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TEST DRIVE MEME #29
Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.
It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only a second.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
.
Stand Your Ground The chill in the air is still hanging in there, biting into skin as the fog from God's divine punishment begins to fade, and with it, the twisted monsters and hallucinations that it brought in. Hallucinations stop (but may not be forgotten), injuries from tortures are healed (but again, may leave their imprint anyway), and everyone starts to slowly filter back into Penance proper. The animals are brought back to the stables and the spiders return to their nests they made within the hotel (and out, thanks to the kind sinners who helped relocate them!)
So do try not to worry if you see chihuahua sized spiders hanging around everywhere. They are quite docile! And a lot of sinners and demons seem to want to adopt the little guys as pets.
Lilith is still sporting injuries from the previous event, but she's dressed sharp and professional again, reassuring everyone that they did the best they could and it's time for a break while they wait for Lucifer's grand return to Hell. Something remains haunted in her eyes, however...
Ah, well, don't worry about it, new arrivals! It likely means nothing. Times have just been hard as of late.
Lucifer is still nowhere in sight, but Lilith announces it's time for a proper celebration as a reward for everyone's perseverance and aiding others lately. And look... it just happens to be close to that mortal holiday, Halloween!
Despite the husk of a community the fog revealed, Penance is once again decorated and vibrant in no time. Halloween decorations litter the streets and the hotel, as well as neighboring establishments. There are caramel apples being passed out freely throughout the hotel, as well as cider and other candies that inspire good moods.
Everyone seems very eager to just forget the last punishment ever even happened... sinners and demons alike. Whispers around the community show plainly that everyone is worried, hushed murmurs of God and big plans on the horizon making the rounds, but... best to not even pay attention to that. Especially any talk of Barbas possibly returning that are on the tongues of the demons who look worn out and exhausted at the mere thought. It's just simple paranoia, surely.
Now, instead get ready for the festivities!
Everyone will receive an invitation on their devices to go to the pumpkin patch within the community. It's hard to miss with its creepy scarecrows that seem to almost follow those who enter and the mischievous little demons that like to sneak up and try to smash all the pumpkins... there's also a new addition to it! A few concession stands just outside the patch, as well as what looks to be a corn maze.
Not just any corn maze either, but a spooky, haunted one that sinners will be encouraged to participate in, if they so choose! There are tons of props and costumes for all those willing to frighten their fellow sinners as they make the trek through the maze! Jump out and spook a friend or put on a performance that's truly spine-chilling!
Once inside, sinners will find themselves chased (good-naturedly) by demons and others dressed in over the top Halloween costumes ranging from creepy dolls to axe murderers to cartoonish Lucifers. For once, while creepy in parts, it really does feel like a traditional haunted attraction, done in good will for a bit of fun. No actual torture will be happening this time around!
Now, what's in the center of the maze? Well, a party of course. A Halloween bash awaits those who make it to the center of the maze that not only includes costumes, many versions of the song Monster Mash, but party drugs and alcohol galore... all with a Halloween twist. Drugs come wrapped up like little candies, and drinks are all candy flavored for the most part.
But that's not all! The succubi are out in full force, in skimpy mad scientist uniforms and test tube drinks they're handing out to all who would dare! These drinks, they'll warn, will cause some... interesting side-effects. These include:
It should also be noted that the succubi and incubi have also claimed a patch of the corn maze all their own. Venturing in, sinners will be hit with overwhelming aphrodisiacs that may include heat-like effects. More information can be found in the Follow Me Down prompt!
When it comes time for the party to wind down, guests will have to (perhaps drunkenly) navigate their way back to the pumpkin patch. It will be dark out by this point, an eerie mist in the air that hopefully won't bring back too many bad memories for some...
There won't be time to reminisce when the scarecrows seem to be quite alive and may move eerily closer every time a sinner's eyes stray away or even blink. Some may begin to downright chase sinners and demons alike right back to their homes. It's probably just a fun little Halloween prank, so don't worry about it! Like so many other odd things happening lately...
Those who aren't interested in braving a pumpkin patch or corn maze may instead opt to visit the local movie theatre for a horror movie marathon with what may contain familiar favorites as well as some very traumatizing cinema clearly meant for demonic kind. These may leave certain sinners with nightmares for a few days... or they may find them oddly enjoyable, if they're already beginning to show demonic traits. Whatever the case, at least there's limitless caramel corn on offer!
