Another Day, Another Arrow

((Dependent E%ecutor Darkleer RP Blog for Breederstuck. It can and will be NSFW. Both Mun and Muse are over the age of 18.)) WORK IN PROGRESS!

[mrfrogmemes]

Reblog if you're a safe RP partner to say NO to!

Some people are afraid to say no or are afraid that you will get mad at them! This is to say that you would prefer people politely tell you NO if they don't want to do something!

Don't know how to say no? Here are some ways that shouldn't hurt anyone's feelings:

I'm not really feeling that idea, but maybe we could do (blank) instead

Maybe another time / not right now / I don't have the bandwidth for that kind of plot right now / that's not the type of thing I was really looking for but I'd love to do something else / I'm not currently looking for more threads / It's better for me if we just focus on what we have for now / hmmm what if we did (blank) instead / maybe another time!

Variations of these!

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Feeling the Leijon's nook clamping down onto his bulge said more to his subconscious than any word she could have spoken. If she could speak, in that moment, that is. Darkleer thrust harder into her, the slapping of his genebladders against her sounding louder and louder as he neared the edge of ecstasy.

He felt her climax first, causing a moan from him as his hips moved a bit more. She was feeling what he wanted to feel as the heat in his satchel intensified with his want. Suddenly, she had moved, taking his lips in hers in a needy kiss. It nearly sent him over.

But that wasn't the job of the kiss. It was the words she spoke. The choice of words helped quite a bit as it stroked that part of his ego just enough...

"...FUCK~! MEU... LIN~~!!!"

Darkleer rammed his bulge completely inside of her, his hips crashing against hers with one final slap as that now familiar sound filled the air. His satchel tightened as his genebladders began to let loose with their loads. His bulge pulsed as each one was pumped into her and unleashed deep into her nook, filling her with more and more of his indigo genetic material.

His hands tightened on her hips, keeping them pinned together. Not a single drop would be wasted from this, meaning that her midsection was sure to see some changes in the coming moments...

[f33ls]

There was literally nothing else like it... The lovely cacophony of their bodies meeting, their heavy breaths falling - when moans were not escaping them... Fuck. She would be embarrassed if she was not so damn turned on by this situation... as well the mere idea of being bred by Darkleer.

Right now? She only felt exceedingly happy. Blissed out and pumped full.

Meu lost her breath again as he pounded into her with determination. There was a delicious desperation to his actions... The kitty troll had lost count of her orgasms, squeezing her eyes shut as she came again on Darkleer's bulge. She could feel her thighs ache as she bounced on his lap, already knowing that she would be walking funny tonight if not... tomorrow as well.

Yes.

She grinned as she came again along with the larger troll. Her bulge let a stream of genetic fluid and squirmed as her pale stomach started to grow. Meulin could feel a flood around his sizeable bulge and pulsing into her. This was just what she had asked for. She already felt incredibly full but it did not seem like he was remotely finished. "Darkl33r!!"

It felt... primal. The way that Darkleer pinned the two of them together, but there was absolutely no where else she would rather be. Her stomach continued to stretch as he released his genetic fluid deep inside her. Logically Meulin knew this would continue, if the side of his gene bladders was any indication. She, however, was not exactly using her logical thinkpan. "Hah... Fuck." She breathed out, happy bred.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Primal... Yes, that was a good word for it. A feeling, a need, felt deeper than anything that had to be fulfilled. That must be fulfilled. Intentions, feelings, and emotions expressed in ways that very few understood.

Every time Meulin's body was wracked with the ecstasy of another climax, her inner walls clenching down on his bulge carried a message along with it: a desire for more. And Darkleer's body would more than happily give it to her, letting loose with another wave of his genetic material each time.

Of course, with enough ecstasy and time, it was guaranteed that one would lose track of how many times either one of them came, much less both combined. In the throes of such a primal meeting, logical thinkpan activities were few and far between. Though the sensation of his satchel starting to shrink as it continued pumping out more and more into Meulin.

It had been far too long since he had let loose in such a way, that his genebladders were finally reaching a size some considered to be 'normal.' Then again, who cared about being 'normal?' Certainly not one able to pump gallons of one's seed into a willing partner.

