Evangeline (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations
This is Evangeline! Sorry, I'm a little busy right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!
[- But he seems to catch himself showing Care and Surprise:tm:, instead shaking his head to get himself back into it again.
He's gotta actually think about the teeth to get them back up on his screen like he'd had it, but it's fine, they'll stick around once they are.
And as those teeth spread across the screen again, he takes a few of those big strides of his just to get a little closer... and hook the curved tip of his blade underneath her shirt.
(Despite how sharp it looked, it is, in fact, dull and round the moment it touches her skin. Metal magic, man.)]
Somethin' so big like that - I dunno, can someone so petite handle somethin' like that?
From someone like me...?
He's gotta actually think about the teeth to get them back up on his screen like he'd had it, but it's fine, they'll stick around once they are.
And as those teeth spread across the screen again, he takes a few of those big strides of his just to get a little closer... and hook the curved tip of his blade underneath her shirt.
(Despite how sharp it looked, it is, in fact, dull and round the moment it touches her skin. Metal magic, man.)]
Somethin' so big like that - I dunno, can someone so petite handle somethin' like that?
From someone like me...?
[Oh, she catches that surprise. Was that too much? But they're just playing, she's trying to be in character. It's not like he's actually going to order her around after they're done fucking.
She inhales sharply when he slides his blade underneath her shirt. It's definitely not from fear, as her face just keeps getting redder.]
I can, I can do it, anything you want-
[She is confident she can handle him, despite their size difference.]
She inhales sharply when he slides his blade underneath her shirt. It's definitely not from fear, as her face just keeps getting redder.]
I can, I can do it, anything you want-
[She is confident she can handle him, despite their size difference.]
[Oh, no, after all this, she's gonna be able to order him around like the big, dumb, sappy puppy he is --
But he can see that excitement, getting him excited to match, and... y'know what? Maybe he'll give the blade a little bit of sharpness again.
Not to hurt her, of course - unless she'd be into that? He's not sure - but purely to cut through the fabric of her top just a little.]
Mais, listen to you - t'es fou, you crazy! But that's okay...
I am, too.
[Using his free hand, he'll go ahead and whip off his cloak, purely to chuck it elsewhere entirely. Just to get it out of the way before he leans in closer.]
... How 'bout you be a good girl, lay down for me? May get some use outta you, yet...!
But he can see that excitement, getting him excited to match, and... y'know what? Maybe he'll give the blade a little bit of sharpness again.
Not to hurt her, of course - unless she'd be into that? He's not sure - but purely to cut through the fabric of her top just a little.]
Mais, listen to you - t'es fou, you crazy! But that's okay...
I am, too.
[Using his free hand, he'll go ahead and whip off his cloak, purely to chuck it elsewhere entirely. Just to get it out of the way before he leans in closer.]
... How 'bout you be a good girl, lay down for me? May get some use outta you, yet...!
[She'd be a little into that, but that's probably best done with more negotiations first.
A hint of black lace peeks out from where he sliced her shirt. She did consider going braless for this, but decided against it, mainly for the possibility of being chased.]
Yes sir. [The breathlessness could maybe pass as from fear, probably.
...If there's nowhere more comfortable to lay down in this dead end, she'll lay down on the floor, but if there is she's definitely going to take that instead.]
A hint of black lace peeks out from where he sliced her shirt. She did consider going braless for this, but decided against it, mainly for the possibility of being chased.]
Yes sir. [The breathlessness could maybe pass as from fear, probably.
...If there's nowhere more comfortable to lay down in this dead end, she'll lay down on the floor, but if there is she's definitely going to take that instead.]
...
[Yeah, there's not really anywhere comfortable there, and it kind of seems like he's realizing that. Like, a lot more belatedly than he probably should have.
That's okay, though, it's okay - he knows where a way better place for this is, so...]
Good... now, you stay put for a minute, I gotta grab somethin'... but definitely don't move, ouais?
I'll just chase ya down if ya try to run!
[The emphasis in all that is very pointed, of course - almost hilariously so. And it's matched with him turning away, absolutely pretending like he's gotta grab something from the lower shelf behind him.
There's juuuust enough space for someone to get past him and run back down the path made by the shelves, of course.
He even looks over his shoulder a little bit to see if she catches his drift any.]
[Yeah, there's not really anywhere comfortable there, and it kind of seems like he's realizing that. Like, a lot more belatedly than he probably should have.
That's okay, though, it's okay - he knows where a way better place for this is, so...]
Good... now, you stay put for a minute, I gotta grab somethin'... but definitely don't move, ouais?
I'll just chase ya down if ya try to run!
[The emphasis in all that is very pointed, of course - almost hilariously so. And it's matched with him turning away, absolutely pretending like he's gotta grab something from the lower shelf behind him.
There's juuuust enough space for someone to get past him and run back down the path made by the shelves, of course.
