Muses I would be willing to do smut threads with

[overbringer]

Willing, nay eager

Akame

Notes:
- Gay
- Likes loud, assertive women
- Big fan of non-sexual intimacy. Cuddling, hugs, spooning, head on shoulder, etc.
- Wants total privacy before doing anything sexual
- Likes hot springs

Angua von Uberwald

Notes:
- Straight
- She fucks to work out aggression
- Absolutely no wolf form sex (Even if she DID want that, I don't want to thread it out so you're out of luck)
- Not much initiative in terms of experimentation, but she'd try stuff if her partner suggested it.
- Likes big, muscly, classically handsome guys. Bring her your supermen, your captain americas. Your beef.

Carlos Ramirez

Notes:
- Straight
- REALLY wants to lose his virginity
- But not so bad that he would be a creep about it?
- Is not above using magic to woo you

Elka

Notes:
- Straight
- Not interested in commitment. One Night Stands are good fun though
- Blunt. If she's interested she'll just ask you straight up.
- Hella into experimenting. What's your favorite fantasy. Elka will try it as long as it doesn't seem gross to me.

Leona

Notes:
- Pansexual
- Aggressive and very forward
- Looking for a partner with a lot of stamina. She will want to go multiple rounds before she's satisfied
- Wants to do it somewhere where she can feel the sun on her skin. So during the day, and either outdoors or with the curtains open.
- Can bench press you

Melissa Mao

Notes:
- Bisexual but prefers men
- Strong sex drive. Always ready for action
- Likes quickies
- She just really really likes dicks. Get them in her. She doesn't care where.

Morgiana

Notes:
- Pansexual
- Big on personal boundaries and comfort levels. Always double checks before taking things further. Might hit you if you don't double check yourself.
- A screamer
- Go down on her and she will be putty in your hands. Or...your mouth, I guess.

Vi

Notes:
- Bisexual
- Loud and energetic
- Does not give a shit if anyone catches her in the act
- She can be grabby. She'll grab your boobs. She'll grab your dick. She'll grab your butt. She just wants a handful of something.

Or if you wish to make a case for someone else from my muse list, feel free.

Shit I'm into
- M/F or F/F.
- Sex in odd places. Not necessarily exhibitionism, but places besides the bedroom. The wilderness, the gym, the office, the kitchen. You know.
- The bedroom is also fine.
- Shower fuckin'
- Oral
- Pre-established couple gets magically genderswapped and decides to take the opportunity to try fuckin' as the opposite sex
- Wrestling/Sparring that gets sexy
- Toys (dildos, vibrators, etc.), either enthusiastically used in private, or discretely used in public.
- Anything on the beach. Sun, sand, bikinis, lotion, yes.


Shit I'm not into
- M/M
- Anything anal
- Dubcon/Noncon
- Hard BDSM (A case can be made for lighter bondage stuff)
- Anything prepubescent

See anything/anyone you're interested in? Have ideas? Tag me here and we may discuss the sexy possibilities.

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For Caitlyn

[justthehardway]

A gunshot rang out in the night of Piltover. An angry woman stumbled and fell. Sirens blared. Lights flashed. An ambulance came, the driver praying he was going to make it in time...

At the Piltover PD, Caitlyn got a call. Her partner had been shot on a routine patrol and was in the hospital. She was apparently conscious, and wanted to see Caitlyn right away. She had actually said "Caitlyn" instead of "Cait" or "Cupcake".

It must be serious.

[willingapprehension]

The first thing that Caitlyn thought when she got the call was shit. It wasn't unusual for Vi to wind up hurt, but they almost never told her, and she never asked for her partner to come. Ever. Pride was probably the reason, or a desire to avoid Cait making a scene with a public lecture...so getting the call meant that the young cop was taking this deadly seriously.

Hopping into her patrol carriage, she tore down the streets, siren blaring to keep traffic clear and practically flew through the hospital to the recovery ward. Nurses heads spun at the sight of a rifle toting constable, directing her to a room on the end with bemused looks. Slowing, Cait steeled herself for the worst and entered...not sure what she'd see.

"Vi, it's me. I came as quick as I could."

[justthehardway]

"Caitlyn...you came."

Whatever the injury was, it wasn't immediately obvious, but then she was under a blanket from the chest down. Her power gauntlets and boots were lying in the corner. The boots did have some blood on them, for what it's worth.

Vi coughed weakly, but then made a show of putting on a brave smile. "I'm so glad you came."

[willingapprehension]

Worriedly, Caitlyn doffed her hat and set it in a chair she moved in front of the door. If it moved, she'd hear it, and whoever had done this might turn up again. Crossing the room briskly, she set her gun down within arms reach and sat.

"Of course I did, Vi," she murmured, reaching out for her partner's broad, strong hand.

