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┏━°⌜ My Schedule⌟°━┓
I don't really have one, I write for a living so.
┗━°⌜ 私のスケジュール ⌟°━┛
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✧*̥˚About Me *̥˚✧
Male
36 years old
Work From Home
15 Years of Writing Experience
Advanced - Novella Writer
Hoards Character References
Not Really Looking For Relationship - Only Roleplay Partners
Writes As Dom
Mostly Writes Tall, muscular tattooed men
Very Creative - this goes without saying.
Weeb/Nerdy - Again, me too!
Autistic & ADHD - Me too!
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.·:¨༺What I Look For In A RP Partner༻¨:·.
Submissive partners preferred but aren't a necessity
Long-term committed
Creative and story-motivated
Moves along the storyline
Good with NSFW content and scenes
Good at writing dark scenes, romance scenes, psychological and action scenes.
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.·:·.✧Fandoms & Characters✧.·:·.
I'll be playing as one of OC's or Cannon character
AU's are allowed & can be discussed!
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... ✿°•∘Requirements∘•°✿ ..
I usually write 1k to 2500k.
Proper grammar & spelling. - Check
Willing to plot & discuss. - Check
Third-person writing style. - Check
Knowledge of Fandom & Characters. - Check though it will depend on the fandom, if nothing else I do research things.
All characters 18+ & yourself. - I am 36
I generally roleplay in the forums, so please do not offer any off-site alternatives.
Your spelling and grammar must be decent enough for me to understand, it doesn't need to be poetic, just try your best. I also ask for you not to post in text talk or in first person.
Do not post in one liners. If you could at least give me a short paragraph of 500 words in paragraphs, then we will be just fine.
For modern roleplays that are not fandom based I prefer to use face claims.
If you have somehow lost interest in the roleplay , or taking a break, etc. Please tell me and I will understand.
I am open to suggestions if you want to do a plot with me, I will be all ears.
Do not be afraid to pm me about elements for our roleplay , better to ask than not saying anything.
All I ask is that you have fun, I know i will =)
Genres I like to play in:
Romance
Fantasy
Modern Fantasy
Supernatural
Sci Fi
Historical Fantasy
Fandom
Current Searches:
Sibling x Sibling or Step Sibling x Step Sibling
Your spelling and grammar must be decent enough for me to understand, it doesn't need to be poetic, just try your best. I also ask for you not to post in text talk or in first person.
Do not post in one liners. If you could at least give me a short paragraph of 500 words in paragraphs, then we will be just fine.
For modern roleplays that are not fandom based I prefer to use face claims.
If you have somehow lost interest in the roleplay , or taking a break, etc. Please tell me and I will understand.
I am open to suggestions if you want to do a plot with me, I will be all ears.
Do not be afraid to pm me about elements for our roleplay , better to ask than not saying anything.
All I ask is that you have fun, I know i will =)
Genres I like to play in:
Romance
Fantasy
Modern Fantasy
Supernatural
Sci Fi
Historical Fantasy
Fandom
Current Searches:
Sibling x Sibling or Step Sibling x Step Sibling
Likes:
Affection -- Aftercare -- Age Differences -- Begging -- Biting -- Blindfolds -- Breast/Nipple Play -- Clit Play -- Clothed Sex -- Consensual -- Oral Sex (Giving)-- Oral Sex (Receiving) -- Dubious Consent -- Fangs/Sharp Teeth -- Fingering (Vaginal) -- Foreplay -- Hair Pulling -- Hand Cuffs -- Hand Play -- Heat/Rut -- Immobilization -- Kissing -- Leash & Collar -- Light-Medium Bondage --Hair Pulling-- Dom/Sub -- Orgasm Control/Denial/Delay -- Physical Restraints -- Pleasure Control/Denial -- Pussy Worship -- Rough Sex -- Scratching -- Sensory Deprivation -- Sexual Frustration -- Tall Guy/Short Gal -- Socks/Stockings -- Tantric Sex -- Teasing -- Uniforms-- Inexperience/Virginity--Spanking--Strip Tease--Vanilla Sex- MxF Pregnancy or risk of Pregnancy--Slow Burn--Intelligent Characters--Light/Medium Bondage--Teasing--Story--Dirty Talk--Forbidden Romance--Seduction--Light Voyeurism--Opposites Attraction--Choking
Dislikes:
Bathroom Play/Watersports--Futas--Male Pregnancy--Submissive Men--Unrealistic Body Types/Sizes--Alien/Tentacles--Furries--Toilet/Scat/Watersport--Vomit--Heavy Bloodplay--Excessive Stomach Bulging--Excessive Fluids--Food insertion/Food play-Bestiality--Feet fetish-Bodily Mutilation