Darkleer shuddered as the end of the horizon started to come into view. A deluge of sweat covered both of their bodies, carrying some green with it as it fell off of their bodies thanks to Meulin. Surely by now, her body would surely start to come down from riding its intense, pleasurable high.

Then again if, somewhere deep down, she decided she wanted more, she knew... her body knew exactly what it needed to do to convey that message to him. And surely, he would respond, if asked...

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> My inbo% is a1ways open

|}--> P1ease don't be shy

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> I'm

|}--> I'm going to empty myse1f

|}--> Shou1dn't have 1ooked back at previous records

[new-alternian-mechanic]

His name passing through her lips, however quiet, was still enough to stroke his ego into continuing on. The 100d act would soon transform into a more primal one as his hips began to crash with more force against hers.

Another moan escaped him as he slapping sounds of their hips meeting now became a constant, sounding off quicker than a few moments before. Louder, too, what with his genebladders having grown a bit larger due to them churning up more and more of his genetic material throughout all of this.

Darkleer's hands tightened around her hips for several moments before one of them decided to roam around. He felt he had to do more for her... more to her.

Soon enough, it slipped around her hip to grasp at her plump rump. The sensation caused another moan to escape from his throat, his other hand quickly joining the first to take a firm hold of her there. His thrusts also became something else as more force was put into them.

Was it because he was now pulling her up into each of his thrusts as he held her in such a way? Perhaps. Would anyone notice he was doing that? Perhaps not. They would be more focused on the rising feeling of pleasure coursing through both of them as he seemed to be attempting to drive his bulge deeper and deeper into her with each thrust.

His STRENGTH was starting to be put on display...

[f33ls]

"Hah!" She felt like her breath was knocked out of her chest as she could feel Darkleer pick up the pace. Meu could feel herself bounce on his lap, content to fucked a moment or two longer. Truly, the only thing that would stop her is her own body.

The kitty troll clamped onto his bulge, squirting when she heard the other troll let out a moan. It was almost overwhelming, his enthusiastic and exploring touch, the fullness she could feel.. She came again, thinking about how much Darkleer had spilled inside her, and how much more he still could...

Her hips twitched towards Darkleer as he grabbed her ass, noticeably eager. "Fuck.. I f33l... so... good" She allowed herself a sloppy grin as words started to fail the olive blood.

She wondered if it felt as good for him... Though the Leijon did not notice her form being lifted, she was more than content with the way Darkleer seemed determined to fuck into her deeper. To fill her up completely. That.. sounded nice... Her nook ached and clenched again.

Meulin stole the other troll's lips, whinng into a kiss. "Please... Fill me up... Mewse.. me." It seemed like Darkleer liked a little begging, and she wanted to see if that sensation would make her cum again... almost greedily so.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Feeling the Leijon's nook clamping down onto his bulge said more to his subconscious than any word she could have spoken. If she could speak, in that moment, that is. Darkleer thrust harder into her, the slapping of his genebladders against her sounding louder and louder as he neared the edge of ecstasy.

He felt her climax first, causing a moan from him as his hips moved a bit more. She was feeling what he wanted to feel as the heat in his satchel intensified with his want. Suddenly, she had moved, taking his lips in hers in a needy kiss. It nearly sent him over.

But that wasn't the job of the kiss. It was the words she spoke. The choice of words helped quite a bit as it stroked that part of his ego just enough...

"...FUCK~! MEU... LIN~~!!!"

Darkleer rammed his bulge completely inside of her, his hips crashing against hers with one final slap as that now familiar sound filled the air. His satchel tightened as his genebladders began to let loose with their loads. His bulge pulsed as each one was pumped into her and unleashed deep into her nook, filling her with more and more of his indigo genetic material.

His hands tightened on her hips, keeping them pinned together. Not a single drop would be wasted from this, meaning that her midsection was sure to see some changes in the coming moments...

[resourcesofaqueen]

send 🔥 + a spicy question for my muse.

this could be a question about their kinks, about fantasies, about preferences etc.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

"... please?"

