Call Out Meme: Version 3.0-The Overflow Version

[oathshackledbird]

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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 III: Overflow Version
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

Comments

[piratebones]

...No, masturbation doesn't count.

[Well that definitely answered her question. She moved up on the bed, moving in between his legs, raising them up to nip the thighs.]

Are you more interested in men or women? I'll train you still either way so just be honest for me.

[Hand moving up to run her fingers through his hair.]

[oathshackledbird]

I-I...

[Diarmuid trails off, blushing bright red and biting back a moan as she moves between his legs and just takes control of his body with such ease. It's his inexperience showing through, and it upsets him he can't hide it better.]

I...honestly don't know. I've had so many people male and female throw themselves at me that...

[He closes his eyes, bowing his head slightly.]

...I just don't know.

[piratebones]

Mmm, don't worry about it too much then.

[Her fingers stroke up to his feet and begin to rub them lightly.]

We'll find out. Maybe you'll like both. Or you'll like neither. This isn't all about sex, despite what you might be seeing.

[oathshackledbird]

It's the trust, the role, and the control.

[Diarmuid raises his eyes to meet hers, interested to see if what he has learned is correct in this at least.]

And the giving it up if that is what you want.

[piratebones]

Precisely.

[She lifts his chin with a single finger and a smirk on her face.]

Without having all of those things, you lose the true meaning of the act. The trust, however, is the most important.

[oathshackledbird]

Yes, that is the one thing everything I read agreed on. Even if they didn't agree on anything else.

[Diarmuid meets her eyes for a moment longer before deliberately looking away.]

You can probably guess which side of control I wish to be on, but maybe that isn't even important right now. How do we start building trust?

[piratebones]

For trust, it's simply a feeling to begin with. You came back here, so you clearly already have trust in me.

[She moves in to grab his chin, and make those beautiful eyes face her.]

So let me ask you... do you have trust in your master?

[oathshackledbird]

[Her actions seem to make Diarmuid feel a little less uneasy and a little more confident in his choices. His eyes return to her face and this time they stay there.]

I trust unless I am given a reason not to and so far, I have not been given a reason. My friends always say that will get me into trouble someday, but I don't care. It is just the way I am.

[piratebones]

Mmm, I'm sure it will. But for right now, I like it.

[She moves to smack him a bit on the rear.]

Show me how you masturbate then.

[oathshackledbird]

[Though he flinches just slightly at the hit as an unconscious reaction, Diarmuid doesn't move in any other way. Even though she hasn't given him a new order about not moving, he does still remember the one he had been given before.]

Masturbate, Master? However I want to?

[He looks around the room for a moment as if he is trying to locate something, before bringing his eyes back to her.]

Whatever fantasy I want or should I just do it and be done?

[The confusion in his eyes makes it clear that he's not sure why she's asking him to do this, and that is why he is asking so many questions. Diarmuid wants to make sure he does things right for her.]

[piratebones]

Just do it and be done.

[She appreciates his enthusiasm for pleasing his master but she just wants to see him in action. And since he's a virgin, there's only one course of action this all can potentially take.]

I suggest you hurry up with it because I don't have all nice to waste.

[And she'll find another way to see him in action.]

Bah...I still owe you Cu here. Copy the starter tag over to my new Call Out & I'll fix that!

[oathshackledbird]

[The change in her tone and the sudden need to rush shake Diarmuid for a moment, but he quickly recovers and nods at her. Without anymore questions, he sets to work. First, he unbuttons his shirt, but doesn't take it off, letting it rest slightly off his shoulders. He prefers to feel the material sliding over his skin as he moves. Then, he unbuttons his pants, freeing himself and sliding them down over his hips just enough to give himself room to work. Once those things are done, he shuts his eyes and begins stroking himself. Slowly at first, but gradually getting faster, fingers shifting position from time to time to pinch or lightly scrap his fingernails over sensitive skin.

It's not long before his breathing picks up and his head drops back, closed eyes fluttering open and closed giving teasing glimpses of lust glazed gold as they do.]

[piratebones]

[He doesn't need to rush so long as he gets started. And when he does, she shows off a bit of a smirk. She moves in closer, crawling on the bed, to come behind him and look down at him. Licking her lips as she places a light hand on his shoulder. Watching those hands move, one really working on his cock, and the other exploring his body.

And she felt like bossing him around some more.]

Ever finger yourself?

[oathshackledbird]

No.

[The word is low, husky and almost a moan. It's odd to him. She is just watching him and yet that simple action seems to make this whole thing more arousing for him. Her light touch makes his skin seem a hundred times more sensitive.

His head falls back slightly, lust-glazed golden eyes finding hers.]

I have thought about it, but...

[A light shiver passes over his body as his hands continue very eagerly at their tasks.]

...but I have never acted on those thoughts.

[piratebones]

I think it's time you did.

[She moved to her night stand and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Climbing back over to him and waving it in front of his face.]

Would you like to do it yourself or would you rather a professional show you how?

[Not that it mattered but she might criticize how he does it and that's not very sexy at all.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid's hands stop in their motions as he thinks about what she has asked him. However, it doesn't take him all that long to come to a conclusion.]

You are suppose to teach me, correct?

[He bows his head slightly.]

Then please, teach me. I want to learn.

[piratebones]

Then I will... you're already learning quickly.

[She chuckles, moving to grab the bottle of lube, coating a finger with it. Quite heavily.]

Mmm, you're going to be fun to train.

[She moves between his legs and begins to push the digit inside of him.]

[oathshackledbird]

[For a moment, Diarmuid almost tenses, his body reacting in a normal manner. However, he stops himself, forcing his body to remain relaxed. Softy pants slide from his mouth and his eyes close. It's an odd feeling. Not right, but not wrong either, especially with her between his legs saying such things.]

I-is there something...you need me to do?

[piratebones]

Just keep doing that.

[Her finger slides in and out of him slowly at first. Looking up at him, watching his movements carefully.]

And don't cum before you're allowed.

[oathshackledbird]

But I'm not really doing anything but rel--ahh...

[His words disappear into a soft sound, a mixture of a cry and a moan. Diarmuid's eyes close tighter.]

I-I will do my best.

[piratebones]

That's what I like to hear.

[Her finger moves slowly in and out of him.]

You're doing just fine. Keep doing that.

[oathshackledbird]

A-all right...

[It seems like he should be doing more, but even as Diarmuid wonders this, his mind drifts enough that his body tenses, causing him to wince when she presses her fingers back in again.

Okay, just focus...

One of his hands slides from between his legs so that he can support himself better, and then his attention is fully back on relaxing.]

(OOC: Please continue here.)