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OPEN POST 2017

1. Post here with the character you want to play with in the header
2. Put your prompt in the body of the comment (or leave it to me)
3. ????
4. Profit
HOT-N-READY FRESH SIB CHARACTERS!
I'm actively playing, confident in my ability to play, or want to play these guys
korosensei / auger / krieg
maou / tidus / jaffar
cain / ash / glottis
komugi / neuro / sonic
fiora / lupin / chiyuki
akechi / morgana / claptrap
COLD LEFTOVERS SIB CHARACTERS!
I can whip them out if you ask
STALE SIB CHARACTERS
Everyone else aka I'll try my best
I'M BACK
(If he lied and told her "by 'up,' I meant the edge of the bath," would she listen, he wonders? Maybe she'd be too embarrassed to pull herself up out of the cover of the water...)
Oh well. He smiles his mischievous smile, and uses the little bit of space she's created to slide his hands underneath her rear, finally hoisting her onto his lap properly. ]
Much better. Where was I? [ he looks up at her; she's a bit above him, now, leaving more of her chest exposed to him, and he's quick to take advantage of it, softly pressing his lips against white crystal rose there that had formerly kept them apart. ] Nothing between us... and you touch me exactly as much as you'd like.
SUP
Really, you're...
[ It's a soft mumble, embarrassed, but Cardia concedes nonetheless, and slips her hand between them to run her fingers from his neck to dip into the spaces of his collarbone and lower. The muscles of his chest, developed from all of his time and work poured into being a thief, his nipples.
There's more to touch, of course, but she'll have to build up to that. ]
CARDIA NEEDS TO BE LOVED
He sighs against her silently when he feels her fingers gliding across his neck and chest, relenting by leaning back just a little so that she has more room to explore. ]
I'm... What? [ Lupin breathes, voice soft, despite his teasing, and smiles at her. ] Did I guess wrong?
[ he'd love for her to tell him what she wants, in that case - guessing can only take him so far. But she is shy. He rests a hand at her lower back, brushing the cleft of her spine with his thumb. ]
Or... should I stop?