† Sei: Action; around Discedo, warnings for potential 18+ situations in comments?

[fettuttittes]

[She had been trying so hard. Trying so so so hard, despite the heat in her body, every part of her screaming out to be touched, to give into pleasure, break her chastity. Most of the previous day had been spent huddled in bed, Romana clinging to her blankets while praying feverishly.

She had wanted to stay strong, not give into the craving of her

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[aladyknight]

[Visits from Romana aren't exactly at the bottom of the list of things Prussia expects here. They're friends, to some extent, allies to another, and God knows she does care for the Italian. Very high on the list of things Prussia will never expect in a thousand years is getting kissed by Romana. Even with her overwhelming apathy of the last few days, she still musters up the energy to be shocked at the almost attack-like kiss, blinking sort of stupidly at just how close Romana is.]

[fettuttittes]

[With a needy whimper Romana lifts herself onto her toes, pressing her entire body against Prussia's. For someone who continuously bitches about chastity, about being pure, she's quite a good kisses even if she is kind of clumsy, too focused on getting somewhere without any interest in the journey.

Finally she breaks the kiss for air, whimpering again] Prussia, per favore...

[aladyknight]

[Distractedly, Prussia puts a hand on Romana's back, keeping her from falling. Or perhaps just touching.]

Romana? What are you so worked up about?

[fettuttittes]

[She moans softly, eyes half closed at the touch]

Huh? Nothing... I... I just feel like I want to be touched. A lot.

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[yourgoddamnit]

[ Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and you are still on a HOLY CRUSADE AGAINST THE LUST-DRIVEN INFIDELS.

Currently you are lurking in the darkened streets like DEXTER on a hunt. We will presume for the moment your Alternian understanding of DEXTER is that of a fictional legislacerator who hunts down the guilty who have slipped through the cracks of the justice system (and not a serial killer, because there is likely not a concept of that in your culture). What an admirable fellow to emulate indeed. But we're going to steal his silly vernacular a moment.

Your DARK PASSENGER is named WRATH, and he is hungry to deliver some good old fashioned justice to every villain who dares to defile the sanctity of the quadrants with their disgusting, fleshy desires. As you spot your next VICTIM TARGET, you embrace the rage burning in the depths of your soul. You will stem the tide of romantic taint. Today, justice will be served.

Today you will help Romana preserve her chastity.

With your fists.

She will surely thank you later. ]

action;

[fettuttittes]

[Or she's just going to go down shockingly easily, whimpering softly as she clutches her stomach.

She is shocked out of her lust though. For now.

....this is shut a shit tag sob]

Cazzo! What in hell!

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[yourgoddamnit]

I'M SAVING YOU, SHEBEAST.
I AM A GRACIOUS GOD WHO WILL DIRECTLY HELP YOU PRESERVE YOUR INTEGRITY.
IF MY HUMAN ANATOMY BOOK IS RIGHT
YOU WILL NOT BE NEEDING THIS.
[ PUNCHING HER RIGHT WHERE HER WOMB SHOULD BE ]

OR THIS.

[ At which point he tries to kick her legs out from under her. How shins are related to reproduction, who knows. Maybe he's trying to get her to show a little less ankle?! ]

action; BUGGER IT, KARKAT GETS A SAD TAG

[fettuttittes]

[With an oomph Romana falls her knees, clutching her poor stomach with a look of utter pain and heartbreak. It's stupid, she knows her body isn't really like a human woman's, that she's just a poor imitation of one, and she's been able to accept that.

But being reminded she'll never be able to have the kids she so desperately craves hurts. Enough to make her tear up more, head bowed to hide them at least]

Ha... how did you know? How many of us have you met?

Action - lol envy!Hungary

[pureheartedperv]

[This is Hungary, out minding her own business on the streets of Discedo. She couldn't help but notice the brunette woman not so casually flirting with anyone she saw. And quite frankly, it pissed Hungary off. Why hadn't she come to hit on her?! It wasn't necessarily that she particularly wanted the other woman, though sure she was cute, but the issue here was different. What made all of these other people so much more attractive? It was downright insulting. Huffing, she turned her back, but still stayed in the area. Just in case.]

Italian! And awww poor hun

[fettuttittes]

[It isn't long before Romana bumps into the other woman, a sigh escaping her as her arms move to wrap around her waist, Romana nuzzling her back. The woman smelt nice, taller than Romana by a bit and soft and warm and oh she couldn't help but moan, her lust getting the better of her]

Per favore, please, won't you touch me?

Not-the-best-but-passable!Italian here. And ikr, poor envious thing

[pureheartedperv]

[Oh, okay, so she wasn't being ignored. Good. She won't stand for being ignored.]

Maybe. Depends. How much of a second choice am I?

[Buuuut that unnecessary jealousy over everything? Yup still there.]

lol

[fettuttittes]

[Her hands grip Hungary's shirt, Romana wetting her lips before pressing them to the hollow of the other woman's throat]

Not second... per favore, touch me, I'm begging you make it better....

[crotchroses]

[France is overcome with avarice. The sort that has rekindled his desire to take the world into his arms and keep it for his own--the nations, they would be his, they are his. He is a good man, he knows it, and he is the proudest of nations with every right to be.

So, when he sees Romana on the street, he will inform her--even if she protests--that she is his. She is under French jurisdiction now and that was all there was to it.]

Roma! Roma, ma cherie, I must speak with you! Is something troubling you?

[fettuttittes]

[It's like she's in a fog. A thick dense fog that muffles his words, that makes it hard for her to turn. Dumbly, she blinks at him and all she is aware of is that it's another person. A body. Hands to touch her, ravish her, a mouth to kiss her, a body to make her scream in pleasure.

Slowly she steps forward to meet him, exhaling softly as she seems genuinely happy to see him] Francia... Francia, you'll help me, si?

[crotchroses]

Oui, of course! [He reaches out to rest his hands on her shoulders. She'll probably recoil and try to hit him (and succeed) but with his chip out--that concerns him much less. Whatever the cost, he will secure what is rightfully his.]

But, cherie, there is something I must tell you.

[France stands at his full height, looking down at Romana; he sighs contentedly, smiling with an expression he believes is warm. It, in fact, is greedy--hungry, and possibly a little unnerving.]

I want you to know that you belong to France. You are mine--you understand this, oui? You are mine as is the world and soon they will come to know this.

How may I help you, madame?

[fettuttittes]

[Instead of her usual reaction she just sways, before leaning into him. Now, resting on her chest she stare up, cheeks flushed and lips parted as he talks. There a small seed of irritation of being owned, but she can't bring herself to care, not when she's against him, so close to getting what she needs.

France will help her, she knows it.]

I'm yours? Then make me yours.

[And with that she pulls him down slightly and herself up, planting an insistent kiss on his lips]

[paradoxdestined]

[Squall is too stupid and fixated on pants to realize what is coming. So Romana gets the kiss, but almost immediately he shoves her away. HE IS A MARRIED TAKEN MAN THANK YOU!!!!!! Also he is not blushing shhh, that wasn't his first kiss really...]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?

[fettuttittes]

[She whines as she's pushed back, stumbling slightly, lips automatically forming a pout. Why was everyone pushing her away gosh]

Kissing you, idiota... don't you want to?

[paradoxdestined]

YOU CAN'T JUST-!

[He is so confused, his face might look a bit like a computer going through a crash. HOW DOES HE COMPUTE.]

Why me?

[fettuttittes]

Why not?

[Coming close again with a slight sway in her steps]