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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

April 14, 2014 08:16PM

3C – Simone Jackson & Erica Stanton

It had been a few days since Simone’s incident in her closet and Erica was pleased with the progress that Simone had made into getting herself sorted out. A trip to meet with a psychologist helped her understand her underlying issues, that had caused the meltdown after the altercation with Pandora’s ex – Brock. On the matter of Brock, Erica contacted Orson; Brock’s brother to let him know in no uncertain terms that Brock needed to make amends with Simone about what happened at the tavern. Since Erica and Orson were now dating, the last thing Orson wanted was to be fighting with Erica over things that happened between his brother and her best friend. It was like the circle of friendship that initially started between Pandora, Kali and Simone had widened, but the break up of Pan and Brock had sent a fracture through that friendship. Brock had been in a terrible mood since he saw Pandora leave the hospital with another guy, an unknown. He started to get weird ideas about the state of Pandora’s relationships with other men, and questioned if she had truly been honest with him about how many men were in her life. She basically flipped him off on the offer of where to stay during her recuperation, opting to stay with Kali, as opposed to staying with him at his apartment. Was she that ashamed of his wealth?

Having Orson on his case about mending things with Simone was now draining him to the point he finally relented, and stopping by a flower shop, he picked up a spray of wild flowers and drove over in his truck to apologize to Simone personally. Maybe in a way this would help him move on with what happened to Pandora, but he truly wasn’t in the right frame of mind to even contemplate seeing her again. He was like a wounded animal – liable to strike out at anything or anyone. Should he really be seeing the recovering Simone?

There was a knock at the door of apartment 3C, and with Erica out on another date with Orson the only one home was Simone. She had been curled up on her couch watching The View and eating out of a tub of Cookie dough icecream with a large spoon when she heard the knock. Surprised that she had a visitor at that hour, she dropped the spoon into the tub and set it down on the coffee table, rising to standing and walked over across the room to the front door. Peering through the peep hole she could see it was Brock Carrendar, and she rolled her eyes as she undid the deadbolts and locks. Pulling the door back, Simone leaned on it casually.

“Come to rip me a new asshole again, Brock?’ Her voice was dripping in sarcasm as she believed he was probably still on the warpath about Pandora. But surprisingly, he pulled out a bunch of flowers from behind his back and offered them.

“I came to apologize, Simone…..here, these are for you.”

Simone paused a moment, looking at the flowers, then up at Brock, whilst creasing her brow. She wasn’t sure how to accept the gift, as it seemed so out of character for him. “For me?” Almost incredulous, before taking the dripping flowers from him.“Uhm…won’t you come in. I’ll find these a vase.” Simone turned slowly and wandered into the kitchen, while Brock teetered on the front door step before finally ambling in. He was shocked at first by the retro decor and was busy looking around taking it all in as Simone peeked her head around the corner to see what was taking him so long. “Can you shut the door. I have some weird neighbors.”

Brock turned and shut the door, but forgot to lock it. This would prove to be disastrous later on.

Simone had found a nice crystal vase in one of the over head pantry cupboards and was filling it with water as she watched Brock pass her and into the lounge. He appeared lost and she said quietly. “Would you like a drink? I have a bar there, if it would make you…relax.” She was indeed worried that he was acting quite high strung around her. The man was troubled, by a lot of things

“I don’t think drinking would do the trick, Simone.” He offered her a throw away look before ramming his hands into his coat pockets. Simone shrugged as she placed the flowers into the vase, arranging them properly, before standing back to admire the overall effect. “There. I’ll put these on the dining room table.” Picking up the vase she walked it over to the small dining table that seated four people. It certainly added colour to the room, and on standing back to appreciate it more, she asked.

“Are you okay?” It was bound to be asked, since he was as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof. Simone closed the distance between them, regarding him thoughtfully. “I appreciate your gesture, Brock….the flowers and the visit, but…you look like shit.”

It was true, he hadn’t slept in days, and was not eating right. The break up with Pandora had really affected him. Simone sat back down on her couch, and muted the television, picking up her ice cream bucket and the spoon. “Ice cream solves everything, least it seems to at the moment.” Simone was trying to make light of the situation, and then patted the seat.

“Come sit, I don’t bite. Well…I do, but only if you ask nicely.” This was said with a small laugh as she placed a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. Brock was reluctant at first, nervously running his fingers through his unkept hair. Finally he relented and sat beside her as they both watched the muted commentators on the television. Brock’s inabliltiy to speak was starting to become clear as Simone offered him a spoonful of ice cream.

“Cookie dough. Everyone loves cookie dough.”

Brock looked unimpressed, but for her sake, he took a bite and looked to be getting an ice cream headache. Swallowing he said. “Not bad.” This had Simone chuckle as she started to relax. She drew her bare feet up under her legs and eased back on the cushions. Her blonde hair was swept up into a loose ponytail, and she had on the barest of makeup. It was amazing the difference it made to see her like this and not the ritzy club dancer come broad way starlet.

Setting down the ice cream bucket, Simone grabbed a cushion and pulled it in tight with her arms as she dared to ask the question on her mind.

“Not gotten back with Panda?”

That was the sixty four thousand dollar question, and Brock was slow to respond.

“She found someone else. Some guy….picked her up from the hospital.”

This was news to Simone. She thought that Brock was the only man in Pandora’s life. She was incredulous in her response.“You’re kidding?” Simone started to feel really out of the loop. Why didn’t she tell her about a mysterious new guy? This was starting to get a bit awkward. Simone shifted nervously as Brock then let it out.

“I asked her to move in with me after her folks were hassling her. When she arrived, Pandora seemed to hate my place, like…it was too extravagant, or something. Then…you know about the….dom…thing.”

Simone nodded as she did. “She rejected that off the bat, right?”

“Yeah…and I am so sorry for blaming you for it. Orson told me what Erica said…and I was totally out of line. You were just trying to help and I fucked up and ripped into you.”

It was a first to hear a guy actually admit fault and that he was wrong about what happened. Maybe he was wrong about the mystery guy at the hospital too. Simone wasn’t sure if she should press the matter, since he was on a roll with trying to convey his feelings.

“Yeah…heh, I was not having a good day that day.”

Brock turned to Simone, and he took her hand. At first this stunned her, cause she didn’t think he was the touchy feely type. He stared into her eyes and said what should have been said all along. “I’m truly sorry. I heard about what Kristian did, and then felt like a right asshole to blame you for my mess with Pandora. I’m so glad Erica found you before….”

At this Simone pulled her hand away and turned her head. She didn’t want to go down this road again. Even if he was apologizing. “Thanks…but…yeah, I don’t really want to get into it.”

There was an awkward silence for a moment as Brock was tossing up if he should leave or not. By Simone’s body language he was getting the feeling he should. Rising up, he then asked. “Mind if I use your bathroom?” Simone looked up and then pointed to her bedroom. “Just through my door and to the right.”

Brock raked his fingers through his hair again, and then rose up off the couch, heading off into her bedroom. When he got in there, he was suddenly shocked by what he saw. Art black and white nudes of Simone lined the walls, one of which was with her as a dominatrix, with a man in a mask bent down on all fours, her black pvc boot pressed into his back. Brock had no idea that Simone was into the lifestyle, or if they were just for art. His jaw nearly hit the floor, and he almost forgot about the bathroom. When he did go in there, that was worse. More art pictures, naked and otherwise.

Brock was taking an incredibly long time in the bathroom, and since Simone had finished the ice cream, she was up putting the empty bucket in the trash. Curious, she wandered into her bedroom and then spied him in her bathroom…the thing that was shocking, was that he was beating off to her image on the wall.

“Woah…” Simone said, turning around as though she had just seen something she shouldn’t have. Brock heard the cry and then looked out to see Simone standing there, with a bit of ice cream on her bottom lip. For a moment both just stood there – frozen.

“I …I..err..” Brock stammered as he tried to hide what he was doing, but failing. If anything, Simone found it a bit comical, and she finished his sentence. “You’re an art lover….I like that.” This broke the ice somewhat, and Brock’s cheeks flamed. It was then……the situation changed. Simone wandered into the bathroom, as Brock was still fully erect and with his hand on his member. There was no escaping the fact that he was good looking, and….by all accounts available. Simone reached out and touched his cock, that twitched at the feel of her fingertips. Her eyes cast up to his and she smiled, saying.

“I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Brock bucked into her hand slightly as he looked at the small drop of ice cream on her bottom lip. “You…you have ice cream…there.” Simone licked a bit with her tongue as she started to stroke his length. “Lick it off.” It wasn’t asking, she was telling him too.

Brock lunged at Simone, licking her lips with a hunger that came from seeing all the pictures, as well as the need to be dominated. The ice cream did taste good. Within minutes the pair were kissing each other hungrily, with Simone still teasing his shaft with her vigorous strokes. Brock was moaning between the kisses, as Simone led him out to her bedroom. Fumbling hands removing each other’s clothing, shedding it to the floor. The room would become heated from the eruption of passion between the pair. His cries begging her to fuck him, and her teasing giggles as she took him to the edge and back. Soon they were on the floor, with Simone having mounted her new lover. Riding him hard, as she pinched and teased his nipples. Brock bucking beneath her frantically, as he became intoxicated by her wild ways. Blonde hair falling free down her back, while her nails scratched at his chest. It was not love making…just raw sex.

“Fuck me like you hate me!” Simone cried as Brock gritted his teeth, rolling her over and taking her wildly from behind. Gripping her thighs and pounding into her with wild abandon.

If only he had locked the door.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

April 14, 2014 09:26PM

Apartment 7D – Pandora

It had been a few days since Pandora had checked herself out of the hospital in order to see Simone. She was pleased to get an update from Erica that Simone was seeing a professional therapist and that she was making progress.

“If only my own life was as easy as that.” she muttered to herself.

Being stuck in her apartment all day, every day was starting to grate on her nerves. She had been on the phone daily with her mechanic, wondering about the state of her bike, hoping she had enough money for whatever repairs were needed. He assured her that everything was good and she would have her bike back before the end of the month.

As far as finishing school, she had contacted her adviser at the college, who told her she had the right amount of credits to graduate with the rest of her class, taking that worry off her mind.

She had wanted to give Simone a few days to herself, limiting her contact by phone calls and text messages. Simone would always tell her about Erica’s new fling with Orson, making Pandora start thinking of Brock for a few minutes before she viciously cut those thoughts off. He hadn’t spoken a word to her since he left the hospital, and on her arrival back at her apartment, had found all her things standing in a neat pile outside of her apartment door with a note from Kali’s driver, Taylor.

“These were dropped off for you upstairs so I brought them down.”

She had shredded the note into tiny bits of smoldering confetti, angrier then she’d ever thought possible.

But she was so bored.

She wanted to go to a movie and thought that maybe she could coax Simone into going with her.

She had tried calling her phone but Simone either had it on silent or it was off because it always went to her voicemail after a few rings. Sighing, she struggled to her one good foot, with the aid of the cane she’d been forced to use. She would simply go downstairs and ask.

Grabbing the vase of flowers she had picked up on one of her rare trips out to give to Simone the next time she saw her, she left her apartment and headed for the elevators.

She hummed along with the music that was playing before the doors opened on the third floor. Hobbling carefully, she made her way to Simone and Erica’s apartment.

Apartment 3C – Simone & Erica

Now as friends often do, there was no problem with them simply showing up unannounced. It made their lives interesting. So Pandora thought nothing of it as she entered Simone and Erica’s apartment. The TV was on and there was a pint of ice cream sitting on the table. She heard a noise coming from Simone’s bedroom and clutching the vase tighter so she wouldn’t drop it, she made her way in.

A single light was on but there was no sign of Simone. The light was on in the bathroom and the door was slightly open. The muffled sound came again and she realized that Simone must be there. Worried for a moment, she made her way over and pushed open the door, Simone’s name on the tip of her tongue.

In life or death situations, sometimes a person’s life would flash before their very eyes. Moments of happiness, sadness, rage, pain and anger, pleasure and love. All running through a person’s mind like a slow motion film.

Pandora wished right then and there the floor would open up and swallow her whole.

She saw too much…and wished she hadn’t.

The vase slipped through her nerveless fingers and smashed to the floor at her feet, startling the two people who had meant the most to her in the entire world.

A pain like she’d never known, stabbed her in the heart.

“The…door…was open…I was…worried…” she whispered, feeling something lodged in her throat. She recognized the feeling. She was going to cry. She never cried. She hated crying. “I’ll go. S-S-Sorry.”

Turning awkwardly, she quickly left, not bothering to speak another word. She was just…numb.

Erica and Orson were coming out of the elevator when Pandora rushed past, tears streaming down her cheeks. She ignored them, needing to get away, needing to be alone…needing something to kill this feeling that had suddenly taken over her body.

She finally recognized it for what it was…

Betrayal.

Not bothering to return to her apartment, she hobbled out to the street and hailed a passing taxi. She just needed to go anywhere but her own apartment. She had to get away from the rage and pain and anger…

Before she committed murder.

“Where to, miss?” the driver asked her as he pulled away from the curb.

She didn’t hesitate.

“King County International.” she stated, swiping at her eyes and struggling to contain her emotions.

“Taking a trip?”

“Yeah.” she admitted, not saying another word until he dropped her off at the terminal.

She made her way to the desk and pulled out her wallet.

“How much for a flight to Hawaii?”

“First class or Economy?”

“First class.” she stated, pointing at her leg. She needed the room to stretch.

“$540 round trip.”

“May I get a ticket please?”

“Do you have any luggage to declare?”

“Just the clothes on my back.” she chuckled, dangerously close to falling apart once more. The clerk sensed that this young woman had been through something horrible, possibly running away from an abusive boyfriend or husband and felt pity for her. She did something in the computer, bringing the price of the ticket down for Pandora.

“That will be $435. I gave you a discount for the non-luggage.” the clerk smiled. Pandora blinked in surprise for a moment before accepting such kindness. “Would you like some help getting to the plane? We can board you first so you don’t have a struggle with the other passengers.”

“I would appreciate it. Thank you.” Pandora nodded, swiping at her tears. The clerk passed her a tissue without a word, calling for someone to take Pandora to her gate.

“Good luck, hon.” the woman called as Pandora was helped onto a motorized cart.

First Class

She thanked the flight attendant for helping her find her seat, and waited anxiously for the other passengers to board. She didn’t relax completely until the plane door was closed and locked and they were taxiing down the runway.

She would call Kali when she got to her hotel so she wouldn’t be worried. But she needed to get away…before she did something unforgivable…

Once the plane was in the air, only then did she allow herself to cry…

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

April 14, 2014 10:20PM

Apartment 3C – Simone & Erica

Both Simone and Brock were so caught up in the moment, that they didn’t hear the padding of footsteps approaching, until it was too late. The door moved slightly then the crash of the vase on the floor brought them both to their senses as each looked up to see a shocked Pandora standing there.

“The…door…was open…I was…worried…”

“God…Pan?!” Brock blurted out, his brow covered in sweat as he stared up at her with wide eyes. What was she doing there? How much had she seen? Beneath him, Simone was just as shocked, and reached for a towel to try and cover part of herself from view. But really, the cat was out of the bag, and they had been caught having sex.

“I’ll go. S-S-Sorry.”

The tearful expression and the way Pandora fled the room had Brock trying to pull away from Simone, his heart breaking even further. He had thought she had someone else, and had given into temptation with Simone after seeing all the art on the walls. He tried to give chase, only to run into his brother Orson and Erica.

“BRO!…Where’s your pants?”

Erica’s jaw dropped and then cried out. “Where’s Simone?”

Simone came out, having wrapped the towel around herself hastily. “Right here. Where’s Pandora?”

“I want to know why my brother is naked.” Orson said, as Brock ran up and down the hall. “PAN!” He screamed out, as one of the neighbors opened the door to see a naked Brock. She grabbed her baseball bat and ran at him. “PERVERT!”

Nearly being struck with the bat, he ran back for Simone and Erica’s apartment and slammed the door. Erica had her hands on her hips and struck a fierce pose. “WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!” Orson saw the empty ice cream container and then looked at the half naked Simone. “Got anymore of that?” Simone stared at him incredulously, as Brock ran past to go put his clothes back on. He had to find Pandora.

Erica glanced at Simone and said. “Well?”

Simone shrugged her shoulders lightly as you could hear Brock grunting trying to get his pants back on in her bedroom.

“Brock, brought me flowers and apologized….and….then…”

Erica was again looking like she was going to die.

“You….fucked him?”

Simone held up her fingers to make a symbol of only a little bit. But Erica knew Simone, and she never did anything by halves. It was clear that Pandora somehow got in, and caught them. Orson was in the fridge as his brother came back out. Erica whopped him one on the arm. “You fucked my best friend!”