He even looks over his shoulder a little bit to see if she catches his drift any.]
[Oh, okay, he's not very subtle. And yeah, the floor isn't great, time to move.
She hops back to her feet in record time and slips past him. She's very quick - if she were trying to make it to the ladder, she'd have a solid shot at it.
But she isn't, of course, instead keeping her eyes open for anywhere more comfortable.]
She hops back to her feet in record time and slips past him. She's very quick - if she were trying to make it to the ladder, she'd have a solid shot at it.
But she isn't, of course, instead keeping her eyes open for anywhere more comfortable.]
[Look. He's way better at being scary than being subtle, okay.
Case in point -
The moment she gets past him to run, he whips around with a shout of frustration (maybe, could also be excitement, hard to say) and takes a swipe at her with those sharp, metal claws of his!!
... Entirely for the purpose of cutting through that skirt, of course. In fact, he doesn't even nick her skin with it.]
Hey, now - you get back here!
[He's quick to rise to his feet, though just as before, he's not going to run after her -
Less to make the chase spookier, more to give her time to actually get up that ladder. His basement is, unfortunately, super cramped.
But that's okay; once she's actually up there, she'll see exactly what he's aiming for, anyway. Just like he showed her in the video, his workbench (his proper workbench) is against the wall up in the corner of the shed, clean and clear aside from tools laying on either side of it, plenty of space for someone like her.
And it's conveniently also a dead end, thanks to the tool racks beside it. Y'know, conveniently.
... It's quiet, though, once she's up there... almost too quiet, the ladder seemingly going untouched by her pursuer.
Mysterious!!]
Case in point -
The moment she gets past him to run, he whips around with a shout of frustration (maybe, could also be excitement, hard to say) and takes a swipe at her with those sharp, metal claws of his!!
... Entirely for the purpose of cutting through that skirt, of course. In fact, he doesn't even nick her skin with it.]
Hey, now - you get back here!
[He's quick to rise to his feet, though just as before, he's not going to run after her -
Less to make the chase spookier, more to give her time to actually get up that ladder. His basement is, unfortunately, super cramped.
But that's okay; once she's actually up there, she'll see exactly what he's aiming for, anyway. Just like he showed her in the video, his workbench (his proper workbench) is against the wall up in the corner of the shed, clean and clear aside from tools laying on either side of it, plenty of space for someone like her.
And it's conveniently also a dead end, thanks to the tool racks beside it. Y'know, conveniently.
... It's quiet, though, once she's up there... almost too quiet, the ladder seemingly going untouched by her pursuer.
Mysterious!!]
[A cheerleading uniform's skirt is short to begin with, so as she runs he gets a good look at her underwear - matching with the bra, of course. She's not an amateur.
A sensible person would run to the door, but Evangeline is not here to be sensible, she's here to get railed. She heads straight to the workbench, puts her back to it so that it would be ever so easy to pin her down, and makes a show of looking around in every direction.]
Is he gone?
A sensible person would run to the door, but Evangeline is not here to be sensible, she's here to get railed. She heads straight to the workbench, puts her back to it so that it would be ever so easy to pin her down, and makes a show of looking around in every direction.]
Is he gone?
[The silence stretches on for just a moment more, as if he truly has just up and disappeared...
- But without warning, rather than climbing the ladder? He simply leaps up out of the hatch, landing on a knee with those claws of his piercing the stone floor of the shed like it's butter.]
You really think you can get away? From me?
[The reason why he took so long is clear just looking at him - his cloak's been left behind, but he's also taken the time to shuck his shirt and belt both, leaving him in just those jeans and cowboy boots of his... and that helmet, of course, grinning down at her as he moves to stand and stalk his way toward her again.]
Up on the bench! We gonna need to getcha all kinds of tied up, if ya really gonna try runnin' so easy!
[... He does have a tool rack on the wall behind the bench, too; the kind with prongs jutting forward, intended to be places to hang things like hammers or pliers.
The perfect sort of metal prongs for tying things onto, perhaps?]
- But without warning, rather than climbing the ladder? He simply leaps up out of the hatch, landing on a knee with those claws of his piercing the stone floor of the shed like it's butter.]
You really think you can get away? From me?
[The reason why he took so long is clear just looking at him - his cloak's been left behind, but he's also taken the time to shuck his shirt and belt both, leaving him in just those jeans and cowboy boots of his... and that helmet, of course, grinning down at her as he moves to stand and stalk his way toward her again.]
Up on the bench! We gonna need to getcha all kinds of tied up, if ya really gonna try runnin' so easy!
[... He does have a tool rack on the wall behind the bench, too; the kind with prongs jutting forward, intended to be places to hang things like hammers or pliers.
The perfect sort of metal prongs for tying things onto, perhaps?]
