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“So, do I get a goodnight kiss?” Chili cheekily asks May.
Stages of Relationships! (Accepting/specify muse)
That cheeky grin of his almost does her in immediately as they stood outside her apartment, her blue eyes meeting his bright, playful red with a raised brow. They’d been seeing each other off and on, and she slowly found herself falling under the gym leader’s spell.
“Hmm... depends, do you think you’ve earned it?” she teased, leaning up on her toes to him, her breath tickling his lips before she grinned, closing the gap between them and kissing him softly.
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(from @rezroleplays) M/F 23, Chili/May
Smut starter call! (Accepting)
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“God - fuck! Baby please, fuck me!” May moaned at Chili’s surprisingly restrained thrusts in and out of her. It had been months since they’d been able to see each other, and when her boyfriend had come to Hoenn to visit, she had expected that she would be fucked hard and fast and raw, being left breathless and exhausted.
But now, Chili was actually thrusting at a slower pace he’d been using before, going so deep inside of her at the position they were using, on their sides with his arm around her, running up and down her front “Fuck… harder baby please…” she moaned out again, her hand finding his.
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((@musesbymeri Continued from here (NS/FW link) ))
“I know…” Chili’s smile was wide and signaled that he was very well aware of the trouble both it and he could cause as he raised his head from her wet, swollen pussy lips, “…but it’s just fun to watch you play the balancing act while you’re talking to him. Plus, it’s kinda like sticking it to the man, in a sense.”
Ever the rebel of sorts, even if he wore a suit most days, Chili found the idea of having May play both her upstanding, good-and-proper ladylike side one moment, all while driving the naughtier, more devious side that she hid from all but him, absolutely mad in the next. He knew it made his own erection throb between him and the sheets beneath him as he lay prone, hands spreading her thighs wide for him to dive back in and sample the slow trickle of womanly come that was dripping from her, even now. Even if she were to deny such a claim that this were arousing, her body was betraying that truth in spades at that very moment.
His tongue moved against her, and gone were the patient, teasing touches that he’d tortured her with while she was on the phone, his own impatience breaking any hope of that, now that he was free to savour her fully without worrying about her moaning into the phone and giving them both away. Each drag of his tongue was long, from the bottom of her slit to the tip of her clit, but rapid in its fervent pace. The flat of his tongue ran across her opening, making sure nothing of her most sensitive region went untouched, before he let the spear end of his talented muscle work at her delicate nub before closing his lips around it, red eyes opening to look up at her with daring intent.
Releasing his mouth from her, he drew up slightly, a challenging look on his features, “Are you going to ask me to stop?”
#}RP#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Flavouring and Spicing#}Champion Coordinator (May)#May/Chili tag tbd#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)#musesbymeri#}Adults at Play (NSFR)#That last tag is my new NS/FW tag#I won't be tagging those four letters in a row because tumblr don't like it#so blacklist that tag if you don't want to see this stuff
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The Embers of Competition → Chili/May
((A starter for @musesbymeri for Chili and May!))
Kalos was a bigger region than he gave credit for, and a hotter one than he had expected.
That was what Chili was thinking over and over in his head as he strode down the road between two errant fields in southern Kalos on his way to Kiloude City for, what he hoped, would be a chance to relax after his training. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be remaining in Kalos after this, and, at the very least, he wanted to take in some of the more famed sights of Kalos.
That, of course, meant the resort on the shores of the southern seas that bordered Kalos. Chili could think of nothing better to beat the heat that came from his fire-type’s training, not to mention the sun that was currently baking him right then and there.
“Are we there yet...” he asked idly and sarcastically to himself as he passed over another hill. He knew very well the answer to the question, being able to just barely make out the city in the distance as the last of Kalos’ hilly slopes gave way to the flats leading to the coast.
At the crest of the hill, Chili gave himself a moment to stop and stretch, “Well, however long it takes, it won’t be longer than all the time I get to spend on the beach and in the spa! I think I’ve earned it-”
Chili had begun to step forward as he spoke, starting to make his way down halfway steep incline that led towards the city. However, he found himself interrupted - he would say rudely, but it was a rock he tripped over, not anything that could ever be classified as smart enough to be rude - by the fall and tumble he soon worked himself into. The man yelped as he tucked into a roll down the grass and gravel of the roadside, unable to stop or do much of anything to slow his descent.
However, the young lady halfway down the hill, however unaware of her service she would be, would prove to be his saving grace. Though he wouldn’t be hers, as his rolling collision with her would cause him to stop, but not before being toppled over, with the well-dressed, though now dirtied semi-gentleman now laying halfway atop her, almost face-to-face.