Brock growled at her as he was trying to go catch Pandora.

“It was a mistake.”

At this Simone blinked.

“Oh…so I am the rebound girl. Typical.” She said, sinking back onto the couch. Orson wandered over with another bucket of cookie dough ice cream and two spoons, handing one to Simone. “Ice cream solves everything.”

It seemed to be a common theme for the day.

Simone and Orson started to share the ice cream as Brock did up his jeans.

“I gotta go find Pan.”

This was when Erica piped up. “I saw her get in the lift….but it was going down.”

With that in mind, Brock raced out the door, slamming it behind him. Would he find Pandora….and was it too late to save what they had.

Rolling her eyes, Erica stormed over and grabbed the ice cream bucket from Orson, snaffling up the spoon. It was just one of those days. She shook her head at Simone and sighed as she helped herself to the ice cream.

“I think you just nuked your friendship with Pandora.”

That was a fairly accurate statement.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

April 14, 2014 10:48PM

On the Plane to Hawaii

It had taken some time, but Pandora finally got her turbulent emotions under control. The flight attendent that had helped her before kept checking to see if she was okay, having accidentally seen Pandora sobbing her heart out. She had kept the young woman company through the first couple of hours of the flight until she felt Pandora was okay enough to be left alone. She even took the time to call up a hotel in Hawaii to arrange for Pandora’s stay there.

The attendent had pointed out the phone beside Pandora’s arm and told her that if there was someone she needed to call, she was more then welcome to. She then left Pan alone to tend to her other duties.

At first Pandora had no idea who she would call, then decided that Kali needed to be made aware that she was going out of town for a couple of weeks.

She got Kali’s voicemail and left a message.

“Kal..it’s Pan. Listen…um…something’s come up and I need to get out of town for a couple of weeks. I’m on a plane right now, headed for Hawaii. I figure I could use some time in the sun…get away from the problems there and get my head on straight. I’ll call you when I get to my hotel. Love you. Bye.”

She hung up the phone and decided it was safe enough to take a pain pill. Her leg was throbbing something fierce. Looking, she noticed she was running a bit low. Checking the number on her prescription bottle, she called the doctor’s office and got his answering service. She told them her name and let them know she was running low on her pain medication and that she needed a refill wired to the hotel phramacy in Hawaii.

Second call down…one more to go. She called her adviser and let her know that she wouldn’t make graduation ceremonies and that they could mail her diploma to her apartment. She explained that an emergency had come up and she was going to be out of town for a few weeks. Her adviser assured her that her diploma would find its way to her mailbox with no problems.

Pandora thanked the woman for everything before she hung up the phone. She sat back in her seat with a sigh as the flight attendent brought her a small meal to eat. Pandora’s stomach growled as the smells hit her nose and she thanked the attendent once more before she began to eat.

Maybe she needed this time to herself, to make some hard decisions about her life.

She was unaware that her life was about to get even more complicated.

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

April 14, 2014 11:42PM

Escala Luxury Apartments

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“Don’t Know What You Got (Till It’s Gone)”

I can’t tell ya baby what went wrong
I can’t make you feel what you felt
So long ago, I’ll let it show
I can’t give you back what’s been hurt
Heartaches come and go and all that’s
left are the words I can’t let go
If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time let me know
If you really wanna go

Don’t know what you got till it’s gone
Don’t know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It’s just this song
And it ain’t easy to get back
Takes so long

I can’t feel the things that cause you pain
I can’t clear my heart of your love
It falls like rain, ain’t the same
I hear you calling far away
Tearing through my soul I just can’t
Take another day, Who’s to blame
If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time let me know
If you really wanna go

Don’t know what you got till it’s gone
Don’t know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It’s just this song
And it ain’t easy to get back
Takes so long

Do you wanna see me beggin’ baby
Can’t you give me just one more day
Can’t you see my heart’s been draggin’ lately
I’ve been lookin’ for the words to say

Don’t know what you got till it’s gone
Don’t know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It’s just this song
And it ain’t easy to get back
Takes so long

Brock ran out of the apartment building foyer, his chest pounding as his eyes searched for any trace of Pandora. He can’t believe she caught him in his weak moment with Simone. He was a swirl of emotions, as he turned around and around. But she was gone.

Where could she be? Where did she go? How was he going to find her?

“PANDORA!”

He screamed on the top of his lungs – his face etched in sorrow and pain.

Slowly he lowered his head, defeated. Inside he knew that in his error of judgement, he had just destroyed any level of trust, of friendship with the woman he truly loved. The clouds outside the apartment building started to swirl with a black ominous tone. So much was unsaid…so much unknown. All the things he didn’t tell her….parts of himself that were still a mystery.

Within him, the inner demon roared to be let out.

Clenching his fists, he wandered over to his truck and then smashed his fist hard into the side of it with all his might. Breaking the skin and causing his fingers to bleed. But the pain would not be enough to sate his anger, to hate himself as much as he did. He didn’t deserve her. Fueled with self loathing he got in behind the wheel, and drove off into the night.

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Wintervine – House of Laegess (10) – Mirari : The Forest of Ashes.

26 Wednesday Mar 2014

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Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 25, 2014 06:19PM

King’s Chambers

Sensation upon sensation crowed through her body as her husband continued to touch, tease and caress her.

He slipped a hand from beneath hers, sliding it down her body in a slow and teasing movement until reaching the apex between her thighs. Her knees threatened to buckle at this first intimate touch to her body and the gasp of air she released into the air was husky in the extreme.

His arms still around her, he rocked his pelvis back and forth against her ass, pressing his hardness deeper into her body. “Sirus!” she moaned.

Ignoring her pleas, his fingers moved further, deeper, sliding between her folds, slicking themselves in her dewy moisture. She cried out as he pressed against that little nubbin of flesh that caused her breath to catch and her knees to nearly buckle under the force of the pleasure now rolling like a wave through her body.

Sirus buried his face in her neck, his teeth nipping at her, his tongue licking across her sensitive flesh. Three different sensations attacking her body, lost in a sea of desire so heady, she didn’t know which end was up. She needed more…wanted more. Of their own volition, her legs spread a little more, giving him full and complete access to her body and all that entailed.

“Oh, please! Please! Please, my love!”

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March 25, 2014 09:43PM

King’s Chambers

Lost in a sea of pleasure that came from the rhythmic rocking of the newly crowned royals, Sirus himself was having trouble with the slowly slowly measure of letting Tempest experience their first coupling. Tempest was like a rose bud, that was closed all through the cool of night, and then bursting open with dew dotted petals, as the rays of the Sun warmed her to the core. Little by little, her inner beauty was rising in it’s splendor. The new Queen’s cries for Sirus – begging him by name to go further, push onwards was like sweet music of a choir girl, with her arms raised in praise. For joy….

Sirus withdrew himself from her, pulling back. It was time she witnessed just what an effect Tempest was having on her beloved. If she dared to turn around, he would place a hand on the tie of his pants, slowly pulling it so the waist would become loose. Dropping low enough for her to see the small trail of hair that went down to an awakened bulge. Sirus let the pants fall so far, before running his own fingers across his wash board stomach.

“Now the game requires your hand….and you can grant me another kiss.” The new King teased.

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Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 25, 2014 10:08PM

King’s Chambers

Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, everything stopped. Her eyes snapped open as Sirus stepped away from her, taking his body heat with him. She whirled around to stare at him, body flush with the desire he had heaped upon her.

His eyes, deep pools of want, pinned her in place and she couldn’t help but watch as his hand moved to the ties of his breeches, slowly drawing them open. She licked suddenly dry lips as the material loosened enough for them to ride low on his hips, giving her a glimpse at the trail of hair that disappeared into the waistline.

Her eyes went wide when she saw the bulge in the material.

The material seemed caught and fell no further as he ran his hand over his abdomen. She glanced away, blushing the whole time.

“Now the game requires your hand….and you can grant me another kiss.” he teased. Her eyes snapped back to his.

He wanted her to touch him?

She blinked. She’d never touched a man intimately before. “This is your husband, silly girl, not some stranger you met at the brothel. Time to put away such childish antics. Can’t you see he wants you? Look at him, you silly wench! Really look this time!”her inner voice chastized her. With eyes of a girl about to take a giant step into womanhood, she took time to look him over. His eyes, as blue as the sky on a sunny day, only had eyes for her. Down over his aquiline nose, cheekbones…he had his mother’s look…down over his pectorals…down across his abs…eyes catching on that quite prominent bulge…he really and truly wanted her, his wife, his Queen.

Nervously, she licked her lips before taking small, timid steps toward him. In his personal space, she could smell his musky scent and was overwhelmed by it…by him once more. She reached up a hand, letting out a small laugh at how shaky it was and lightly pressed it to his chest, her palm over his heart. A muscle twitched beneath her hand and she let out an “Oh!” of surprise, her eyes glancing up to his as she did so. There was that teasing smile on his face and he gave her a small nod, letting her know it was all right to explore to her heart’s content.

Licking her lips again, she pressed her other hand to his chest, opposite, feeling the strength of him beneath her. Gulping hard and keeping her gaze focused on her hands, she moved them over his body. Up and over his shoulders. Down his arms and fingers. Across his abdomen…here she sucked in a breath of wonder as the skin tensed beneath her hand. She dared not go any lower then his belly button. Instead, she smoothed her palms over his hips and around his back, feeling the play of muscles as he moved. This brought her into close contact with his body…and the hardness that was now pressing into her hip.

As for a kiss?

Inhaling, she leaned forward and pressed a small, but tender, kiss to his chest, right over his heart.

Her eyes snapped up to his and she had to swallow a few times to be able to speak properly.

“Twas that the kiss you spoke of, My Lord?” she whispered, her voice husky with desire and no small amount of nervous teasing.

Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 25, 2014 10:31PM

King’s Chambers

Up till now, the King had been the one leading the dance of love. His gentle caresses and exploring fingers – lips that suckled the skin of her neck found the taste to be delicious to the senses. But what fun is there if his Bride could not explore him also. They say that a true dance is of two people, and he planned to let her take the floor. He knew this was her first time, and wanted it to be one that she would have emblazoned in her memory for all time. Sirus might have been teasing in the way he touched himself, strumming his chest, and then letting the pants sit just shy of his hips. So close to falling to the floor with a slow and gentle hand.

Sirus’s blue eyes shone as he watched her approach with a licking of dry lips, an almost doe like way about Tempest – nervous and unsure, but so full of want. Oh yes, he knew that the heat of flame had been stoked and that the embers burnt white hot beneath her flesh.

A single touch and his muscle instinctively flexed beneath her digit. Sirus continued to watch her, his head bowed as he took this all in. Finding a tremendous attraction in having her feel his naked flesh for the first time. Her nervous laugh caused him to chuckle softly. He didn’t speak however, not wanting words to spoil this moment. As her hands began to move across his body, from his shoulders down, Sirus released a moan of exquisite pleasure. So soft her fingers were. It took a great deal of will power not to seize her up and lay her down upon the bed. He rolled his shoulders and stuck his chest out proudly. His engorged member now lifting and twitching beneath the fabric of his pants.

At last, the young Queen dared to plant a kiss upon his chest. Supple lips of pink, so ripe, and when she had broken from this, and asked if this was the kiss he spoke of, he shook his head.

“I was after something…a bit…wilder.”

That said, he enveloped her, his hunger now reaching a point of no return. Gone was the sensual slow dance of their bodies, and his lips punished hers with a force that would dare take her breath away. A darting tongue entered past her lips, tussling with her own, as he walked her backwards, one eye on the bed, and then stopped as he broke the kiss.

Panting heavily, he untied his pants in a final gesture that now she was to see all of her King.

The pants which were made of a light fabric pooled to the floor, and Sirus was like that of a prize fighter. His muscles flexing, his cock thick and aroused. Sirus scooped his bride up and placed her on the bed, crawling over her -looming as his hot breath would be melding with her own. Her legs parted he lowered his hips down, and began to run his length between her moist folds, all the while watching her face. Teasing her…before he would take what always belonged to him….her virginity.

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Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 25, 2014 11:03PM

King’s Chambers

Love is often gentle, desire always a rage.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966

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Tempest stood with baited breath as she awaited her husband’s answer. He was staring at her with an intensity that nearly made her weak in the knees.

“I was after something…a bit…wilder.” he finally replied.

Before she could ask his meaning, he swooped down on her, his hunger for her past the point of no return and needing to be assuaged.

The kiss that he graced her with left no doubt in her mind that she would wake up tomorrow morning a woman at last.

His lips crushed against hers, his tongue plundered her mouth like a pirate raiding the seas, tangling with her own. She moaned into his mouth as he walked her back toward their bed and all she could do was hang on and pray she didn’t melt into a puddle at his feet.

He broke their kiss, panting heavily. It seemed he was not as unaffected as she was and the woman living inside of her did a little dance.

With a final gesture, he fully untied his pants and let the material fall to the floor. She wanted to cover her eyes as she saw her first naked man (who wasn’t her father) in her entire life. But she couldn’t look away if she tried.

He was thick and full, his balls hanging low between his legs. Her breath caught in her throat and words failed her at that moment.

But no words were needed as she was scooped into his arms and placed on the bed. He loomed over her, his hot breath teasing against her lips before they claimed her once more. Her body, tense before, went lax and her legs fell open before him, allowing for his body to snuggle between them. She gasped into his mouth as his full hardness pressed against her slick folds. He drew back to watch the emotions play over her face as he teased her thus.

Her eyes were closed, her breathing harsh, nipples hardened peaks brushing against his chest, causing shockwaves to flow through her. She didn’t know what to do with her hands, so placed them on his shoulders to anchor herself.

“Please…don’t make me wait any longer…be my husband…be my lover…be my mate…” she whispered, dragging passion-filled eyes to look up into his own. She was ready, her body was telling her she was ready. All it required was one final step…

She whimpered as she felt the head of his cock slowly begin to breach her body…

Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 25, 2014 11:20PM

King’s Chambers

“Please…don’t make me wait any longer…be my husband…be my lover…be my mate…”

“Be mine.”

Only two words…the last he would say for a while. With their foreheads pressed against each other, Sirus closed his eyes. The head of his cock was right in position – hovering over her hymen, the last part of her youth. The King’s brow creased as he started to push the smooth head, tearing her hymen in one movement, as her waiting inner walls would no doubt struggle with the incoming member. Thickening and expanding her insides. Blood and juices melting together to allow the slick insertion till he was in full.

Sirus brought his mouth to cover her own, and stifle her cries, as he felt the pain and erotic pleasure of finally being inside his most treasured. His full body covered her own, dominant and forceful. A King, through and through. He slowly drew back, his backside rising as he slid from within her, till reaching a point where he almost escapes, only to plunge back inside. His head rears back and he lets out a guttural roar. Eyes of blue wide open, his face a mix of emotions.

She was worth everything, worth the wait, and now he basked in the glory of her bounty. He could die at this moment, and be happy.

From here Sirus started slow thrusts, each one he would gaze down at her -stealing a kiss, then coming up for air. His chest rising, expanding as his lungs filled with air. Snorting out his nose as the fire was flaming through him, and he became lost within their combined passions. She no doubt would be trying to catch the rhythm, the pace he was setting. One thing was for certain, with all the foreplay that had gone on before, there was certain to be a very quick climax.

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Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 26, 2014 04:04AM

King’s Chambers

“Be mine.”

Two small words that held a lifetime of promises. The only words spoken in the quiet of their room for some time to come.

Sirus pressed his forehead against hers and Tempest closed her eyes as she felt him press deeper into her body. He fetched up against her maidenhead, that last protective barrier against leaving her childish tendacies behind and moving foreward into womanhood. His muscles beneath her hands were tense.

She hissed out a breath at the slight pain.

It wasn’t supposed to hurt.

Before she could stop him, he pressed home in one fluid movement, his mouth covering hers as she let out a cry of pain, tears leaking from her eyes. Her inner muscles struggled to accept this new intrusion as she struggled with the throbbing pain, wanting it to stop.

He pressed deeper, trying to soothe away her pain with his kiss, whispering that the pain would vanish in a moment, hoping she would understand.

But the pain made her incoherent. She did not want this, she couldn’t do this. She just wanted it to stop.

Then the intense pain became a slow, dull throb and as he slid from her and pushed back in, the dull throb became a slowly building pleasure. As she had yet to open her eyes, she heard a gutteral groan above her. Was he in pain too? Did it hurt as much for him as it had for her?

She slowly opened her eyes to a most wonderful sight. Her husband’s face, slack with the pleasure he was seeking within her body. There was such a look of wonder and love in his eyes as he stared down upon her that it brought a tentative smile to her face, and a few more tears leaked from her eyes.

