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[NSFW] Dubcon Candyland

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The board & cards!

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How to Play:
- abilities are ON items are GONE.
- each character has a token for the board (thematically relevant to them).
- they somehow Know that the only way to escape is to play their way to the end. as in: they, as an individual, have to cross the finish line.
- there are two wheels: the PUNISHMENT WHEEL, and the SPIN THE BOTTLE wheel. the punishment wheel is to be spun if the character refuses or fails a task; if they wouldn't ICly spin it, they'll be compelled to do so (player choice as to how). The SPIN THE BOTTLE wheel is for deciding who has to do tasks with who. You're OOCly welcome to have cards themselves specify sometimes if you want!
- cheating will be PUNISHED ... by the player's OOC choice

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A-As much as I'd like to say it's fine through my dress — a-and maybe we can try that first, I guess, just in case it works-?

… I'm wearing a pretty heavy duty sports bra underneath. Geez, of all the days I choose to wear a dress -

Let's try, and...go from there.

[Experimenting is supposed to be a Sobeck thing, anyway. She'll just...step close, and hover a hand over Korone's upper arm, like she could still turn this gesture into a simple friendly pat and back off. Murmuring, to not leave Korone unprepared.]

I'd like to touch you.

[ Covers her face with her hands, her wings MAXIMUM POOF but in a kinda bristly, nervous kind of way than a happy bird fluff-puff. ]

[ Peeks between her fingers. ]

Okay. Okay, um. Go ahead. [ ... ] A-And, thank you for the heads up; I don't take surprise touches very well ... should I do the same for you, if we have to-?

Probably. Yeah, I think I’d appreciate that.

[She does touch that arm, first, watching Korone. But after lingering a moment, she slips her hand over to cup a breast. Here at the start, there’s an instinct to just do it and have it done, but she’s unused to touching, and Korone’s telegraphing nerves. So instead, she starts to gently press, and to sweep her thumb in a little arc over Korone’s dress.

The other hand comes up, but stops short of claiming Korone’s other breast. She has to see if this is already too much.]

S— [ squeakcheep ] Sure! Okay! I'll remember that. [ Touch is hard, sometimes. A lot of the time. Korone is an absolute cuddlebug at heart, she loves to touch and be touched, but getting to that level of comfort with someone ...

It can be a whole thing.

Korone's breathing stutters. She bites down on her lip, hard, looking anywhere but at Aloy's face ... or her hands on -

aaaaa

... But, after a moment of something so simple and gentle, she starts to relax. Little by little, line by line easing from rigid vibration to just kinda buzzy. After another moment, she gives Aloy a small nod. ]

This is okay. So, um. [ Fumbles with her words, clears her throat softly. ] You can ... if you want.

[There were a few times Korone's fitness sparked some brain cells in the past, but here she is. Focusing on the softness, instead. Would it be weird to say something? Is it stupid to watch Korone bite her lip and just try to breathe?]

I think I do.

[Her hand shifts, drawing back a bit until it's her fingertips resting on her, about where Aloy expects Korone's nipple to lay under those layers. Fingers curl, almost a warning, before thumb and pointer finger squeeze together, doing her best to pinch and roll the tip.]

[ Even through a two layers of fabric, this feels — it feels. Close enough to tantalize, distant enough to not overwhelm. Surprisingly good despite the circumstances, which, uh, Korone guesses is kind of the point, even if there's never going to be a (big) (large) (huge) part of her that doesn't want to find the gamerunner and punch them in the fucking throat —

The muted pinch plucks Korone back out of her rabbit-holing thoughts, and she doesn't quite manage to bite back a soft gasp. ]

- good aim!

[Oh. There's almost a deer-in-the-headlights look as she processes the sound she just got Korone to make. The sound that barely got out.

How is she supposed to know if that was enough, again? She brushes that spot with her thumb, and tries to catch the other nipple with her other hand, too. Can't seem to help wanting to hear more.]

Good aim? Hey. I've got great aim.

[ A breath that's almost, almost a laugh, muffled by the hands she is absolutely still hiding behind. ]

You'll have to - [ CHIRP ]

[ Okay. Yeah. Yep. Great aim. Unfairly good aim. ]

[Chirp? Korone could chirp this whole time??

She could try going back to the board and see if she can roll. What happens if it wasn't enough? Also, she has to consider that she can make Korone chirp,

Her fingers continue to play, and she speaks with a hushed voice.]

Do you think we need to - we could turn you away from the room. Try and get just enough out of the way.

Edited 2024-04-27 21:35 (UTC)

[ How is she supposed to use her words and also her brain while this is happening ]

[ … It should be easy. It would be easy enough, if this was Donnie or Eve. But it's not, it's Aloy, someone she considers a friend, someone new and different and that makes it so very, very … distracting? … something like that. ]

Oh, um, I — if you think we might need to, we can — there's the, the curtains over there? Maybe we could duck behind one of them. [ There's extra bedroom areas with some token degree of "privacy". ]

[Maybe. Maybe it will be simpler for the moment for Aloy not to try defining where ‘for the game’ ends and where ‘make Korone chirp again’ begins.]

Um. Yes. Yeah, we should do that.

[. . .Oh, she should take her hands off Korone’s boobs, so she can actually move.]

[ Nods…! ]

[ Okay. Okay, they're doing this. … … Once Aloy's hands are no longer on Korone's chest, she leads the way to one of those not-quite-rooms, ducking behind the curtain and holding it aside for Aloy to slip through as well. ]

[ There, she takes a moment to fidget with the hem of her dress. She is wearing leggings today, so it's not like she'd be showing off too much by lifting it up. It's fine. It'll be fine. ]

How d'you want to-?

[Aloy follows, giving the curtain another look as she passes it. That's...well, they wouldn't be seen.

How. She does spot the leggings while Korone plays with the hem. Maybe she'll burn into the floor.]

You wore sporting bras, right? Maybe. If you pull the dress up, I can get under without looking?

...It's okay. If you have to take them off. But I don't want to push.

It's — it's fine, I don't think you'd judge or make fun of me or anything … [ She's actively trying to remind herself that Aloy (probably) wouldn't do that, because haha, ha, what is having confidence and self-esteem in one's appearance, Korone just doesn't know! ]

Let me just …

[ Deep breath in.

Slow breath out.

Fidget. Fidget … … … … And rather than simply lift the dress up, she takes the dress off completely, revealing a frankly absurd level of scarring but also, hot damn, Korone's been hiding a seriously nice set of abs beneath the layers. Her wings flick and rustle, then slowly settle, tucked tight against her back. ]

It'll be easier this way.

[It’s a bit into the process of taking the dress off entirely when she realizes what Korone’s going to do. When she does, Aloy’s arms pull in toward her center, and she picks at the tip of a finger.

But she doesn’t look away. She might be bright red, but her gaze is fixed on those abs.]

Korone, I knew you were fit, but -

[Oh no, she’s gay. Wait she knew this already.]

[ ... ... Oh.

Even Korone's dumb ass can't misconstrue that Look.

Oh. ]

O-Oh. [ It's a dry squeak more than a word. She wets her lips, clasping her hands in front of herself. ] You ...

They're okay?

[ Smooth, Korone. ]

[That gets a simple laugh.]

Sure, they're okay.

[A step forward, and she extends a hand, looking to Korone for permission to touch once again.]

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