“Uh... hi...” he let out in a half-measured greeting as he groaned, slumping against her as he tried, but ultimately failed to lift himself up from the pain stinging his varying joints from the rough roll he’d made down the hillside.
#}RP#}The Embers of Competition#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Working the Dough#}Champion Coordinator (May)#musesbymeri#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)
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Where There’s Smoke... → Chili/May
((A starter for @musesbymeri‘s May))
There was no shortage of amenities and accommodations in Hoenn, and especially in the revamped Mauville City. The place was a centric hub of technology and commerce in the region, but half of it was so convoluted that Chili couldn’t find anything he was looking for.
He looked down at the scrap of paper he’d kept for quite a bit longer than he thought he would, and that he realized he should’ve given better treatment than crumpling it in his pocket. Still, it was barely legible in her handwriting, if a bit faded from bled-through sweat in his pocket and the friction of the page’s edges rubbing against one another. The address was clear, but now the trick was finding the place.
He was hoping to see her again too. Staying at the pokemon center, which he’d found completely on accident, in spite of his efforts to actually try and track it down, was a fallback, and one he hoped to avoid for how cramped and crowded it was in a city of this population. There was a hotel too, but Chili had never been great at budgeting, and already, he was having to ration his funds on his journey through the region after a few unnecessary expenditures early on. Staying in this new friend’s place, even if it meant crashing on a couch, was the far better alternative in his eyes.
It took another hour of wandering until he came upon something familiar that caught his eye on one of the upper levels of the mult-tiered, mall-like city.
“Mauville Hills!” he let out excitedly, seeing the bright-lit neon sign that buzzed lightly above the near-pristine doors to the fancy apartment building that managed to tower over the rest of the complex. He let out a small laugh as he let his neck crane up and take in the height. It was something of a penthouse complex, fancy and well-to-do. He smirked upwards as observed the shining spectacle on the edge of the city that overlooked the rest of it, “Of course an ex-champ would live here. Gotta keep it stylish.”
He strode into the building, the doorman stopping him on the onset. However, Chili flashed his Unovan Gym License. It’d been enough to convince people to let him into such places before, and it didn’t fail this time. After all, a Gym Leader was supposedly a prestigious position held up upstanding people. Given his usual garb, and his ability to at least ‘play’ professional for a given moment, it was enough to convince the guard that he wasn’t one of the common riff-raff and was allowed to proceed inside to visit.
The elevator ride was surprisingly short, feeling just how fast it was by the effect of it lurching upwards at the start and the sudden stop at the finish. From there, he stepped out, humming to himself, “Apartment 15, apartment 15, apartment 15…”
He pressed along the hall until he found the one he was looking for, about to knock on the door before he found something off. He sniffed the air, brow furrowing.
“Smoke? What?” his voice was quiet and carried the lightest of worry and concern, being all too familiar with that particular scent. He let himself knock on the door, a bit more loudly than he’d planned to, suddenly rapt with concern.
#}RP#}Where There's Smoke#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Flavouring and Spicing#}Champion Coordinator (May)#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)#musesbymeri
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May/Chili #9? :D
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“Bend over.”
Chili’s voice was unusually stern and strict, and it cameout only half naturally. Sure, he was used to taking an empowered role overMay, but not in this sort of setting, much less in a roleplaying scenario likethis.
Feigning a sort of timidity that vanished as soon as sheturned her body, and consequently, her face, from Chili, May did as she wasbid. What replaced her innocent expression was a smirk of satisfaction thatthey were finally bold enough to do this.
Of course, they’d taken proper precautions. The door to herschool office was closed and locked, they were there long past after hours, and even the cleaning staff had long sinceabandoned the school. The only room lit in the complex was one hallway leadingto the room they currently occupied, and naturally, their current abode.
But the fact remained, that even the idea of doing it here,somewhere outside the safe and secure confines of their home, was one that hadthem giddy with excitement brought about by the sheer naughtiness of theirendeavour.
“I said, bend over!” Chili repeated, this time with tone that brooked moreauthority and severity. May had turned, looking back over her shoulder with alightly teasing expression, only bending slightly. Chili, in his role, wasn’tgoing to have any of it, and applied a study, coaxing force to her downwardswith insistence. His fingers gripped into her shirt to firm his hold on her,not relenting until her whole upper body was flush against the desk, face andhair too.