As her lips met with his, it seemed to trip a switch or light off a small flame that was sure to quickly blossom into an inferno. Darkleer leaned into the kiss, letting out a soft moan before leaning into it a bit more. His muscles tightened for a moment as he felt his genebladders starting to grow heavy once more. His bulge also squirmed around inside of her for just a moment.

Darkleer's hands ran over her form before finding her hips, holding onto her there. He then pressed his body against her for just a moment before his hips began to move, rolling against hers and sending his bulge into motion inside of her

It started off slow and sensual, but that only lasted a moment as he began to move faster and harder against her. The sounds of their hips crashing into each other began to fill the room, accompanied by the sound of his once more overburdened genebladders slapping against her. Each time they met, it felt heavier. He felt heavier.

[f33ls]

She could not discern if it was the kiss or the please, but one or the other immediately impacted Darkleer. She could feel him moan into this kiss... hells that did things to her... The olive blood whined once more into the kiss once she felt that.

Meu could feel his body tense against her.. it seemed like he was preparing for something. Though if it was a conscious effort.. that was another matter entirely. Her body responded in turn, absorbing or redistributing the material already given to her.

She shuddered as she felt his worshipping, praising... slow touch. Were she not so full, she would have wiggled her hips to tease him. But she left her pleasure in his more than capable... large hands.

"fuck..." Meulin whined, her thoughts sparse. All she could hear was the sound of their bodies meeting.. his genebladders slapping against her. It felt like.. there was nothing else in the world but their pleasure. Her chest heaved as he started to fuck her with intention. Again. Her legs were drenched with his fluids mixing with hers. "darkeer..." His name was a heavy breath from her lips, seconds from begging for more.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

His name passing through her lips, however quiet, was still enough to stroke his ego into continuing on. The 100d act would soon transform into a more primal one as his hips began to crash with more force against hers.

Another moan escaped him as he slapping sounds of their hips meeting now became a constant, sounding off quicker than a few moments before. Louder, too, what with his genebladders having grown a bit larger due to them churning up more and more of his genetic material throughout all of this.

Darkleer's hands tightened around her hips for several moments before one of them decided to roam around. He felt he had to do more for her... more to her.

Soon enough, it slipped around her hip to grasp at her plump rump. The sensation caused another moan to escape from his throat, his other hand quickly joining the first to take a firm hold of her there. His thrusts also became something else as more force was put into them.

Was it because he was now pulling her up into each of his thrusts as he held her in such a way? Perhaps. Would anyone notice he was doing that? Perhaps not. They would be more focused on the rising feeling of pleasure coursing through both of them as he seemed to be attempting to drive his bulge deeper and deeper into her with each thrust.

His STRENGTH was starting to be put on display...

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> ...

|}--> Hnn

|}--> That was... quite some time ago

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> I thought opening a window wou1d he1p.

|}--> It did not

|}--> It is sti11 quite warm

|}--> So I c1osed it so I don't

|}--> Cause e%cessive noise po11ution 1ater

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> Wow...

|}--> Ok then...

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Darkleer took a deep breath, trying to force his mind into trying to articulate what he was feeling...

"I'm fee1ing... 1ike I'm about to... become... a monster..." He breathed heavily for a few moments. "I fee1... a heat... rising... in my gut. A breeder... breeders... fee1 it in the midst of an... e%ceptiona1 session, driving them to go... and go..."

A breath.

"... and go."

He looked down at Meulin, trying to find her eyes. While part of him had wanted to just let loose and lose himself to the rising primal feeling, he didn't want to subject her to such... unless she wished it. Of course, she mentioned being greedy, but to what extent if one option is far too much for a non-breeder to handle.

"I don't... want to be... too much for you..."

His muscles were taut and his breathing remained heavy. She could see the troll on the precipice of becoming something he hadn't been in quite some time, with her being the likely focal point of his attention should he do so. And even with that on the horizon, she could feel his genebladders swelling with a growing load. Regardless of what would happen, there would be more to deal with.

But, would it be just a bit more? Or a lot more?

[f33ls]

She waited, trying not to focus on the ache.. the frustation she felt... that they were not moving.

