Mx F or NB {NSFW} -- MythicalFox's Den of Iniquity --

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⟼[ Third Person || 700-1000+ Words || RP over PMs || Home Den ] ⟻​

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𐌢 An Introduction The sensual pleasures have always intrigued me. The ability to roleplay such extensive desires is my way of indulging my intrigue, and helping to explore all that I love. If you haven't tried something before, there is no way of knowing if you will like it or not, and so this world allows me to explore and fantasies. While I implore you to explore at your leisure, I will lazily point you towards my Home Den for all the key information relevant to me, including my About Me, Kinks, and links to other plotlines. So, should this interest you, read on and allow me to entertain you and awaken your desire. In return, I can provide an average of 600-1000 words written in the third person. I thrive on detail and enjoy invoking all of the senses; the more creative the better.​

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𐌢 Modern Plotlines​

Father x Daughter's Friend ⟼ Status: Open A bittersweet symphony of two who never should, in a tale that is always going to involve the sizzle of age-gap filled sexiness. When soft skin and muscular lines meet, the only guarantee is an explosive encounter, with repercussions across the family. See More >​	Voyeur x Exhibition ⟼ Status: Open To gaze upon another is the utmost privilege, to witness them at their most intimate and most vulnerable; that is a true honor. In the playground of the highrise-filled city, a feast awaits those with the wish to admire others from afar. See More >​	Estate Owner x Ponygirl ⟼ Status: Open Elegance, restraint, demurity, strength. A series of simple characteristics that exude femininity; to someone who has it all and craves for only one thing - this could be the perfect exchange. See More >​	Swinger x Swinger ⟼ Status: Open To crave another, to explore non-monogamy within the confines of a relationship can stir up a plethora of emotions. When one new-to-the-scene dips their toe in, the navigation through the sex-filled waters can have quite the hypnotic effect. See More >​
Uber Driver x Passenger ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​	Coming Soon ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​	Coming Soon ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​	Coming Soon ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

𐌢 Historical Plotlines​

Viking Raider x Peasant ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Aristocrat x Servant ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Soldier x Liberated Civilian ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Coming Soon ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

𐌢 Horror Plotlines​

Sacrificial Lamb ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Haunting ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

The Ritual ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

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𐌢 Cyberpunk Plotlines​

CEO x High Class Escort ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Hacker x Corpo ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Blockade Runner x Passenger ⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

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𐌢 Apocalyptic Plotlines​

Survivor x Survivor⟼ Status: Open Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

Farmer x Hucow ⟼ Status: Closed Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. In ipsum sem, sodales et hendrerit eu, mattis eu massa. In pellentesque est vel nibh ullamcorper ultricies in eget ex. Quisque a nunc dapibus, posuere nisl vel, dignissim nisi. Pellentesque congue tellus nec ligula mollis tempor. Praesent efficitur porttitor ex sed interdum. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Integer viverra rutrum justo. Aenean in egestas odio. See More >​

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Viking Raider x Peasant In a world ruled by those who seize power through the most violent of methodologies, lives are tumultuous, driven by the Gods and, so often, tragically short. Even as the wind races and whips around him, the thoughts tumble through Olafsson's mind, toying and sparring with the sea breeze. With each creak of the wooden flooring beneath his feet, each grunt of exertion from the men pulling at the sails, he moves closer and closer to his prize. A sudden shriek overhead causes the Viking's eyes to drift skywards, examining the gull. As his wind-chapped lips morph into a leering smile, he raises his war axe above his head and bellows to those around him, and to the Gods. "We arrive, my brothers and sisters. Make haste, for tonight we dine with gold." With fingers clasped around the smooth wooden shaft, his eyes scan the horizon, looking for the first sign of land. Slowly, in no rush despite his words, he lowers his weapon, eyes fixing upon the slight smudge of green cresting the horizon. A growl escapes him, his leer deepening with pleasure as his eyes narrow. This will be a fight to relish for a generation.​

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Aristocrat x Servant With each of his footsteps clicking across the marble flooring, the echo throws itself around. Whilst dripping with luxury, the marble had a secondary effect, namely, to announce his arrival to the surrounding rooms and to allow the serving staff to make their hasty departure. Servants, past a select few, should neither be seen nor heard. Only the effects of their work should be noticeable; such is their lot in life. Arriving at the large wooden door, the upper-class gentleman grasps the doorknob, pressing it open with the practised ease of someone who hardly thinks of their actions or consequences. The breeze ruffles his hair as the changing pressure of the room dashes past him, his eyes glancing around the stifled library. Each row of books, a myriad of colours, is carefully laid out by category and author. A few swift steps are all it takes for him to reach his section of choice, the historical epics of adventurers and miscreants. With a careful elegance, as if tracing the delicate curves of an exquisite woman, his fingers graze over the spines of the books, each leather-bound tome enticing him with ridges and curvature. Stopping, a smile upon his handsome features, he pulls out his book of choice and checks the front cover before turning on his heel. As he does so, a startle runs through him, momentarily throwing him off balance as a woman comes into view, a woman he hadn't noticed at his entrance. Recovering his composure, his eyebrow raises inquisitively as his eye runs down her, slowly taking her in. A serving girl - one who had not managed to escape in time or had chosen against such action. With his head tilted to one side, he speaks with practised clarity. "Good Morning to you, girl. I do hope I have not interrupted you when I walked into my library..."​

