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Open Post for Yonaka NSFW things.

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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Froze was never a fanciful person, or one to deny hard truths. She always faced everything head on, no matter how tiresome or unpleasant. Anything less she considered to not be her best efforts, and she always wanted to give her best effort.

This was perhaps the first instance in which she dearly wished she was simply having a dream. She didn't think anyone would ever fault her for it. Who knew that on this day, which had gone on like any other, that she would wind up in such a horrible place? That her good friend was with her did not help--Froze would never have wanted anyone else to be subject to this, much less Yonaka.

How long they had been here it was hard to say. Looking outside seemed to show only eternal night, or else blood red skies or some other strange machination of the obscene castle. All Froze knew was that after so long of running and close shaves she was getting tired.

The blonde quietly the door of the room they had secreted themselves in. Empty of those damned cat creatures. Some beds and dressers she was afraid to look in, but for now they had found a place they would be safe.

Froze dropped the large branch she had picked up in the forest, now bloodied, and pushed herself away from the door.

"Think we....lost them." He managed, trying to catch her breath.

"We should be safe here..."

Yonaka set her knife down. From the moment she'd gotten it, it was rare that she didn't have a tight grip on her weapon, but for now things seemed secure. As secure as they could be, in this castle.

"Are you okay? Do you have any injuries at all?" she asked, coming closer to Froze. She was sure her own feet were starting to blister from all the running, but that wasn't among her top priorities. It was painful, but it wouldn't slow her down or kill her.

Froze's wellbeing, she wasn't sure about, except that emotionally she couldn't be doing too well. And Yonaka couldn't blame her.

"No. Don't think so." She looked down at herself. Her uniform was ruffled and some parts nicked up, but she didn't have any injuries. At the very least nothing serious.

"And what about you?" Her eyes lifted from her own body to observe her friend with concern. While the expression she bore was an impassive one, Yonaka was right to worry about her. She was trying very hard to be strong but just how exactly did someone manage that in the face of what they had gone through since they got off the train?

Nothing could have prepared them for that. It had started out like any other day, both of them simply returning to their neighborhood. Somehow they both managed to fall asleep and now..this.

"I'm as okay as I can be, considering."

With that determined, Yonaka just... flopped on the floor where she was, next to Froze. She wanted to ask what they did to deserve this, but she knew the answer was 'nothing', so instead she just leaned against Froze.

"You can freak out now if you want."

Froze had been strong all this time, in the face of Yonaka's screaming. She didn't know how she did it.

Froze leaned back against her as well. As much as she would love to freak out, freaking out for Froze meant getting angry, and right now getting angry would just make things worse and probably upset Yonaka. So instead she did something she very rarely, if ever did and just hugged Yonaka tightly. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to moderate her breathing.

Tried to calm down. Tried to think of where to go from here. The Somewhat Strange Mogeko they had met had said there would be a way out at the top. Which sounded incredibly suspicious to Froze, but what other choice did they have? He had given Yonaka her weapon, and he could have called others while they were speaking with him.

It was best not to overthink it right at this moment. Just to take this rare chance to give themselves much needed rest. Both for their bodies and for their minds.

Edited 2015-01-24 18:39 (UTC)

For Froze to hug her, things had to have been seriously getting to her. Yonaka hugged her in return, rubbing her back gently.

"We'll be okay... We'll be okay... I promise I'll do everything I can to keep you safe."

Even if it meant putting herself in danger - she had to do it, because Froze was important to her. Even here, especially here, she couldn't let harm come to her.

She held on for a moment longer, finding comfort in those gentle rubs and Yonaka's words. A part of her were reprimanding herself for acting this way when Yonaka was just as scared, but she needed it.

She then drew in a deep breath and nodded, gently pulling away.

"We will." She agreed, with determination.

Yet there still lingered some fear, some uncertainty. While Froze believed that they would find their way back home, would they do so unscathed? Already some of the things they had seen, some of the things that had happened to them would pervade in her mind for years to come. Chastity was important to Froze. Sex was something she had always wanted to save for after marriage, or at the very least, after having been with someone for a long time.

Now it looked like when and to whom she gave herself to wouldn't even be her choice.

Yonaka let Froze pull away from the hug, resting her hand on Froze's instead.

"I guess we're just resting here for a while..." After all that running, they needed it. "I don't think it's safe for either of us to nap right now."

They wouldn't even have the time to shake the other awake if they were found.

"You're right." Froze nodded in agreement. In truth she didn't think she would even be able to get to sleep if she tried for that exact same reason. She would be kept up too much by the worry and fear of being caught. If they heard the approach of those creatures they needed to be ready to hide somewhere in here, or dart out the door and hope for the best.

The blonde turned her hand so she could clasp Yonaka's.

Her mind continued on the same train of thought. She didn't want her first time especially to be anything other than her choice but the more they went on, the less likely it seemed like that would happen.

"Hey. Yonaka."

"Mhm?"

Yonaka had been worrying about what she could have possibly done to deserve this, but snapped out of those completely unproductive thoughts when Froze spoke again. There probably hadn't been anything.

