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nobody's gonna break it up (Open)

Who Tenshi and YOU!
What General July Shenanigans, Substories and Plot-stuff
When July!
Where All around
Content Warnings CW Stardust/Magic Drug induced Rough Sex (Ibaraki thread), mild injuries, nudity, might be some weapon play

1) Time-Consumption (Sub-Story)
Tenshi was staring down at this really pretty watch that she'd picked up out of a dumpster. No, she wasn't dumpster diving. Don't judge her! Look, she was just tossing something and saw it in there. Never you mind the unlucky snot who was still in the dumpster. They were still breathing. Probably. Hopefully. It wasn't her fault and it wasn't her problem either.

She wiped the grime off of it and stared for a minute. "Damn. This looks valuable. What the hell was this doing in there?" She frowned.

(OOC: Only request - its disappearance does not lead to permanent/fatal harm to either character. Plenty of other hilarious awfulness before she inevitably loses it.)

2) Cursed Corners
The cackling was getting on her nerves. She raised her hand up and shook her fist at the lipstick wearing hag on the roof. "Get down here you witch! What do you think you're doing?" Of course, her shrieking had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that there was a blue haired punk with a crowbar that she was currently fending off with her bokken, just barely. It was a hallucination. She knew it was a hallucination, but that did not change the fact that she really didn't like this girl.

"I'd like to see you handle a kappa!" That got a few laughs from the onlookers.

3) Mr Libido (Sub-Story)
She groaned. "I thought I was supposed to have gotten a promotion," she muttered as she finished a slice of peach before pocketing the pit in a small bag out of respect. She wiped her hands and looked over at the nearest contracted agent, regardless of their faction and folded her arms. "Whaaaatever. So we have to go deal with a pervert. Like it or not, that's the job. You in, I assume?"

She reached for her sword, paused and left it there, going over to grab a wooden bokken and prop it up on her shoulder. "No killing. He's just a damned pervert. Let's just hope he's not a masochist if we have to beat the snot out of him."

4) It's In the Stars... (Plot-Related)
Finding stardust was the order of the day, and so she had a bag out and was rifling along the river beds and the less likely to be poured over, hunting for the little crystals. She let out a crooning sound of delight when she found one, grabbing it and blinking as she felt a sort of warm sensation when she picked it up, staring at it for a moment. "That's funny."

Oh, did she hear someone? She turned her head to regard whoever had just happened by, popping the crystal into her bag and checking to see if she knew them from the faction. Better safe than sorry. She intended to get these back to them, not just hand them over to someone else... "Here to help?" she said, eyebrow raised but a smile on her face.

5) It's In the Stars.... Fight Club Flavored (Plot-Related)
Tenshi had moderate success with getting the stardust crystals, perhaps more because she was just sort of obsessed with finding them in her spare time. She wanted to impress her masters enough that they gave her some more leeway, or perhaps something actually useful to her. So, she was trying to put in an effort. The side effect, however, was that she was carrying enough of a supply that there was beginning to be an effect, and perhaps not an entirely positive one.

Having closed her satchel and properly secured it, her eyes were starting to dilate and she felt her hand twitching at the side, running over the wooden sword at her side. She caught sight of someone who looked promising and pointed at them. "Hey, you! Yeah, you!" she shouted, grinning with a look on her face that could only be described as lightly ecstatic. "You look good for a fight, whattaya say?" Seriously, someone needed to remind her that she wasn't in Shuten. "Come on. Off the streets. Don't want those Emma guys getting uppity." Yeah, she would have said that even if they were in Emma.

(OOC: Tenshi, in canon, gets the biggest kick out of having adventures and getting into fights, proving herself, so ... yep. She's feeling the urge for a tussle in good fun. Again, no permanent harm. She has the sense to break out the wooden sword for this after all.)

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Anything is possible, as always. If you want adult content material, there's opportunities within the "Stardust" prompt, but please run it by me first.

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"L...ike hell it is!" Flames burst all along the collar of her outfit as she hissed in pain. She was enduring it a hell of a lot better than a human should have. Her top was singing off of her right then. She felt claws gripping her leg at the knee and at her throat, clenching and keeping her from ringing that bell again. One hand punched at her with the pommel of her sword, hitting hard against the midriff even as the abs were hardened. Tenshi hit like a freight train, enough to send ripples of force through the other even if she was enduring.

But in this position she could feel their balance and weight shifting She grabbed onto one of the oni's horns and tried to fling herself backwards and down. If they were going to get into it like this, she was going to drag her down to the ground. And in that moment?