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Soldier x Liberated Civilian The ringing in his ears screamed at him, drowning out each of the gut-punching explosions around him. Disorientation was one thing, but the frown etched across his chiselled features spoke far more to his confusion. The soldier drowned in slow motion as if the air around him was a thick soup, and each cacophony a mere distant thud. Stumbling slightly, his awareness seemed to coalesce around a door before him. A door in the wall. A door. Safety. With a lurch, followed by a second, he lunged towards the wooden feature, all but falling into it shoulder-first. The door, weakened from the fighting around it, sprung open on its hinges with the impact, a loud clattering sound adding to the musical symphony around him - not that he could hear. The interior was dark, with blades of light shearing across the room from the closed shutters - a world away from the fighting outside. The soldier blinked once, twice, thrice, the ringing incessant in his ears as his brain slowly started to take in the room around him. A kitchen so juxtaposed with the destruction outside. Neat and orderly, as if a dream. The distant thuds grew louder, sharper, as his the ringing began to fade, his senses slowly recovering from the shock. His mind pulled to a sensation on his cheek, the rolling bead of sweat or blood working its way down from his forehead - a close call, although he didn't like to ponder on the luck that helped him survive. A sudden movement out of the corner of his eye pulled him to his senses, the small clatter that followed sending his already-frayed nerves singing in heightened anxiety. With a practised movement, he raised the rifle to his hands, swinging it around to point at the intruder in his peaceful respite, finger quickly sliding to the cool metal of the trigger as his other hand tightened around the wooden stock, eyes adjusting down the sites, ready to fire into the... "ne tirez pas!" The words came across to him in a shock - a soft, feminine voice, although the words meant nothing to him. As his eyes adjusted, he realised he had his rifle aimed directly at a woman, so clearly terrified of him. He blinked once more, trying to clear the fog from his mind and stop the instinct to fire at the first sign of danger. Yet through this, she stood before him, her hands held up, her eyes blazing with fear.​

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CEO x High Class Escort Outside of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the city burned with the blue-pink fire of a thousand neon lights, drenching the city streets with a plethora of colour, lifting from the dreary grey the city otherwise thrived upon. Thunder shook the sky, the crack of lightning creasing across the darkened sky, the flash lighting up his face as he gazed at the neon-lit world so far below. In his penthouse apartment, he was safe from the rain. Safe from the rain, but little else. Security drones in every corner of every room would assist any assailants, but leading one of the largest corporations in the city came with a fair share of danger. Even more so with the upcoming release he had been working so hard on - marketing buzzing and share prices skyrocketing. It was a dangerous time in a dangerous city. He loved it. Thrived on it. He was born for this. Taking a sip of the amber liquid, the ice clinking as he raised it to his lips, the whisky responded in kind with the burning sensation spreading across his lips, tongue and throat. His reverie was unbroken in the near-silence of the penthouse, oozing luxury in every inch. Music, soft and gentle classical music, rang out from hidden speakers, completing his sanctuary from the world outside. His holopad lit up the room, casting bright blue light across the ceiling. A message arrived for him. Work, undoubtedly, the incessant requirement for his attention and wisdom. Guiding action is always needed in a world where people are terrified to take what they need, scared the slightest mishap could be their downfall. Turning on his heel, suit jacket flapping open with the movement, he spoke aloud to the room. "Computer, show me my messages." A simple instruction for such a high-powered AI to complete, the messages flashing up in their blue light on the large windows before him. He took another sip as he scanned down the messages. Begging employees, stockbrokers digging for tidbits of the upcoming product launch. Nothing that couldn't wait until morning. As the whisky burned into him, his eye was caught by an email he hadn't been expecting. A response to an advert he had placed - cryptic, encrypted, encoded. He hadn't expected anyone to have responded. The advert, if you could call it that, needed someone with contacts, with discretion above all else, and someone willing to take risks. And yet, here was an email in response to it, having passed all tests placed upon them. A smile crept across his lips, his eyebrow raising slightly as the whisky glass dangled from his fingertips. His request for an escort, someone devoid of political ambition, had clearly worked. Passing through the right channels, he hoped what he had been seeking had finally arrived. "Computer, open message 3657. Read it to me."​

