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The Dept. Heaven Kink Meme!

-We Never Sleep Alone-


So it goes like this: you leave an anonymous comment on what you want to see – it can be as kinky or as vanilla as you wish, and then you fill it out anonymously. Gen and fluff can be requested for the more squeamish members, or those who just felt like something cute-and-not-carnal. There’s no limit to how innocent or how kinky you want it, people! Also, no wanking about how kinky/innocent something is. Maybe furry mpreg shouta with extra tentacles isn't your thing, but just live and let live.

!Make sure you put the series in front and mark for spoilers!

Like this: Riviera: Cierra/human!Rose; playful licking, cat ears

!There isn’t a limit on how much you can request – but if you can contribute, please do! It’s sad to see all those requests go empty.

!Masterlist of kink memes

!a list of kinks to get you started

!de-anoning for the brave and shameless!

GO ANON GO
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Date: 2009-05-28 04:10 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera: Ledah/Ein. Remember how unskilled Ein was in the beginning and how Ledah had to show the way? Well I imagine he’d be about the same in bed. So Ledah teaches Ein how to sex like a proper Grim Angel. Right from the manual. Bonus points for long, deadpan tutorial-grade explanations.

Tutorial, you say? I hope nobody runs out of TP.

Date: 2009-05-29 01:44 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
"Have you already forgotten how to change from Look Mode to Move Mode, Ein?"

Re: Tutorial, you say? I hope nobody runs out of TP.

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Date: 2009-05-28 04:11 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Rosary/Roswell. An AU wherein instead of duking it out for the Ankh, Rosary comes to “talk” it over. Bondage, punishment, perhaps even stripping, lapdance and orgasm denial to really make Roswell hot and bothered. Bonus points for sexual play involving one or both of the Ankhs.

Roswell has been a baaad boy and Mistress Rosary needs to punish him >;D

Date: 2009-05-28 04:13 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Roswell/any male; oral fixation, bananas.

Date: 2009-05-28 04:14 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Durant/Yggdra. Cute Hurt/comfort protector fluff. Sex not needed, but I wouldn't say no if it did happen. ♥

Date: 2009-05-28 04:15 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera: Cierra/human!Rose; playful licking, cat ears

Date: 2009-05-28 05:20 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Rose squirmed, both blushing and giggling as she tried to swat Cierra's hands away. "That tickles, you crazy--"

Giggling herself, Cierra reached through Rose's guard and kneaded those velvety black ears again. "But they're so cute, little Gateau!"

Her face redder than ever, Rose applied her elbows, shoving Cierra onto her back and rolling to trap the witch with her own body. "How many times do I have to say that it's Rose?!"

Cierra just stuck her tongue out, then brought Rose's face down to hers, tracing Rose's lips with the tip of her tongue before initiating a full-on kiss.

It took Rose a second to jolt back--the warmth and the electric charge had caught her off guard. She was still gasping, mouthing, unsure of what to say (what could she say--?) when Cierra let go of her face and a warm hand slipped under her panties, tracing, exploring. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and moaned, her tail lashing.

"Well, it's certainly like rose petals down here~"

Rose slapped the witch's hands away again. "Cierra!"

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Date: 2009-05-28 04:16 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Gulcasa/Nessiah as seen through Emelia's eyes. "My brother has a very special friend..."

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Date: 2009-06-02 05:23 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
My brother has a very special friend.

Emilia frowned and scrubbed harder at the grit on the bottom of the wok. It didn’t want to come off. The clank of pots in the sink was loud, as was the rush of the water. The bickering at the table behind her was a lot louder, though.

…Sadly, my brother also happens to be a total retard when it comes to these things.

Nessiah was over for dinner again. He was over at their place for most meals, actually—her brother would cook and she would scrub pots and he would eat. And then they’d argue, over the most idiotic of things. Emilia knew that the two of them had to see it. They had to be brick stupid not to see it. That, or blind—even though she was sure even a blind person would listen to them and just know.

