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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[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.]