#cmdrjanus2

[computerwarrior]

Difficult Person Test

I was tagged by @cmdrjanus-2 here, thanks!

I tag: @not-that-dillinger @evecolourshock @ask-alan-one and anyone else who wants to do it!

[jastun-frailthorn]

@cmdrjanus-2​ cont from here

Jastun smiles and continues to pump his fingers into her ass, standing close enough that none below would be able to see the arm that was currently in use. He takes the time to slowly drive two digits deep into her tight, clinging hole while looking down at the troops she was in charge of for today.

“Come now, you didn’t wear any underwear and practically shook you ass in my face as we climbed the stairs up here. You should have expected this.” He whispered the words and spread his fingers, stretching her nicely for a moment before starting to go again.

“Now I believe you need to address the soldiers below.” 

[perfectiasiclibertas]

¥ Grand Marshall. If it's not too much to ask, I want to be assigned to your squad on your next mission sir. I want to prove myself worthy of both you and our glorious Luminary.

   “Interesting. Few programs would ask for         such an assignment– the work that I do         carries a high risk of deresolution; and         beyond that, can be rather… gruesome.”

   “Your dedication has been noted, soldier. I’ll         approve your request at once.”

[jastun-frailthorn]

@cmdrjanus-2

Jastun ties a towel around his waist while grabbing some of the code clothes he had been supplied. They weren’t exactly what he was used to but it was fun to have them form fit to his body. Once that was finished he would sit across from Janus and smile in that charming way he had.

“Fine is good.” The man would lean back in his seat and cross his legs and watch as she sipper her beverage.

“Any plans tonight? Maybe we could do something if you’re in the mood.”

[perfectiasiclibertas]

"Dyson...your still alive?"

He had lost track of how long he’d been there some time ago. Military patrols never made it this far into the Outlands - to where the wretched ISOs used to build colonies - at least, not unless they were looking for something specific, and had a good idea of where it was. Therefore when he saw the familiar Occupation officer walking towards him, Dyson first assumed that he was merely glitching.

A moment passed. He realized that Janus was still there.

  “It appears so.”

His voice was cut with static and lacked the tone of vigor that programs had once been afraid of.

[iiingenious]

🔥 Kinky Tumblr RP Meme 🔥 🖇️ Power & Control

@cmdrjanus-2 / @badsectoromega said: 🔗 “On your knees, where you belong!” (from Janus)

There's no witty retort, and hardly any resistance, Janus had made things clear on numerous occasions. She is superior... no exceptions, either fall in line- or she'll break you until you do. Tim was broken, evident as he waits before Janus on his knees, head lowered, arms clasped together behind his back.

[iiingenious]

"Alright, I'll play a little game with you mister Drake~"

*lathers her middle and index fingers with muscle relaxant lube and slowly presses them in and out of his ass*

Stick something in my muse’s ass. They’re bent over and spreading their butt wide open. What are you waiting for? @cmdrjanus-2 / @badsectoromega

"Game- I'm sorry game? What kind of game calls for this-" There was a chill from the lubricant that made him shiver, already so exposed and now being penetrated, prepared for-- god knows what. "Just- be gentle-" he snickers.

[iiingenious]

BDSM Tools- My muse is at your's mercy restrained in a well-equipped sex dungeon! Select what you'll be using on them (feel free to pick more than one!)

@cmdrjanus-2 / @badsectoromega said: BDSM Tools: White Latex Suit + Ball Gag & Anal Hook! (for Quorra)

Turns out that when someone is so... integrated with technology and the digital world, their knowledge is relatively boundless. Irony speaking of being bound. Tim once again all too willing to be subject to Quorra's whims, found himself at her mercy. Dressed now in a gleaming white latex catsuit, with a hook nestled inside keeping him upright, and the gag keeping him quiet- for the most part. He can't help but wonder what her intent is with such grand design.