Additionally, at Helluva Cup, there's also a lot of baked treats being offered up in an expansive display... one that Bean, the hell rat is even dressed up for! Sporting a little bat costume for the festivities, he's placed as a centerpiece in the middle of the table of treats. Be careful of the very real biting that may happen for trying to take food the rat has deemed his! Also be careful, there will be consequences should anyone try to hurt the owner's beloved pet (and possible rewards for anyone who stands up for the little guy in the form of special drinks or a heartfelt thanks). It's probably for the best to just ignore the filthy rodent and steal food when you can... the treats do seem to inspire a good mood, so sinners may be encouraged to overindulge a little bit! Or a lot. They're so good, it's like they're addictive.
Helluva cup isn't responsible if anyone eats until they get sick, of course...
Reach Up High The local demons have a unique take on trick or treat this round! While they want to give their favorite mortal sinners something of a break, they all know full and well God has to be appeased and the wary get very few breaks!
So they will be selecting sinners at random and insisting they go from room to room knocking on doors. Their task? To offer to give a treat or give a hand. Don't worry! In this case, no actual hands will be given (unless you're into that sort of thing...), but they will have to help a fellow sinner or demon with a task of their choosing. This can range from something as mild as cleaning the toilet to finding a pet lost in the chaos of all that's happened lately, to cooking them a meal, it doesn't particularly matter! Your only limitations would be your imagination!
If the person at the door chooses a treat, sinners may have to get inventive about what they offer. Treats may come in the form of treating someone to unexpected entertainment or a talent you possess, or to just be exceptionally delightful. Of course, if a sinner wants to offer an item on their person or less... innocent treats, they are free to do so as well.
To deny anyone's offer means that the sinner has failed and a sin will not be taken from their list.
Follow Me Down WARNINGS: humiliation, public sex, a/b/o themes, potential dub-con
As mentioned, the incubi and succubi have carved out a little section of the corn maze all their own. Just off to the side of the main event, those who venture in will be treated to overwhelming aphrodisiacs hanging in the air like a very sweet perfume, more risque performances and costumes, and areas where plush cushions have been laid out for... other activities.
The succubi are still serving their drinks, but there are also decadent chocolates for the taking, as well as a chocolate fountain surrounded by fresh fruits for dipping.
There's been a makeshift stage made for an impromptu costume contest where sinners and demons can cheer for sexiest costume or encourage the removal of said outfit. There's also a helpful collection of risque costumes available for those who want to slip out of their boring old zombie or mummy look! You never know when that costume may start to influence your behavior at this sort of party, so you may want to adopt the least bitey costume there is...
Additionally, especially those who took the transformation potions, may begin to experience signs of heat or rut. They will begin to want to breed uncontrollably, and may adopt certain characteristics of either alpha or omega.
Alpha traits include enhanced aggression, the urge to claim or dominate those they want to breed with, uncontrollable sexual urges, and the ability to smell when someone close by is in heat. It may also include the ability to knot a partner, but not always. Omega traits include the need to be bred, increased body heat that may be uncomfortably intense, potential slickness as the body prepares for the experience, and the urge to present oneself to a suitable partner.Like alphas, omegas can smell a proper partner close by. The intense urge to be claimed or marked may also be present.
Both parties will experience reduced recovery time and increased stamina.
These urges will last until mating has been completed (it may take several rounds) or until the next morning, whichever comes first.
Those who aren't influenced by those urges will still find plenty of ways to have a fun time if they so choose, however! No need to fret. There's still drinking, dancing, and plenty of adult entertainment to be had.
[While pregnancy of the traditional kind isn't possible in Penance, there may be an upcoming opportunity to participate in a body horror and pregnancy-related twist coming up. As a current or future player, if you're interested in this, please include your name here with which role you participated in this prompt with, as well as your partner's name. Remember, omegas will be the ones experiencing the potential pregnancy, no matter their gender!]
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only a second.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
.
Stand Your Ground The chill in the air is still hanging in there, biting into skin as the fog from God's divine punishment begins to fade, and with it, the twisted monsters and hallucinations that it brought in. Hallucinations stop (but may not be forgotten), injuries from tortures are healed (but again, may leave their imprint anyway), and everyone starts to slowly filter back into Penance proper. The animals are brought back to the stables and the spiders return to their nests they made within the hotel (and out, thanks to the kind sinners who helped relocate them!)
So do try not to worry if you see chihuahua sized spiders hanging around everywhere. They are quite docile! And a lot of sinners and demons seem to want to adopt the little guys as pets.
