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ASK/RP blog for Sierra from Pokèmon GO run by gio/infernalpursuit

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PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS *  assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.

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she has privileges :)

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[pathologising]

if YOU die because I poisoned you...how is that MY fault like I'm sorry you aren't immune to my poisons I think that's genuinely something you need to work on. Fix yourself before blaming others.

[coiledqueen]

lucy lets out an undignified, desperate sound as she feels sierra's legs crushing into her sides again--those muscular thighs constricting, squeezing the remaining air from her abused ribcage. (every breath requires impossible labor now. it's torture.)

normally, the pike queen would contest, would try to wrench the vice-grip apart--but all of her focus needs to stay on her own chokehold, forearm wedged into the flesh of sierra's neck. lucy's still on top, and if she can just...just knock sierra out before the lethal scissor hold takes her own breath away, she'll finally have her win. go the fuck to sleep, already...

what had previously been a showcase of skill and technique was quickly boiling down to one final test of endurance.

sierra's legs twitch, tighten, and lucy feels hot tears spring to her eyes, mingling with the sweat dripping down her brow. she narrows her eyes down at the powerful, devestating woman pinned beneath her...and bears her fangs, even as black spots begin to dance around the periphery of her vision. she could kill me right now, lucy thinks, and the realization injects a fresh burst of that reckless adrenaline straight into her veins.

the next few moments seem to pass in slow-motion. lucy hears a cracking sound, feels white-hot pain lancing through her side--broken rib, likely--and pitches forward, black curtain falling over her consciousness...

(but her arm never leaves sierra's throat. had her efforts been enough...?)

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God DAMNIT--! She truly believed that the grip on her sides would've been enough. She truly believed she had victory served on a silver platter already.

As always, she makes the same mistake.

Sierra isn't certain how long they remained in that tense stalemate, nor focuses on any noise that could leave each of their throats - be it a growl of pain or frustration, or a gasp for air that fails to come. She just tightens her grip, tries to move under Lucy's, desperate to breathe or to choke her out before she could faint. Ignoring how her head was getting lighter by the second, ignoring how misty her eyes could be getting, ignoring how much each of her attempts at rolling on top again got weaker, more desperate, with each failure.

She opens her mouth. Nothing comes in, a choked gasp turned into a whine comes out.

Lucy moves forward. Presses harder. The world grows darker--

--and Sierra, before she could stop herself from letting deperation take over, lets go. Taps the mat, closes her eyes as her legs finally leave Lucy's side, dropping back down with a loud thud.

Fine. Fine. You win.

[coiledqueen]

sierra's knee drives into already-bruised flesh, and lucy manages to tense herself just before the world goes white with blinding pain.

even with her opponent's grip loosening, the pike queen can't breathe, eyes blown wide as she tries to instinctively curl into herself. nothing's broken, but something is definitely wrong, a stabbing pain in her side that makes every inhale torturous. was it...going to end like this? pinned under go rocket's fearsome lioness, another struggle, yet another defeat, added to the loop...?

she's trained weeks for this, got her ass handed to her by greta just to build endurance for their final, ill-advised clash. she's already proven that she can hang tough with one of kanjoh's most ruthless scrappers. she could tap out here, let sierra make her temporary home in the battle pike, and mark defeat on another brutal spar. (besides, having sierra around more? there were certainly worse punishments...)

but pike queen lucy is a frontier brain, and competitiveness burns like a wildfire in her soul, thrumming deep within her veins. call her dogged persistence reckless, stupid, infuriating, but she will never give up. (a snake never releases its prey, after all.)

when sierra lands her devastating kidney shot, her chokehold loosens--for a just a fraction of a single moment--and lucy--somehow--manages to seize upon the opportunity. the playfulness in the pike queen's voice is gone, and a feral noise tears from her throat as she executes her final gambit.

using all of her remaining strength to wrench both women to the side, lucy sends sierra off-balance onto her back. with a hiss, lucy half-pounces, half-flops atop the admin, pressing her bruised forearm down into the flesh of sierra's neck.

sweat. scrapes, bruises, heavy, rattling breathing. sierra's stormy expression makes lucy's heart flutter as she takes everything in, licking her bloodied lip. wild raven hair frames her face as she bears down with a grimace, leaning closer to the danger, her hungry gaze still searing with that lethal desire to win.

it's not a perfect pin, but it's truly all lucy has left, for real this time. her cards are on the table.

and, for this brief, fortunate moment, the pike queen is on top.

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"--!"

That's what we get for singing victory too early, Sierra. She should've known better, by now, but she was so sure that her last hit managed to break something that the possibility of a counter didn't even cross her mind until she found herself on the mat, her breath suddenly broken.

Gritting her teeth, she immediately attempted to flip them over again, just to find Lucy practically pusher her whole, dead weight on her - not growling back, maybe, but getting dangerously close to it as she was forced down again, letting out a frustrated groan. Why why why did she have to make things so difficult?!

If she couldn't roll them over, however, she'll have to take her down from below: those damned legs of hers move once again, locking and squeezing around Lucy's already battered sides, trying to hold tight enough to make her give up before she had to, if she didn't want to faint due to lack of air herself.

