raspberrylemonaid | Call me Out Smut post!

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Call me Out Smut post!

General catch all for casual NSFW threading with my cast! A few rules and notes:

I have a few characters I don't smut with. Largely just my lower end underage characters (Dark Pit and Masaru, mostly). But if you ever wanna thread shippy stuff with them just PM or plurk me and we can plot something!

Odds are there will be some kinks tossed around here, so please make sure to mark threads with content warnings just to be safe. But since this IS a smut post please be aware of what to expect.

This post is also for general plotting. if you don't feel comfy threading smut on an open post we can just plot here and I will set up a closed post for us!

Anyways! Just tag in with who you wanna thread with in teh subject line and any suggestions/settings/ideas you wanna do!

Current Muselist! but I have a lot of random journals as well, so if you've seen one you want to hit not on the list that's fine too!

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Yeah, that's not ominous at all.

[But still, he sat back, relaxing. Though he expected something stupid]

Bro c'mon Ima demon now. I gotta do the ominous thing!

[Still, with Neku relaxing again, Beat closes his eyes briefly before opening again, the blue gone in bright red as he uses his newfound ability.

His form turns wavy then smoke like before moving forward towards Neku to... go right into him. It feels like stepping into a strange bodysuit as he takes control. Neku's left aware, Beat's just in control of the motor works as he moves Neku's fingers to curl them, his voice ringing in Neku's ears.]

Cool huh!

[He opened his mouth to counter Beat's point: demon or not he could never find Beat particularly scary. That changed pretty fast when he felt his consciousness moved aside to give Beat room. His soul (warm and pale and still slightly defensive) startling, giving off waves of shock... but not fighting back either. It felt somewhat like when they were back in the Game and shared a lifeline. Only much much stronger]

What the- What did you do?!

[This was awesome. Flexing Neku's fingers again, he forces his poor partner to grin like an idiot.]

Dude! I possessed you! Ain't it wicked?! Accidentally did it to some dude I ran into an' knew I hadta show you!

[Curious, Beat begins to investigate Neku's body. One bad thing about being a demon. The utter lack of fucks he gives to privacy, personal space and things like that.]

What, you had to show me PERSONALLY?

[But he's quickly distracted by Beat pawing at 'himself'. He had been sleeping lightly dressed in just a pair of the custom shorts he had bought from Kanji a while back, so his still mostly human torso is exposed, marked with his swooping markings even on the bare skin. His back is mostly furred, but around front? Not as much. And a quick check gives away exactly where his human torso morphs into cat legs- high up on his thighs.

But even outside the obvious physical differences, there's a feeling of floaty looseness. His hips and shoulders not fully connected like a human's or most monsters'. His tails curl into interested questionmarks on instinct without either of the boys' having to knowingly do so.]

H-hey, watch where you're touching-!

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... Well yeah yo, it ain't the same jus' walkin' up in someone's body an' bein' like check it! Plus you woulda stung anyone burstin' in that weren't me!

[Huh. The floating sensation is strange and he rotates Neku's shoulders a little to try and settle into the feeling. The weight of wings is familiar now and he ignores them to focus on running fingers through Neku's fur along his sides. It feels different than when Beat was a werewolf. The fur is longer and softer.

And a quick check down the shorts makes him grin, then snort to the complaint.]

Chill dude. I'm already feelin' everythin'. Nice by the way.

[Yeah he's still looking down the shorts.]

[Said shoulders rotate much further then nay Beat's had before now, that's for sure. But what's in the shorts is much more interesting. His anatomy is still recognizable, but not 100% human anymore either- textured with soft spines and framed by more of that fur following the line of his hips.

And reacting to Beat's curiosity it's already slightly interested]

Nice?! That's all you have to say?

[While Neku has no physical reactions to see, his soul bristles... but gives off an air of heat as well]

[The way Beat can feel Neku's soul against his, reacting that way, makes him laugh. The bristling and the utter indignation that all he has to say is nice.

The heat is interesting though, as well as Neku's body reacting to the investigation.]

You want me to give it a more through review? [A demon but still Beat.] Aight yo, can do!

[Reclining back again, Beat lifts Neku's hips to push the shorts down. Neku really should watch what he says around a demon, Beat humming as he wraps the poor manticores hand around his cock, giving it a gently squeeze.]