There was the slow build-up to pleasure as he moved against her, and a particularly sharp-angled thrust against her womb caused her to gasp out loud – not in pain – but in a way that there was no mistaking she was beginning to enjoy the process.

Her eyes fell closed as her head fell back against the pillows, her body’s natural instincts trying to find its own rhythm. Her left leg slid up the side of Sirus’s hip, allowing him to go even deeper and she cried out passionately at the sensations this caused.

There seemed to be no end to the spiraling feeling within her and as her body succumed to the pleasure, she clung to her husband with everything she was, feeling herself rocketing out of control.

A final thrust…and her world exploded…

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Re: (RP) Wintervine – House of Laegess – The Forgotten Lands

March 26, 2014 04:56AM

King’s Chambers

That moment…that wonderful moment when he saw the droplets of tears in his beautiful Tempest’s eyes – Sirus knew the pain she had just experienced, but he also knew that following that pain would be pleasure that reaped its own rewards. With her clinging to him for dear life, he let nature override his senses. Driving her body on…joining with her in the most intimate way. His breath ragged, harsh…and then sealing her lips with kisses as they molded together to become one.

In the hush of the King’s chambers, the gentle squeak of the bed frame went in rhythm with the cries and moans that escaped their lips as they were about to reach a powerful crescendo. Sirus kissed away all the fallen tears, but then felt her tightening. A quickening of the heart. She was almost there…he was so close.

Then the widening of her eyes, melding with the force of her inner walls pressing upon him as she released what would be her first ever climax. Grunting the King was to join his beloved, riding through the ecstasy of the moment, filling her womb with the seed of his love. Her face was so beautiful, when captured at this precise moment. Tempest was incredible, and as they both fell back from the dizzying heights, he professed his love for her repeatedly. Finally resting his face into the space between the crook of her neck and shoulder…..spent.

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Escala Luxury Apartments (3) – Ladies Night.

11 Tuesday Mar 2014

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Escala Luxury Apartments

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 07:21AM

“Baby, I’m sorry. Where I went was totally out of telecommunication range, even if I could use my cell.”

She knew that, she truly did. But she had missed him, missed his voice, missed his smell, his touch, his everything. She shook her head against him before she brought her head up to look at him. Her eyes were red-rimmed, brimming with unshed tears and though she looked absolutely miserable, she still looked beautiful.

“Woah woah…Pan, speak to me. This isn’t like you. Come on, I’m home now.”

She swiped at her eyes, trying to get the tears to stop but it was like the floodgates on her emotions had become unlocked. He simply held her until she ran dry, which she was supremely grateful for. She sat up, pulling the sheet against her body for warmth as she dried her eyes. She took a tissue and blew her stuffed nose.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall apart like that.” she murmured, her voice still clogged with emotion. “Today has been…not great.” she stared down at her feet, her knees drawn up beneath her chin. She took comfort in the hand running up and down her back in a soothing gesture and knew it was time to tell him a bit of her past.

“Do you know how I don’t talk about my mother and stepfather every time you ask?” She waited for his nod before she continued. “There’s a reason for that.” Sniffing, she tucked her hair behind her ear and prepared to tell him the whole sordid story.

“My mother was once a beautiful woman. She had a great career as a high school English teacher and a man who loved her dearly, my father. My father was the manager of an Italian restaurant, loved what he did. He would always bring home little treats for me. When I was 7, he died. Killed by a drunk driver on his way home from work.” She closed her eyes in remembered pain. The funeral, the endless stream of platitudes and words of condolences.

“And then she met George. I was 9 at the time. He seemed like a good enough guy, a mechanic. He taught me about auto repair. Mom and he got married when I was 10 and the twins were born a year later. But then George started being weird. He kept giving me strange looks, especially just after I’d had a bath. Then mom started being weird. She lost weight. Became absent-minded. Started missing work. Dressing provocatively. Then she lost her job. I never did find out why until later. She’d been caught sleeping with another teacher, a married man with two kids of his own. Then she was arrested – prostitution. But when I was 18…she did something unforgivable. I had just come home from work. I was a stripper and I was using the money to take some classes at the community college in auto mechanics. The house smelled like weed and stale sweat. Mom and George were in the living room…doing lines of coke on the living room table. Mom saw me, told me George would pay me $500 if I gave him a lap dance. My own mother was trying to pimp me out to her own husband, a man who nearly raised me. I told them I refused. George got angry…grabbed me and threw me to the floor. I was so stunned I couldn’t move for a moment and then he was on top of me, trying to rip my clothes off. I was so scared that I did…something…I remember screaming and there was this smell of something burning and George got off me. I jumped to my feet. My mother was glaring at me with such hate in her eyes. George was cradling his arm…it looked red and blistered. I screamed at them that I never wanted to see or hear from them again and I left the house with the clothes on my back. I never returned. I spent a few weeks on a friend’s couch before I saved up enough money to come north.” she finished, shuddering.

She looked at him. “They keep calling me…making threats…no matter how many times I change my number, keep it unlisted…they keep finding me. They know where I live, Brock.” she stated.

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 07:36AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

It takes a great deal to anger a man. Brock had been trained how to deal with all sorts of situations, both emergencies and real life dramas in rescues. But what he wasn’t prepared for, was the admissions by Pandora of her youth, and the shocking account that her abusive parents had some how managed to track her down. Not only that, they keep finding her unlisted number. From an idyllic childhood, to then have her life spiral out of control from the excesses of her step father and the troubling influence that he had over her mother, it was all too plain to see, that Pandora needed protecting. Especially since her parents seemed to be insistent, if her story was anything to go by.

The more he heard, the angrier he became. He was also mad at himself, for having been away for so long without contact. She deserved more than that, especially from him. Raking his fingers through his hair, he climbed out of bed, and then started to pace back and forth, as though weighing up his options on how best he could protect her. If they knew she was here in this building, he had no idea how safe it truly was. He had no clues about the security systems, or evacuation points. His love, his woman was being threatened…and that just would not do. Finally he stopped pacing and turned to her.

“Pack your bags. I’m taking you home.”

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 07:44AM

She waited for his reaction, wondering if this was the moment he would get up and find her so disgusting he would walk out of her life. He crawled from the bed and began to pace and she waited for the axe to fall. Burying her head into her knees so she wouldn’t have to see him leave. She inhaled a shaky breath.

“If you want to leave…I understand.” she whispered, eyes clenched tight as she tried to put the lock back on her heart.

But there was no sound of her apartment door closing, no sense of him leaving. She brought her head up and saw that he was staring at her with grim determination. She was shocked.

“Brock, what-”

“Pack your bags. I’m taking you home.”

Well that was unexpected.

Her mouth dropped open in shock.

“I-what?” she gaped. “But my job? My classes? And what about your family? I can’t barge in on your life like that!”

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 07:50AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

Pandora’s reaction was a spray of words, more shocked than anything that Brock would make such a bold request. But what she didn’t understand was that he saw her totally different from what she might have ever expected.

He walked to her closet and turned on the light, then went in and took out a suitcase, before bringing it out and setting it on the bed. His face was like granite. Brock would not take no for an answer.

“Pan…you are my life.”

This would have been a shock. He was putting her first, before family, his work, her work, and her studies. Brock turned and went to her chest of drawers and pulled it open, then started to gather up her smalls, and brought them back to the suitcase and dumped them in.

“Help me pack.”

It was almost like he wasn’t listening to her. But this was him, trying hard…so damn hard not to explode in rage. He couldn’t do that…he couldn’t afford to let her see the truth.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 07:59AM

7D – Pandora’s Room

“Pan…you are my life.” 4 words…that completely undid her. He went to her closet and pulled out the one suitcase she owned, slamming it on the bed with barely controlled rage. He went to her dresser, jerking open the top drawer and yanking out her lingerie and panties and throwing them in the case.

She watched him for a few minutes, stunned beyond words. He was putting her first. His job, her job and her classes be damed, here was a man who knew what was important and what wasn’t. How could she deny him his request. She grabbed her robe and slipped it on, not bothering to tie it before leaving the bed.

She moved to his side as he was rifling through her clothes and she put a hand on his arm. The muscles was tense beneath her palm.

“Help me pack.” he demanded angrily. She released his arm and moved around to the other side of him as he continued shoving things in her bag. She touched his arm again then she placed her palms against his cheeks to force him to look at her. Once he stopped fighting her movements, she would kiss him with every ounce of feeling she possessed for him, lavishing him with all the love in her smaller frame.

That he was willing to say “to hell with everything” for her, touched her like nothing ever had before.

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:07AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

The first time she touched his arm, he couldn’t help the drawing tension of his muscle as he seemed to focus his anger at the way he was stuffing her briefs and bras into her suitcase. It was like he needed to channel that away from her. His eyes – black pools. Dark and angered. The second time, she touched his arm again, and he didn’t flinch. Then she went to get his attention fully, to make him stop what he was doing. This knee jerk reaction was one….of fear. Fear of losing her. And it scared him to death.

When she placed her palms to his cheeks and kissed him with every ounce of feeling, his inner walls started to crumble, as he immediately and possessively picked her up in his arms. The way he kissed her back..words could not describe. It was not the hunger of desire…but the need to show her, that she was his and no man…no beast…nothing on this earth would dare take her from him. His brow would be creased and the sound from his throat…like a horrid whine…strange and in a way frightening. His fingers practically dug into her flesh as though he was never going to let her go. He wanted to take her away..far away to a place no one could ever harm her again.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:13AM

She could feel the passion within him, tightly coiled and ready to be released as he picked her up in his arms. He kissed her fiercely, a horrible whining sound issuing from the back of his throat. His fingers bit into her skin but neither noticed or cared. All that mattered to her in this moment was this man who she was falling deeply in love with more and more every day.

She struggled to be set on her feet, and dragged him to her bed. She shoved him as hard as she could in the hopes of pushing him down onto his back.

There was a charged passion in the air that needed to be assuaged and she was going to do so. She yanked off her robe, her naked body near to glowing with need as she stared at him.

“Off.” she demanded, pointing to his boxers.

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:22AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

It was like a game of tug o war. She struggled to be on her feet, he tried to pull her back into his hold once more. Panting heavily, snorting through his very nostrils. Pandora, with an amazing strength that even he never knew found himself being dragged to her bed. Again he tried to grab for her, but she pushed him down forcibly upon the bed, where his body did a bit of a bounce as he landed on his back. His chest hardened, and you could see the rippling of his washboard abs, that went all the way down to the show of his pubic hair line, that peeked outside his boxers.

Pandora ripped off her robe, with her body practically glowering before him, eyes illuminated as though on fire. “Off” she demanded, pointing to his boxers, which had a size able bulge now from his growing state. Again that same pained sound came from his throat as he released a breath, and with his fingers he tore at the cotton boxers and kicked them free from his legs.

Brock then laid there watching her as she stared at him with a renewed hunger brought about the anger and fear of the moment. His legs hung over the edge of the bed, feet apart so there was no modesty at all between them. Brock was so much bigger than Pandora, but the way she was acting, size meant nothing.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:31AM

Once that last barrier was removed, Pandora fell on him with renewed vigor, falling to her knees bewteen his legs and pulling him into her mouth. She growled at the feel of him against her tongue, the vibrations going straight through to him as she tended to him. One hand caressed his stomach and chest as she held on to him with her other hand, saliva slipping from between her lips to aid in her ministrations of him.

Once he was sufficiently wet to her satisfaction she rose up over him, straddling his body before taking him in hand and sliding over him, sucking him into her tight, wet heat. She cried out in satisfaction as she began to roll her hips over his. She tightened marginally, riding him hard, her hair fanned out behind her in a wave.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:45AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

The moment her lips met with the silky soft of the head of his cock, Brock let out a cry as he tossed his head back. His right hand reached down to cradle the top of her head, while his knees drew back slightly to give her better access. Brock closed his eyes tight, zeroing in on the pleasures her tongue and sweet lips were giving to his most sensitive member. He let his fingers rake through her hair as he felt her head lower down, her mouth taking him in, with the tongue lacquering up his shaft. But just as he was starting to raise his hips up to meet her lips, she pulled away sharply, and his hand fell back to the bed.

Pandora was now showing she was far more dominant than she had let on before, and straddled Brock in a trice, lowering herself upon his girth, as the stunned Brock could only look up at her in awe. She was divine. So incredibly tight and all his. He needed her so badly, and she was proving now just how far she had fallen for him. He reached for her hips, that were rolling like waves upon the sand. Driving herself deeper upon him as he tried to push himself up to meet her, thrust for thrust. Brock reached around with his left hand upon her buttocks, his right on her back, so he could draw her down closer to him. He had no words, all he could do was stare into her eyes….the love there; beyond measure or question. Their bodies started to roll together, like in a dance as old as time itself.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 08:52AM

Bodies moving in sync, they became lost in each other, emotion flowing between them like honey. He drew her to him and she stared into his eyes, even as she moved over him, taking him into her body, heart, mind and soul.

“My protector.” she whispered against his lips, her voice rolling over him in a wave of dark desire.

Riptides….deep pools of desire and lust dragged against her, pulling at her in all directions, claiming her body and mind as he had claimed her heart and soul.

She could feel her powers itching beneath her skin, something else she had yet to tell him, but knew she would later. But for now, her need and focus was on him.

She cried out at a particularly hard thrust beneath her and her body seized up in his arms, long cries of delight coloring the air around them as she fell over the peak of passion. She continued to ride him, her body trembling, wanting to feel him fall with her as she gave him her love.

Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 09:02AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

The ebb and flow – desire turning into something wonderful. Even their breathing though erratic was in perfect time. Her whispered words, that progressed that he was her protector were reciprocated as he bit at her bottom lip.

“My dark angel.” He believed that, she had fallen from heaven, just for him to find and raise up in the darkness to the light. From nipping, his tongue entered her mouth like a snake, only to mimic the actions of his thickened member and how it broached her lower lips. He felt her, in every inch of his body, from his head to the tip of his toes.

Breaking the kiss to breath he lost control, and started to buck his beloved. This brought a reaction, a cry that raise to the roof. Louder she became and he found his voice, in the midst of her moans and cries. “Yesssss” Like a hiss of a serpent, but much heavier, he seized her buttocks with his hand and then smashed their hips together, so the more she gyrated the harder his own flesh and hair would rub her sweet nublet of flesh, while her insides would be pressed up against, enough to invoke a chain of multiple orgasms. Brock focused and grit his teeth, jerking his body up so she could not escape the depth to which he plundered her womb. His whole body trembled as he was about there…ready to push her over the edge.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 09:08AM

He hissed beneath her as their bodies gyrated together, neither giving quarter in their mad dash to be the one to drive the other over the edge. She was close, so close and yet she tried to hold on for as long as she could.

His hands gripped her bottom in a tight grip and he pulled her tightly to him. Again she cried out as that small nubbin of flesh between her netherlips was rubbed against the small hairs of him. The sensation was insanely erotic and she grabbed onto his arms to try and anchor herself.

He plundered her body, giving all of himself as she had done and there was no stopping the orgasm that ripped through her body. Her mouth opened in a long scream of passion, her body gyrating and broadcasting its need for ultimate completion with the man who claimed her.

She screamed his name, mind fogged with passion, not even caring if the neighbors knew what they were up to.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 09:20AM

Apartment 7D – Pandora’s Bedroom

Brock didn’t need anything else in his life but only one. Pandora. Their flamed passion building, growing as the heat between them intensified and at the point where neither of them could hold back anymore, it exploded in a wake of feeling, that coursed between them. Both releasing in the same time, their bodies giving and taking. Fusing together, as Pandora’s voice was crying out his name, and Brock gasped and grunted almost shocked at the power of the orgasm that eclipsed anything he had ever felt before.

Brock claimed her, right there and then. Marking her insides with his seed, his love spewing out of him and drenching her insides, as his body jerked to the aftershocks, that continued as his brow was covered in dots of perspiration. He could only stare at his beautiful Pandora in wonderment. Did she feel it? Was it as real for her as he? Brock just wanted to now hold her, tight to his chest and stay within her body. Protecting her forever more.

God help who ever would try to come between them.

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Re: RP-Escala Luxury Apartments

March 10, 2014 09:26AM

She clenched around him as she felt him flood her inner womb with the warmth of his seed. She tightened around him, holding him in, keeping him to her, wanting to practically absorb him.

Their bodies were drenched in sweat, their minds fogged with passion and yet, she had never felt so close to him. She collapsed over him as his arms held her. Her ear was pressed over his heart, listening to the rapid beat of his heart as her body shook in his arms.

She had never felt so connected to another living being then she did that moment.

How could she put into words what she was feeling? How do you verbalize such emotions?

