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pathologicroundrobin2020-02-03 07:41 pm
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Pathologic Kink Meme!
Hello, welcome to the Pathologic Kink Meme! WARNING: This one is NSFW!
Please make anonymous prompts for things you would like to see, or anonymously fulfill prompts by creating stories, poetry, drawn art, music, or anything! I just want to say that this prompt meme is open to people of all skill levels, so have fun!
Some basic rules that were recommended to help out before we get started:
- This is the Pathologic Kink Meme, and it's NSFW! Please post any NSFW prompts or fills here. A good rule of thumb is whether or not you'd be comfortable with your boss at work looking over your shoulder and reading what you have on screen.
- If anything is a little too explicit in detail (e.g. in terms of medical procedures or gore), it probably needs to be here as well. Basic mentioning of medical procedures is allowed, but this is just in case for folks who have limits in regard to certain explicit things. Speaking of explicit things...
- Please use tags and content warnings, especially for things that people might be triggered over. For prompt fillers, please put those tags in the beginning of the post so that way people can skip over them if need be. Tags can also attract people to your art if it has content that they're interested in, so it can be a helpful tool for content creators as well.
- No writers of incest (kains which does include aglaya and her relatives, stamatins, olgimskys, etc), underage/adult ships (which DOES include Clara,) or rape. Please don't make anything gross happen to underage characters!
- Multiple fills to a single prompt is not only accepted, but wonderful! It's a win-win for everybody!
- In the case of a filler of a prompt going inactive for a long time in the middle of a story, it's okay for a different person to continue where they left off. Please make it obvious that you're not the original author, and then feel free to write.
And that's as much as I have in regards to rules! Hopefully these answered answer any questions you might have! Feel free to recommend any rules of your own, or ask me for clarification on the current ones.
AND THAT'S IT! Have fun! :D
LINKS:
Pathologic Prompt Meme: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/825.html
Pathologic Round-Robin: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/654.html
Pathologic Kink Meme (nsfw): https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/1201.html
Contact me here if you have any questions!: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/1347.html
Please make anonymous prompts for things you would like to see, or anonymously fulfill prompts by creating stories, poetry, drawn art, music, or anything! I just want to say that this prompt meme is open to people of all skill levels, so have fun!
Some basic rules that were recommended to help out before we get started:
- This is the Pathologic Kink Meme, and it's NSFW! Please post any NSFW prompts or fills here. A good rule of thumb is whether or not you'd be comfortable with your boss at work looking over your shoulder and reading what you have on screen.
- If anything is a little too explicit in detail (e.g. in terms of medical procedures or gore), it probably needs to be here as well. Basic mentioning of medical procedures is allowed, but this is just in case for folks who have limits in regard to certain explicit things. Speaking of explicit things...
- Please use tags and content warnings, especially for things that people might be triggered over. For prompt fillers, please put those tags in the beginning of the post so that way people can skip over them if need be. Tags can also attract people to your art if it has content that they're interested in, so it can be a helpful tool for content creators as well.
- No writers of incest (kains which does include aglaya and her relatives, stamatins, olgimskys, etc), underage/adult ships (which DOES include Clara,) or rape. Please don't make anything gross happen to underage characters!
- Multiple fills to a single prompt is not only accepted, but wonderful! It's a win-win for everybody!
- In the case of a filler of a prompt going inactive for a long time in the middle of a story, it's okay for a different person to continue where they left off. Please make it obvious that you're not the original author, and then feel free to write.
And that's as much as I have in regards to rules! Hopefully these answered answer any questions you might have! Feel free to recommend any rules of your own, or ask me for clarification on the current ones.
AND THAT'S IT! Have fun! :D
LINKS:
Pathologic Prompt Meme: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/825.html
Pathologic Round-Robin: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/654.html
Pathologic Kink Meme (nsfw): https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/1201.html
Contact me here if you have any questions!: https://pathologicroundrobin.dreamwidth.org/1347.html
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Re: Yulia/any woman - bondage as geography - FILL Pt. 2
(Anonymous) 2021-01-16 05:28 am (UTC)(link)face belied the humor.
Aglaya laughed, not offended in the slightest. “I’ve been busy, you know. Duty before indulgence and all that.”
She was a sight to behold, Yulia thought. The slight crinkle at the corner of her eyes as she smiled was new, and there were streaks of silver in her dark hair though she was far too young for that. Yulia wondered if it was the stress of her job.
Stress was why Aglaya was there, after all, and it wouldn’t do to have her mention work during all of this, even in passing.
Yulia eased her finger out of Aglaya before replacing it with two, stretching gently as the woman relaxed back into the mattress. She worked Aglaya open meticulously; the two strands of rope there laid on either side of her entrance. Aglaya’s clit was likely sensitive from her climax, so Yulia left it well alone as she added another finger, twisting her wrist as she stretched her fingers open and closed.
Aglaya moaned quietly but didn’t thrust her hips, no longer desperate. It was better this way, to not rush the main event. Yulia wanted Aglaya as thoroughly fucked as possible.
Soon it seemed that Aglaya was ready, if her restless hips were any indication. Yulia pulled away to rummage through the drawer of her bedside table, setting a vial of oil and a modestly sized dildo with a flared base on the table.
“Give me just a moment,” Yulia said, and carded a hand through the other woman’s dark hair, a small indulgence she allowed herself.
Yulia turned around, facing away from Aglaya as she unbuttoned her trousers. Rope wrapped around her pelvis, a harness holding a metal ring close to her body. She reached back for the dildo, and pulled the ring away from her, enough give for the dildo to slip up and through the ring, flared base resting against Yulia’s pelvis.
