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Too horny; couldn't sleep.
I write that partly to be funny and partly because it's my actual reality. I've been kicking around making this request thread for a while now, and the construction of it and what all it entails was exciting me to the point where I was having trouble sleeping (it's 2:30 AM here, for context). I also thought it would be funny to open a request thread with that line, so here we are.
Anyway, I like writing and reading sex scenes!
I mean, that's probably obvious. You don't stay off and on a ERP site like Bluemoon for, fuck, almost sixteen years?! if you don't like reading/writing sex. However, on top of that, I also thoroughly enjoy romances that have some spice in them. I was actually reading a book recently (Deep End by Ali Hazelwood, high recommend) that combined well written characters with intense sex that involved fetishes and consent and I was fucking into it.
I also like fantasy. That actually comes before liking sex, which I know has to be such a big shock. I grew up on Tolkien, played SNES Final Fantasy games for most of my childhood, and transitioned into tabletop roleplaying games later. I came to love 5th Edition Dungeons and Dragons before Wizards fucked everything up, and I'm currently loving Daggerheart. Technically I'm running games in both systems right now and they're going great. Anyway, love that fantasy shit.
I love putting them together even more. The only thing hotter than well written characters having intense sex with one another is when they're elves, orcs, goblins, inferna, orcs, catgirls, wizards, warriors, orcs, monsters, orcs, and all that sort of thing. Also I have a thing for orcs. And goblins. And elves.
I did mention that I'm writing this instead of sleeping? Obviously brilliant work. You want to write with me already; I can tell.
To achieve my goal of writing ERPs involving well written characters in a fantasy world, I am sitting here listening to electro swing music at 2:30 writing a request thread. I have prepared a handful of characters ahead of time (ostensibly an adventuring team, but we definitely don't have to use all of them) because that's how it often works in tabletop. They're loosely affiliated as an adventuring party known as the Charitable Renegades, because all good adventuring parties need names and, again, there's a sort of TTRPG foundation here. It's less a requirement and more a framework I used though, so don't worry about it too much. It's also easier for me to tweak and perfect characters I like if I devise them ahead of time. Also fantasizing about these specific characters helped get this request thread going, so here we are.
Said assembled team clearly shows my preferences when it comes to females (more on that in a bit) but is fairly well spread. They include several fantasy races inspired by TTRPGs, like tieflings/inferna, elves, and goblins. No orcs; more on why in a bit. They're also almost uniformly some variant of queer, though that's less because I'm disinterested in het stuff and more because I'm all kinds of pan, making it more enjoyable for me to have my characters with those wide ranges. They'll definitely have preferences though.
Looking for thread or PM, and now this sort of loose opening is driving me crazy (would you believe I'm actually sober? Just perhaps sleep deprived. And horny. Where my orcs and elves at?). So I'm going to do a fancy section break and provide some general breakdown.
~General Breakdown~
I'm looking for thread or PM based RP, involving preestablished fantasy characters having mostly mutual sex in fantastical setups and worlds. Expect a few, much more put together paragraphs than this per response, with me looking for about the same. I don't have any codes or anything, but if you read this and send me a one liner I'm likely to ignore you. If I'm in the same mood I am as I write this thing, I'm likely to be snarky about it too.
Overall Feel/Vibe: while my kink range has a wide swing, I do generally prefer more upbeat RPs on the whole. I've nothing against romance and the like (opening that up a lot more with this, including some all new cans of worms I'm worried about), with a few of my Renegades actively seeking it, but there's definitely going to be a wide range regarding sex.
Plot/Sex Ratio: okay, personally I think these are kinda bullshit, and since I'm writing this at 2:45 in the morning (time passes) I'm gonna open with that. If you're having sex with actual, well-written characters, than it shouldn't be deviating that much from the plot. At the same time, if you're writing on a site like Bluemoon and posting a thread up somewhere besides the Non-Sexual RP, then you're looking for erotic stuff in the RP. The two should be woven together, and many of my plots establish erotic situations and scenarios to help move things along. Most of the Renegades are pretty sex-positive, and that's what we're going for.
Sub/Dom Dynamics: generally speaking, I also think this is setup is a bit bullshit, as we're co-opting BDSM lifestyle terms. Usually we use "dominant" a shorthand for characters that are more likely to take control and/or initiate sex while "submissive" is more for people who go along with their partners and are more passive. I've done all sorts of fun other terms, but those are the terms we're used to, so we're using them here.
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Two of the Renegades are more obviously dominant; two are more obviously submissive; one is a switch. Not hard to figure out who's who.
Appearance Preferences: My general preference runs androgynous, believe it or not, though again: super pan. Love enbies and other gender defiers, but I do like and understand characters and people that fit a bit more. The Renegades themselves give an idea, and I'll break down across the binary for the next two. My favorite body part is actually eyes (heterochromia in particular is super hawt), then asses.
Male Preferences: remember how I went on about orcs for a while? I like male orcs. More generally, my preferences for males pretty much hits the two extremes. I like pretty, almost effeminate males that could be mistaken for females or male models. I also like burly, big guys who you almost reflexively call "daddy." I strongly prefer larger male genitals, though think "porn size" more than hentai (though one of the Renegades is a goblin, so this is all pretty well hentai for her).
Female Preferences: again, I generally run a bit more toward androgynous. That being said, I also like more traditionally pretty. Basically the full spectrum regarding body type (again, see Renegades below). I will say that I don't generally like massive chests or overly voluptuous females. Muscle mommies are all kinds of yes, though I generally prefer to play against them with another female.
Logistics: again, I do this via thread or PM. I'm probably on the older side for RPing now and I'm totally fine with it. Totally. I mostly work from home as an educator, which means that even when I'm working, I'm likely at or near a computer (I actually use responding as a treat when grading essays). I do work as a substitute teacher, so I will disappear sometimes during the week. Despite my best efforts, I'm a bit of a flake, though I'd like to think I'm getting better. I almost always post a status letting people know I'll be drifting off. Both my arms are fucked up , so it's literally painful if I write too much or too long, so sometimes I just have to not write for a while and I can't exactly let people know. (This is also why I sometimes don't respond if your PM is super small or you clearly didn't read shit; I'm not giving you my pain).
Kinks: I have an f-list! (just ignore that it's under my other account's name; that was a whole thing a few years back). It's super up to date and includes custom kinks. I'll also be devoting an entire section to kinks after this, because that sounds like fun, I clearly like to write too much, and that's kinda a focus here.
~Kinks and Fetishes~
Clothes: dress a girl up, fuck her while she's wearing clothes, and I'll be happy. I find fucking while still wearing clothes hot: it adds to appearance, shows an eagerness to get to the action, and obviously plays into some of what is probably sexual regression on my part. The Renegades all have their general adventuring gear, which is definitely acceptable for fucking, but most of them will get upset if it's ruined or dirtied; they're adventurers, they've got like one outfit. This also plays some into the other aspect(s) of this kink: ownership clothes. That includes stuff like wearing collars or jewelry, but also stuff like wearing a partners' clothes. It shows comfort and ownership. I also have a goblin Renegade and she will 100% just wear her partner's clothes because she's a goblin and find that fun(ny).
Foreplay: One of my favorite things to mention is that I was once accused by a partner of being "too into foreplay." Personally I think that comment needs some examination. This doesn't mean I don't want sex or erotic scenes. It just means that I find making out, fingering, and oral as interesting if not more-so than the main event. Sometimes postponing the sex is great, and sometimes teasing makes it hotter. Definitely still want there to be sexual contact and the like, but my doms are gonna tease and the subs are gonna want to be tormented.
Consequences of Orgasm: By this, I mean something happens when a female orgasms besides, y'know, the good stuff. In broadest sense this loops in breeding, but I also like it when, there's, say side bets (e.g. "if you cum before I do we do this again" or "whoever cums first pays for the room"). This can also involve magical side effects too, if we wanna go there.
Awakening/Corruption: "Corruption" is probably the familiar one. It's using sex and/or other stuff to basically turn an innocent into some sort of sexual deviant, sometimes switching from evil to good and/or losing bits of herself. "Awakening" as I position it is a more positive spin on this. It taking an innocent and introducing them to sex and pleasure in such a way that they become mentally and emotionally stronger, possibly even gaining magic. Same "sex changes innocent" trope, but less overtly dark.