4 words was all it took. The same amount of words that had undid her from his own lips.

“I’ll go with you.” she whispered in the quiet as they struggled to regulate their breathing.

Carrendar Island (1) – Ladies Night/Carrendar Dynasty.

09 Sunday Mar 2014

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Carrendar Island.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 06, 2014 07:48AM

She leisurely paced a few laps around the pool, unaware that Brock was watching her every move. She wasn’t lying when she said she was having a great time. She hadn’t expect to and was thankful to Brock for pulling her out of the house before she died of boredom.

Finishing her last lap, she swam to the pool ladder, hoisting herself out, water sliding down her hair and body in a waterfall. She sat at the edge of the pool, letting her legs dangle knee deep in the water, her eyes searching out Brock.

Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 06, 2014 08:50AM

The Pool

Brock swam up to where Pandora was now sitting – on the pool’s edge. With her legs still dangling in the water, it would be easy to just pull her back in, but he had no intention of playing games anymore. It was the way she was looking for him, when she was sitting there, that her face was serene. Getting away from the city, her job and all her worries were doing the job of helping her relax and unwind. Brock folded his arms and rest the forearms on the tiled step, looking back up at Pandora, as she kicked with her feet idly.

“I guess now comes that time of the evening, where I ask you, if you would like to be flown home….or..” he paused for a moment, and then reached out to brush his fingers along her left thigh. “If you want to spend the night.” So far the evening had been perfect, and up to this point he had been the perfect gentleman. However, he was still a man, who had hopes that she might want to stay.

“I mean, if you have to go to work early, it wouldn’t take long to change, clean up and get the plane ready.”

Brock then waited to hear what she wanted to do.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 06, 2014 02:32PM

She didn’t know there was such an expression of serene calmness on her face, but she did feel very relaxed being away from the city. The sun was slowly setting behind her and she didn’t really want to leave just yet. She kept her eye on Brock as he swam toward her, resting his forearms on the side of the pool.

“I guess now comes that time of the evening, where I ask you, if you would like to be flown home….or..” He paused and brushed wet fingers along her left thigh, sending a shiver through her body. “If you want to spend the night.” She could hear the underlying tension in his voice, that small bit of hope that she would tell him that she didn’t have any other plans. She thought about the pile of homework she left sitting on her kitchen table. Did she really want to go home to that when she could be here, with him?

There really was no decision to make. She leaned close to him to stare him in the eye.

“I have no plans for this evening.” she whispered, her voice husky. She slipped from the water, getting to her feet and headed inside. “I’m going to go take a shower…if you care to join me.” she teased, slipping in through the door.

Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 06, 2014 07:34PM

The Pool

Brock’s heart almost skipped a beat when Pandora said she had no plans for the evening, in that husky voice of hers. The young pilot could not get the smile off his face if he tried, watching her get to her feet and head inside to take a shower.

“I’m going to go take a shower…if you care to join me.”

Join her? Now there was an invitation he could hardly refuse. Brock climbed the pool ladder out and got to the tiled surface, where he reached for a towel, and started to dry himself off. Pandora had certainly made herself at home, and he had to admit, that he would definitely be bringing her back home to the island more often in the future. Wrapping the towel around his waist and tying it off, he followed Pandora into the house, past the large dining area, and made his way towards his bedroom, which he assumed she was, since he had a rather large bathroom off the side.

His room had a large balcony, that showed off the beach and sea below, as well as the gorgeous night sky. With six large glass panels, that could be made to tint out at the touch of a button, he could get all the privacy he needed, though with no one on the island, save for Lady Bunton and Pandora, he wasn’t too worried about being seen.

He tossed the wet towel in his hamper, along with his boxers, and then strolled into the bathroom starkers.

Pandora had already made herself at home, and was about to turn on the water faucet.

“Allow me.” Brock said, reaching past her and turning on the cold, then hot water till it had the temperature just right.

Pandora’s lace bra and smalls were still wet, and Brock game fully reached to undo her bra strap, while watching her.

“I know, I promised to behave…but, now that I am here.”

He pulled her under the hot streams of water, and drew her into his embrace. Powerful arms locking around her, as he kissed her passionately, unable to hold back after a night of gentle teasing.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 06, 2014 08:03PM

Brock followed along behind her as she found his bathroom, reaching in to turn on the water. His hand appeared in her view, beating her to the punch. She smiled as he undid her bra, the lacey material sliding down her arms to land at her feet.

“I know, I promised to behave…but, now that I am here.” he grinned, stepping into the shower. He grabbed her arm as he stepped under the hot spray, pulling her close, his lips passionately devouring hers. She moaned with need, holding tight to his shoulders as his tongue plundered her mouth. Her hands slid down his body and around his waist, moving to the tight buns she’d been dying to touch most of the day, squeezing them.

His hardness was pressed into her stomach and she groaned at the feel of him. The water created a delicious heat and friction between them as their bodies slid together beneath its spray.

She gasped for air as his lips left hers and her head fell back with a groan.

“Brock!” she hissed his name, desire coloring her tone. She was simply amazed at how quickly the flames of passion rose up between them. It was like the moment in her kitchen all over again. How did he make her feel so much in so little time?

Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 02:06AM

The Shower

Brock had never known a woman, to make him feel the way that Pandora did. Her lips so divine that he found himself dying to kiss her, while their bodies gyrated in a timeless dance beneath the hot spray of water. The silken flesh now awash with water became slick as the friction between them increased. His eagerness all too apparent, when she withdrew from the kiss coming up for air. His head falling forward and with a ravenous hunger he turned to her neck, all the while daring fingers sought to discover her most intimate places. Large hands gripped her buttocks, prizing them apart before kneading forcibly.

Hot breath upon her skin charged with his desire and with a flicking tongue he tasted her salty texture. With their bodies pressed hard up against each other, Brock’s needs were overcoming his sensibility. Brock came up for air, and then with a wide smile when he heard her hiss his name, he reached round and picked her up by her ass and pulled her up onto him.

“I’m never letting you go, Pan”

That was the last words he would say, as he drove her into the tiled wall of the shower. Brock had her sitting right above the swollen head of his cock, which was drenched in pre. Eagerly he pressed it to her rim, as he nipped at her bottom lip – urging her to let go her inhibitions, and give herself over to the pleasure.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 07:38AM

Brock’s Shower

You can have anything you want if you want it desperately enough. You must want it with an exuberance that erupts through the skin and joins the energy that created the world. ~Sheila Graham

Passion on fire. Hot enough to burn from the inside out, the flames eating you alive.

This is what was between Brock and Pandora. She had never felt such passion in her life. It was like the time she had let her power get out of her control and set fire to her previous apartment.

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He devoured her like she was the last piece of chocolate on the face of the planet. She was practucally putty in his hands as he mapped her body, touching her intimately and making her gasp and tremble in his arms. When her head dropped away, her neck was the next target of his passions as his hands grabbed at her ass, hauling her into his arms. She was pressed hard into the wall, his turgid member hovering at her apex.

“I’m never letting you go, Pan” His desire was plain to see, his need felt. She dragged passion-heavy lids open to stare at him.

“And I wouldn’t expect you to.” she murmured before her lips covered his, giving back what he gave. This was their moment, hovering on a precipice and set to reach the point of no return. She relaxed in his arms, wanting him as desperately as he wanted her, her body easily sliding down and welcoming him into her warmth.

A long, drawn-out moan escaped from her as he pressed home, her thighs tightening marginally around his hips. It was better then the moment in her kitchen, fully aware of what was happening between them.

For someone who was a commitment-phobe, that she was being exclusive with one man, who drove her to the heights of passion, was simply mind-boggling.

“My…god!” she gasped as he thrust into her.

Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 07:57AM

Brock’s Shower

How could one describe the depth of passion, the feelings that were like a tidal wave crashing over both of them simultaneously. Brock was gasping for air, as Pandora let herself slide down upon him and the tightness that she created, enveloping him whole. Their bodies now completely fused as one. He felt dizzy, light headed. Knees trembling as he struggled to hold her up. For some sex is just an act, a release. This was so much more. Brock could only stare into her eyes, his own wide and dilated. His lips parted, like he was trying to get out a word…a phrase, but all that came was her name…

“Pandora….”

Yes, they had shared passion before in the kitchen of her apartment, but now in the solitude of the island home, far from the cares or worry of the big city, they were now in the throes of erotic passion, that was fueled by an insatiable need to complete the other. At first, Brock was crazed, like a fiend he pounded into her – thrusting her against the wall, till something inside him changed. It was like it hit him all of a sudden. He’d found what he had been searching for, and could hardly believe it.

Brock held her to him, and reached around to turn off the water, as awkward as that was. Both dripping, his body trembling he had to tell her before he went on. “I just…I…I want to do this right.”

He carried her out of the shower, and onto the fuzzy mat, wiping his feet. Then carried her the few paces to his bedroom, where he set her down feet on the carpet. The moon’s beams illuminated the pair, as he reached for a towel and started to dry her over. She must have thought he was crazy, but if she were to look in his eyes, she would see that she meant the world to him. He dropped the towel, then cupped her face in with his wet hands.

“I’m in love with you, Pan.”

He had never said that to another woman before.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 08:20AM

“Pandora….”

Her name, whispered from his lips. She could hear the depth of feeling. She felt it herself. It was dizzying. They were both breathless. There was fire between them, hot enough to melt, hot enough to burn. Her heart was thudding in her chest and she was sure he could feel it as it was pressed against his own.

She was pressed tightly to the wall, her body a slave to his needs and her own desires. She moaned as he thrust into her over and over, seemingly without tiring.

But then…something changed. His rhythmn smoothed out and he slowed his thrusts. The sensation was different, almost as if she were falling. What was this?

She got her answers a moment later when he turned off the water and carried her out of its wet heat. Walking into his bedroom, he set her on her feet and she looked at him, confused. Had she done something wrong? Had he changed his mind? Was this just another notch in a bad string of notches that was carved into her heart?

He must have seen the confusion on her face and he rushed to reassure her. “I just…I…I want to do this right.”

Well that certainly confused her even more. He reached for a towel, rubbing it over her body as she prepared herself for the rejection she thought was coming. Her heart was throbbing in pain. The one guy she liked and now she was being tossed away. It actually hurt her.

Once dry, she nearly turned to collect her clothing that was in the chair beside her, but a touch of his hand to her cheeks and she was forced to look him in his eyes. What she saw…her heart eased up on the pain she felt. He didn’t look like he was about to toss her out on her rear. There was something heavy in his eyes and she felt dizzy all of a sudden.

And then he spoke the words that no man had ever said to her in her life.

“I’m in love with you, Pan.”

What? Her mind screamed. Did she hear that correctly? Looking in his eyes, she saw that he meant every word.

That someone could love Pandora LaRue, a motorcycle mechanic, full-time bar waitress and pyrokinetic from San Francisco – whose mother was a drug-addicted whore married to a child-raping bastard…

Tears sprang to her eyes, shocking the tough woman who had never shown any sort of vulnerability to a man before.

“C-Could you repeat that?” she whispered, stunned.

If he did, she would laugh, tears sliding down her cheeks as her eyes slipped closed. He would most likely think she thought he was joking, but it wasn’t anything of the sort. She found it amusing because…

“I’m in love with you, too, Brock.” she laughed through her tears. “I don’t know why, or how it happened, or why it happened so fast, but that’s what I feel and I could give two shits about it.”

Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 08:34AM

Brock’s bedroom

“You…Pandora.” He was saying it again, after she had become confused by what he was doing, what he was trying to convey. He kept his hands pressed to her cheeks, before letting them go, as she started to shed tears. Astonished at what was happening between them. Brock had never wanted a woman so much, but he had to tell her…she deserved that much. “I swear, I don’t think I even knew what love was before.”

When Pandora professed that she felt the same way, he let out a nervous laugh – that it wasn’t just him. “Thank God.” Brock was overjoyed, and brought her into his strong arms, holding her close. First he started to kiss away her tears, murmuring softly as he did so, whispers of her being in his dreams, in his waking thoughts. If she was a drug, he was sorely addicted.

Gently he scooped her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down, where he joined her. Laying beside her, still hard as before when he was in the shower. He could take her, sure, but he wanted this to be memorable. As though it was the very first time. Brock’s hands wandered, fingers dancing up and down her side, as he kissed her with such delicacy. Savoring her lips, her tongue. He wanted to map her out in his mind, just by touch and feel. Brock was being incredibly gentle, a far cry from how he was in the shower only minutes earlier.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 09:00AM

“Thank God.” Overjoyed and relieved, he pulled her into his arms, holding her closely. She pressed her face into his chest, inhaling his unique scent, her hands pressed against his back. Musky with a hint of sweet. She raised her tear-streaked face to his and he kissed away her tears, murmuring whispers of dreams foretold, of waking thoughts and desires.

She soaked it all in, treasuring this closeness she felt. He scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He moved in beside her and she noticed he was still hard as a rock. But for once, she did nothing. This was a moment that wasn’t worth a quick tumble in the sheets. He meant more then that and let him take control.

His hands, large and steady, moved over her body, fingers sliding over her skin as if he were touching her for the very first time. His lips sipped at hers, his tongue teasing against her own, making her breathless, her body tingling. So different then their exploits in the shower and her kitchen.

Her own hand, still before now, pressed against his chest, palms caressing the defined muscles, the hairs on his chest tickling her skin. Over his rib cage and behind his back, sliding down and over the round globes of his ass. To thighs hard as steel but soft as cotton. Upward still, along the inside of his thigh. A muscle quivered against her hand as she came dangerously close to touching that part of him that had been buried to the hilt inside of her a short time ago.

Her breathing was erratic, her pupils dialated with desire. She hadn’t known before that he was what she was looking for most of her life.

It seemed her sting of bad luck with men was finally at its finish.

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Re: RP – Carrendar Island

March 08, 2014 04:11PM

Brock’s bedroom

~We will together~

Everything was almost like it was slow motion, for the couple that now lay together on the black cotton sheet covered waterbed. The gentle flow and sway of their bodies as they continued to move in a sensual rhythm. Discovery – that was what Brock and Pandora were experiencing. Taking the time to touch and feel. Brock was having to hold himself back, but the fueling of the tension was making it all the more delicious.

Feeling her hands press to his chest, her fingers brushing the hairs of his pecks, he let out gasp and crushed his lips upon hers. Their tongues tussled and then began to dance. His seeking to dominate hers, as he rolled on top of her. Brock’s right hand caught up her thigh, pushing it back as he lifted his hips, and then slowly slid himself inside her. He broke the kiss, so he could watch her reaction. Panting hard he began to roll his hips, as they started a ritual like coupling. Words couldn’t describe the feelings, the emotions mixed with the physical delights. It was enough to make his toes curl up.

Slowly…slowly…

Brock wanted to drag it out as long as he possibly could, but trying to hold back was a feat in itself. The heady scent of her own feminine musk mingled with his own, and their sighs and moans were like a sweet symphony to this lover’s dance upon the cotton sheets. This was what love was. Giving and receiving.

Her beauty so exquisite – the fire in her eyes. She was his Venus, his goddess…and he treated her body as though the temple of his worship. The deeper he entered her, the further he fell under her spell, whether she knew it or not. Pandora had captivated him, and won his heart. Now his body was but a slave to hers.

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Shane’s House (34) – River Marked.

31 Tuesday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Shane's House.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:05PM

She swallowed everything he gave her, lapping at his sensative skin as she released him from her throat. She shuddered as his tongue moved against her own sensative flesh, pleasurable aftershocks arching through her body. She released him from her mouth with a soft pop, pressing her forhead against his thigh as she struggled to get her heaving body under control.

“I love you, Shane.” she whispered, her voice hoarse from his desire. “Love you so much it scares me.” she whispered. Vincent had almost gotten to her…almost stolen her away from her mate. She was never so thankful for her fae powers then she was at this moment.

And then Misty almost being killed…

Carmen felt tears well up in her eyes at the thought of that young, vibrant vampire being killed. The shock was wearing off and as Shane moved around, she pressed a hand over her eyes to try and stem the flow of tears.

“He needs to die.” she whispered, pressing close to him.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:17PM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

Listening to her as she whispered, and tried to hide her eyes from his gaze; Shane could feel the anger starting to build inside of him, that though they had renewed their love for each other, Carmen was still deeply troubled and upset about the attack that night. He gently tried to pry her hand away from her eyes so she could see he was not wanting her to hide her tears from him. He felt very much the same way, and pulled her close to him

“I promise you, he will be found and destroyed. I simply can’t have you all living in fear.”

Shane tried to kiss away her tears, and bring comfort to his beloved. She meant more to him than his own un life. In the back of his mind, a plan was forming. One that hopefully would end the nightmare that Vincent had brought into their lives.

