Booty Call Me Out post v1

[suckitdarklord]

Simple things to note here.

1.) Standard CMO rules applies. Ask for a character in the subject header, gimme a starter and we can carry on from there.
2.) This is going to be NSFW, or intended to be such.
3.) Kinks will be everywhere. Personal suggestion will be just keep to your own thread, but be respectful if things don't mesh out. Some things click with others, some don't. We are grown adults here.
4.) If you want some ideas, the random porn scenario meme has got you covered. If you want to used pictures for prompts, PLEASE link them.
5.) Things may happen or I may forget tags. Feel free to nudge me to continue them and I will eventually get to them. :|b

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[royalflower]

Several months, maybe a year, she'd lost count by this point as to how long she'd been removed from her throne. Forced to essentially be this new "ruler"'s toy and slave as he pleased. She'd succumbed to most after a while, but other times her pride and anger bubbled right back to the surface to make her irritable and snappy.

Such as had been the case this day, refusing absolutely to do anything that had been asked of her by the servants that were supposedly above her station.

Thus they has simply informed him of her unruly nature and refusal to move from the pile of blankets she'd commandeered from her "quarters", collar worked enough to break the latch and tossed pointedly in the doorway.

A king always tends to his subjects. B)

[kingofshotas]

That tends to be the problem when you conquer a nation and allow the former rulers to live: They think they actually have a position to hold when a higher superiority figure takes over any claim they have through force or otherwise. While being king, he is both kind and firm to his newly gained land. And through his rule, the country prospered in both wealth and tourism! However, Gilgamesh's patience was not exactly a virtue he was known for. Where he was kind to those who show their loyalty, he was especially firm with those who disobey or seek to challenge him in even the slightest of ways. And receiving news of his generous decision of allowing the former princess to be his own personal handmaiden to even refuse to do the simplest task was enough to provoke his ire. Normally he would just fetch guards to bring the rebellious girl before him on the throne, but he knew the best way to put an unruly servant back in their place is to tear down their own 'safety hole'... namely her own personal quarters, to show that there is no place to hide from her master when he is on the prowl. And as soon as foot steps were heard outside her door, there was no knock. There wasn't even an announcement. Just a door being slammed open and a pair of handmaidens hiding in the hallway away from their irate king as the king himself bore his eyes full of discontent at the girl underneath that pile of blankets and said one small thing. "... just what do you think you're doing?"

She didn't miss him at aaaall~

[royalflower]

Eventually he'd come, she knew that was a truth to the situation. As much as she knew it'd end poorly for her and humiliate her further than he already had in the past. But she didn't flinch as the door slammed open, not moving an inch from her safety of the blanket nest.

That and she still hated him seeing her in what little could be called clothing, short and relatively sheer to show off her form as she hated doing so.

The question is barely acknowledged at first other than the mass shifting. But after a moment she finally speaks, voice firm and showing obvious and pointed defiance.

"Staying right here." She was very much a mule digging her feet in to refuse to work at this point.

"I've had enough of being treated like a filthy whore and slave. As some sort of thing for you to use and discard."

At least this AU of him anyway. :U Or so she says!

[kingofshotas]

Ah. It was this same drivel all over again. It was hard enough to not just let out an exasperated sigh the moment she begun her complaints again, but when she was done? He glanced down at her like she was something in serious consideration to be discarded. Not that he didn't like that fire in her, but this is getting to be tiresome than interesting each time this happened. "You are only because you act as such. Don't forget that it was because of my generosity that you are still alive and still be able to live in the palace that you love so dearly. Remember that it was your own treatment of your people and subjects is also what got you here... if you have any to blame, blame yourself or the 'justice' that was given to you when the people rejoiced that their spoiled princess was removed from power." He motioned with his hand for the rest of the servant girls to close the door behind him, which was heard by the loud creak and the auditory shut of the door; leaving just those two left in the room with the king casually removing any articles of clothes. "If this is a problem for you, then show me that you are capable of doing your work. Then prove to me that your are ready to stop acting like a child and act more of a woman who is willing to rise above her rank. If you keep throwing these fits, then what else are you even good for? Not being able to cook, clean, care for, or even provide entertainment without some guidance or instructions? At best, you are suited for producing me an heir of a royal bloodline... but with what I see and hear, not even that is good enough for you." Was he baiting or being serious? It's honestly hard to tell at this point, but he doesn't seem to be bothered in disrobing himself in a servant's quarters. At this point, he's more expecting things to swing in a way he's looking forward to.

So she saaaays

[royalflower]

His "generosity" that had led to her being alone, the death that still bothered her to this very day. It was enough to pull her from her blankets, slowly standing but one still wrapped around her as if some sort of cloak as very tired yet still defiant eyes watched him carefully. At this point she didn't care or even notice the fact that he was disrobed, knowing full well that that was the normal standard any time he left himself in a room left alone with her.

Her hands gripped tightly to her blanket as her knuckles turned white from the force of it, jaw set and eyes narrowing as she keeps her gaze pointedly fixed on his face. "Your generosity that saw the only person I cared for killed for trying to protect me! I'd rather be dead than to deal with this humiliating situation and without any sort of solace that things would be any better than if I were locked in a jail cell and executed by my enemies. If you think that I should be happy for such a thing then you are more delusional that I initially thought!" You probably shouldn't have brought that up again, Gil, given the fact she looks far more ready to lash out than anything else.