She glanced over her shoulder. The two of them were sitting on the same side of the table, turned towards each other; Gulcasa had leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, smirking, and Nessiah was sitting rigidly straight, yelling at him.

Gulcasa was never anything like this with any of his other friends, and he was the only person who could ever get a rise out of Nessiah like this. They hung out all the time (honestly, Nessiah was always over mooching food from them), and went on not-a-dates by the dozen. They were so touchy with each other. All the patting and rearranging clothes and hugs and leaning—it was like they had a great big COUPLE sign in neon lights over their heads.

Or they would, if Gulcasa wasn’t such a total moron.

Nessiah had left by the time Emilia had all the dishes scrubbed clean and sitting in the drying rack. Gulcasa seemed to be trying to skulk off; Emilia pointed at the couch firmly, and he sat there with a bemused look on his face. As if he didn’t already know what she was going to say.

She sat down, folded her arms, and stared at her brother. Nonplussed, he stared back.

“So when are you two finally gonna start, y’know, officially going out?”

Gulcasa rolled his eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Emilia.”

“Come on, don’t BS me—you and Nessiah, duh. You’ve only been getting him to get all tsun-tsun on you for, what, the past year or so?” He stared at her blankly, and she threw her hands up. “C’mon, don’t you watch TV or play video games at all? Nessiah likes picking on people, but you get him all tsundere, you know, he’s all shy so he gets mad at you when you pick on him back and—”

“Are you seriously trying to shoehorn us into anime tropes?” Gulcasa asked, amused. Emilia blushed and made a face at him.

“Shut up, stupid, I know what I’m talking about! You don’t look at girls like you look at Nessiah. Or guys. Or anybody. You know you like him. And you know he likes you, stupid dummy.”

“He’s my best friend,” her brother told her patiently—too patiently, in Emilia’s opinion—and actually patted her hair. “I don’t have a crush on him. And he doesn’t have one on me. Maybe you need to lay off the shojo manga for a while.”

Emilia glowered and shoved his hand away. “You’re a big stupid idiot,” she retorted brilliantly, and marched off.

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Date: 2009-05-28 04:17 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Roswell/Rosary AU. In order to settle the age long rivalry between the houses, they marry. Cue married fights, doting on their children (and secretly turning them against each other) and bringing magic tomes to bed.

Date: 2009-05-28 04:19 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Milanor/Kylier as bratty and bickering childhood friends. "Where would you be if I wasn't there to save your ass, Milanor?"jnm

Date: 2009-05-28 04:56 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union. Gulcasa, other Imperial peeps, cracky: While roaming the intarwebs one fine day, Gulcasa comes upon the vast cache of rape!ecchi of his baby sister and is not pleased.

Rating: obviously no secks here, but if you want to go into detail about some of the images you may? Leaving that in Anon's hands. /shrug

Slight age-up to avoid squick

Date: 2009-05-28 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Gulcasa paused during his bored web surfing and looked over at the closed study door. His sisters might have all been home, but they thought he was studying; they weren't going to disrupt him, at least not without knocking.

In other words, there was absolutely nothing stopping him from looking up some of the good stuff. Seedy, by all means, but good stuff nonetheless. He opened another tab on his browser and, after a little searching, found a gallery with good reviews and started clicking through it.

Even the first picture in the sequence was pretty kinky stuff. It was only ecchi - tits allowed, but nothing explicit below the waist - but kinky. A rape scene by the look of it. The model was a redhead, too - Gulcasa didn't bother denying his preference for them, even if the cloud of hair obscured the model's face. He clicked over to the next image; this one showed a bit more, with part of her face visible through her hair. It looked awful familiar, actually...

No. It couldn't be. He flicked to the next image.

"WHAT the FUCK?!"

The next image showed the most yet - her dress was torn, strips of it used to make a gag and tie her wrists, leving her tits plainly visible in the position she was - bent over a table, skirt up, little lacy panties around her ankles, skin shining with sweat, and on her face was the faux-scared look guys seemed to find hot. Gulcasa had even found it attractive. Until he'd figured out the model was his own eighteen-year-old sister.