Edited 2025-05-15 18:45 (UTC)
it sounded like the kind of dumb thing someone would say in a horror movie
abnormalizes
2025-05-15 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[She should probably look more scared! It's hard to, though, when he's being super hot. She's visibly appreciating the view of his bare chest before remembering she needs to respond.]
No sir, I'm sorry, it won't happen again-
[She climbs onto the bench and helpfully holds her hands above her head, next to the prongs.]
No sir, I'm sorry, it won't happen again-
[She climbs onto the bench and helpfully holds her hands above her head, next to the prongs.]
[It's good she's put herself in just the right spot, then, because he's not about to go searching for rope or wire to bind her wrists -
Rather, it's the metal prongs themselves that he intends to use. His claws come up, glowing violet at their tips, and those prongs stretch out to wrap around her wrists like snakes - nice and snug, but not too tight, either.]
Atta girl, listenin' just like you should...
[Said as he makes his way up to the bench, one hand settling beside her hip as he leans in toward her - that screen of his is just crackling with static, as if he's too excited to keep all of his magic in.]
... Maybe I really will keep you, after all. Hope you don't like this outfit none -
We're gettin' it off the fun way.
[Those claws of his flex, hand held up between them both so she can see them, making it clear exactly what he means.
They're sharp, after all. Wickedly so.]
Rather, it's the metal prongs themselves that he intends to use. His claws come up, glowing violet at their tips, and those prongs stretch out to wrap around her wrists like snakes - nice and snug, but not too tight, either.]
Atta girl, listenin' just like you should...
[Said as he makes his way up to the bench, one hand settling beside her hip as he leans in toward her - that screen of his is just crackling with static, as if he's too excited to keep all of his magic in.]
... Maybe I really will keep you, after all. Hope you don't like this outfit none -
We're gettin' it off the fun way.
[Those claws of his flex, hand held up between them both so she can see them, making it clear exactly what he means.
They're sharp, after all. Wickedly so.]
[She tugs at her wrists, but clearly not making an actual attempt to escape, just testing the strength of her bonds. Solid enough, she approves.
She looks at his claws and shivers in excitement. Changing outfits was definitely the right choice. Evangeline rubs her thighs together, aware of just how turned on she is without him having touched her.]
Anything you want, sir.
She looks at his claws and shivers in excitement. Changing outfits was definitely the right choice. Evangeline rubs her thighs together, aware of just how turned on she is without him having touched her.]
Anything you want, sir.
[And that is exactly what he hopes for, Evangeline working herself up without him having to do much of anything at all -
Not because he doesn't want to. But because of the power behind it, knowing that all he has to do is slide one of those claws underneath her top to get her as wet as he needs her to be...
Which is exactly what he does, of course. Not just one claw, but all of them, purely for the sake of ripping through the fabric like an animal, his screen filled corner-to-corner with the maw to match as he bares her chest for himself.]
Right now... what I want is you.
[The skirt's next. It's a very, very good thing she'd changed, because he's not going to stop and check if she actually liked this outfit or anything... sorry, Eva.]
Not because he doesn't want to. But because of the power behind it, knowing that all he has to do is slide one of those claws underneath her top to get her as wet as he needs her to be...
Which is exactly what he does, of course. Not just one claw, but all of them, purely for the sake of ripping through the fabric like an animal, his screen filled corner-to-corner with the maw to match as he bares her chest for himself.]
Right now... what I want is you.
[The skirt's next. It's a very, very good thing she'd changed, because he's not going to stop and check if she actually liked this outfit or anything... sorry, Eva.]
[He'd probably have difficulty cutting through an EGO suit even with his claws, which would be extremely funny to Evangeline, but not conducive to getting naked.
The scraps that were once her shirt and bra fall to the floor. She's wet enough for it to be visible through her underwear and getting wetter, which probably isn't in character, but she can't do anything about that. Nor would she really want to, to be honest.]
Oh - oh, sir...
[She does her best to tremble.]
The scraps that were once her shirt and bra fall to the floor. She's wet enough for it to be visible through her underwear and getting wetter, which probably isn't in character, but she can't do anything about that. Nor would she really want to, to be honest.]
Oh - oh, sir...
[She does her best to tremble.]
[It may not be in character, but seeing it sure is doing him some favors, here. Not that he wasn't hard already... but it's actually starting to get a little uncomfortable, still in his jeans as he is.
He hasn't even undone his fly to give himself a little space yet, just dealing with it as he -
Well, deals with her.
But now that she's sitting there in nothing but panties, he'll go ahead and do that - wrestling with the front of his jeans to free his cock properly, making sure she can see every inch of it.
And, just to make it special for her, since it's the first time she's gotten a chance to see it... he'll lift his claws again, violet light staining their tips as his magic shuts the curtains and flicks off any lights he'd forgotten about, making the shed as dark as he can.