The Leijon felt... conflicted to say the least. And yet a larger part of her argued that if he felt aware enough to know he was approaching that.. did that truly make Darkleer monstrous? She felt he would not ever purposefully hurt her.

But if she was... to ask for it? That was a different matter altogether.

And whats more, she knew this was not meant to be the focus, but she took pride in knowing he too thought this was exceptional... Fuck... That as well as the idea he could keep going like this was almost... maddening.

"mew... are not too much fur me."

She wanted this. She wanted to see she could take.. how further to please him... Meulin held his gaze as long as she could, not something she was particularly skilled at in the first place...

"i want to s33 how much i can take fur mew.. i.. i want to pawss out on purr bulge.. cumming on mew." Meulin whined "... please?", craning up to kiss Darkleer - as if to maker her point.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

"... please?"

As her lips met with his, it seemed to trip a switch or light off a small flame that was sure to quickly blossom into an inferno. Darkleer leaned into the kiss, letting out a soft moan before leaning into it a bit more. His muscles tightened for a moment as he felt his genebladders starting to grow heavy once more. His bulge also squirmed around inside of her for just a moment.

Darkleer's hands ran over her form before finding her hips, holding onto her there. He then pressed his body against her for just a moment before his hips began to move, rolling against hers and sending his bulge into motion inside of her

It started off slow and sensual, but that only lasted a moment as he began to move faster and harder against her. The sounds of their hips crashing into each other began to fill the room, accompanied by the sound of his once more overburdened genebladders slapping against her. Each time they met, it felt heavier. He felt heavier.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> Think I'm going to be spending a bit more time in 1ooking over these 1ogs

|}--> For not e%ceptiona1 reason

|}--> Though I wi11 need a few more things...

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> Note to se1f.

|}--> When 1ooking back on previous messenger 1ogs, be prepared for anything.

|}--> Anyway, where did I put that towe1?

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Darkleer was breathing heavily as he loomed over Meulin. In the moments before he moved her, she had done all she could to continue to mate with him, even after he had felt her climax and ended up filling her with more of his genetic material.

He also enjoyed the occasional kiss and closeness she brought upon him. Something about this particular session did feel somewhat... special. It felt as though it was the first time in quite a while that either of them were able to let loose with their frustrations.

And it was those frustrations that might send things to another level. As he was atop her, his breathing remained heavy as beads of sweat fell from his body. And it was not only because of the exertion of their breeding. He had started to feel something that he hadn't felt in an even longer time building up inside of him.

A heat...

An inevitability in each breeder's assignment was the moment where primal instinct and desire overrode every other thought in one's mind, amplified by the process that made the breeders what they were in the first place. It was how every assignment wasn't measured in time, but whenever the phenomenon set in and ran its course, leaving no doubt as to the result of it.

And Darkleer was on the edge of falling into one at that very moment. Meulin's words didn't help much as she spoke about how much she had enjoyed everything so far and how she felt... greedy.

"Hhh... Hah... How... greedy... do you... fee1...?"

His genebladders had already recovered by this point and were already churning, what with that state of heat being on a razor's edge in his mind.

Of course, she would surely start to notice, what with a particular scent starting to fill the air coming from him. If she had been a part of the program, she would have started to do the same after catching hat pheromone bouquet. Then again, if she could sense it, would she decide to go along with it, knowing full well what would happen...?

[f33ls]

Should Darkleer have voiced this thought, she would have agreed, this session was different. More intimate..? She struggled to think of the words to describe.. how she felt.. what they had done and were not done doing.

If it was anyone else, any other situation... feeling his sweat upon her might have been off putting. All she felt was close to Darkleer, safe beneath his looming form.

He was quiet... though Meulin was not exactly... location nor eloquent in this moment.

"h-hah.. i f33l..." Meu did her best to talk and breathe, not the easiest feat at a time like this. "i f33l... full but still.. prrrretty gr33dy. how are mew f33ling?" She had never taken this much before. Ever. Her stomach was distended with genetic material... there was no pain. She was... blissful from her last orgasm. Her nook clenched against his bulge, hopeful that there would be some sort of encore.