Lilith is still sporting injuries from the previous event, but she's dressed sharp and professional again, reassuring everyone that they did the best they could and it's time for a break while they wait for Lucifer's grand return to Hell. Something remains haunted in her eyes, however...
Ah, well, don't worry about it, new arrivals! It likely means nothing. Times have just been hard as of late.
Lucifer is still nowhere in sight, but Lilith announces it's time for a proper celebration as a reward for everyone's perseverance and aiding others lately. And look... it just happens to be close to that mortal holiday, Halloween!
Despite the husk of a community the fog revealed, Penance is once again decorated and vibrant in no time. Halloween decorations litter the streets and the hotel, as well as neighboring establishments. There are caramel apples being passed out freely throughout the hotel, as well as cider and other candies that inspire good moods.
Everyone seems very eager to just forget the last punishment ever even happened... sinners and demons alike. Whispers around the community show plainly that everyone is worried, hushed murmurs of God and big plans on the horizon making the rounds, but... best to not even pay attention to that. Especially any talk of Barbas possibly returning that are on the tongues of the demons who look worn out and exhausted at the mere thought. It's just simple paranoia, surely.
Now, instead get ready for the festivities!
Everyone will receive an invitation on their devices to go to the pumpkin patch within the community. It's hard to miss with its creepy scarecrows that seem to almost follow those who enter and the mischievous little demons that like to sneak up and try to smash all the pumpkins... there's also a new addition to it! A few concession stands just outside the patch, as well as what looks to be a corn maze.
Not just any corn maze either, but a spooky, haunted one that sinners will be encouraged to participate in, if they so choose! There are tons of props and costumes for all those willing to frighten their fellow sinners as they make the trek through the maze! Jump out and spook a friend or put on a performance that's truly spine-chilling!
Once inside, sinners will find themselves chased (good-naturedly) by demons and others dressed in over the top Halloween costumes ranging from creepy dolls to axe murderers to cartoonish Lucifers. For once, while creepy in parts, it really does feel like a traditional haunted attraction, done in good will for a bit of fun. No actual torture will be happening this time around!
Now, what's in the center of the maze? Well, a party of course. A Halloween bash awaits those who make it to the center of the maze that not only includes costumes, many versions of the song Monster Mash, but party drugs and alcohol galore... all with a Halloween twist. Drugs come wrapped up like little candies, and drinks are all candy flavored for the most part.
But that's not all! The succubi are out in full force, in skimpy mad scientist uniforms and test tube drinks they're handing out to all who would dare! These drinks, they'll warn, will cause some... interesting side-effects. These include:
Red - may cause a surge of possessiveness towards people or items that may be unexpectedly strong. How dare they look at anyone else? Or what nerve, that guy touching what is obviously yours.All effects may last anywhere from a couple hours to a full day, so it's recommended that all sinners use caution when testing these out! Additionally, multiple drinks may be consumed for a double whammy of effects for the truly adventurous.
Blue - may cause a surge of courage and bravery, giving the sinner the nerve to do something they may not normally do.
Green - may make the drinker feel more truthful and unable to tell a lie. What an uncomfortable predicament to be in when someone asks if their costume flatters them or not...
Black - may cause physical transformations of the monstrous variety. Tentacles or demonic features, even animal features. Oh my!
Pink - may cause other physical transformations, which may include sex or age swapping.
Orange - may cause one to feel inferior or superior to those around them. They may be inclined to let others know just how good they are, or shrink away to hide while they deal with the deep shame of their existence.
It should also be noted that the succubi and incubi have also claimed a patch of the corn maze all their own. Venturing in, sinners will be hit with overwhelming aphrodisiacs that may include heat-like effects. More information can be found in the Follow Me Down prompt!
When it comes time for the party to wind down, guests will have to (perhaps drunkenly) navigate their way back to the pumpkin patch. It will be dark out by this point, an eerie mist in the air that hopefully won't bring back too many bad memories for some...
There won't be time to reminisce when the scarecrows seem to be quite alive and may move eerily closer every time a sinner's eyes stray away or even blink. Some may begin to downright chase sinners and demons alike right back to their homes. It's probably just a fun little Halloween prank, so don't worry about it! Like so many other odd things happening lately...
Those who aren't interested in braving a pumpkin patch or corn maze may instead opt to visit the local movie theatre for a horror movie marathon with what may contain familiar favorites as well as some very traumatizing cinema clearly meant for demonic kind. These may leave certain sinners with nightmares for a few days... or they may find them oddly enjoyable, if they're already beginning to show demonic traits. Whatever the case, at least there's limitless caramel corn on offer!
