THE SLUT VIRUS

[loveskulls]

It began outside the city, at nightfall... as these things usually do. The afflicted succumbed to the virus, and began to move from farm house to farm house, gathering strength in numbers. Moving toward larger population centers, craving to spread itself further and further and further…

News only barely manages to outpace the lumbering horde. Locals shout in panicked tones about ‘the sluts’ and begin running for shelter. Some opt to take their chances at home; others run toward the castle, hoping to seek sanctuary with the Mistress. Those with a cooler head on their shoulders do their best to convince you to hide somewhere until dawn.

What do you do?

HIDE IN THE VILLAGE + HIDE IN THE CASTLE + CONFRONT THE HORDE

[OOC: IF YOU ARE AFFLICTED... The slut virus is non-fatal and temporary; it will affect your character until they've completely exhausted themselves. You also still have awareness of all your behavior afterward and can even try to fight it off, but it's very strong and inevitably you will Slut Out. If it's any comfort, your character will find a lot of NPCs affected by it claiming they don't remember anything, giving you an equal out. It's too embarrassing, even to Oglafers.]

Comments

[blackdogstar]

[Sirius has mostly spend the last month in and out of punishments of all kinds. He's getting real damn sick of the Mistress' sense of humor, but all of that frustration is leaving him in happy waves now. He's a little blisscloud of Sirius.

Not enough to not brighten up just as much when he sees Remus.]

Moony! Oh hell you're a sight for sore eyes!

[He crawls over toward him as he takes in the sight. What a fucking sight. He's magnificently naked, scars and all, and seems so comfortable? Way to go, you big slut! Sirius is so proud of you! He grins lasciviously.]

You're alive too, buddy.

[He sure is reaching right for that erection, yep.]

[moonshined]

[His own face is equally pleased to see Sirius; besides all of his worry about him as of late, he's...well, he's missed him. An awful lot. And right now, he's very, very glad that he's here, and they're both naked, and—

Remus lets out a choked moan, feeling Sirius's hand wrap around his cock.]

Right. Well—sluts, you know. God, I've missed you.

[He's just going to. Pull Sirius up so he's practically sprawled on top of him. That's fine.]

[blackdogstar]

[Life just isn't complete when the Marauders are all separated from each other! Never mind that it's really all Sirius' stupid doing that got them separated for so long. Kick his ass, Remus, make him behave. The Mistress' methods clearly aren't working.

Sirius grins with too many teeth and nuzzles his forehead against Remus's shoulder and neck.]

Yeah, me too. Sorry I've been gone so long, mate. Mistress' rubbish ideas of punishment and all that.

[But that isn't important right now. Nuzzling in close and getting very acquainted with Remus' erection is what's important right now.]

[moonshined]

'Sokay. It's—

[He cuts off with a whine, his hips rocking up into Sirius's hand, and with a ridiculous amount of affection, kisses into the top of Sirius's hair.]

It's fine. This more than makes up for it, Merlin's beard.

[There's definitely a danger of both of them getting trampled now, but like hell does he care.]

[blackdogstar]

[Sirius makes a smug little humming sound.]

Careful, Moony, you're going to give me a big ego.

[He chuckles and nibbles on a little patch of skin, adding his second hand to the mix, tracing little patterns on Remus' thigh, playing a bit with his balls.]

I would like very much to make it up to you...

[moonshined]

You? [A breathless laugh—] Never.

[His hips are rocking right up into all that attention Sirius is giving him, and one hand unbidden comes up to thread into Sirius's hair.]

M-more than you already are?