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auroraexpress2019-06-15 10:02 pm
trainmasters) wrote in auroraexpress2019-06-15 10:02 pm
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Let's Play 20 Questions
Who: Everyone
When: Day 30, afternoon
Where: the Aurora
[Though the sun should be high in the air, just after noon the sky clouds over, and a steady drizzle begins. While gloomy, it's not particularly harsh, and the warm weather means you might even enjoy being out in it! In fact, the relatively thin and patchy clouds mean you may seem rainbows here and there. It's quite nice, really -- except, that is, that there are now tiny frogs everywhere. Near the train they're safe, but closer to the corrupt areas they're toxic.
At the same time, you hear the jingle associated with an official message from your Chain -- the usual "newbie time" balloon animation and text:]
[This round's new blood are waking up in their rooms, in the usual nondescript undies or team pyjamas.
For the first hour or so, it seems that'll all that'll happen today. But then there's that all too familiar Trial feeling...
...Aaaand a flashy pink convertible has arrived in the clearing. It's followed up by another message:]
[Message sent, Cardamom gets out of his car and unfurls a big, incredibly sparkly silver umbrella. It looks like the most intensely holographic nail polish you can buy, and the raindrops only make it worse.]
[[OOC NOTES: As the monthly prompts, the rain and frogs will continue until next month's placements. You can find more info on them in the announcements over here!
If you want to tag Cardamom, there's a toplevel here. If you have any questions, please ping the mods via the q&a. Thank you!]]
When: Day 30, afternoon
Where: the Aurora
[Though the sun should be high in the air, just after noon the sky clouds over, and a steady drizzle begins. While gloomy, it's not particularly harsh, and the warm weather means you might even enjoy being out in it! In fact, the relatively thin and patchy clouds mean you may seem rainbows here and there. It's quite nice, really -- except, that is, that there are now tiny frogs everywhere. Near the train they're safe, but closer to the corrupt areas they're toxic.
At the same time, you hear the jingle associated with an official message from your Chain -- the usual "newbie time" balloon animation and text:]
WELCOME NEW HEROES
[This round's new blood are waking up in their rooms, in the usual nondescript undies or team pyjamas.
For the first hour or so, it seems that'll all that'll happen today. But then there's that all too familiar Trial feeling...
...Aaaand a flashy pink convertible has arrived in the clearing. It's followed up by another message:]
Hello, everyone. Your ever-grateful Prince speaking. It's been awhile and we've got some new faces, so I'm here to answer a few questions.
Buut to spare myself a little, I'm limiting it to one question per hero. I'll tell the truth, no matter what you ask, as long as it's at all reasonable! After that though, I reserve the right to cut you off -- but I won't, probably, if you play nice.
Sooo, how about you come outside and see me?
[Message sent, Cardamom gets out of his car and unfurls a big, incredibly sparkly silver umbrella. It looks like the most intensely holographic nail polish you can buy, and the raindrops only make it worse.]
[[OOC NOTES: As the monthly prompts, the rain and frogs will continue until next month's placements. You can find more info on them in the announcements over here!
If you want to tag Cardamom, there's a toplevel here. If you have any questions, please ping the mods via the q&a. Thank you!]]
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[Even if she is chiding and fussy, it obviously means very little in the end, because she lets him draw her close, her hand bracing lightly against his chest and wandering.
She makes a soft noise, craning her head to allow him better access, the slow, rolling grace of the motion belying her eagerness. He is so good with his mouth. He is so good with his teeth.]
Maybe even literal crime.
[nsfw][because we know it's gonna be]
[ He huffs a light laugh onto her flesh. ]
It's only a crime if you get caught.
[ His hands slide down to cup her ass. ]
i saw bond and was like ok good rin's got it. i guess bond just = nsfw w/ these two in my brain oops
[Her fingers find a nipple and she pinches it, just shy of pain. Partly because she wants to, partly out of rebuke.
So, really, because she wants to.]
I mean it's basically the same thing with them.
A little dangerous sounds like a lot of fun to me.
True and fair and you should say it.