Playing with Roles: this one's a bit new, to the point where I'm not sure it goes on the f-list. Basically I'm interested in playing some with the more traditional roles. I think it's hot when someone who's usually a dom finds themselves flipped, or a sub gets so aroused they start to take control. Stuff like that, particularly when tied to character development, appeals.
Spanking: it's just hot, and I don't get enough of it in my RPs.
~The Charitable Renegades~
The name came about like the best RP party names do: as an almost joke suggested by one of my characters. Basically, it's an all-female group of adventurers who are known for being, well, Charitable. They take on jobs that sometimes don't pay well, and they sometimes take on jobs that most adventurers would turn their noses up at. They're friendly with each other and generally supportive, with some hints toward relationships (it's almost guaranteed that some of the Renegades have fucked each other).
Note: we don't have to play with all of them. Just one is fine. It's actually awkward as hell for me to include all five of them in one scene beyond general setup, and I'm not super into orgies/gangbangs.
Technically all the Renegades are queer, including a transgender character. That doesn't mean they won't fuck guys, with some vastly preferring males on the whole, just that there's definitely some of that here. If you're not interested in engaging with Queer Topics; we don't have to. And if you don't want to play with the transgender character: pick someone else. There's five of them!
Oh, at one point I had this, like, multi-paragraph character sheet. But I thought that might intimidate people and it was originally very DnD Focused. So I'm trying to open it up here, but given how wordy I am in general and super loose this thread is being, we'll see how that lasts.
Constantly bubbly and cheerful, Felicity decided to be an adventurer because it sounded fun. Her primary goal is to act like the thieves she read about, the kind who had daring adventures, narrow escapes... and who slept with, like, all the hotties, you know? She's playful to a literal fault, and at first comes off like an airhead or outright bimbo. However, she's incredibly creative and remarkably skilled at various thieving skills; it's just balanced with an almost childlike naivete.
Fun Tidbits!
Tawny has fighting on the brain, to the extent that she often comes off as dumber or slower than she actually is. She loves physical activity, twitching and moving at all times save for her relatively frequent maps. If you imagine what a particularly disinterested cat would look and act like as a humanoid, you'd come fairly close to Tawny. She is, however, fiercely loyal and suprisingly observant, for all her apparent disinterest in the world around her (outside of fighting and physical activity).
Fun Tidbits!
In fact, Bex is almost scarily smart. She'd been an obvious genius of her tribe, stealing a spellbook and literally learning to read by looking through the arcane readings. She's usually thinking several steps ahead, whether that be in magic, adventure, or even a simple conversation. Her quick tongue gets her into almost as much trouble as the whole goblin ancestry: being from a race that average 3 feet for adults and known for having personalities so apparent that "goblin-mode' is a thing probably doesn't help. And yes, in many ways Bex embodies goblin mode, though in this almost bitingly, self-aware way. Doesn't stop her from having some tendencies though.
Fun Tidbits!
Nia, as she's most often called, is delicately feminine and demure. She's naturally submissive, wanting nothing so much as to help and serve the world around her. Her two main devotions are embracing femininity in garb and attitude and serving her goddess to spread love and light throughout the world. She's almost painfully shy, approaching others only when she feels she needs to offer aid, or when encouraged by others. She expresses love in all things.
As she was born biologically male, Nia does possess a penis. Like, her, it's relatively delicate, almost cute, and she has a strong tendency toward decorating it with various ribbons and lace, feminizing it further. She's fairly comfortable with her body, but has considered magical means of fully transitioning.
Fun Tidbits!
Pine is what happens when you take the rebellious Disney princess, rebel teenager archetype, and a Western gunslinger and put them into a blender. Years of being properly trained as the heir apparent to the Slyvanthrone have left their mark on her, giving her a stiff refinement and speech that she can't quite shake. To say she's a gun-nut would be an understatement: she loves them, believing that they're cool, the future, and that the other elves just don't understand how amazing they are and how everyone should also like them. Away from her sheltered world, she's also desperate to prove that she totally understands everything around her.
Fun Tidbits!
~Starters and Plot Kernels~
I'm just passing 7,500 words on this "short" request thread, and it's now 5:15, which means I think two and a half hours? Definitely feeling punch drunk. Probably doesn't help that I just wrote several hot sex scenes.
Anyway, when it comes to starters and ideas, I try to leave things open. We should be working together to hammer a plot. I've got a bit to start with, between the Renegades, the kinks, and these, and then you provide your bit and we hash it out from there. I probably don't need to explain how this works, but you did just read that bit about it being 5 in the morning or whatever, right?
If you got this far... you probably scanned to the end, because this is a lot of writing. Too much, some may say. If not, you may have gotten through and went to see what I put here that's so important. Clearly it's important rambling that comes from the fact that it took me several hours to put this together in the middle of the night and I am almost certainly going to regret doing so in the morning.
More seriously, I love doing RPs with the Renegades in general and have put them through several iterations. This latest one is adding a few more tweaks, redesigning and combining characters, and is even my first thread where I'm outright stating that I'll write dominate female characters (this is where that whole floodgate scenario thing comes in; I'm convinced I'm going to wake up to find my inbox flooded with people asking me to write Tawny and/or Bex dominating their guys). Above all else, I want to write hot, erotic stories with interesting characters and something at least loosely resembling a plot.
Really, isn't that the ERP dream?
I write that partly to be funny and partly because it's my actual reality. I've been kicking around making this request thread for a while now, and the construction of it and what all it entails was exciting me to the point where I was having trouble sleeping (it's 2:30 AM here, for context). I also thought it would be funny to open a request thread with that line, so here we are.
Anyway, I like writing and reading sex scenes!
I mean, that's probably obvious. You don't stay off and on a ERP site like Bluemoon for, fuck, almost sixteen years?! if you don't like reading/writing sex. However, on top of that, I also thoroughly enjoy romances that have some spice in them. I was actually reading a book recently (Deep End by Ali Hazelwood, high recommend) that combined well written characters with intense sex that involved fetishes and consent and I was fucking into it.
I also like fantasy. That actually comes before liking sex, which I know has to be such a big shock. I grew up on Tolkien, played SNES Final Fantasy games for most of my childhood, and transitioned into tabletop roleplaying games later. I came to love 5th Edition Dungeons and Dragons before Wizards fucked everything up, and I'm currently loving Daggerheart. Technically I'm running games in both systems right now and they're going great. Anyway, love that fantasy shit.
I love putting them together even more. The only thing hotter than well written characters having intense sex with one another is when they're elves, orcs, goblins, inferna, orcs, catgirls, wizards, warriors, orcs, monsters, orcs, and all that sort of thing. Also I have a thing for orcs. And goblins. And elves.
I did mention that I'm writing this instead of sleeping? Obviously brilliant work. You want to write with me already; I can tell.
To achieve my goal of writing ERPs involving well written characters in a fantasy world, I am sitting here listening to electro swing music at 2:30 writing a request thread. I have prepared a handful of characters ahead of time (ostensibly an adventuring team, but we definitely don't have to use all of them) because that's how it often works in tabletop. They're loosely affiliated as an adventuring party known as the Charitable Renegades, because all good adventuring parties need names and, again, there's a sort of TTRPG foundation here. It's less a requirement and more a framework I used though, so don't worry about it too much. It's also easier for me to tweak and perfect characters I like if I devise them ahead of time. Also fantasizing about these specific characters helped get this request thread going, so here we are.
Said assembled team clearly shows my preferences when it comes to females (more on that in a bit) but is fairly well spread. They include several fantasy races inspired by TTRPGs, like tieflings/inferna, elves, and goblins. No orcs; more on why in a bit. They're also almost uniformly some variant of queer, though that's less because I'm disinterested in het stuff and more because I'm all kinds of pan, making it more enjoyable for me to have my characters with those wide ranges. They'll definitely have preferences though.
Looking for thread or PM, and now this sort of loose opening is driving me crazy (would you believe I'm actually sober? Just perhaps sleep deprived. And horny. Where my orcs and elves at?). So I'm going to do a fancy section break and provide some general breakdown.
