Glorious Escapism Roleplay

LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[It cannot be said exactly what caused Vriska Serket to pay a "visit" to a certain serpent-esque young lady that particular evening - for I doubt even the spiderbitch herself knew. One thing was certain, however. And that was that Vriska was bored. She'd been bored ever since she'd quit FLARPing, ever since she were forced to behave like a decent member of troll society (for the most part, at least). And, in light of recent events, she'd found a way to cure that boredom.

The arachnid-troll had only spoken to her new playth--
friend a few times, and hadn't been particularly intrigued by her. The girl was around Vriska's age, but came across as much older in conversation. She was dull, in a way that reminded Vriska of her dearest moirail Kanaya - annoyingly so - and appeared to have no real connections to the outside world, besides an odd infatuation with a foolish young "adventurer", who could be disposed of probably just as easily. There would be no one to miss either of them, and that made them simply perfect for satiating Vriska's little. . . impulses.

Locating Anomly's hive hadn't posed a challenge in the slightest for the spider-troll, even in the inky, swirling darkness of the Alternian night. Stifling a wicked little cackle, Vriska raised her hand to the door of the other troll's respiteblock - simply a tacky cave, far less than what the Scorpio had expected from a troll of Anomly's clearly classy upbringing - and the metal of her perfectly crafted arm gleamed briefly under the odd glow of the moon.
And she knocked.]

Toutaku · Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 10:53 pm Post subject:

[If questioned as to where and when Vriska Serket had become a main feature of Anomly's life, she honestly couldn't tell you. The infuriating woman had just been there for as long as she cared to remember. Not that they had spoken much, but any girl as... libidinous as the Serket woman was rather hard for a woman of Anomly's rather obvious preferences to ignore. To say she was flushed would be partially correct. To say she was a teenage girl with needs was closer. As it stood, Anomly was the dangerous mix of curious, horny and confused that beeing a teenager is all about.

Hearing a knock at her door, Anomly hurried to get dressed. Cursing the fact that it was washday and that her snakemother was borderline perverse, she was stuck with leather trousers that were too small, a shirt that was far too short and another set of ridiculously intimate panties. Supressing a blush, she hurried to the door. Passing a mirror, she halted and backed up slightly, admiring her rear. Sure, a whale tail look wasn't for everyone, but she felt she looked pretty damn seductive today, and that was mature and sexy just the way her Snakemother wanted her to be. She began to bite her finger again.

Peeking out through the door, she noticed the metal arm, the vision eightfold and the pointy smile.

"...Oh, shit." She said outloud. Darn. Not very womanly, swearing.

Casually opening the door, Anomly discreetly tried to pull her shirt down at the back, the ever-present tinge in her cheeks a tad stronger than usual.]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

["Wow. Rude of you, Ourobo." Vriska tutted through her mean smile, not ashamed to let the serpent-troll know she'd overheard that little curse word that slipped out earlier. Deciding that the formalities of conversation were pointless, Vriska looked her "friend" up and down, still smirking. Form-fitting clothes weren't something unusual for Anomly, but she'd -really- outdone herself today. Her leather trousers - although normally tight - clung to the developing girl's body tightly, accentuating the contours of her shapely thighs and hips. Her shirt was too small, and every time the girl inhaled the rise and fall of her chest would make her shirt ride up. Vriska also had a sneaking suspicion that she may have been wearing special panties, but there was all evening for the confirmation of that. Which made Vriska's lips curve into an even wider, more mysterious grin.

Not even blessing her friend with eye contact, Vriska gave Anomly a light push aside, and strolled right through the fancily decorated respiteblock, hips swinging and head held high as she walked, and headed straight for her friend's room.]

Toutaku · Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 11:43 pm Post subject:

["Well, Vriska, good manners and language would clearly be wasted on you. Do come in, by the way." Anomly retorted in sarcastic tones, trying not to check out her ass. She didn't know whether to bless or curse the Arachnidesque female's baggy clothes.

Following Vriska back to her room, Anomly's eyes widened and she suppressed a gasp. She had forgotten that due to her "morning activities", there were some rather unladylike pictures of other ladies, a pair of lacy, tiny, almost certainly unwearable undergarments and an equally soiled hair brush lying near her computer in plain sight. The computer, she might add, that was currently displaying a folderfull of ever-so-slightly worse unladylike pictures of other ladies. And Vriska was already opening her door.

'SHIT!' She thought. Well, at least it was on the inside this time.]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

['Oh, this is just TOO good.' Vriska thought darkly to herself, pausing as she sensed Anomly's panic. She almost felt pity for the girl, and considered stopping so she could "tidy" her room first. But to tip her prey off to her powers would be silly, so instead Vriska gripped the door handle tighter, and turned it ever so slowly, just to spite Anomly. Although she found it very hard not to laugh at the pitiful girl in the process.

