#top starters

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this gif (top version) open to: bottoms, males (cis/trans), nb plot: modern!verse. oberon wants to bond with his son, Alphin, so he takes him to a bath house downtown. Y/M is currently in the middle of the two of them, getting used on both ends, serving as a conduit for that bonding.<

"watch this."

Oberon's hands grabbed the man's waist, his fingers pressing against the muscle and the skin, leaving the surrounding part with a shy tone of red. He smirked at his son, standing in front of him, right on the other end of their guest. Letting his spit run from his lips down to the man's crack, he rubbed the head of his hard cock against the wet entrance before slowly entering. This was bonding. At least, a type of bonding. Oberon knew Alphin was drifting away and there weren't that many things in common between them anymore. Except for a taste of human men. Their hard muscles and tight holes. Oberon smiled at his boy, even if he didn't seen willing to smile back.

"for fuck's sake, dad."

Seeing his old man looking at him and smiling while fucking a man's ass made Alphin roll his eyes. He was about to move away, look for someone else in the bath house, some privacy, but the hungry whore between them seemed to have gained a new fire upon hearing Alphin call Oberon 'dad'. He felt those hungry lips around his girth and immediately he started growing hard on him again. "do you think i don't know how to fuck a human?" he grinded his teeth, holding back a moan, not wanting to give the pleasure of it neither to the man, nor to his dad.

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this gif (top version) open to: bottoms (ftm, cis, nbs, anything) plot: Y/M can be someone Regnard met on the inn he is staying now - a farmer boy, a soldier, a fellow traveller, the son of the inn's owner, etc. Clearly he developed a crush on Regnard and Regnard is fully aware of it, but he hasn't yet played into it. Until now that Y/M has taken drastic measures...

"I guess your daddy really didn't teach you how to behave, boy."

Regnard sat on the edge of the inn's bed. He had gotten the master room, with a big window from which he could see the meadow in the morning with its fog and lower light. But the only lights in the room then were the ones from his magic - a yellow type of light floating in the air right there in the middle, exposing his frame and the one from the young man that was not supposed to be there that night. Especially not holding onto Regnard's cotton cloth, the one he generally used under his travelling breeches. Upon such a sigh, the dragon turned and locked the door behind him.

"But don't worry, I know how to make sure bad boys go good." He walked to the young man, holding him by the back of his neck and taking him to the bed. That was then. Now he caressed the beautiful round cheeks he had so quickly freed before lying the boy on his lap. "Good boys do not steal another man's braies, my friend. They ask for it." He lifted his hand up and let it fall with a harsh, heavy slap. Lucky for him, the boy would not be heard, since the cotton cloth was now stuck between his teeth.

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this amazing scene ( one, two and three ) from women in love (1969) open to: bottoms (males, ftm, nb, etc) plot: Memé and YM are alone and Memé proposes they wrestle by the fire, completely naked. He seems unbothered by the consequences of this act. YM (who has a crush on Memé) feels hesitant about this much physical contact. Memé knows this and proposes such a situation to break that ice without bringing their sexuality in discussion. (ps. memé is effeminate and looks almost delicate, but he is generally a "demanding" top. not dominant, but definitely demanding.)

"what scares you so?"

Memé stood completely naked by the fireplace. In it, flames licked stone and the sound of its sparks broke the silence in between their words. He had no shame about the way he looked. Or of his proposal. The other man seemed a bit more hesitant though. "Are you afraid of me now? After all this time? Don't be a prude. How many times have we shared a bath and swam naked in your dad's lakes?" Memé moved his wrist, shaking the red content of the glass he held. Then he drunk it up, drying it and putting it away. He moved with grace as he slid from the fireplace and closer to his friend. His grace had something almost feminine to it, as if he was one of those brave heroines of the squadron in which he was the only man. Chest up and full of his pride. His soft cock hanging between his legs, exposed to the other's sight.

"You have said it yourself when we met for that lunch by the stream. We are closer than lovers. But we are not lovers, for our connection is spiritual. Are you so afraid of your flesh?" He stopped inches from the other, their faces close enough that Memé could whisper. "Take them off and fight me."

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this gif (top version) open to: bottoms plot: enemies to lovers. Ryuok is a prince, but a prince from a distant land, lost in the realm where Y/M is from. Y/M might be a low level noble, even a commoner that was not welcoming to a foreigner but eventually warmed up to Ryuok and now they are lovers in secret (sort of). Ryuok holds no grudge, he actually likes Y/M but he is a bit dominant, while Y/M who was such a macho-type against Ryuok is now soft and mellow as a kitten. (extra points if Y/M has never been with another man before Ryuok and thought that was a bad thing to do)

"now I feed you from my own hands."

Ryouk took a round raspberry, big to the point of bursting, and pushed it against a pot of honey, submerging it completely to the point his own fingers were sticky with the golden thick liquid. Satisfied with it, he put it on the other man's mouth, feeding it to him, pushing it inside just as he did with the honey pot, fingers and all in. He let go of the berry, but kept the two digits into that mouth, tracing small invisible circles over the other's tongue.