Despite having leapt to his feet, Gulcasa was still reeling too much to stop Aegina poking her head in.

"Are you okay in h-..." She spotted the screen. "Heh. A little kink too much for you?"

"L-Look at her!" Gulcasa stuttered.

"Surely you've seen..." Aegina trailed off. And stared. "Oh. My. GOD. Is that...?"

"A-huh," Gulcasa half-whimpered, trying to decide if he was horrified, dismayed, enraged, or whether it'd be easier to discard all three options and have a stroke already.

"Aegina, are you coming or not?" By the time Gulcasa thought to stop Luciana joining them it was already too late. "Geez, what are you two... Good fucking gods. Is that Emilia?"

"Yeah. Yeah, that's my sister pretending to get raped." It didn't sound any easeir to comprehend out loud, either.

"Is it just the one picture?" Luciana asked, hand hovering over the mouse as if it'd bite her.

"It's an entire fucking gallery! A thousand images! More than!" Gulcasa had made up his mind - he was pissed. "And there's half a million perverts checking this site out every damn day!"

"How and why is she even on here?" Aegina asked.

"I don't know, but you can bet I'm going to find out!"

Footsteps. The door getting pushed open a little further as Emilia walked in.

"What's with all the noise? I'm trying to do this study you all keep telling me to!" She asked with a pount. She looked around, taking in Aegina's horror, Luciana's shocked calm, Gulcasa looking royally pissed and ready to blow a vein...

And herself in all her glory on the computer screen.

"Emilia," Gulcasa said, dangeously level, "kindly explain why your tits are all over the internet?"

XD

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Date: 2009-05-28 04:58 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera. Everyone/Ein for great justice!!

...WHY WOULD YOU NOT MAKE THIS PORN ;^; Orgy plz anon.

Date: 2009-05-28 05:00 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union. Yggdra and your choice of Durant, Roswell, and Gulcasa: chivalry and chastity belts; "I'm not made of glass, you know."

Date: 2009-05-28 05:02 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera. Ein/Ledah; how far does Ein have to push to get a real pleasured expression on that familiar face?

Date: 2009-05-28 05:05 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union. Gulcasa/Nessiah; the five places Gulcasa can always touch to elicit a gasp, or a blush, or a shiver.

Date: 2009-05-30 01:09 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
For someone so spectacularly manipulative, someone who used to make a hobby out of manipulating entire nations across centuries of time, Nessiah could be quite predictable sometimes.

For one, whenever Gulcasa decided to run his fingertips up his spine, he always shivered. It had been a sore spot at first - wing scars and all - but nowadays, well... Gulcasa just got a half-hearted telling-off for doing it in public because it made him loose composure.

And, though he'd never say it, it also turned him on every single time. So really, Gulcasa decided he could endure a brief stuttered objection - especially since Nessiah looked so cute when turning bright pink and trying to deny what was going on under his robes.

And of course, doing that often meant Gulcasa would not be alone in his bedchambers at night. Not that he was complaining - after all, that wasn't the only trick he'd figured out.

This one he only did rarely, but that just resulted in the most dramtic effect - it seemed no matter how predatory Gulcasa acted while disrobing him, Nessiah never expected a straight-up assgrab. He would always blush furiously, more often than not he found himself beyond speech and making these endearing little squeaky noises as he tried to object.

The third little trick Gulcasa had figured out was probably the one he could be most relied on to perform, but that didn't mean Nessiah's reaction was any less worth it. By the time they'd both lost all their clothing, he'd almost always have Nessiah lying on the bed; soon after that, he'd have his hand around Nessiah's length, slowly stroking him. And that's when he'd plant a kiss just in the hollow of Nessiah's throat. It always got a little twitch, a strangled little gasp, Nessiah's hands fisting in his long hair. He seemed to like that little trick a lot - the few times Gulcasa had tried not to do it, he'd gotten the sense Nessiah was holding himself back until he did.

