Mature Prompt Post #1
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wanderoverpromptsHey all! As with all things there are a few rules. Nothing too restricting I feel and many of them are in the best interest of others. So lets get to the rules.
1. The prompts must involve Wander over Yonder in some way. Crossovers are fine though as long as Wander over Yonder is one of the fandoms.
2.Anything is allowed. Slash, Het, femmeslash, three somes, whatever. Which leads to the next rule...
3.No kink bashing! Yeah, there may be one or two prompts that will squick you (I'm sure the same will happen with me.) but lets all play nice here.
4. Please post your prompts in the appropriate prompt post. Prompts involving oc's go to the oc prompt post, mature rated ones to the mature prompt post, and safe for work ones in the safe for work prompt post. If you're not sure what post your prompt belongs to, contact me.
5. When posting it's preferred if you put the pairing (or if a gen prompt put in gen.) and kink or a summery phrase of what you're prompting into the subject box. Also put in any possible triggers as warning.
The body of the post of course will be the prompt.
6. You may use anon if you like. Or not. It's your call.
7. Multiple fills are encouraged.
8. You can prompt as much as you want. It is encouraged you do some fills though to be nice.
9. Please tag for spoilers. A spoiler is considered something in a episode that recently shown up until a week. So pretty much each new episode based prompt needs some indication that the prompts contain spoilers until a week since it's premiere on t.v.
MATURE PROMPT POST SPECIAL RULES
This post is exclusively for mature based prompts. Anything goes. All the pairings, all the kinks, go for it. I must repeat one of our core rules here. NO KINK BASHING.
1. The prompts must involve Wander over Yonder in some way. Crossovers are fine though as long as Wander over Yonder is one of the fandoms.
2.Anything is allowed. Slash, Het, femmeslash, three somes, whatever. Which leads to the next rule...
3.No kink bashing! Yeah, there may be one or two prompts that will squick you (I'm sure the same will happen with me.) but lets all play nice here.
4. Please post your prompts in the appropriate prompt post. Prompts involving oc's go to the oc prompt post, mature rated ones to the mature prompt post, and safe for work ones in the safe for work prompt post. If you're not sure what post your prompt belongs to, contact me.
5. When posting it's preferred if you put the pairing (or if a gen prompt put in gen.) and kink or a summery phrase of what you're prompting into the subject box. Also put in any possible triggers as warning.
The body of the post of course will be the prompt.
6. You may use anon if you like. Or not. It's your call.
7. Multiple fills are encouraged.
8. You can prompt as much as you want. It is encouraged you do some fills though to be nice.
9. Please tag for spoilers. A spoiler is considered something in a episode that recently shown up until a week. So pretty much each new episode based prompt needs some indication that the prompts contain spoilers until a week since it's premiere on t.v.
MATURE PROMPT POST SPECIAL RULES
This post is exclusively for mature based prompts. Anything goes. All the pairings, all the kinks, go for it. I must repeat one of our core rules here. NO KINK BASHING.
Sylvia/(Lady) Reader
Date: 2013-09-11 12:25 pm (UTC)Facesitting/69 is not required but highly appreciated! (sylvia'd certainly be able to get some good reach for that, eeeeeeehhhhh????? ohmygodwhatamIevensaying)
Re: Sylvia/(Lady) Reader
Date: 2014-08-27 08:56 pm (UTC)--
Just for One Night
You meet her the same way a lot of people do, all across the Universe-- you're in trouble, and she and her partner swoop in like romantic heroes to rescue you. One minute you're about to be brutalized by three terrifying, boar-like men, and the next, there's this streak of blue and pink across your vision, the men are knocked away like insects, and you're being whisked away to safety. You'd never heard of her or her companion, despite their spreading fame, and you wouldn't be aware of all the good they'd done until later-- but still you sense that you will be safe now.
Her companion is a charming little fellow with a sweet voice and good manners, but you find you can't pay him much mind. Your attentions are centered on her-- this incredible Zbornak, powerful and fierce, yet startlingly gentle with you. Her face, a mask of rage just moments before, softens into a smile that melts you, and her eyes, when they meet yours, take your breath away. She is larger than life. She is much larger than you. And you would do anything to be closer to her.
Her name is Sylvia. When she asks yours, you stammer at first, because you're just that frazzled-- not only by your close shave, but by her sheer presence-- but when you manage to spit it out she repeats it and your heart skips a beat. She likes it, she says. She likes you.
Sylvia and her companion, Wander, spend the rest of the day clearing out those men, those foreigners who'd taken up in your village, and it is a thing of beauty because no one had managed to do it in all this time, and here it only took them a day. And Sylvia fought some of them, but not a drop of blood was ever spilled before an agreement was reached and the boar-like men went away for good. You are in awe once again.
Night falls, and Wander spends his time socializing energetically with the other villagers in the local pub, playing music on that fascinating stringed instrument of his and telling stories of faraway lands that have your fellows gasping and murmuring in excitement. You watch wistfully, wishing you could join them in their carefree merriment, but your mind is elsewhere. You can't stop thinking about Sylvia, her powerful presence, her deep voice, her glistening blue skin....