~General Breakdown~
I'm looking for thread or PM based RP, involving preestablished fantasy characters having mostly mutual sex in fantastical setups and worlds. Expect a few, much more put together paragraphs than this per response, with me looking for about the same. I don't have any codes or anything, but if you read this and send me a one liner I'm likely to ignore you. If I'm in the same mood I am as I write this thing, I'm likely to be snarky about it too.
Overall Feel/Vibe: while my kink range has a wide swing, I do generally prefer more upbeat RPs on the whole. I've nothing against romance and the like (opening that up a lot more with this, including some all new cans of worms I'm worried about), with a few of my Renegades actively seeking it, but there's definitely going to be a wide range regarding sex.
Plot/Sex Ratio: okay, personally I think these are kinda bullshit, and since I'm writing this at 2:45 in the morning (time passes) I'm gonna open with that. If you're having sex with actual, well-written characters, than it shouldn't be deviating that much from the plot. At the same time, if you're writing on a site like Bluemoon and posting a thread up somewhere besides the Non-Sexual RP, then you're looking for erotic stuff in the RP. The two should be woven together, and many of my plots establish erotic situations and scenarios to help move things along. Most of the Renegades are pretty sex-positive, and that's what we're going for.
Sub/Dom Dynamics: generally speaking, I also think this is setup is a bit bullshit, as we're co-opting BDSM lifestyle terms. Usually we use "dominant" a shorthand for characters that are more likely to take control and/or initiate sex while "submissive" is more for people who go along with their partners and are more passive. I've done all sorts of fun other terms, but those are the terms we're used to, so we're using them here.
...
Two of the Renegades are more obviously dominant; two are more obviously submissive; one is a switch. Not hard to figure out who's who.
Appearance Preferences: My general preference runs androgynous, believe it or not, though again: super pan. Love enbies and other gender defiers, but I do like and understand characters and people that fit a bit more. The Renegades themselves give an idea, and I'll break down across the binary for the next two. My favorite body part is actually eyes (heterochromia in particular is super hawt), then asses.
Male Preferences: remember how I went on about orcs for a while? I like male orcs. More generally, my preferences for males pretty much hits the two extremes. I like pretty, almost effeminate males that could be mistaken for females or male models. I also like burly, big guys who you almost reflexively call "daddy." I strongly prefer larger male genitals, though think "porn size" more than hentai (though one of the Renegades is a goblin, so this is all pretty well hentai for her).
Female Preferences: again, I generally run a bit more toward androgynous. That being said, I also like more traditionally pretty. Basically the full spectrum regarding body type (again, see Renegades below). I will say that I don't generally like massive chests or overly voluptuous females. Muscle mommies are all kinds of yes, though I generally prefer to play against them with another female.
Logistics: again, I do this via thread or PM. I'm probably on the older side for RPing now and I'm totally fine with it. Totally. I mostly work from home as an educator, which means that even when I'm working, I'm likely at or near a computer (I actually use responding as a treat when grading essays). I do work as a substitute teacher, so I will disappear sometimes during the week. Despite my best efforts, I'm a bit of a flake, though I'd like to think I'm getting better. I almost always post a status letting people know I'll be drifting off. Both my arms are fucked up , so it's literally painful if I write too much or too long, so sometimes I just have to not write for a while and I can't exactly let people know. (This is also why I sometimes don't respond if your PM is super small or you clearly didn't read shit; I'm not giving you my pain).
Kinks: I have an f-list! (just ignore that it's under my other account's name; that was a whole thing a few years back). It's super up to date and includes custom kinks. I'll also be devoting an entire section to kinks after this, because that sounds like fun, I clearly like to write too much, and that's kinda a focus here.
~Kinks and Fetishes~
Clothes: dress a girl up, fuck her while she's wearing clothes, and I'll be happy. I find fucking while still wearing clothes hot: it adds to appearance, shows an eagerness to get to the action, and obviously plays into some of what is probably sexual regression on my part. The Renegades all have their general adventuring gear, which is definitely acceptable for fucking, but most of them will get upset if it's ruined or dirtied; they're adventurers, they've got like one outfit. This also plays some into the other aspect(s) of this kink: ownership clothes. That includes stuff like wearing collars or jewelry, but also stuff like wearing a partners' clothes. It shows comfort and ownership. I also have a goblin Renegade and she will 100% just wear her partner's clothes because she's a goblin and find that fun(ny).
Foreplay: One of my favorite things to mention is that I was once accused by a partner of being "too into foreplay." Personally I think that comment needs some examination. This doesn't mean I don't want sex or erotic scenes. It just means that I find making out, fingering, and oral as interesting if not more-so than the main event. Sometimes postponing the sex is great, and sometimes teasing makes it hotter. Definitely still want there to be sexual contact and the like, but my doms are gonna tease and the subs are gonna want to be tormented.
Consequences of Orgasm: By this, I mean something happens when a female orgasms besides, y'know, the good stuff. In broadest sense this loops in breeding, but I also like it when, there's, say side bets (e.g. "if you cum before I do we do this again" or "whoever cums first pays for the room"). This can also involve magical side effects too, if we wanna go there.
Awakening/Corruption: "Corruption" is probably the familiar one. It's using sex and/or other stuff to basically turn an innocent into some sort of sexual deviant, sometimes switching from evil to good and/or losing bits of herself. "Awakening" as I position it is a more positive spin on this. It taking an innocent and introducing them to sex and pleasure in such a way that they become mentally and emotionally stronger, possibly even gaining magic. Same "sex changes innocent" trope, but less overtly dark.
Playing with Roles: this one's a bit new, to the point where I'm not sure it goes on the f-list. Basically I'm interested in playing some with the more traditional roles. I think it's hot when someone who's usually a dom finds themselves flipped, or a sub gets so aroused they start to take control. Stuff like that, particularly when tied to character development, appeals.
Spanking: it's just hot, and I don't get enough of it in my RPs.
~The Charitable Renegades~
The name came about like the best RP party names do: as an almost joke suggested by one of my characters. Basically, it's an all-female group of adventurers who are known for being, well, Charitable. They take on jobs that sometimes don't pay well, and they sometimes take on jobs that most adventurers would turn their noses up at. They're friendly with each other and generally supportive, with some hints toward relationships (it's almost guaranteed that some of the Renegades have fucked each other).
Note: we don't have to play with all of them. Just one is fine. It's actually awkward as hell for me to include all five of them in one scene beyond general setup, and I'm not super into orgies/gangbangs.
Technically all the Renegades are queer, including a transgender character. That doesn't mean they won't fuck guys, with some vastly preferring males on the whole, just that there's definitely some of that here. If you're not interested in engaging with Queer Topics; we don't have to. And if you don't want to play with the transgender character: pick someone else. There's five of them!
Oh, at one point I had this, like, multi-paragraph character sheet. But I thought that might intimidate people and it was originally very DnD Focused. So I'm trying to open it up here, but given how wordy I am in general and super loose this thread is being, we'll see how that lasts.
Felicity the devilish thief
Felicity looks like trouble in all the best ways. Her devil/demonic blood has given her all the characteristics that stand out: midnight blue skin, pointed tail, curved horns (merino ram, so they have a neat little twirl). Her hair is cut into a bob that curls around her chin, hinting toward very curly hair if she wore it out. She dresses less like a practical thief and more like a thief out of a storybook (because that's where she picked it up), complete with a cute flared skirt, fishnets, and way too many daggers. Her body is almost pin-up girl curvy, with wide, flared hips, a fairly generous ass, and a pretty decent bust. Soft living and a tendency toward treats contributed to that. Starry white freckles dot her cheerful face, which is almost always smiling, usually showing dimples.Constantly bubbly and cheerful, Felicity decided to be an adventurer because it sounded fun. Her primary goal is to act like the thieves she read about, the kind who had daring adventures, narrow escapes... and who slept with, like, all the hotties, you know? She's playful to a literal fault, and at first comes off like an airhead or outright bimbo. However, she's incredibly creative and remarkably skilled at various thieving skills; it's just balanced with an almost childlike naivete.
Fun Tidbits!
- Felicity doesn't have emotional baggage! No, seriously; her backstory is devoid of any of the usual "parents dying" stuff, which is actually a bit of a bummer. The constant support from a pair of loving parents? Much better.
