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NSFW Meme - Bring Your Own Kink (BYOK)

[Lovingly borrowed from

the_love_hotel!]

The B(ring)Y(our)O(wn)K(ink)Meme

Everyone has a favorite kink or scene or prompt they love to play out - and even if you don't, there has to be something you've always wanted to try, right? A kink? A premise? A prompt? While memes these days are doing great at covering fetishes and coming up with great premises, you can't expect them to cover everything anyone could ever want. There are just too many unique ideas out there!

This meme tries to solve that problem by being a catch-all and hinging on a very simple premise: bring what YOU want to play and focus on that! It puts the power of choosing the direction of threads entirely in your hands. Find other people who will be totally down with playing what you want to play, and let them know just what you're interested in. Simple, right? It's just like a BYOB barbecue, only a lot sexier.

How To Play:
- Comment with your character. DON'T LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. Instead, copy and paste the information below and fill it out to suit your needs. Or use your own ideas.

kink name/scenario here

information goes here. wax poetic about titfucking or be sparse as you see fit.

- Be as specific or as vague as you want. You can put a kink and the definition (i.e., paizuri), or go all out with a scenario description ("I want my character to get fucked by his brother, who is an alien octopus"). Include pictures to serve as prompts if you'd like, but please link to anything that could be considered triggering instead of embedding it. Otherwise, all ideas, kinks, AUs, prompts, and scenarios welcome.

- Comment to people whose ideas and kinks are relevant to your interests.

- Thread those puppies out!

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{ooc: Perfect~♥! Let me know if this works as a setup~}

[Natsuru still can't believe she's here. Not only is she backstage at the same venue where Rise Kujikawa is performing, but it's as an idol herself! To anyone else, she's probably quite a striking figure - tall and pretty, with long legs and an impressive bust. But she doesn't feel like an idol like Risette; she's just an ordinary girl who got swept up into the business.

She paces nervously for a few moments, high-heeled boots rhythmically clicking on the hard floor. Then, suddenly, as she turns around, she sees a familiar face.]

Ah-! R-... Rise-chan?! Er... Senpai?

[She adds that last part in a questioning tone, unsure of how she should even address Rise now that she's an idol herself and her junior in the industry, even though they're the same age. She'd met her once or twice in passing already, but this is the most up-close and personal she's ever been. Suddenly she's hyper aware of how pretty the other girl is, her petite figure, the scent of her shampoo still wafting in the air. It brings back memories of all the idle fantasies she'd been having about getting to really meet and spend time with the idol she'd always admired.

With a sudden startled gasp, she starts to fidget nervously with her hands clasped in front of her. All those thoughts and Rise's closeness is already having... an effect on her, one that if she's not careful will undo her careful tucking and show under the short little skirt of her costume. As if she needed another reason to be nervous!]

[That's the secret, though. Rise's just an ordinary girl who got swept up into the business. She just has more practice with the industry life, and a hard-won sense of work/personal life balance.]

Oh! Natsuru-chan, right? Just Rise's fine - I've never seen much point in insisting on honorifics back here. Did you need something?

[She might have to thank whoever picked out the backup crew for this tour, honestly. Natsuru's cute, and tall enough that Rise's already idly thinking 'what if I climbed her like a tree.' But she's not going to make her own horny brain someone else's problem... unless, of course, they want her to.]

Right!

[She felt a momentary little thrill that Rise remembered her name, still more than a little starstruck. More than that, she can't believe that the Rise she's seeing in person is somehow even more attractive than the image of Risette the idol. If she knew a girl like her in school or something, she'd still be hopelessly pining after her. ... Not that that's what she's doing now, or anything! ~~It might be.~~]

Ah... it's not exactly that! It's just... really great to see you in person. And work with someone like you. It's... like a dream come true.

[She giggles nervously, already starting to forget the other reason why she's been so flustered, and awkwardly shifts so she's not using such stiff and closed-off body language. Which very quickly betrays her, as that's the moment she feels her insistently growing erection strain against her panties and modesty shorts, springing up enough to visibly tent out the front of her skirt.

With a mortified little shriek, Natsuru moves her hands to push back against it, tugging the hem of the skirt down. The panic in her eyes is clear when she looks to Rise to see if she noticed.]