She buttoned her trousers back up around it, still fully clothed. Yulia turned back around to see Aglaya had been watching her, grey eyes trained on her waist. Yulia climbed back into the bed and settled back onto her haunches.
“Let’s get you up,” Yulia murmured, and used strong hands to guide Aglaya up into a sitting position.
The woman looked at her questioningly as Yulia continued to maneuver her off the bed and into a kneeling position on the floor. She reached for a pillow off of the bed and settled it under Aglaya’s knees. This would only take a moment, but it wasn’t meant to be uncomfortable.
“I’d like it if you’d suck my cock, darling,” Yulia said, taking herself in hand.
Aglaya eyed it for a moment longer before nodding, “Alright, though I can’t say I’ve gained much experience in that arena.”
Yulia rolled her eyes. When Aglaya had said she was busy lately with work, she must’ve meant she’d been busy for sex at all the past several years since they’d broken up.
“I just want to watch your face,” Yulia admitted.
The woman gave a bemused smile and leaned forward open mouthed. There wasn’t much stimulation in the action itself, the way Aglaya’s pink tongue darted out to lick the head of the dark leather before taking it in her mouth, wet trails left behind as she moved backwards and forwards, but god did she look beautiful doing it.
Yulia’s breath hitched just watching, underwear beginning to feel damp. She wouldn’t cum from fucking Aglaya like this, but she’d keep the memory of the way the woman looked up at her as she positively slurped on the dildo. It was obscene, the things she did, and Yulia knew she’d be touching herself to the thought for many nights to come.
Curiosity sated, she helped Aglaya back into the bed, her shoulders certainly sore by now. Yulia remembered that Aglaya had mentioned she enjoyed the ache, the reminder of what they’d done. Now she wondered what the reminder of tonight would be like, if it would be a good memory or an embarrassing one. She wasn’t quite sure what she would think of it come morning either.
The cork of the vial popped open, and Yulia poured a generous amount of oil into her hand before coating the dildo with it. She’d left Aglaya’s legs unbound so she’d be able to spread them comfortably. There wasn’t much of a point in the bindings if they made the sex difficult. Yulia was pragmatic, after all.
She locked eyes with Aglaya, judging her expression as she had in the past, and took hold of her length, guiding it in slowly. Aglaya inhaled sharply but didn’t move, simply let Yulia push in. Yulia waited for a moment, letting the other woman adjust before pulling out and giving a gentle thrust.
Yulia wasn’t exactly an expert at the act, she’d only figured out the harness fairly recently and hadn’t had the chance to practice much. But she was always solving puzzles, and it was only a matter of time before she’d have Aglaya writhing in the sheets once again.
Her pace quickened as Aglaya began bucking her hips to meet Yulia’s thrusts, shoulders digging into the mattress as she did. The woman was a picture in rope, eyes clenched shut and mouth hanging open, small moans rising in a crescendo as their bodies moved together.
Yulia leaned forward to brace herself, a hand on the mattress beside Aglaya and another rested on her breast. Finally, Yulia pinched her nipple and Aglaya let out a short cry, the loudest sound thus far. The headboard clacked against the wall, Aglaya writhed in the sheets, straining at the bonds keeping her arms behind her. She seemed to be looking for something to grasp at, but she couldn’t reach out.
Head hanging low with the effort, Yulia found the spot she’d found earlier with her finger and angled herself to hit it relentlessly. Aglaya keened, her head shaking back and forth at the overwhelming sensation, pleas beginning to spill from her lips.
There was the dull sound of flesh meeting flesh as Yulia thrusted from tip to hilt, pressing into the knot over Aglaya’s clit each time her length was sheathed. And each time, Yulia was rewarded with a cry. She wished she’d figured the harness out years ago, but all she could do now was savor the moment as it happened.
Time seemed to have stopped, as if the only thing in the world that mattered were the small noises around them, the heat in the air, the sweat dripping down Yulia’s forehead onto Aglaya’s chest, the way she leaned forward to capture Aglaya’s lips in a desperate kiss.
It was too hard to pretend there had been nothing between them, too callous. Yulia kissed recklessly, earnestly, her heart on her sleeve. They were bound together in some way, somehow, it was pointless to act as though they weren’t.
The kiss was sloppy, unlike the sharp precision of Yulia’s hips, and they breathed harshly into each other’s mouths, hardly concerned about technique.
The moment had to end sometime, though, and Aglaya let out a sharp cry that signaled her orgasm. She strained once more against the bonds and flung a leg around Yulia’s hip as if to grab hold of her that way. Yulia thrust slowly through her orgasm, a hand rubbing gently over her clit.
Yulia pulled out gingerly once Aglaya’s leg relaxed and flopped back onto the bed. She looked boneless, eyes closed and body sinking into the mattress. Her hair was an absolute mess, and Yulia felt as though she were really seeing the woman for the first time.
She shimmied her trousers down enough to undo the knots around her waist, freeing herself of the harness. Her shirt was soaked with sweat, but she was too tired now to bother with removing her clothes and chose to flop onto the bed next to Aglaya, instead.
They laid together in silence, not having spoken much through the whole affair. After some time Aglaya spoke, ready to be released from her own ropes. Yulia worked quickly, loosing the knot at her back and slipping the ropes back through the shapes they’d made earlier.
“I missed this,” Yulia said as she worked. “I missed you.”
Aglaya cracked open one tired eye, and Yulia felt naked now as the woman assessed her.
“I know,” she said simply, and went limp, sleep having already claimed her.