Open Post for Yonaka NSFW things.

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This post is basically to facilitate Yonaka smut threads, because I have a craving that's keeping me from doing other tags. Here's a couple general scenario ideas, or you can throw out any idea at me.

Mogebox or Forest Covered CR are both great and welcome, as is assumed CR!

A: oh god oh god we're going to die sex
Set in Mogeko Castle, or else somewhere similarly dangerous - Mogeko Castle has the bonus features of having porn and sex toys everywhere, so it's not like it could ever get off their minds. Either Yonaka or your character brings up the 'I don't want to die a virgin/I want to have a happy memory before I go/etc.' notion and things proceed.

B: it's a sex game
You know the way sex jamjars work. They're in a city of some kind that for some contrived reason wants them to have sex. Yonaka is mostly resigned to this, and has decided that at least she's going to exercise what control she has over the situation and try to enjoy it. This is the option for all your standard sex game events like suddenly dicks, aphro, try this kink it'll be fun, etc.

C: normal dating, can you imagine?
The fluffy smut option for two (or more, Yonaka's okay with that) people who are dating and happy and also having sex with each other. Featuring snuggles and kisses and surprisingly adventurous Yonaka.

D: make your own
Really, throw anything at me, I'm flexible.

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[Yonaka notices her frustration. She doesn't want to tease her so much - and calming her down seems impossible - so she'll give in to her wishes, at least a little.

Yonaka's hands on her shoulders travel slowly downwards. Natsuru's shirt is already off, so all that separates her rubbing hands from her breasts is thin lingerie. It's really cute, but after a minute, Yonaka reaches to unclasp it for her and set it aside so that she can touch her more directly.

Patience is a virtue, but not one she can really ask for now.]

[thirdbeauty]

[Yonaka's hands on her bare skin feel like they're pulsing with energy. Maybe it's just her heart pounding, or her nerves really are all on edge in the best way possible. When they reach her breasts, rubbing at her through the thin material of her bra, her gasps and sighs grow just that little bit faster.

Then, she feels the clasp being undone, and Yonaka's hands touch bare skin again.]

Ah~...

[A small moan escapes at the brush of a thumb against her nipple. Her own hands grow bolder, one tracing down to run over her arm, while another slips up to her back. She really wants to undress her too, but even in her desperate state, something's holding her back. Whether it's nerves or some kind of sense of propriety or whatever. Just letting her fingertips teasingly trace Yonaka's skin is a much faster step forward than usual.

One thing she doesn't hesitate with is pressing her lips against Yonaka's again. The hunger of her passion is overtaking her, and it needs to find some outlet while the rest of her mind catches up to the idea.]

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[Yonaka isn't a mind-reader of any kind, so she can't tell what's holding Natusru back. It doesn't matter so much to her - she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to.

She rubs Natsuru's breasts for a while, thumbs over the nipples and cupping them with her palms, drawing out more moans from her, before leaning down to lick at her nipples instead. Her hands move on, down her stomach to gently rub over her underwear, testing for wetness.]