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@hornyguncentral
Blanc was, once again, in a button-up white shirt that went down to his knees, and nothing else. Did he... ever wear anything else on Sundays?Â
What is it?
//To put it simply, Iâve considered the idea of Blanc going to the red light district having more dangers than a normal Joker. Specifically, Blancâs an easy target for predation.Â
I donât actually wanna RP sexual assault (ew), but Iâd like to have someone interact with him after the fact. Comfort, support, that sort of thing. Dealing with the consequences and trauma.Â
That sort of thing being both dark and sexual, though not directly, means it would probably be something to RP on here... if that makes sense.Â
//I have an RP idea for Blanc that honestly might be better on here? not exactly sexy just dark content. Not sure if there would be interest, though...Â
Blanc pouted.
âNobody played with me today....â
10. Put a collar on my muse (For whoever you wish)
âTheeere we go... what a good boy~.â Ren chuckled, fastening the collar around Goroâs neck. Heâd gotten a leash as well, but he wasnât sure if Goro would let him go that far.Â
âIâve wanted to fuck you all night.â (Goro to Ren)
âSorry to keep you waiting, then...â He smirked coyly, moving closer to the man. âHmm... what should I do first...?âÂ
Fiddling with Goroâs tie, he pretended to think. It was amusing, to rile the man up a little. How long could he draw this out, he wondered?Â
âguess what color my panties are?â To Wrench ((@sinfulxxxkisses))
âHmmm... not gonna lie, you strike me as the type to wear white ones with a little bow on the front.â He didnât know why. It just. Fit.Â
âWhy didnât you just say you liked it rough?â [cloudofmuses - Mary] to Ragna
ââCuz, I mean... ainât it kinda fucked up...?âÂ
That was what Rachel always told him, anyway. That he was a dirty freak.Â
âAre you sure you want to do it in the shower- we could slip!â [assassin-minette] to Ragna!
âDonâ worry, Cher, we ainât gonna slip.â He chuckled, âI figured itâd be fun tâ try, yâknow?âÂ
He didnât know if it was gonna work out, but it would be interesting, at least.Â
âIs it going to hurt?â [For Ragna]
âWell, I canât guarantee it wonât...âÂ
Admittedly, Ragna didnât know what he was doing. He hadnât really had time for this sort of thing-- his life just wasnât one where a relationship was in the cards. He didnât resent it, but it definitely left him lost in situations like this. Â
âJust tell me if it hurts, an Iâll stop, okay? Promise.âÂ
âplease. please, iâll beg, iâll do anything you want.â (for Wrench)
âA-alright, fine, damnit! But donât go begginâ... if itâs you....âÂ
He hesitantly began to unbutton his clothes. Lights on? Or off? Would she feel pity if she saw his scars? He felt like he would puke if she did. Or would hiding them just be for his own comfort?Â
âIf itâs you, then...â He stumbled over his words yet again. Damnit. A writer should have an easy time with words, but when it came to the things that mattered most, he always found himself silent.Â
âBe rough with me.âÂ
If itâs you, then please, torture me.Â
Kink meme - Edge play for Goro. Food play, switch for Ragna
Edgeplay
never | not really | maybe- Thatâs more Renâs sort of thing.... | not bad | mmmmm | hell yes | take me now | there go my pants
FoodplayÂ
never | not really | maybe | not bad | mmmmm | hell yes | take me now | there go my pants-- WHO TOLD YOU?! WHO FUCKING TOLD YOU!? I WANT NAMES!Â
SwitchÂ
never | not really | maybe | not bad - Ehh, it could go either way.... pun not fuckinâ intended.| mmmmm | hell yes | take me now | there go my pants  Â
@hornyguncentral cont
Akechi glanced away, pouting slightly, as the thief hovered over him, pressing a kiss to his jaw then his neck. He bit back a small gasp and crossed one leg over the other to ignore the obvious problem that was bothering him.
It seemed like Ren couldn't help himself much seeing Goro in thigh highs and shorts walking around his apartment...and to be fair, Goro hoped for this reaction despite his pouting.
"G-God, you're unbearable--" he tsked.
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@hornyguncentral cont
Akechi glanced away, pouting slightly, as the thief hovered over him, pressing a kiss to his jaw then his neck. He bit back a small gasp and crossed one leg over the other to ignore the obvious problem that was bothering him.
It seemed like Ren couldnât help himself much seeing Goro in thigh highs and shorts walking around his apartmentâŠand to be fair, Goro hoped for this reaction despite his pouting.
âG-God, youâre unbearableââ he tsked.
âYouâre amazing, I love you so much? Why, thank you~. I try~.â His grumbling was always enjoyable, but he much preferred when Goro finally gave up and let himself be needy. It was always more fun if someone was desperate for the âcriminalâ.Â
Noticing how the man shifted his legs, Ren put a hand on one of the manâs thighs, inching closer to his hips. Thigh highs and shorts really suited Goro, quite frankly. He liked seeing a glimpse of the manâs thighs. He always dressed so conservatively that it felt almost special to him.Â
âYouâre so cute when you pretend you arenât dressing up for me~.â With that, he nibbled on the manâs ear playfully, âYou wanted some attention, right? I might be willing to give you that... if you ask nicely, of course.âÂ
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@hornyguncentral Continued from Here
âYou fucking bitch-â Goro growls, he bites his lip and whines as he squirms in Renâs lap. The brattiness is quick to fade into him being needy. âRen, donât be a teaseâŠâ He pouts.
Ren chuckled, and leaned in close, placing a gentle kiss on the manâs bitten lip.Â
âBut youâre fun to tease,â He smirked, âYouâre cute like this... but I think we can do better~.âÂ
He sped up, but only for a few moments, then lowered his pace, laughing mischievously.Â
âYaaay... itâs Sunday...~.âÂ
Blanc was wearing nothing but a button-up shirt, one that was not his own.Â
Itâs Sinday! Send my muse a sexual Magic Anon that will last all day.
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