[poketcg-art]

Lapras -- Atsuko Nishida

[coiledqueen]

"...is this a genuine suggestion, or are you upset you couldn't see that coming, darling?"

"why not both...?" lucy wheezes, drawing a rattling breath and sierra advances like the inevitable, ruthless destroyer that she is. in past spars, maybe they would banter more. even flirt. but there's something different about this match, something hungrier in the lioness's eyes as she closes the distance between them. lucy heaves, trying to draw her breath in and scramble away, but she's nearing the padded wall of the training gym. running out of space and time. get up, don't you dare let her pin you--

and then, sierra pounces.

lucy thrashes like a feisty magikarp caught in a net, trying to buck the admin off...only to let out a strangled groan when sierra straddles her stomach and winds her anew. sierra's hand flies to lucy's neck...but doesn't immediately squeeze the expected pressure points. no, sierra merely maintains her grip as lucy tugs at her wrist, still grunting and squirming for freedom, the pike queen's pale face flushing pink. (when a win this big was on the line, who gave a shit about dignity?)

there's a freedom, a rush, an elusive intimacy here, tucked beneath the layers of violence...and--as lucy glares up at sierra, even she has to appreciate the admin's devastating power...and beauty. god, she'll miss this. perhaps sierra is savoring this moment, too--lucy notices when she draws out the pin with that smug smile, offering what would be an humiliating surrender for her opponent. give.

lucy licks her split lip...and smiles back in that infuriating, bratty way, her gaze still intense...but also teasing. playful. sierra probably already knows her answer, but the defiance spills breathlessly from the pike queen anyways, gasped around the admin's firm chokehold. "...f-fuck you, sierra." make me.

lucy kicks out with her long legs once more, and even when sierra doesn't budge from her top position--the frontier brain doesn't stop her attempts to break the hold. no, lucy's all in...and this match isn't over yet. do your worst.

my luck can always change.

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Despite everything, the Admin found herself chuckling, cocking her head on the side as her gaze, for but a second, seemed to soften. Arguably a much hungrier and dangerous demeanor than before, coming from someone like her. One that oozed confidence.

"Language, dear."

It's hard to find a sparring partner like Lucy. One that doesn't fold the second she gets hit, one that still keeps on fighting despite her sure defeat, one that answers to threats and orders with spiteful bravery. Normally, Sierra would hate to deal with someone like this, deeming them as brats, but the woman under her was different-- ...well, no. She was still a brat, right now, but one that she didn't seem to mind. With anyone else, she would've tightened her grip and force them to give in, or simply enouogh squeezed the right places to make them stop squirm for good, but apparently she didn't mind having the battle go on for a little longer.

"Someone should teach you some manners."

Barely paying attention to Lucy's sorry attempts to break free and loosening her fingers, the Rocket shuffled on the side, her free hand now pressing down the opponent's legs to keep them down as one of her own was lifted behind her, soon enough bringing it down to the Pike Queen's torso, her knee aiming to her kidney.

What now, sweetie?

[cosmoxdrome]

Hook, line, and sinker— Sierra bit at the bait. And why wouldn't she? Ariana was a prize most could only dream of lying with. What a lucky one Sierra was.

"Of course," purred Ariana, standing up and leaning over her side of the desk. "This will remain between just the two of us."

She reached for Sierra, her fingers grasping her by her suit before pulling her in close.

"Now come here~"

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A soft chuckle escaped her lips.

"I appreciate, Executive.", Sierra found herself almost purring, letting herself get pulled in but tightening her own grip on the other's suit in return to meet in the middle. It takes her a moment to actually close her eyes, the same amount of time she takes to be a little daring and go beyond a chaste, little pressing of lips, opening them ever so slightly.

A quiet invitation to go further, maybe. One that isn't accompanied by her shoulders relaxing.

[cosmoxdrome]

Oh ho! Now that sounded fun. It's been a long time since she allowed another woman to top her.

"Bring it on, babe."

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...should she dare? Should she actually. Lean closer, dare to grab for her superior's shirt? Be so unprofessional to take the bait?

"As long as this remains between the two of us, Executive."

Yeah. Sure.

She's going for the kiss, practically already half on top of the desk. Might as well, at this point!

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"Alright... what I'd like?

I'd like to see you try. Just to end up under me."

Sierra wins. Sierra always wins.

"...of course. Hypotetically speaking."

Ho-Oh's flames she needs to get laid so bad.

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💞+Thoughts on toys (alone or with a partner)?

[ sunday asks ; ACCEPTING ]

"Eh, generally I'm not a big fan of those. Vibrators are okay on my own, but I'd rather not use them on my partners.

I prefer fingers."

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In the spirit of Sexual Sunday, feel free to send 💞 + any dirty questions you may have for them on anon, and they HAVE to answer honestly!

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on one hand, she'd love to jump at the opportunity. on the other she doesn't want to be seen as yet another low level admin who tries to bed one of the executives to go up the ranks.

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💞+ slow and intimate or fast and intense?

[ sunday asks ; ACCEPTING ]

"It depends, mostly on the time I have… or wether my partner is worth it or not.

I don't mind either, but it's rare to find someone who deserves a slow treatment, nowadays."

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