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TEST DRIVE MEME #13
Arrival
You remember a dream.
Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.
It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.
"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."
The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.
And so you do.
Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.
After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, they'll have a massive headache at first.
They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.
Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. They may be pushy, they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.
Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, there's a demonic bartender who seems to know how to mix any drink you can imagine (and a few you can't). Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit. There's also a new addition of a karaoke machine.
Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.
Welcome to My Nightmare Familiar whispers are starting among the demons of Hell yet again! The big carnival is happening soon and it's going to be even bigger than before. Apparently the clowns are out, but special guests are in!
The names Bellas Mammon, and Verinne float around excitedly. Something about the angel is spat about with less enthusiasm from time to time. If the demons are pressed for additional information they'll just say that if the carnival guests are pleased, Hell is in for a grand expansion.
If asked how the carnival guests are to be pleased the demons will simply laugh and tell sinners not to worry. So, new denizen of Hell, guess what! Even with such little information to go on, you get to help the demons get everything ready for the upcoming event. Exciting!
Prompt I: We Built This City WARNINGS: mentions of violence and drugs
Within the gates of our lovely Penance community a large portion of the area is currently in the process of being cleared away. Demons will be grabbing unsuspecting sinners and dragging them into the process without a care of whether they want to help or not. Sinners will work clearing charred debris, constructing stands, cleaning up dilapidated buildings, stringing lights and other decorations, and more.
Curiously, the only things that seem to be off-limits are rides and games, just like the last time. Hands off, buddy. Those are a surprise.
Unfortunately for all the guests involved, it seems like the demons are very serious about their role as supervisor. Cracking the whip isn't just a figure of speech is what we’re saying. If they catch anyone slacking off they will be punished accordingly. A swift hit, a hard shove, a good lashing with the whip for those who are particularly naughty. They may even just crack it if they think a sinner isn't working as fast or as hard as they could.
Well, now you know how serious they're taking this. After all, there's so much work to be done and such little time.
That said, the demons aren't entirely heartless. Just before a sinner collapses from exhaustion or dehydration, they'll be allowed to go treat themselves to some sandwiches and water. There's also an energy drink available simply called Speed Bull.
Knowing Hell, the 'healthy vitamins and minerals' contained in it are probably just code for actual speed. Ah, well, at least it keeps you going. Might want to be careful though. Drinking too many will lead you to, well, die (again). Might not be permanent, but isn’t fun or productive!
Those sinners who are especially resistant or otherwise naughty while constructing booths and other carnival necessities will find themselves put on porta potty duty. Arguably the worst duty of all, and they just might find themselves compelled to do so even if they hate it.
Other areas the guests will be able to help with include the tunnel of love, pens for a petting zoo, and the fun house, but they may not want to gaze into the mirrors too long...
Prompt II: The Maze of Mirrors WARNINGS: mentions of mental health, addiction, violence, and sex
Those lucky enough to get a glimpse at the carnival’s fun house will notice an incomplete room full of mirrors. There’s no demons around cracking whips at the moment and there’s something about it that just feels like it’s calling to you. It’s clearly unfinished and they likely need some help, right? Might as well investigate.
If guests choose to enter this room, they will soon discover it's far larger than it seemed at first glance. Stranger yet, the room is a maze that seems to shift and change with every corner you turn. Didn’t you just enter from that direction? Well, looks like it’s a dead end now. Guess you’ll have to find another way out.
The longer someone stays trapped in this maze of mirrors the more they start to feel different. Sinners begin to change mentally and emotionally into their darkest nature. All the secret parts of themselves that they try to hide from everyone come rushing to the surface and this can also be actual secrets themselves!
Do you struggle with anger? Depression? Been holding yourself together by a thread for too long? Actually afraid of everything? Recovered addict? Jealous of that bitch Stacey? Itching to just murder someone? Maybe you’re a bit of a nymphomaniac or a compulsive liar. Perhaps you’ve been holding back on saying what’s really on your mind to some people or maybe you have a deep secret that’s itching to get out and you don’t care who hears it... like that one time you left someone to die, or when cheated on your significant other with their sibling.
Well good sinner, now feels like a great time to clear the air! Let people know who you really are. There might be someone else stuck in there with you who you can kill, or fuck, or yell all the things you’ve wanted to say to them (or just say in general) but haven’t. If not? Good thing there’s a network in Hell, and the reception seems to be excellent today.