[Rise does try to keep track of the names of the people who'll be working with her. They're all allies in this industry, after all, even when they're rivals. And since Natsuru's clearly nervous, Rise's going to do her best to put her at ease.]

Well, I'm definitely glad you're enjoying the experience. If there's any pointers I can give you, just let me know.

[And then - largely because Natsuru's panic draws attention to it - Rise sees the burgeoning problem. Surprise does cross her face, but only briefly before she recovers.] You wanna go talk somewhere a little less... exposed?

[She's sure Rise saw. She couldn't possibly be more embarrassed! But she's also been training so hard for this, her priority is definitely finding a private place she can fix this and tuck it back away so it doesn't mess up her silhouette or the drape of her skirt.

She was even about to excuse herself to the dressing room when Rise suggests finding someplace together to talk more privately.]

Eh?

[She blinks, then gasps again, having to redouble her efforts to tug her skirt down when thoughts of being alone somewhere private with Rise crept in.]

Y-Yes, please! If you don't mind.

[Rise's being so nice, and it's a relief that she's coming to her rescue like this. Even if she's kind of the reason for the problem too? Yeah, it's a confusing feeling. But the relief wins out, and she sidles up close next to Rise to use her as cover as they walk together. While still maintaining a respectful distance so she doesn't accidentally... poke her...

She tugs at her skirt again with another embarrassed, slightly annoyed little huff. Those thoughts aren't helping one bit!]

Not at all! Come with me. [And with that, Rise leads the way to her own dressing room. There are two couches, so if Natsuru wants some space to herself she can have it... but if she doesn't, she doesn't have to take it.]

I'm sure there are other people here who can give you tips on how to keep that from happening, but I don't know them myself. I don't have that exact problem, and I'm more of a 'the only way out is through' person. But at the very least, you didn't need to be stuck dealing with it in the middle of everything.

[She's genuinely unbothered - these things happen, and it's flattering when she can instill that kind of reaction in someone with such an obvious crush. The question is what Natsuru wants to do from here.]

[Rise seems to have a way of putting Natsuru at ease, enough that the taller girl doesn't think twice about sitting on the same couch next to her. Though, she still blushes and folds her hands firmly in her lap to keep her 'problem' a bit more hidden.]

I'm usually better at it! Most clothes don't fit or look right if I don't keep everything tucked away, and it only ever comes undone when I can't stop thinking about... things...

[Her blush grows deeper again, and her head turns ever so slightly away from Rise. It suddenly hit her how frankly she was talking about her erection with the girl who she was thinking about to cause it. Yeah, they're both idols talking about a practical issue, but also... she can't just admit the thoughts she's been having to Rise Kujikawa!]

O-Once it calms down, I'll be able to fix it. It'll be fine!

[She says, while fidgeting with her hands in her lap and squirming a little. Because it is not easing in the slightest.]

Then you'll probably be fine onstage, as long as you focus on your performance. [Not that a good show can't get one wound up - that happens to Rise all the time, it's just not nearly as obvious for her.]

I'm just saying, if you wanted some help calming it down, I'd be more than happy to. That's up to you, though.

'Help'?

[There's that cute little squeak in her voice again. She's not so oblivious that she doesn't get the loaded implication there. She just can't believe it really just happened.

Her heart, which had calmed down a bit, begins to pound in her chest again, her skin flushing a nice shade of pink. She can't possibly say no convincingly without betraying her own disappointment in herself. But if Rise's just offering out of professional concern, how would she take a yes?]

What... [She finds herself a little out of breath, and pauses to catch it.] ... did you have in mind, exactly?

[That's the best response she can think of. Curious, interested, but not making any assumptions.]

Well, that doesn't look like it's going away on its own any time soon. If you'd rather take care of it alone, that's fine, but it can get lonely. And no matter how much the producers like to say we should keep ourselves available in the public eye... we're only human.

[Even idols have needs. Rise in particular has many needs, and no time for shame about it.]

So if you want, I'd be more than happy to take some of that pressure off, and if you don't? I have plenty of ice pops. [It might sound like a non-sequitur, but it really isn't. Rise likes having something to suck on, and often has to make do with the ice pops - at least they're plausibly under throat care after a performance or long practice.]

Hnn...