“That’s a good girl…” his grinwidened, finally finding his connection to the role, teeth lit wide in hissmile as his eyes roamed over her school-teacher uniform. It was professional,but clung to her well, accenting her form in a way that was presentable, butleft him able to picture what might’ve laid underneath.
“Now… about your standing amongthe faculty…” he let out, he paused in his words, not used to having to be soparticular about his vocabulary, so he had to be careful to remain in role topreserve the fantasy, “…I think, as your Principal, it’s my job to ensure afair and unbiased review of your… conduct here.” As Chili spoke, he raised thepatterned skirt, which had once draped down over her modesty, over her rounded,tights-covered rear. Beneath, he could see the outline of her panties, and heran an appraising hand over the soft fabric that only barely muted the heatradiating from her skin.
“I think,” he grinned wider,knowing what was coming as he drew a hand back, undoing the button and zipperon his slacks, letting them clatter to the floor with a resounding clack thatechoed through May’s office, “there’s something you can do to help sway myopinion in your favour.”
May, knowing how much Chili wasrestraining himself for the sake of the role, decided to play dirty to movethings along, knowing that his cock was ready and exposed behind her. Shethrust her body back just enough to press his cock between her ass cheeks andhis abdomen, gyrating her rear up and down to lightly, if clumsily, ‘stroke’his cock, even as she remained in her compromising position.
Chili grit his teeth in surpriseas a pleasured gasp escaped him, allowing her the liberty to treat him for afew moments before he reasserted his authority in both role and as an actor, byfirmly grasping her ass, and shoving her back forward, pulling himself alongwith her with a step forward to ensure she was against the desk in herentirety. His knees pressed between her legs, spreading them open for her sothat she was all the more exposed to him. He couldn’t see the wetness of herslick womanhood yet through the black material, but he knew it was there fromthe scent of it. This was turning her on immensely, and he took a perversepride in it.
“I’ll take that as your consentto this arrangement…” Chili grit out, his tone half-satisfied and half-strainedas he ground his bare cock against the nylon fabric of her tights. It feltgood, but not even half as good as it would in a few moments.
Her own cheeky act ofminiature-defiance moments earlier, added to her glance back as she looked upto him invitingly, wiggling her ass cheeks, even as she pinned him, only spurredhim to cut through this charade and get to the most satisfying part of thisroleplay.
Not taking another moment tospare, not even to remove his shirt, nevermind to the corny dialogue of their almost porn-like scenario, Chili steppedback so as to tear a hole in her tights right where he needed to, sliding hernow exposed panties aside to find her slick pussy waiting for him; red, puffy,and lightly quivering in eagerness for him.
He wasn’t going to be one to denyMay any further, much less himself, and thrust his hardened, red-tipped, eagercock into the woman with one firm stroke, letting out a dragged out moan ofsatisfaction at feeling her inner walls sheathing his sensitive, contouredshaft.
He shivered for only a moment,savouring the sensation just briefly before he moved one of his hands to pinher back down to the desk, the other steadying on her side to hold her inplace, as he brooked no further delay in fuckingher fervently and quickly, right on her own desk.
Chili had to admit, the positionof power, taking her in her own workplace, and knowing she wanted this fantasy as much as he did, made it feel all the better,and made his manhood shudder inside her with every hungry thrust he loosed intoher.
He was going to have to persuadeher to do this again another time, because there was no way once would beenough.
#}RP#}Memetic Mutation#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Bake until Crisped#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)#}Adults at Play (NSFR)#musesbymeri
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Chili hummed approvingly from between her legs, continuing his naughty work with his tongue and lips. He adored how her moans and trilled cries rang out into the bedroom for him to hear. It was a sound that made him feel just that much more powerful as it affirmed that he was assuredly good at what he was doing. Perhaps even great. It was certainly an ego boost to the red-haired man, who already had plenty of it as he drank the arousal readily from between the legs of an ex-champion. There was part of him that was still mystified as to how he’d won her over, but he knew that this was going to be one of the ways he was going to keep her. And it was that thought that spurred him on in his ravenous motions of his lips and tongue.
May’s words, coupled with how she tried to drag him further against her nethers, a task thoroughly impossible to accomplish at this point though still an incredible turn-on to him for how vigorously she went about it, inspired him to drag his tongue out of her, lapping at her slit and ending on her clit with a flair that came from a man who’d worked with food most his life as he drew upwards.