This maddening desire to reveal secrets and become that which is often hidden grows stronger the longer a person remains in the maze of mirrors.
There are two ways someone can be brought back to their more normal selves: either by the acceptance and forgiveness from another person resulting in immediate relief, or by finally finding a way out. Although it may linger a few hours after exit until finally all returns to normal.
Something in the Air Tonight
Prompt I: Something In The Air WARNINGS: mentions of body horror transformations
After everyone's fun time spent in the mental asylum earlier in the month, it looks as though the monster business isn’t quite done and over with. Perhaps sinners missed taking care of a small scratch or maybe the taint has just spread some other way, but sinners (old and new alike) may find themselves beginning to change, physically.
It may start out simple enough. An ache or a pain that could be blamed on a long day of construction or sleeping on the lumpy, uncomfortable beds, but it will soon progress. Fingernails may fall out as fingers turn to claws, legs may start melting together until a sinner is left with something that looks decidedly snake-like. It may feel like one's body is attempting to tear itself apart only to leave them with slimy tentacles.
Eventually, affected sinners might start to even think differently. Whether their physical mutations are big or small, are specific to one animal or several, or are the variety of horrific unidentified monsters from someone’s worst nightmare, the affected may begin to lose their higher state of consciousness for something more primal and animalistic.
Don't worry, Lucifer will reassure you all that this is only a temporary state of being! They’re working on getting everyone back to normal as we speak, so in the meantime just… try to enjoy it. It’s not all that bad, is it?
Prompt II: They Did The Monster Smash (nsfw) WARNINGS: continued mentions of body horror
While under this transformation, some sinners may feel an innate desire for a night of debauchery. Whatever their monstrous state is, they find themselves wandering into the sex portion of the night club. While the mutations may be as small as claws and teeth, those experiencing it will also find themselves with an insatiable need to breed.
As the night goes on, people will find themselves more than just physically affected and begin displaying the following characteristics:
Alpha Traditionally strong and dominant types. They are protective and extremely jealous once they’ve found a mate.
It is not uncommon for Alpha’s to fight over their chosen Omega with other Alphas.
When next to an omega in heat, they may enter into a rut state where their main concern will be claiming and mating with their chosen partner.
Ruts will send alphas into an extreme frenzy and cause them to be very aggressive.
They will be overwhelmed with the desire to dominate and have sex.
When an Alpha is close to climax, their genitals will swell and knot or entrap their partner in order to further ensure breeding. This swelling locks two people together for up to thirty minutes. During this period, it is not possible to pull apart from one another and may result in several rounds of intercourse. Keep in mind, however, that the more sex you engage in the longer it will take for the swelling to ease.
Omega Traditionally submissive types who aim to please. They are physically inferior to alphas and have an innate urge to be claimed and possessed.
When in heat, omegas experience fevers that can be dangerous if allowed to rise. The only cure for this is an orgasm.
Heats may last up to three days. During this time period, omegas will be insatiable. So much so it might become painful the longer they don’t mate.
They will be drawn towards the strongest alpha. Omegas put off a scent that will attract mates, particularly during heat, that often encourages alphas to fight for the right to breed with them among other alphas.
Bites to the neck may calm a feisty omega, but keep in mind that this may also cause a mating bond with them.
Omega’s during heat often become extremely self-lubricated.
Both Alpha and Omega may experience intense lasting orgasms with excessive amounts of cum to further ensure breeding. If an Omega cannot find a suitable mate they will find themselves incapable of satiation. Nothing is enough until a mate is found and even then, heat might hit them again soon after climax.
There’s another category, the Beta. These are those who aren’t really affected either way. Some of these patrons are still experiencing physical mutations but don’t seem to have the same heat and desire to breed. Others might not even be physically changed at all.
This can make things a little bit awkward, though. Especially when even the succubi and incubi are affected along with other demonic staff and guests. They may be eagerly dragging people, staff and sinners alike, off for a rough breeding session.
Of course, because it’s a sex club there’s plenty of other things to do. As always, no guest is safe from the potential of being dragged on stage for a demo or two. There are plenty of rooms with various themes for your delight including all sorts of toys and fucking machines. Anything you could imagine, really!