What happened next - a resuffling of positions, digging up the lube, preparation, any other little favours they decided to treat each other to - Gulcasa prefered to handle as it came, little surprises and unexpected reactions adding to the passion between them. But eventually, it would always lead to the moment where Gulcasa was poised to enter his lover.

At that point, there was a simple gesture he added - as he slowly pushed himself into Nessiah, he'd run a hand up his ribscage - slowly, gently, reassuringly, the same way he'd done the first night they'd managed to go all the way together. It had started off as a last annulment of the fear, Gulcasa's way of saying this is me; these days it signaled the end of foreplay, however loose the definition, and the combination of that touch and having Gulcasa inside him always elicted another pleasured shudder, usually accompanied by a hitched moan.

From that moment on, it was pure bliss; Gulcasa was eager, but careful, having long figured out where to place his boundries. Nessiah, to his credit, was more than happy to cooperate in ways that pleasured them both - lifting his hips , moving this way or that a little, even - usually with a blush - telling Gulcasa to have at him harder.

It wasn't long after such a bold request was made that Gulcasa would lean forward, allowing most of Nessiah's shaft to rub against his lower belly; it normally didn't take much of that for Nessiah to climax with that half-whimper, half-moan of his lover's name that told Gulcasa to take what he wanted. He'd be only too eager to by that stage, thrusting as hard as he dared until he broke, coming hard into Nessiah with an indistinct groan of pleasure.

And it was after that, as they lay in bed together just about to nod off, that Gulcasa never, ever failed to touch Nessiah in his fifth and most sensitive spot - his heart.

"I love you, Nessa."

OP

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Date: 2009-05-28 05:07 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Knights in the Nightmare. Arlier/Nordische/Pisce; this time the girls have gone a little... overboard arguing over him, and Nordische isn't sure whether he should be amused or afraid or turned on. (Sex not necessary, but if you can work it in somehow, OP will be amused.)

Date: 2009-05-28 05:10 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union. Gulcasa/Nessiah, Roswell/Yggdra (foursome); they say watching is the best way to learn--watching and being watched is a guilty pleasure.

Date: 2009-05-28 05:27 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera: Malice decides to have "fun" with the last of the arcs before finishing her off.

Warning: non-con

Date: 2009-05-29 03:23 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
That last Arc's scythe was torn from her grip and skidded off the battlements, landing two stories below and miles out of reach. Malice placed the blade of Skadi under her chin, lifting her face to where she could get a better look, and held it there.

Why rush? There was nobody in the godsforsaken castle to inturrupt them, and she hadn't had a chance to... indulge since beginning the Grim Angel trails. And the way the Arc had been yelling the entire fight, it would be fun to make she scream...

"Keep in mind, you can't use this," Milace warned as she put Skadi down beside the Arc. "And I can kill you just as easily without it."

"What the hell are you doing?" The Arc demanded.

"You look tense after all that fighting," Malice said matter-of-factly, a small smirk tugging at her lips. "I'm going to help you relax."

The Arc didn't seem to know what to make of that, and tried to scuttle backwards. Malice dived down and pinned her effortlessly.

"Now now, Arc, don't you want to relax?" she taunted.

"It's Serene!" The Arc insisted, struggling.

"Whatever," Malice said with a shrug. "Now, then..."

With a bit of a struggle, and deliberately rubbing her crotch over Serene's body as she repositioned herself, Malice managed to get herself straddling Serene's midsection, pinning both her hands with one of her own. She was still squirming and kicking, but she wasn't going to disloge her anytime soon. Malice allowed herself a grin.

"What are you doing-" Serene's statement was cut short by a surprised squeak as Malice started fondling her breasts.

"For the third time, I'm going to help you relax," Malice told her, still feeling her up. She was just as perky as her personality would suggest, really. "Tell me, has another girl ever gotten you off?"

She was so shocked she even stopped struggling for a moment before blushing furiously. "Why the hell should I tell you?!"