"At one point, you would not even eat at the same table I occupied. Now look at us." His fingers were still there, soaked in honey and saliva. His dark eyes watched the other's eyes, keeping that gaze and inspiring the need he saw in them. So deep and true. He pulled his fingers out and let them into the honey pot again, soaking them in it until they were glued to each other. He pulled up and let it only a few inches from that tongue. "Lick it."

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this pic (tops version) open to: bottoms (males / ftm / nb) plot: Y/M can be a knight they met in a tavern, a noble going around, a prostitute they hired together, a young adventurer that has been traveling along with the party, etc. No matter the direction, the end result is that Myo and Seife got Y/M showing off their ass and they will both end inside them.

"well, good Sir, which sword are you going to sheath first?"

Myo grabbed his own hard cock and slapped against the round, exposed ass. He looked over to Seife, who also had a drunk-sort of grin in his lips, looking down at the two hard dicks side by side. "Would you rather have a thick, veiny one from my friend Seife, so it will open you up and soften your walls?" Myo winked at Seife, whose chuckle filled the room. "Or, would you rather my long one, that will reach so deep you might end up forgetting your own name as you lose yourself to lust?" His hand reached between the cheeks and he touched that tiny, wet hole that he and Seife had been eating out just a moment before.

"Well, good Sir." Seife echoed, trying to hold his laughter as his hand moved down the other's back, tracing his spine and pushing it down a bit so the other would stick that ass up. "What will it be? Which one of us go first?"

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this gif (top version) open to: bottoms (males, nb, ftm) plot: t*boo welcomed. Ephraim is generally a good guy, a priest that is beloved by all, a noble with a good heart. But he was cursed and in some nights, his evil takes over. This is one of such nights and he is fucking Y/M. Y/M has had a crush on Ephraim for a very long time and the "good" Ephraim knows this, but never acted on it, for shame or morals. His "evil" side wants to give his "good" side a gift, by fucking Y/M into submission and making him a 'whore'. (Y/M can be his sibling, can be his dad/uncle/whatever. They can also be a follower from the church - Ephraim is a cleric -, can be the son of a loyal knight, a servant, etc)

"look at you. look there. from now on, this is what you are."

Ephraim growled the words against the other's ear. His voice was heavy, his eyes of a deep purple color, shining deep as the words sunk into the other's skin. He had his cock down all the way inside that warm hole, pressing his hairy chest against the other's back. A part of him was hornier from trying to guess what would his other him feel like in the morning, waking up next to that ass, destroyed and abused as it was. He moved his hips up. It was a slow movement as he enjoyed how that warm hole tightened up around his girth. Once almost nothing of it remained inside, he pushed it deep, hard. The sound of their bodies colliding almost as loud as the thump on the wood of the bed he was using.

"He knows you like to stare at his cock. He likes it when you do." Ephraim whispered the words, teasingly. He gave a small bite on the other's shoulder. Ephraim was talking about himself, or, to be more precise, the one that that was the cage to his curse. The good one. "Now, pretty one, tell me. How much can you take me? For how long?" The challenging whisper came out just as he started moving his hips again. His movement was fast and hard enough to punch the other's body down against the mattress.

[rhapsodc]

open starter! open to: males/trans (tops or bottoms) plot: y/m is an old secret lover, possibly someone of noble blood or someone with money. he might have been falling for myo, but myo was definitely in it for the fun. still, they broke up on really bad terms with y/m hiring men to kick myo out of town. now myo heard y/m is on the same town as he is, so he decides to pay y/m a visit - for old times sake.

"Well, don't mind me, my Lord." Myo entered the best room of the inn without even knocking. He had heard the man was in town and he thought it would be fun to pay him a visit. Well, fun for him at least. Pulling one of the fancy chairs back, he sat on it and put his boots over the bed, watching the other there. "You still sleep naked, just like you used to when I climbed over your window." He had a smirk on his lips that mixed a bit of his cocky attitude with the promise of a good time. Leaning back to the point the chair stood on its two back feet, he put his hands behind his head. "It was a shame that night you put your guards there to wait for me. And all because you heard about a guy on a tavern. I didn't know you were so jealous. Otherwise I'd have..." He made a sound with his tongue, shaking his head as he chuckled. "- been more discreet with my buddies."

[rhapsodc]

open starter! based on this gif (top version) open to: bottoms, any male presenting ones plots: go crazy here. Y/M can be anyone. Enemies to lovers, old friends, secret romance, t*boo, etc, etc.

"go deep in there. you know you need this."

Magnar lifted his arms, hands going behind his head. This opened his chest, showing off lines of hard muscles and the hair under his armpits. His biceps looked big too, but there was only one thing he wanted the other to pay attention to. He moved his head a little and took a deep breath, taking in his own scent after their bodies had been touching and clashing and warming up. It inundated his lungs and his mind and when he released that same air, he smiled at the other. The King was not a man to hold back his instincts. That human body he took was his temple and in it, he worshiped and expected to be worshiped.

"Go for it." His voice was thick and slow, like a rumbling out of his chest. His abs moved as he took another deep breath, hanging onto that smile that painted his face with dirty desires. Moving one hand down, he caressed the hairs under his arm, patting his bones underneath before assuming the first position again, all open, all for the other's taste.