Ethan Scarborough + ??? (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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masanari2016-07-31 11:49 pm
kidacreeps) wrote in masanari2016-07-31 11:49 pm
[Badlandia] I'm not sure that's a good AU name tbh but w/e
[ Junko will find that she's woken up in a motel room. Specifically, on a bed in a motel room which looks dirty and therefore probably not in the city where they had grown up. She'll also find that whatever outfit she had thought she was in had been changed into something Ethan would consider "more appropriate," with some changes for her style, and that whatever she had on before is nowhere to be found.
And that the boy in question was sitting on the edge of the other bed. It was a motel room with two double beds, a bathroom, and not much else. It was sparsely decorated with a few lamps and a digital clock. There's a bottle of pills on the bedstand... which might be why she was groggy.
Well, groggy and there might be other side-effects, like slight memory loss for how she ended up in this position. They had a chance to start over, to connect with each other after their break up and all. Ethan was looking at her repeatedly as she was waking, though he was also doing something on his phone, perhaps googling something.
This day wasn't starting off well, all things considered. Probably not helped by the fact that the room smelled of antiseptic, which was either creepy or implied Ethan himself was horny, which was unusual in and of itself given his strange sexlessness while they were dating. ... Which might be unsettling in and of itself. ]
And that the boy in question was sitting on the edge of the other bed. It was a motel room with two double beds, a bathroom, and not much else. It was sparsely decorated with a few lamps and a digital clock. There's a bottle of pills on the bedstand... which might be why she was groggy.
Well, groggy and there might be other side-effects, like slight memory loss for how she ended up in this position. They had a chance to start over, to connect with each other after their break up and all. Ethan was looking at her repeatedly as she was waking, though he was also doing something on his phone, perhaps googling something.
This day wasn't starting off well, all things considered. Probably not helped by the fact that the room smelled of antiseptic, which was either creepy or implied Ethan himself was horny, which was unusual in and of itself given his strange sexlessness while they were dating. ... Which might be unsettling in and of itself. ]
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Not now.
He... He won't accept that. He lowers his gaze, his scent now twisting into something even more cold, becoming a distorted back up thing. But all the same, he sighs and walks past her to the bathroom. He comes up immediately after that, and he pulls out a pill. It's a small white pill. and he walks over towards Junko with it in hand, planning to grab hold of her ]
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... Did you seriously take my iPhone?!
[That has all of her pictures of corgis on it! ... Wait what is that pill and thank god she has the sense to immediately stand up and try to get over the bed she can move around him.]
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[ Psychotic is probably the right word, tbh. Because he continues to advance towards her, ignoring her complaints about iphones and corgis to instead hold the pill in hand and slowly try to get her pinned. He follows her movements, not any more athletic than she is honestly, but having the advantage of man-shoulders and such. Also psycho.
But he doesn't want her hurt her, his distorted scent even makes it clear! ]
do you think that's a good end for MasaNari?
She doesn't say anything, she won't. If he doesn't want to hurt her then that means he can't force her mouth open and get her to take anything.]
I like how we just thought the same thing. Yeah which I guess means Nathnan-Junko or something else
Of course she won't.
And so he leans in to kiss her again, lingering there, trying to coax her mouth open ]
haha! I just saw the edit in her inbox high fives for wavelengths
And when it feels like there's a tiny bit of heat building up in her stomach she thinks about period cramps, and then it's a little easier.
Whatever works, man.]
Haha man these notiffs are so silly ]
Not without ulterior motive of course. But still. ]
they are I would really like them to go back to working but oh well
There's a chance he could get it in her if he's quick and not too caught up in whatever is revolving around in his head.]
God yeah it's worse than the last time I'm a bit worried.
... but he's also clinical in the extreme, which is his true nature. Ethan pulls back, and then regretfully but precisely shoves the pill in her mouth, putting it in to allow her to swallow it. This is a crude pill, not at all what he really wants, not really, but it's a step in that direction. Ethan can't know it, but it's the same drug (more or less) that Nathan had Nariko take all those years ago, one which makes someone into a loyal, receptive bitch. He hates to use it on Junko, but she was going to damage their relationship like this!
But all the same, once he's sure he's got it in, he kisses her again. Or tries too ]
Is there even any word on anything I haven't seen an official post at all which is super odd
He shoves it far down enough that the impulse to swallow is greater than the command to spit it right out. The pill slides down her throat with an awful feeling, though that's probably just her imagination, right? probably.]
What - [And there he goes, kissing her again!
If this has the same time properties of that pill it'll still be a moment or two before it really sets in, but when it does happen it'll hit her like a slap to the face.] What did you give me!
[So until then, she's going to keep being a pain in his ass.]
I've seen no official word at all so far.
[ And so he mind isn't so corrupted by that foolish that that she loves Rin. ]
well that's ...... really super concerning
[It's the cruelest thing she can think to say to him in the moment, because she's scared and horrified and confused, but above all that Junko has never been angrier in her life. She wants to throttle him and kick him in the balls and leave, find a phone and call her dad.]
I don't want to be with you, I will never want to be with you and ...