Ok, she wasn't thinking. This was a really dumb tactic. It wasn't going to work. It was probably the stupidest thing withe feeling of redenning forming on her skin and the savage heat getting everywhere, threatening to singe her clothes, but she had to distract Ibaraki somehow, and the only thing that came to her was to yank on the horn, to tilt the head one direction and jam her lips into an attempted kiss! It was a sloppy, unwieldy thing if she could get past the claw holding her throat just enough, but that'd make the oni let go of her!

Right?

That pommel was going to bruise, and her grip tightened as a gasp escaped Ibaraki's lips. There's a reason why Tsuna went for her arm, after all. She does snarl as her horn was grabbed onto, her proud horn that she enjoyed flaunting as her way of showing her status as an oni. That's obviously a no go!

In the moment she misses that movement towards her lips until they were mashed together. What the heck? WHAT THE HECK!? The oni isn't certain what to make of this turn of events right away. Rather than let go she actually kind of stumbles back.

"Ah-"

Ah... her cheeks start to flush but she doesn't stop it...

The Oni hadn't let go, instead stumbling back and taking a much lighter Tenshi with her. The grip on her horn eased significantly and fingers rested instead on the side of her face as Tenshi found the kiss continuing for just a second or two longer than she'd expected. She moved her lips almost on auto-pilot, letting the hand slide down, fingers dragging over the side of Ibaraki before they found her sword. She tugged it into her free hand and jammed it into its scabbard with a click before she broke the kiss to breathe.

"Ngh... turn down your damned flames a little," she muttered, lips moving, hovering inches from the other's. Her top fell in tatters from the scorch marks and she was grabbing onto her shoulder. She looked like she was somewhere between wanting to knee Ibaraki and trying to kiss her again. The reason for her request became obvious when her hand started to reach over the other's shoulder, dangerously close to those flickering flames behind her head. She attempted a leg sweep that might bring the oni down with her, but with her current balance? There were healthy odds she'd not be the one on top with that move.

Edited (good lord, I caught that repetition there and... I swear I'm a better writer than that. Jeeze.) 2022-07-21 20:05 (UTC)

Under any other mindset Ibaraki would probably sputter and act cute. Calling the other person a fool, pervert, and so on. But right now? Well right now she wasn't quite in the right mindset. She doesn't turn down the flames at all, still allowing them to singe and scorch the other girl's clothes. "Tch, I don't think you have a right to complain."

She muttered before letting go of Tenshi's knee, only to move for a jab at her abdomen in return. "That's for the stupid sword."

Unfortunately that also means that she doesn't quite catch the attempt at a leg sweep as she steps into her own blow. Stumbling, Ibaraki flails, letting go of the offending throat and falling forward! Right on top of the silly celestial... "O-Oi!"

Tenshi went down hard. There were hisses when her hand grabbed hold of the shoulder. She could feel the heat washing over her hands, the oni falling on top of her and that fire getting everywhere. She could practically feel her bra flaking away from her chest, the fabric charring and then snapping to reveal her breasts in the process. She felt one of her hands in the middle of blistering pain as it ran through the follicles that glowed like an angry sun, grazing an ear and then brushing along the side of the horn just to get away. She plunged the hand into the water with a hiss. Yeah, there were going to be some first degree burns when this was done. She was damned lucky she was celestial or it would have been a lot worse.

"Got off me you oaf!" she growled, though the wince from the blow was followed by her trying to wrestle, feeling one leg entwined between Ibaraki's, the thigh coming up dangerously close to another heat. She grabbed for a clawed wrist, trying to yank it behind the other's back, even though right there and then she was in a dangerous position and not really able to fight back completely as she cooled her hand.

In that moment, her mind went to the one thing that had seemingly stopped the oni in her tracks. Her lips went in again, this time grazing against Ibaraki's neck as her thigh rubbed up and between her legs, hooking one. The first pressure she felt, and she realized something deep down. Oh fuck, what the hell was she doing? She was half naked, pinned under an oni and this was definitely... definitely... And she bit the oni at the base of her neck. Yeah, she was starting to realize exactly what she was doing. The question was, was Ibaraki doing it too?

A clawed hand landed on a now exposed breast; this is not what she was expecting at all! This is supposed to be a fight, a fight! Not... whatever this is. A few experimental squeezes sent another sensation through her, from her palm to the rest of Ibaraki's body.

It was nice and elating....

