#under eden

[a-den-of-demons]

A Demon's Heat (Closed RP w/ @under-eden)

Setsuna was trying to resist his heat as it blasted him. Normally he was cool and collected, but right now his body cried for blood or a mate, but he would not put people in danger. His small cave in the woods kept away most creatures, and the beasts were afraid of him. But unknown to him, a distant friend had come to find him.

[nobodyofsparks]

The Sauvageon Soirees were whispered about in bdsm circles around the area, but famously rather exclusive. Invites were only given out by the mistress or through referral, but the mistress still took applications if people were interested. The form was brief but personal: asking a lot about the applicant's kinks and preferences.

It seemed that Shiranui's application met the mistress' interest because the taimanin found herself invited to an interview for a guest spot. Led in by a maid into a lounge room / library, the mistress of the house was reclining in a chaise lounge with a book that she promptly marked and set down.

"Well! Look at you~ The picture showed you were a cutey, but looking at your body now, mmph~!" Larxene greeted Shiranui as lecherously as expected of a pervert. But she did do a proper introduction. "Larxene Sauvageon, wonderful to meet you in person. You can just call me Mistress if you prefer. Now, would you like to discuss your boundaries and desires first, or do you want to let me take the wheel and see how kinky you really are?" Larxene was already invading Shiranui's personal space, placing her fingers under her chin as she asked the question to have Shiranui look at her.

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[incubabe]

@under-eden

At the end of the day, it was about the pecking order. While Riley had convinced the firm to spend a little more money on outreach, social responsibility, that in turn led to the odd invitation to this-or-that event or gala. Ones that she was obliged to attend. Sowing, and reaping. This time, it was in celebration of the local film society: a cause the hellspawn personally supported for their cheap tickets and easy date nights. Unfortunately, their galas were to the last profoundly boring.

But there was new meat, someone else to drag to the event. A secretary, hired about a month ago. She was nice enough, Riley supposed. Not a ton of insight into her. Don't mix personal and professional -- a fine rule of thumb, even when your personal didn't involve devils, magic horseshit, and the occult underground. But the tickets were for two, and there was no way Riley was going to burn a night small-talking with one of the other partners at the firm. That left...

Yes. Riley wanted to see her secretary dressed up. Sue her. The smile on her face was genuine, as her gaze flicked from her phone to the tap of heels on pavement, waiting outside the gala space. For the hellspawn's sake, she'd gone with a nice deep blue suit, accented with black and gold. (And some more comfortable clothes beneath, but that was to feed after the ball was over.) Faux-noble, she offered her arm for the plus-one to take.

"Hiya. Glad you came. If you hadn't, I would've cried and cried and cried. Ready for the crustiest, most tiresome people in the world to tell you about how much they love French New Wave?"

[stripclub-elysium]

In Space no one can hear you moan (Closed RP with @under-eden)

Griseo opened her eyes, looking at the familiar ceiling she is seeing every day since she decided to join the space station with Rieri, Naomi and Daiki... sometimes wondering she will see this before they could eventually return back home.

After thinking about her daily life, Griseo finally stood up and entered the woman's shower, enjoying the warm water falling on her

[sins-of-warriors]

A match made in Makai(close starter for @under-eden )

The demon kingdom was and is a place were no aspect of hope could bloom, his corrupted nature linger in the air with a recognizable stench, the moment that the Hell Knight Ingrid step into the dimension she was stalked by the demonic denizens existing on the cursed land waiting, observing every motion she made for the perfect time.

The first wave crash like a tidal wave, a flood of imps, ogres and lesser demons jump on her alto they were many non of them a true challenge for her sword, nor her skills honed by training, however as soon an enemy fell another two take their place, then three more, and not only that as more resistant foes rush to submit her.

Soon she was restrain by two hulking beasts holding her arms and shoulders as another began to approach with malicious intent reaching forward to rip off her cloths, as it was about to fulfill its lowest desires a spear ran trough its chest spilling its bile blood, as its body fell limp a tall muscular figure show up behind "Go hunt elsewhere... this prey is too good for your kind..." the green creature grunt slamming a brutish axe on one of the monster holding the woman "defend yourself! or I leave you to this scums..."

[freeusemuses]

Bitter taste of one's own medicine.

Closed RP W/@under-eden

NOMAD had fallen Edwin Black alongside Ingrid, his right hand woman had been captured. The creatures used to violate the captured Tiamanins had been dealt with. All that was left to do, was to rescue the captured ADN women. As well as see to the capture of the rogue Taimanin, Oboro.

[thecuriouswriter]

(Time to make a thread from here. )

"I was just...wanting to enjoy the showers?" The male replied with a calm tone, making it hard not to gather thoughts with the two women as both were clearly good on their own way. "What about you? I don't think I've seen you around before. It's quite a change of pace to see two beauties." He praised sincerely, approaching before tossing the towel to the side with the toned muscles being open for both to enjoy.

"Got a name, you two?"

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[brokenblueazure]

@under-eden​

Being able to stop and take in a good look past the beauty... “You...” Snapping out of his momentary lecherous gaze, “...You are one of them, aren’t you?” Still, he didn’t let go of his grip, otherwise it’d be an embarrassing display for her and for the better, since she was capable of actually hurting him. It was clear she only had enough energy to scream his promises at him. That said, he did know of them... These ninjas, essentially.

He heard and saw them around sometimes; he knew them.

“What was the big plan? Why are you after me?” Better get answers, or push came to shove, he’d have to calm her down by other means he would not mind having to use.