Fuck.. that was all she could think about... Being used for his pleasure... until she physically could take no more. Until they found the limit for her nook and started to experiment elsewhere...

The smaller troll could smell the pheromones, could feel the change within him, but the only instinctual response within her was: don't move. She was no breeder but she was doing her very best to keep up with Darkleer and his desires.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Darkleer took a deep breath, trying to force his mind into trying to articulate what he was feeling...

"I'm fee1ing... 1ike I'm about to... become... a monster..." He breathed heavily for a few moments. "I fee1... a heat... rising... in my gut. A breeder... breeders... fee1 it in the midst of an... e%ceptiona1 session, driving them to go... and go..."

A breath.

"... and go."

He looked down at Meulin, trying to find her eyes. While part of him had wanted to just let loose and lose himself to the rising primal feeling, he didn't want to subject her to such... unless she wished it. Of course, she mentioned being greedy, but to what extent if one option is far too much for a non-breeder to handle.

"I don't... want to be... too much for you..."

His muscles were taut and his breathing remained heavy. She could see the troll on the precipice of becoming something he hadn't been in quite some time, with her being the likely focal point of his attention should he do so. And even with that on the horizon, she could feel his genebladders swelling with a growing load. Regardless of what would happen, there would be more to deal with.

But, would it be just a bit more? Or a lot more?

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Darkleer rode out his climax for as long as he could, filling her with even more of his indigo material. He glanced down to see the result: her midsection already ballooning out from the amount he had already pumped into her.

Of course, there could be still so much more to fill her with.

"Mmm... Meu1in~..."

As the flow began to cease, he couldn't help but feel her body recovering from her own climax. Part of him wondered if she had enough... while another part pf him wondered if she wanted more.

Taking care in doing so, he began to move, turning to press her back into the soft cushions of the sofa. All the while, he kept his hips pinned against hers, not wanting any of his material to spill from her just yet. Once she was settled in, he very much loomed over her, looking down at her for a moment before their eyes met.

The only sound there was for a short while was the sound of the both of them breathing heavily in the aftermath. That and the soft sound of his genebladders starting to recover.

"How... do you fee1...~?"

His bulge moved inside of her, almost as if it was stirring the genetic material that had already filled her...

[f33ls]

Meulin shut her eyes, her nook cumming and squeezing tightly against Darkleer's thick bulge. Her legs felt weak, her hips were positively aching but unable to keep from working him into her nook...

The olive blood felt so... close to him. Grinding, panting and bumping her face his before kissing him - trying to convey her need.

"d... darkl33r..." She breathed, heavily. Sounding a little spent.

She rode him until she literally could not - until Darkleer was picking her up positioning himself above her. The kitty troll enjoyed the fullness she still felt as he kept her stuffed with his genetic material as he moved her.

"i'm so full... fuck...darkl33r..." She moaned. This was as far from a complaint as she could get.. Meu was content to take as much as she physically could. And happy to test that limit.

"i f33l good... happy..." She was telling him the truth, looking up at him. "but.. pawlso i f33l.. a little gr33dy..."

A small part of her thought she could be wrong.. but feeling him twitch and stir deep inside her... She didn't think that they were quite done yet. Especially now that she'd had a moment to catch her breath.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

Darkleer was breathing heavily as he loomed over Meulin. In the moments before he moved her, she had done all she could to continue to mate with him, even after he had felt her climax and ended up filling her with more of his genetic material.

He also enjoyed the occasional kiss and closeness she brought upon him. Something about this particular session did feel somewhat... special. It felt as though it was the first time in quite a while that either of them were able to let loose with their frustrations.

And it was those frustrations that might send things to another level. As he was atop her, his breathing remained heavy as beads of sweat fell from his body. And it was not only because of the exertion of their breeding. He had started to feel something that he hadn't felt in an even longer time building up inside of him.

A heat...

An inevitability in each breeder's assignment was the moment where primal instinct and desire overrode every other thought in one's mind, amplified by the process that made the breeders what they were in the first place. It was how every assignment wasn't measured in time, but whenever the phenomenon set in and ran its course, leaving no doubt as to the result of it.