A knee pressed itself between Tenshi's legs, against her crotch. Still beyond hot and warm. Rubbing into it unconsciously, naturally wanting to feel more. Those feelings were tossed to the side the moment when the other girl pressed up against her neck and bit her! Oh- oh heck to the no! If this perverted Celestial wanted to fight like this then...!

Ibaraki hissed and pulled her neck away for a moment. Fingers moving to curl around Tenshi's hair to pull her away. With a wordless growly she leans down to graze sharp fangs against her neck in turn. Pointed teeth pressing against and grazing her artery; lightly nipping and sucking on the area. The hand on her breasts and leg between her legs moving much more roughly. "...Pervert...!"

Pervert? PERVERT?!? Look who was talking? Her claw was squeezing Tenshi's bare breast and it produced a moan out of her that sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes rolled back and she felt her body betraying her, hips grinding into the touch of the knee between her legs, her nipples hardening. Everything was getting more sensitive.

Then, just as she'd been about to shout something, Tenshi froze. Her eyes went wide. The hairs on her scalp were aching and she wasn't moving an inch. Where the lips brushed against skin, the oni would get the familiar sensation of an artery pounding mercilessly, the heart behind it pumping in desperation as adrenaline poured through. It was hard enough that this close she might almost hear it. The lightest graze, a thin, tiny droplet of crimson touched Ibaraki's tongue and Tenshi's lips quivered, stammered. "...Yield... you win."

Another breath and she looked like she wanted to swallow. The hand at the Oni's hip was gripping hard. "R...Remember our deal... I...I'm not d...dinner," she breathed out. "B...But you can take whatever you want. You win. Do it." Of course, by taking it, it was practically like she had just intimated that she thought Ibaraki wanted it too.

A low moan sounds from her as the taste of blood touches her tongue. Mixing together with the touch of the body beneath her. She could feel her own excitement growing, a wetness between her legs alongside an itch. Each and everything amplified by further excitement from the dust and Tenshi's breathing. Letting go of her hair, she leaned back and away with one, last nip for good measure. Another mark on her.

Her reply comes in the form of a line of kisses leading down Tenshi's collarbone, a few sharp nips here and there before stopping at those breasts. "Then... I'll be taking you."

Spoken in a sing-song voice as she wrapped her lips around that hardened nipple. Running a hot, wet tongue over the nub. Suckling on it, lightly biting it as gently as she could manage and as able as she was to hold herself back. A clawed hand pressed itself down between Tenshi's legs, the pads of her fingers reaching to press and rub against the Celestial's clit eagerly. Pressing against it in quick circles and a light touch. The sharp nails on her hand occasionally pressing against her sensitive lips. A reminder of how sharp they are. She doesn't press them in, however, and doesn't push things further.

This one isn't Shuten, after all. She did admit defeat, but she isn't one of those mewling captives from days long gone either. "...Annoying."

It was hard to hold back.

"F...u..." She bit her hand to hide the comment when the lips found her breasts. She expected the bites, the thin marks all over her chest. Her back arched and she pushed one of her breasts up and into the kiss while her hips ground into the touch of the fingers, craving more, yearning for more. She heard the word that came out of her mouth, felt the tiny prick of the talon that was threatening to push in. Her breath was hitching and she swallowed hard.

"I... they're pretty sharp. Got something blunt you could use?" she managed to get out, her hands gripping and clawing at the other's shoulders while her legs spread further to give easier access. Part of her suspected she could handle the talon. Her body was tougher than a human's. As long as she didn't overdo it, but Ibaraki was being ... was she being careful with her? That thought slipped away as she groaned loudly, pressing into the touch again. Fuck, she really was taking her wasn't she?

She continued her actions and movements, driven on by the sound of Tenshi's breathing and way her hands grasped at her shoulders and spread her legs apart for her. Ibaraki eventually lets go of the breast she'd been teasing with a wet pop. Licking her lips and nipping at the sensitive flesh below similar to how she had her neck. It was about as close to gentle as she could get right now. Everything called for her to do more.

The hand that had been teasing her eventually left Tenshi's lips as Ibaraki leaned back; licking the fingers she'd been using to tease the Celestial slowly with an ever-present, hungry smirk on her lips. Mixing well with her flushed cheeks. "Perhaps... you do."

Sitting a bit more upright, her fingers reached down to wrap around Tenshi's sword. Grasping it and pulling it out of the scabbard. "But I can't promise it's going to be small."

Wait, was she seriously... Oh fuck. she was seriously going to.... with her... Her legs spread as she felt the stardust really kicking in, her hands going to grip at the oni's wrist while she brought the tsuba in close. She... Yeah, she could take this. Right? Fuck, she was glad in this moment that she was eating her peaches because otherwise there was no way she'd be able to take it.

