I have you with me now. Forever

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

#ic #brokenblueknight #nsfwish

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

#ic #brokenblueknight

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

#omega!timeline #musing #homura no

#ic #brokenblueknight

"Of course Madoka can have my heart if she wants it... that's what love is all about, isn't it?"

"I'd be willing to take her back. If she apologizes to me... she said a lot of very mean things to me, after all."

#homura akuma is fucking ridiculous

"To be perfectly honest, I... kinda miss her, you know... "

rossofiore replied to your post: ”It’s… her birthday, isn’t it… ?” ” …...

n o

im seriously tempted to do it just because it would ruin madoka's day tbh

and i'm feeling mean

#but i won't if you don't want me to

"It's... her birthday, isn't it... ?"

" ... should I send her a card?"

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-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

Sayaka closed her eyes, holding her breath a few moments as the demon girl seemed to work that sharp digit at the rest of her clothes, cutting the girl right out of her outfit.

Kind of unnecessary, really. She has no doubt in her mind Homura simply did that because she wanted to.

#ic #nsfw #brokenblueknight

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

Sayaka squirmed, before just staying completely still sans a small flinch as Homura sliced her shirt open. Geez…there was another shirt she couldn’t use anymore. Ah well…

"Nn…" Homura knew how to push it, really. Though at the moment it wasn’t a bad thing. "Y-yes, go on…" She mumbled, struggling to remember to answer the girl instead of just…lay there squirming, really. Homura was flustering her more than she was willing to admit though. This was kind of exciting for Sayaka, even if despite her own suggestions, she did wish she could touch the devil as well. She’d have to wait for that, though…

"Mmm... go on? I think I will... " Homura murmured, briefly leaning over to lick at the side of Sayaka's neck, before pulling back, seating herself firmly on Sayaka's lap.

With a few delicate swipes of her still razor-sharp finger, it didn't take long at all for the devil to completely remove Sayaka's shirt, strategically cutting it at the arms, it fell apart as a few simple pieces of fabric.

And then... Homura lowered her finger, repeating the very same process with Sayaka's pants, soon leaving Sayaka in nothing but her underwear, and with Homura on her lapping, grinning down at her with that positively wicked smirk of hers.

"Hmm... " she smoothed one hand over Sayaka's stomach, letting Sayaka feel her gloves sliding across her skin... as her other hand moved upwards. With a gentle and delicate flick of her wrist, she cut the front of Sayaka's bra open, watching silently as it fell aside to reveal the bluenette's breasts, the devil hummed quietly in approval.

Her hand then moved down, using her finger, she cut the sides of Sayaka's panties, carefully snipping them at the hips. Causing that garment too, to fall apart.

And just like that, the devil had quite literally cut Sayaka out of all her of clothing, leaving the bluenette with her arms bound behind her back, and complete naked with the devil sitting on her lap. "Mm... that's much better... " Homura whispered, making a point to slowly lick her lips as she stared down at Sayaka.

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

The healer felt a little bit of relief when the bindings loosened at least enough, to where they didn’t hurt her anymore. A tug of her arms proved the fact that she still couldn’t free her hands though.

Sayaka at this rate was going to be putty for the demon girl. She wasn’t sure if there were a lot of suggestions Homura could make right now that she would consider rejecting. Swallowing down her nerves, the blunette nodded. “I-if they’re getting in your way that much, b-by all means…do what you want.” She answered, staring up at Homura with what was by now a face plenty reddened by the heat in her cheeks.

"Mm... well then, I suppose I will~" the devil murmured. She extended her index finger, letting a small amount of dark, corrupting magic flow through it... transforming the gloved digit into a thin, razor-sharp point. Which she then lowered down to the collar of Sayaka's shirt.

"... this is going to be a lot easier than figuring out how to take your clothes off while your hands are time, " Homura said, as she used her now-razor-sharp finger to cut through the middle of Sayaka's shirt - taking care not to cut into Sayaka's skin at all - from the collar to the bottom, Homura had cut Sayaka's shirt open with a single, slow and delicate movement of her finger.

"That's better... " she whispered, wriggling her hips a little as she grinded on top of Sayaka, "Not that I'm done yet, though... would you like me to keep going, Sayaka~?"

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

"Ah—" Sayaka felt her hands coaxed behind her back, before the other girl’s magic left them bound in what felt like ribbon. Really, the fact she was asking for something that would restrain her was strange enough, given the blunette’s usual aversion to being tied up. She shouldn’t trust a devil enough to want that despite her paranoia around being bound up, but she did. Maybe she felt a flash of panic, for a moment, realizing she couldn’t move her arms, but it passed with a subtle breath she tried to take despite the ravenette’s lips on her neck.