[And then he's kind of swirling in front of her, and it feels as if her heart stops beating, it's so slow before it speeds up and she starts to feel hot all over. Her scent hadn't completely tapped off ever since they fucked on the railing, but now it's building at a level that can almost match his, the rest of her just hasn't caught up yet.]
Wh-Ahh? [She's not numb so much as vaguely detached from some of her own feelings, some of her own body. There's arousal and an unbearable need to be touched but everything else is just ... soft.]
Yeah I'm hoping it's going to be cleared up soon
Was it really...?
No, he was just now. Right. ]
yeah I hope so too, they're just usually so communicative about everything
Ethan.
[Junko smiles, and tries to lean in for a kiss.
No more questions, no more running away, no more anything but a need to be paid attention by him and no one else!
For a few hours, anyway.]
https://twitter.com/dreamwidth/status/762133777476907008 oh this went up now
[ He loves her. He loves her. He loves her. And he's going to kiss her now, tilting his head and leaning into her, keeping her against the wall. He wants to do more with her he wants to fall into her, he wants her so much...
So much...
Can they talk like this? ]
Oh!! That's reassuring \o/
But he feels solid and real, so that's enough for her while her scent continues to crest higher, and she pressed her chest into his.]
Hey, can we?
[Yes, unlike with the pill Nariko had taken, Junko is fully capable of talking, though her tone is all wrong, her diction is a little strange, as if it's taking more energy to formulate each word. Otherwise, there's nothing immediately off about her.]
Yeah I was relieved too
Yes.
Yes they can. He would love to talk with her more, but as she is now, as he is now, high off his hormones, maybe they need to burn more off. Or maybe he himself was a little bit eager despite everything. And so he swallows and he nods, he brushes the back of her head, and he nuzzles his face into her. He takes two steps back and falls onto one of the double beds. And he says, ]
Yes, Junko, we can. However you want.
[ But then, given she took that pill, maybe he would need to take charge? He's not sure. ]
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I don't care.
[Because she doesn't, really.] As long as it makes you happy.
[Whoever came up with this shit is incredibly talented because the smile she wears would fool even the greatest criminals, masterminds - Junko looks so totally in love, devoted to what he wants, but willing to keep working towards his baser instinct. In that way he's got room to tell her what to do as well as let her go about it however her unnatural brain might see fit!
She settles on his hips, shivering a little.] You're really hard.
[It's impossible to tell if she feels bad about that or is excited by it, she reaches for his pants either way, slow and with some amount of reverence.]
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I'm hard... for you.
[ He breathes all this out, watching her move, basking in her smile. He knows it's faked to some extent, about as much as his hormones dosage. But it could be real, they just need the right science, the right drugs. He looks at her above him, brushing her back gently, running his fingers over the fabric of the sundress.
He's s hard. ]
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What are you talking about? I already love you.
[Her head tilts, reminiscent of her father, after she's dealt with his belt and pants she lifts the sundress - her thighs are still stained, there's pretty much an unhindered view there - who knows where her panties went, it's been a crazy day.]
And I already need you, too.
[Apparently this is all very simple, very factual to her. And since he doesn't have any objection to them fucking Junko aligns their bodies and takes her time sinking downward.] I'm glad that - you love me this much! To be so excited! [That means a lot, right? In truth some part of her brain chemistry is recognizing it as a big deal to him, so it has to be one for her - the joy of literal brain altering drugs which help her get all red in the cheeks, rocking on his dick far more gently than the normal Junko would.]
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We'll make it true - let's enjoy ourselves, Junko. Let's make us mates too.
[ As he begins to roll his hips ]
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(.... Doesn't she already have a mate? He's -- It's ... No.)]
Okay.
[She leans down to kiss his forehead, his temples and even his nose - he seemed upset, and she didn't want that! But that's even more of a reason to work up to a steady pace, hands braced on his chest.]
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[ He's confessing to her while she's almost a doll. Maybe that was unfair, as unfair as what he feels as she kisses him, the relief and joy apparent in it. He keeps rolling his hips against her, nuzzling himself for her. He kisses her breasts, and then up her neck, her chin, and he cups her face to better make eye contact ]
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[She sounds more confused than anything else, because this Junko who is nothing but an overly prettied toy doesn't really have a mind for those things. She will if he describes them, if he shows some desire for all of that, but right now it's nowhere in her thoughts. She's perfectly happy doing it like this and she'd be happy if he wanted to do it slowly every single time - as long as she was drugged out of her own brain.
The only thing this version of her cares about is the way he kisses her and speaks and the look in his eyes. It makes her moan that much louder, and she should say something, right? He likes to talk so she should talk, too.] I want to [Her brain is trying to process around his cock. It's difficult.] I want to marry you, too.
[When she kisses him it's slow, it doesn't match their current pace at all, actually.] I'll be a good wife, I'll do whatever you want.
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... but it's not bad for now. And it's not really... he doesn't feel guilty, or at least not much. He inhales deeply of her scent, kissing her several more times before picking up the pace a little as he rolls his hips up into her. His cock digs deep into her, or at least as much as he can go. This Junko under the drug probably doesn't feel all the same things so...
So he should coax her, right? She liked those things normally, so he should too.
Maybe.
All the same, ]
I love you, Junko. I love you so much.
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