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Rules: - simple and easy.

1) Unless you obviously already have an agreement or something going with another character, please ask before you post under their thread wanting to have sexy times. THIS INCLUDES PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE THE RP AS WELL! If you aren't part of our group but want to have some fun sexy times with a character... well, shoot them a PM! Within the group, please do the same as a courtesy.
2) Don't be discouraged, upset, or anything similar if someone doesn't want to sex up with your character. Just reply to their PM with a 'no thanks' if you really don't want to for whatever reason. They could be too overwhelmed with other threads, or wanting to concentrate on one, or just don't have time to take more than one thread. Don't take it personally, please.
3) Post down below with your name AND your location in the subject of the thread if you want to be somewhere specific (like Jim will be specifically on the bridge) and change it for anyone who comes by. That way, its the absolute easiest way to find someone, track someone, gloss over someone, whatever.
4) If you're going to be doing something that COULD squick someone, please mark it with a warning in the subject of the comment. Just a courtesy thing!
5) Talk to someone before sliding into a multi-person scene. Don't just interrupt without making sure you're wanted.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
Christine drew back, just far enough to be able to meet De's eyes again.

This should feel strange, she thought. After all, this was De. He was her friend.

And yet.

"Yes," she said, quietly but without any hesitation in her voice.

She leaned in again, her eyes sliding shut as she pressed her lips gently against his.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
And there it was, almost before he knew was was happening, the press of her lips against his. For a moment he didn't respond, almost taken-aback, almost worried that he had forgotten what to do after so long. So long since he had felt this rush of nervousness and uncertainty and all new...desire.

It was only a second though, until the natural responses kicked in, and he felt his mouth open against hers, felt his tongue tentatively lick against the softness of her lips, and it felt right.

He moved his free hand, the one that was not still enclosed within her grasp, slowly, still a little unsure, up to rest in a gentle caress of her cheek.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
She'd been worried, a little, when he didn't respond right away. Afraid that she'd misinterpreted the signs, that she was moving too fast.

But then he parted his lips, his tongue licking against her, and she opened her own mouth in return, letting out a sigh that was half relief, half anticipation. She tilted her head slightly, pressing against the soft touch of his hand, and raised her own free hand to his back, gently drawing him closer.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
It did still feel strange, as much as it felt right; the slightly different taste of her lips, the different shape of her body, the different way it felt when it pressed against his. It felt strange, new, but it felt right. He didn't want to pull away. He didn't want to stop.

He let himself be pulled closer towards her, deepening the kiss as she did so, hand on her cheek shifting to her neck to thread through her hair. He twisted the enclosed hand in hers, seeking out her fingers to entwine them with his, not wanting to let her go, wanting to keep her close.

He had to pull back, briefly, to catch his breath, resting his forehead on hers and breathing deeply. He looked down, gently encouraging her to open her eyes with a finger, before he could look down into them, so close, so near. He didn't want to say anything, to break this mood with words. He asked, with his eyes, if she wanted to continue. He was tentative, and unsure, but he knew that he wanted to be close to her, and that he wanted to keep his hand in hers, and that the press of her lips against his was...delightful.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
He brushed his thumb gently against her skin, and she opened her eyes, gazing up into his. He'd drawn back, but not far. His eyes were patient, silently asking her permission to continue, but not without a spark of desire that sent a shiver through her.

She smiled, and squeezed his hand gently, enough to encourage him. And then she moved in close again, tilting her head slightly to press a more insistent kiss against his lips, pressing more fully against him as she stroked a hand slowly along his back.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-15 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
Just that smile of encouragement was all he needed to gain a little more confidence, releasing the fingers that he had been grasping since the kiss began, moving his hand round to rest gently above her hip, ensuring that the press of her body against his wouldn't stop any time soon. He felt it, felt it all, a desire, a longing he hadn't felt for so long now, had never really considered that he would feel again.

"You," he whispered, breaking the kiss again, only to kiss her nose, and her forehead. "You...I don't know. But you." He pressed his lips against hers once again, wondering if he could hold her any closer against him.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-16 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
Christine smiled, humming in contentment as De nudged her nearer. She slid her own newly freed hand across his side, caressing gently through his shirt. He wasn't as thin as he had been; he'd always be slight, she supposed, but there was a wiry strength now under her fingertips. She moved her opposite hand to mirror the first, exploring gently even as she stretched up to deepen the kiss.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-16 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
De smiled through the kiss - it was pleasant, no, it was more than pleasant; it was what he had been missing, this close, intimate contact with a woman, this feel of her skin against his, her breath, her smell her touch.

He somehow found the confidence to shift his hand down from her hip, down onto the round curve of her buttocks. For now, he just rested it there, but there it was.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-17 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
A thrill went through her as he shifted his hand, and Christine's grip tightened, clutching his shirt.

"De," she managed as she broke the kiss to look up at him, and she found that she didn't have the words to continue. She reached back to place her hand on top of his, gently maneuvering it underneath her skirt.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-23 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
Something leaped within him, some feeling, something deep in the depths of his stomach as she maneuvered his hand under the fabric of her skirt, so he could begin to feel the heat of her skin against his. "Mmm," he managed, circling his hand gently. The presence of her hand on his, guiding him, was welcome. Needed.

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-24 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
She kept her hand there for a moment, guiding him slowly along her upper thigh to rest on her buttocks, the satin panties slippery underneath his fingers.

When he squeezed gently, experimentally, she gasped, shifting her hand from where it rested on his to creep up underneath his shirt, smoothing her hands along the firm skin underneath.

"De," she murmured, bending her head to rest on his shoulder. "You're gorgeous."

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-24 02:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] de-forest.livejournal.com
"Nono," he breathed against her ear, inclining his head to rest closely against hers. "You're gorgeous. So beautiful," he whispered, nibbling the tip of her ear softly where it met his lips. "So beautiful," he repeated, stroking his hand along her panties, moving his other hand up her side, nearer to her breasts, although he didn't reach them just yet.

The touch of her hands against his skin was like a jolt of electrity running through his body, and he found himself trying to press deeper towards her to increase the sensation that was beginning to course through him.
Edited Date: 2010-02-24 02:56 pm (UTC)

Re: DeForest - Botany

Date: 2010-02-24 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headnursechapel.livejournal.com
Christine giggled, a little giddy and breathless. "All right, then," she agreed. "We're both gorgeous. How's that?"

She turned her head to capture his lips in a brief kiss, not giving him a chance to reply. And then she pulled back, just enough to take the hem of his shirt in her hands, easing it gently up and off.

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