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Father x Daughter's Friend As his fingers enclosed around the glass bottle, he lifted the oil free of its holster, tipping it up and allowing the viscous green-yellow liquid to cascade from the nozzle. As it hit the preheated pan, it began to angrily sizzle, the fiery reaction of the heat causing a succession of pops and bangs as the oil quickly heated. Working swiftly to maximise the reaction, he moved like an expert musician, all but dancing across the kitchen to retrieve the onion, the garlic, and the chilli. Each he tossed into the pan in order, the kitchen quickly devoured in the plethora of scents his work threw into the air. As he moved between each item, his naked torso flexed and moved, the harsh softness of the above-island lighting sending shadows across his abdomen as he worked, the room quickly heating up. Despite the denim of his jeans restricting his movement, his movements appeared almost like a dance - a subconscious side effect of simply enjoying what he crafted. A delicate dance with the outcome the most exquisite of meals. Cooking was his love, his most faithful of hobbies, and he knew that tonight, he would need to perform at his best. He wanted the food to be perfect with his daughter's and her friend's arrival that evening. After all, he was sure that their food at university lacked taste and nutritional qualities. He wouldn't have that - and crafting them the meal they deserved would be his true pleasure. So engrossed in his cooking, the steady thump of rhythmic music in the background to power him onwards, he wasn't in the slightest worried about the person his daughter was bringing home. In truth, he was just happy to see his daughter - any guests she wanted to get would be just fine with him. Leaning over, he turned up the volume of the music, swinging his arms in a dance as he span on his toes, checking the onions had caramelised just to his liking before reaching for the wine. Tipping it in, adding to the sizzling and smells in the room, he added the tang he knew would elevate the meal just so. He was confident and proud of many things - this meal would be one of them. He was excited for the evening ahead. Excitement coursed through him, a broad smile upon his handsome features.​

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Voyeur x Exhibitionist The cacophony of noise around him rattled the subway train left and right as it wound beneath the city, beneath the chaos and bustle of the metropolis above him. As his eyes scanned the train, he settled briefly on each fellow passenger, a slight tint of guilt rising to his cheeks. He checked each to determine if they knew what he was doing and if they could see the sordid hobby he was about to indulge in. All was calm, and nobody frowned or gave him a knowing glance. In truth, all was normal, despite what his hammering heart was attempting to tell him. Beneath his arm, the telescope box was tucked safely. What it contained was clear, but the same mantra flowed through his head. 'I'm just stargazing, I'm just stargazing'. He said it on repeat in his head, ready to repeat it should it be needed. Which it wouldn't be. Nobody gave him a second look - nobody knew that there were no stars to be seen from the 51st floor of his apartment building. None knew of his true intention or desire to watch those around him. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, but his desire to watch their lives was an all-consuming thought as of late. And buying a high-powered telescope within the city was shockingly easy. As he ascended the stairs to the busy street, mere minutes later, he cast his eyes skyward, looking towards his apartment building. Then, tracking around, he wondered what he might see later when the only illumination came from within the apartments around him. Would he see the singles around him, throwing parties and inviting around friends? Perhaps couples relaxing in front of the TV. He hoped he would see each, yet beneath that, he knew what he was hoping to see. The thought was almost all-consuming, the desire to see directly into the private lives of those around him. To catch a glimpse of nudity within their inner sanctuaries at their most vulnerable.​

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Uber Driver x Uber Passenger UNDER CONSTRUCTION​

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Farmer x Hucow When the world finally collapsed, as he knew he would do for quite some time, the one good thing he discovered was perhaps the least expected thing. Silence. Beautiful, magnificent, endless silence. He'd been laughed at before, so many people ridiculing him for being a 'prepper'; some had called him mad. And yet, when he moved to the quiet farm, distant from all civilisation, he found a comfortable lifestyle off-grid. Collecting materials, learning the trade, he'd become quite the adept farmer, and yet the endless noise still embattled him. Aircraft overhead, cars on a distant road, hikers in the forest. And now? Now silence reigned. Beautiful, magnificent, endless silence. Finally at peace, he went about his work diligently, enjoying the very existence he had prepared for when nobody else had. A noise, sudden and jarring, sprang into his consciousness. A small metallic clank carried on the wind. Alarm flooded through his veins, the instant rush of adrenaline rocketing through him as he started to climb to the roof of the ramshackle building, carefully placing his footing not to fall through the far-from-safe roofing, his fingers gripping around his binoculars with white-knuckled fear. Metallic jangling meant one thing, and one thing alone. Something, or someone, had tripped his makeshift perimeter alarm. He had to check - a stray animal, perhaps, or escaped livestock. But just as likely was the one thing he hadn't encountered since the world ended all those months ago. Another human. Could it truly be? What did they want here? Steadily, he lifted the binoculars to his eyes, scanning the line of the perimeter, heart beating a solid rhythm within his chest as it threatened to jump right into his mouth. Where was it... Who was it? ​

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