[Not that she needs a demonstration of that one, either. Her fingers continue, languid in their attention. He wants to strip her and set the pace, so she will allow him, but she does not remain idle, slipping a hand underneath his shirts this time to better attend him and that nub.]
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[ He's setting a languid pace, his hands sliding up her torso towards her top, that puffy Jasmine shirt that clings so wonderfully to her breasts like this. His hands dance at the hem, sliding the tips of his fingers under before he starts to slowly, slowly peel it off in much the way of a person carefully unwrapping a birthday present. ]
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only crow (and a sizable number of women) would say a bra is a prison
With Crow, it's the furthest thing, and the child who spent so much time and care unwrapping his present can't wait to play with his new toy.]
Typical.
[In all senses of the word, but she hardly minds it. Still, even if she's given him the reins, doesn't mean she's stopped thinking about what she could do at the next opportunity and she wonders what he would do if she took them away.
Or better yet, taunted him?
Be good, 80H. For now, anyway.
Even if she's letting him set the pace, she is, at least, going to try and remove his jacket. It's wet, thus heavier. That cannot be especially comfortable at the moment.]
HE'S NOT WRONG, THOUGH
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She sighs, pleased, fingers sliding deeper to thread themselves in those white locks.]
Ahh...so impatient....
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What can I say? Sometimes, you really wanna just skip right to desert.
[ And she's a tasty treat. ]
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Like she is well and truly present.
He looks up at her, he looks up, and she wonders if he meant to or if he simply cannot be bothered to pull away from her chest just yet, but it means he stares at her through his eyelashes--something she often does--and her knees shiver beneath her skirts at the reversal.]
Only you would put it that way.
[Her voice is growing huskier already--her breasts have always been sensitive--and even as she chides, her hand's movement is clearly fond.
She does tug momentarily, but she knows he won't mind that. It is difficult to rebuke when it feels good.
But she wonders...she has ceded the pace of things to him, but that only means so much when she does not know what he will want to do with what he has been given, and she remmebers what he say about trouble and shudders.]
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He enjoys the taste of her, the feel-- he wonders, somewhere in the back of his mind, how it could possibly be that she doesn't get how great her breasts are. Why she wouldn't realize what an asset they are, drawing attention to them like lodestones. Someone fucked her up about breasts, maybe her entire self-image, but... in the end, it's none of his business. He'll enjoy her breasts even if she doesn't.
Damn. He's really gotta titfuck her someday. ]
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[She does not ask for more. She does not need to, this is obviously his favourite part of a woman and he relishes it with great enthusiasm. She is quietly thankful for it because in spite of how good it feels, how it always feels, it is not something she can bring herself to ask for.
The shame runs deep.
But, Gods, that's far from her mind. Even Katsuki--
Katsuki.
Don't. Don't, don't, do not. He's not here. He hasn't been here. Crow is. Crow's lips and tongue and breath and teeth and fingers and devilish little smiles. She whines, her pleasure deep enough to mask anything else that could be lying in wait and she forcefully submerges herself in the moment.
She inhales. It's Crow, just Crow.]
T-that is good...but you will make them too sensitive if you continue...
[She says that like it's a bad thing.
It isn't.]
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You say that like it's a bad thing.
[ He enjoys the idea of it, of just teasing her breasts until she's so turned on she can't think straight. The possibility that he could drive her to that state just by lavishing attention on those lovely, wonderful breasts... It's a temptation he might not be able to ignore.
He's pretty sure she wouldn't mind, in the end. ]
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O-one can have too much of a good thing!
[Her voice is light, a little airy and certainly breathy. When he draws up to his full height she ducks her head down a bit, moon pale cheeks awash with embarrassed red.]
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Mmm, that's true. But those sounds you're making right now are so tempting.
[ So why would he want to stop? And he isn't, massaging at her breasts even while his thumbs continue to move in those little circles. ]
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[Her eyes fall shut, and though it was not deliberate, it is a mistake to do nonetheless. She can feel his thumbs much clearer now without the distraction of sight and her breathing grows steadily harder.]