More information on what to find in the sex club here.
IMPORTANT NOTE: The mods recognize that abo is considered a slur against aboriginal peoples in Australia. It is important to us that we recognize this and clarify that such a term outside of alpha/beta/omega context is harmful and uncool. Stay groovy, and have fun!
Wildcard Not looking for debauchery or looking for a different kind? That’s alright! The club itself has plenty of other options such as a separate side explicitly for dancing. Drink up, maybe do a few lines, and dance the night away. There’s also a spa, a pool, a library, and all sorts of other areas for your character to explore now that they’re in hell.
You can find more information on the various locations here
Misc. Hey, guys! Welcome to our new TDM for the June 1st app round! As always, feel free to jump right on in, potential appers and current members alike! This TDM counts as an additional game event, as well as game canon for those coming into the game. 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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Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.
It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.
"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."
The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.
And so you do.
Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.
After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, they'll have a massive headache at first.
They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.
Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. They may be pushy, they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.
Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, there's a demonic bartender who seems to know how to mix any drink you can imagine (and a few you can't). Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit. There's also a new addition of a karaoke machine.
Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.
Welcome to My Nightmare Familiar whispers are starting among the demons of Hell yet again! The big carnival is happening soon and it's going to be even bigger than before. Apparently the clowns are out, but special guests are in!
The names Bellas Mammon, and Verinne float around excitedly. Something about the angel is spat about with less enthusiasm from time to time. If the demons are pressed for additional information they'll just say that if the carnival guests are pleased, Hell is in for a grand expansion.
If asked how the carnival guests are to be pleased the demons will simply laugh and tell sinners not to worry. So, new denizen of Hell, guess what! Even with such little information to go on, you get to help the demons get everything ready for the upcoming event. Exciting!
Prompt I: We Built This City WARNINGS: mentions of violence and drugs
Within the gates of our lovely Penance community a large portion of the area is currently in the process of being cleared away. Demons will be grabbing unsuspecting sinners and dragging them into the process without a care of whether they want to help or not. Sinners will work clearing charred debris, constructing stands, cleaning up dilapidated buildings, stringing lights and other decorations, and more.
Curiously, the only things that seem to be off-limits are rides and games, just like the last time. Hands off, buddy. Those are a surprise.
Unfortunately for all the guests involved, it seems like the demons are very serious about their role as supervisor. Cracking the whip isn't just a figure of speech is what we’re saying. If they catch anyone slacking off they will be punished accordingly. A swift hit, a hard shove, a good lashing with the whip for those who are particularly naughty. They may even just crack it if they think a sinner isn't working as fast or as hard as they could.
Well, now you know how serious they're taking this. After all, there's so much work to be done and such little time.
That said, the demons aren't entirely heartless. Just before a sinner collapses from exhaustion or dehydration, they'll be allowed to go treat themselves to some sandwiches and water. There's also an energy drink available simply called Speed Bull.
Knowing Hell, the 'healthy vitamins and minerals' contained in it are probably just code for actual speed. Ah, well, at least it keeps you going. Might want to be careful though. Drinking too many will lead you to, well, die (again). Might not be permanent, but isn’t fun or productive!
Those sinners who are especially resistant or otherwise naughty while constructing booths and other carnival necessities will find themselves put on porta potty duty. Arguably the worst duty of all, and they just might find themselves compelled to do so even if they hate it.
Other areas the guests will be able to help with include the tunnel of love, pens for a petting zoo, and the fun house, but they may not want to gaze into the mirrors too long...
Prompt II: The Maze of Mirrors WARNINGS: mentions of mental health, addiction, violence, and sex
Those lucky enough to get a glimpse at the carnival’s fun house will notice an incomplete room full of mirrors. There’s no demons around cracking whips at the moment and there’s something about it that just feels like it’s calling to you. It’s clearly unfinished and they likely need some help, right? Might as well investigate.
If guests choose to enter this room, they will soon discover it's far larger than it seemed at first glance. Stranger yet, the room is a maze that seems to shift and change with every corner you turn. Didn’t you just enter from that direction? Well, looks like it’s a dead end now. Guess you’ll have to find another way out.
The longer someone stays trapped in this maze of mirrors the more they start to feel different. Sinners begin to change mentally and emotionally into their darkest nature. All the secret parts of themselves that they try to hide from everyone come rushing to the surface and this can also be actual secrets themselves!
