Posted by: citrinitas668 | 2008/10/28

Msc Drawfaggotry

I really don’t have the patience to draw mecha well…

Also: SOMEONE WRITE ME SOME REGENE PORN GODDAMNIT.


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  1. >SOMEONE WRITE ME SOME REGENE PORN GODDAMNIT.

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    They would often tumble onto the couch, laughing and groping at each other. They did it when the mood struck them, when they didn’t want to think, when they simply wanted to act human.

    But something tense and familiar struck Livonze this time, when Regene’s haughty giggles filled the cold, grand space of the parlor where humanity’s fate was being redesigned. There was something in the way Regene’s lips curved before parting, before they started hungrily sucking his own. Something in the way Regene always initiated these moments with compliments or congratulations. Livonze knew it was there but didn’t know what it was… It was still a half-formed thought, a hazy memory. His arrogance was blinding him.

    Regene was rocking his hips in Livonze’s lap in slow, gradually stronger motions, working them both into that erratic and lustful mood. He loved the feel of grinding against Livonze’s body, coaxing his leader to react equally to his own whims. The soft moans and hardness against his own always gave him a sense of victory, however trivial, over his nonchalant leader. Regene used his hands now, pawing over fabric and pulling up, desperate to get to the warm skin underneath. He was so eager to –

    Suddenly, Regene found himself on the floor at his leader’s feet. He barely had time to protest before there was a fist in his hair, pulling him to his knees between Livonze’s legs.

    “Are you having fun?” Livonze spoke softly, almost as if to himself. He watched as a series of emotions flashed behind his comrade’s eyes; confusion, hurt -briefly- and then yes, there it was, there it would always be: defiance.

    Regene simply smiled and moved inward. The fingers in his hair returned to their delicate ways, combing through the soft purple strands and drawing his head toward Livonze’s bulging erection. Livonze pulled it out with his other hand and then Regene’s smiling lips were there, against the skin and ghosting upwards until they reached the very tip.

    “You should be getting better at this by now, Regene.” Livonze teased, watching intently and enjoying the sight. Livonze had a sudden realization. So this is how He must have felt.

    Regene started licking, one hand the shaft, the other on his leader’s inner thigh. Both hands were kneading at the flesh, clumsy but otherwise confident. When he opened his mouth to take it in, he remembered to breathe this time.

    “Mmm, just like that…” Livonze reveled in the sensation. He leaned back until he was more comfortable, sank further into the plush fabric. “Now faster,” he ordered, the grip returning in those purple strands. He nudged himself further into Regene’s throat, excited by the way he gagged and knitted his eyebrows.

    Regene recovered after a second gag, determined to follow through. He started going faster, moving his whole upper body, sucking with his lips and gliding with his tongue as best he could. He was breathing harder with the effort, while Livonze was only slightly panting, his leader’s lips thin, parted lines. Suddenly the delicate fingers in his hair gripped roughly again, held his head in place as Livonze thrust deeply into his throat. The warm, bitter come filled him, and their bodies were locked in place until he swallowed every drop of it.

    Livonze pushed Regene away for a second time. Now he was the one smiling, laughing softly at the sight of Regene flushed and panting on the floor in at his feet. That’s as far as he wanted to go today. He smoothed his clothing and stood up languidly to leave.

    “Wait…!” Regene called after him, confused.

    Livonze knew what was happening even if Regene hadn’t yet awoken to it. This was so was so familiar. It was so different. It could be so addicting.
    [end]

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    (i didn’t fit much with anything int he kinkmeme and you’re such an awesome drawfag so I just posted here… XD;)

  2. BRINKMANSHIP, YOU ARE BEYOND AWESOME.

  3. glad you liked! it’s the least i can do. They’re not my pairing, at all…! but they’re just so… obvious..! ‘>_> and that couch! that couch!

    GAH. SKITTLE SQUAD. WHY YOU SO SEXY.

  4. Haha~ Ah… I wonder how many more weeks until we actually get to actually see the rest of the Skittles Squad (erm.. outside of the OP that is).

  5. seriously. what do they DO all day?! Self-study? Play video games? (Gunpla?) Surely some of them lived on earth like Ribbons did, but didn’t nail an elite like him.

    why IS he their leader? Maybe it’s like To Terra and he was the one behind their creation. Maybe because he’s the one with the most human “training” maybe because he flipped their on switches. Maybe he just smells better.

    [.. oh god that gunpla thing.. now I can just imagine them in a Keroro spinoff as the jovian earth-invasion platoon. I mean c'mon.. THEY'RE COLOR CODED INVADERS FROM SPACE OBSESSED WITH GUNDAM]

  6. Ribbons probably pimps them out to various world leaders for blackmail/spying purposes (ah… that makes more sense than I’d intended).

    He’s the oldest as far as I can tell, so I guess that makes him the de-facto leader.

    Heheh… I think I’m going to have to draw something about the Innovators making Gunpla with Bushido Bob and Setsuna.


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