Additionally, at Helluva Cup, there's also a lot of baked treats being offered up in an expansive display... one that Bean, the hell rat is even dressed up for! Sporting a little bat costume for the festivities, he's placed as a centerpiece in the middle of the table of treats. Be careful of the very real biting that may happen for trying to take food the rat has deemed his! Also be careful, there will be consequences should anyone try to hurt the owner's beloved pet (and possible rewards for anyone who stands up for the little guy in the form of special drinks or a heartfelt thanks). It's probably for the best to just ignore the filthy rodent and steal food when you can... the treats do seem to inspire a good mood, so sinners may be encouraged to overindulge a little bit! Or a lot. They're so good, it's like they're addictive.
Helluva cup isn't responsible if anyone eats until they get sick, of course...
Reach Up High The local demons have a unique take on trick or treat this round! While they want to give their favorite mortal sinners something of a break, they all know full and well God has to be appeased and the wary get very few breaks!
So they will be selecting sinners at random and insisting they go from room to room knocking on doors. Their task? To offer to give a treat or give a hand. Don't worry! In this case, no actual hands will be given (unless you're into that sort of thing...), but they will have to help a fellow sinner or demon with a task of their choosing. This can range from something as mild as cleaning the toilet to finding a pet lost in the chaos of all that's happened lately, to cooking them a meal, it doesn't particularly matter! Your only limitations would be your imagination!
If the person at the door chooses a treat, sinners may have to get inventive about what they offer. Treats may come in the form of treating someone to unexpected entertainment or a talent you possess, or to just be exceptionally delightful. Of course, if a sinner wants to offer an item on their person or less... innocent treats, they are free to do so as well.
To deny anyone's offer means that the sinner has failed and a sin will not be taken from their list.
Follow Me Down WARNINGS: humiliation, public sex, a/b/o themes, potential dub-con
As mentioned, the incubi and succubi have carved out a little section of the corn maze all their own. Just off to the side of the main event, those who venture in will be treated to overwhelming aphrodisiacs hanging in the air like a very sweet perfume, more risque performances and costumes, and areas where plush cushions have been laid out for... other activities.
The succubi are still serving their drinks, but there are also decadent chocolates for the taking, as well as a chocolate fountain surrounded by fresh fruits for dipping.
There's been a makeshift stage made for an impromptu costume contest where sinners and demons can cheer for sexiest costume or encourage the removal of said outfit. There's also a helpful collection of risque costumes available for those who want to slip out of their boring old zombie or mummy look! You never know when that costume may start to influence your behavior at this sort of party, so you may want to adopt the least bitey costume there is...
Additionally, especially those who took the transformation potions, may begin to experience signs of heat or rut. They will begin to want to breed uncontrollably, and may adopt certain characteristics of either alpha or omega.
Alpha traits include enhanced aggression, the urge to claim or dominate those they want to breed with, uncontrollable sexual urges, and the ability to smell when someone close by is in heat. It may also include the ability to knot a partner, but not always. Omega traits include the need to be bred, increased body heat that may be uncomfortably intense, potential slickness as the body prepares for the experience, and the urge to present oneself to a suitable partner.Like alphas, omegas can smell a proper partner close by. The intense urge to be claimed or marked may also be present.
Both parties will experience reduced recovery time and increased stamina.
These urges will last until mating has been completed (it may take several rounds) or until the next morning, whichever comes first.
Those who aren't influenced by those urges will still find plenty of ways to have a fun time if they so choose, however! No need to fret. There's still drinking, dancing, and plenty of adult entertainment to be had.
[While pregnancy of the traditional kind isn't possible in Penance, there may be an upcoming opportunity to participate in a body horror and pregnancy-related twist coming up. As a current or future player, if you're interested in this, please include your name here with which role you participated in this prompt with, as well as your partner's name. Remember, omegas will be the ones experiencing the potential pregnancy, no matter their gender!]
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions.
And without further ado: Welcome to our new TDM for the November 1st app round! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in! This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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I doubt that my company was missed. It never has been before. Your visitors have kept you well occupied since I got here.