Do you struggle with anger? Depression? Been holding yourself together by a thread for too long? Actually afraid of everything? Recovered addict? Jealous of that bitch Stacey? Itching to just murder someone? Maybe you’re a bit of a nymphomaniac or a compulsive liar. Perhaps you’ve been holding back on saying what’s really on your mind to some people or maybe you have a deep secret that’s itching to get out and you don’t care who hears it... like that one time you left someone to die, or when cheated on your significant other with their sibling.
Well good sinner, now feels like a great time to clear the air! Let people know who you really are. There might be someone else stuck in there with you who you can kill, or fuck, or yell all the things you’ve wanted to say to them (or just say in general) but haven’t. If not? Good thing there’s a network in Hell, and the reception seems to be excellent today.
This maddening desire to reveal secrets and become that which is often hidden grows stronger the longer a person remains in the maze of mirrors.
There are two ways someone can be brought back to their more normal selves: either by the acceptance and forgiveness from another person resulting in immediate relief, or by finally finding a way out. Although it may linger a few hours after exit until finally all returns to normal.
Something in the Air Tonight
Prompt I: Something In The Air WARNINGS: mentions of body horror transformations
After everyone's fun time spent in the mental asylum earlier in the month, it looks as though the monster business isn’t quite done and over with. Perhaps sinners missed taking care of a small scratch or maybe the taint has just spread some other way, but sinners (old and new alike) may find themselves beginning to change, physically.
It may start out simple enough. An ache or a pain that could be blamed on a long day of construction or sleeping on the lumpy, uncomfortable beds, but it will soon progress. Fingernails may fall out as fingers turn to claws, legs may start melting together until a sinner is left with something that looks decidedly snake-like. It may feel like one's body is attempting to tear itself apart only to leave them with slimy tentacles.
Eventually, affected sinners might start to even think differently. Whether their physical mutations are big or small, are specific to one animal or several, or are the variety of horrific unidentified monsters from someone’s worst nightmare, the affected may begin to lose their higher state of consciousness for something more primal and animalistic.
Don't worry, Lucifer will reassure you all that this is only a temporary state of being! They’re working on getting everyone back to normal as we speak, so in the meantime just… try to enjoy it. It’s not all that bad, is it?
Prompt II: They Did The Monster Smash (nsfw) WARNINGS: continued mentions of body horror
While under this transformation, some sinners may feel an innate desire for a night of debauchery. Whatever their monstrous state is, they find themselves wandering into the sex portion of the night club. While the mutations may be as small as claws and teeth, those experiencing it will also find themselves with an insatiable need to breed.
As the night goes on, people will find themselves more than just physically affected and begin displaying the following characteristics:
Alpha
When an Alpha is close to climax, their genitals will swell and knot or entrap their partner in order to further ensure breeding. This swelling locks two people together for up to thirty minutes. During this period, it is not possible to pull apart from one another and may result in several rounds of intercourse. Keep in mind, however, that the more sex you engage in the longer it will take for the swelling to ease.
Omega
Both Alpha and Omega may experience intense lasting orgasms with excessive amounts of cum to further ensure breeding. If an Omega cannot find a suitable mate they will find themselves incapable of satiation. Nothing is enough until a mate is found and even then, heat might hit them again soon after climax.
There’s another category, the Beta. These are those who aren’t really affected either way. Some of these patrons are still experiencing physical mutations but don’t seem to have the same heat and desire to breed. Others might not even be physically changed at all.
This can make things a little bit awkward, though. Especially when even the succubi and incubi are affected along with other demonic staff and guests. They may be eagerly dragging people, staff and sinners alike, off for a rough breeding session.
Of course, because it’s a sex club there’s plenty of other things to do. As always, no guest is safe from the potential of being dragged on stage for a demo or two. There are plenty of rooms with various themes for your delight including all sorts of toys and fucking machines. Anything you could imagine, really!
More information on what to find in the sex club here.
IMPORTANT NOTE: The mods recognize that abo is considered a slur against aboriginal peoples in Australia. It is important to us that we recognize this and clarify that such a term outside of alpha/beta/omega context is harmful and uncool. Stay groovy, and have fun!