"I want to know if I'm the first," Malice said simply. "Girls are getter at better girls off. We know where all the sensitive places are." So saying, she lightly pinched Serene's nipple, noting with amusement that it was already erect. "Oh my. This is already turning you on, isn't it?"

"No it is not!" Serene roared, struggling anew. Malice occupied herself gently massaging Serene's breast until she calmed down.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I want to get a look at you." The black bodysuit that covered most of Serene's skin had a zipper down the back, but there was no way Malice could reach it without letting her go. And she couldn't trust the Arc not to do something stupid yet. Instead, she pulled a small knife from her clothes.

"What are-"

"I'm not going to damage you," Malice said. "Just don't move."

(Continued...)

Re: Warning: non-con (continued)

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Date: 2009-05-28 05:37 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Fia/Lina/Ein - Did she really not look when they undressed him? ♥

Date: 2009-05-28 05:44 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Serene/Cierra: A private trip to the hotsprings. Must involve Serene's wings somehow.

Date: 2009-05-28 05:53 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Lina showing Ein that, despite her looks, she's a woman and then some. Oral, but feel free to go for more. ♥

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Date: 2009-05-29 05:28 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Ein sits back on the bed, naked and awkward, watching as Lina takes her hair down. She is cute, she is pretty—and she barely comes up to his shoulders and has nearly no breasts. Watching her standing in front of him with her lacy pink panties loose around one ankle makes him feel like a dirty old man.

As if she knows what he’s thinking, she grins and taps his nose. “What’s that face for?”

“Uh… well, um…” There isn’t a right answer to that, is there? Gods, what is it with girls and their loaded questions? He’s blushing and his cock is pulsing and swollen and he can’t think of what he’s supposed to say to that.

“Hee, it’s okay. Lina knows what Lina’s doing.” She sweeps her long goldenrod hair out, closes her eyes, and kneels down on the carpet before him.

He opens his mouth to ask what she’s trying to do, but is stopped by the sexy little purr she makes as she half-opens her eyes and sort of bends her body in, her long pale legs nearly folding at this incredible angle. His belly knots up from looking at it. She reaches out and lightly wraps both hands around his shaft, leaning in as if she’s mesmerized.

“Ein’s is so…” she leans in further and breathes the word against the head “cute.”

His cheeks burn; he might have said something, but she drives all the thoughts from his skull when she brushes her lips and the tip of her tongue over his head. He moans, long and throaty, in a way he’s never thought himself capable; she plants a kiss over the slit with a loud smack and then her dainty pink lips are making an O around him, her tongue laving his burning skin. He grips the sheets hard with a choked groan so as not to grab (and pull) her hair, and then there’s no more sense in him.

Because he never thought that a girl like her would know how to—or be willing to—get on her knees and lick and kiss and suck like this. Her mouth is too small for her to take much of him into it, so with her left hand she rubs his shaft, playing her fingertips over and around his balls. It feels like they’re seizing, squeezing inwards with the need to release, like he should see blood thrumming through the veins she rubs. He’s moaning thickly, but she’s all but drowning him out with the lewd, eager little groans and grunts and sounds of interest she keeps making. Her right hand—he nearly passes out to see—she’s slipped it between her legs and her first two fingers are pumping in and out of her. He catches them glistening. She’s moaning so hard and the pleasure is slamming from balls to head and he’s all but gasping; the sounds she’s making vibrate against his skin and gods it’s so sexy he can’t take it, he has to come soon, has to come now; the tip of her tongue is tracing the slit in the head and almost pushing inside him and good gods she’s convulsing with pleasure—

(he envisions himself grabbing her head and shooting fiercely into her mouth, or just pulling out so that thick white trails of his come will splatter her cheek and her breasts and belly and he starts to seize up)

—but she lets him go and moves her mouth back, a thread of saliva connecting her lips and his cock for just a moment before it breaks, and stands up. Her knees are shaking. She’s still working herself. She’s flushed and her eyes are half-focused and she’s smiling almost lecherously and Ein could almost almost almost come right onto her belly right now except that he needs that pleasure again—