[Movement in his peripheral warns him of the approach of someone else. The man is even more blazed out of his mind than either of them. Too inebriated and impatient to consider the possible risks involved he tries to shove past Set. Maybe he is trying to reach Kaiba, maybe he is trying to simply get to the other side of the room. Either way he does not get far. With a sweep of a wing and the coiling of his tail around the man's leg Set sends him sprawling to the floor. A clawed foot placed on his back keeps him there as Set glowers down at him.]
Rude. We were talking.
[There is heat in his voice. Anger. He pins the man down for another full minute before releasing him and kicking him aside. No one else dares to get closer, at least for the moment. That matter taken care of he prowls a few steps away from the idiot and resumes the banter. His wings are not as tightly furled as they were previously, as if he means to establish some sort of barrier with them to deter other rivals.]
Are you sure that this is not a picnic? You have sampled the offerings of several different baskets. Were none of them appealing?
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he doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty about his current condition. he asked for it and he got it and he would continue to get it for as long as he saw fit, for as long as his stamina lasted. and at this rate, it would last all night and then some. all the better to distract himself from everything else, from his increasingly distant promises to return home.
he wonders if set still thinks about the life he left behind, his reign as pharaoh. about his ultimate fate, yet another corpse ravaged by the sands of time.
he doesn't cower before that show of teeth. he flashes his own, not quite a threat but a subtle communication of strength.]
So they have.
[kaiba watches with interest as set puts on an enticing display of dominance. the urge to mate and to be mated flares up; he finds himself leaning forward, stifling the desire to take the poor man's place. to be pinned down, to be humiliated for all to see. surely it wouldn't be so bad to be taken by such a beautiful creature, who wears his scales so well.
once he's through, kaiba meets those smoky eyes. and he eases back, tips his head, a signal that he was receptive to any advances.]
None as appealing as you.
[go on, set. shoot your shot. he's waiting.]
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He has thought about it more than he would like since escaping the fog. It is all the more reason for him to dive into the distractions given freely by their oh so gracious hosts here in Hell. It is difficult to mull over all of the different ways he could be stripped of his titles back home when his mind is hazy and full of other things.
Things like the not-quite mirror image of himself lounging on the pile of cushions in front him. Kaiba is such a confusing, aggravating thorn in his side in the worst ways, and there is no fondness between them. But that has little bearing on the here and now. Animal instinct cares not for the pettiness of human opinion, and with his head swimming in aphrodisiacs he is rather more inclined to follow those instincts.
The sharp spike in desire does not go unnoticed, the shift in scent drawing him closer. He moves with purpose though his gait is slow and unhurried. Lithe and graceful and powerful, a predator in his prime who is well aware of the effect his little show of dominance is having on his audience. He pauses and kneels at the edge of the pile, his wing claws easily supporting his weight as he brings them down to act like a second set of hands. His tail idly swishes behind him, slithering across the ground in an almost hypnotic way.]
You pick no fight with me today. Your hunger must run deep - you have not even used your favorite insult.
[There is amusement in tone that does not altogether reach his eyes as his claws rake lightly over the nearest pillow. The whole setup reeks of others, those unworthy cretins that have rolled around this nest before his arrival. How utterly repulsive. It makes him want to rip the whole thing apart. But doing so would not change the fact that Kaiba smells of them, too. He will have to do something about that...]
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but he doesn't lose himself to that self-loathing now. much like set, anything like rational thought has been tossed to the wayside in favor of satisfying a much more primal need. he's still not stupid, he's not about to let himself get tossed around like garbage or run over like roadkill, but he's receptive to advances and amenable to being put on his back.
though not quite yet. he leers at set as he approaches, assessing his worthiness as a mate. notably, however, he doesn't push him away.]
What? Shitty priest?
[he's not thinking clearly, but he doesn't have to. hard to forget something like that, which makes him scoff. he falls back on his elbows, gauging every piece of his partner, from the twitch of his brow to the swish of his tail. that scent probably gives him away, hints at his interest and intention, but leave it to a kaiba to act obstinate anyway.]
You're not any less shitty just because you grew some wings. So don't get off thinking you're special, Set.
[airily, imperiously, he adds:]
Just next in line.
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Yes, that is the one. You are capable of coming up with something far worse but that is the one you stick with.
[And present himself he does. Shifting his weight onto his hands he prowls into the pillow mound on all fours. The motion is slow and slightly exaggerated to give the best view of his impressive physique. Toned muscles flex beneath bronze skin and lapis colored scales, faint scars marring the smooth flesh and telling stories of battles won and lost in the distant past. For that is what Set is, a warrior, a fighter, sword and shield both. His body language is nonthreatening but bold just the same as he stops once more, sitting back and letting Seto judge the entirety of him.]