Wildcard Not looking for debauchery or looking for a different kind? That’s alright! The club itself has plenty of other options such as a separate side explicitly for dancing. Drink up, maybe do a few lines, and dance the night away. There’s also a spa, a pool, a library, and all sorts of other areas for your character to explore now that they’re in hell.
You can find more information on the various locations here
Misc. Hey, guys! Welcome to our new TDM for the June 1st app round! As always, feel free to jump right on in, potential appers and current members alike! This TDM counts as an additional game event, as well as game canon for those coming into the game. 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.
Rules | Taken | Reserves | Applications
Network | Logs | OOC | Memes
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His hands go up, reaching for Garret's neck. His back hits the wall and he whimpers. He can't take it. It's so nice to be protected. To be wanted.
"Gracias. Gracias. I don't want them. Please. Will you touch me?" He asks in that softer voice. "Please."
His head is spinning with how fevered he feels. He's starting to ache inside. He hasn't been touched in this form for some time, but he's never been touched by someone he wants.
He hopes to high heaven that's going to change.
wtf i thought i tagged this like fucking weeks ago
"Since you asked so nicely," he rumbles in response, catching Héctor's lip in his sharp teeth. "But if we don't move now, I'm going to fuck you right here in front of everyone."
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"I'm not sure I'd stop you," He admits, in that soft and breathy voice. But there's enough sense left that she (he) reaches out to the side to gesture toward a room that way. Only that means letting go, pulling apart... no. With arms hooked, she lifts a leg high, trying to get it around his waist. It's awkwardly bent with the demonic changes and it prevents simply jumping up. Héctor says, "That way. Please."
Garrett will get the picture.
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"Right." Okay. Words. Words and thoughts and doing things other than getting his dick out. That's fine.
Hawke isn't 100% sure of how he gets to Héctor's room or whether any time passes at all before finding themselves there. The distraction probably has something to do with the way Garrett insisted on snaking his hand up Héctor's thigh the whole way there, holding Héctor flush against his body and nipping at her lip, sucking, gently dragging sharp fangs over it to try and make her shiver.
Now that they're alone, Garrett doesn't waste any time. Once they're in the bedroom Héctor indicates he immediately throws her down on the bed, yanks his shirt off, and descends on her like a wild thing- all growling and bared fangs, strong clawed hands ripping Héctor's shirt down the middle to expose her. There aren't even words, so urgent is his need.
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He's got every intention to give what he's got, but then the sweet warmth is gone and under him is the bed. He hits it, nearly bouncing off, but then Garrett's on him, free of that stupid shirt that did nothing wrong except be in the way of what he needs right now. A gasp slips as her own is torn open, showing her off to him. She's still wiry, too thin and too scarred and that's not changing, but now there are slight curves at her hips, small breasts on her exposed chest.
And she pays mind to none of it (a mind that's slowly losing grip on what makes him himself because he needs so badly) because she's reaching for Garrett to take him close, to scrape teeth and fang of the skin.
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Instead he's caught in a sheet of flames, barely able to breathe through the choking desire that's drowning out sense and reason and everything. Garrett goes with her grip, yes, he kisses her, yes, but he's animated now by the singular desire not just to fuck her but to have her, to possess her, to take her completely. This body is new to her, she barely knows it- few or none have touched her, learned her, put their mouths everywhere and made her feel good. The thought comes to him that he can have her in more ways than just rutting- that he can stake his claim on her body by showing her things she's barely felt.
He breaks the kiss after only a few heated seconds of furious ravaging and kisses down her neck, latching his mouth over her breast with the other in his hand, working the sensitive peaks with fangs and fingers. So sensitive, he'd thought he knew, but the first touch he'd felt as a woman had nearly knocked him off his feet. Garrett wants to make her feel that. He wants to give her pleasure that is entirely him, to own every moan and whimper.
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But none were good. They weren't like this, done with someone actually liked, done to make her feel good as her and not as a toy. It's a subtle difference but it's everything. And in this moment, she's already Garret's.
She'd thought little of her breasts. They were almost nothing. Not a very womanly woman, he'd thought. But now, now, now, there's heat and sensation, there's teeth and calloused fingers and she squirms and whines. As if because the heat down lower was being denied, she feels it spread through. Each part of her sings with demand, with plea.