"What's up?

[Natsuru had been stumbling around in a daze all day, barely able to function. She'd been warned about the effects of abstaining for too long, but did she listen? She'd pretty much decided she'd rather risk it, and... well... here she is. It's not even in the most advanced stages yet, but she feels this pull towards... anyone. Everyone. Any willing and able body that can give hers the attention she craves.

She just had to go back to her room, right? That's all, and then she'd be safe. Steadily, carefully, she makes her way to the door, slips inside and immediately begins to strip off all that restricting clothing - the ridiculously sexy "maid" outfit she had to wear at work. Breathing a sigh of relief once she's down to lingerie and stockings, she collapses onto the bed and curls up a little, holding in all those urges as best she can.

Only it's not her room. Somehow, she'd felt drawn towards another room without realizing it. Perhaps she'd been steered here by some unseen force, or by her own impulses. But no matter what, the result is the same, and she's going to be discovered mostly naked and quivering with desire in someone else's bed any second now.]

[Yonaka hasn't been abstaining. She'd decided that the side effects of avoiding sex were far worse than just finding someone willing to sleep with her, who she thought wouldn't be a creep about it. There were enough of those in the city.

So it was that she was mostly fine when she returned to her room after work. She'd intended to take a nap, then maybe watch a movie.

That plan was halted when she saw a beautiful girl in lingerie flopped over on her bed.]

Uh?

[Brilliant turn of phrase, but it's all she can think to say right now.]

[That voice... Natsuru's eyes open wide, and she makes a surprised little squeak.]

Y-... Yonaka-san?!

[She can't help it, being so close to someone. She bites her lip softly, her breaths becoming rapid and heavy, as she looks up at the girl standing nearby. She clutches a hand to her chest, while she squirms uncomfortably, her thighs held firmly together. As if that would help. There's no hiding the desire in her eyes, as she takes in the other girl's form.]

Th-This... is your room?

[That thought is all that's keeping her from begging for what she so obviously needs. She's taking a lot longer to just accept how this place works than Yonaka is.]

Yeah, it's my room. Did you come here for...

[Well, given how this city works, it could just have easily have dumped Natsuru in her room as Natsuru could have decided enough was enough and waited in her room for her. Judging by her reaction, though, she didn't intend to come here.

Yonaka takes a single step towards the bed.]

How long has it been? You look pretty bad.

[Actually she looks really good in nothing but lingerie and stockings, but that's a different measure of good.]

[She very nearly would have said 'yes', if Yonaka hadn't stopped to think. She's that far gone, willing to say or do almost anything to get what she needs. Before she can even think rationally about it.

It's hard not to say it even now, but Yonaka's concern reaches her first.]

A... A few days? ... Maybe a week...

[She's barely holding it together, openly admiring Yonaka with lust in her eyes.]

Would... would it be okay if we...?

[She wants her so bad she can barely stand it. But that small part of her fights to keep herself from going completely into what she can only think to describe as a blind heat. At least with Yonaka, it's someone she knows and trusts. (And it doesn't hurt that she's really attractive! She thought so even before... this.)]

It's alright with me, and I don't want you to run off and get taken advantage of by somebody else.

[Not that taking advantage of her herself is much better... But at least she doesn't think of herself as a creep.

Yonaka takes a seat on her bed, just out of reach of Natsuru.]

I'll be gentle, okay?

Okay...

[There's a clear conflict in her eyes as she agrees. She appreciates Yonaka's kindness, but a growing part of her doesn't want gentle. She wants care and affectionate gestures, but she also wants to be roughly used and manhandled. Is there really any way to satisfy both urges?

She uncurls a little on the bed, turning over to lie on her back. Looking up at Yonaka, she's so beautiful... so desirable. Being this close to her, her desires are starting to zero in on her specifically.]

We can do whatever you want! It's okay... I don't mind if it's with Yonaka-san.

[Is that her sincere feelings, or the influence of this place talking? Maybe it's both. There's definitely an element of genuine trust in there. She knows Yonaka wouldn't do anything horrible to her, even in this state.]

I want to be nice to you, and do things you'll like too. That's what I'd like.

[Natsuru's a friend, and that hasn't changed just because she's nearly naked and incredibly beautiful.

She scoots a little closer on the bed, and leans down over her into a gentle (for now) kiss. For the moment, nothing but their lips are touching.]

O-... Okay...

[She's so nice! Even now, when Natsuru would pretty much do anything for her, she says something like that. It's taking every ounce of willpower she has left not to immediately pounce on the opportunity and suggest things she'd 'like' Yonaka to do to her... the various thoughts playing through her mind under the influence of this place. She might have to give in to these urges, but she doesn't want to do it like that if she can help it!

Instead, it's Yonaka that makes the first move, catching Natsuru off-guard with a soft kiss. It gives Natsuru something much more pleasant than the aching desire to focus on, and she sighs contentedly at the touch.