“Carmen…believe in me, that is all I ask.” He said, with blue eyes locked on hers. She would have to know that the man she loved was working out a way to end the tyranny.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:48PM

Shane pulled her hand away from her eyes and stared down at her.

“I promise you, he will be found and destroyed. I simply can’t have you all living in fear.”

At that Carmen laughed. “Oh I’m not scared anymore. Now I’m fucking pissed off!” And this was truth. She had been caught off-guard and unaware. Now she knew his face and his agenda and she would fight him tooth and nail until he was but ashes in the wind. She belonged to one man and one man only and she was wrapped in his arms.

He kissed her tears from her cheeks as she put her arms around him. She could sense he was planning something and hoped whatever it was, caused Vincent great pain, more then Shane had already dealt to him.

“Carmen…believe in me, that is all I ask.” he stated, his blue eyes staring into her brown ones. She did believe in him, like Peter Pan believed in fairies. He’d never once broken a promise to her, never lied to her and she trusted him with everything that made her who she was.

She smiled then, a smile full of so much malevolence it would send normal humans running in fear.

“Rip the bastard’s throat out and piss down the hole.” she growled.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:57PM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

From the very first time Shane had met Carmen, there was this edge to her. Devious almost. Powerful and well damn, she could make a man’s balls shrink right back inside themselves, just by the steely gaze of her eyes. But not Shane. God…the first time he met her, he ran back to his office and jerked himself off so hard he hit himself in the eye. (LOL) There was an allure to her…a passion that he knew once he had her, he could feed off her raw energy. But he came to find she was so much more than that. She wasn’t the iron lady all the time. A woman of many facets, like a diamond. Beautiful. In her eyes it reflected his own passion, and now his resolve. And she was pissed off. Her smile to him, that she wanted to see him rip his throat out and piss down the hole, had him smile that award winning Hollywood grin.

“Fuck…you talk like that again, I am going to bang you to next Sunday.” He growled back, before gnawing on her neck, not to tear it open, but to show he was incredibly turned on by her nature.

They were made for each other.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:08PM

Her laugh was throaty and sensual as he began gnawing upon her neck.

“He scared me. I don’t like being scared and I’ll be damned if I let him do that to me again!” she snarled, tossing her head back so he’d have better access. “Spill his blood back to the earth…make him eat his own dick! That bastard has fucked with wrong woman!”

Oh she was beginning to think of all the different ways she could eviscerate Vincent in the most painful way possible and was broadcasting those thoughts to Shane as he devoured her neck.

“Maybe we could stake him to a tree and douse him in fire ants.” she stated. “Or…or…Oh! Vampire bunny rabbits! Yes! They could drain his blood and take over the clan!” she snickered.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:19PM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

Yes, it was a crazy thing. One minute, Carmen is snarling and saying how frightened Vincent made her and then…the next she was saying all the diabolical things she want to see done to him. Some things were pretty violent. Carmen tilted her head, and Shane was really getting off on the nasty things she wanted him to do. Eat his dick…spill his blood into the earth. Oh he was getting hard again…

“Maybe we could stake him to a tree and douse him in fire ants.”

“I’d feel sorry for the tree.” He mumbled as he continued to suck on her neck….

“Or…or…Oh! Vampire bunny rabbits! Yes! They could drain his blood and take over the clan!”

THAT…had Shane stop and he actually pulled his head up and looked at her oddly.

“Vampire…bunny rabbits? Hun, the only bunny rabbits that are vampires around here….are probably us. Pretty sure that is what the kids call us.” he said with some conviction.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:29PM

She turned her head to look at him before looking up at the ceiling.

“Yeah, you’re right. Bunnies aren’t evil enough. I’ll think of something.” she nodded. Then she looked back at him. “Where were we?” she wondered, wiggling her eyebrows at him, before reaching between them to cup and stroke his wilting erection. That look was back in her eye. “How long until morning?” she whispered seductively.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 06:17AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

“Few more hours at least. Why..what did you..” Shane’s voice trailed off, as Carmen’s skilled hand was working its magic on his softness. “Oh….so that is what you want.”Shane said with a dark chuckle. Facing each other, he nipped her bottom lip, teasing it and then releasing it. So full of blood and plump it was. He saw a droplet of her blood, teasing him as it captured the candle light, and his long tongue swiftly collected it. The taste was beyond compare.

“You know…if I had ever figured out earlier you were this eager to please, I would have done you like a dinner over your counter in the kitchen that time.” He still had pleasant memories of that encounter, since the sexual tension was unbelievable. “You hated me so much…or wanted to fuck me but couldn’t bring yourself to admit it.”Shane had a way with words, and these were to entice her further into his arms.

“You are everything a man could dare want and desire….and your mine.”

That pledge of ownership was finished with a throaty growl, as he rolled her over and mounted her. His blue eyes darkening as he licked at her full lip teasing.

“Mine to fuck…mine to hold…mine forever.”

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 08:47AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

He wondered what she was about when he felt her hand caressing him and a wicked grin crossed his lips. He nipped at her bottom lip, breaking the skin slightly before releasing it. A droplet of blood formed at the corner of her mouth and he licked at it, moaning in delight at the taste that was uniquely Carmen’s.

“You know…if I had ever figured out earlier you were this eager to please, I would have done you like a dinner over your counter in the kitchen that time.” he stated. This caused Carmen’s eyes to glaze over as she thought back to that night. He looked right at home in her kitchen, stealing her food, stalking her in her own home, teasing and taunting her with her subconcious desires. She groaned in rememberance as she recalled that had been one of her deepest, darkest fantasies.

“I almost thought you would have. I probably wouldn’t have resisted you then as you staked your claim.” she whispered huskily, sliding her leg up and over his hip. “The fantasies I had after you left…I don’t recall how many cold showers I had to take, or how many times I pleasured myself thinking of it.”

With a growl, he rolled her beneath him and entered her body, causing her to grip him tightly within her as he moved within her. His eyes were dark as he licked at her lips. “You are everything a man could dare want and desire….and your mine…Mine to fuck…mine to hold…mine forever.”

“Shane!” she moaned, tossing back her head as her desires ignited her body once more. He knew how to play her body like a finely tuned instrument and in return she gave him everything he wanted. Leaning up on her elbows, her lips began to caress the skin of his neck, tongue sliding sensuously across his skin, teeth nibbling delicately and driving him to further heights of passion.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 09:06AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

Sweet memories fueled the rising passion that now was again going to be racing between them. Carmen’s leg draped up and over his hip, as she cried his name. To him, she was his Queen of the night, but at the same time, he viewed her as his possession. One that he guarded with a zealous like passion. Now again they were coupling, but it would not be gentle. Time for sweet sonnets and beautiful whispered words were at an end. It was like she was a drug that drove him into a frenzy. The only thing that would add to it was if there was a blood doll thrown into the mix. Such beauty with his love splattered with the warm blood of a doll.

Covering Carmen, Shane started to grunt audibly, thrusting his girth inside of her, while she kissed and teased the skin of his neck. He stared down at her wanting total submission. Shane’s face altered slightly, showing off a side to the beast that lurked beneath the surface of his nature. He pressed his lips hard to her, hungrily devouring her, while at the same time, his hips thrust and bucked against her softness.

“Carmen…” He croaked hoarsely, before rolling off her and then laying flat on his back. He watched her without blinking, then waited for her to make the next move.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 11:05AM

Shane grunted above her as he thrust deeply, causing her to cry out at the sensations. He drew back his head, his dark gaze pinning her in place as she could sense the darkness lurking beneath his skin. She had been witness to such darkness once before and her body spasmed in rememberance. He kissed her hard then, as if he desired to swallow her whole and she whimpered as his kiss and the thrusting of his lower body demanded her complete submission.

“Carmen…” He huskily stated her name before he withdrew from her sweat-slicked form, laying flat on his back beside her, eyes glowing in anticipation of her next move.

Carmen, never one to back away when challenged, wondered at this. Was he submitting to her? Or was this some new way of getting her to submit to him completely. She knew a part of herself hadn’t completely let go, hadn’t completely submitted her entire being to her sire, master and mate. She didn’t know how to fully let go. But maybe he would be the one to help her achieve this goal.

She leaned over him, pausing an inch from his lush lips, her breath mingling with his own. She stared him in his eyes, seeing the beast beneath, her demonic lover. And she craved him. She closed the distance between them, sealing her lips over his, her tongue sliding into his mouth as her hand traveled the length of his body to surround the steel shaft between his legs. He was large, much larger than before, the vampire beneath struggling to be free. She moaned into his mouth as she stroked him in her hand.

Withdrawing from his lips, she licked and kissed her way down his body, pausing first at his nipples to worship the little nubbins of flesh, then at his belly button, dipping her tongue in a parody of the acts that consume them on an almost nightly basis. Further still at the joint where pelvis and thigh met, her hand still stroking his rapidly growing flesh between his legs. She drew his balls into her mouth, suckling them both gently, feeling his skin leap beneath her fingers. She wanted to smirk with triumph but was caught up in her own game as she moved up to take him into her mouth once again. Her own form rippled slightly as the vampire within her wished to be free as well, but Carmen was a woman of great control and iron will. She had never once let her full vampire free. And maybe that’s what Shane was waiting for…

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 09:07PM

Dungeon/Sub room

The rippling of his mate’s form was a clear sign she was almost ready. Oh how the beast beneath Shane was appeased by her skilled hands. But she kept that side of her locked down, hard and fast. Now if they were to face Vincent properly, she had to assume her true form. He let her tease his pecks, while her hand pumped his member fast and with vigor. Letting out a loud growl, he withdrew from her, as a large door that had never been used started to open, and the man known as Shane started to change fully to the beast. His enormous bulk, naked and proud, then left the room, going down the stone staircase. Illuminated by fiery torches, it led to a vast underground cavern, that was filled with many more of their kind, including Jarvis, Bianca and Misty. All were in their forms, and the trio had their own blood dolls, for amusement and pleasure. From the sides, many bowed, as the grand Vampire walked through them, all falling back, while there were blood dolls on chains, that raised up their hands, begging to be chosen. Female and male, naked and glistening, eyes filled with desire of pain and absolute pleasure. Turning before a stone throne, the Vampire raised his fist, and roared her name.

“My Queen Carmen….has come at last.”

All turned to see her, as her form continued to shimmer, blending from that of her human form.

Shane sat proudly on the throne, as he snapped his fingers, and two male blood dolls were released, both falling at her feet and looking up expectantly.

“Our Queen, we sacrifice ourselves so you may rise to greatness.” the twins said in unison, swaying to beating drums, as all around, became a gluttony of feeding and sexual misadventures. All the while, Shane looked on grinning broadly.

“Make me proud, my Queen.” He said, holding up a blood chalice, and watching her with blood red eyes.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 10:43PM

Dungeon/Sub-basement/Cavern Lair

Carmen had thought that Shane was enjoying her ministrations and was itching to surround his turgid flesh within her body…when he did the unthinkable. He withdrew from her embrace. She looked at him, stunned for a moment as he got to his feet, his form rippling into that of his vampire. She was mesmerized at how easily he achieved his form, and how sexy he looked. There was a rumbling sound within the room and a door opened in a place she had never noticed there being a door before. He walked through the mysterious door and down a set of stone stairs. Wondering what was going on, she was quick to follow him, not caring about her state of undress.

Torches illuminated their way and the steps ended in a huge underground cavern. Carmen halted in her tracks, staring in shock and awe as numerous vampires, both male and female covered every available surface. They were all in their forms, including the trio and each of them had blood dolls, some as much as three at a time.

Shane walked through them, master of this domain, to take his seat at the front of the room on a large stone throne. Blood dolls raised their hands in supplication, hoping they would be chosen for the vampire’s pleasure, moaning with disappointment when Shane didn’t even acknowledge them.

He turned to face the room and waved a clawed hand in her direction.

“My Queen Carmen…has come at last.” he announced for all to hear. Supernatural eyes turned toward her as her form shifted between human and demon. She wanted to let go, craved it with every fiber of her being, to be what he needed – a true mate.

Shane sat, snapping his fingers and two male blood dolls fell before her, looking up at her with hopeful expressions on their faces.

“Our Queen, we sacrifice ourselves so you may rise to greatness.” they stated. Drums began to beat, a low throbbing sound that resonated across her skin and caused her fangs to elongate within her mouth. Her head fell back as her mouth opened, a sensuous moan escaping from her throat.

All around her, vampires fell upon their blood dolls in an orgy of sex and blood, moans of ecstasy echoing throughout. Carmen brought her head forward and saw that Shane was staring at her, a broad grin across his demonic lips.

“Make me proud, my Queen.” he grinned, toasting her with a chalice filled with blood, his eyes red.

The twins kneeling at her feet moved closer to her, touching the naked skin of her legs and thighs, pressing their faces against her body. She could smell the blood beneath their skin, could hear the low throb of their heartbeats, calling out to her. Did she want to do this? She was Shane’s. She didn’t wish to share herself with anyone else, didn’t think she should.

“Please, Mistress…we are yours.” the twins begged once more, both delicious looking with deep blue eyes and long blonde hair.

“What are your names?” she whispered, surprised at how rough her voice was. The control she was famous for was beginning to slip as her form began to ripple once more.

“I am Eric.” stated the one on her left. “And I am Ethan.” stated the one on her right.

“And you wish to be mine, to do what I will?”

“Yes, Mistress.” they stated in unison.

“What if I were to kill you? Snap your necks without hesitation?”

“If that is your desire, who are we to stop you, Mistress.” Eric replied. Carmen closed her eyes, struggling to remain in control of herself. A low growl caused her eyes to snap open and she spotted a female vampire she was unfamiliar with slowly stalking toward the twins, hunger etched in every line of her face. Carmen snarled in anger.

“Mine!” she hissed at the woman, placing her hands upon the blonde heads kneeling at her feet.

“You do not want them. You are no Queen of mine.” the vampire hissed in return. Carmen’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

“You dare challenge me?” her tone was low and dangerous and on more than once occasion had been the cause of someone she was prosecuting to piss themselves in fear. Either this vampire was extremely stupid to challenge Carmen, or she had never heard of her before. Carmen was about to put the bitch in her place.

“I dare!” the woman hissed back, inching closer, a hand out to touch the ankle of the closest twin. With an inhuman cry of rage, Carmen’s control snapped and she morphed into the form she was meant to be.

Wings as dark as night sprung from her back, rising into the air nearly 6 feet above her head. She had gone from a standard height of 5′ 8″ (1.72 m) to an impressive height of nearly 7′ in her vampiric form, towering well over the vampire who dared to challenge her place in the coven. Her arm snaked out, lightning quick and claws wrapped around the female vampire’s neck, nails puncturing through her throat. She shrieked in pain and fear as Carmen pulled her closer to her demonic face. Her elongated tongue snaked from her lips, lapping at the blood from the woman’s puncture wounds. The woman’s blood was tainted with the poison that was cocaine and Carmen snarled in rage. “You dare bring your filthy blood into this sacred place?” she hissed. The vampire in her clutches was beating at Carmen’s arm, ineffectively trying to be released. Carmen turned blood red eyes toward Shane, the twins each wrapping an arm around her thighs.

“Do you, or do you not require your coven to be pure?” she asked, rage coloring her tone. She shook the woman in her grip. “This female dares to bring the filth of the human drug, cocaine, into this coven, to taint the others with her stench. I should kill her now and be done with it.” Carmen stated, throwing the woman away from her like she was a piece of trash. With her enhanced strength, the woman went sailing across the room, landing in a crumpled heap at Shane’s feet. Carmen immediately put the woman out of her mind, turning her gaze to the twins.

“You are mine. No one else. Understand?” she snapped.

“We are yours, Mistress.” they agreed. Without preamble, she turned to Eric and sank her fangs into his neck, pulling his blood into her body and marking him as her own. He wrapped his arms around her neck and moaned with want as she took from him. Withdrawing, she licked his wounds closed before giving his brother the same treatment. Once she had taken their blood, she made a vertical cut across both her breasts and drew their heads close to her, Eric on one side, Ethan on the other. Like newborn babes, they suckled from her breast as she shared the gift of her blood with them. Instinct let her know when they had enough to connect them to her, but not enough to turn them vampire as well as she drew their heads back from her body.