[She whimpers softly, agreeing with her tone that it really doesn't seem to be going away by itself. How could it, when she's so close to Rise? But the thought of going off somewhere to take care of it herself is depressing. She never really liked having to do that.]

No, it's not that! I mean, I do want... help.

[Rise may not have time for shame, so Natsuru will be embarrassed enough for the both of them. She can't be completely withdrawn if she's going to accept an offer like that, though. A bit awkwardly, she shifts and moves her hands away from the tent in her skirt.]

You, um... sound like you know what you're doing. So I'm okay with anything you are!

[Ah, she can't believe she said something like that to Rise! She's equally embarrassed and excited that she might get to live more of a fantasy than she ever dared to explicitly imagine, at least for a short time. And she hasn't even put together why ice pops factor into this conversation.]

You got it, in that case. Have you ever had someone else suck it before, or no?

[That's mostly so Rise knows what pace to set - but she definitely has an end goal in mind. She rests one of her hands on Natsuru's, both as reassurance and to keep her from covering herself up again.]

Ah-...

[The question catches her off guard, yet Rise's calm and reassuring demeanor is helping Natsuru not get completely flustered. Even as her heart pounds and she feels warm and lightheaded at the thought of Rise Kujikawa maybe offering to... do that to her.]

No, I haven't. Only a little... touching.

[Even that was only a little experimenting with other girls that were curious about what she was packing. With her expression and tone, she might as well have 'virgin' written in bold letters on her forehead.]

[Oh, there's no 'maybe' about it. Rise is definitely offering to suck Natsuru off - even without this, it wouldn't have taken her long to notice there's little Rise likes more than having something in her mouth.]

Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, Natsuru-chan. I'll show you how it's done. [And without further ado, Rise settles on the floor in front of Natsuru, ready to get down to business whenever she is.]

[There's another little moment where Natsuru's brain has to catch up, because she can't believe this is happening. She never even dared to fantasize this, and here she is living it.

After a second, what Rise means by 'making herself comfortable' sinks in.]

Oh, right... okay.

[She does a little wiggle in her seat, hiking her skirt up to get it out of the way and repositioning herself. Then carefully peels off the modesty shorts, then her panties...

As the garments pool around her ankles, the erection that had been straining against them springs fully free. It's a decent size for a slender girl like her, though not quite matching how well-endowed she is in the chest. It's no wonder she has a difficult time hiding it when it comes untucked and gets hard.

Now, the pink flush of Natsuru's skin is a strange combination of embarrassment, arousal, and anticipation. Her shaft came out practically pointing in Rise's direction, as if begging for attention. And if she's understanding Rise's body language right, she's more than ready to oblige.]

Ooooooh, that looks delicious. [Natsuru is absolutely reading Rise's body language right; as soon as she gets a good look at what she has to work with, she leans forward and takes the tip of Natsuru's cock into her mouth, trying to start slow so as not to completely overwhelm her.

But just because her mouth is full doesn't mean she can't say anything, as proven by Rise's voice teasing Natsuru's mind directly.] Don't mind me, just using an extra trick I picked up during my hiatus to cheat a little. If anything is too much, you let me know, okay?

[Natsuru's body tenses up, and she gasps softly at the feeling of Rise's lips gently wrapping around her tip. It's a new sensation to get used to, but it does feel nice, drawing a soft moan from her. After a moment, the tension in her body starts to relax... though she does still grip the edge of the couch pretty tightly with her hands. She's... not sure what else to do, honestly.]

Eh?

[She's surprised again at the sound of Rise's voice, feeling like it's tickling at her mind. Can Rise hear her thoughts too, or just talk without using her mouth? She'd better answer her normally, and hope she doesn't think anything too embarrassing just in case!]

O-Oh, no... it feels... really good. [A pause, and she can't help but voice her next thought.] Have you done this... a lot?

[She's not judging at all, just curious. She already trusted Rise's experience as an idol, but she never imagined she'd be mentoring her like this too.]

You can put your hands in my hair if you want. Just don't grab it too hard. [The goal here is to get Natsuru to relax entirely, after all, and Rise's going to give that everything she's got. (As for the mental link, she'll only hear Natsuru's thoughts if Natsuru wants her to.)]

Mmm, 'a lot' is overstating it, especially with company, but some. Some of my friends have been down for fooling around.

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