- Felicity really is creative; she often comes up with elaborate stories and backstories, sometimes actively ignoring the ones that exist. she'll likely be an author herself one day.
- Felicity is the youngest Renegade at 18, even when factoring in elfish aging.
- Felicity is likely a virgin, though that's a bit flexible. She really, really likes sex and has a very active fantasy life, but a sheltered upbringing, childish behavior, and bad luck have combined to limit her experiences.
- Felicity is the one most likely to cause trouble in the group, though generally not on purpose.
- Felicity giggles a lot in general, and particularly when having sex. She will almost always laugh her way through an orgasm.
- She's also the only real switch! She doesn't care which position she's in so long as it's sex and they're all having fun!
Felicity couldn't quite stop her lips from quirking, even as the super serious town sheriff looked down at her, reprimanding. Like, her skirt had already been flipped up, showing off the lacy black thong she'd definitely been right to wear. Her naked, blue sex practically drooled with want, and had since she'd seen that the town lawman had that rugged look that made him look like he'd walked out of the pages of one of her books. That her arms were currently yanked over her head and pinned with cuffs made it all the better, particularly as his hands were now giving in to that growing want, running up and down her curves. The blue-skinned teen all but cooed and definitely shivered, which of course he'd noticed, yanking. Hence why she'd flicked at his crotch with her tail a bit before.
"Finally!" she groans as much as she speaks, watching as he takes that nice cock of his in hand, pointing it toward her. Its taste lingers on her lips and she licks them, watching with rapt attention as he lowers the impressive shaft toward her body. Her hips wiggle, but of course he's teasing and moving, slapping her slightly. A giggle bubbles out of Felicity before she can stop it, but as he points the head toward her sex, she points. One hand gestures behind him, where she'd already checked something out: "Condoms are in there," she says, noting his pause as he looks down at her, struck. She slides her hand back into the cuff without thinking much of it. "You gotta use protection!" she chirps, adding a little laugh, her tail flicking. "I super can't have kids right now and--- oh, this?"
Felicity rolls a wrist, showing her freed hand, turning it to look up at him, "Yeah, the cuffs are totally the same ones I practiced on at home, really neat, huh? Anyway," she slides her hand back in, nodding eagerly, "you need to go get the condoms so you can fuck me now," she looks back up at him, adding another giggle, biting her lip as she smiles. "What?" she asks, tail flicking. "You're the good guy! Good guys use protection!"
"Finally!" she groans as much as she speaks, watching as he takes that nice cock of his in hand, pointing it toward her. Its taste lingers on her lips and she licks them, watching with rapt attention as he lowers the impressive shaft toward her body. Her hips wiggle, but of course he's teasing and moving, slapping her slightly. A giggle bubbles out of Felicity before she can stop it, but as he points the head toward her sex, she points. One hand gestures behind him, where she'd already checked something out: "Condoms are in there," she says, noting his pause as he looks down at her, struck. She slides her hand back into the cuff without thinking much of it. "You gotta use protection!" she chirps, adding a little laugh, her tail flicking. "I super can't have kids right now and--- oh, this?"
Felicity rolls a wrist, showing her freed hand, turning it to look up at him, "Yeah, the cuffs are totally the same ones I practiced on at home, really neat, huh? Anyway," she slides her hand back in, nodding eagerly, "you need to go get the condoms so you can fuck me now," she looks back up at him, adding another giggle, biting her lip as she smiles. "What?" she asks, tail flicking. "You're the good guy! Good guys use protection!"
Tawny Amblecrown the catgirl martial artist
Tawny would be compared to a feline even if it weren't fur her softly furred ears and tail. Her well toned body has the long, lean look that's usually associated with the flexible predators. When she moves, it's a show of rippling muscles. Hers is the sort of body that has been masterfully toned and highly trained into a powerful weapon, and oh does it show. Lean, sinewy, with a taut ab that shows obvious definition and toning. Her body has a sunkissed tanned look, with the unbroken lines hinting toward her tendency to lounging about in the sun, often fully nude. Something resembling loose, billowing robes covers most of the important bits, but they seem to enhance and draw attention to the small, perky chest, toned thighs, and tight ass as much as they do cover them. Ragged, dirty blonde hair has been cut in a rough shag, doing little to hide the russet furred cat ears extending atop her head. A matching tail flicks behind, and most of her body hair is the same color (she generally is quite furred, including around her sex, though this is flexible).Tawny has fighting on the brain, to the extent that she often comes off as dumber or slower than she actually is. She loves physical activity, twitching and moving at all times save for her relatively frequent maps. If you imagine what a particularly disinterested cat would look and act like as a humanoid, you'd come fairly close to Tawny. She is, however, fiercely loyal and suprisingly observant, for all her apparent disinterest in the world around her (outside of fighting and physical activity).
Fun Tidbits!
- Tawny was recently revised and is very different in personality, so there's some adjusting her.
- The highly physical Tawny doesn't get why most people and races make a big deal out of sex; it's not as interesting as fighting to her and just sort of seems to happen.
- Tawny was kicked out of her martial arts abbey because she kept fucking her training partners. While they didn't complain, there was debate about vows of chastity and it was proving increasingly hard to get students (particularly males) to focus when a catgirl kept kicking their asses and sometimes fucking them.
- In case it wasn't apparent, Tawny is probably the most physically dominant of my characters (which is something new I'm trying out). She loves physical activity and sees sex as an extension of this. Foreplay with her has to be highly physical, usually involving fighting or wrestling, and she's disinterested in having sex with anyone who can't keep up with her physically.
- Given how very fertile her species is, her desires not to get pregnant, and her own desires, Tawny usually goes for anal when she's initiating and not in Heat. It almost always takes talking to get her to switch, but she's not likely to fight it too much.
- Tawny suffers from a feline heat state. During this, she becomes even more active in seeking out sexual partners, often outright pouncing them.
"Ha!" Tawny crows in triumph as she pins the warrior down. Her claws extend around his hands, not quite digging in, but sort of pinning them in a way that should stop all the squirming and fancy stuff he keeps doing. Her body writhes in time to his squirming beneath, one knee coming up between his legs. Given that her thigh brushes against his crotch, there's something vaguely sexual about the motion and move, but that doesn't seem to immediately click in the feline's sharp emerald eyes. Her smirk is one of victory. "I win this one!" she insists, leaning down a bit more, thrusting her hips forward as she pins him down, "and you know it!"
Still perched atop him, she shifts, resting her tight, hard ass just above his crotch. She literally purrs, wriggling with delight. The motions cause the intricate folds of her martial arts gear to shift, offering an open view of her left breast, the nipple already a dark peak. That barely clothed ass presses down at his groin, at first obviously just establishing her victory. But Tawny feels something, tilting her head. The smile turns almost feral, showing more fangs, as she grinds her hips back. "Did you get excited too?" she all but purrs, rolling her hips. She can feel the hardening against her ass, making her let out a pleased little laugh. Her hands intercept his attempt to dislodge her or take action, and her head tilts as she studies him. "What's the big deal?" she outright asks, a hand lowering. The breezy pants already seemed to have openings, but now she's shifting them in ways that seem to provide access to her core. Already the heat from between her legs becomes apparent, likely spiking as she leans forward.
"I'm okay with it if you are," she says, shrugging, "it would be a fun cooldown," her hand lowers, working at his pants, digging around with obvious nonchalance. The purr belies her delight, even as her eyes remain more locked on him and her words continue: "I told you I had you beat! I liked the little twisty move you did a while back," she digs his cock out, nails not quite grazing it as she adjusts, giving it a few almost experimental pumps. "You kept up with me for a while there, and I think I'm going to bruise!" she shifts back, pointing toward where he'd landed that hit on her left side. That she's pointing about six inches down from her breast at an expanse of undulating, tanned flesh apparently doesn't click. Jerking hips do seem to draw her attention, as she can feel him moving. "Oh yeah, we're not going there,' she said, noting his aim. Her eyes lock with his, and it's hard to tell if the next words are a tease or a promise: "I only let winners in my pussy; you get it," she shrugs, but is already directing his cock not toward her already we hole, even though spots of arousal catch on the loose cotton robe and start to seep onto him. Instead she points the head at her ass. "This feels better anyway, promise," she says, before rocking her hips back, the tight ass opening around the head as her eyes clothes, another purr rumbling from within.
