u/BlueTowelWithHoles

"You want me to do what?"

It was very nearly a spit-take, which would've been unfortunate and - considering that the bartender was right on the other side of the counter from me - would've gotten me kicked out of the bar. I put down my beer and looked at my friend, one who I'd known for years: a through-and-through lesbian who thought she'd finally found the girl she'd be settling down with (a little surprising for someone in their early twenties, but to each their own).

"Yeah," she replied without looking at me, taking another long pull from her own beer, "sounds crazy right?"

"Crazy?" I repeated incredulously, trying to keep my voice down, "You just asked me to sleep with your lesbian girlfriend!"

"Well, we all thought she was lesbian," my friend replied with a certain bit of wry humour. "But now she says she's going more bisexual because..."

"'Because'...?" I picked up where she trailed off, torn somewhere between disbelief and curiosity.

"She's saying that she's been having...urges," I couldn't tell if she was pausing from a lack of words, or apprehension, "to try what it's like to be with a guy."

"And you want that guy to be me?" She gave me a look and I returned it, "You don't just bring something like that up with your best male friend casually."

Her look turned to one of exposed admission, "Well, better someone we know and trust than some random douche-bag."

I blinked at her - were we really having this conversation? I picked my glass back up and downed what was left - I was going to need another beer soon...

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Kinks: First time, possibly sparking the curiosity of another lesbian (my character's friend, not just the friend's girlfriend), tomboys, anal - but willing to discuss.

Limits: Scat, Vore, Blood, Pterodactyls.

Reach out first via (shudder)...Reddit Chat, but if we properly connect we will move to Discord

BlueTowelWithHoles

"One hour! One whole rambling hour of random history and myths just to find out where the old Temple might be!"

"What did you expect from such a bumbling fool?"

Dr. Runo De-Vergen gave the two self-proclaimed 'adventurers' an absent minded wave as he went back to reading the hefty tome he was reading before in the dusty bookstore. Though known by many in Westruun, Dr De-Vergen was left alone by most people - only other scholars really had the interest to interact with the bumbling, spectacled academic. He seemingly looked the part: rough-spun linen shirt which was repaired with patches in places, dark-colour trousers, tall and hardy leather boots, an oiled-leather longcoat, and a set of crystal-lensed spectacles in front of emerald green eyes.

His face was hidden under a thick beard, moustache, and roughly-mussed dark hair - when it wasn't buried in a book or scroll. Dr. De-Vergen also had a rapier in a scabbard on his left side, the hilt of which protruded from the part in his coat; though, no-one could recall him ever drawing it - and even more joked that he was more likely to hit with (or hide behind) the oiled-leather satchel that was always slung over his shoulder (which seemed to hold at least one book at all times).

Just as Runo put back the book, he felt a tingle from a pouch on the back of his belt - it was a familiar sensation, and a feeling he couldn't ignore. He slid the book back into the bookshelf, nodded an appreciative nod to the store-owner, and then exited onto the busy streets of the Market Ward in Westruun. After walking through the crowd, surreptitiously making sure he wasn't being followed or watched, he ducked into a dark alley. Navigating the puddles and shadows, he slipped between two tall crates and reached into the pouch at his back, pulling out a stone graved with a crest consisting of the Sun, a leafless tree and five small stars.

'Doctor' Runo De-Vergen, absent-minded scholar, was actually 'Jager' Runo De-Vergen, clandestine Grey Hunt operative from the city of Whitestone, serving abroad as the surreptitious eyes and ears of the Whitestone-ruling De Rolo family.

Runo closed his fist around the stone - a Sending Stone - to receive the message in his mind. Rather than the rough, gravelly voice of Justicar Marsh, the voice was female: melodic, elegant, and more importantly - instantly recognisable to anyone from Whitestone.

Grand to Jersey. Important mission for you. Head east to Drynna. Reserve inn room under 'Dalgliesh'. Contact will find you. Grand, out.

Behind his spectacles, Runo's eyebrows furrowed. Every member of the Grey Hunt was given a single-word sobriquet for brevity during Sendings: Runo's was "Jersey", Justicar Marsh's (as the handler of Grey Hunt operatives abroad) was "Sandal".

"Grand" was assigned to the leader of the Grey Hunt: the Grand Mistress Lady Vex'ahlia - Baroness of the First House of Whitestone and Coinmistress of the Tal'dorei Council.

Runo lifted the stone to his lips and spoke quietly, "Jersey to Grand. Orders received and understood. Will depart by sundown - expect to be in Drynna within four days. Jersey, out."

Tucking the stone away, Runo then stepped back into the bustling main street - once again the bumbling academic - heading home to a ground-level flat he had in a building on the southern-side of the Residential Ward. Locking the door and drawing the curtains, he started packing a travelling bag for his journey east to the fishing town of Drynna on the coast of Tal'dorei. Once his bag and satchel were packed, he pulled aside the right side of his longcoat and unholstered his true weapon: a pistol. Four silver barrels with streaks of white, and a grip carved from Parchwood walnut. Inset in the grip was a silver seal of the Grey Hunt. Runo checked the chambers, the barrels, the action. Then he reholstered the pistol and covered it with his longcoat.