Purely so his undead blood can do its job, coloring the head of his hardon a soft shade of orange... and glowing.]
Mais, you so small, so petite... I sure hope you got experience with weapons, hun -
'Cause I plan to run you through.
[this is his best attempt at dirty talk
please applaud because he cannot do any better than this]
He hasn't even undone his fly to give himself a little space yet, just dealing with it as he -
Well, deals with her.
But now that she's sitting there in nothing but panties, he'll go ahead and do that - wrestling with the front of his jeans to free his cock properly, making sure she can see every inch of it.
And, just to make it special for her, since it's the first time she's gotten a chance to see it... he'll lift his claws again, violet light staining their tips as his magic shuts the curtains and flicks off any lights he'd forgotten about, making the shed as dark as he can.
Purely so his undead blood can do its job, coloring the head of his hardon a soft shade of orange... and glowing.]
Mais, you so small, so petite... I sure hope you got experience with weapons, hun -
'Cause I plan to run you through.
[this is his best attempt at dirty talk
please applaud because he cannot do any better than this]
[It's dark enough that Evangeline doesn't have to worry about her expression, which means she absolutely lights up seeing his cock for the first time. Definitely approval, as much from the color and glowing as from the size.]
So big... You're going to fill me up so much.
[She spreads her legs wider, helpfully. If her hands weren't bound she might take off her underwear herself, forget being in character.]
So big... You're going to fill me up so much.
[She spreads her legs wider, helpfully. If her hands weren't bound she might take off her underwear herself, forget being in character.]
[ This message comes with a Discord-style spoilered image ]
i could not scroll past this without sharing it with you
i could not scroll past this without sharing it with you
That's a little big even for me.
Are we sure this isn't intentional? It's even got a thing for clitoral stimulation on the base.
Are we sure this isn't intentional? It's even got a thing for clitoral stimulation on the base.
there's big and then there's half a meter
and
okay i have to admit, i've been asking myself the same question
it just looks so
you can't see me gesturing but you can imagine
it just looks SO
but then i look at the angle of the curve ...
and
okay i have to admit, i've been asking myself the same question
it just looks so
you can't see me gesturing but you can imagine
it just looks SO
but then i look at the angle of the curve ...
It's definitely So.
I could do it, but I would probably use some shapeshifting to cheat? So maybe that doesn't count.
I could do it, but I would probably use some shapeshifting to cheat? So maybe that doesn't count.
shapeshifting is always valid, it's like fun + fun = fun²
on the other hand
in this context, the equation involves a probably-definitely-not-actually-a-lamp longer than the average human forearm ...
on the other hand
in this context, the equation involves a probably-definitely-not-actually-a-lamp longer than the average human forearm ...
That big is technically doable? But like, personally I would only make an attempt if the lamp was attached to somebody I was into. Otherwise, it's like, that's too much effort for alone time actually?
Heh - that's the plan...!
[That's only, like, partially in character. He's also mostly just letting out that stupid cackle because he's pleased as punch to be able to get to do this at all -
If he had a tail, it'd be wagging a mile a minute. But he doesn't... so the way his antennae wiggle side to side will have to suffice.
And there's nothing to worry about in regards to those panties of hers - he's just going to hook his claws in, just as he had done to her skirt, so he can shred through them nice and easy.
Only reason he hadn't done so right away was purely to see the effect he had on her. He loves seeing that kind of thing, he does.
But seeing her like this, now, completely exposed and as wet as she'll ever be... he can't help the way the grin on his screen twitches up wider as he moves in close, making sure to aim as he presses his cock against her.]
... You ready? 'Cause I don't plan on preppin' you none.
[(It's fine. He's sure the chase was preparation enough, right??)]
[That's only, like, partially in character. He's also mostly just letting out that stupid cackle because he's pleased as punch to be able to get to do this at all -
If he had a tail, it'd be wagging a mile a minute. But he doesn't... so the way his antennae wiggle side to side will have to suffice.
And there's nothing to worry about in regards to those panties of hers - he's just going to hook his claws in, just as he had done to her skirt, so he can shred through them nice and easy.
Only reason he hadn't done so right away was purely to see the effect he had on her. He loves seeing that kind of thing, he does.
But seeing her like this, now, completely exposed and as wet as she'll ever be... he can't help the way the grin on his screen twitches up wider as he moves in close, making sure to aim as he presses his cock against her.]
... You ready? 'Cause I don't plan on preppin' you none.
[(It's fine. He's sure the chase was preparation enough, right??)]
[Probably, a horror movie victim would not deliberately grind back against a serial killer’s cock. But Evangeline is not actually a horror movie victim, but a very horny girl who wants to communicate that she is ready to be fucked right now, so grinding it is.]
Yes sir. Please.
[She’s still mmmmostly in character, it’s fine?]
Yes sir. Please.
[She’s still mmmmostly in character, it’s fine?]
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