“I got you fired up, huh? I was aiming for warmed up but I guess I’m just that good, aren’t I?” his coy words rang across her sensitive skin as he reached another hand up her quivering abdomen, a quirk to his smile preceding the second of two hands finding her second of two breasts. He gave each an ample squeeze through her bra before he yanked down, dragging the garment off her sensitive mounds, giving himself a moment to look upon the glorious sight of her displayed on the bed with nothing hidden from him.
“You’ll have to take that one off yourself,” he said, nodding to the bra that now hung just above her stomach, “I can’t quite reach that far, unless you want me to take this tongue away from here and replace it with… something else…”
He let the implication hang in the air before he returned his hands, thrumming fingers and all, to her tits and gave an appraising squeeze, loving absolutely how they yielded to his fingers more than they did with the bra obstructing the way. In tandem, he gave a flick of his tongue to her clit, teasing her of what she was missing before he added, “I wonder how fun it would be to actually fuck you while you talked to someone over the phone. But I don’t know… would that be something a bit too dirty for the Upstanding May Takagi to do?”
His wicked eyes leered up at her as he descended back between her legs, another, bolder squeeze of her breasts coming as he plunged his tongue back into her again.
#}RP#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Flavouring and Spicing#}Champion Coordinator (May)#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)#musesbymeri#}Adults at Play (NSFR)
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“I know, and I guess that’s part of the thrill of it, isn’t it?” Chili smirked up at May from between her legs, letting out a cool laugh against her nethers, the hot breath from his mouth working against her wet, sensitive folds, providing her with a teasing touch of sorts without even making touching her.
His mischievous, toothy grin spread all the wider on his face at her response, knowing that the noises she’d made at his touch told him all he needed to know about her wants and needs, and just how readily able he was to provide the actions to meet them. But hearing the words, the admission that dripped shakily from her lips, had him throbbing against the bedsheets, wanting nothing more to cut to the chase and take her in all the ways they both wanted.
But hearing her mewl and beg for him was just too delicious a sound. Not to mention she tasted great on his tongue as well.
He wasn’t ready to give that up just yet.
“That’s what I want to hear, May…” he dragged his teasing words back down between her legs, his tongue seguing from the spoken word to speaking in actions in a smooth way as to not give her any time to react. He eagerly reacquainted his tongue with her sensitive labia, before moving his lips around her clit and giving a long, drawn out suck, darting his tongue out once his mouth popped off her with a wet smack that, in the absence of any other noise in the room besides them, echoed loudly.
His hands wouldn’t remain idle, however, cruising up from her spread thighs, now kept apart by her own will rather than his insistence, as she craved him between them. His fingers drummed impatiently along her belly, loving the feeling of her warm skin beneath them as she rippled at his touch, before he finally came upon his newest targets: her still bra-clad breasts. It was the only article of clothing between them they’d failed to get rid of before her dad had so inopportunely called, but the man wasn’t going to let that stop him so easily.
Through the fabric, he let a powerful squeeze loose from his fingers, feeling both the fabric and the soft flesh beneath yield at his touch, knowing she’d lose it all the faster with him working at her above and below. Chili wasn’t the greatest tactician on the battlefield like her, but he’d quickly learned how to unravel May in short order in the bedroom. To him, this might’ve been the more important of the two theatres between them.
#}RP#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Flavouring and Spicing#}Champion Coordinator (May)#merissinbin#}Adults at Play (NSFR)#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)
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musesbymeri:
Well, she could say she didn’t expect this to happen today, and as the ground settled back underneath her again, she blinked up at the man that had crashed into her, hearing Gizmo’s furious cries from nearby before he got off of her.
“That’s good. That was… quite a crash,” she said with a small smile, taking his hand as he helped her back up, feeling her back stretch and crack back into place from the sudden smack into the ground. “Thank you.”
She adjusted the straps of her bag, hoisting it back onto her back and giggling a little at the charm he was using with her. “It’s nice to meet you Chili. I’m May,” she said, Gizmo stepping in front of her with narrowed eyes pointed at the man. “And this is Gizmo,” she said with a small sigh as she gestured to the furious Glaceon. “Gizmo, c’mon, calm down. I’m fine, I promise.”
Gizmo somewhat relented, no longer glaring at the man, but remaining pointedly between May and Chili.
Chili’s smile rose to prominence as she accepted his offer of aid to get May back to her feet. He took a moment to look over her properly as she stood to her full height, getting a short moment to really drink in the sight of her as she stretched out the kinks in her back that he, himself, managed to inflict on her during the fall-into-hello encounter that led to this moment. Chili, compared to his brothers, had no shame in accepting his fault that he liked to let his eyes roam; and roam they did.
