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lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
noneforyou) wrote in lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
[OPEN] June Event: a little sweet fruit
● WHO: Xue Yang and open!
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
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[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
Wildcard
[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
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He can take it, can't he? All of him. Every sharp twist of Suzaku's hips as he takes that unsteady rhythm and makes something unrelenting with it. Steadily, his fingers bore into Xue Yang's body. Steadily, he jerks upward before slamming himself back down.
This last month's been difficult for everyone, hasn't? A little stress relief is in order, but beyond that, Xue Yang's offered himself up as the perfect target for Suzaku's aggression. This dog, loud as it is, has its uses.]
If you come, I'll punish you. Don't even think about it.
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Now I'm thinking about it. Do you really think I'm scared of any punishment at this point?
[ He's half surprised by how strained his voice is when it comes out, but despite that his voice is steady, and he grins just to punctuate the sentiment.
He's not about to push himself to a faster orgasm, but he has no intention of holding back if he gets there before Suzaku wants him to.
After a moment Xue Yang tips his head back and lets out a moan, more for show than anything honest, a little play at pretending he's getting closer to orgasm. ]
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[Suzaku rarely wonders if there are others just as broken as himself wandering this desolate corner of hell, but there must be. He's met one other already. Xue Yang can't be all that different if he's willing to accept the pain Suzaku offers him like he might a gift.
Should he care when all he offers him pain in exchange? No, but Suzaku remains curious all the same as he drives himself down on that cock, hissing through the pains of penetration. It feels good too, of course, but he isn't about to sit back and luxuriate in how good it feels when Xue Yang is trying to make a fool of him.
At that, Suzaku scoffs.]
You're a liar, aren't you? A snake.
[Just like Suzaku himself. Just like the other broken man he'd met on this lonely little island. How unfortunate that they have this much in common.]
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[ Having a high pain tolerance and a lack of fear of death (perhaps even a fascination with it) both mean that he doesn't fear what others might try to inflict on him. Ever since he was seven, he's never found that he has anything else he's afraid of.
He gives a few more thrusts, but then slows down so he can concentrate better on speaking. ]
And if people assume the wrong thing, that's their fault. I do what I say I will. If I say I'll cut someone's tongue out, I'll cut it out. If I say I'll kill someone, I kill them. I don't lie about things like that.
[ He's still pretty much a snake though, in various ways.
Xue Yang goes to pick his pace back up, but he's slightly slower at the moment. ]
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Suzaku lets him finish before continuing the relentless push of his fingers, coming to the conclusion that he's just about prepared Xue Yang to take him. Just like that, Suzaku brusquely tugs off his lap and positions himself between his thighs.]
Is there anything you do care about?
[That might've been a genuine question, facetious as it sounds. Suzaku doesn't wait for the answer before pushing himself inside of Xue Yang.]
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He pauses for a moment, then rocks his hips back on Suzaku's to feel a bit of movement and shifting inside of him. ]
Fuck... that's not too bad. Nnh.
[ He rocks his hips again and gives a pleased noise, hooking one leg around Suzaku, then answers. ]
Of course. I care about myself.
[ Though the declaration rings a little hollow when he's so obviously self-destructive, or at the least disinclined towards self-preservation. ]
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Letting a stranger fuck you like this... that’s an unusual way to show yourself some consideration.
[Suzaku pulls a leg up onto his shoulder, adjusts the angle of his thrusts so his cock strikes Xue Yang’s prostate with every inward push.]
–then again, you’re greedy, aren’t you? Your body certainly is.
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[ Even with the rough thrusting into him directly stimulating his prostate, Xue Yang manages to continue to grin. Occasionally his voice wavers or he needs to stop for a moan or a gasp, but the words come out anyway. ]
You're mine, after all. I can do what I want with you. You've entertained me, so I'm indulging you. Is it greedy when I already have all of you?
[ On Suzaku's shoulder, his leg bends to pull him in closer just to emphasize his point, and the next thrust gets another pleased groan and a shudder. ]
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[Xue Yang speaks as if he owns him, which doesn't sit well with Suzaku. He won't spare him the relentless push of his hips even as the heat begins to pool low in his groin, that leg on his shoulder inviting him to bite it. Suzaku does, over and over again, guaranteeing a line of bruises by morning.