Still perched atop him, she shifts, resting her tight, hard ass just above his crotch. She literally purrs, wriggling with delight. The motions cause the intricate folds of her martial arts gear to shift, offering an open view of her left breast, the nipple already a dark peak. That barely clothed ass presses down at his groin, at first obviously just establishing her victory. But Tawny feels something, tilting her head. The smile turns almost feral, showing more fangs, as she grinds her hips back. "Did you get excited too?" she all but purrs, rolling her hips. She can feel the hardening against her ass, making her let out a pleased little laugh. Her hands intercept his attempt to dislodge her or take action, and her head tilts as she studies him. "What's the big deal?" she outright asks, a hand lowering. The breezy pants already seemed to have openings, but now she's shifting them in ways that seem to provide access to her core. Already the heat from between her legs becomes apparent, likely spiking as she leans forward.
"I'm okay with it if you are," she says, shrugging, "it would be a fun cooldown," her hand lowers, working at his pants, digging around with obvious nonchalance. The purr belies her delight, even as her eyes remain more locked on him and her words continue: "I told you I had you beat! I liked the little twisty move you did a while back," she digs his cock out, nails not quite grazing it as she adjusts, giving it a few almost experimental pumps. "You kept up with me for a while there, and I think I'm going to bruise!" she shifts back, pointing toward where he'd landed that hit on her left side. That she's pointing about six inches down from her breast at an expanse of undulating, tanned flesh apparently doesn't click. Jerking hips do seem to draw her attention, as she can feel him moving. "Oh yeah, we're not going there,' she said, noting his aim. Her eyes lock with his, and it's hard to tell if the next words are a tease or a promise: "I only let winners in my pussy; you get it," she shrugs, but is already directing his cock not toward her already we hole, even though spots of arousal catch on the loose cotton robe and start to seep onto him. Instead she points the head at her ass. "This feels better anyway, promise," she says, before rocking her hips back, the tight ass opening around the head as her eyes clothes, another purr rumbling from within.
Bexia of the Big Cave tribe the goblin wizard
Picture a punk rock shortstack who made her wizard outfit out of what she found at Hot Topic and thirft shops. That means a loose set of crimson robes with the sleeves torn out, an outrageous vest, skintight leather pants, and more arcane baubles, jewels, even some piercings (specifically several along two sets of wide, almost bat-like ears, a tongue piercing, a loop in the nose, and one in the navel). Jet black hair with dyed blood red streaks is usually twisted up into something of a bun, with jagged bangs falling about. Bex looks way more intelligent than the average goblin, but still has those wide bat-like ears, green freckled skin, and big, heterochromatic eyes: one amber yellow, the other red. She does look like a wizard, complete with spellbook, but very much the whole punk-rock, rockabilly sort.In fact, Bex is almost scarily smart. She'd been an obvious genius of her tribe, stealing a spellbook and literally learning to read by looking through the arcane readings. She's usually thinking several steps ahead, whether that be in magic, adventure, or even a simple conversation. Her quick tongue gets her into almost as much trouble as the whole goblin ancestry: being from a race that average 3 feet for adults and known for having personalities so apparent that "goblin-mode' is a thing probably doesn't help. And yes, in many ways Bex embodies goblin mode, though in this almost bitingly, self-aware way. Doesn't stop her from having some tendencies though.
Fun Tidbits!
- Bex is the leader of the Renegades! This is partly because nobody else wants the job, but she's also wicked smart and shockingly charismatic. Plus the whole thing was her idea.
- (She's also the big sister of the group, though if called on it, she would openly deny this fact)
- Bex is smarter than you and will likely go out of her way to prove it.
- Bex's attitude toward sex is moderately casual, seeing it more generally transactional. Goblins are literally horny by nature, though she prefers to take a more liberated, intelligent approach to it.
- Bex loves oral. It's partly the control, and partly that sexual fluids taste really good to goblins (they're horny, messy little creatures, after all).
- Except whenever an orc or hobgoblin shows up. Bex isn't sure if it's goblin genetics or a literal curse, but she goes full "goblin mode" around them. This usually involves being very sexually forward, going even sloppier than normal, and her pupils shifting to pink hearts.
- Bex tries to play it cool, but her thoughts and desires still run pretty damn goblin, is what we're saying.
- Around most races and people, Bex is more sexually dominant, bordering on indifferent to sex; around goblins, she'll do just about anything so long as it gets them to fuck her senseless.
"Hey, it's fine," purrs Bex as her hand wraps around the cock in front of her. Her head shifts, her lips coming to kiss the side. "You're horny and you like little green creatures with boobs," she teases, noisily kissing. She presses the cock to her lips as she drags her mouth slowly upward, tongue flattening out, somehow managing not to smear a bit of the dark red lipstick. She ends by wetly slurping around the head, swirling her too long, too pointed tongue for a bit. "It's cool," she reassures him, giving her cock a squeeze. She reaches a hand up to slice back some hair that fell from the sloppy bun above, the ragged strands threatening to fall into her eyes. "We're at blowjob height, right?" she asks, before wrapping her lips around his cock. She runs along the side, this time purposefully smearing a bit of her lipstick.
"Ooops, got a bit there,' she breathes, wiggling fingers, a light spell breathing air to clean it up. She tilts her head, blowing on the cock, making sure it was in order and nodding. She looks up at him with a knowing smirk. "It's fine," she insists, giving his dick a few more strokes. "It's what we're here for. Plus if I didn't want to do this, I'd literally use magic to light your balls on fire," she demonstrates by holding out a hand, wiggling fingers to create flames. She lets that drift just a little close to the genital in hand, squeezing him if he tries to move, but she doesn't get close enough to hurt. "Don't worry," she promises, "I don't do that to good boys," she runs her tongue along the side, before moving down. Her lips purse to kiss the base of his cock, while her slightly too long tongue slides out. She runs it against the underside of his balls, before dragging it upward, flicking it.
"Few ground rules," she tells him, moving to stroke. She points toward her large ears, "These are ears; not fuck handles. If you tug on them, it's going to fucking hurt, and I'll return the favor," she gives another kiss to the head, before raising her head. Those mismatched eyes look up while she lolls her tongue out, letting a strand of drool collect, before being swept up. "No purposefully trying to fuck my head,' she tells him while she moves her delicate, fine fingers to swirl around his cock. "I'm smaller than you, and I'm a wizard. Nice as you are, I'm not going to let you fuck up my throat." She gives his cock another kiss, stroking it. "Oh, and in case you were thinking I need to talk to cast..." she wraps her lips around his cock again, sinking a little over an inch down. The hand extends, and while it takes a bit, the flames appear. Fine brows raise as she looks up, maintaining flame as she pulls out. When her lips part his cock, there's a loud smack, and she sets back, not touching him at all.
"If we have a deal, we can keep going. You taste pretty good and I'm bored," she says, adding a shrug. "If not, I'll just find someone else." she shrugs, but looks up at him expectantly, every inch of her tiny goblin body saying it was definitely true.
"Ooops, got a bit there,' she breathes, wiggling fingers, a light spell breathing air to clean it up. She tilts her head, blowing on the cock, making sure it was in order and nodding. She looks up at him with a knowing smirk. "It's fine," she insists, giving his dick a few more strokes. "It's what we're here for. Plus if I didn't want to do this, I'd literally use magic to light your balls on fire," she demonstrates by holding out a hand, wiggling fingers to create flames. She lets that drift just a little close to the genital in hand, squeezing him if he tries to move, but she doesn't get close enough to hurt. "Don't worry," she promises, "I don't do that to good boys," she runs her tongue along the side, before moving down. Her lips purse to kiss the base of his cock, while her slightly too long tongue slides out. She runs it against the underside of his balls, before dragging it upward, flicking it.