“Mine.” she whispered, kissing them both and licking away her blood that remained upon their lips. Her dark gaze turned to look at Shane, a smirk upon her lips. She was now his mate…in every sense of the word.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 30, 2013 11:27PM

The Lair

The jeweled goblet glistened as Shane brought it to his lips. Blood of a virgin, so fresh and pure ran down his throat easily, as he enjoyed the erotic sounds of mating and feeding going on all around him. He knew this was the time to turn Carmen fully so that she herself may help guard against the wants and desires of Vincent. A blood doll stood either side of his throne, both only wearing the barest of silk that covered their nether regions. Wearing veils to cover their faces, they stood silently, as the twins were brought before his love, and offering themselves to her, for her pleasure and needs. Though Shane would normally be sinfully jealous of any other male touching his mate, he allowed this…for she was to be Mother…Queen of their coven. As their wandering hands crept up her thighs, he watched as she fought so desperately to maintain control. Carmen believed she was only for Shane, but this was different, completely different.

The lower female vampire who dared to challenge Carmen to her right to have the twins, made the fatal error to cross the new Queen, whose anger in keeping her new boys turned her fully into the angered Queen. Shane simply sipped his chalice, as the two women fought, and then Carmen flung the defeated bitch at his feet, telling Shane off for allowing such filth within their walls. Cowering, she raised her head to see Shane look down at the girl with a menacing gleam in his eyes. The Head Vampire rose slowly, and made his way down the podium, till he stood over the cowering vampire.

“Forgive me…I cannot help my addiction.” She pleaded, as Shane crouched, and cooed as he cupped her cheek. For a moment she truly believed he would show mercy, till his other hand rocketed out and punched right through her chest, tearing out her heart and throwing it across the floor at a pack of hounds, that ate it hungrily. He simply dropped the remaining carcass and then rose to standing, his chest and face splattered with blood. A blood doll handed him a cloth, and he slowly wiped it from his flesh, as he smiled on at Carmen. So beautiful she was, with the twins begging her to be hers. He handed back the blood splattered cloth, and then snapped his fingers as the drumming increased and the frantic pace of wild debauchery continued. Faster and faster, as the moans and groans of pleasure and pain filled the ears of all. The hounds finished off the remaining body of the fallen female, as Carmen took the two twins to her chest, and allowed them to suckle from her. Shane stood silently, amongst the backdrop of the frenzied orgy, while he nodded at Carmen. She had rightfully claimed her place as his mate.

Walking through the throng, many blood dolls cried for Shane’s attentions, as their vampire Masters and Mistresses restrained them, but Shane cared for only one. He stood before Carmen as she kissed and caressed her new twins, and he was pleased to see her in her glory.

“You truly are my Queen. Enjoy my gifts, my heart. May they bring you absolute pleasure.” The Head Vampire took only her hand, and kissed the back of it, before releasing it and then walking around her, before heading up the stairs, as the rest of the vampires swarmed around her and then clamored for her touch. She had her coven…and he had just given her absolute power. She had it all.

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Shane’s House (33) – River Marked.

17 Tuesday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Shane's House.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 07:58AM

It was a rare thing when Shane wasn’t cracking some kind of joke or giving her one of his huge movie star smiles. But she took his silence for what it was…he loved her.

As they held one another, staring into each others eyes, their bond solidified into something so strong, nothing short of death would break it.

He caressed her cheek, his love for her shining in his eyes. No words were spoken between them, for no others needed to be said. He pulled her close and kissed her with everything he had. It was desperate, but it was perfect, and she gave as good as she got, sliding her fingers into his hair and moaning as their lips and tongues slid against one another.

The blanket Jarvis had slipped around Carmen’s shoulders fell to the floor as she turned to straddle Shane’s lap, not removing her lips from his. They both needed this contact. As she was still in her bikini, it would give Shane easy access to her body if he desired.

Jarvis came to check on them at one point because it had gone entirely too quiet and he was actually flushing in embarassment when he returned to the room he was sharing with the girls.

“Are they all right?” Misty asked.

“They’ll be fine. They just need some time together.” Jarvis mumbled, still red faced. It had been like walking in on his parents having sex and though he knew Shane and Carmen went at it regularly…it was still embarassing to see.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:14AM

Media Room

Neither Shane nor Carmen realized that Jarvis had popped his head in to check on them. They were caught up in each other to the point nothing else seemed to exist. From Shane’s lap, Carmen moved to straddle him, as the blanket that Jarvis had placed over them fell to the floor. They were kissing each other deeply, and in a way this was how they copped with what had happened. The need to feel, touch and explore each other, as a way to find comfort from the other. Shane’s hands moved across Carmen’s shoulders, and down her arms, as he licked at her lips, and tugged on her bottom lip. This was not just about sex, though they did it often enough. They were both very sensual creatures, and this was what Carmen needed. Shane undid her bikini top, and undid it, drawing it from her body, before looking into her eyes. His fingers and lips may have been cold to touch, but his eyes held an inner warmth.

Another man had tried to take Carmen away from him, no doubt about it. Shane was once again claiming her, as was his right. Though he was often dominant and forceful, this was not a time to exercise such over her. The vampire treasured her, adored and loved her so much, that he had an untapped resource of strength that he never knew he had. Seeing her naked breasts, he lowered his head, and then nuzzled the right with his lips, before latching on, his hand moving to cup her left, and knead the nipple till it was taut. His hardness thickened beneath her, but he didn’t force her upon it. For now, he was simply loving her…giving her the chance to respond as her body wished.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:31AM

His hands, large though they were, treated her with the utmost delicacy and care as they trailed over her skin. He caressed her lips, nipping gently at her, causing a shiver of desire to lick at her spine. With his actions, he showed her that she was his greatest treasure, and his biggest weakness. And Vincent had nearly taken her from him.

He undid the ties of her bikini top at her neck and back, slipping the material from her body and tossing it to the floor. He lowered his head, nuzzling the right breast with his lips before pulling the taught nipple into his mouth. He cupped her left with his stong hands, kneading her skin until it puckered beneath his fingers.

Carmen whispered words of love and desire in the quiet of the room as Shane loved her. Her fingers ran through his hair as he suckled at her and she could feel the hardness of him pressing against her still-covered bottom. She moaned lightly, desire slowly igniting as she submitted her body to him.

They had weathered their first storm in the battle against Vincent. And they now knew what he was capable of, and who he was most likely to target first. Carmen was not going to fall apart like she had again.

“Shane…love me. Mark me as yours once more.” she whispered. She slid from his lap, moving to standing, not caring that she was bare-chested. She held out her hand to him and if he took it, she would lead him downstairs to the place where he had claimed her as his the night he brought her to his home.

It was symbolic.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 08:51AM

The Cell

A padded room, that he used to keep those prisoner or captives of his heart and pleasure. This was where it had begun for Carmen and Shane. A time when they denied that they loved the other, but in fact what lay beneath was a love so strong that it would be almost prophetic. He opened the door, and then holding her hand he led her in, letting the door close shut behind them. It was here, in this cold room, devoid of colour or fancy fittings, that Shane found his voice.

“So long ago, I brought you here. I captured you, and then I tormented you.” His hand brushed over hair, to move a stray curl behind her ear, as he continued to speak, his voice echoing as he did so. “I came to you at night time…when you were asleep. I took you, and as I held you I made you mine. You drank from me, as I buried myself deep within you.”

Shane stared into her eyes.

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“And I have never regretted it.”

History was to repeat, as he looked into her eyes, and knelt to tear her bikini bottoms, planting a kiss upon her mound, before rising to standing. Blue eyes piercing hers, as his fangs descended, and he inhaled deeply her scent.

“I dream of you constantly…I dream of drinking you dry…for I cannot get enough of you within me.”

He then led Carmen to the bed, and urged her to lay upon the bed, following her and laying behind her. It was how it was that same night…he tore at his wrist, so the blood would start to flow, and brought it around to her lips.

“Drink from me.” At this he bit down on her neck, breaking her skin and growling long and deep. The pair would start the ritual of completion, or joining. Shane closed his eyes, and pushed his hard head inside her moistened jewel. The feeding started with the subtle rocking of their hips together….a beautiful sight, bodies moving in time…enjoying each other’s blood, and recapturing their love once more.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:14AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

Shane opened the door ahead of her and lead them both inside, quietly closing the door behind him. Carmen looked around the room, the place where it had all changed for her. The manacle that had held her captive had been removed, as had the blood-stained sheets from when they had taken Brandi, and each other.

Shane finally spoke as she turned to face him. He stared into her eyes, slipping a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

So long ago, I brought you here. I captured you, and then I tormented you. I came to you at night time…when you were asleep. I took you, and as I held you I made you mine. You drank from me, as I buried myself deep within you.” He moved closer to her, pinning her in place with his gaze. “And I have never regretted it.”

“Nor have I.” was all she could think to say. He knelt and removed her bikini bottoms, pressing a kiss to her mound in supplication as she ran her fingers through his hair. He rose up before her, his fangs descending and inhaled her scent.

“I dream of you constantly…I dream of drinking you dry…for I cannot get enough of you within me.”

“Shane.” she whispered, a plea…for him to take what he wished from her. He took her hand and lead her to the bed, urging her to lay upon her side as he moved in behind her. It was the same position he had taken with her the night he made her his, only this time, she knew what to expect.

He tore at his wrist, making his blood flow and brought it to her lips.

“Drink from me.” he urged as his fangs sank into her neck, growling with lust behind her. She gasped at the pleasure-pain as she brought his wrist to her mouth. The moment her own fangs sank into his skin, his thick manhood pressed into her from behind and slid home within her body. Their hips rocked together as they fed from each other, a neverending cycle of love and unity. His blood energized her, his love sustained her as she released his wrist, licking at his wounds to seal the flesh. Done, she took his hand in hers and pressed it against her slick folds as he thrust into her body. She wanted to do all the things she’d only heard about but never had the guts to try. And she wanted that with her mate.

“Take me. Mark me. Love me.” she urged him, pressing his hand hard against her.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:36AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

He buried his fingers deep within her lush folds and started to finger her as he continued to thrust his hardness within her, still biting down and drinking her blood from her neck. The couple writhed in pleasure and sin upon the bed, and his growls could be heard with his lips pressed to her skin, sucking the sweetness of her blood into his mouth and swallowing deeply. His insatiable appetite for her blood spurred his hand and drove him to push deeper and back, his hips rocking and smacking behind her, becoming a frenzy, that had his eyes fly open, the colour of night. Gasping, he pulled back and licked the puncture wounds to seal, before withdrawing from her and then sitting up, urging her to do the same. He got to his knees, and then sliced open his chest in a diagonal line, as she faced him.

“Feed.” Shane said simply, as his glistening blood trickled from the cut in his chest.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:48AM

With both his fingers and cock within her, he was stretching her beyond her limits and she relished in his actions. He pulled in her blood from her as he made love to her in his way, making her moan and writhe within his arms. Flesh smacked against flesh, his movements almost violent as he pressed into her from behind. He wrenched his mouth away from her skin with a gasp, licking her wounds to seal them before he withdrew his advances and sat up. Urging her to do the same. He got to his knees and sliced open his chest as she faced him.

“Feed. he ordered, in a repeat of the night after he had claimed her. There was no hesitation from her this time. She scooted forward until she could wrap her arms around his well-toned hips, licking at the blood trickling from him in a fount. She looked up at him, catching his dark gaze with her own as she sank her fangs into his skin.

His blood re-energized her, his soul touched hers, his mind flowed with hers as did his blood.

«”Mine.”» she whispered across his thoughts. Again she sealed his wounds once she had taken her fill, and before he could move away, she moved lower and slipped his hardness into her mouth, sucking at him as if he were the last piece of candy on the planet. She moaned around his length, taking great enjoyment in pleasuring him in this way. And if his groans above her were anything to go by, he was enjoying it as well.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 09:58AM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

Staring down at her, his back arched so that his pelvis was pushed forward, Shane groaned in pleasure. They had shared in taking each other’s blood, a symbol of the mark, and now she was feasting on his flesh, taking in his long hard shaft, and treating it though it was delicious candy. Shane brought both hands down and then raked his fingers through her hair, before taking hold of a fist full. He only did this, so he could tip her head back slightly, and see the look in her eyes, as she downed his cock. Carmen was so skilled this way, teasing his delicate edge just under the hood, and then long laps to the base and back. He started to rock back and forth slightly, enjoying her hot wet mouth.

Then he had an idea, and withdrew from her.

“Lay down, love.”

If she did so, he would straddle her face, then lean on down, and bury his own face between her thighs. Pressing the head of his cock to her lips, he would start to drive his tongue between her slick folds, hovering over her, as he enjoyed her nectar. Shane would only speed up, as she took him to her mouth, and let the pleasures they were giving each other flow through her.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 10:35AM

Shane was enjoying her ministrations along his flesh as much as Carmen was enjoying him. He took a fistful of her hair in his grip, forcing her head up and catching her gaze as he rocked back and forth within her hot cavern.

A light seemed to go off in his mind and he withdrew his flesh from her, causing her to moan in disappointment. But it seemed he had a better idea.

“Lay down, love.” he urged. Wondering what he had planned, she did as he bade before he straddled her face, pressing his cock to her lips. She was excited beyong all measure at this manuveor, even more so when he bent forward and buried his face between her thighs. She took him into her mouth once again, moaning around his flesh as his tongue did pleasurable things to her lower body.

Her body writhed beneath his as he lapped up her sweetness, her own mouth and tongue doing wicked things to him. She relaxed her throat muscles, allowing him to slide deeper into her mouth. She worked her throat around him, and it was all the more better since she didn’t have to breathe.

Her juices were flowing as her orgasm approached. She sucked harder at him, urging him on, begging him with her body to make her cream. Her moans were coming louder the closer she got, the vibrations of her throat surrounding him in their grip.

And she was there!

She sucked at him hard, swallowing him deep as she bathed his mouth in her body’s release, her hips arching up off the bed as much as they were able with him over her.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 15, 2013 12:10PM

Dungeon Room/Sub-basement

This was the first time they had done such a manouvre, but Shane wanted to enjoy her as much as she enjoyed him. He parted her legs and then lapped between her folds with his rough tongue, while using two fingers to prize within her hot sex. All the while, he moaned as she deep throated him, working her tongue around him. Their bodies both writhed together, trembling from the excitement of their actions. Shane could hear her moan, wanting him to push further, and so he fingered harder, pushing as far as he dare, his tongue working and then nipping at her sweet lips. The build up within him was getting so, he found himself bucking with his hips, and soon he felt her release. Closing his mouth over her ripe opening, he drank from her, as her thighs locked on his head, while he started to fill her mouth with is seed. Shane shook violently, as he felt her milking him down. Together they were caught up in the tasting and sensations. Shane’s tongue coated, his mouth drenched, while her’s would be the same. Their moans would fill the air, as they finished each other off. Shane licked at her slowly, and sensually, cleaning her with his tongue.

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Shane’s House (27) – River Marked.

08 Sunday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Shane's House.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:04PM

Shane’s Bedroom

The sun had gone down an hour beforehand and all was semi-quiet in Shane’s household. Jarvis was making a meal in the kitchen while Bianca and Misty were quietly discussing what had happened at the beach and how to talk about it with Shane. None of them had seen him or Carmen since she’d brought him home that morning and were hoping things were okay between their sire and his mate.

In Shane’s bedroom, it was a different kind of story. Carmen had woken first, firmly wrapped in Shane’s arms and hadn’t wanted to move. Their naked bodies were pressed so close together she could feel every hair against her skin. She smiled before pressing a kiss to his chest in the hopes he would stir. He mumbled something but made no move to wake. She tried a different tactic, scooting even closer to nibble at the skin of his neck as her hand trailed along the skin of his arm and back. There wasn’t a real need to feed upon his blood. It was a simple act of love.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:20PM

Shane’s Bedroom

Entwined beneath the cool cotton sheet, Carmen was already stirring, as the automated shutters system had come to life and was lifting up revealing a pitch black night sky, with the moon out in full. Shane had not yet awoken from his slumber, but he did have a firm hold upon his mate, cradling her close to him. Whatever he was dreaming about, he mumbled incoherently, while she tried to stir him awake, with a light kiss to the chest. Nope, that would not be enough to wake our D.A. He had really tired himself out the night before, so waking him was going to take a little effort.

Soon, Carmen had changed tactics, and nibbled on a very sensitive area on the back of his neck, while her fingers danced up and down the skin of his back and arm. This…had an effect.

“You’re touching me.” he said with a groggy sounding voice, one eye opening, and then his hand reaching to take hers and toy with her fingers. “I like it.”

He adjusted himself and rolled over, so he could stare directly into the eyes of his love and then smiled at her.

“Evening, love. Mmm…You don’t want a feed do you?” He asked, having felt her nibble the back of his neck. “I could…rustle up a blood doll…and we could…eat sushi off her before drinking her, then…having mind blowing sex. OR, we could join the kids down stairs and eat…regular food.”

His eyebrows danced and he smirked, awaiting her reaction.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:27PM

He finally stirred and rolled his head to look at her, one eye opened. He looked appropriately sleep-tousled and sexy as hell.

