Random

A few sample posts of nonporn

Considering whose room the Heartless had been staying in for awhile, it was unlikely that he wouldn't think to look up. As soon as he did, he would notice what was watching him, something similar in shape to a Shadow, sunken into the ceiling and twitching softly, lamplike yellow eyes regarding Edmy with curiosity bordering on full interest, head twitching side to side, moving as if it were in a three-dimensional space, when really it was only confined to two. No words were offered, however.

The other Heartless did pull away a bit, slipping along the wall, legs and arms moving strangely to propell it in the different space. It took a moment after Edmy's words, before it slipped back, skittering at a rapid pace down the wall and to the floor to slide out of it and peer with still-curious silence up at him. Despite its form being near-human, it didn't seem to be fully sentient, or if it was, it didn't seem capable of speech. With a proper look, it was very easy to see that the beast was the Keybearer's Heartless, somewhat grown up, and wearing the same kind of slightly goofy clothing that one would usually see on him, rather than the clothes he'd been wearing when he was pulled free once more.

A small cock of the Antiform's head was given at that, and it leaned forward towards the hand; despite the way it moved, it didn't actually sniff, and moved to look it over, and then bring its own claw-hooked fingertips nearby, as if comparing. Still, it didn't speak, but it seemed to have understood the idle question, as those fingers soon gently touched on Edmy's palm. There was communication, sudden, in the form of feeling, rather than words, that of emotions, some strong, some less than. What started was fear, confusion, and then pain, dulled by the presence of Sora's body and soul, not a Heartless' purity, followed by the pain intensifying, the pain of losing two thirds of itself, of becoming nothing more than a Heartless... And then anger, hate, pure fury, the searing purity of feeling the antiform had towards that which had seperated it from Sora. Were Edmy to understand what was meant, and allow a sort of connection through the Darkness, the Antiform would be capable of communicating with its fellow Heartless with more than just those feelings, but with faint pictures and sounds, showing the memory of Azul's attack.

Another quiet, curious look was given to Edmy at that. Revenge? The word wasn't understood, and the concept didn't seem to fit. After a few moments, the smaller Heartless tried to explain, its bizarre communication strongly based in feelings, both in pure emotion, and those of the lesser variety. It pushed forward memories of running from Azul in anger and fear, initially, before it seemed to come to an epiphany that something was different about the massive Heartless. Not long had passed before it found itself drawn back to the man, seeming to display odd intelligence in that matter as it followed him, yet shied away from the Diviner. Overall it was a feeling of curiosity, of confusion, and that was still present until it arrived here, and that feeling seemed to shift towards Edmy as soon as it felt the other Heartless.

And then some of the more explicit ones, proving physical masculinity.

As the smaller Heartless felt the memories being given from Edmy, it slowly, steadily, started to move closer, until it was pressed close to him, and curled against. There was a minute or so of quiet absorbtion time after the memories were done, before lamplike round eyes turned up to Edmy's face, and one had moved, curiously, down his body to gently, and with utter inexperience, cup at the other Heartless' crotch. Its head was cocked strangely, and with a soft look of question on its features, that hand having, admittedly, actually mostly missed what it was curiously aiming for, attempting to mimic some of the touches it had seen in the memories.

With those memories coming through, the smaller Heartless did seem to start to understand a bit better, and pulled back on its eagerness some, letting its lips move to fit over Edmys, rather than engulf them. It was a few moments before that cool tongue moved forward to lap out again, and its free clawed hand found itself around the other Heartless' back.

The dragging claws drew a small shuffle from the Heartless, feelings of warmth given towards the other to indicate that it did, indeed, enjoy the feeling, the light prickles of sensation along its not-quite-skin. When it was picked up, however, it broke the kiss to flail slightly, almost about to try to slip away to the floor when the images of the bed made it through its initial panicked reaction, and it calmed and understood, radiating warmth again.

The clothing seemed to be rather unresponsive to Edmy's attempts to remove it, though after awhile of it, the items just simply melted off in purple-black wisps of Darkness. Anti-Sora hadn't fully understood why they were there, just that they were right, but now, they were wrong, in the way, and it let them disperse, a Darkness-created extension of its own body. What was put on show at that might have been very slightly unexpected; it wouldn't have been a large stretch of the imagination for the small Heartless to be physically genderless or, at the least, underdevelopped, when one considered that its mental state was badly so. Instead, however, beneath the clothing was a black-skinned, lanky teenager's body, fully and properly formed in all areas, though it didn't seem to have managed to find arousal just yet.

With the sudden nudity pressed against him, the smaller Heartless gave a further writhe, and brought its arms up to wrap around Edmy's back and grasp a bit. That felt good... Much better than through his clothes, and he rocked a bit, rubbing up against the other figure almost spastically; the twitchiness offered by his relation to a shadow might actually be a bonus for added pleasure in this situation.