By then, he expects this man won't be content to call him his. Suzaku can hope this is the last he sees of him.]
...you never told me your name. I want to know who I'll be avoiding in the future.
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[ His leg barely shudders at all as bite after bite peppers his skin. Instead he starts to use said leg to push his hips into the thrusting, meeting Suzaku blow for blow and letting it start to build towards orgasm. The constant stimulation of his prostate and the pain are both doing well to push him there. When he speaks, he's closer to breathlessness than he was before. ]
Xue Yang. But you won't be avoiding me at all.
[ He doesn't need to ask for a name in return. Owned things don't really need names. ]
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[Suzaku's getting close, exhaling shuddering breaths with each strike of his hips. He isn't phased by the thought that this man might become something of a headache down the line. If he becomes less of a pain and more of a credible threat, he might just have to kill him after all.
But he'll give him the benefit of the doubt for now. After all, there's no telling if this man is normally this unhinged or if he's eaten something he shouldn't have. In either case, Suzaku isn't looking to get his hands bloody today.]
Good. [No need for 'nice to meet you' here.] I'll remember you, Xue Yang.
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Or maybe you'll be the one to succeed--
[ Almost as if on that thought, Xue Yang suddenly clenches down on Suzaku and comes with a loud groan that almost sounds like a bark of laughter. He lets himself squeeze his fingers on Suzaku's leg, not bothering to hold back his strength, as one of the most intense orgasms he's ever had rips through him. ]
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Suzaku doesn't come inside, but all over Xue Yang's back, filthying his already muddied clothes. He doesn't delude himself into believing this alone will be enough to keep this man off his back in the future, but it's a solid middle finger in the air to his would-be murderer.
Suzaku doesn't lavish in the afterglow, picking himself up and putting distance between himself and the other man.]
Stay there. If you follow me, I really will kill you. If you want to die that badly, you can try again another day.
xue yang please
Even when Suzaku pulls back, the grin doesn't leave his face. The effects of the fruit aren't through with Xue Yang yet, and when his mind registers the word fleeing, it immediately follows it with chase. He's in no state to pay attention to minor things like death threats. ]
You think you can just leave? I told you. You're mine.
[ Without hesitation he pushes himself up and charges at Suzaku to try to grab him, not even bothering to fix his own clothing first. ]
this man!!
Stay down.
[What, does he have to beat this man unconscious to get away from him? What a pest. Suzaku finally understands the true meaning of "don't stick your dick in crazy."]
he's such a mess
No.
[ Quickly enough he charges forward again, this time trying to grab that leg and use it to throw Suzaku to the ground. ]
but he's a fun mess... i'm enjoying him a lot
You’re going to regret being so obstinate.
[When Xue Yang charges once more, Suzaku steps to the side to dodge him and aims to sink his fist into his gut.]
haha, I'm glad! and I'm sorry for the delay orz
[ Xue Yang has speed of his own, so even when his initial charge misses, he corrects quickly. He doesn't dodge the punch because he isn't afraid of it hurting, even if it does send some of the air out of his lungs. But he uses the proximity that Suzaku set up for him to reach out and grab his arm in order to drag him in close.
Thanks to the fruit's influence, it doesn't matter how much pain is inflicted, as long as he has a hold of Suzaku in the end. ]
no worries!
Throwing his weight back, he moves to slam Xue Yang to the ground with every intention of knocking the man out. The time for games is over. Should Xue Yang push him far enough, Suzaku won't have any choice but to kill him– so it goes when you've been cursed to continue living at all costs.]
If you have a death wish, beg someone else to grant it.
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Death wish, huh?
[ It's not a death wish quite so much as a complete disregard for his own life. But he doesn't exactly have the self-awareness nor the breath to articulate it, even as much as he already said coming out strained. ]
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You look like you couldn't be less bothered.
[Like a man not with a death wish, but no desire to live at all. Not entirely unfamiliar, that look, but it isn't enough to keep Suzaku from hitting Xue Yang with enough force to concuss if he doesn't think to guard himself. Go to sleep, crazy man. Suzaku will come back to play another day.]
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