The BIG DAMN OPEN POST

[creepyfries]

All the threads, all the time, for everyone! Even if we've never played together before! It's one big damn happy (or unhappy, depending which way you like your RP to swing) free for all. So if there're any set-ups you want to tag out then jump right in! (...Just please give me a scenario and set the scene well enough for me to know what we're doing, and tag the existing threads instead of adding new ones. Okay? Okay!).

OPEN FOREVER UNTIL WE HIT MAX COMMENTS.

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[achromatopsiac]

[Yako pulls back, panting hard; partly out of a lack of oxygen and partly out of the state of arousal he had worked her up into. Her eyes flutter open, dark and a little unfocused. It takes a bit of an effort, but she manages to pull her thoughts together again around the time he tugs down her panties. It sends a thrill of something hot and electric through her when she realizes that this is really happening.

She slides her hands up to cup his face, brushing her thumb over his cheek fondly.]

Deoxys...

[villainousvirus]

[The sudden change in mood on Yako's end is a little disorientating when he was about to move things to the heated next step. He pauses and looks at her, his face full of confusion before the excitement fuelled daze slowly melts away. The tentacle that had been at Yako's chest now coils up her arm affectionately as Deoxys smiles down at her.]

Hm? What is it?

[achromatopsiac]

Love you.

[She says it simply, as though it's just a normal fact, as blatant as the color of the sky. And perhaps it is; she's loved him dearly for so long that it's as natural as breathing to her. So she leans up and seals her words with a kiss, light and warm and sincere.]

[villainousvirus]

[And he's stunned. Honestly, truly stunned. He doesn't react as Yako kisses him, his face perfectly expressionless with widened eyes. He's been here all these years patiently waiting for her to say it. Because goodness knows he's always loved her, too. And now that she has...he can't... He blinks stupidly, still grasping for a reaction that isn't more blank staring.

And then breaks out into a slow, idiotic grin, and suddenly...laughs. He's not laughing at Yako — he doesn't quite know why he's laughing, but now that he is he can't stop, his shoulders quaking as he tries and fails to hold back the useless fit of giggles he's dissolved into. He feels so stupid, but it's great. Totally great.]

[achromatopsiac]

[Deoxys is very, very lucky that Yako knows him well enough not to get offended by his laughter. Many girls—most, really—would take such a response to their confession much less amicably. As it stands, she laughs with him, burying her face in the crook of his neck to stop her giggles. It feels good to finally get the words out in the open.

Perhaps it had broken the mood, but Yako wanted to make sure that he knew before going any further. Knowing her luck, had she said it afterwards he might have come to some wrong conclusion and assumed that her love was conditional and hinged on sex. She didn't want to put him through that.]

Not exactly the response I expected...

[villainousvirus]

[He wraps his arm and tentacles around her, holding her close as he struggles to contain his own laughter, another wild bout of giggles attacking him every time he tries to speak. He finally manages to choke out something coherent between the snickers, squeezing his eyes shut and pressing his forehead to Yako's as he shakes with compressed hilarity.]

I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Yako. I just wanted to hear that for so long.

[achromatopsiac]

Sorry I kept you waiting, then.

[She really is. It had been silly, but for a long time she had avoided the words, concerned that despite his very affectionate behavior, he wouldn't return the sentiment. Not the way she wanted, at least. She nuzzles up to him apologetically, carding her fingers through his hair as she waits for his excessive mirth to settle.]

[villainousvirus]

[Eventually the laughter subsides, Deoxys taking a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down. He manages to fight back most of his composure, still grinning from ear to ear. He gives Yako an appreciative squeeze, leaning back a bit so he can look her properly in the face. It's not like it needed to be said, but...]

And I love you too, Yako. I always will.

[achromatopsiac]

Good.

[She grins right back up at him and squeezes back. When she had day dreamed about confessing, years ago and somewhat recently, she would admit easily enough that she had never considered it might happen on her bed with her panties tugged down around her knees and her skirt shoved up.]

[villainousvirus]

[The order's a little backward—this really wasn't how it happened in films, was it?—but Deoxys couldn't care less. He still got everything he wanted in the end, and as long as Yako's happy too then that's all that matters to him. He seals her lips in a loving kiss, threading his fingers into her hair.]

[achromatopsiac]

[Yako kisses him back, snuggling closer to him. She squeaks faintly, partly out of embarrassment about forgetting a rather prominent situation, when that makes her slide up against the tendril still curled between her thighs. Her cheeks heat up as she feels a telltale slickness on her skin.]