Slinging his bags over his shoulder and putting a wide-brimmed traveller's hat on his head, Runo locked the door to his flat and started walking east. He had a long way to go...

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Hello!

So, I'm looking to do an RP adventure in the CRITICAL ROLE world of Exandria. My character will be a Grey Hunt operative from Whitestone, dispatched on a mission by Lady Vex'ahlia herself. What will the mission be? And whom will he meet: an OC of your own design? A canon character - perhaps even Vex'ahlia herself?

In either case, long-term, this will be an RP of adventure, sex, and romance. Other kinks are up for discussion; Limits are relatively standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and hiding your dice.

So, if you're up for adventure and eroticism, send me a PM and let's start talking!

BlueTowelWithHoles

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Bidet!

My character is a young (mid-20's) professional consultant - young, but reasonably comfortable (as he's extremely good at what he does). He normally travels around, but recently he's been working from his apartment. He's hired a housekeeper: an older woman (possible options include her being Muslim, Russian, Jewish, Asian, or Indian - but not necessarily). He pays her a reasonable rate and she's competent so he's happy. He finds her a little attractive, but keeps it to himself. They're friendly and polite in their interactions, but they keep it from sliding beyond a "professional relationship".

One day, he overhears a phone call of her's: she's clearly stressed about the costs of her young son's education, not knowing where she's going to get the money. At the end of her day, he call her to his study. He generously gives her a one-off bonus - to help toward the costs, and also because she's been doing a good job so far. He also offers her an on-going bonus: extra pay if she works in lingerie - no touching, no sex - just something nice for him to look at during the day. There's no issue is she chooses not to. She goes home to think about it.

She arrives the next day and is in lingerie. She greatly enjoys it, working happily and occasionally looking over to see her mature form in lingerie. He keeps his word, he takes it no further than just looking (which she greatly appreciates). This happens for about a week, after which she speaks to him. She's greatly appreciates the opportunity for bonus pay, but the costs for her son's education are mounting. She asks if there is a way she can earn a higher bonus, and motions to his clearly-obvious erection...

The start of their arrangement would be a lot of hot and kinky sex, fueled by the thrill of a younger man fucking a much older woman. But over time it turn into a more romantic relationship.

A lot of kinks up for discussion/inclusion; limits are relatively standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, Papayas.

BlueTowelWithHoles

On the balcony of my cabin, I gave off a satisfied sigh and leaned back in my deck chair. With sun shining in a perfectly blue sky, the seas were clear and calm enough to allow the ship to make good speed so there was a nice and refreshing breeze. I looked back down at my lap and smiled....and closed my laptop.

If I had known how conducive to my writing being on a cruise ship underway was, I would've started taking cruise vacations a lot earlier. Then again, my first wife probably would've tried to take me to the cleaners rather than just running off with her physiotherapist. The anger and hurt was enough to drive me to complete a second book - enough to keep me going - but then the writers block set in. I decided to take a cruise to get away and found that there was something about being moving that let the creativity go. It was only the second day underway and I'd already made significant headway through the plotline. Another day or two, and I think I might actually be done.

Deciding it was probably good to take a break, I put my laptop to charge on my suite's desk, put the lanyard with my cruise card around my neck and left the cabin, making my way to the Lido (pool) deck. Given the good weather, it was unsurprising to see the deck was busy - every couch, lounger and sun-chair was full and the place was filled with kids and adults alike splashing around in the pool. The designers of the ship did not skimp on the amenities and every resort-style feature was in use now. Almost everyone (with the exception of the staff, buzzing around in neat polos and chinos) was in swimwear. Some briefer than others, I thought as I passed a gaggle of young women in very revealing bikinis. My sunglasses hid my leering as I made my way to the bar.

I ordered a beer - nothing like a cold beer on a warm day. The bartender scanned my card, adding the item to my account before handing me a tall glass of amber ale, I took a long pull and gave another satisfied smile. My eyes turned back to watch the deck, but then my ears twitched as they caught the conversation behind me: someone was having problems getting another drink as she's reached her drink's package allowance for the day.

Turning around, I handed the bartender my card, "Here - put it in my account." I gave her a smile, "No sense keeping a cold drink from someone on a day like today, right?"

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Okay, so I'm looking to play a middle-aged man with some means that starts a sexual relationship while on vacation. Perhaps you're a young woman (whose on the cruise for an extended hens retreat) that gets impressed/enamoured with his maturity/experience/wealth, or perhaps you're a likewise middle-aged woman (maybe on a cruiser with her spinster girl friends) whose eager to have male companionship - Sell me a concept!

This will be a long-term RP (unlike my character's publisher, I'm not looking for novels here - Ideally, each reply will be 1-2 paragraphs). My kinks are varied and open for discussion (a comprehensive list is in my profile, linked in my signature below); my limits are standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and Credit-Card Surcharges.

So, if you're looking for a cruise-holiday escape, send me a message and we can discuss details! If we mesh, we'll move to Discord

BlueTowelWithHoles