“Evening, love. Mmm…You don’t want a feed do you? I could…rustle up a blood doll…and we could…eat sushi off her before drinking her, then…having mind blowing sex. OR, we could join the kids down stairs and eat…regular food.” His voice was rough and ragged and it made parts of her sit up and take notice.

“Mmm. Not hungry for food at the moment.” she whispered against the skin of his neck, sliding her tongue across his Adam’s apple and down to one of his nipples. She slipped the nubbin of flesh into her mouth and bit gently before swirling her tongue across its hardened peak. “How are you feeling this evening?” she asked, continuing to kiss, nibble and lick her way across his body. Her hand slipped between them and gently surrounded his member in her hand, stroking firmly. “We never did get that Chinese food last night.” she remembered, raising her head to nibble at his lips.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:40PM

Shane’s bedroom

“Mmm. Not hungry for food at the moment.”

While Carmen may not have been hungry for food, she was hungry for something, or someone else. Shane. Her hot whispers danced across his neck, her tongue skillfully teasing his adam’s apple, which moved up and down as he swallowed and tilted his head back slightly. The wily minx began her tour of his body with her tongue, sweeping down to his nipple, which she swirled around before biting it into hardness.

“How are you feeling this evening?”

“Right now…horny as fuck.” This was true, since she had now started stroking his member to hardness, then reminding him that they never got to have that Chinese meal the night before. “The delivery guy probably creamed his pants if he heard us in your office and dumped our dinner.” This was the last intelligible sentence that Shane would make, as he was reduced to dull groans, starting to move his legs and stretch out beneath the cotton fabric sheet.

Carmen brought her head up and started to nibble at his bottom lip, and that was it, he quickly flipped her and straddled her with ease. Looking down at her, licking his lips, he uttered.

“Forget Chinese…I’m eating in.” He then buried his face between her mounded breasts and motor boated in a frenzy.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:50PM

“Right now…horny as fuck.” he moaned as she continued to stroke him to full hardness. She smirked. “The delivery guy probably creamed his pants if he heard us in your office and dumped our dinner.” He stretched out beneath her under the cool sheets, giving her complete access to his body.

“Hmmm.” she mumbled, now thoroughly distracted with the hard muscles beneath her. When she moved up to nibble at his lips, it seemed to be enough of the teasing for him. He flipped her beneath him and planted himself between her spread legs with ease. He looked down upon her and licked his lips.

“Forget Chinese…I’m eating in.” he grinned, pressing his face between her breasts. She giggled at his antics, poking him in the sides.

“Shane!” she laughed, trying to tickle him into submission. He was in a playful mood this evening and she was glad to see him so carefree.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 09:57PM

Shane’s Bedroom

With his face buried between her gorgeous breasts and humming to himself in a musical way, she started to poke him in the sides, in an effort to tickle him into submission. But what it did was had him pull his head up and then give her an evil eye.

“Are you poking me?….Are you…poking me?…Is that your game? Poke for poke? Well, love…cop this!”

Oh he poked her back alright, raising up his hips and then with his pre covered member proudly standing to attention, he start to poke the head just inside her opening.

“This..*poke*…is….*poke….how….*poke*….you….*poke*…do it!” Now he was teasing her, only going in a few inches and then pulling out again, knowing full well, that once she got a taste of that, she was going to want a whole lot more.

The grin on his face grew as he waited for her to protest and moan.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:06PM

With her poking him, he decided to turn the tables on her and in a very big way. He looked up at her, a rakish grin on his face. “Are you poking me?….Are you…poking me?…Is that your game? Poke for poke? Well, love…cop this!”

Before she could protest, he was pressing his shaft into her body, not even going the whole length but just enough to tempt and tease her.

“This..*poke*…is….*poke….how….*poke*….you….*poke*…do it!”

“Dammit, Shane!” she groaned, hating the fact he was able to tease her in such a way. Well if that’s how he wanted to play, then she could give it right back to him. She reached as far as she could and squeezed the globes of his ass, all the while raising her head up to nibble at his neck once more. She was the expert at discovering his sweet spots, and the skin of his neck being nibbled upon always did drive him crazy. “Two can play this game, lover.” she hissed.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:15PM

Shane’s bedroom

Oh now it was on, with him teasing her mercilessly, by only entering her a tiny bit but making her want more. She rose to the challenge, gripping his ass cheeks tight and then drawing up her head to nibble his neck. Damn her, this always had a way of making him weaken. His laughter started to wane, and then you could feel the poking changing. Not teasing thrusts, but now he was going deeper, as he got bedroom eyes all of a sudden.

“Two can play this game, lover.”

It was no longer a game to Shane, his breathing changing, and his whole body moving in a smooth motion. She would no doubt feel it, as each time he entered her, he got deeper and deeper. This was toe curling stuff, at its finest. The teasing was at an end…a more serious affair was taking place.

<3>

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:27PM

She sensed the change in his demeanor, his strokes no longer teasing, his laugher drying up as he gazed upon her. His breathing became ragged as he pressed deeper into her body.

“Shane.” she whispered in the darkened room, his name rolling sensuously across his skin. Her head dropped back to the pillows as his body moved over hers. She drew her leg up over his hip, drawing him even deeper. A moan escaped her lips as the hairs of his chest brushed across her nipples with each of his thrusts.

“Love me, baby. Love me forever.” she whispered, her head moving from side to side as their tryst became much more than mutual pleasure. It was a bonding, an affirmation of their love to one another.

Though they were facing an adversary of unknown power, together they would face whatever Vincent tossed their way. He was going to have a very difficult time tearing Shane and Carmen apart.

Their lovemaking was purely sensual. Sweat coated their naked bodies and one would have a hard time distinguishing where one of them ended and the other began.

Carmen pulled Shane’s head to hers in a kiss that would curl his toes, tongues battling for dominance in their war of completion. She moaned, the sound loud in the quiet of the room, the sheets rustling beneath them as the moon surrounded them in her glow.

Arms and legs entangled, bodies moving together, breaths mingling as their desires mounted.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:40PM

Shane’s room

How does one describe the love between two beings like Carmen and Shane? So very different, each unique in their own special way. Both capable of being powerful, dominant and strong, yet at the same time there is a fragile side to each of them. One is Carmen’s insecurity, and the other is Shane’s self hate. Yet they had both overcome their fears, and mainly due to the love and support of the other. They fed off each other’s energy, blood and passion. It’s safe to say that if the time came, each would lay down for the other, and sacrifice themselves rather than see the other suffer.

Now, their teasing game had turned into a sensual experience, that heightened by the soft words, and gentle touch between them. Shane now kissed his woman with a hunger, his streak of dominance rising to the fore. His body raking over hers, in a show of majesty. Proud as he rode the waves of pleasure into her body and out again. Like the sea itself, untameable tides that crash over the crevices of lust.

“Love me, baby. Love me forever.”

“We have an eternity together.” Shane uttered, before drawing his head back, staring straight forward, as he concentrated on pleasuring his love’s g spot, with his ministrations. His mouth agape and flaring nostrils, a guttural growl emerged from his throat. He could feel the tightness of her nipples, being teased by the hairs of his chest. It excited him to no end, and he started to pick up the pace. Faster…pounding now, with a fury unrivaled by many a lover.

“Cum with me!” He roared, bringing his woman home to share in the orgasmic bliss.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:50PM

He pressed against that spot within her with unerring accuracy, causing her to cry out. His stokes became faster as he strived to bring her to completion with him.

“Cum with me!” he called out, pressing close and deep, harder and harder until with a scream, she clenched around him, holding tightly to him as her whole body shook in orgasmic bliss.

It was heaven and hell all rolled into one.

She felt as if she had fallen apart and he was the glue to put her back together.

She began to cry, clinging tightly to him. “I don’t want to lose you. Not after everything we’ve been through to be together.” she whispered.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

December 07, 2013 10:59PM

Shane’s house

Their bodies locked together, and then they rode the orgasmic wave in, both crying out as they hit their peaks simultaneously. It was simply incredible, and both shuddered and clung to the other, almost in desperation. Carmen started to cry and as her tears fell, Shane was kissing them away, whispering her name over and over under his breath.

Shane didn’t withdraw from her, instead rolled them on their side, and stroked her hair and her back. He kissed her as though it was the kiss of life, a soft moan escaping the corner of his lips. The moment they just experienced, beautiful beyond words, and he didn’t want it to end. For the first time in years, his whole body tingled, like a spark from a flame burning brightly within him.

Lost, he kissed her cheeks, then down her neck, again, her name whispered over and over. It wasn’t just sex, it was belonging…needing…and fulfilling each other. He finally stopped inches from her lips and uttered;

“If I am ended…at least I can be happy, for I had the greatest love of all.”

<3>

Shane’s House (25) – River Marked.

07 Saturday Dec 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Shane's House.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 09:54PM

She caught his lips twitching, as if he wanted to smile but couldn’t quite manage the energy to do so. “Please…” he murmured, tilting his head to the side.”Sweetheart, are you sure? You just had a shock.” she whispered. His hands fell to the desk behind him, propping him up and he arched his back.

“Please, love.” he stated once more, a plea. She couldn’t ignore him, not now when he was still feeling so much. She nodded, knowing she needed him as much as he needed her. But she was going to do this right. She reached out and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, sliding the material down his arms until it pooled around his wrists. His bare chest was exposed to the air and she watched his nipples pebble and harden beneath her gaze. She leaned forward, brushing her lips across his collarbone before trailing downward to suckle at a nipple, biting gently with her teeth. She blew air across the little nubbin of flesh, causing a groan to ease past his lips. She ran her hands along the hard planes and muscles of his stomach and chest as she stepped between his spread legs. She tilted his head to the side and leaned in to sniff at his masculine scent. “I love you.” she whispered, just before she sank her fangs into the thick vein at his neck. His blood, now suffused with her own, flowed into her mouth and she moaned at the taste of him. “Forever and always, love.” her mind brushed across his own as she drew his blood into her mouth. She felt his arms wrap around her once more as she took her fill of him.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 10:05PM

Only one woman could make him feel this way. The gentleness of her caress, the coolness of her lips as they pressed to his flesh, fairy soft. When she treated his nipple to special attention, his groan was unmistakable as his claws gripped the table behind him. She was a true goddess, working her magic upon him in his darkest hour. Bringing her alpha back to play. Her whispers “I love you” were met with a contented sigh, and he could only utter her name. “Carmen…” Ready to let her feed, he relaxed as she sank her fangs into his flesh. The pain and pleasure was exhilarating. He brought her into his arms, and closed his eyes tight. He breathed deeply through his nostrils, one hand coming up to stroke the back of her head, the other hand clasping her tight to his body….Like he didn’t want her to stop. And then their minds locked onto the other…a world within their heads, where they saw each other, not as vampires, but two people so very much in love. “Eternity is ours”. he replied to her mind. The sound of her suckling his blood, and his moans, filled the room. Amelia blinked and then heard it…before grabbing the teddy bear off the chair and covering her face.<3>

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 10:13PM

“Eternity is ours.” she heard whispered back. She withdrew her fangs from his neck, her lips stained with his blood and she wrapped her arms around his neck, sliding her lips over his, tongue dancing with his in an act of pure love. “Make love to me, Shane. Show me that the man I fell in love with is still with me.” she sent back to him, running her hands over his skin. She wanted him with a desperation that bordered on frantic. She took his hands in her own and pressed them to her still clothed breasts, urging him without words to take what she was freely offering.Neither of them knew that Amelia had returned to wakefullness and was covering her face in embarassment. They were two people caught up in their own desires for each other, reaffirming their love in the face of ever-increasing darkness of the upcoming battle.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 10:44PM

Was this really happening? Amelia thought to herself. And she thought Rodger and her were bad. It was clear, by the sounds and the odd thuds against the desk, that these two were in their own world, and about to get their freak on. She mouthed the words “oh hell no”, and then skittered under the desk, hoping to find refuge, as she stuck her fingers in her ears, and hoped….they liked to put a new meaning into the word “quickies”

The mind link between Shane and Carmen, was so strong, there was no need for words. Their bodies merely acted out the wishes of their minds, and Shane glanced down as Carmen took his hands, and cupped them to her breasts. A look of hunger crept into his eyes, and without warning, tore away at the soft material that covered her rounded globes. Expertly unhooking her bra, and tearing that off her shoulders, the frantic pace got worse, as he swept all the ornaments and trinkets, files off his desk, and picked up Carmen by the waist, then laying her down upon the desk top. Her hair splayed out around her face, made her look hauntingly beautiful, as he released himself from his pants, the trousers sliding down to just below his knee. Now he couldn’t stop himself, throwing her legs up over his shoulder, and positioning himself, his finger hooked into her panties, and tore them aside, in a jerking movement, that would tease her ripe lips. One hand free, he brought it down on her right bosom, and then thrust himself into her without a word said.

“I’m here…always…fucking…HERE! Inside you…feeling you…wanting you…feeding you…loving you!” he said in the mind link, while grunting audibly. She would feel his balls slamming against her back door, while he filled her up with his engorged shaft, pumping her vigorously with her juices, making for a hot friction. Shane’s shirt was unbuttoned, and she could see his full maleness in its prime. “Fuck I love you!”

<3>

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 11:07PM

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As she pressed his hands to her body, she could see the hunger take over in his eyes. He tore at her shirt and tossed the material across the room. Her bra shortly followed and without warning, he swept everything off his desk to the floor in a crash of sound that was sure to make anyone standing outside the door wonder what the hell was going on. He picked Carmen up by her waist and planted her in the middle of his now empty desk. Her hair was splayed out like a fan and he couldn’t help himself.

He undid his pants, releasing himself to her hungry gaze and she moaned with want. He grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulders, positioning himself at the ready. He hooked her panties and tore them aside. She groaned at the feel of the material licking across her swollen mound. With his free hand, he brought it to her breast and then thrust into her body without a word spoken between them.

“Shane! Yes!” she grunted with ecstacy through their link as he pounded her body, his engorged shaft easily plowing through her slick folds, making the friction between them intense. His shirt was still bunched around his arms and it allowed her to eye his masculine form with pleasure. She purred under his onslaught.

“I’m here…always…fucking…HERE! Inside you…feeling you…wanting you…feeding you…loving you!” he growled into her head and she let out a vocal cry that echoed around the room. She could feel his balls smacking against her anal passage and she tossed her head back and forth in delight. “Fuck I love you!

“And I love you so much.” she panted as she neared her peak. She arched her back, pushing him deeper into her body with great relish. She was so close!

She brought her legs down, hooking her ankles together at the base of his spine. This spread her open before him, allowing his thrusts to go deeper into her body and she cried out his name for all to hear. He was squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple and she was not going to last much longer. One hand gripped the edge of the desk in a tight-knuckle grip, her other slid down her body and pressed against that nubbin of flesh that was exposed between her folds. She rubbed herself, gasping at the double sensations of his thrusts and her fingers and her orgasm caught her by surprise, tearing through her soul like lightning. “Oh fuck!” she cried out loud, tossing her head from side to side as she clamped down hard around his thrusting cock.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 11:47PM

The pair were clearly in their own world, oblivious to the little witch who was squeezing her eyes shut hidden beneath the desk. Oh would the desk hold up to this frenzied coupling? She’d never heard anything like it before…well maybe on some really crazy horror porn flick. Burying her face in the teddy bear, she just hoped it would be over soon, and she could crawl out of the den, and to safety.

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But up top, things had heated up so much, that Carmen had laid herself out for Shane in a manner that made it even easier to hold her down. He stared down at her, his lips parted enough, as a drop of blood seemed to just hang from his bottom lip. His fangs discolored with her blood. She was bewitching to watch, as she writhed and arched her spine, gripping the table and then helping herself to her own flesh and pushed her fingers deep between her folds, only increasing the stimulation, and this set Shane off again. To see his woman pleasure herself as he ploughed her hard, gave him the extra push to reach the orgasmic finish line with her. No sooner had she screamed “Oh fuck!” Shane was right behind her, repeating the same words “Take it, Girl..Take it all!” Her clamping down on his thrusting cock was the pinnacle, and he gripped her breasts with both hands, using them to lever him in, the last few thrusts. Hard enough that they were skin to skin, smacking hard, then he started to release in hard blasts, jets of white coating her insides, as she stiffened and rode out her climax. His balls tightened, and he brought himself down to her breasts, one at the time hungrily tugging at them, licking and flicking the nubs, as she milked him dry, and had no energy left. Shane remained within her, his hands pinning hers down her legs still around him, but they remained fused together in the afterglow of their tryst.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 06, 2013 11:56PM

In the aftermath of their lovemaking, she lay prone beneath him, panting hard, his face pressed against her chest. She wanted to laugh, but didn’t have the energy. She didn’t want to move, his weight was comfortable against her body. His hands were still around her wrists, not pinning her, but relaxed. His hot breath brushed across her skin.”We really should try this in a bed sometime.” she murmured in amusement. He huffed out what sounded like a laugh against her chest and she started to giggle. She eased her hands from his lax grip and ran her fingers through his hair.