She pushes him, makes him scoot back on the mattress, and gets up on her knees in front of him—she pulls her fingers out of herself with a slick little pop and spreads her pussylips with that hand as she straddles him—she grips his shaft and smiles and lowers herself onto him, taking him deep deep deep deep as her eyes roll back and she sighs joyfully—

Pleasure convulses in Ein’s belly and he gasps as her hot wet folds enclose him, squeezing him—she is so tight—and she starts to thrust her hips down, slamming them to his with dizzied little groans of his name. Her movements are uneven, but they send deliciously unbearable heat through his belly.

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Date: 2009-05-28 06:35 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Rivierra: Claude/Cierra/Soalla - A late night in the magic guild leads to very naughty activities. A threesome, and make it as dirty as possible!

Date: 2009-05-28 12:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union. Zilva/Elena; why Gulcasa really should knock before visiting his Special Forces commander in her quarters.

Date: 2009-05-28 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Elena was on her back, sweat dewing her pale skin, strands of hair sticking to her cheeks. She wore only her vest, which was flapping open, useless fabric mostly plastered to the sheets; her breasts spilled free and her roseate nipples standing up. Zilva's gloved hands were pushing her legs apart; the silver-haired assassin was poised with her lips just inches above her protegee's hotly blushed pussy, still fully clothed (if those clothes were a bit disordered). Elena's face was a study in pure panic; Zilva seemed calm as ever.

Gulcasa turned his back and made a face, running a hand through his hair.

"...you're assassins. Assassins. Why the hell don't you EVER lock your doors?!"

"Knock," Zilva said plainly.

"Just... whatever, just... stop by later and we'll talk. I'm... leaving now, yeah."

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Date: 2009-05-28 01:31 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera. Fia/Lina/Cierra/Serene - It starts off with a little drinking since Ein's gone back to Asgard with Rose, and ends with something hot, steamy, and involving four bodies all over each other.

Date: 2009-05-28 05:23 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera: Ledah/Claude. For the sake of research, because Claude's data on Grim Angels is incomplete.

Bonus points if Ledah is a lot kinkier than his usual monotone would ever suggest, and if Claude keeps stopping them to take notes.

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Date: 2010-04-01 01:09 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
"The area of the back between the wings is particularly sensitive..." Claude murmured, stroking the skin slightly. Ledah's wings spread as his back arched, and Claude glanced around his front. "It's also an erogenous zone."

"Yes, it is," Ledah agreed dully. From his voice alone, you would never have been able to tell that he was getting hard.

"Let me move on to my next area of study." Swiftly, with all the expertise of a professional, Claude peeled off Ledah's robes. "The genitals appear like that of a typical Sprite. Warm to the touch," he added, gripping it in one of his hands.

Ledah's eyes grew lidded. "Continue speaking in that tone of voice about your study of me."

"Rate of arousal seems normal," Claude said, obliging him as he pumped Ledah's length. "A little quick, though that could be from lack of recent sexual activity."

"What about side effects of arousal?" Ledah asked, bucking slightly into Claude's grip.

"Your skin is more flushed. Your heartbeat is growing faster." Claude moved faster up and down, reaching around to stoke his balls with his other hand gently. "Your eyes are becoming lidded, you're breathing heavily, and I can see your, your toes-"

"What about my toes?" Ledah ask

"Th-they're curling, a very common trait exhibited just before-"

Ledah came hard into Claude's hand.

Claude wiped off his hand, depositing the mess into a test tube. "I wonder how much of this applies to Ein," he mused happily.

A ghost of a smile appeared on Ledah's face. "We should invite him for further studies."

Date: 2009-05-28 06:32 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riviera: Ursula/Seth. Metaphysical yin-yang philosophy with yuri undertones.

Date: 2009-05-28 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yggdra Union: Aegina/Luciana - Incest incest incest and did I mention hot and steamy incest?
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