"Few ground rules," she tells him, moving to stroke. She points toward her large ears, "These are ears; not fuck handles. If you tug on them, it's going to fucking hurt, and I'll return the favor," she gives another kiss to the head, before raising her head. Those mismatched eyes look up while she lolls her tongue out, letting a strand of drool collect, before being swept up. "No purposefully trying to fuck my head,' she tells him while she moves her delicate, fine fingers to swirl around his cock. "I'm smaller than you, and I'm a wizard. Nice as you are, I'm not going to let you fuck up my throat." She gives his cock another kiss, stroking it. "Oh, and in case you were thinking I need to talk to cast..." she wraps her lips around his cock again, sinking a little over an inch down. The hand extends, and while it takes a bit, the flames appear. Fine brows raise as she looks up, maintaining flame as she pulls out. When her lips part his cock, there's a loud smack, and she sets back, not touching him at all.
"If we have a deal, we can keep going. You taste pretty good and I'm bored," she says, adding a shrug. "If not, I'll just find someone else." she shrugs, but looks up at him expectantly, every inch of her tiny goblin body saying it was definitely true.
"You gotta let me gobble ya!" Bex insists. Inwardly she winces, hearing the goblin accent sliding into her voice like a bad habit. Outwardly her eager hands are fumbling with his breeches. Eyes already beginning to shimmer with pink hearts look up. "I can tell you gotta big one," she insists, leaning forward. She outright sniffs his crotch, letting out a coo. Those big ears wiggle as she places her pretty face alongside it. Intelligence melts as she looks up at him, her face pressed so very close to the thick green bulge she can feel. "Sooooo big," she whines, her voice going incredibly high pitched, sounding like every prostitute mimicking goblins across the land.
When his hands stop hers, Bex can't help but whine, feeling an inner wince again. "I wanna suck your cock!" she states bluntly, looking up at him, practically pouting. "It smells super good," her tongue lolls out, bits of spittle already sticking to her mouth. She lolls it almost flat, bits of drool starting to gather. Inwardly she screams at the behavior, knows she'll regret it later, possibly as soon as the morning. When she lunges though, Bex is almost manic, eyes alight, a very goblin giggle leaving her. She remembers the whole magic thing, and wiggled fingers zap loose fastenings and buttons. Her face is just in position for the meaty cock to thwap against it, which makes her eyes cross and her tongue loll again.
Another wordless noise of delight leaves the little goblin, her body squirming. No thoughts form, her brilliant mind, so usually filled with arcane thoughts or at least witty quips, empties and lets itself be overrun by cock and instinct. The raw, earthy scent of orc masculinity washes over Bex. It makes her shiver, and she can feel the moisture between her legs. "Wet" feels like an understatement, as her body tells her this cock would be perfect for filling her snug goblin pussy. She turns her head, greedily licking the cock, before noisily sucking. The ears wiggle again she delight bubbles forth, the goblin female working the cock as if she'd earned her "wizard" title for handling this wand instead of the traditional. She drags her mouth all the way to the tip, both hands coming up to grab it now.
"Gotta taste!" she insists, jerking, looking up at him, hearts fully alight in those sharp eyes. "Gimme cum!" she lets out the loudest, nosiest, wettest slurp as she descends, cheeks caving somewhat, desperate to inhale thick green cock before she can possibly be stopped.
When his hands stop hers, Bex can't help but whine, feeling an inner wince again. "I wanna suck your cock!" she states bluntly, looking up at him, practically pouting. "It smells super good," her tongue lolls out, bits of spittle already sticking to her mouth. She lolls it almost flat, bits of drool starting to gather. Inwardly she screams at the behavior, knows she'll regret it later, possibly as soon as the morning. When she lunges though, Bex is almost manic, eyes alight, a very goblin giggle leaving her. She remembers the whole magic thing, and wiggled fingers zap loose fastenings and buttons. Her face is just in position for the meaty cock to thwap against it, which makes her eyes cross and her tongue loll again.
Another wordless noise of delight leaves the little goblin, her body squirming. No thoughts form, her brilliant mind, so usually filled with arcane thoughts or at least witty quips, empties and lets itself be overrun by cock and instinct. The raw, earthy scent of orc masculinity washes over Bex. It makes her shiver, and she can feel the moisture between her legs. "Wet" feels like an understatement, as her body tells her this cock would be perfect for filling her snug goblin pussy. She turns her head, greedily licking the cock, before noisily sucking. The ears wiggle again she delight bubbles forth, the goblin female working the cock as if she'd earned her "wizard" title for handling this wand instead of the traditional. She drags her mouth all the way to the tip, both hands coming up to grab it now.
"Gotta taste!" she insists, jerking, looking up at him, hearts fully alight in those sharp eyes. "Gimme cum!" she lets out the loudest, nosiest, wettest slurp as she descends, cheeks caving somewhat, desperate to inhale thick green cock before she can possibly be stopped.
Niallel Dawnchilde the high elf cleric
If an ancient elfish priestess stepped out of legend and song, she would struggle to look as demurely feminine and perfectly elfish as Niallel Dawnchilde. Silvery hair flows like liquid moonlight down her body, possibly pooling around her feet, were it not so frequently wrapped in a stylish French braid or elaborate hairstyle. Her petite elfish frame matches that of a delicate dancers, looking too delicate to be allowed to exist in this world. Her eyes are wide pools of deep violet, alert and striking. Delicate, unadorned ears show the usual elfish sharpness, as does most of the rest of her body. She strikes the fine balance between delicate femininity and unearthly androgyny that elves truly value in beauty. This is only enhanced by fashionable clothing that veers toward aggressively feminine. Most commonly she wears the light robes inlaid with silvery starlight. The glittering quarter moon, symbol of the elfish deity of love and fertility, adorns her robes, and a matching silvery tattoo adorns her hip.Nia, as she's most often called, is delicately feminine and demure. She's naturally submissive, wanting nothing so much as to help and serve the world around her. Her two main devotions are embracing femininity in garb and attitude and serving her goddess to spread love and light throughout the world. She's almost painfully shy, approaching others only when she feels she needs to offer aid, or when encouraged by others. She expresses love in all things.
As she was born biologically male, Nia does possess a penis. Like, her, it's relatively delicate, almost cute, and she has a strong tendency toward decorating it with various ribbons and lace, feminizing it further. She's fairly comfortable with her body, but has considered magical means of fully transitioning.
Fun Tidbits!
- To emphasize: Nia is transgender! Most elves actually choose their gender as they come of age, and while they most frequently choose that which matches their biological sex, there's usually no pressure. Nia chose female and her people honored that (helped that her goddess shone on her at the exact moment of her choosing, filling her with divine light).
- Nia is by far the nicest of the Renegades, and it's not like any of them are bad people.
- Nia is painfully shy, only approaching strangers if she finds them highly appealing, which usually involves cute clothes, pretty hair, or a big masculine figure who can protect her.
- Nia is technically the oldest, being in her mid hundreds, but is a young adult by elf standards (equivalent to someone in their early twenties)
- To say Nia is a "girly girl" is an understatement: she loves pretty dresses, cute things, and playing with her hair.
- She's also the most blatantly submissive of the females. She will almost never initiate sex unless she thinks it's because someone else wants it.
- Kink wise, she's big into self-denial, actively taking pleasure from denying herself orgasms and ruining them (and yes, this is often cyclical).
Despite all her efforts, Nia can't help but let out a soft, breathy gasp as she feels the hand hover near her member. as always, the attention drawn to it makes her flush that same light pink, wanting to move her curtain of hair to hide her face. Her hand lowers to try to intercept, but she doesn't have it in her to really stop him. Even if Nia could, she probably wouldn't, since this is clearly what he wants, and she wants nothing so much as to do whatever he wished. Sometimes people didn't get that, but she loved surrendering choice and decision up to someone else. The safety of that let her relax, enjoying things all the more.
However, her stupid, silly little dick sometimes got in the way. There was a reason she wrapped the silken ribbons about it in so intricately. Yes, it made it look more delicate and feminine, which she always wanted. If Nia could be or make anything cute, particularly as it applied to her, she would. But she'd also found that the stupid little thing would go off on its own, usually spurting far too early. She'd barely begin servicing a partner with her mouth or, like this, be bent over and ready to take him inside her when she'd feel the blood rushing. It would harden, stiffen, and eventually spurt out her arousal in a quite obvious and embarrassing fashion. Hence wrapping and lashing it to keep it under control.