Affection -- Aftercare -- Age Differences -- Begging -- Biting -- Blindfolds -- Breast/Nipple Play -- Clit Play -- Clothed Sex -- Consensual -- Oral Sex (Giving)-- Oral Sex (Receiving) -- Dubious Consent -- Fangs/Sharp Teeth -- Fingering (Vaginal) -- Foreplay -- Hair Pulling -- Hand Cuffs -- Hand Play -- Heat/Rut -- Immobilization -- Kissing -- Leash & Collar -- Light-Medium Bondage --Hair Pulling-- Dom/Sub -- Orgasm Control/Denial/Delay -- Physical Restraints -- Pleasure Control/Denial -- Pussy Worship -- Rough Sex -- Scratching -- Sensory Deprivation -- Sexual Frustration -- Tall Guy/Short Gal -- Socks/Stockings -- Tantric Sex -- Teasing -- Uniforms-- Inexperience/Virginity--Spanking--Strip Tease--Vanilla Sex- MxF Pregnancy or risk of Pregnancy--Slow Burn--Intelligent Characters--Light/Medium Bondage--Teasing--Story--Dirty Talk--Forbidden Romance--Seduction--Light Voyeurism--Opposites Attraction--Choking
Dislikes:
Bathroom Play/Watersports--Futas--Male Pregnancy--Submissive Men--Unrealistic Body Types/Sizes--Alien/Tentacles--Furries--Toilet/Scat/Watersport--Vomit--Heavy Bloodplay--Excessive Stomach Bulging--Excessive Fluids--Food insertion/Food play-Bestiality--Feet fetish-Bodily Mutilation
Damien watched the beautiful coppery-haired woman, whom he had playfully dubbed Kit-Kat, with his striking cornflower blue eyes tinged with gray. There was an intensity in his gaze that seemed to suggest he could convey requests or commands with just a glance, leaving an unsettling yet captivating impression. His eyes held a mysterious allure, like a veil of fog, stirring her curiosity and leaving her yearning to uncover his emotions, thoughts, and next moves.
Though known for his humor and laughter, Damien possessed a side that savored control, slowly asserting dominance. This facet of his nature coexisted with his jovial demeanor, and with Ely's proximity, he felt the magnetic pull of her presence. Revealing this side of himself was reserved for those willing to witness it, inviting them to experience his commanding touch on her throat, accompanied by a deep, guttural growl before the sensation of his teeth grazing their skin. It was an experience meant only for the bold-hearted.
As she peeled off his military pants, his arousal became unmistakable. His length was slightly above average, yet his girth was notably thick from the base to the flared tip, evoking vivid images of penetration. Damien sensed her rapid breaths against his skin, a clear indication of her curiosity and budding anticipation. Concealing his sly grin, he felt a dormant side of himself awaken since his wife's passing two years ago—an ache, a hunger, and a desire that pulsed through him.
"I'm a sure win, hmm? Yes, it's foolish, but I like it," Ely replied smugly, yet her smile and the way her eyes glimmered spoke of lingering thoughts.
Ely placed a soft hand against his graying beard. His face was worn. Even she could probably tell he had seen too much evil in the world; the scars lay littered over his chest, back, and arms further showed evidence of a life of conflict, but despite the pain he may have held inside, he found reasons to be playful, to laugh and to smile. To be kind, even if the world wasn't kind to him. He was almost like a walking paradox.
Ely's head had leaned in, and hesitantly pressed her lips against his, feeling her lean against him. His eyes glanced at hers briefly before kissing back, showing her inexperienced lips how to make her giddy, and even more aroused by kissing her upper lip, then shifting to the lower, and kissing it in an entirely different way; more heated, conjuring the feeling of a hunger to kiss her as long as he pleased. One of Damien's rather large hands cupped her cheek as he deepened the kiss, showing her tongue how to roll and swirl in an entirely provocative way.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. We literally just met. You should rest and elevate your leg, not straining it more with…uh…this." Ely stammered, struggling with the haziness of the kiss.
Upon completing checking his bandage, there was a sharp rise of tension between the two, and it was no surprise Damien was practically naked as he stood there in front of her. A light layer of soft chest hair trailing down to his abdomen, thickening and darkening into singular 'happy trail' that led from just above his navel to below t brim of his boxers that kept making Ely's curious eyes venturing downward.
"Shhh..." Damien pressed a finger to her lips gently, to relax and ease her.
Damien then swiftly and decisively moved his arms, encircling her shapely waist and drawing her closer unexpectedly. His muscular arms exuded strength and masculinity as he pulled her snugly against his unyielding torso, her ample breasts pressing into him. The scent of her perfume mingled with his own, creating an intoxicating blend that heightened the tension between them. With her proximity, she felt just how warm he was, and the way his muscular arms swaddled her made her feel completely safe. Those large strong hands, grabbing her taut rounded ass, squeezing before he began walking her back to a wall.