"Y…yeah…" She mumbled, squirming a bit again and turning her head for Homura’s affections to her skin. "N-not so tight next time…I’m trying not to let myself panic, over here…"

"Of course... I don't want to be hurting you, after all~" Homura gave a small wave of her hand, letting the binding around Sayaka's wrists loosen slightly. Not enough to let Sayaka move her arms, but it was least enough that the ribbons weren't biting into Sayaka's skin anymore.

"Mm... what to do now... " the devil mused, sitting on Sayaka's lap and staring down at her, her tongue sliding over her bottom lip slowly. "Sayaka... " her voice dropped to a sultry whisper, as she plucked at the collar of Sayaka's shirt. "... I think your clothes are getting rather obtrusive right now... "

Homura tapped the side of her face with one slender finger, letting her hand rest a gloved hand as she stared down at Sayaka. "... would you like me to take them off for you?"

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

Sayaka whined a little bit as Homura teased her further. Of course, she was only met with yet another halt in action, Homura still trying to goade Sayaka into admitting anything. Well, no doubt Sayaka entertained the thought once in a while of doing something rather racy with the girl. Just…getting her to admit intimate things like that out loud…well, that was one of the few things that actually pushed to embarrass the blunette to do.

"Nn…y-you drive a damn hard bargain, hm?" She mumbled, blushing and grimacing a little bit as well. There were a number of things. Surely she could get herself to admit one of them, right? Biting down on her bottom lip a little bit, Sayaka averted her eyes to the side somewhat. "Sh-shit…"

Slipping her hands from Homura’s hips, she moved up by Homura’s head, ushering the demon closer. She lowered her voice merely on habit, not wanting to broadcast her thoughts, even if they were pretty much entirely alone in here. “T…tie my hands up…t-tease me or make me watch, make me want it m-more than I already do…” She admitted in a whisper only to Homura, face red even just admitting the simplest of her rather racy daydreams to the girl. Letting Homura’s head go, she once again averted her eyes, embarrassment written on her face clear as a cloudless day.

"Oh~, you do have a rather dirty mind in there, don't you Sayaka?" Homura murmured, sounding more amused than ever now that Sayaka had admitted her fantasies. "Mm... well, in that case... "

Homura moved back to sitting up on Sayaka's lap, staring down at her with that quite literally devilish grin of hers. "Tie you up... I think I can do that rather easily~"

With that, the demon snapped her fingers. The simple gesture causing a flurry of dark magic to envelop Sayaka's wrists, jerking them together, and fastening them tightly with dark blue ribbons. "Mm... there we go... " with Sayaka's arms now bound behind her back, Homura went back to teasingly nipping and kissing at Sayaka's neck. "... is that what you wanted, Sayaka~?"

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

Sayaka squirmed faintly as Homura pressed her body to her own, making it clear her movements were merely to let Sayaka feel her there. Geez…hard to think. Way too hard to think. Sayaka didn’t really mind so much though. Not right now.

"Mnn…" Sayaka tugged almost impatiently at Homura’s hips, need getting the better of her. "R-right now? F-funny you ask me that when you’re making the only th-thing on my m-mind right now just having you g-get on with it…" She grumbled. Maybe there were things she wanted to do with the devil. Her mind wouldn’t wander to them though until provoked. There was plenty she wanted to do, she just couldn’t get her head on straight enough to think about anything aside from Homura’s contact with her.

#ic #brokenblueknight #nsfw-ish

"Oh my... is that what you want, then...?" Homura smirked, her knee slipping between Sayaka's legs, using that to rather deliberately grind and rub against the inside of Sayaka's thigh.

"I suppose I could just give you what you want... " she whispers, hands moving to Sayaka's waistline, tugging her pants down just a little.

"But... " she stopped moving, the smirk on her face growing wider, "I am a devil... I can be cruel if I want to. Perhaps I'll just... leave you like this. Whimpering and pleading and desperate for more... " she breathed against Sayaka's neck, "Mm... yes, I might just do that, Sayaka... "

"Unless you tell me what you want... what your fantasies are... I want to know~ Surely you have at least one... "

-- Dancing With A Devil [@Homucifer]

With the attention lingering around her neck and ear, Sayaka was finding it a little hard to think straight. At least, much harder with the passing seconds. It doesn’t help when Homura’s trying to entice her so much with her words.

Sayaka gave a light shiver at the whispers, groaning faintly by the time teeth nipped at her ear. Her hands gave a firm squeeze at Homura’s hips. “Nn…w-when you say it like that, it’s about impossible to think of saying no, Homura…” She mumbled, hips rolling up in a subtle show of eagerness on her part.