Taking a few mock-cautious steps inside her friend's room, reveling in the few tense moments this elicited from the girl as she looked around. "Pff. What a wonderful sense of decor you have, Anomly." Vriska chuckled, allowing her gaze to flick to the hairbrush only once, too busy relishing the blush spreading across the serpent-troll's cheeks, and the uncomfortable wriggling of her prey. She could have overtaken the troll then, if she wished, but that would have been easy. No, it was no fun if they didn't know what was happening to them.]

Toutaku · Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 12:16 am Post subject:

[The shame in Anomly was gargantuan, and she held back a furious blush and some hot, angry tears, as she hurriedly turned her PC off, and gathered the perverse items. Dropping them all, she sank to her hands and knees, no longer caring if Vriska saw her choice in underwear. Quickly and efficiently, Anomly threw the items in her closet, then sat down on her couch, arms crossed and huffing.

"My personal life and sexual habits are none of your business, Vriska, let alone anyone else." She said, matter-of-factly. "I would greatly appreciate it if you could keep this between you and I."

The hotness of her cheeks was matched only by the similar, yet different heat in her crotch. She just knew that bitch was enjoying this. She hated her for it. But even moreso, she hated herself.

She hated herself because she liked it more.
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[Vriska tsk'd slightly as she watched the green-blood sink to her hands and knees, watching the other troll intently. She had been right about the underwear - and although she thought a whale-tail looked a bit uncultured on her friend - it was a pretty sight, nonetheless.

"Me? Gossip? About you?" Vriska gasped with mock offense as she threw herself onto the couch, probably a little too close to Anomly for the latter's liking. "You're tame, Ourobo. Compared to some of the freaks I know."

The spider-troll purred a small, taunting laugh to herself at this statement, then fell silent afterwards as she scanned the room at eye-level. Anomly's hive was certainly full of some interesting things - potentially dangerous things, too - and Vriska was certainly growing impatient. She'd come here to manipulate the serpent, and nothing else. Now it was simply a matter of finding some amusing torture to subject her victim to.]

Toutaku · Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 12:05 pm Post subject:

[Anomly shied away from the predatory troll woman's contact, looking furiously at the floor of her hive. Deciding that bravery would be the better choice, Anomly looked her Kismesister in the eyes. All eight of them.

"What bringss you here, anyway?" She started. "If you have abssolutely nothing better to do, then I ssuggesst, forgive my language, that you get the fuck out." She angily turned her back on the lounging Spiderbitch, hoping she'd take the hint. She didn't care that Vriska had seen her soiled panties, or even her pornography or her used hairbrush. She didn't care if she's seen her thong. She didn't care that her lips looked kind of inviting, in a predatory, 'I'll-rip-off-your-face' kind of way. She didn't even care that she had an uncomfortable itch deep in her belly, she just wanted the Serket woman gone.

...Is what she told herself.

"Anyway... You can sstay if you have ssomeone-THING to do, but otherwisse, I want you to leave."

She huffed again, and sat back down before looking at the other girl expectantly.

"Sso?"]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

["You're lucky I turned up at all, Ourobo. I could have had some fun with an old Kismesis." The spiderbitch grinned wickedly, pointy teeth on show. "Maaan. How ungrateful can you get? But it's okay". Vriska let her arms snake around Anomly's slender waist, pressing herself against the latter's back, whispering the next sentence. "You're still my favourite Kismesis."

And with that, she let her gaze flick again to an object that had caught the attention of the arachnid-troll the first time she'd scanned the room. The hairbrush. It was something her plaything was already familiar with, so it wouldn't be too hard to manipulate the jade-blood to humiliate herself with it. She might not even have to use her mind powers...

... But it would be no fun that way. Deciding things would be more interesting if she didn't humor Anomly with an explanation, or more likely some bullshit story about how she was feeling flushed, Vriska - in one swift movement - let go of her prey for only a moment to walk around to the front of the girl, before pushing her back onto the couch and straddling her, gently keeping her wrists pinned beneath the spidertroll's metal grasp to prevent any protests Anomly may have about what followed.]

Toutaku · Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 3:11 pm Post subject:

[Anomly scowled at the mention of Eridan. The slimy git had been trying to get into her panties ever since the temperamental woman next to her had left him. Even back then, she had disliked him. Something as foul as he had no place on Alternia.

She wasn't jealous at all.

Suddenly, and without provocation, she felt an arm around her waist, and a delicious pair of lips near her ear. Her eyes widened and her belly throbbed as she became aware that she'd just been referred to as a Kismesis. Of course, she did have an underlying lust for this girl she so hated, and that was in fairness the very description of Kismesisitude, but the thought had seldom crossed her mind before.

A crush, she'd called it. Some petty, insignificant and preposterous little infatuation with someone who brushed her up all the wrong(right) ways.

Still, it made her squeak. The soft mounds of flesh present on her back didn't help much either, causing her deep-seated itch to seep lower. It was tingling away at the edge of her groin now...