"Please. Please.."
She doesn't know what exactly she's begging for. Simply to be touched everywhere possible like Garret's fantasizing, perhaps.
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As Garrett's mouth resumes its work, one hand slides down her stomach, almost heading for the place Héctor needs it most before Hawke remembers the claws still dragging lightly along Héctor's skin and detours to grip her thigh instead. Okay, so he can't touch her there with his hands. He pulls off Héctor's breast with a frustrated sound, looking at his own claws with annoyance.
"I suppose I'll just have to-"
Whatever he was murmuring dies in his throat, but he shows his intent immediately- by crawling up to Héctor, rolling them so he's lying on his back, and tugging on the backs of her thighs.
"Come up here," he beckons with a hungry smile. (Never mind the fangs, he'll work around those.) "If I can't touch you, I'll just have to taste you."
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But he's also quite good at the other part of this. She gasps softly as his hand moves down and she's not thinking as she arches into it, thrilled by the claws over her stomach before it even occurs how terrible an idea that is.
She looks confused, disappointed, then takes in the claws he holds up with her mouth forming a small, "Oh."
They're flipped. She feels dizzy, blinking, and she feels him grip her thighs and pull her close. She repeats herself, only this time, the oh comes out shuddering.
She moves forward at his demand, like it's to please him and not the other way around.
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A delicate process, this. It's not as finely controlled as traditional pussy eating, but he doesn't want to just dive, in, either.
Well, okay, he absolutely does want to dive in, but it's not the best technique. And Garrett is determined to show Héctor the best. So he drags his tongue over her slit, not even going past her outer lips yet, just as a tease. Probes his tongue between them gently, teasing at those slick folds within with slow, tantalizing motions.
He gives her his best, essentially, wanting things to be perfect- if anyone deserves wonderful experiences to drive out the bad, it's Héctor. His arms wrap strong around her thighs to lend her support, just in case she needs it when he finds that sensitive little nub and strokes the tip of his tongue over it.
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"Oh, oh, Dios-- oh--"
Her lashes flutter. Her hands grip Garrett's arms, holding tight, digging in out of a need to grip something while the rest of her body trembles. Her head rolls back whilst a series of moans, whines, and whimpers slip out.
It does feel good. It does feel perfect. She's been neglecting and neglected. Her hand goes down to tangle briefly in his hair, as though to thank him, before gripping his arms again.
"You're- oh god, ah-- amazing. Ah...!"
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He growls a little and picks up the pace, laving his tongue over her, tracing all different patterns, both slow and quick, until he finds something she seems to really like. Once Héctor gives him that reaction he's looking for he sticks with that, dragging his tongue down her sex until he's lapping at her entrance, fucking her with his tongue, face buried in her- for that extra stimulation, beard tickling, nose rubbing where she's so sensitive. He goes down on her like he was fucking born for it, encouraging her to ride him, to grind however she pleases. The possessive animal instincts come through in his muffled growls, in the claws digging into her skin when he tightens his grip on her thighs. The reminders he has to give himself not to let his fangs graze any part of her as he licks and strokes and sucks.
Maker be damned, she's beautiful. He wants to give her everything, wants to take everything, wants to hear her scream. Right now, he'll settle for moaning, for giving her as much pleasure as he can. Make her nice and ready to take him.
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"Yes. Yes, yes...!" She's torn whether to beg him, please, or to heartily say thank you. "I'm yours. I'm yours!"
She supposes that's a good enough compromise.
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As soon as she comes down, Garrett pushes her sideways onto the mattress, taking a moment to wipe his face on the sheet before descending on her with a lusty growl and furious hard-on. His claws bury in her hair, pulling tight to hold her just where he likes for a deep, hot, fanged kiss.
"How was that?" he growls against her lips. He's settled between her legs and given in to the urge to rut against her, cock sliding through her slick folds for a moment before he buries himself inside her to the hilt with a snarl. "Good?"
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She should be exhausted. Instead, feeling the hard length of him upon her heat, all too stimulated, she feels herself aching anew. He doesn't illustrate what he's planning to do this time, no slow teaching motions as just about every time before, he doesn't even give her time to speak. The quieter moan with his rutting turns into something loud. He fills her with just a snap of his hips.
"Yes, yes," She gasps. She reaches her arms around his neck.