"Ngh," she growled up at her and she gripped onto the oni's shoulders, right up under the flaming hair while she glared at her. "Do it before I come to my senses." Not that she hadn't already given her leave.

"Ho? The defeated has no say in the matter~." She hums, still feeling elated from the stardust mixing in with her racing heart. She'll hide herself after all of this is done and over with. For now her words are punctuated by a tongue lapping at the handle of the sword. Slowly, making a show of it and letting the blade gently press against her still clothed breasts.

She can still faintly taste the Celestial on it.

Shifting herself off to the side as she changes the pace, the sword in question was moved down towards Tenshi's opening. The pommel being pressed and rubbed against her pussy slowly. Letting Tenshi get a feel for the size of it, the heat of it as Ibaraki's natural body temperatures radiated into the material. Perhaps in the future she can do something even more fun~. For now, Ibaraki would just have to make do. "Now relax...."

"Ngh... fine!" she said with a huff as she watched her sword being molested like this. Just watching it, it almost felt like she was being violated a little. But soon the tsuba was grinding up against her lips and she was panting with need, spreading one leg out to give it more room. She was trying to calm down, trying to ease her breath, but seriously. "Easy for you to say, Oni. You're not the one about to get fucked by your sword," she said through gritted teeth, clenching her eyes and closing them.

Surprisingly though, the fact that she was beaten and that she was literally this damned horny right then? It was mixing up in an odd way and her hand reached down, running over the red forearm of the oni, to her wrist. It gripped, weakly but still gripped in a way that was definitely not pulling her back. "G...Go ahead and call me a pervert if you want." She was willing to admit right there that she was definitely behaving like one.

"Mine would be incapable of it." Technically so would the tsuba, but shush. Ibaraki breathed deeply through her nose, smoke exhaling through her nostrils as she pushed in further and further. Slowly penetrating Tenshi with her own sword. Hungry eyes watched the hilt move inside with evident lust before peeling away. Is that a flash of embarrassment on the oni's face? It's gone awful quickly, this felt good, so whatever.

The lightest touch to her wrist sent a shiver through her in a way it shouldn't. She's probably not taking this stupid drug again. It almost scared her in a way. Growling and leaning down, she pressed her lips against Tenshi's once more. Pushing the sword in just a bit harder.

"No..." A nip to her lower lip follows. "I'd rather you admit it."

"Ngh!" This was a mixture of obviously uncomfortable and coerced arousal, thanks to the stardust. She shouldn't be this... she shouldn't be reacting to this like... Her hips bucked lightly, feeling the hilt almost touching her as her eyes went wide and her head swiveled back, fingers clutching at the oni's wrist and free hand gripping the ground. She breathed through gritted teeth, right up until the lips found hers.

The hand at the ground went up to grip the side of Ibaraki's head again. She let out a mewling, panting sound, her tongue trying to invade, to duel with the other's. As saliva trailed between them between kisses, she looked like she was trying to focus. "F...fine, I'm a pervert. I ... I want you to fuck me. You, not my sw...sword!" This was a lot. It was definitely something, and she really shouldn't be getting off at all, not to mention she'd probably be sore for weeks, but... she wanted more!

Ibaraki gave a smirk, so cute~! It's been a while since she was on top like this. Ibaraki pressed the sword in further, as far as she could push it in. Turning and twisting it inside of her while moving it like a makeshift dildo. Slowly picking up speed as she pistons it, the poor girl was going to be quite sore after this. "Pervert getting fucked her own sword~."

She mewled between pants and licks. The tongue was accepted into her mouth. Letting it slide in before sharp teeth and lips closed in around it. Sucking on it, toying with it with her own, long tongue. The oni tasted sweet, of course, and slightly like smoke. She adjusted her weight once more. Moving a freehand down to Tenshi's breasts, groping and massaging the flesh in her hungry grip. Those sharp nails of hers poking and digging into them.

Edited 2022-08-09 03:43 (UTC)

Fuck, she was getting ... damnit, the oni was right. She was legitimately getting fucked by her own sword! She was already sore, raw and this was a lot to take, but she could handle a considerable amount of abuse compared to a human. When she found her tongue caught in the sharp teeth of the other, she flicked it over the roof of her mouth and against the other's tongue. The hand on her breast felt the nipples staying hard and aroused by the attention as more and more desperate moans were coming out.