“Ready to take on the world, babe?” she wondered. His head came up and he gave her a tentative smile and a nod. “Do you think we should let Amelia come out from under the desk now?” she smirked. She had caught a glimpse of the young witch’s foot as she had dived beneath the desk before passion fogged her mind. She wasn’t embarassed over the fact that they had an audience. She was just sorry Amelia was subjected to their mutual lust.

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 07, 2013 12:06AM

Poor…poor Amelia. She felt the tremor of the desk finally stop, and the soft utterings between the two lovers, who were finally spent. Her face was the colour of a ripe cherry, and as soon as Carmen said “Do you think we should let Amelia come out from under the desk now?” Amelia wanted the earth to swallow her up….in fact she wished so hard, that her body shimmered and she vanished with a pop from under the table, and appeared in the kitchen, on the bench top, huddled with the teddy bear still to her face. Pulling it away slowly, she realized she had somehow teleported from the den to the Kitchen. All eyes were on her, as the last of the sparkles faded and she chewed her bottom lip awkwardly.“Please….don’t ever leave me lying unconscious in a room with those two ever again.” Amelia said with a whine to her voice. “I think I am going to need intense therapy.” Her sad face nodded.

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Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 08, 2013 03:47AM

Shane’s kitchenHaving helped Shane and Carmen to some extent, even though they had yet to emerge from the den of Sin, Amelia climbed down off the table, and set down the now crumpled teddy bear. She knew that she had already stayed out longer than she should have, and decided that she really should get back to Rodger’s and order dinner, like she had been told too. She was after all, Rodger’s girl, and had gotten all she could out of the teddy bear, in relation to Vincent, and Bridgette.

“I’ll just….show myself out.” Amelia said quietly, then nimbly picked up her bag near the door, and stepped outside, getting out her cell phone and calling for a taxi.

About ten minutes later, a yellow taxi pulls up, and she hops inside, praying that Rodger was still out working on that issue with Jennifer. As the cab pulled away, she huddled in the back seat, wondering if Shane and Carmen even noticed she was gone.

Probably not.

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(thread change, Rodger’s house.)

Re: [RP] Shane’s House

November 10, 2013 06:52AM

Carmen giggled as Amelia popped herself out of the room before she looked at Shane.”Well…we’re alone again, sexy. What shall we do?” she grinned, clenching around the semi-hard length still resting within her folds. She loved this man with everything that she was and would kill anyone who tried to seperate them.

She could still see some semblence of worry behind his eyes and she kissed him warmly.

“Stop worrying so much, Shane.” she murmured. “We will get through this and I will do everything I can to help you get her back. All right?”

Cloudtop Penthouses (9) – Rosas+Spinis: $Roarin’ Riches$

07 Saturday Dec 2013

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December 05, 2013 04:35AM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

The moon rose high in the sky, and cast its light down through the large glass windows that made up much of the eastern walls of Sam’s apartment. Laying curled up within Sam’s arms, was his soul mate and most cherished Damion, who had finally fallen asleep after the long shower they had together. Sam had slept soundly for much of the night, but subconsciously, he kept a close hold on his lover, drawing him into his body. Finally Sam’s eyes opened, and he could only gaze adoringly at the young man he held in his arms. The night had not been a dream, they had really made love to each other, and Damion had accepted him as his mate. Sam couldn’t help, but run his hands across Damion’s chest, while smelling his hair, and pulling him even closer than before. He didn’t wish to wake him, he just felt so complete having Damion laying in his bed. This was no simple love story, but their feelings were so deeply intertwined now. They were close on another level to most other people.

Sam knew if he stayed in bed, he was going to get carried away, already feeling a touch of morning wood. Thinking he was better to let Damion sleep, he pulled away and rolled out of bed, finding a light pair of cotton pants, and padding over to the kitchen, to make himself a pot of coffee. yawning and scratching his stubbled chin, he put the pot on the stove and lit the match, turning on the gas. Sam must have looked pretty rough, but in a sexy kind of way, as he leaned against the counter, and waited for the water to boil.

<3>

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 07:54AM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Damion was simply having the most erotic dream he could ever remember having. It was all sensual, skin touching skin, long teasing kisses culminating in that final act of love and desire as a body pressed upon his.

He moaned in his sleep, turning onto his back as the sheets rubbed over his sensitized skin. His body throbbed as the dream continued; lips caressing every inch of his body causing him to gasp and groan in his dream-lover’s embrace, fingers stretching and preparing him for what was to come. That single long press of hardened steel that made him gasp out loud.

He sat up as he did so, the dream slowly dissapating as he woke. His heart was racing and his cock was hard enough to pound a railroad spike as the sheets pooled into his lap. He rubbed a hand over his face, surprised. The dream had been so realistic to him. He gripped his hair in his hands and struggled to calm himself down. He was about to climb from the bed, not yet realizing he wasn’t in his room at home when his backside gave an angry but delicious twinge and he stopped moving, a groan easing past his lips.

His head shot up and his eyes snapped open as he quickly took in his surroundings. This wasn’t his room.

He was in Sam’s penthouse…in Sam’s bed…

Last night had been no dream.

He smiled.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 08:03AM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Hearing the delicious sounding groan coming from his bed, Sam raised his head and glanced over, only to see his lover writhing in the sheets. Fuck he looked so hot doing that. A twitch from Sam’s lips as he could only imagine what Damion was dreaming about, and he then poured himself a hot cup of coffee, and another for Damion should he wake up. He tried to keep the noise down, but he found himself staring over at Damion, again and again. Finally, Damion sat up in bed, and for a moment he appeared to look lost. The way he was grabbing at his hair. Poor thing. Sam picked up both cups and started to walk back over towards the bed, only stopping to set down the cups and the youth in him could hardly resist seeing his mate with a massive erection.

Sam climbed onto the bed, and then crawled up to his lover, his eyes watching him like a predator.

“Morning….Damion.”

He then started to kiss Damion’s neck, though he was on all fours still.

<3>

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 08:27AM

A movement caught his eye and he turned his head to see Sam coming toward him, two cups of coffee in his hand. Damion licked his lips as he stared at the fine figure Sam cut in his cotton pants. He couldn’t help but stare at the trail of dark hair trailing down beneath the waistband.

Sam set down the cups on the side table and crawled onto the bed, eyes watching him like a hawk. Damion felt his pulse race for a whole new reason.

“Morning….Damion.” Sam whispered, kissing Damion’s neck as his body hovered over his own. Damion let his head fall back and his eyes closed.

“Morning.” he moaned, fingers clenching into the sheets beneath his hand. “H-How long have you…been…awake?” he stammered as Sam’s lips trailed over his skin. Reality beat dreams any day and Damion wanted to pinch himself to see if he was still awake.

He couldn’t help himself as his hands slid upwards across Sam’s chest, feeling the wiry frame beneath his questing fingers.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 08:40AM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Sam could only smile between the kisses, hearing that gorgeous submissive tone of Damion’s. The stutter in his voice as he asked how long he had been up for. “About twenty minutes.” He pulled back from kissing him and stared down at his lover’s twitching erection. Sam’s cheeks actually flushed and he then whispered.

“What were you dreaming about, love? I could hear your moans from the kitchen.”He knew it had to be something about what they had experienced, but Sam wanted to hear Damion actually admit it. He flexed his pecks as Damion ran his hands along Sam’s chest, and let out a low growl of satisfaction.

Sam reached out and ran his fingers through Damion’s hair, before cupping his cheek. Again he was being gentle…like the calm before the erotic storm. It was just how he felt best to be with his love. They had made love but once, and followed that with heavy petting, but he didn’t want Damion to feel pressured. Sam wanted Damion to come to him, and let their relationship grow naturally.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 09:02AM

Sam could only smile between the kisses, hearing that gorgeous submissive tone of Damion’s. The stutter in his voice as he asked how long he had been up for. “About twenty minutes.” He pulled back from kissing him and stared down at his lover’s twitching erection. Sam’s cheeks actually flushed and he then whispered.

“What were you dreaming about, love? I could hear your moans from the kitchen.”Sam asked him. Damion’s face suffused with heat as he thought back to those dreams. Should he admit them out loud?

Sam looked expectantly at him and with a blush on his cheeks, he spoke his thoughts. “I was dreaming about you and me…and what we did last night.” He felt Sam’s muscles flex beneath his hands and smiled in wonder. It still surprised him that he drew such a response from his mate, after everything that they’d done the night before. Sam growled, causing Damion’s hardness to twitch. Damion gulped.

He felt Sam’s fingers brush through his hair before cupping his cheek. Damion dragged his eyes up to Sam’s, looking into his mate’s eyes. What he saw there stunned him. Passion, arousal…and pure unadulterated love.

Damion decided to take a chance. His body yearned for this man, his soul called out to his mate’s. He wrapped his arms around Sam’s neck and pulled his body on top of his. Damion took the initiative and kissed Sam, slipping his tongue into Sam’s mouth with a groan.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 09:24AM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Sam could hardly believe it, when his mate admitted that his dreams were of what they had done the night before. Truth was, Sam had never experienced the joy of love with anyone, the way he did with Damion. It not only felt good, it felt so natural to him. The Alpha was actually proud that his mate felt the way he did about what happened, and now he was again excited, with his bulge showing through his light cotton pants.

Damion reached to wrap his arms around Sam’s neck, and pulled him down, so Sam’s body would cover his own. The immediate feeling was indescribable, as the two men started to kiss each other. At first slow and gentle, with Damion slipping his tongue into Sam’s mouth, groaning into it. Sam responded, his hands wandering and then cupping the sides of Damion’s head. The kiss deepened, as their tongues wrestled, and the war was on. Lust was heating to friction, as Sam started to roll his hips against Damion’s. He had never wanted a man so much in his life. He broke the kiss, and uttered his name…breathlessly.

“Damion…” His large blue eyes searched his, and he whispered. “Stay with me…live with me. i want to wake up with you…I want to love you every day….I need you.” Sam couldn’t help himself, easing off his pants, and pulling back the sheet. He started to rain kisses all along Damion’s shoulders, his hands trembling, as he didn’t know where to touch him first. the feeling was incredible.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 09:36AM

Damion gasped as Sam rolled his hips against him, showing Damion he was wanted just as much as Damion wanted him. It was a heady feeling to the younger werewolf.

“Stay with me…live with me. I want to wake up with you…I want to love you every day….I need you.” Sam begged him, sliding off his pants and the sheet covering Damion. Sam pressed kisses along Damion’s shoulders and Damion felt Sam’s hands tremble on his body.

“But…my father…have to make…him…understand.” Damion gasped as he grabbed Sam’s asscheeks and squeezed. He couldn’t think straight, so caught up in his desires for Sam. He wanted him. “God! Sam!” Damion groaned as their cocks rubbed together, thoughts of his father disappearing from his mind like water over sand. As before, their passions were explosive and their thoughts were only for one another. Damion kissed Sam again as their bodies thrust against each other.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 09:49AM

Right at that point Sam didn’t care about Damion’s father, or anyone else for that matter. There was only one person that did, and that was the man kissing him at that point. They were now locked in a fevered embrace, their kisses were such that the two men moaned deeply into each other’s mouths, their hardened members were rubbing against the other, causing a friction that only made them super sensitive and throbbing harder. Sam had always been the antagonist, the alpha, but now both were showing signs of how great their needs were for the other, to be be fufilled and filled. Sam rolled over on his back, taking Damion with him, so Damion would be atop him. His hands reached around for Damion’s ass cheeks and kneaded them hard so he would be gyrating his hips against his.

Sam stared into his lover’s eyes and you could almost see tears of joy, before he hungrily kissed his lover again.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 10:02AM

Sam rolled them over so that Damion was now sprawled on top of his mate. Damion gasped as Sam grabbed his ass and kneaded them as he thrust hard.

“Sam!” Damion gasped, rolling his own hips. He felt the press of Sam’s head against his opening, and not even caring he wasn’t properly stretched, Damion eased up and over Sam until Sam’s thickness was inside of him. Damion gasped at the delicious burn and throbbed around the hardness.

“Yes!” Damion groaned as he rose up and down on Sam’s manhood, enjoying the stretch and burn as the passion ignited his body.

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 05, 2013 05:33PM

Penthouse 3 – Sam Malone

Sam looked up to Damion’s eyes, and he let out a loud gasp as his head pushed through Damion’s ring with minimal effort. His kneading hands that worked Damion’s ass as well as Damion’s own desires brought him down on the Alpha. The feeling was indescribable, tight and insane. It actually caused physical pain, for nether were truly ready for the other, but their passion drove them both over the edge, and Sam could only go with it now. Damion was practically bouncing on his lover, driving himself further and further till their skin met and slapped hard against the other. Sam was lost for words. His beautiful mate astride him was a sight that turned him on like no other. His hands changed from Damion’s buttocks to his chest, running up and down in strokes, as he licked his lips, wetting them till they shone.

Sam’s body trembled and shook beneath Damion’s, jerking his hips upward in thrusts to skillfully time his movement with his lover.
“Ride me!” He cried, now gritting his teeth.

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 06, 2013 08:03PM

“Ride me!” Sam begged him as Damion rose over him again and again.

“Yes!” Damion cried out as Sam pressed against his prostate. The feeling was indescribable. He could feel every vein in Sam’s cock as he rode out his completion. He could feel himself reaching that peak and he took his own cock in hand, stroking his own flesh in time to Sam’s thrusting beneath him. “Oh…god…Sam!” Damion called out as his whole body trembled violently. He clenched around Sam’s hardness as he rode him harder and faster.

“Uhh…yes…ohh…mmm…fuck!” Damion growled, slamming his lower body as hard as he could. He was so close!

Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 06, 2013 08:23PM

Sam’s bed

Sam made the demand, and his lover was not shy now in doing what he was told. He went from being the submissive wolf, to finding that his own pleasure was now mounting so much, he could unleash his true being and experience the rawness of their love. Watching Damion was incredible. Sam’s eyes flowing over him from his facial expressions, to that of him jerking his own cock. This had Sam thrust up harder, skin slapping in a flurry of movement, as he hissed and growled through gritted teeth. His mouth then opening as he gasped at Damion clenching his stiff member and pulling it time to his rhythmic bouncing.

“Uhh…yes…ohh…mmm…fuck!”

“Yeaaaaaaah…that’s it. Fuck me Damion…fuck it…God you feel…Mmmah!” Sam grabbed shoulders and brought him down, to kiss him as their bodies were fused together. Insanely fucking the life out of each other, Sam’s cock buried deep into Damion’s ass as it pulsated and stretched his hole, then he grunted with power, as he started to cream inside his lover. He kissed Damion hungrily, holding him down as their bodies writhed and spasmed. This just felt so right and Sam was hungry for Damion with an insatiable need. He rolled over and then pulled out of his lover, grinning as he stared at his throbbing cock. He inched down and then with lightning reflexes, he took his cock into his mouth, pinning him to the bed, and started to suck him violently, practically pushing him up the bed. His tongue sweeping around his length, while he forcibly tried to milk his lover. It was animal like and so not like what he had done before. The Alpha’s eyes darkened and he kneaded his lover’s thighs with his fingers, moaning with a mouthful…

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Re: {RP} Cloudtop Penthouses

December 06, 2013 08:36PM

Sam grabbed Damion by his shoulders and hauled him in for a kiss as his body jerked and spasmed, filling Damion with his hot cream. Damion moaned into Sam’s mouth, still riding him, trying to reach his own climax.

Sam rolled over and pulled out of Damion, much to his surprise.

“Sam…wha—Oh god!” Damion gasped as Sam took Damion’s hardness into his mouth, pinning Damion’s hips to the bed before he could arch away. Damion moaned, his fingers clenching into Sam’s dark locks as his toes curled. Sam did not let off of him and Damion could feel himself approaching a serious meltdown. He pulled on Sam’s hair, trying to get him to let off before he exploded, but it was too late.

Damion threw back his head with a cry as he erupted into Sam’s hot mouth. his whole body shaking so hard the bed moved. “Sam! Oh! God!” Damion repeated over and over as he struggled to breath, bathing Sam’s wet mouth and tongue in his pearly seed.

It was moments before Damion came down from his high, struggling to breath as he looked down at Sam. His eyes were wide with shocked arousal and he gulped hard.

“I…love you.” Damion panted.