[Neku sputters in the back of Beat's head. That was NOT what he meant- but it breaks off into a softly 'pleased' sound. Seems like he can still feel what his body feels, at least to some degree]

Stop... playing around, man...

We'll show Phones later. Y'let him know what goes on every time you come over here and get high?

[Seriously, Neku. You came at a horrible time. And it's not Hanekoma's fault in the least! He just has the pot man. Also he pats Beat on the head for taking his blunt. Excuse you, that's his very special weed.

He goes into the kitchen, getting a glass of water, a cup of coffee, and a box filled with brownies, cookies, and peanut butter cups. As he walks around the couch, his pants are covered in splatters of paint.]

He comes over here and steals my weed and then humps my leg. Typical.

[Mating season was probably the worst for him. Anyone he potentially could have mated with? Not available. Akihiko had gone off to who knew where and probably was mating with a bear or something. Shinjiro, however, had found himself in Inaba, where the only possible pickings were a much older detective.

Meh.

On the first date of mating season, he was supposed to have it off so he could go home and rest. But everyone else was at home and the only other person on shift had found an omega who she wanted to mate with right there. So he had to come in. Taking a little bit of medicine. What was he going to do? Jerk off all the time?

Aiya was completely empty, and he just had to stand there, trying so hard not to rub himself. Especially when he saw the door open.]

Welcome. What do y'want?

[Most of the stores were closed- the first day was always the worst, after all. And Yosuke had no concerns going to Aiya- the owner was well out of rutting age and surely his employees would have the day off. Not that he was worried. He was way too fast and too experienced in a fight to worry about anyone giving him trouble he didn't want.

Likely it wasn't the first time the slightly older cook had seen him, but he never came in alone. Not for any real reason. Just eating alone was sad. Usually he was with his gang, all of them trailing behind Yu to talk or study or celebrate something, Yosuke settled in right next to him. Teenage gangs were not uncommon things in the least, before pairing off as they inched up on adulthood. Or the rarer but not strange outcome of clustering around one core pair.

Him being alone, today, said everything that needed to be said.]

Gyudon with egg. Thanks.

[He sinks into a stool, pillowing his head in his arms and looking like he intended to just sleep right there while waiting for his food, headphones blaring loud enough to just barely hear outside them]

Hm, yer right yo. You prolly ain't feelin' this much is you?

[He's still learning so he's not sure he can just give 'sensation' over without giving control, but he can work something out half and half. Brushing his soul up against Neku's, he lets the other take back control of his hips, mouth and legs. He also ramps up what Neku feels for sensation.

Then rubs those padded fingers slowly along Neku's dick.]

Better?

That's not what I-

-meant.

[His words finish actually coming from his mouth, but any other complaints are eaten up by a groan, his mind sending instruction for his head to throw back, his eyes to roll. Of course they don't- he has to keep watching exactly where Beat points him. The sensation of Beat's soul up against his own just mixes with the feeling of his own hand on his dick into something that feels way too personal for just his friend messing around]

That's not fair...

All's fair in uh... possessin' an' messin'! Yeah!

[Curiously, Beat moves Neku's other hand to begin letting it wander over the manticore body, paw flexing to scratch claws here or there as he tries to learn where Neku likes to be touched best.

The other rubs Neku's thumb over the tip slowly, pressing down before sliding it down the shaft and up to squeeze.]

Damn yo, this is pretty nice... [His 'voice' sounds a little breathless and like his mouth is against Neku's ear.]

[The exposed, unfured bits of his torso seem to react the most, sending shudders of sensation to them both- Neku has enough state of mind to realize that, while he can feel things with his hands still, there's a disconnect between that information and 'himself'. So it feels both like he is touching someone else, and being touched. It's weird and really kinda hot.

And that thought is impossible to hide, not with Beat so close.

Especially when his hand moving down his cock, his spines lightly catching on the rough pads of his 'paw'. They aren't as stiff and painful looking as a real cat's would be, but feeling them being pressed and manipulated alongside the shaft makes his instinctual monster brain send plenty of brutal impulses. To breed. To scrape and churn up the insides of someone or something squirming and yeowling in things much different then pain. Even if it didn't seem to have much distinction between THIS and killing warm struggling prey.

It's kinda terrifying, but like before he can't hide the excitement either. Not when so tangled up in his own body like this]

Yeah... yeah it kinda is.

