This was nothing like what I’d been promised. They had said that I would find someone who would take care of and respect me, someone who I could spend the rest of my life with as long as I worked hard and fought without regard for myself. Ashikabi, what a word. It even meant Master, but at the same time it was a promise. It was a guarantee that so long as subordination was given then companionship would be the result. Then again, most didn’t know what a fucking lie that was.

I thought that he’d been the right choice. I’d been drawn toward him, just like the stories told me I would. I’d gone to him and offered myself, I’d even begged him to take me along, and he had. At first, it’d been almost exactly what I was expecting. While he had refused to fully claim me, at least I could help him around his home and attempt to ingratiate myself to him, maybe that was what was needed to reach the point of a relationship where I would become what I was supposed to be, where I could spend the rest of my life alongside the person I was fated to stay with. Unfortunately, I was wrong.

The average person handles their relationship turning abusive and leading to eventual rejection badly. After all, when someone you trusts decides you’re no longer worth their time it’s not good. The average Sekirei takes it worse. And I was no exception. When you’re told that your destiny is to one day bond with a person and spend your life with them, to serve and protect them however and whenever you can, then finding out that the person you thought was supposed to be yours hates you and what you are is… Traumatic… I have no idea how long I’ve been crying, running, or just looking for someone who can finish me off. That wasn’t what I really wanted though, at least not deep down.

So here I was, sitting outside of a Natural History museum looking around at the world around me. There wasn’t an obvious sign that I’d been crying, just a deep reddening of my eyes. Otherwise I was just your normal 5’8” tall, fit, paradoxically-endowed woman wearing a t-shirt and tight pants and looking for nothing in particular. I was sure I might have an Ashikabi out there still, but I had no idea how to find them…

If you’re still reading after that, thank you! As for the impetus of this prompt, I was feeling in the mood for a more action-y and romantic prompt, and given that I’ve been on a super-human character kick recently, Sekirei seemed like a logical universe to place things in! After all, superpowered women with a vested interest in forming a relationship with someone in order to reach their maximum potential? Sounds like the perfect platform for the blend between a romantic RP and an actionized one. What this young woman is capable of and who she might meet are both entirely negotiable. I want to create the best possible experience for both myself and my partner, no matter the situation that might be in.

Since this RP may be a bit less dependent on sex (there will be sex of course, but it’ll probably be after some emotional development), instead of sharing purely kinks/limits, I’ll opt for likes and dislikes. On the side of likes, I enjoy romance, foreplay, and interaction between characters that leads to natural progression of the relationship, be it fast or slow. On the more action-oriented bent I like powerful characters, high-flying, dynamic action scenes, and demonstrations of power. Finally, from a sexual standpoint I enjoy large breasts, FxM and FxF scenes, sexual exhaustion/endurance play, cum play/cum inflation, enhancement, and teasing. My dislikes are relatively few and far between, with the primary ones being scat, especially gory combat scenes, and hard noncon (dubcon and coercion are ok, rape for anything other than a dramatic, character-changing event is a no-go).

Hope that you see something you like, and I’d love to hear from you. Have a nice day!