As if it would take so little to get me off.
[The chuckle that spills from his lips is warm and rich and very nearly sinful to the ears. He leans in, holding himself up with his hands braced on the cushions on either side of Seto's hips, tantalizingly close but carefully distanced so that no part of him brushes against the other. His wings unfurl in a deliberate way to block Kaiba from viewing the rest of the crowd.]
Next in line, hm? Seems I have already won the right to be the next basket you sample from.
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so it's a strange sort of experience, strange though not unwelcome. he has to suppress a shudder, their encounters in the fog still fresh on his mind; he's being hunted again, being stalked again, but this time he anticipates it. even enjoys it to some degree, the thrill of the hunt. set presents himself and he likes what he sees. he likes it a lot.
kaiba slides closer, close enough to touch, doing so with notable eagerness. he skims hands over scales, delicate fingers tracing firm outlines of muscle. he follows the path of the scars and the sharp angles of his face. and of course he admires his wings, his claws, that tail. he has his full attention now; the rest of the world doesn't even exist.]
You're beautiful.
[so, so beautiful. he can't even deny it. he's a dazzling creature in every conceivable way. anything like distaste or discomfort evaporates and his arrogance along with it. there's a subtle shift in his scent, a clear sign that he's ready for whatever may come. his hazy mind skips several steps ahead, visualizing himself buried beneath this man.]
You can take me. I'll allow it.
[a high honor indeed from his prickly descendant. now he just has to step up and earn it.]
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The almost affectionate gesture does not last long. Again he catches the scent of those that got here before him and he pulls away. He does not like the lingering stench. He does not like it at all. Lifting a hand he cups the side of Seto's face and draws him in to press a kiss to his lips. It is chaste and brief and likely not at all the sort of kiss the other wants right now. But it is all that he will get. At least until the present 'problem' is taken care of.]
In due time. First there is something I must confess to being curious about.
[With that he moves to the side and makes himself comfortable, resting on his back with his wings mindfully tucked in so that they do not smack the other occupant of the nest. His tail curls around another cushion so that it, too, is out of the way. A smirk playing at the corners of his mouth he trails his hand down his chest and abdomen in one drawn out motion meant to bring attention to what rests between his legs.]
I want to know just how skilled that wicked tongue and mouth of yours are. Come, show me what those miserable ingrates from earlier are raving about. I promise the reward will be worth it.
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but the particulars don't matter all that much. he just knows that he wants to fuck and that was doubly true for set so he doesn't dwell on it. he simply appreciates what he has been given and endeavors to make the most of it, however long it might last. he pouts a little when set pulls away, reaching for a horn to rub at the edges as he leans back.
for all his claims that set was some shitty priest, at the end of the day, he himself was no better than a child. a child who wasn't afraid to huff and puff to get his way.]
Isn't confession part of your job?
[he's teasing, of course. the priesthood was very different back in his day, nothing like its judeo-christian counterpart. not that he worships that god either.
kaiba hums as set makes his wishes clear. he doesn't take issue with it, not inherently, but he's also very much inclined to be difficult. he curls up close, chest to chest and mouth to mouth, brushing their lips together ever so slightly. and he smiles thinly at that so-called confession, very much amused by it. a smile that was practically his mirror image.]
I could do that. But I'm a businessman first and foremost, so I'll need some collateral upfront.
[which comes in the form of a deep, deep kiss, with one hand behind his head and the other anchored on his shoulder. if he's going to taste him, then he'll taste all of him.]
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Criminal confession, yes. Not whatever sort you are implying.
[That purr drops an octave when Seto chases after him, all but laying across his chest. Set wraps his arms around him with a moment's hesitation and curls one wing over his back before throwing a quick glance towards their audience. This is mine, he says without speaking, the possessiveness in the way he holds him obvious. It may only be for a short while but for now Kaiba is his, and he will fight anyone who tries to muscle in. Message sent he returns his attention to the man resting atop him just in time for that first brush of lips. He responds in kind. Isn't this so much better than their usual hissing and snarling?
Yes, yes it is. The purr shifts to a subtle growl, arms tightening around Seto as lust and annoyance war in some corner of his mind. The kiss is undeniably good and he is undeniably hungry for it. He wastes no time seizing control of it, only belatedly remembering that both of them have fangs when he tastes the hint of blood. But it is better than the taste of others that also lingers in Seto's mouth. A taste that he absolutely will not abide for a second longer. He is panting by the time he breaks the lip lock, sliding his arms and wing away to free Kaiba from his embrace.]