"Hey, kid," comes a voice from behind you, and you nearly jump out of your skin.
Wheeling around, you see her standing there, Sylvia in all her glory, a small smile on her face and confidence radiating from her features. It's hard to speak.
"Sylvia?" You manage, and she gives a slight nod.
"You don't look like you're having much fun," Sylvia says. She gestures over her shoulder at the stairs. "Did you want to, maybe, come upstairs?" She pauses, then gives a small laugh. "Or, I'm sorry, is that a little too forward? I don'know, in some cultures you gotta mate first and in others it's like shaking hands. Literally."
You flush as you realize what she's talking about. In your culture, it is traditional to mate before engaging in any....mating, but the younger generation is moving away from the old ways, especially now that you're more aware of the worlds outside. These days, your people are aware that many of the points of light that seemed to be stars are really planets, and that many other ways of life exist that could serve as examples to you.
She's come from one of those other worlds, you realize. She's a foreign creature from a place you've never seen, and she's seen and experienced things that to you are completely unimaginable.
With a slight nod, you decide to take the plunge. Why not? After tonight, she may go to another world, and you may never see her again. You may not be as adventurous as she is-- not nearly so-- but you know that if you don't do it now, you may never get another chance, and you will have to live with that for the rest of your life cycle.
And so, as Sylvia turns with that fond smile to go up the stairs, you follow her, your heart pounding in your chest. This is going to be your first time, and you can barely believe that it's going to be with her. In a way, it's an honor. She may have had encounters with all sorts of people in the past, but for tonight she is yours, and you are hers, and no other night before or after this matters.
She leads you to her room, holding the door open for you with perfect grace. You step inside, feeling the gravity of what's about to happen, pressing down on you with thrilling force as she closes the door behind the both of you. You are thus alone with Sylvia.
She kisses you, and you flush as you kiss back. She guides you backward until the backs of your knees press against the bed, and then she hoists you up onto it, stretching down her long neck to keep on kissing you, your mouths moving against each other.
You're spread out on the mattress now, and she removes your dress with surprising ease, followed by the simple wrap you wear under it. You are now bare before her eyes, and the rush makes you giggle in excitement. You'd never imagined your first time would be like this, with a near-stranger, but you can't imagine a better way to spend it, either.
Her long neck gives her amazing reach as she explores your small body with her mouth, licking at your neck, across your shoulders, sliding down your chest to relish your soft breasts. You moan with pleasure and anticipation both as her broad tongue laps at your nipple, causing your breast to bounce slightly. She moves downward, continuing her exploration as she climbs onto the bed, kneeling over you, and you become aware of the heat radiating from her lower body, so close to your own.
You sit up and put your mouth to Sylvia's long neck, licking and nibbling at the tough flesh. You move your hands across her body, unsure as you look for the places that will bring her the most pleasure. You move down beneath her, following the curve of her large belly until you find her most intimate place, and put your hand to it the way you have down to your own self when no one was around.
Sylvia moans, and you feel a rush of gratification. Flipping yourself over, you sit beneath her and slide your fingers inside her pussy, feeling a rush as her wet heat envelops you. You have an idea, then, and lean up to tentatively run your tongue across it. She gives a rumble of approval and stretches down her long neck, and you're not aware of what she's looking to do until you feel her great, broad tongue slide across your own pussy, and your world seems to burst into stars as you give a loud cry of pleasure.
"You okay?" She murmurs, lifting her mouth away.
"D-don't stop!" You moan.
You lean up and hold onto her hips as you put your mouth back to Sylvia's pussy, feeling her tongue sliding into you, deep and thick and incredible. The pleasure rushes through you as you fill yourself with the smell and taste of her, and she fills you with her tongue.
You don't last long under her attentions, the assault on all your senses that takes you to another world and sends you moaning and shrieking into overwhelming orgasm. The pleasure is wonderful and intense and winds you up flat on your back on the bed, gasping for air.
You sit up slowly, and she's looking at you upside-down, swishing her tail lightly.
"Are you alright?" She asks.
"I'm....incredible." You sigh.
But you're not finished yet. You haven't given your brave hero hers yet. So, sitting up now, you put your mouth back to her pussy and start to pleasure her again, trying all kinds of movements and exploring her thoroughly with her tongue until, at long last, she comes with a low rumble, and her juices fill your mouth and cover your face.
Sylvia turns around, panting a little, and sits on the bed, while you swallow what's in your mouth and wipe off your face on your bare arm. You'll remember the taste of her, you think. Even when you find someone who will stick around, a mate-- a female mate, for no male will do, not anymore-- you don't think you could ever forget this night.
She lets you stay with her the night, too. You feel very warm and very safe, lying next to her with her great, powerful tail draped over you, and her tough, warm skin against your soft and pliable skin. No night before or after this one matters, you think. Just lying with Sylvia, that great and wonderful Zbornak, is all you want to know.