#he doesn't snap because he's delusional or unpredictable!

[minniiete]

Hidden Camera

After a long, hard day, and a shot of bourbon, Yui eventually resided and gave into her carnic desire during her shower. Unbeknownst to her, there was a spy camera neatly set up behind the innocent looking mirror of her own bathroom. As she was enjoying herself indulging in her desires, Ryo was watching on the other side through his computer screen, moaning softly while touching his privates, gently stroking himself while blushing at the thought of entering her, or having her use him for her own pleasure. He craved her affection and attention. 

The thought of Yui’s touch alone made his heart rise to a thousand miles per hour. He recorded every second of her playing with herself so he could watch them repeatedly like his most sacred and valuable keep safe in hope no one would ever find out or he would be in big trouble. Weirdly enough, the thought of being caught turned him on even more as he started stroking with more vigour. The sole idea of being found out and noticed by his dear Yui. Oh, even just being able to make her fear him or view him as a creep would make him so happy somehow. 

In the back of his mind, a strange thought did creep up, though. He feared his mom would find out about his degeneracy. After all, he was already trailing off of the noble path she had set for him. That he'd throw it away for another woman, his education, his reputation, all of it. It was a ticking time bomb, a risk to take, but he doesn't mind because it's his sweet angel after all - his one and only beloved Yui. 

As he was having these thoughts, he got snapped out of it by the sound of small gentle moans coming from the screen. Although it was choppy, these sounds had him even more worked up. As he focused back on the screen, he saw that... that delicious look on her face when she's pleasuring herself. It took his mind off of all his worries. 

Ryo was blinded by his twisted love, lust, and passion for his idol. He weirdly does hope to see her again at that book store the next day. He continues pondering alongside the stroking, trying to match the pace at which she was pushing her finger in her vagina, simulating her sensitive spots and ready to make a big wet mess of herself. He truly did wonder to himself if his view of sweet delight would change after he shot his load to this woman. Would his lust corrupt his view of her or would it just make him desire her more, he thought. He knew she was already his to own, to possess, and to protect. That she belonged to him in the future already so his actions are justified and what he was doing was far from immoral or unhinged. He was so deeply delusional, after all. She belonged to him, haunted him till the point he began to mutter, "You're mine. You're mine. You're mine." with every stroke he took. He kept watching her play with her tight pink pussy, stroking her clit, twitching slightly whenever she edged from the pink vibrator. Her pleasure got him so close to shooting so many times, she was just too unpredictable. 

Seeing her softly stimulate herself just put him in such a state of trance and euphoria that it was immense. Everything in front of him got him more and more passionate and worked up making him speed up even more and more. The water running off her thigh, the adorable chest with her perky hard nipples, her tight wonderful red-ish pink pussy wet from all the touching, pulsating. He just kept stroking and stroking and stroking. His vision was blurring by the second as all he could see and hear were her tight unpredictable cunt and her adorable soft moans mixed with the sounds of running water.

She slowly pulled out the vibrator and began pushing the dildo inside her. The big girthy dildo stretched her cunt open as her brain went blank. She started pushing the dildo in and out in a repetitive motion, slowly increasing the speed as her breathing grew heavier. The sound of the dildo penetrating her mixed with the sound of her moans created a gentle naughty melody that almost pushed Ryo over the edge. 

If it's this pleasurable just through the screen he wondered how it would feel actually being there with her, breathing in her warmth, her scent being in her embrace, to be inside her and fill up that cute pussy of her, to make her moan exactly like that to fuck her so hard to the point she cums. He fantasised about hitting her wombs, filling her up with parts of him and making her his. He has never felt this way about anyone ever before. She was his reason, his passion, his guilty pleasure. 

All of a sudden, she suddenly let out a big moan "please faster faster" as she increased the speed at which she was penetrating herself. This in turn caused Ryo to also stroke faster and faster. He wanted to come at the same time as she did to feel as though they were one. She started pulsating and arched her back as she cried in pleasure and reached orgasm, her sweat mixed with her saliva as she laid there satisfied. Ryo promptly came upon such a scene unloading onto his screen, covering it in a messy warm opaque liquid. For a brief second their eyes met as she looked to the mirror. If only all of this was real.

[bluebudgie]

Re: character stories finding an end.

I promise I have characters who retire peacefully and live a long fulfilling life, but those are not the ones that rotate in my head for this topic.

under a cut because: death tw , suicide tw

I just like abrupt unceremonious endings I guess.

Neljje - Got absolutely no set timeframe for this but unless some unpredictable future plot twist gives me any reason to make major changes to his arc he will eventually get killed by chak. All the ley energy knowledge and wilderness survival skills in the world won't help you if you practically radiate the magic that is food for murderous insects several times your size. He has no regrets.

Lahpp - Again no set timeframe for this, but it's a simple truth that his body will sooner or later fail him; already at the current time he has long outlived his predicted life expectancy (the wonders of medicine). Despite making it so far, the thought of his illness "winning" against him freaks him out, and instead of making peace with the situation it only becomes worse the older he gets. He's abnormally scared of death. In morbid irony he would take his own life (a gun shot, likely) in a state of delusional panic just so he can "prove" (to who even?) he was the one in control until the very end. It goes without saying that he really wasn't.

Petthri - Unlike the other two this is one idea for a plausible conclusion to his story rather than a set in stone ending. I really don't know yet what will ultimately happen to him. But one ending I can definitely see is the one where he does actually snap. Tries to break out of the Inquest in an act of very, very tired despair; taking down several labs in the process. Stuff gets set on fire, things explode, it's a mess. He gets shot in a random corridor by unnamed Inquest security. And that's the end of it. If he goes out like this, this happens years before Lahpp's eventual death. (If it's any comfort, I can just as well see Petthri returning to Rata Sum in a far, far away future. I really don't know yet.)

Njálur - His is a special case in the sense that quite honestly narratively I think his story should have ended years ago. But I'm keeping him around because he's a playable character and I don't want to "close any doors" for potential future arcs. That said, this man's life is miserable. The court broke him. Genuinely, wholeheartedly fucked him up. As grim as it is, he hasn't gotten better in years and even though I personally disagree, he doesn't see any way he ever will. If he was part of a novel with a definite end he would have taken his exit long ago.

Lastly I actually have one character who has had his story conclude, and that's my old charr weaver. A pragmatic decision because I wanted to use his character slot for a new character, but ultimately fitting his existing story. He did succumb to chronic illness, but his was more of a bittersweet ending. He was prepared for it (as much as someone can be), he was among loved ones, and he lived a fulfilling life with no regrets. Now he's resting peacefully.

-- Addendum: Njálur and Lahpp deserve therapy tbh but alas I decided to let them be doomed by the narrative and that in itself is part of their character. Letting them find (mental) healing or redemption would obviously be the desirable outcome and it goes without saying that I believe that every person has a chance to get better and find happiness; but as for this fictional setting it'd betray the part they play in the story. Sucks for them ¯\_(ツ)_/¯