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

[ignisvulpes]

[It's perfect - her rough kiss, her wild movements, the way he can barely fucking breathe - all of it. He could just lie down here and take it forever, and he has half a mind to do just that - after all, even after he's driven past the edge once again and makes his pleasure loudly known, he still very much has the stamina to keep going.

But perfection can always be improved on.]

Hey - [He leaves hungry kisses on her neck whenever she's close enough, grabs a breast even though by now they're both sweaty enough that keeping his grip is an issue.] W-Wanna go look for toys?

[shieldofrohan]

[She looks down at him, panting, and wets her lips. Her vision's a little blurry around the edges, her eyes unfocused.]

[Toys. On the one hand, it sounds like a good idea. On the other hand, that means they have to stop...]

[She moans, pushing her hair back with both hands, and sits back on her heels, his cock sliding deeper inside her as she does so. For a moment, she stays there, her breasts heaving, her eyes closed, and then she abruptly rolls off him, stumbling to her feet and offering him her hand.]

Let's.

[ignisvulpes]

[Yeah, having to stop is just about the only obstacle that occurred to him - and the way she hops off so abruptly serves as a particularly cruel reminder of how much that sucks, man. He lies there with a little whine and briefly considers rubbing one out REAL quick before he gets back on his feet, unsteady and panting.]

Alright. Yeah. Quick, okay? [Sure, it was his idea, but that doesn't mean he can't be impatient about it. He throws himself at her and kisses her with enough gusto to just sort of nudge her in the direction of the castle's walls.] Let's go.

[shieldofrohan]

[For a moment, she's distracted by kissing him back, biting his lip and pushing up against him, her hands roaming down his body. Then, with a little groan, she pulls away and stumbles towards the castle, grabbing for his wrist as she goes.]