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puraheredis | Fire Emblem

Can be called on but way out of practice but still can try and/or need to finish the canon still but will give it a shot anyway

Camilla |

maligknight | Fire Emblem
Hiyoko Saionji |

nolemon | Dangan Ronpa
Kurumi Ebisuzawa |

tasteslikesurvival | School-Live!
Black Knight/Apollo |

ebonyknight | Granblue Fantasy
Espella Cantabella |

therebewitches | That Layton and Phoenix Wright crossover game
Ryuji Sakamoto |

yerapirate | Persona 5

If you want to play something just comment here with who you want, maybe a prompt or two and we can see what happens.

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((Continued from here.))

[When Hilda does finally come home to the condo, there is someone waiting for her at the door. Thankfully, Balthus is wearing at least a pair of shorts in case of the neighbors. He's also wearing... well, a ball gag. As promised. The neighbors probably at least probably won't talk about that.

Either way, he sweeps her up in his arms as if to say 'where to'? He's even making dumb eyebrow raising gestures.]

Oh, wow, you actually did it!

[ She laughs a little and pats his chest, and she's more than happy to be swept up into his arms. ]

Take me to bed, big guy. I'm in the mood to be spoiled!

[He's remarkably delicate for now. Beaming when she pats his chest. Just like a big puppy, really. Of course he did it. He knew that was the only way to keep himself from saying anything stupid. Besides, it wasn't as if he hated it--otherwise why would he offer to wear it?

He gave a small noise of agreement as he trotted off to their bedroom, placing her down on the bed just like a princess.]

Awww, thank you.

[ Look at her, she's just soaking this all up. She reclines back on her elbows, tilting her head slightly as she looks at him. ]

But y'know, it makes it hard for you to do other things with your mouth. What a shame, too...

[He climbs onto the bed much like an eager dog. It was true... he couldn't use his mouth like this but at least he was quiet. Though if he had something else to do with it. Balthus knew what to do.

Which is to nuzzle at her neck. See? He's her's.]

You can be pretty cute sometimes, you know that? Like a big puppy.

[ And she sounds absolutely affectionate when she says it. Hilda brushes her fingers through his hair, giving a little hum. ]

You're the best, Baltie.

[He shifts just slightly. He's not even trying to hide that he's having fun with this either. In fact... that weird sound he just made. Was that... an attempt at a bark?]

[ Oh my god. Hilda laughs, too, bright and full, and she gives his hair a little tug. ]

You like it when I push you around, I know. Hmm... should I indulge you?

[Look at how his eyes go bright. If it wasn't clear before that he was having the time of his life. He just lowers his head a bit when his hair's tugged, giving a small noise that probably could have been a 'yes' or a 'hey'.]

You really are a glutton for punishment, honestly...

[ But she loves him for it. Hilda tugs at his hair again, her eyes bright to match his. ]

What should I make you do... hmmm... I think you should give me the best orgasm I've ever had.

[The muffled noise definitely was a laugh. Balthus puffed out his chest, leaning in closer. Giving him a challenge like that was never a good idea.

The King of Grappling never backs down from a challenge!

He touched her shoulder. Again, his touch is light. It's a question if it was alright for him to start.]

[ Hilda knows exactly what she's doing, and if the flush in her cheeks is any indication... she's pretty excited already. She gives his hair another tug, before sliding her hand to his cheek. ]

Mmhm. Go ahead.

[He... might be drooling a little. Which is gross but not unexpected considering how long he probably has had the gag on. He nods.

He slides his hand downwards, cupping one of Hilda's breasts. Balthus might have huge hands but even it was a little much for even him. Still, he managed to start groping at it with ease while his other hand slides down even further.]

[ Ugh, that's one of the downsides to the gag... well, that's easily remedied, at least. Unfortunately, he distracts her a little with how he's touching her, and she has to stop to let out a quiet sigh, to just... enjoy how he's making her feel.

They might have a lot of sex, honestly, but his touch still drives her wild.

Back to the gag, though... she manages to get it off, and she tosses it to the side. That's better already, and Hilda looks up at him with half-lidded eyes. ]

Wipe your mouth, and then kiss me.