[villainousvirus]

[Yako's reaction doesn't go unnoticed by Deoxys—they had been in the middle of something, hadn't they... He presses Yako back against the duvet and deepens the kiss. He hopes to build up the mood again without rushing back into things too suddenly so he carefully takes things slow, grazing the tentacle just lightly over her thigh, slipping gradually upwards.]

[achromatopsiac]

[She makes a soft, contented noise that's nearly lost between their mouths. She follows his lead, deepening the kiss and pulling him closer. She can already feel her blood start to pump and heat again, now unobstructed by worry or guilt. She wants this, wants him, and can't think of a single thing more important than being with him in this moment.]

[villainousvirus]

[He's been completely serious about his desire to please her from the start, but her confession has made him all the more dedicated to seeing this through. He hadn't thought that possible, but somehow her body feels warmer against his and kisses tingle more knowing that they're on the same wavelength, that perhaps they've always been. He runs his tentacle up between Yako's legs again, savouring the feeling of the heated, slickened flesh against his skin, gently exploring the area.]

[achromatopsiac]

Oh.

[The syllable comes out as something halfway between a gasp and a whimper. Despite the strangeness of the sensation, she very much approves. Her hips buck upwards, trying to get more. The tentacle is larger and firmer than her fingers, and able to twist and turn in ways that are very...promising. Despite the inhuman strength she knows lies beneath that smooth skin, he's being nearly too gentle; it's almost teasing.]

[villainousvirus]

[If he's teasing her now he's not intending to, but this is all still so new to him and he'd hate to rush and hurt her; she's so delicate, the problem with having inhuman strength is sometimes underestimating it. And so he takes his time, familiarising himself with how every change in the soft flesh feels. He takes Yako's eager reactions as permission to experiment, giving loving and caring attention to one delicate area at a time, making circles that alternate between soft and firm. He pays close attention to Yako's responses, trying to work out what touch she likes best.]

[achromatopsiac]

[The moans slipping out of her throat indicate that whatever his intentions might be, his methods are definitely paying off. Her toes are curled tightly, and her thighs shake from the effort of restraining herself from simply squeezing her legs together and rocking down until that hot knot burning in her belly comes undone. She's even wetter now, and she shoots him a flustered, pleading look.]

[villainousvirus]

[He locks eyes with her as a realisation dawns on him. Continuing to study Yako's face, he traces downward and presses against her entrance once again, this time without a constraining barrier of fabric between his touch and her. She feels soft, hot and wet against his skin as he lightly caresses her. He looks at her earnestly, seeking her permission—he's willing to go all the way with this, but he needs to know Yako's ready too.]

[achromatopsiac]

P...Please...

[Her eyes clear slowly, until she locks eyes with him. A part of her loves him even more for stopping to make sure that this is what she wants, even as her body begs for him to just shove ahead. She manages a smile, small but steady, and nods.]

Deoxys...please. I want you to.

[villainousvirus]

[He returns Yako's smile with a sincere one of his own, his calm exterior hiding the nervous thoughts buzzing like static at the back of his mind—he can't help but be worried, he doesn't want to hurt her. It would be unforgivable to spoil this important moment for Yako, he couldn't...of course he'll do his best not to. Brushing aside his concerns he focuses on Yako, holding her closer and wordlessly pressing his lips to hers in a firm kiss. He strokes against her, allowing her a moment to prepare herself before he slowly pushes into her.]

[achromatopsiac]

{She kisses him back, sweet and steady, and tries very hard not to flinch or tense up. She fails, when he slowly breaks the barrier that signified he was her first, but she resolutely keeps her arms wrapped around him, not letting him even consider pulling back. She doesn't cry, though there's a quiet hiss of pain. She was prepared for this, and she doesn't want him to feel guilty.}

[villainousvirus]

[He feels a stab of concern but he keeps his composure, slowing but not stopping. He squeezes Yako comfortingly and kisses her forehead—this is a foreign feeling for him too. It's not unpleasant, just different. "Reference material" has shown him many things, but experiencing is never the same. When he first came to Earth the sensory overload had been overwhelming and even now he's still caught by surprise by what things he's only seen feel like. Being inside Yako feels tight, hot, and wet, but it's strangely comforting...it feels intimate, like he's being joined with her for just a little while, and he can feel her inner movements around the tentacle as her body responds to him pressing into her. When he thinks he's deep enough he stops to let Yako adjust, placing more soft kisses on her face.]