 07, 2011 04:10

Unlike usual, Isyrion had awoken with a pressing need in his body that, somehow, was not associated with his hunger. Even though it came from the same region. No, this went beyond mere hunger - it was a raw need that penetrated every part of him, flushing his skin and dotting it with sweat ( Read more... )

series: oc tentacle monster, pairing: m/f, pairing: m/m

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slavic_sinner June 7 2011, 10:33:58 UTC

Usually, Mello avoided rooms wherein he could hear plenty of unrestrained sexual noises. But the door was open and... wait, he recognized that voice. Pausing as he was about to turn and leave, Mello decided to peek in after all ( ... )

thetentatrap June 7 2011, 10:44:45 UTC

If Isyrion heard Mello enter, he made no gesture to show it. Whining low in his throat, he shook as he settled himself a bit more on the pillow, biting his lip at how lovely the fabric felt against his sensitive body. Even when tending to himself, it was obvious that he handled his own cock with timidity, as if he wasn't sure what to do with it. Well, since he knew what it could result with to someone else, could anyone blame him?

"Mmnaaa..." he half-mewled, half-growled, biting down on the pillow again in frustration as he kept rocking against it. Tears pricked his eyes from the utter need that remained flooded in his body. Another almost-pained, needy whimper escaped him, his thighs shaking terribly even as his hips continued to move on autopilot.

slavic_sinner June 7 2011, 10:48:43 UTC

Mello sort of felt sorry for him. Sighing again, softly, he moved forward toward that bed.

"Isyrion," he began, just loudly enough to be heard over the loud breathing and those noises. Why the hell did he have to look so damn pathetic and sexy at the same time? Mello was vaguely disgusted with himself. He knew Isyrion was affected by the Hotel, helpless, and yet the only thing he could think of suddenly was how much he'd love to take advantage of that.

At least he was fairly certain Isyrion wouldn't mind, considering their previous encounters.

"Isyrion," he repeated, louder. "Calm down."

thetentatrap June 7 2011, 10:54:03 UTC

Suddenly aware of a voice, he released the pillow from his teeth, though his thighs kept quivering, fluids lightly soaking the pillow that his hips had stilled against.

"Mello...?" He was distantly aware of some self-consciousness. What a pathetic sight he must seem, humping a pillow like that!

Still, hearing the words had drawn his focus, though his hips sometimes quivered against the soft pillow. He'd do almost anything to settle the fire of arousal in his body!

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fromrushia_wluv June 7 2011, 23:45:51 UTC

Roaming the halls wasn't usually something Ivan would go, but the bug had bitten him, and thus there he was. Passing room by room, all filled with either moans of pain or pleasure, the tall Russian was slowly becoming more and more aroused. Curse this Hotel, though he didn't complain too much. There are certainly worst places to be...Like America. (ugh!)

And then there was the sight before. Having peeked into one of the rooms as his curiosity had driven him mad, Ivan beheld a most...Interesting sight.

The form, neither male or female...Well, both really, writhing against a silk pillow on the large bed in the center of the room. Ok, he's seem odder things(maybe).

Clearing his throat loudly, Ivan watched the other form. He didn't wish to simply intrude, and then his eyes caught the note. Snatching it from the door frame, he clicked his tongue before allowing himself into the room, closing the door behind him.

Giving the note a gentle toss onto the bed, the blond watched the other to see his reaction.

[OOC: all yer kinks ( ... )

thetentatrap June 8 2011, 00:32:46 UTC

Isyrion didn't seem to have heard him, and even still when the note landed on the bed near him. His arousal was too distracting.

Continuing to grind up against the pillow, his hips bucked and shivers continued to course through him. Chewing on the corner of the pillow in frustration, he soon forced his hips to stop.

It was only then that he noticed he had a visitor in his room, and he visibly startled, a few tentacles unfurling from his back. Too aroused to be coordinated, the appendages simply twitched against the bed.

"Who.. are you?"

{O-oh? Hello! 8>}}

fromrushia_wluv June 8 2011, 05:54:21 UTC

Whoa! The tentacle thing was a bit...Startling, causing Ivan to stumble back a few steps before regaining composure.

"My name is Ivan." He kept it at that, his voice velveteen with tones of a thick Russian accent...'Cause accents are sexy, da?

Blinking slightly, he offered a slight smile and a gesture towards the note, "I think this pertains to you." He murmured, unable to take his eyes of the lithe figure before him.

"And perhaps you require some...Assistant?"

thetentatrap June 8 2011, 08:07:05 UTC

It was only then that he noticed the note, and his own suspicions about his body were confirmed in the short words. He was just like his monster brethren, and with how deceptive this place was he really didn't have the mind to believe those words.

For all he knew, it could just be a prank. Although... the fact that his arousal hadn't gone away certainly said something.

He then looked up at Ivan. "I'm not... gonna fuck you, if that's... what you're asking, Ivan," he retorted, looking troubled as he crumpled the note in his long-fingered hands. His phobia of that part of his body ran deep.

"...I'm Isyrion."

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