"Vrisska, enough of this foolishness!"

...Was what she'd tried to say. Instead, all that came out were disconnected vowels and some choking noises. Deciding enough was most certainly enough, Anomly Ourobo gathered every ounce of her forcefulness, and prepared to push the meddling troll of of her, her couch, and indeed out of her house. She tried to move, but before she got more than an inch into her chosen trajectory, she was being straddled.

That meant crotch-to-crotch contact.

"...Shit." She whispered, quietly. Her hands were pinned by a strong, reassuring grip, and the predatory glint in Serket's vision eightfold was stronger than she'd ever seen it. Accepting her fate, Anomly half closed her eyes and almost subconsciously pursed her lips a tad, both terrified and intrigued by what was sure to follow.]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

[Vriska smirked down at her prey, eyeing the girl intently. She wasn't struggling, much to the surprise and even disappointment of the predator, who briefly contemplated forcing Anomly to struggle. She decided that would only be needed later, if she wouldn't comply to the orders she was to be given. Even if she -had- cursed again.

"Listen, you bitch." Vriska spat slightly on the last word for emphasis, resting all her weight on the hips of the green-blood, just enough so there was a slight pressure on the (already warm) leather-clad crotch of the serpentine girl as she stared down at her with a hungry gaze. "I came here for amusement. Nothing else. And you're gonna give me that. Because if you don't..."
Vriska winked and intensified her gaze, attempting to invade Anomly's mind only enough to make the girl aware of it. Having to control her completely already would be amusing, yet at the same time too easy.

"Of course, if you obey..." Vriska continued, letting go of the arms of the troll beneath her only long enough to slip out of her jacket, tossing it aside before leaning in closer to Anomly, until their lips were just inches apart, studying the girl's wide, green-tinged eyes in fascination. "... I might be kind enough to make things interesting for you."

Toutaku · Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 4:58 pm Post subject:

[The pressure on her crotch, the sheer presence of the spiderlike woman, and the faint tingling in the edges of her consciousness... Anomly had to accept defeat. She was just outmatched, and she begrudgingly began to accept that some part of her wanted this. It had for at least a sweep.

She tested the iron grip holding her hands down. It was impossible to move from her position, and still she tried. She probably could have gotten the bitch off of her, but getting her of in an entirely different sense was all too tempting.

Hanging her head in shame, her reply was quiet, but direct. She choked on her words at first, but she managed to utter out her response.

"I-I understand, Vriska. Do with me what you will."

She ground her pelvis against Vriska's, hoping to cause some friction to happen.]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

["Mm..." Vriska purred softly as the troll beneath her began to grind their hips together, then shuffled upwards slightly with a dark chuckle and clamped her thighs together around Anomly's torso, not only denying the girl pleasure, but trying to wind her slightly, too. She was a little disappointed the serpent-troll didn't have more feistiness in her, but then again, who could blame her? Whilst not particularly strong, Vriska had a certain fierceness about her, that lied behind her pointy fangs and wicked little eyes. And a certain... something else, too. Something that had ensnared Eridan, even Tavros, and now Anomly too.

Feeling a little cocky, Vriska decided to let her hands wander. She kept Anomly pinned with her flesh arm, whilst she let the smooth, cold metal of the other brush softly against the other girl's face and down her neck, slowly tracing the contours of her collarbone wordlessly, the smug grin on her face saying it all as she contemplated all the fun her and Anomly could have.]

Toutaku · Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 5:36 pm Post subject:

[Vriska's cockiness gave Anomly the advantage. She was, after all, the ward of a serpentine Lusus. You had to expect her to be a slippery customer. The much lighter Troll arm was holding her with a far more lax grip. Making her body limp to avoid suspicion, Anomly quickly drew her hands sideways and slapped the spiderlike woman across the maw, hoping to shift her weight on top of her and turn the tables. Unfortunately, she slipped on her floor and couldn't gather the strength to lift her.

"Oh, SHIT." she cursed, again, aware that escaping would be almost impossible at best.]
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LenLenWearsBlue · Joined: 18 Mar 2011 Posts: 1059 Location: Under your bed.

["Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a pretty girl shouldn't swear." Vriska tutted once more, rubbing her wounded cheek and glaring down at Anomly. The girl didn't look frightened, so much as simply disobedient. And that didn't make Vriska happy.

Vriska was merciful, however, and kept Anomly pinned with her metal hand whilst she slapped her prey across the cheek once - and not even forcefully, by her standards - letting out a small giggle as she watched the girl flinch. Complete submission was likely a long way off for Anomly, but Vriska hadn't given up trying to coax it out of the green-blood yet.

"You're in no position to defy me, Ourobo." The spider-troll hissed coldly, leaning back on the snakelike girl's crotch once more but not grinding, although still enjoying the heat emanating from the thin leather far more than she was willing to admit.]