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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.
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: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-10 02:33 am (UTC)Oh.
She could really kiss. He was actually a little dizzy.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-10 09:09 pm (UTC)She fell solidly half on top of him, but he didn't seem to notice; he was too busy kissing her everywhere. He whimpered against her mouth and something tightened low in her belly. She kissed back, squeezing his hands once before gently releasing them, moving them to rest lightly on his sides.
She didn't want this to be over too soon.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-11 03:22 am (UTC)He grinned up at her, sheepish, but didn't look away. She felt nice, laying there.
"I guess you win." Teasing. "This round."
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-11 03:58 am (UTC)His skin was smooth and so warm under her hands. She stroked her fingers along his sides, down to where hipbones jutted out under too-baggy pants.
She glanced at him.
"I suppose I had an unfair advantage after all."
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-11 05:13 am (UTC)He nodded, tilted his head at her with a smirk. "Maybe a little."
He snaked one long arm up her back, stroking gently, but determined.
He'd decided. Those hair pins were going to come out.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-11 06:08 am (UTC)And suddenly the pronoun didn't make so much sense as it had a moment ago.
She turned her head slightly, enough to press a kiss against his chest. Just where it started to rise.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-11 08:17 pm (UTC)Wow. That was entirely new.
He didn't quite squeak. Definitely squirmed, petting in what he hoped was encouragement.
He was going to pay very thorough attention. To see if she liked it back.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-12 07:19 am (UTC)But he only stroked a hand through her hair, carefully unwinding the curls.
She moved just enough to offer another kiss, slightly lower than the last. Her mouth fell open slightly, this time, the barest flicker of tongue across warm skin.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-21 01:45 am (UTC)"I--" he curled his fingers close along the nape of her neck, traced the graceful line of it to grip her shoulders, squeezing gently. Hummed his approval. "Oh."
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-25 01:40 pm (UTC)And...what was the worst that could happen, if he changed his mind? He certainly hadn't shown any sign of wanting to hurt her so far.
She pushed up, away momentarily, feeling a slight twinge of disappointment as his hand fell away from her shoulder.
And straddled his hips, bending her head down to gently take a nipple into her mouth.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-26 10:17 pm (UTC)Christine slipped out from beneath his hands and backed up, and he looked away swiftly, the first shape of some polite excuse already shaping behind his lips.
But her legs eased over his as she moved back and settled against his hips--slight cool weight and soft pressure--and leaned down close.
He did not squeak. He did sometimes purr, a little.
She was beautiful and sweet and kissing him. (Sent a shiver of heat down his spine and he shifted gently under her, angled his thigh slightly; she was cool to the touch but not all over.)
Hopefully she didn't mind being held, didn't mind hands warm and close on the small of her back.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-03-28 12:31 am (UTC)He was lovely.
Ayel shifted his leg up between hers, and Christine gasped, her hips tilting instinctively to press closer. Oh. Just...there.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-04 05:18 am (UTC)"You're beautiful," he said.
The words were out of his mouth before he could get them back, stupid, stereotypical; she might laugh. But then, he could always kiss her again, too.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-06 10:30 pm (UTC)"You, too," she managed, finally. And paused again. Suddenly the long sleeves and thick fabric of her dress felt itchy and uncomfortable.
"It's, um." She swallowed. "It's a little warm in here, don't you think?"
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-06 11:33 pm (UTC)A little warm? She was uncomfortable, and he was--warm all over, hadn't she said so before? Too warm.
Wait. Wait, maybe it was like his ice water, had nothing to do with the thing itself. Was just a prop, only an obstacle.
That fabric was nice, smooth and sleek, but there was a lot of it and it wasn't her skin. Was just a little too much of it, and not enough of her. That was probably what it was--sleeves like an overcoat, trapping the heat close to her skin.
He stared gravely at her for a long moment--but not too long.
"There's nothing to be done," he intoned, dark and low, fingers snaking higher along her spine, after the fastener that was here somewhere--he'd split one just like it, before, and Elements be thanked for faulty Fed garment construction. "You'll overheat. We have," he said slowly, knowing his eyes glittered, knowing the grin spoiled it a little, "we have no choice. This dress can't stay where it is."
There, in the collar--he gave it a little tug.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-09 11:38 pm (UTC)Then she felt his fingers traveling slowly up her back, and she bit her lip to hide an answering grin.