Not that her small form and lack of muscles is really a threat, but it does create the problem of her not backing down unless absolutely forced to do so.

"You murdered him, not I."

[kingofshotas]

"Yes. I did." It was stated in a manner of fact tone from the king now standing in his undergarments. "I came, I conquered, and I grew new fruits from my labor by using the bones of those who opposed me from the old kingdom. Anyone who attacked me knew what they were getting themselves into..." A small amused hum came from his lips as he gave a small scoff at her words. "But I killed the only person that you cared for... wasn't there a princess you had killed just because you didn't get something your way? Some boy in blue, wasn't it? Seems awfully hypocritical to accuse me of the same sins that you yourself are guilty of, don't you think? But no... this is all about the same princess who is still throwing a fit that she isn't getting what she wants because the big bad king won't spoon feed her the same way her spoiled life did for her before-- only she can't kill or get rid this new threat. Not on her own, at any rate." And that's when footsteps started to come closer towards her. That light patter of skin against the hard floor echoing across the room until he is a foot away from her. Now crossing his arms in a dignified manner, he lets out a small huff of annoyance. "You are at the bottom of the hierarchy because of my generosity. That your little rebellious nature thinking that a peasant is still a princess that would have gotten others dead just like your beloved, but still having a chance to climb your way back at the top. If you feel so vehemently about where you are and how you are treated, work your way back up top." He then motions to his form and figure before at her own. "I've given you many chances before on how to do so, but it seems you are more content complaining about your misfortune than actually accepting it. If you keep wasting those opportunities, then I may truly end up replacing you in the end for a different fancy. For good."

[royalflower]

The accusation merely causes her to make a flustered noise, not quite sure how to respond to such accusations of her actions. "That... that bitch didn't deserve him!" She snaps, letting her emotions get control of her mind once again, not that it was a terribly uncommon thing. Though the rest of his words on that matter are left to the wind.

As he moves closer, she tugs the blanket closer to her, trying to glare at him but knowing she is in no position to be threatening at this particular moment. "Work my way back up to the top..." There's some consideration in his words, but overall she seems wholly uninterested in doing so.

But his threat is all it takes to get under her skin, to have something click in her mind that this really is a legitimate threat. She could dig her heels in and refuse to move from her position or she could use what skills she had, or could have, to get close enough to regain her kingdom from this asshole. There's only one way to go about that.

And it's to submit, temporarily.

Slowly the blanket is dropped to the floor as she stands before him, slowly trying to allow her body to relax into something that's not overtly refusing to do anything. Even in the clothing she's nowhere near fond of as a gust of cold hits her skin and causes her to shiver. Though she moves to her knees, hands resting gently on her lap.

"Then let me try again?" Her voice has gone from anger and upset to something far different, as if she's resigning herself to all of this. Even if she knows better, in the back of her mind only plotting and biding her time.

[kingofshotas]

Seeing the blanket spill down to the floor and allowing the former princess to finally expose herself from her 'protective shell' felt like something of a minor victory of it all. But what really drove it was what she did next and going down to her knees before him. The true picture of beauty, like a rose that had lost its final petal before withering away... the image of something so full of pride now crumbling down before him to show who is the real one in command here. "So you're finally going to accept your position and earn your way back to power? Fine then... I am a fair king, so I shall allow it. But as you are right now, I want to see and hear just how you plan to show me." As if rubbing salt in the wound, he wanted to make sure she acknowledged what she was doing and to do it on HIS terms. Still, his hands still kept to himself as he gazed down at her... surprisingly not with an air of superiority, but more so on expectation on just how she plans to go from this point out. "If I am not satisfied by what you have to offer, then you may as well forfeit your desires. So show me... show me that you know what your place is and your drive to move back up in the world once again."

[royalflower]

Everything in her mind is screaming at her to stop this nonsense, to not lose her will and fire to this person who did not clearly deserve it. But there's that rational part saying it's the only way and the small, very small and tiny part of her that has a small bit of excitement to such a thing. Something that had been steadily growing to be heard, something that causes pale skin to have a slight hint of pink despite herself. Ugh, what is that even.

But his words, his questions, those are what she forces herself to focus on, merely keeping her eyes on the floor until she figures the proper time to act in this situation.

To hear and see what she plans, that... is not what she was expecting or wanting to hear and the small bit of flinch is enough to suggest as such.

"I have no choice in the matter, ultimately." She speaks softly, though she's finally turning her gaze back to him. The usual defiance has died out for the time being, merely examining his face to see where to even start when it comes to it.

May as well see and act based on how he reacts, after all. Taking a deep breath she raises herself from her knees just enough to be about waist level with him, hands delicately reaching out to allow fingertips to run from the sides of his waist towards his groin. Though she's very pointedly getting just centimeters from him until they move again, dancing to his thighs instead.

"As sheltered as I might have seemed, there are things even I can't deny. Urges of the human body, looking for what information I could, being able to find resources to deal with such things..."

Her hands are moving again, fingers giving featherlight touches to his cock in particular. "There's an art to this sort of thing, I've realized. There's no fun in going immediately and quickly for release and it's just a cheap thrill." But she does scoot a little closer, lips brushing his waist as she speaks again. "I can do so much more than the rest of them, drag things out to something worth remembering."