"Who did this? How...bad is it?"

[justthehardway]

"The doctor said I shouldn't-" cough cough cough "-...should just try to be comfortable, but I know my own body better than anyone."

She shuddered, and let her eyelids droop a bit before heroically managing to open them again. When she spoke next, it was in a hoarse whisper. "Cait, come close...hurts to talk..."

[willingapprehension]

Without hesitation, Caitlyn leans closer, squeezing the hand she'd been holding. Worry is plainly her only though, because this sounds pretty bad. If Vi is admitting any sort of weakness? Then it has to be bad. Absolutely has to be, or it wouldn't happen!

"It's alright, Vi. I'm here. Don't worry, we'll get you through this..."

1/2

[justthehardway]

"I...always...lo-..."

And then she was still. The whole room was still.

[justthehardway]

After about three seconds, however, she smiled started spasming with silent laughter. Eventually it broke out and she laughed long and loud.

"AAAAAHAHAHAHA you should have seen the look on your face. Fuckin' priceless! I was laying it on so thick I was sure you'd see through it, but apparently I'm a natural born actress!"

[willingapprehension]

She's hanging off every word, leaning closer and closer until Vi stops moving, and she's about to say something when bam. There Vi is, laughing like a maniac.

"I..." Caitlyn splutters, lips pressing into a thin, irritated line. "You...I...you're just...but there's blood on your shoes!"

[justthehardway]

"Oh I actually did get shot, see?"

She pulled aside the blanket to reveal that her left pant leg had been cut off half way down and that her calf had been neatly bandaged by the doctor.

"Some weirdo in a mask did it, but he got spooked and ran when he heard sirens. I already sent a description down to HQ. The bullet went right through the muscle. Doctor said I'll have to stay off it for a few weeks but that it should heal up basically good as new."

[willingapprehension]

"You...you..." she's practically shaking here, annoyed as hell. Sometimes she wonders just what's wrong with her.

"You bloody idiot! You got shot and you thought that was funny! You had me believing...ugh!"

[justthehardway]

She wilted just a bit under Caitlyn's glare. Vi wasn't much of a wilter, but if anyone could manage it, it was Cait.

"Kinda bad taste, I guess?"

For Ginko

[righthandmage]

The peaceguard goes where it is needed, and unfortunately that meant that sometimes you had to spend a week wandering down crappy dirt roads in the middle of nowhere. There was talk of Alderode sympathizers on a border town that Elka had to go hunt them down. Boring. Shitty.

This whole part of the country was weird. Already, she had spent a weekend dealing with some weird...things that had given her horns and messed with her sense of hearing. It was only dumb luck that she had run into a guy who knew how to deal with things like that.

She'd been heading in the same direction as this strange traveling doctor (Or "Mushishi" as he called himself) so they had spent the last few days idly chatting to relieve the tedium of travel. In a weird sort of way, this Ginko character reminded her of the captain. They had the same feeling of internal optimism about them. That feeling that any problem laid in your way would be one you could deal with. It was attractive in a man.

That morning, though, they had noticed storm clouds on the horizon, which was odd weather for this time of year. It was also a problem, as Elka had been expecting sunny skies and had packed accordingly. She dug a light jacket out of her pack and put it on as the rain started, but it wasn't a very waterproof jacket.

"I know I said I wanted a shower but fucking hell look at that. We're going to get soaked."

[sorefeetman]

Ginko's personal policy with military was to do anything to stay on their good side, particularly when running short on food and funds like he had been. Coming across an easily solvable mushi case right then was good timing, though, and he was certainly in favor of taking on a traveling partner while in his current straights.

The soldier was loud and headstrong, and Ginko sensed she had mystical abilities that he'd like to see in action if he was so fortunate. Though he'd initially marked Elka as "a hassle" the first day, it became clear in the following days that this woman was no fool, and fiercely loyal to those she fought with. He considered those people very lucky.

His belly pleasantly full for the first time in what felt like weeks (and starting to think about hanging around soldiers more often), Ginko struggled to sympathize with Elka's bemoaning at the rain. Well, these things happen every so often, after all. He honestly was having a rather nice time walking with her, regardless of the weather.

Looking sidelong at his new friend, though, he recognized the lack of preparedness and thought for a moment, leaving his one-eyed gaze on her.

"...I think this one'll come and go. If you don't mind stopping for a spell, I have a tarp we could stay dry under." He blinked and then scratched the back of his head, adding, "It'll be cramped, but."

[righthandmage]

On one hand, Elka's orders had been very explicit: Proceed without delay to the border. On the other hand, if she got a cold from marching through a thunderstorm when she didn't have to, she wouldn't really be able to do her job once she got there. If she was really honest with herself, though, she had to admit that more of her hesitation about continuing had to do with spending a day cramped up with an attractive stranger than it did about strictly doing her job effectively.