Consider it paid. Now, show me what has the peasants all aflutter.
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but he tries not to think about it too hard. partially because he'd rather not relate to him at all, but also because all roads led back to kisara, an absolutely taboo subject.
though fucking himself wasn't much better. it isn't lost upon him, that this was narcissism taken to a truly outrageous level. he just can't find the capacity to care, because god, that mouth tasted so good. they shared the same eyes, eyes he can't look away from. he hates himself as much as anyone ever could, but they really were a striking feature.
set tries to possess him and so he finds himself possessed. perhaps this was how everyone else felt, reduced to putty at the hands of seto kaiba.]
Peasants...
[that sounded ridiculous. was he always ridiculous? he tries not to think about that either.]
Well, whatever. A deal's a deal.
[he just hadn't promised to be quick about it. so he takes his time, sucking a shiny bruise over set's neck before working his way down. a very slow, very sure path down, as he teethes over skin and makes plenty of marks there too. set tasted good and continues to taste good. but he'll still have to wait. he has no intentions of rushing or being rushed.]
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But that is something to stew over another day. It is certainly the farthest thing from his mind, where there is only space for the here and now. His internal conflict has been pushed aside by something far more primitive and simple. Lust cares nothing for the trials and tribulations of human emotion and the demons that feed upon it have done their job well. Tonight, at least, Set will not be plagued by anything resembling self doubt or loathing.]
They must be, if you sent them away after a single round.
[The amusement is still audible in his voice even as it grows huskier. The feel of Kaiba's lips working at his neck elicits a pleased hum and he relaxes, sinking into the pillows at his back. Rather than be irritated or put off by his partner's audacity in marking his skin he is satisfied. It is no insult to bear the marks that proves his mate has chosen him and has a possessive streak of their own.
Smirk playing at his lips Set brings both hands to cup Kaiba's face. Not to push him down or otherwise hurry him, but to steal a moment to trace those elegant features that mimic his own so closely. Is this narcissism? Undoubtedly, but he does not care. His fingers soon drift into Seto's hair, curling through the strands before raking their way over to his horns. Content to let his mate control the pace of his descent Set familiarizes himself with them, trailing his fingers from base to tip in a slow caress. So much simpler than his own fire shaped crown but no less impressive.]
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he's not afraid. not even nervous, not exactly. but gentleness of it catches him off guard. how the man admires him, appreciates him, and it's an odd sort of feeling. it dysregulates him a bit, causes him to look up and assess set as well. he leans into his grip, the way he threads fingers through his hair. and naturally, he purrs when he skims over his horns, a notorious weak spot. he hasn't forgotten what set wants, they'll get to it, but for now... for now, he wants to feel a little less ugly. like something desirable.]
Have you heard the tale of Narcissus?
[probably not. kaiba relays it softly to set, between the kisses he peppers over skin.]
He was the son of a god and a nymph. He was so beautiful that his mother warned him never to look upon himself. But he did, and he fell in love with his reflection. He loved it so much he withered away to nothing because he knew he could never have it. He was reborn as a flower.
[kaiba stops again, meets those entrancing eyes again. beautiful didn't even begin to cover it. he might outpace even his beloved blue-eyes.]
You fell in love with a dragon, right? And then you became one yourself.
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They had spent a better part of a week practicing self destruction. Now, it is time for a little self care, sparked and fueled as it is by aphrodisiacs. Sooner rather than later the mood will pass and they will be consumed by lust again but there is nothing wrong with indulging in temporary softness.]
There is no danger of us turning to flowers.
[There is no love between them, that much has been made evident time and again. But unlike poor Narcissus they are not outside of each other's reach. Cradling his face once more Set pulls Kaiba up for a kiss and there is passion in it instead of hunger. Slow and deep and full of the recognition that they are two sides of the same lonely, damaged coin. An inescapable fact that he will never admit to out loud, a fact that they have been dancing around for months. Breaking away he pulls back enough to press a kiss to Seto's forehead.]
She has saved me twice already. Perhaps it is time I saved myself.
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Yeah, yeah... no need to get all mushy, Mr. Dragon. I got the picture.