Plus, while she never wanted to admit it, Nia loved the denial and sensation. It often meant that she came in these delightful little shivers, leaking instead of bursting. Or that her pleasure came in odd little waves leaving a sensitivity that mixed pain into the pleasure in ways that contrasted well. So whenever she thought she might do... well, this, she readied herself. And given that she was a priestess of a love and fertility goddess, "this" happened fairly frequently. Yet she always had to warn partners, like now, as they reached. She twisted her head back, only to find his rough lips taking hers. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth, dueling hers, coaxing her into taking him in. Her eyelids fluttered as his kiss mixed softness and want in perfect measure, overwhelming her. Certainly she could still feel his hardness against her soft rear, his member aimed at her snug back hole. But it had subsumed for this liplock.
His hands move, and she gasps, her own handing, "I'll---if you do that, I'll release,' she informs him, looking back, almost pouting. She feels him shift, the wide head of him pressing against him. "It'll be quite... messy," she flushes. "Really, you should---n't" the last comes out as a near grunt as his rough fingers tease her member, running along it. she feels the arousal spurt, shame mixing as she pulses. The jerks turn into spasms as he fully unwinds, releasing her. She feels the tension of her rear giving way for his cock even as her member spasms its delight.
Another soft feminine cry leaves Nia as she climaxes in time with his entrance, loving every moment of the action.
However, her stupid, silly little dick sometimes got in the way. There was a reason she wrapped the silken ribbons about it in so intricately. Yes, it made it look more delicate and feminine, which she always wanted. If Nia could be or make anything cute, particularly as it applied to her, she would. But she'd also found that the stupid little thing would go off on its own, usually spurting far too early. She'd barely begin servicing a partner with her mouth or, like this, be bent over and ready to take him inside her when she'd feel the blood rushing. It would harden, stiffen, and eventually spurt out her arousal in a quite obvious and embarrassing fashion. Hence wrapping and lashing it to keep it under control.
Plus, while she never wanted to admit it, Nia loved the denial and sensation. It often meant that she came in these delightful little shivers, leaking instead of bursting. Or that her pleasure came in odd little waves leaving a sensitivity that mixed pain into the pleasure in ways that contrasted well. So whenever she thought she might do... well, this, she readied herself. And given that she was a priestess of a love and fertility goddess, "this" happened fairly frequently. Yet she always had to warn partners, like now, as they reached. She twisted her head back, only to find his rough lips taking hers. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth, dueling hers, coaxing her into taking him in. Her eyelids fluttered as his kiss mixed softness and want in perfect measure, overwhelming her. Certainly she could still feel his hardness against her soft rear, his member aimed at her snug back hole. But it had subsumed for this liplock.
His hands move, and she gasps, her own handing, "I'll---if you do that, I'll release,' she informs him, looking back, almost pouting. She feels him shift, the wide head of him pressing against him. "It'll be quite... messy," she flushes. "Really, you should---n't" the last comes out as a near grunt as his rough fingers tease her member, running along it. she feels the arousal spurt, shame mixing as she pulses. The jerks turn into spasms as he fully unwinds, releasing her. She feels the tension of her rear giving way for his cock even as her member spasms its delight.
Another soft feminine cry leaves Nia as she climaxes in time with his entrance, loving every moment of the action.
Nypinelle Rallathia Slyvanthrone the Third the wood elf gunslinger
Pine doesn't look like a wood elf princess; she looks like a bandit. A long leather coat covers most of her lean body, hiding a build that is a little less close combat fighter and more springy, wiry runner. There's usually a long rifle strapped to her back, if she's not outright using it, and at least a pair of six-shooters on either hip. Beneath the coat, she usually wears what amounts to a tank-top and tight leather pants, an outfit that is perhaps a tad anachronistic for the overall vibe here, and one that definitely draws attention. Her brown hair has a distinct wave and beauty to it that speaks to years of breeding and heritage, but the fact that the left side of it has been completely shaved off hints toward something else. A noticeable scar puckers white just beyond the temple, showing among the shorn hair. While most of her arms have the sort of coppery color of wood elves, there's some discoloration around her left hand that looks like what it is: a burn scar.Pine is what happens when you take the rebellious Disney princess, rebel teenager archetype, and a Western gunslinger and put them into a blender. Years of being properly trained as the heir apparent to the Slyvanthrone have left their mark on her, giving her a stiff refinement and speech that she can't quite shake. To say she's a gun-nut would be an understatement: she loves them, believing that they're cool, the future, and that the other elves just don't understand how amazing they are and how everyone should also like them. Away from her sheltered world, she's also desperate to prove that she totally understands everything around her.
Fun Tidbits!
- While all the Renegades are bi/pan because sex, Pine is probably the one leaning more toward females on the whole. Part of this is to rebel against elfish norms and the whole "the princess must marry" thing, and partly it's just because she thinks girls are hot.
- Pine will nerd and/or geek out if the subject turns to guns, cannons, or really firearms in any capacity. Bex is a nerd; Pine is a geek.
- Pine embodies "fake it till you make it" in almost every aspect.
- While she only has the one gunslinger outfit, she owns several dozen pairs of panties, one of the few remnants from her prissy, upper class backstory.
- Pine has an orcish tribal tattoo around her upper right arm; she thinks it's the freedom tattoo given to orcs who earn their way out of slavery, but it could also be something the tattooist made up when they saw an easy mark.
- Pine is 100% a virgin. A combination of being the princess of the realm and not realizing that elves really don't care if girls like other girls meant that she didn't really get any sexual experience. She kissed her handmaidens a lot, figuring at first that's what everyone did to get better at sex then just realizing she liked it better than kissing boys (who are usually "just okay").
- Pine is also submissive, but less in the super-obedient way Nia is and more in the "I don't know sex" kind of way. That and she loves the whole losing control thing.
- Pine crushes on most faeries, satyrs, and centaurs she meets. This is partly because she finds them attractive and partly because her parents told her growing up to beware of those races.
Okay, okay, this incredibly hot faerie with just the biggest eyes was now touching Pine. No, "touching" felt like an understatement. Touching was more what they'd been doing a few minutes ago, when their hands had been over one another and their mouths had been kissing. No, now delicate fingers were inside Pine's too snug pants, running up and down the fine elfish pantie and teasing her about it. "They're comfortable," Pine offers the usual excuse, hearing it ring even more hollow than usual in these circumstances. It probably doesn't help that she's dancing in place, feeling that heat that's been rising cresting more and more. Each pass of those fingers fans the flames hotter. Pine can feel her sex nearly melting, rewarding diligent work with arousal.
"Are... are you sure we should---" she stammers, only to be cut off by another kiss. Gods, can the faerie kiss. Her tongue moves perfectly, and her lips taste sweet, like flowers dipped in honey. Pine's eyes flutter before she can even really think about it, closing to let the sensation wash over her. Those fingers press against her core again, running the fine fabric against the delicate folds of her sex. She shivers as she feel them trailing upward, eventually finding the waistband. They tease, lightly dancing in a way that really can only be described as "faelike" before running down.
"Oh,' is what Pine manages, a hint of her elfish accent sliding through. She know she should probably be kissing back or touching her partner or something. But this all just feels good and she sort of wants to watch, see if she can pick up some tips. Yet even with her eyes locked on each movement, she doesn't see what happens until it hits her. Raw pleasure erupts in Pine with such ferocity and force that she almost thinks she orgasmed. it wrenches a loud gasp from her, barely smothered by the fae slapping her hand against Pine's mouth. That settles into a low moan as the sensations continue, the fae stroking, teasing Pine, asking about something. Her fingers pull away from Pine's mouth one at a time, letting her ask: "Clitoris?" she repeats, brow furrowing. "What's thaaaaaAAAHHHAT!" her body dances upward, following the hand as it teases her, drawing more and more pleasure out of her oh so willing body. She can feel it cresting, arching her up on her toes. Dimly she's aware she's supposed to be guarding or doing a mission or something, but it's sort of hard to think of anything besides whatever those fingers are doing.
Which is why Pine notices as the fae stops, asks her teasing question. Flushing, the elfish gunslinger looks up. "Ah, ahem," she licks her lips, "I would appreciate it if you did more of... that please," when asked to elaborate, she flushes darker: "Teasing my---my---" the word is supplied: "Clit." And as the fae obliges, Pine's world explodes.