"Put your arms above your head."
He simply said, watching and waiting. When she finally did so with considerable hesitation, he pinned them to the wall, and leaned into kiss her very intensely, his teeth even playfully tugging at her bottom lip before drawing a hot moist line over it with his tongue. His breath was like fire to her skin, but his kisses were a potent venom that made her core ache...
"Now you have no choice but to kiss me," Damien said with a devious but seductive grin. "But what if I were to make..." Damien started pressing a hand to Ely's smooth, somewhat toned stomach."You squirm in the best way possible...?"
Damien then leaned into the base of Ely's throat, kissing her warm silky skin, letting his lips purposefully linger, before parting his lips to lick the side of her throat, making her feel the vague sensation of his teeth as well. He maneuvered one knee between Ely's, parting her legs, eliciting a vulnerability at the position and while also....excitement.
Though known for his humor and laughter, Damien possessed a side that savored control, slowly asserting dominance. This facet of his nature coexisted with his jovial demeanor, and with Ely's proximity, he felt the magnetic pull of her presence. Revealing this side of himself was reserved for those willing to witness it, inviting them to experience his commanding touch on her throat, accompanied by a deep, guttural growl before the sensation of his teeth grazing their skin. It was an experience meant only for the bold-hearted.
As she peeled off his military pants, his arousal became unmistakable. His length was slightly above average, yet his girth was notably thick from the base to the flared tip, evoking vivid images of penetration. Damien sensed her rapid breaths against his skin, a clear indication of her curiosity and budding anticipation. Concealing his sly grin, he felt a dormant side of himself awaken since his wife's passing two years ago—an ache, a hunger, and a desire that pulsed through him.
"I'm a sure win, hmm? Yes, it's foolish, but I like it," Ely replied smugly, yet her smile and the way her eyes glimmered spoke of lingering thoughts.
Ely placed a soft hand against his graying beard. His face was worn. Even she could probably tell he had seen too much evil in the world; the scars lay littered over his chest, back, and arms further showed evidence of a life of conflict, but despite the pain he may have held inside, he found reasons to be playful, to laugh and to smile. To be kind, even if the world wasn't kind to him. He was almost like a walking paradox.
Ely's head had leaned in, and hesitantly pressed her lips against his, feeling her lean against him. His eyes glanced at hers briefly before kissing back, showing her inexperienced lips how to make her giddy, and even more aroused by kissing her upper lip, then shifting to the lower, and kissing it in an entirely different way; more heated, conjuring the feeling of a hunger to kiss her as long as he pleased. One of Damien's rather large hands cupped her cheek as he deepened the kiss, showing her tongue how to roll and swirl in an entirely provocative way.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. We literally just met. You should rest and elevate your leg, not straining it more with…uh…this." Ely stammered, struggling with the haziness of the kiss.
Upon completing checking his bandage, there was a sharp rise of tension between the two, and it was no surprise Damien was practically naked as he stood there in front of her. A light layer of soft chest hair trailing down to his abdomen, thickening and darkening into singular 'happy trail' that led from just above his navel to below t brim of his boxers that kept making Ely's curious eyes venturing downward.
"Shhh..." Damien pressed a finger to her lips gently, to relax and ease her.
Damien then swiftly and decisively moved his arms, encircling her shapely waist and drawing her closer unexpectedly. His muscular arms exuded strength and masculinity as he pulled her snugly against his unyielding torso, her ample breasts pressing into him. The scent of her perfume mingled with his own, creating an intoxicating blend that heightened the tension between them. With her proximity, she felt just how warm he was, and the way his muscular arms swaddled her made her feel completely safe. Those large strong hands, grabbing her taut rounded ass, squeezing before he began walking her back to a wall.
"Put your arms above your head."
He simply said, watching and waiting. When she finally did so with considerable hesitation, he pinned them to the wall, and leaned into kiss her very intensely, his teeth even playfully tugging at her bottom lip before drawing a hot moist line over it with his tongue. His breath was like fire to her skin, but his kisses were a potent venom that made her core ache...
"Now you have no choice but to kiss me," Damien said with a devious but seductive grin. "But what if I were to make..." Damien started pressing a hand to Ely's smooth, somewhat toned stomach."You squirm in the best way possible...?"
Damien then leaned into the base of Ely's throat, kissing her warm silky skin, letting his lips purposefully linger, before parting his lips to lick the side of her throat, making her feel the vague sensation of his teeth as well. He maneuvered one knee between Ely's, parting her legs, eliciting a vulnerability at the position and while also....excitement.