Aoko thread

[Anonymous No.]

abuse her

[Anonymous No.]

I would never

[Anonymous No.]

haha what i don't even

[Anonymous No.]

No. Fuck you.

[Anonymous No.]

I'd never abuse Aoko, she's too awesome

I'd abuse Kohaku and Hisui though

[Anonymous No.]

I'd her hair.

[Anonymous No.]

Aoko abuses you, you do not abuse her.

[Anonymous No.]

hay someone post the copypasta of her using her hair!!!1 x3

[Anonymous No.]

I want to sex her up.

[Anonymous No.]

she's short

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Too bad she didn't have a route in Tsukihime

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I got one of these cards of Ayu when I bought Kanon. I've never looked into this game, is it any good?

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>>938022
it sucks

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>>938022
It's a children's card game.

Your guess is as good as mine.

[Anonymous No.]

Someone paste that Roa/Aoko copypasta.

How far has the author of that gotten, anyway?

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>>938022
I like it

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>>938136
this card game could take over the world.

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need..moar..aoko

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SUGOI SUGOI

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Consensual and passionate sex makes me feel awkward. I can only fap to rape.

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moar aoko

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My brain is melting. This is Aozaki... this is Aoko Aozaki, she should have killed me by now, and that’s why my whole body is rigid. But why? Why has even my "thing" down there become stiff. My breathing is heavy. There’s something entirely different here. Michael Roa Valdamjong knows this and with every hair standing up on his body he gets to his feet.
My mind is a blank slate now. I can only act.
“What is someone like you doing here and… WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?"
My head is hot and I feel faint. Aoko looks at me in surprise. Had she actually not noticed my presence until now?
"W-what?"
She must be in shock because she doesn't say anymore. I raise my arm to the other side of my body and backhand her as hard as I can. She flies into the wall and looks up at me, still in complete shock. The building rumbles from the impact.
"A… Wh…"
I walk towards her, grab her by her vermillion hair and pull her upright. She stumbles to regain balance.
“This is a surprise. Aoko Aozaki? Miss Blue? The great sorceress? Enemy of the Dead Apostles?"
To my surprise, my voice is gentle instead of angry like just a moment ago.
"Mm..." Aozaki can only nod meekly. She isn’t fighting back. I can’t quite wrap my mind around it, but there’s something unreasonably attractive about how such a powerful person is crumbling before me like this. Without thought or hesitation I shove my tongue between her lips.
“N--n!”

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Unlike before, she attempts to pull away, but I refuse to have any of that. I firmly hold her in place and continue dipping into her mouth. She persists squirming futilely, as if my touch is stinging her. As her tongue pulls back, I wrap my own around it and force her to take action. She finally lets up, answering my insisting tongue with her own as they begin to tangle and meld. With my captive helpless, I take my time exploring her mouth, enjoying her arousing taste. Finally having crushed her resolve, I break away triumphantly. It must have gone on for longer than I had realized, because even I had to gasp for air at its conclusion.
I look down to meet her blushing, hesitant expression, completely unlike the powerful huntress I was told I would encounter, and anything resembling reason or restraint dissipates from my mind. I put a hand on top of her head and kick one of her shins. She buckles easily and comes to face my raging erection.
"You know why it's like this, right? You were wild and untamed, Aozaki. Someone had to break you eventually."
Streams of tears are rolling down her cheeks as she begins unzipping, unbuttoning, and pushing my pants down to my ankles, not even bothering to resist. She pulls out my thick meat sausage and begins stroking it. It’s more like touching then gripping at first, but it does not take long for the sensations to strengthen as she eases into her role. She embraces my shaft with her slender fingers and begins to rub me up and down.
“Use your mouth now.”
Immediately I feel the slippery wetness of her tongue sliding along my length. The sensation is quite different from her fingers, it’s so much better then them alone, but it’s still not enough.
“Put it all in your mouth now.”
“You mean…?”
“All of it.”