[It SHOULD feel weird, doing this with BEAT... but it doesn't. Maybe because the line between him and his friend is so blurry right now]

Humps your... Beat. What have you been doing?

[He eyes the other teen a little darkly. Excuse you that's HIS idol not yours?!]

[His weed now asshole, though Beats flushing darker and darker.] We jus' smokin' yo!

[He almost inhales the entire joint when Hanekoma comes back and SPILLS, eyes sliding sideways as Neku gives him a dark look.]

Uh, look, he's jus' messin' bro. Don' listen to anythin' he's sayin' hahahaha. [He takes a harder drag on the stolen joint, holding it off to the side after to pillow his face in his free hand and blow out smoke. He needs to get high as hell before he deals with this.]

[Excellent. Beat spends some time teasing Neku's fingers along his skin with soft slow drags of the pads on his hand, enjoying the sensation himself and even more so when he senses Neku finds it hot.

He almost pauses to the sudden rush of burning need to breed something, laughing breathlessly in Neku's head as he rubs the manticores palm harder against the shaft.]

Damn dude. You feel like this everytime you jerk it? Coulda come to me or somethin' you know, wouldn't of minded.

[Hm, he has an idea. It's hard to hide it from Neku but Beat manages it as he takes back control of Neku's hips, raising his free hand up to card it through Neku's hair and then tighten it against the strands against the back.]

So, yer a cat right? Means yer pretty flexible huh?

It's not usually this bad... probably because... someone else is here.

[Makes sense, he guesses. But any further thought is distracted by Beat's question and the sensation of tightness at his neck. Even before he was a manticore that was a weak spot]

Yeah. Why?

[Oh he knows why, and flickering memories of seeing how far he could go run through his head.]

[Hanekoma moves in and steals back his blunt. Because, Beat, you dick.]

Look, Phones, I'm gonna recommend you get high quickly. Beat's gonna do somethin' real stupid, real fast.

[Not that it should be a surprise for Neku. Hanekoma takes a sip of his coffee and a deep inhale of his weed.

Yeah, this is what you get for stealing his shit, Beat, I hope you learned a lesson.]

[Oh he's been working on his own blunt the whole time, and while he's not high yet, it is helping him find all this more funny instead of just horrifying]

Like that's new... I still don't get it, but whatever. It's not like it matters right now.

[He leans back into the couch, looking up at the ceiling. There's a languid boneless aura to him that might be foreign looking on the Neku Beat knows. And maybe Hanekoma too. But considering he's an angel, maybe not. It's not a 100% chill, relaxed state. But more a utterly uncaring and contemplative one.

He's not used to feeling like this anymore, he's not sure he likes it]

Oh... hah bro, you liiiike me here widchu~

[Demon or not Beat still sounds like he might be blushing if he could blush right now, covering it up with the tease and snorting to the question.]

Dude c'mon. You gotta ask? Especially wid those memories wow dude...

[Putting pressure on Neku's head, Beat curls the manticores spin and lifts his hips at the same time. He doesn't want to hurt Neku though, demon or not, so Beat takes it careful and slow to see how this works.]

I AIN'T GONNA DO ANYTHIN' STUPID YO SHUT UP!

[With the joint gone, Beat helps himself to the bong instead, getting up to get what he needs to set it up and pack it. He's not high enough to want any sweets yet, so he skips the brownies to sit back down insead, taking a moment to get comfortable before hitting the bong happily.

Neku's too quiet though, Beat doesn't like it and moves his knee to nudge his bros.]

C'mon yo, pep up, it ain't s'posed to comatose you.

[That warm feeling returns, but Neku doesn't verbally respond to the taunt, instead carefully watching what Beat was doing. It was pretty clear what his intent was, and before long it's obvious he doesn't even have to hold his head if he doesn't want to.

There's no collarbones to get in the way, for one thing. And as he curls down, his shoulders simply shift back a bit. His longer spine has no issue curling as well, the only stress being on his muscles pulling and adjusting his bones. And with his strong feline legs it's not really an effort at all.

To Neku, who has had over a year to get used to the sensation, it's nothing. But maybe not so much for Beat.]

It's easier when laying down.

[Look man, if this is happening, might as well be practical about it. Is just to avoid a cramp]

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