The hand at Ibaraki's head left it. It started to trail down her body, against the side of her breasts. She was working her way down, moving over the belly while the other hovered over her, hammering her with a blunt instrument. As she held onto the wrist that did it, her free hand sought something else. She was pushing fabric aside, slipping between the oni's legs in the process, getting close as she locked her gaze. Breaking the kiss barely, she breathed out.

"Winner deserves to cum once, at least, yes?" Ok, she was a little fucked up by the stardust. She'd admit it now.

Ibaraki was used to occasionally doing worse to others. To being far more rough. She is still an oni, after all. Beneath those soft, pretty features and cute actions, she still felt the draw to be more rough.

She refrains, of course.

The need to get Tenshi to shake and moan outweighing them. Knowing that she isn't Shuten helped temper things just enough to keep her from pressing her claws into her.

There's a soft moan as that tongue pressed and moved about her mouth, grazing the roof of it and teeth and tongue. Sending sweet sparks through her body in turn. Another moan escapes her as that hand moves down her body, over petite breasts, hardened belly, lower- lower....

A crimson hand reached out and away from Tenshi's tit to grasp her wrist as she reached down there. "Not yet."

She breathed out. "Cum for me first... then I might let you make me climax."

Her heart pounded, and a hazy, lust-drunk smirk on her lips formed.

As rough as things were going, it was good that the stardust was involved. It was shifting everything over the line from discomfort or pain into pleasure. Still, if Tenshi knew she'd been holding back because she wasn't an oni, she'd probably have barked that she could take it, whether that was wise or not. Certainly, she was taking it at this level at the least. Her pants and moans got worse the second a hand caught hers.

"I don't... cum... on command, oni!" she said as she seemed to do just that. Was it the fact that she'd been ordered, or the cumulative sensations she'd had with the help of the stardust? Inquiring minds would probably never know. Either way, her back was arching up and into the demon's touch, and she let out a cry that was very obviously one of naked, raw passion. Essence leaked over the pommel and her nails dug in where she clutched at Ibaraki's form.

Her eyes, when they met Ibaraki's, were dilated and she was pretty damned lost in the sensation at this point. The oni probably could have gotten just about any order out of her right that moment she wanted.

A fang pokes itself out from her bottom lip at that sweet, sweet cry. Mixed with a soft hiss from the oni as those nails dug into her clothed body. She let go of the wrist and instead positioned her hand to join the other in pleasing Tenshi. Ibaraki's fingers were hot to the touch as her fingertips rubbed along the celestial's clit once more.

Teasing her and moving to drive her further over that edge. Pressing and moving in quick circles. "Kuhaha! Your body says otherwise."

She purred, her own eyes just as heated as the rest of her. Flashing a hungry gaze, filled with lust and desire and longing. Much like the fire at the oni's command. "Go on... don't hold back, cum and thank me for it~!"

Tenshi was right at the edge between pain and pleasure. The heat of the fingers was more than she was ready for, and yet her body was still reacting. She pressed into the touch and her cry took on a keening sound while the now freed hand reached down, slipping under fabric. Fingers shakily sought to run along the lips hidden from sight while her head whipped back. She panted like a beast in heat, her eyes wide. She was shaking in the midst of the orgasm, legs quivering and kicking.

Th...thank you, Ibaraki, more, please, more till I can barely walk!" she was getting out, right before she tried to grab her at the back of her head and pull her back in for an almost savage kiss. Yeah, she probably would need a little while before she was walking straight, when Hu Tao found her and got her back to civilization.

This was all much more than what Ibaraki had been expecting. Under other circumstances she'd most likely be more flustered. "Good... good girl."

She panted, pressing down into that kiss, fangs grazing against her lips and tongue before slowing down her movements as Tenshi quivered and thrashed about. Still pressing that sword inside of her, still paying attention to her clit. Cute... it was cute and delicious. Ibaraki felt the need to completely devour her right there. There was a deep growl. She'd let up eventually once she felt satisfied with results and her high died down. Poor Hu Tao being subjected to the aftermath of all of this.

But that was to be expected when dealing with an oni!

And for her part, Tenshi wasn't about to stop or let up trying to pleasure or get the most out of this whole thing that she was, needily grinding into the touches. She'd keep it up until the oni was done with her and she could sheathe her blade, clean up and try to get some of her modesty back... what little there was at this point, before Hu Tao found her.

No regrets!

(OOC: I think we're at that good handwaving point here. There'll be more escapades after all, but this seems a fitting moment to sort of handwave that more sex happens until they're exhausted and sated.)

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