For a brief moment, it's enough to satisfy her. But it doesn't take long before she starts to press in towards the kiss, steadily giving in to the passions overtaking her. Still, for the moment, it's just a kiss.]

[If a deeper kiss is what Natsuru wants, it's what she'll get - Yonaka responds to the kiss in kind, deeper and heavier.

It's hard not to go further and faster with somebody this desperate, but she wants to take it slow. She sets her hand on Natsuru's left shoulder, rubbing her soft skin gently and not going past her collarbone.

She's beautiful, and for a moment Yonaka's a bit envious - but no, she doesn't begrudge her that. She can always ask for tips later, when they're both in a clear state of mind.]

How to go about saying this in a way that wouldn't freak Yonaka out? Here she was about to put forth the idea that they should do something that they had both been trying desperately to avoid. Certainly it wasn't the exact same--it would be with a friend, someone she considered very precious to her and that was why she wanted to suggest it to begin with, but it was still...

"We're going to make it out of here." she said again. Of that Froze was still confident in, she refused to give up.

"....but I worry. I worry if we'll still be the same, of what might still happen." She struggled to get the words out, quieting down.

"I don't want. My first time to be with any of those creatures." She let the words hang in the air, hoping Yonaka would understand.

Froze wanted to do that with her?

...No, 'wanted' was a strong word. She was afraid of losing something precious to the Mogekos, and the only practical solution was to give it to someone else before it could be taken. Yonaka understood that train of thought. It was a necessity, not a desire.

"I... I understand. I feel the same way." Yonaka swallowed around the lump in her throat. "I'm glad you trust me."

[It's really difficult for Natsuru to keep this on the slow side, to read the situation and let Yonaka gently guide her through it. She wants more... more of the deep, intimate kiss, more of Yonaka's hands on her body...

Frustratingly, her own limited experience gets in the way even now. She's not sure how to overtly signal what she wants Yonaka to do, or what she wants to do for her.

All she can manage is soft, pleasant sighs and moans, as her arm slips around Yonaka's back, fingers stroking through the other girl's hair. That desperation is still in play, though, and she might grip a little more firmly than intended or press into the kiss a little too fast.]

[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.]

[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.]

[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.]

It brought Froze some relief that she hadn't freaked Yonaka out. The last thing she wanted was for her friend to start feeling uncomfortable too, when she had already gone through such a long day (night?) of having to avoid creatures trying to violate her.

It was also a relief to know that she felt the same way. Froze had sometimes wondered if her feelings for Yonaka were purely platonic, but even so until this day she hadn't entertained the idea of having sex with anyone. So she wouldn't have blamed the other in anyway for not wanting or being made uncomfortable by the idea.

"I'm glad." She said quietly, then after a moments hesitation she shifted so she could face Yonaka head on and took her hands. She really had no idea how to proceed, but she figured they were in the same boat as far as that went. She gave the other girl's hands a squeeze.

"Just...tell me if I do something you don't want."

Yonaka squeezed Froze's hands back tightly. Froze was somebody she cared about, and she wouldn't do this with anyone she didn't know as well. Or, at least, she would be much more reluctant to.

"Tell me, too. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or upset."

After a moment's pause, she asked, "Do you want me to kiss you, or no kissing?"

Kissing is different than sex, and they're special in different ways. Sex usually involves kissing, or at least she's pretty sure it does, but if Froze says no then they won't kiss.

Froze feels the same way. Perhaps its a little silly, considering how much larger a step sex is but there is something...she's not quite sure if 'intimate' is the right word, but more meaningful.

"It's. Yes, you can." Froze answered softly, feeling her cheeks color. She swallowed the nervous knot in her throat and lean in towards Yonaka, breaching the space that remained between them to kiss her. It was a very shy, very tentative kiss. One which she was trying desperately not to mess up.

Yonaka's experience with kissing was practically nonexistent, and she was particularly nervous under the circumstances, but kissing Froze was - nice. It was shy, and slow, and Yonaka was gentle in returning it.

If they were somewhere else, she wouldn't have minded a first kiss like this.

Yonaka leaned back after a while, face flamed red. "...I liked that," she said, suddenly not quite able to meet Froze's gaze.

Froze similarly turns pink in the face, and had Yonaka not done it first, she may have dropped her gaze as well.

She's not really sure what she was expecting. A part of her had considered this would all be awkward, since they were doing it out of necessity more than anything, but...no. That had been really nice.

"I did too." She admitted, and she found she wanted to do it again, this time her desire more genuine. She lifts a slender hand to Yonaka's cheek, fingers brushing against her soft skin, before she leans in for another kiss. This one she presses to the side of Yonaka's face, while her fingers move to tuck some hair behind her friend's ear.

Yonaka shivers at the touch, even though her face is suddenly quite warm where Froze's lips are. She reaches to gently play with one of Froze's pigtails, running her fingers through the strands.

"...I've always thought you were beautiful, Froze."

This is genuine truth - it just had never really been the right time to say it. It's not quite the right time now, either, but it's close enough.

She turns her head to kiss Froze again, this time on the lips.

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