"Are... are you sure we should---" she stammers, only to be cut off by another kiss. Gods, can the faerie kiss. Her tongue moves perfectly, and her lips taste sweet, like flowers dipped in honey. Pine's eyes flutter before she can even really think about it, closing to let the sensation wash over her. Those fingers press against her core again, running the fine fabric against the delicate folds of her sex. She shivers as she feel them trailing upward, eventually finding the waistband. They tease, lightly dancing in a way that really can only be described as "faelike" before running down.
"Oh,' is what Pine manages, a hint of her elfish accent sliding through. She know she should probably be kissing back or touching her partner or something. But this all just feels good and she sort of wants to watch, see if she can pick up some tips. Yet even with her eyes locked on each movement, she doesn't see what happens until it hits her. Raw pleasure erupts in Pine with such ferocity and force that she almost thinks she orgasmed. it wrenches a loud gasp from her, barely smothered by the fae slapping her hand against Pine's mouth. That settles into a low moan as the sensations continue, the fae stroking, teasing Pine, asking about something. Her fingers pull away from Pine's mouth one at a time, letting her ask: "Clitoris?" she repeats, brow furrowing. "What's thaaaaaAAAHHHAT!" her body dances upward, following the hand as it teases her, drawing more and more pleasure out of her oh so willing body. She can feel it cresting, arching her up on her toes. Dimly she's aware she's supposed to be guarding or doing a mission or something, but it's sort of hard to think of anything besides whatever those fingers are doing.
Which is why Pine notices as the fae stops, asks her teasing question. Flushing, the elfish gunslinger looks up. "Ah, ahem," she licks her lips, "I would appreciate it if you did more of... that please," when asked to elaborate, she flushes darker: "Teasing my---my---" the word is supplied: "Clit." And as the fae obliges, Pine's world explodes.
~Starters and Plot Kernels~
I'm just passing 7,500 words on this "short" request thread, and it's now 5:15, which means I think two and a half hours? Definitely feeling punch drunk. Probably doesn't help that I just wrote several hot sex scenes.
Anyway, when it comes to starters and ideas, I try to leave things open. We should be working together to hammer a plot. I've got a bit to start with, between the Renegades, the kinks, and these, and then you provide your bit and we hash it out from there. I probably don't need to explain how this works, but you did just read that bit about it being 5 in the morning or whatever, right?
- It's Dangerous to Go Alone, Take This! - it's dangerous in the world for females in general, and female adventurers in specific. Bandits, monsters, and all sorts of creatures not only want a female's coin, but often her body too. A confident female doesn't need to worry about that, but what if she sort of wants the thrill of it? She only has to pretend to surrender, or maybe hire someone to go along with it...
- Escort Mission - a particularly stubborn important figure requires guarding. Perhaps they're under threat, or maybe it's all for show. Regardless, a normal guard won't do, mostly because said figure refuses one. However, a pretty escort there to fool around with? That would be acceptable.
- The Adventurer's Lay - sometimes female adventurers get down on their luck, particularly when they're known for doing jobs for little to no coin. Fortunately for the Renegades, there's the Lay, which always promises a room for the night for adventurers. While they could of course pay, the whole point of this plot is that they can't or won't right now. Instead, they have two options: find someone at the Lay to hook up with, or agree to work as a prostitute for the Lay for the night. They do advertise "real adventurer girls" after all, and plenty of guys are willing to take a hard on her luck adventurer up on the offer.
- To Lure a Unicorn - unicorns are valuable for all kinds of reasons: horns, dust, possibly even their shit is magical. They're also supposed to be attracted to virgins. But what if the unicorns just happen to be horny in other ways? And what if they're willing to work with adventurers?
- Mind Fuckers - some sick, twisted individuals find mind flayers/illithids appealing. Something about tentacles, particularly when they can literally fuck with your head just appeals. In case it wasn't clear, Fate happens to be one of those. While I'll probably go along with literally any plot that involves them fucking a Renegades, my favorite involves a new kind of mind flayer. Instead of consuming brains and thoughts, they've realized they can subsist on the energy a female gives off when orgasming. While nations are willing to pretend this might be a thing, it needs testing. If only there was an all female group of adventurers.
- Dragon Playthings - dragons seem to have a thing for taking captive maidens. Oh sure, there's the old rumor about eating them, but that doesn't make a lot of sense with alternatives. What makes more sense is for dragons to be horny (read: I haven't slept yet so this makes perfect sense) and/or to like watching various adventurers fuck. This is clearly a well thought out plot.
- Monster Protection Laws - as a result of more and more creatures apparently being sentient enough to be included in modern, common society, a law goes out that creatures cannot be killed so long as they've proven themselves intelligent. It turns out that often the easiest way to do that is by attempting to seduce them. That can also result in them being laid low and dealt with in a non-lethal way.
- Magic Testing - doing live testing on various magical sex toys, potions, and spells is a bit tricky. If things are too intense or don't work out right, it could hurt the person doing the testing, particularly if it involves inserting things or doing other issues. The solution? Seek out female adventurers, particularly those with a knack for magic.
- Adventurous First Time - there's often stories of someone hiring a pretty girl to "make a man" out of someone, usually a sensitive noble's son or daughter. The problem is that it's often quite obvious when a professional is involved. But what if said professional was someone else who usually works for hire? Like, say, an adventurer down on her luck?
- Oh Hey, The Sheriff's Hot! - when the Renegade(s) enters town, it's usually a good idea to check out the local law. If nothing else, knowing who the town trusts is good and you may need their support. But what if said law happens to be insanely hot? Wouldn't it be worth doing something stupid and potentially sexual to get their attention?
- It's Easy Fucking Green - a new group of orcs appears to be quite civilized (spoilers: they probably have been for a while). They've been proposing peace talks and extending a hand. However, they can't just trust these rapacious green skinned devils. Best to hire an adventurer and/or adventuring party who definitely isn't just going to go in there and fuck them
- Calm Down the Sex Monster - magic users and/or scientists are often experimenting and doing weird shit. That can often mean creating abominations, war machines, and/or creatures designed to fuck. If one gets out of control, they obviously need to be stopped. But what if there was a way to do so without killing it? And yes, that way is by fucking it; you are paying attention.
- The Satyr's Romp - a fae, possibly a satyr, has a regular debaucherous party and they're in need of potential guards... who wouldn't mind participating in the goings on as well.
- Tavern Ambiance - it's well known that adventurers have a lot of coin, and a tendency to get into trouble. A new tavern opens up with this brilliant idea: being a hookup place for adventurers. They promise that you can find other beings at your level who are willing to spend time with you, and that for a flat fee, you can have fun. The issue is that when they open, all they're getting is a bunch of dudes (and possibly some big Amazonian women; orc mommies come to mind). Desperate, the tavern owner offers to "secretly" hire female adventurers to be dressing for the tavern. They don't have to sleep with the clientele, but it would be helpful and probably play more.
- The A to Z Bestiary - a researcher is offering an outrageous payment to anyone willing to help out with his monumental task: making a bestiary of the various monsters, with at least one monster matching each letter of the alphabet. What may not be realized is the reason the price is so high is because said researcher wants to see which ones will mate with humanoids, and to put out the best possible document charting the possibilities. If only there were fairly horny female adventurers about!
- Other, Similar Ideas! - on paper, I'm sort of against the usual "here's my group who you wanna fuck?" setup for this, but I've also found that can work pretty well. I'm also willing to work with and take in ideas that would involve Renegades in various combinations.
If you got this far... you probably scanned to the end, because this is a lot of writing. Too much, some may say. If not, you may have gotten through and went to see what I put here that's so important. Clearly it's important rambling that comes from the fact that it took me several hours to put this together in the middle of the night and I am almost certainly going to regret doing so in the morning.
More seriously, I love doing RPs with the Renegades in general and have put them through several iterations. This latest one is adding a few more tweaks, redesigning and combining characters, and is even my first thread where I'm outright stating that I'll write dominate female characters (this is where that whole floodgate scenario thing comes in; I'm convinced I'm going to wake up to find my inbox flooded with people asking me to write Tawny and/or Bex dominating their guys). Above all else, I want to write hot, erotic stories with interesting characters and something at least loosely resembling a plot.
Really, isn't that the ERP dream?
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