[and as tempting as it may have been to drown in his mouth all day and all night, they had an agreement. kinda. sorta. either way, kaiba speeds things along and takes matters into his own hands... literally. that's a whole lot of cock and he can't say he's ever held one quite so barbed before. first time for everything in this place. not that it's unpleasant.
he thumbs over the ridges, the spikes, the rougher scales. considering how to proceed.]
That's going to be pretty rough going in. You know that, right?
[leaning down, he runs his tongue along the underside of his length. just once, maintaining eye contact.]
You gonna choke me, big boy? Something tells me you're not in the mood to play nice.
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Perhaps. My previous partners tonight did not seem to mind it much.
[His cock jumps and throbs in response to the touch of Seto's tongue, eager for the attention. Eager for more. Set allows himself a little sigh and watches him through half lidded eyes, draping his arms above his head. The message is clear: he is letting Kaiba continue to set the pace.]
Only as much as you want to be choked. I may not play nice but I am not a mindless brute.
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Be careful.
[and then kaiba dispenses with formalities, lowering his head to lap at the head of that barbed cock. it's dangerous but it's also fascinating and he handles the shaft with deft fingers, pumping up and down as he sucks in just a bit. just enough, probably, as his mouth was warm and wet and anything set could ever want from a mate, a partner.
but he paces himself and gauges set's reaction before he proceeds further, watching his expression for any tick or nuance.]
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[He has no need or desire to harm Kaiba. Enough of that had been done in the fog to last both their lifetimes and then some. No, the only thing Set has interest in right now is keeping him close, and the easiest way to do that is to keep him satisfied. So he does not push or hurry him along no matter how much his cock twitches and aches in Seto's hands. He had asked for this knowing how stubborn Kaiba could be and now he must be patient or risk losing this potential mate altogether.
And oh how his patience pays off. His eyes never leave Kaiba's face as he watches him lower his head to swipe his tongue across the tip of him. A low croon rewards that bit of delicious friction, Set making no effort to keep quiet. Why should he? He feels no shame in letting the observing crowd know how much he is enjoying himself. More to the point he wants Seto to know. The croon pitches into a satisfied keen when his partner takes him into his mouth, encasing him in wet heat that has him absently flexing his hands against the pillows near his head. His tail coils tighter around the cushion in its grasp.
But he keeps to his word. Though his hips shift a bit from side to side he does not buck or otherwise try to force himself further into his mouth. As much as he wants to bury himself deeper his desire to keep Seto is stronger. There will be time for that later if he behaves and lets his mate take the time he needs.]
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steadily, kaiba take in more of set. then a little bit more, then a little bit more, until he sinks his mouth about halfway down his shaft. it's not as unpleasant as he thought it would be; he can't say he's ever sucked a dragon off but he actually enjoys it. it's different, slightly nerve-wracking, but that dangerous edge serves as a surprising turn-on.
while he gives set a moment to adjust, his fingers continue to work along the curious ridges of his cock. he minds his own claws, minds their pressure so he doesn't accidentally nick him in a painful place. set was definitely in good hands, given his chosen profession. back home, he tinkered with tiny things all day, so he knows how to be precise.
he also knows how to bide his time. as he waits, the shape of set can be seen in his throat, bulging outward, while his hazy eyes regard set with keen interest.]
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He slowly, carefully, pushes up into a more seated position when Seto stops. Wings once again serving as extra arms to hold his weight he reaches down to skim his fingers over his partner's neck. Caressing the outline of himself, following the shape up to Seto's jawline and then following that to again trace the features of his face. So much like his own though perhaps a bit fine. He ends the touch by gently brushing Kaiba's hair behind his ears.]
Gorgeous.
[A single word spoken in a voice roughened by the strain of holding back. A genuine opinion, not an attempt at flattery or a comment about himself personally. No, this is something that he would have said even without the close resemblance. Kaiba can either believe it or deny it as he chooses.]
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at least not in this particular scenario. slow and steady wins the race, so like set, he stays still, stays composed. it's almost endearing, that purr which reminds him very much of a cat. or a pleased dragon, to be more specific. and he responds to that praise, as well, even if he doesn't quite believe gorgeous because he thinks himself so very, very ugly.
but set was definitely something like gorgeous, something like beautiful. he can't speak and he can't move, other than to stroke that scaly shaft. there's a soft grunt when he hits the back of his throat and he aims for it again, and again, and again. he tongues the underside of that cock, focused on his task to the point of ignoring everything else.
because no one else exists right now. right now, he's only looking at that beautiful reflection. no wonder narcissus fell in love with himself, once upon a time.]