Sanctuary's Reality [O/A] [SEMI-LIT] Walk-in's welcome

Do you like? <3

Yes! Of course =D	53.8%	[ 7 ]
No! This sucks a**! ;-;	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Maybe...I don't know...Seems complicated [:O I'm sorry]	15.4%	[ 2 ]
Oh sweet merciful gold! I have come for thee!	30.8%	[ 4 ]
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[adziulaaa]

>>XXXXXMatt, simply MattXXXXX<<
Reality is determined not by what scientists
or anyone else says or believes
but by what the evidence reveals to us.

He returned the kiss, as passionately as before, easily keeping up with her pace. His hand slid down from her chin to her neck, as his fingers traveled down the pearly skin, resting at one of her shoulder blades. Matt observed her behind his partly closed eyes, exploring the full of her mouth ; his tongue fit into any nooks and crannies. She had quite some experience, but it wasn't that he was some kind of unsocialized little boy scout still in the faze of virginity. Traveling to here and there did make him come across different situations, events and actions and all of the knowledge he received, locked itself into his brain.

Chrissy did indeed taste wonderful, like wine, spreading through him with immense speed. It was as if his insides were covered by the thick unknown, seeping into his muscles and bones. The flame grew, traversing all the way to his skin. Her face began transforming to unclear, and he concentrated forcefully. Even if not as clear in the mind, he could take a guess it wasn't only the drink that was now intoxicating his insides. The twins' specie still wasn't known to him. But knowing that, he slowed down his kiss, a sign intentionally directed to them that the unknown drug was already working on him. She broke away, Chris appeared out of nowhere, holding him up. Everything happened extremely swiftly, and he frowned trying to concentrate.

The cup was pressed against his lips, its content spilled slowly into his mouth. He reached for the wine glass, his hand rising unsteadily. Clasping it tightly, he sipped on it carefully, making sure he wouldn't choke. Whatever Christina had drugged him with before, was now reinforced by the drink. But still, it could not be compared to the girl's kiss. His onyx eyes were half-lidded, as he looked to both of the twins as if trying to notice any reaction. Only impatience and excitement he saw, though. "It is certainly pleasing, Chrissy," he smirked, his voice still wavered. "You could earn millions on such a drug." Confirming them that he thought it was the drink that intoxicated him, was truly intentional. It would be easier to find out what they were, and maybe the whole secret of this house, if he didn't arise any suspicions. And that, he could only achieve by acting a bit less observant, rather air-headed.

[I_dont_live_here]

...you can call me Christopher.
You can call me Christina...

The two were like peas in a pod. Never alone, never lost. They walked and talked as though they were normal, but where one went, the other followed. What mysterious force, designed these beings. Guess we'll never know, but you'll be seeing..

Christina only smirked when he spoke. "That's what makes me such a good bartender." She whispered to him softly. She bent her lips to his neck and nibbled on the soft tender flesh gently. You know..Chris and I would really..love to play with you." She said kissing down his neck onto his collar bone and nibbling there. "So I think..that you should come to our room.." She purred gently licking her lips.

Chris pulled him away from her and easily put the man's arm around his shoulder. However, he was more or less holding Matt's weight. He didn't say anything though as he looked down at the black eyed man and smiled. Perhaps this one wasn't into men...well he soon would be. His red eyes turned as his sister skipped off in front of him and the boy. "Come along..you wouldn't want to keep her waiting.." He said softly having turned towards him to whisper in his ear.

Finally they reached the room. Oo the room..Chrissy watched as Chris put Matt onto the bed. "Don't worry..we'll be gentle.." Chris purred into the other boy's neck. His blonde hair was suddenly released as Chrissy took a hold of him and began kissing him quite passionately. That was only half her attention though. The other half was rubbing against Matt's lower half. Yes..the friction was nice.

[Austaris]

Having wandered the corridors of the House for a while, Isodor was convinced he was lost, his fears reinforced as he arrived at a doorway leading to the estate grounds,
"I could have sworn I followed Yuuta's instructions..." LaMont sighed, shaking his head and resigning himself to many wanderings through the house to get his bearings of the place.
In the mean time he decided that he would wander the gardens and maybe play a few songs.
Keeping close to the House, Isodor wandered around the perimeter, gazing over the estate grounds. It looked even more expansive than he first anticipated.
Whistling to himself at the size of the place, LaMont settled himself underneath an open window, musing to himself at how much the place must have cost to buy, and the maintenance costs as well.
"A well off family, to be sure," he muttered, unclipping his violin case and playing a few notes, "maybe this will be my lucky break after all."
Falling into his own thoughts, LaMont began to play a slow song, though more cheerful and full of life than the previous song he had played, more mimicing the weather and the ambiance of the day rather than his mood this time.
The music floated across the gardens, and up through the open window into the room beyond, which was ironically enough, the Library, the very room he had been looking for.