Elka wrestled her conscience to the mat and looked around for something to tie up a tarp to. "You let me do that and I'll forgive you for not having a four star hotel in that box of yours."

[sorefeetman]

Ginko noted with great interest Elka's internal wrestling match, his own conscience meanwhile shrugging and gesturing encouragingly at the sudden prospect of prolonged close quarters. He wasn't the best at judging proper etiquette when it came to these things, and was glad that she didn't take offense. ...Glad? Really more like excited, though it came out as a simple, calm smile. Well now. An interesting development, indeed.

"Gracious of you," he replied, walking past Elka and moving toward the nearest grove of trees. Scanning behind the branches, he turned and gentlemanly held aside a few for her to enter first. There was enough flat ground to recline over, but it was cozy enough to offer ample protection against the wind and plenty of places to hang the tarp from.

"You stay in hotels normally?"

[righthandmage]

"Oh yeah, nothing but the best. If the caviar isn't fresh I can have the hotel manager arrested for treason." She said, rolling her eyes. No hidden wordplay or anything. Just sarcasm.

She got some rope from her pack and went about helping Ginko unfold the tarp and tie it up to some conveniently placed trees as she went on. "Most of the time it's the cheap rooms at inns if we're lucky, and the drier stalls in the stables or just camping out in the woods if we're not. The peaceguard isn't much for soft living."

A few minutes later she stood back and admired their handiwork. As long as it didn't get too windy, it would probably keep the worst of the rain off. A campfire would probably be too much to ask for right now, but beggars can't be choosers. Especially now that the rain was really starting to pick up. Elka ducked under the tarp and propped her bag up against a rock to make something for her to sit and lean on. She dug into a side pocket and pulled out a silver flask (though from how it was wearing through in some places, it was probably a steel flask with silver plating.) and unscrewed the lid as she sat down to wait out the storm.

[sorefeetman]

All of Elka's movements were efficient and purposeful, like...well, a soldier's. Was it something trained into her by the military, or not? Setting down his wooden box, Ginko pondered such things while Elka got to work.

"Well. I don't think 'soft living' is everything it's cracked up to be, anyway," he admitted, pushing his shoes off and taking his seat beneath the tarp, beside and opposite to Elka. Feeling earth beneath his bare feet always seemed to have a recharging effect for him, like it grounded him. "I've had just as many good night's sleep and rough night's sleep while camping outdoors as I ever have in a cheap inn.

"The kind of bed doesn't seem to matter."

As he relaxed, he couldn't help leaving his gaze on Elka as she partook of her flask.

[righthandmage]

"Speak for yourself. If it were up to me it'd be big beds so soft you could drown in them every night. And hunky man-servants working all over my sprawling villa at my beck and call."

A girl can dream. She took a small swig, then glanced over and held the flask out to Ginko. "Want a swig? Only the finest rotgut from the capital. If you leave it open too long indoors the fumes can start stripping the paint from the walls."

[sorefeetman]

Ginko couldn't not smirk at that dream of hers. Did she want to become queen, then? Deeper down, though, he noted she was after man-servants rather than maids.

"I'll humbly accept," he answered, curious of how strong it really was, given Elka's sarcastic streak. Pulling it under his nose, he paused at the smell, but took a sip.

One gulp later, he turned a half-impressed, half-nervous face to Elka as he returned the flask to her.

"That's...something." His voice was tense, but no cough came. "I'm glad we just had lunch."

1/2

[righthandmage]

"Hoo yeah. Don't want to go crazy on that on an empty stomach. I speak from experience."

She screwed the top back on and stuck it back in her pack, then leaned back and just listened to the rain for a bit in companionable silence. There were problems in her life, but for the moment she couldn't do anything about any of them so she might as well just relax.

2/2

[righthandmage]

After a minute or two, however, she decided this tension had been building for long enough, and they weren't going anywhere for a while anyways.

"Wanna have sex?"

1/2

[sorefeetman]

The rain smell in the air after days of sun was even more noticeable and pleasant after Elka's "rotgut" opened up his nasal passages, Ginko noted with some amusement. It felt good to be able to relax under the trees like this with someone as usually tightly-wound as his new friend.

He wondered if she might like to--

2/2

[sorefeetman]

--She would like to, then, yes. That answered that.

Ginko was taken off guard for a second, but then a grin returned to his face.

"Yes."

[righthandmage]

"Ha, I knew you were staring at my ass whenever you thought I wasn't looking! Don't feel bad, it's a very nice ass. I worked hard to get it that way"

She took off her jacket, but took a moment lean over and to give Ginko a quick but firm kiss on the lips before starting work on I fastening her breastplate.