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kingdomcomes2017-08-01 06:41 pm
maledictus_semper) wrote in kingdomcomes2017-08-01 06:41 pm
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Open- Thrust into a tight chasm without warning
Who: Ardyn and YOU!
What: Catch-all for everyone to mingle with this trash lord. Ardyn is new to the world and isn't too happy about polishing knobs.
Where: The castle, the market and the brothel.
When: All day
Warnings: Will update as needed!
The castle:
[Duties. Demanding, dull but something that had to be fulfilled to appease the Mistress in all her sordid glory. Ardyn Izunia on his knees polishing.....knobs. Door handles in the shape of penises to be precise. Cocks, knobs, dongers. Whatever you want to call them, he was now in the process of polishing one up with a bucket of water and some soap.
How delightful. Rather unbefitting for the Chancellor of Niflheim, yet in Eos he was not. He grunted with the effort, as he was now without his precious magic to aid him in the menial task. The Mistress had stripped him of almost everything when he had arrived just over a week or so ago. He had promised to earn his powers back though. Oh yes. He was going to get those back no matter what.]
I wonder if this is clean enough. Yet, cretins will place their filthy hands upon your length.
[He's talking to a door knob. Whatever next. What else was there to do but to keep active by talking whilst working. Only ahundred or so more to polish.]
The Market:
[Bread, ah, nothing quite like the smell of freshly baked bread in the morning. Ardyn perused the many stands selling delightful objects such as jewellery and food and....sex toys.
Oh yes. Those. He wondered if anyone had indeed purchased such an item. Did they work?]
A wooden dildo perhaps? Hm, the splinters might be a tad painful. Alas, I will have to decline. Perhaps, a butt plug instead?
[He's looking but not yet buying. He needs more coin.]
The Brothel:
[Ardyn had wondered into the palace of ill-repute it seemed, but then what wasn't filthy and lewd within this place? He admired the forms of the many who worked here, glad he wasn't having to sell his body for a price. Things hadn't gotten that bad yet. Maybe he could indulge in spending time with someone for a price? Men, women.....he wasn't fussed. Not much.]
Ah, such beauty. I do hope this place will not take every coin from my pouch for a little fun.
What: Catch-all for everyone to mingle with this trash lord. Ardyn is new to the world and isn't too happy about polishing knobs.
Where: The castle, the market and the brothel.
When: All day
Warnings: Will update as needed!
The castle:
[Duties. Demanding, dull but something that had to be fulfilled to appease the Mistress in all her sordid glory. Ardyn Izunia on his knees polishing.....knobs. Door handles in the shape of penises to be precise. Cocks, knobs, dongers. Whatever you want to call them, he was now in the process of polishing one up with a bucket of water and some soap.
How delightful. Rather unbefitting for the Chancellor of Niflheim, yet in Eos he was not. He grunted with the effort, as he was now without his precious magic to aid him in the menial task. The Mistress had stripped him of almost everything when he had arrived just over a week or so ago. He had promised to earn his powers back though. Oh yes. He was going to get those back no matter what.]
I wonder if this is clean enough. Yet, cretins will place their filthy hands upon your length.
[He's talking to a door knob. Whatever next. What else was there to do but to keep active by talking whilst working. Only a
The Market:
[Bread, ah, nothing quite like the smell of freshly baked bread in the morning. Ardyn perused the many stands selling delightful objects such as jewellery and food and....sex toys.
Oh yes. Those. He wondered if anyone had indeed purchased such an item. Did they work?]
A wooden dildo perhaps? Hm, the splinters might be a tad painful. Alas, I will have to decline. Perhaps, a butt plug instead?
[He's looking but not yet buying. He needs more coin.]
The Brothel:
[Ardyn had wondered into the palace of ill-repute it seemed, but then what wasn't filthy and lewd within this place? He admired the forms of the many who worked here, glad he wasn't having to sell his body for a price. Things hadn't gotten that bad yet. Maybe he could indulge in spending time with someone for a price? Men, women.....he wasn't fussed. Not much.]
Ah, such beauty. I do hope this place will not take every coin from my pouch for a little fun.
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[Ardyn spoke softly, his voice laced with arousal, as he touched her pert breasts. He hadn't touched a woman like this in what? Decades? Hundreds of years? He couldn't even remember, since he had been alive for over two thousand years now and that was a hell of a long time. Being part daemon extended his life, allowing him to live but at a terrible price.]
Mm, let's see. What would you say to a little lubrication on my knob? Your mouth perhaps?
[Oh yes, a blow job. That could go down very nicely right now and the thought alone caused a bolt of pleasure to shoot up his thighs to his throbbing groin. He needed this right now and it seemed she did too. Would she liked to be pleasured by his tongue afterwards? He hoped they could engage in full on sex after the foreplay.]
I haven't been with a woman for a very long time, so you'll have to forgive me if I am a little slow.
[He playfully bit along her shoulder blade, as he shifted slightly.]
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Regardless she has no qualms and this was the expected scenario. Better yet she's grateful to not be standing anymore. Her robe pulls around her as her knees touch the ground, hiding any chance for her lower half to be seen but at least her breasts are on full display still. Yuuko clearly having no intention of pulling the robe back on proper. There's no point in modesty at this point.
Now comfortably on her knees she pulls and tugs away the fabric that is impeding her task. She's not without her teasing ways especially after his comment. She taps at the tip of his cock, still purposely covered by his garments and looks up at him, smirking just a bit.]
Don't start making excuses. And anyway... slow is good. At least at first. I'm in no rush and unless you're eager to clean other door knobs you shouldn't be either. If it's been as long as we're both implying why rush through?
[Unless of course he meant the fact that she's a woman is cause for him to go slow. But there are ways to deal with that too. But one thing at a time. And this blow job is top of the order. She finally exposes his cock to the cool air and to herself and once she does not a moment is wasted. She scoots in closer between his legs and leans in, allowing her tongue to run along the underside all the way up to the tip. It's a slow languid action and so will be the ones that follow. She's a tease and always has been. But since there was no chance to play the long game, given they jumped into this series of events, she'll do it here where it'll quite possibly be even more effective.]
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[He felt the cool air touch his aching cock, as she removed the piece of fabric covering it. Oh, that felt good. He watched her between his legs and let out a deep groan when he felt her warm, wet tongue lick along the underside of his cock. Gods. He licked his lips and felt his cock give a pleased throb.]
Yes, perfect....so much so. Be a good little girl and give me pleasure.
[He wanted to come into her mouth hard. That's what a blow job was all about, right? Ardyn hadn't received one in years. He was severely lacking in sexual pleasure and right now was lapping it up. He opened his legs a little wider and threaded a hand through her hair.]
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They say silence is golden. Give it a try or you'll be back on the other side of the door with both brass and flesh unpolished.
[She's hungover and so far more moodier than usual. Though to be fair such comments probably wouldn't fly if she were sober either. She's very particular about respect after all. To further her point she gently blows on the wet area her tongue created just moments ago. Not another lick until she gets some sort of confirmation.]
sorry....life went mad for a bit
Of course. I wouldn't wish to ruin the mood so to speak, as you're doing such a good job.
[It was true so far. She was giving his knob quite the polishing with her tongue and he appreciated it immensely.]