And Darkleer was on the edge of falling into one at that very moment. Meulin's words didn't help much as she spoke about how much she had enjoyed everything so far and how she felt... greedy.

"Hhh... Hah... How... greedy... do you... fee1...?"

His genebladders had already recovered by this point and were already churning, what with that state of heat being on a razor's edge in his mind.

Of course, she would surely start to notice, what with a particular scent starting to fill the air coming from him. If she had been a part of the program, she would have started to do the same after catching hat pheromone bouquet. Then again, if she could sense it, would she decide to go along with it, knowing full well what would happen...?

[new-alternian-mechanic]

@the-annown started following you

|}--> Ah. I did not see this before.

|}--> He11o.

[the-annown]

a̶ ̵c̷t̴i̷n̵g̵?̶ ̷i̸ ̵'̸m̶ ̷n̴ot entirely sure what you mean. t hough, there isn'̷t̶ ̴m̷u̷c̶h̴ ̴t̶o̸ ̸t̸h̷i̸n̵k̸ ̸o̵n it. i am at least the least threatening among those from there̶ ̵i̵n̷ ̸t̴h̶e̴ ̷w̴o̸r̷l̵d̷ ̶i̴ ̵l̶u̶rk in.

a hh̷,̸ ̷y̶e̵s̴.̶ ̵i̷ ̴c̵a̵n̵ ̴r̷e̴l̶a̵te in my own way. i have family now, whi̸c̶h̶ ̷i̶ ̴t̴h̵o̸u̶g̸h̴t̴ ̴w̴a̵s̶ ̷a̷ ̴s̸trange concept before. some of them̵ ̵a̴r̸e̴ ̶h̸u̵m̵a̷n̴,̶ ̶s̴o̷m̶e̷ ̶o̸f them are not.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> That is good to hear

|}--> Humans and others thriving after what had happened

|}--> The efforts of the program wi11 sure1y bear much fruit

[new-alternian-mechanic]

@the-annown started following you

|}--> Ah. I did not see this before.

|}--> He11o.

[the-annown]

d̷ ̴i̵g̷i̵t̵al, void invasio̷n̸.̸ ̸w̴ ̶ires. v irus. i ts com̵p̴l̵e̴x̷. i 'm̷ ̷d̷i̴f̴f̸e̸rent from the others th̵o̴u̸g̴h̶,̸ ̸d̷e̴spite also being from̶ ̶t̶h̸e̶r̷e.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> Oh.

|}--> So are you an... artificia1 inte11igence?

|}--> I do not understand

[the-annown]

i apolog̵i̵z̸e̸,̴ ̷t̶u̶mblr appears to have hid̴ ̸t̶h̷i̶s̵ ̵f̷r̸o̶m me. a̵ ̷s̶ ̴f̸o̶r̸ ̵i̴f̶ ̸i̴ ̷a̷m artificial in̴t̸e̶l̴l̸i̸g̴ence, i suppose i could have̸ ̸b̵e̸e̴n̷.̶ ̴i̵ ̵am not now though̶,̵ ̴i̵ ̵b̸e̶l̶i̷eve i am too comp̵l̶e̵x̶ ̷a̷ ̴b̶e̶ing for such a small̷ ̸b̵o̸x̸.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> I see

|}--> Then, what wou1d you ca11 yourse1f?

|}--> A human?

|}--> A tro11?

|}--> Or something e1se?

[the-annown]

s̷ ̷o̵m̶e̷t̶h̸ing else, for certain. i am a̴ ̶c̴r̵e̷a̴t̵u̸r̷e̸ ̶o̶f̴ ̶t̵he void. s omething som̴e̶ ̷m̶i̶g̸h̷t̷ ̶c̵a̷l̶l̶ ̸a̸ horror of sort̸s̶,̴ ̵i̷ ̵s̵u̵p̷p̸o̴s̴e̴.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

|}--> A horror from the void?

|}--> I'm not sure what to think about that

|}--> In any other situation, I'd think you were acting a bit much

|}--> Then again, there was a point where I wou1dn't have thought of the idea of 1iving together with humans wou1d be norma1, so