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An expression of distress momentarily forms across her face, still moist from tears, but, following my command faithfully, she takes me into her mouth as if playing an instrument. Her delicate lips engulf my tip and gradually glide forward. Inside her narrow mouth my twitching manhood is acutely aware of her pleasured breathing. I can’t even believe how good it feels. I allow my fingers to wander through her silky red hair and an incomprehensible desire begins to form within my mind. As I do so she continues her work on me with ever so slightly increasing enthusiasm. Stopping momentarily, her red hair shimmers as a blush creeps up her cheeks and she looks into my eyes.
“Can you feel it? Is this good? At first I thought it wouldn‘t fit, but-”
“USE YOUR HAIR.”

I can't believe she's stupid enough to have her hair down all the time and not even realize how sexy it is. She should be using it to please me. She lets out a half-squeal at my loud voice, quickly wraps her beautiful locks around my dick and starts pumping me. I eagerly force my scrotum into her flushed face and she doesn't dare back away from it. On the contrary, the soft flesh of her tongue and mouth caress my head almost nonstop. Her unbelievably smooth hair is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s absolutely breathtaking. This outrageous softness combines perfectly with the friction she’s applying to my penis. I’m forced past my limit. I grab her by the back of the head and shove my throbbing member into her mouth just as a burning heat rockets through it. She desperately struggles to escape, but it’s too late, by the time she’s free I’ve already released my seed into her mouth.

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She bows her head as if ashamed of herself, sticking her tongue out and showing it to be painted white with my semen. A line of the fluid runs from her tongue onto the ground. It’s all she can do to relieve herself of most of it. Having no other choice, she takes the rest of what I offered her and gulps it down. She appears almost dazed by what is happening to her. Warm saliva mingled with some of my own liquids seeps from the corners of her mouth. For a moment she merely lays there frozen, but gradually, feeling seems to return to her body and she begins to tremble. But these convulsions are not out of fear, far from it. She lifts her head back up to face me, barring her gritting teeth, a rekindled fire in her eyes.
“If you really think you can break me, then break me.”
That single gesture of sublime defiance manages to return my penis to an erect state in mere moments. It wasn’t enough. That previous bout was not enough. I’m still not satisfied. I want her again more then ever. I pull her up by her violated hair and lick the glistening droplets of tears from her cheeks. I can’t help but glare at her scowling face with an intentionally smug expression.

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Just as soon as I’ve lifted her I’ve already pushed her back down to the ground. Her powerless body is easy to shove about. She hasn’t blown my face off yet, but at this point I’m in far too deep to stop even if she were to clearly threaten me. Straddling her, I slowly move down her abdomen and, spreading her legs, I press myself between them. I reach out and grasp the perfect breasts under her clothes, a motion that causes her to gasp. She stifles another cry as my fingers tighten. Frantically, she tries to push me back with both hands, but I merely swat them away and press her harder to the ground. With both arms limp and her figure spread wide open, the magician looks at me with naked hate in her eyes. Her burning voice and hostile, aggressive pupils make her look even more beautiful.
I violently tear off her garments. In the middle of it, her lingerie gets stuck on her unparalleled chest, but I simply rip it off. Her breasts bobble as I do so. My breath blows across her stomach and her whole body convulses in response. Leaning down, I bite down on the tip of her right globe and she arcs like a bow. As I knead her luscious mounds, my tongue teasingly dances along her perfect skin. I relish the taste of the flesh between my teeth.
“N… Ah…!”

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She moans in a voice half-mixed with disapproval, half-mixed with pleasure. She’s obviously not used to such feelings, as her teary eyes look upon my fingers with astonishment. Her pink nipples harden regardless of what she’s thinking. In fact, they’re so stiff that I can barely move them with my tongue. Her breasts, likewise, become firm and swell upwards as I squeeze even harder and harder. I bury myself between them. My tongue slithers naturally from her chest to her neck, and I freeze.
At this moment, I could end everything. I could drain the blood of a true magician and be considered invincible, and yet… I just can’t bring myself to do it. I attempted to entrap an unfathomably beautiful women and, somewhere along the line, I was entrapped myself. At this point I no longer could manage with just a doll that possesses her likeness. All my logic fails me. This instinct transcends logic. It’s somehow nostalgic, I mean, after all, this situation is eerily similar to how I became a Dead Apostle in the first place, is it not?
I clench my teeth.
My blood is surging.
I want to take her right now.

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thanks for the 6am story. I fapped twice
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