Posts by Muk-dog

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]( wth how did u manage to get me to make this thread )


    Junko sat down on a couch clumsily and sighed loudly, crossing her hot legs and grabbing the TV remote. There was nothing to due. Nobody has called since 5 hours ago, and there is nothing to eat either. Gross.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]What the hell. the strawberry blonde thought, her mouth twisted into a frown of discuss. "I'm not playing lesbo games with you, asshole!" she retorted, looking away quickly with light pink blush on her face. "Who the hell let you in anyway? Mukuro!?"


    ( oh nanami is rlly moe too btw :0 )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Junko grumbled and she literally felt like screaming again. She slapped her forehead and pushed Nanami off her cough with her foot, not wanting to dirty her fingers with Nanami's germs.
    "Stop being so emotional." she said, placing a pillow over the spot Nanami cried on.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Junko rolled her eyes and blushed again. "Uh, sure I guess." she said slowly, overthinking what she just said. All she knew about Nanami was that she liked video games, fell asleep often, had nice boobs... nice ass...
    Wait what the hell was she thinking?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]"H-hey, wait, what the shit?" the blonde said, raising an eyebrow. She looked down to see Nanami's face in her lap, feeling heat inbetween her thighs. She grimaced and pushed Nanami's head back, moving it off her lap onto the couch.


    Mukuro somehow walked in, a bag of groceries in her hand. I don't know where the hell she went.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]"How many times do I have to tell you to not bang, Junko." Mukuro said, trying her best at teasing. But she sucked at it so she sucks.


    Junko blushed again, this time harder. She dismissed her big sister by waving her away and pouting.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Junko felt uncomfortable, often sneaking peeks to look at Nanami. She tapped her red-dyed fingernails impatiently on her chin, nervously sweating as she did. Mukuro was giving her a strange look as the older girl placed her jacket in the closet and walked off towards the direction of her room.
    "N-Nanami.." the blonde started uneasily, her eyebrows in a knot. "What are you dreaming about?" The lighter-haired gril was twitching in her sleep and moving her legs around a lot. Was she dreaming about running? Swimming, maybe?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Oh, gosh, oh my gosh. Stop. Whatever you're doing stoooop. Junko thought helplessly as she watched the gamer twitch and writhe in her sleep. She had an idea what she was dreaming about, and she knew that she was probably spot on. Junko closed her eyes and thought, and then almost intentionally, she crawled up Nanami's skirt slowly. Feeling the wetness, she quickly drew her hand out, rubbing it on the couch.
    "Nanami, that's just gross." she said under her breath. "You freakin' pervert."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]"Holy *, Nanami.." Junko said breathily, covering her mouth and lowering her gaze. Her eyes landed on her chest and the strawberry blonde felt something weird in her chest and a burning sensation in her stomach. I thought I was straight. she thought, yelling at herself from the inside.
    She lowered her hourglass shaped body nearer to Nanami, her cheeks hot. Then positioned herself so that she would be on top, her eyes locked onto the other girl's closed eyelids.


    ( u know u can edit ur posts right :0 )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]( yeah just click or tap w/e the little pencil and paper thing after you post
    also roleplaying a character that wasnt claimed by you is considered powerplaying, which is against the rules. so you saying that about mukuro is against the lAW U FRCKING CRIMINAL )


    Junko let out a heavy breath, placing a soft kiss on Nanami's cheek, her eyes closed tightly. She let her hips falls onto Nanami's lap and then nuzzled her neck with her nose, leaving soft kisses at the same time.


    Mukuro started to get overheated so she walked back into her room to read manga or whatever.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]The blonde jumped off but lost her balance in the process, causing her to stumble and fall off her bed. "YOU WERE ASKING FOR IT, DICKHOLE!" she yelled back, blushing also.


    Mukuro ran into the room, pants undone and I don't know why. "You better not be fucking with my sister." she growled, her cold eyes narrowed.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]"You were saying my name though..." Junko added in quietly but harshly, trying to ignore her sister.


    "Um, well," the dark-haired girl looked down at her pants. She didn't pee them, did she? Why would Nanami say stuff like that? "I was just... doing a few things." she finished, hiding her doujinishi behind her back.


    "Hmph, probably reading that horny comic again." the other girl added in, not surprised though.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Mukuro ran/walk back to her room, her head lowered in embarassment and her face red as a tomato.


    Junko rolled her eyes and looked at Nanami, "What the hell were you dreaming about though?" she asked, even though it came out more like an order.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Junko furrowed her thin eyebrows, thinking. "No, that's not true, you're lying." she replied, pointing at her like she was giving an objection. "I heard you say my name." She crossed her arms, shaking her head slightly. Wow, who thinks they can lie to Junko herself? Obviously a moron.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px;][color=black][sub]Junko shrugged, pushing Nanami off of her couch. "See ya, I'm bored with you." she said simply, leading Nanami to the door. She didn't want to deal with her if she was gonna act like a brat. No one likes brats.


    Mukuro walked back in, her pants zipped up this time and no doujinishi in her hand. "Leaving so soon?" she commented, watching as Junko escorted the gamer towards the exit. "I brought home ice cream."