[They both were just very thirsty individuals. Balthus seemed ready to try with the gag still on but he paused long enough for her to get it off of him. Moving his jaw a little, he wiped his mouth with the back of the hand that had been headed south.]

Thanks, babe. Whatever you want.

[He leaned in, catching her mouth with his as his fondling began once more.]

Mm. I want you.

[ But this is a good start. Hilda slides her arms over his shoulders, fingers sinking into his hair at the base of his skull. He's too good to her, really; demanding as she can be, he indulges her... but then again, it's not like she doesn't give back.

And she's definitely giving back--Hilda nips at the bottom of his lip, tugging none too gently at his hair. It's her signal for more. ]

[Hilda knows he likes it rough. Balthus had grown out his hair for her but apparently he looked better with it short. He grins at her statement. He indulges her but she takes care of him. Like with how forceful she's being, the brief pain of his lower lip.

His hand dives under her skirt at that, rubbing firmly at Hilda's underwear. The feel of lace on his fingertips definitely had an effect. It was clear from his shorts that he was starting to get into it even as he tried to deepen the kiss.]

[ Oh, he's good. He always is, but Hilda is never any less pleased. She deepens the kiss in kind, her lips parting as she lets out a moan. Hilda might try to pass herself off as a delicate flower, but Balthus knows she's just the opposite.

Probably one of the reasons she loves him so much. When they're alone, he isn't afraid to be rough with her... and it's definitely getting her going, too. She's already wet, and she spreads her legs for him. ]

[Balthus might still treat her like his delicate princess at times but he wasn't under any impression he had to go easy on her. At least, in private. So when he notices her lips part, Balthus takes it as his moment. Sliding his tongue into Hilda's mouth, he gently pushes aside the lacy lingerie at the same time.

He could tell she was already getting wet and while his fingers are large, he knows she'll be fine. So even as continues to deeply kiss her, Balthus slides a finger in.]

[ That's the thing about Balthus--he's not the brightest, but he's mart as hell when it comes to Hilda. He knows what she wants, what she needs... sometimes she can't believe how on the nose he is. She feels his finger slide in, and she gasps into the kiss.

She grips his hair just a little tighter. She knows it's just the start, but damn, he's good. ]

[If nothing else, he had good instincts. Balthus can't help but give a short laugh when he feels her reaction. If his mouth wasn't busy he'd say something about this is why he was the King. Thank god he was too busy.

He curls his finger as he starts making his way under her shirt with the other. No time to stop, yet.]

[ Oh, she hears that, mister. Hilda would huff if she weren't so busy kissing him, but she does swat him lightly between the shoulders. There's absolutely no force behind it, though--she's enjoying herself way too much, after all.

And when he curls his finger, Hilda lets out a louder moan. She knows he likes when she's loud, and besides... she couldn't hold back if she tried. She does manage enough braincells to get her shirt off, though, and beneath it... matching bra. You're welcome, Balthus. ]

[He feels it and by the way he curls his finger again, he definitely didn't mind it. Even if Balthus does end the kiss he puts his forehead against hers. His eyes are drawn to that matching bra.]

Sorry, babe. I just have to, you know.

[He somehow manages to unhook her bra with one hand. He, after all, seemed to be very good with his hands. The tits were free. Repeat, the tits are free. He flashed a cheeky smile before bowing his head to start kissing at the soft skin there.]

[ Hilda pouts a bit, but... she knows he's got something more in store. She lets out a quiet little huff, nails dragging gently over the back of his neck. ]

As long as you make it good.

[ And good with his hands, indeed. Hilda sticks her tongue out at Balthus, but the moment his lips touch her skin, she gives a shaky little moan and brushes her fingers through his hair. ]

Just like that....

Heh, you're acting as if you want to leave marks tonight.

[He's joking, of course. The feel of her nails sends a surge of energy down his spine, though. Still, his breath is hot against against her skin. His hand doesn't stop even as Balthus continues his admiration of Hilda's breasts.

He suddenly pushes in deeper.]

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