However, he found his attention snapping back to her face, quick as a whip, to try and hide his obvious gawking at the beautiful young woman once she introduced herself. He grinned, trying to play more innocent, but the smile coming off as anything but as he put a gracious hand to his middle and gave a shallow, though decently courteous bow towards her.
“Nice to meet you, May! I promise I don’t usually try to get that up close and personal when I introduce myself, but… I guess that you’re the exception to the rule today!” his grin grew cheekier still as he looked down to the scowling Glaceon, who relaxed their threatening posture. He couldn’t help but admire the ice-type’s burning spirit, if that weren’t too much a contradiction in terms, even as they continued to try act as a protective barrier between the two.
“Quite the Glaceon you have here. Must be nice to have an ice type nearby in weather like this. Better than a whole squad of fire types for beating the heat, I’ll tell ya that!” he threw back his head in a quick laugh at his own joke, happy with how it came out. He knelt down quickly after, tilting his head towards the eeveelution and gave them a wink, “I promise, I won’t be getting that close to your trainer again without asking first!”
At that thought, his eyes darted upwards to May before he stood up again, “Heading towards Kiloude City too? I mean, unless you’re just leaving. It’s the only place around for miles,” he looked about, as though scouting to verify what he’d said was in fact true. Leave it to the man to speak before thinking.
The Embers of Competition → Chili/May
#}RP#}The Embers of Competition#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Working the Dough#}Champion Coordinator (May)#musesbymeri#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)
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“Isn’t Kalos just beautiful, Gizmo?” May asked with a wide grin as she looked at the wide expanse that surrounded them. Sure, Hoenn was pretty, and had its charms, but Kalos was a totally different climate for the duo.
Or, it usually was, but it was an abnormally warm day for the region, so she’d heard from a fellow traveler. Though the sun was beating on them, May and Gizmo had all but adjusted to hot weather, living in a humid region like Hoenn most of the time, and so May, though she was sweating, was eagerly making her way to the next town.
“I think that’s the next city. Looks like we might have to camp tonight. That’s okay with you, right?” she asked.
The usually-picky Glaceon let out a purring chirp of agreement as the duo set off down the hill.
She made it about halfway down when she heard something, and as she turned, her eyes widened when she saw a man rolling toward her with no visible way to stop.
Gizmo jumped out of the way in time, but May was unlucky as the man crashed into her, knocking her down with a yelp.
The sky spun for a second as she got her bearings, hearing Gizmo’s furious cries in the direction of the man, who was now on top of her, their faces so close.
“Uh. Hi. Are you okay?” she asked.
A decent, upstanding man like one of his brothers would’ve immediately hoisted himself from atop the woman on which he found himself now most intimately perched, accident or not. However, Chili was not the quickest on the uptake, nor as proper as his brothers, despite dressing quite alike, save for his choice in colours. Instead, Chili found himself staring at the face of this young, quite attractive young woman for a few long moments as she returned his first, awkward greeting with her own, finding his wits robbed of him by both the shock of the fall and her striking appearance.
However, common sense had to win out eventually, and Chili eventually managed to pry himself up with a pain-wracked groan as he straightened himself up to his full height, a light pang in his back and knees rearing as he felt the recoil of the fall which he’d only briefly forgotten at this impromptu meeting.
“I’m… fine! I think?” there was uncertainty to the man’s voice, but none too urgent as the man shifted weight between legs as he stood up half-shakily, working out a kink in his lower back before he felt confident in his own footing again. Much faster than his reaction to get up, thankfully, was the offer to help her up as he reached a hand down towards her own, “Let me get you back on your feet, eh? Least I can do after all that!”
A small laugh, tinged by the slight hue of embarrassment, but slathered in the man’s usual confidence to cover it up, left the man’s lips as he stooped over to pull the young woman up.
“In case you’re wondering about who it is that just bowled you over, the name’s Chili!” he gave a tooth-lit grin as he spoke, as though this news was supposed to brighten her day. Internally, he was hoping that his charm would allay any ill will she might’ve felt from the impact, not to mention the interruption to whatever she might’ve been up to. Perhaps it would also help calm the yips of the Glaceon at his feet, clearly at odds with how much of an impact a strnager should make with their trainer.
The Embers of Competition → Chili/May
#}RP#}The Embers of Competition#}Muse: Chili#}Era: Working the Dough#}Champion Coordinator (May)#musesbymeri#}Tethered by a fiery red thread (BurningBowTieShipping)
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