"Well..." She pretended to consider it, and nodded, feigning reluctance. "I suppose you're right."
He'd already found the zipper. She couldn't help him, from here, or see enough to figure out the complicated fastenings on his pants. Not that she'd have taken the liberty anyway - not yet.
So she lowered her head again, pressing more kisses to his chest as he slowly drew the zipper down, encouraging and thanking at once.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-15 02:25 am (UTC)It was easier, the fastener, with her leaning close--he could see what he was doing, even if he was distracted not that it was bad to be distracted, oh no, rather the opposite, goodsoftwet--he had to breathe, to pause, to still his hands and lift smoothly; didn't want to tear the cloth.
He followed the line of the fastener, craned his neck to
gasp as lips closed down firmexamine the seam, the tiny white teeth that murmured apart over her bare skin, cool and silky to the touch.The powder-blue hook-and-eye clutched at the tips of fingernails that were longer than he was used to, longer than he remembered, and she shivered a little, trembling under his hand. She didn't edge away--hadn't hurt her, then.
"Christine, I--" what were the words, she smelled so good, was so pretty. Curled his fingers under the elastic, not hard enough to pull or snap. "May I?"
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-16 10:45 pm (UTC)She pressed a kiss to his breastbone, the skin there warm and smooth, and then looked up at him. He was so close, his cheeks flushed green slightly - other people might have found that strange or unsettling, but to Christine it was beautiful. She pressed gentle fingers against the hollow underneath his cheekbone, gazing up into warm brown eyes.
"Yes," she said. It came out as a whisper; no, oh no, he had to know she wanted this. She leaned forward, pressed their lips together briefly before repeating it more definitively. "Yes, you may."
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-17 03:09 am (UTC)She'd warmed against him little by little, a glow of pink showing under her skin, a reddening flush to her lips. Different. Lovely.
She liked his eyes. Where had that come from--ah.
It didn't always happen. Only with someone special.
And she wanted him back.
"Wonderful." A low, feline hum of satisfaction against the corner of her mouth, fingers curling as he carefully unhitched the clasps.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-18 03:40 am (UTC)Still...there was no hurry. She stayed where she was a moment longer, enjoying the solidness of him beneath her, the comforting warmth of his hand against her back.
And then pushed up and away, allowing her hands to linger on his torso before reaching up to begin working her sleeves down over her hands.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-26 02:51 am (UTC)Oh. Well it would just be rude, not to help a lady. He stroked her shoulder with his free hand she had lovely skin, too; that would be good, to feel that all over.
"Allow me." It was a low hum. Not quite asking anymore.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-04-26 03:44 am (UTC)They fit close against her arms, and it took some maneuvering for him to work them over her hands. Some contact was, of course, inevitable. She tried to hide her smile at the way his cheeks burned green when his fingers brushed against hers.
"Thank you," she murmured, as the sleeves finally came free and the dress crumpled, pooling around her hips. Her bra hung loose on her shoulders, scratching irritably against her skin, and she reached up automatically to pull it away and drop it to the side.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-05-01 02:09 am (UTC)Ayel just watched her, for a long slow moment, followed a flush of pink upward from her hips, the smooth expanse of her waist and the gentle curving slope of her ribs. And higher still.
He knew he was blushing, could feel the heat of it in his face, in his skin. He grinned his way through it and wriggled back a bit, pressing for contact as he slid his elbow to the side, used it to lean closer as he tilted toward vertical.
Even through the blush, she still looked faintly chilled. Goosebumps.
He would just have to help her get warm. Best to do that by keeping close. He curved his neck inward against her, pressed a soft kiss against the rounded dip of her shoulder, right where it became her collarbone.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-05-04 12:53 am (UTC)His skin was warm and soft as he pressed against her, and she bent her head against his neck, wrapping one arm around his back to support him as she reached her other hand up to stroke through short hair.
"So beautiful," she murmured, her breath tickling his ear.
Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-05-04 03:12 am (UTC)The gentle pressure of breath against his ear, the sweep of fingers combing through his scalp, flickered sensation down his spine. Registered almost more than the compliment, beautiful; she was beautiful, too.
He kissed her in answer, lips pressed down soft along the smooth bone that drew a line, pointed the way to the hollow of her throat. But he'd hurried before, seen her eyes flash wide and white in alarm when he rushed her, at first. She was just as wonderful a little at a time.
He let a sigh escape against her skin and traced after it with his lips.
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