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THE EDENSPHERE KINKMEME VI!

How it works:

-Anonymously write a request for any pairing in ES. Straight, slash, three or moresomes, whatever, along with a kink and a situation. HERE is a previous kinkmeme if you'd like examples.

-Reply either anonymously and OOCly, or logged-in and ICly for the lulz.

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-PLEASE try and avoid explicit smut of characters played by yellowbars (i.e. our players under the age of 18). Fading to black is one option, as is keeping it PG-15.

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If you don't want your character involved, please PM this account, or shoot an e-mail to spdbridge03 [at] gmail dot com, or an IM to Shuripus. We know not everyone is comfortable with this and your wishes will be respected.

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The back section of Book's shop is reserved for adult material. Two Sphere residents get up to some adult material of their own in the back of the store.

Book is aware of it.

((IC as in the character made the prompt. You don't have to fill the prompt by writing as your character writing porn, but that would be awesome if you did))

Won't be IC, but dutiful anon is hard at work trying to fulfill this prompt, but the inspiration just keeps coming D:

That is more than fine! IC anon will love you nonetheless, anon, and so will I <3

Rosalind peaked around the corner of the book-store's aisle. She had specifically not asked what was in the back room. Because that would imply she was curious. Which she was not. She was doing research - to catalog what materials could be found in the bookstore, and which could not.

Book chuckled to himself as he watched her oh so non-chalantly look around that side of the shelf for the third time, after all already looking around the other side twice. Oh! There she goes!

Rosalind finally got up the courage to walk around - not noticing that the highbacked chair that was facing away from her actually had someone in it.

"May I help you find something?"

Rosalind nearly jumped - she'd been walking around that edge of the store and had only just come into view of the person.

It was an adult woman with long black hair tied into a braid... in the front of her body. She was definitely reading something, but Rosalind couldn't tell if it was material from this area or not.

"I had started to wonder if you would ever walk this way - you've been sneaking around for an hour now, miss...?"

"Uh- Rosalind. How- how did you know about that? Could you hear me?"

The woman closed her book and closed her eyes in quiet contemplation. "It is a kind of hearing, yes - and a kind of seeing. Here," she handed the book to Rosalind, "perhaps you will enjoy this one. It is the only one I have found that struck my fancy."

Rosalind accepted the book and blushed furiously. It had two women on the front.

"Oh? I was right then."

The young scientist shook her head and turned away. "I don't know what you're talking about. And you haven't even told me who you are."

The older woman smiled. "Ah, forgive me. I wanted you to ask me first. Please, call me Bellflower."

Rosalind finally turned back around. "Bellflower... that's a pretty name."

They chatted for over an hour as they went back through the stack of books that Bellflower had accumulated. They just kept laughing and laughing at one ridiculous porn story after another involving at least two women.

"HOW CAN THEY WRITE STUFF LIKE THIS? It doesn't make any sense!" Rosalind tried to keep her voice low, but was cracking up even as she did so.

Bellflower giggled lightly from her chair. "Oh you know men and their over-active imaginations. I'm not surprised by a great deal of it."

Rosalind held up the first book again. "This truly is the only one worthwhile in the whole place. Who wrote it?"

A broad smile came across Bellflower's face as she thinned her eyes in amusement. "I did."

Blushing furiously, Rosalind looked down again. "I- I see... Well, you're very good."

"Oh, it takes the right inspiration, I think."

Bellflower slipped easily out of her chair and onto the floor where Rosalind was sitting cross-legged. She ran the back of her hand along each side of Rosalind's cheeks. "You're a beautiful young woman. And shy, but intelligent. I like that."

It was out of sheer surprise that Rosalind didn't move. Only stared into the other woman's eyes. Just what is she... thinking?

"Would you... like to be my muse... for awhile?" Bellflower inched closer until her free hand touched Rosalind's thigh.

The flush grew deeper at that touch, and a twitching, gripping sensation was flowing down from her throat, to the pit of her stomach, and lower. With her right hand she reached up to place it over Bellflower's hand on her cheek. Her left hand ran down Bellflower's arm, tracing the line down, then up, then down again until that hand too settled on top of Bellflower's. Rosalind smiled then, looking down at her left hand first and back up to Bellflower. She straightened her back ever so slightly and their lips touched.

It was an open-mouthed press at first, just feeling each other out. It was clear within a few moments though that Bellflower intended to lead this encounter. She kissed Rosalind's lower lip repeatedly, nudging her mouth wider.

Rosalind complied willingly - leaning back further against the books as she did. Her left hand fumbled for Bellflower's shoulder so she could pull herself back up and keep the distance as minimal as possible. Then it started to wander, finding the opening in the other woman's garment to feel the smooth skin, then tried to pull it open wider.

Bellflower noticed quickly that Rosalind appeared to need... guidance in this realm. Having the imagination was one thing, but being able to act out those dreams was something else entirely. She gripped Rosalind's left hand with her right and did exactly that - guided her along the way.

As Rosalind eventually buckled under all of the heady emotions and Bellflower kept up the sensory onslaught, one more person was heavily engaged in their interaction... from behind the safety of the nearest aisle.

"Uh huh... uh huh... ooh, that's good!" Book flipped the page and started a new sketch. "Between this and my own fun, Bell won't be able to complain for a week once I get all this rare material finished."

So, when can I expect to see this in publication?

Right there! Don't stop! Was a cry within the mind of the R&C Division Captain, her back arching and fingers curling into fists as a soft, breathless sigh of delight left Locket's lips. Her shapely hips rolled against the exploring mouth, a tongue drawing circles around a small, sensitive button of flesh. Her thighs pressed against both sides of her lover's head, her fingers running through blond hair. Her unoccupied hand cupped a breast, teasing a nipple between two fingers.

Just as she felt like she was ready to burst, he planted one last kiss and stood, running his thumb across his lips. "You weren't gonna go on without me, were you, Locket?"

"N- ... no, I ... We probably shouldn't be doing this here, Zero."

Zero grinned, climbing onto the table where she lay prone. "Hey, it was your idea, you started it. We're going to finish it."

His thighs hiked up her legs as he draped his body over hers, her ankles crossing over his rear as he deeply entered. Two bodies shivered and soon began to move as one.

Kinky captain and her part-time subordinate, Book jotted down with a grin. He'd definitely increase his reader base if he dabbled in a little sci-fi, eh? He lifted his gaze from his writing when he heard the table slowly shifting, legs squeaking against the floor, a female voice crying out in ecstasy.

Bolt down table legs ASAP, was his final note.

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IC -- someone wants porn. >.> Gee, I wonder who this is.

Re: IC -- someone wants porn. >.> Gee, I wonder who this is.

Re: IC -- someone wants porn. >.> Gee, I wonder who this is.

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Dutiful anon has finished! BELLFLOWER/ROSALIND 8D

BELLFLOWER/ROSALIND Part 2/2

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Have some robots.