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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:35 am
Ryonen Arceli She contines to kiss him, bite his lip, her hands moving over his body. The taste of blood spurs her on and she grabs at his bum again, rubbing herself agasint him. She barely gives as he pushes. She seems a lot stronger than one would expect. Her eyes and teeth ar remaining the same, however. It's only been 12 hours since her last fix... *tries to push her off again, but falls backwrds himself, bringing her down on top of him* Arceli lands on him, and again her desires are simply boosted. she begins to tear at his clothing, buttons poopping off and cloth tearing. She stops kissing his mouth and begins kiss his neck, biting here as well but not drawing blood. It still hurts.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:36 am
Arceli Arceli lands on him, and again her desires are simply boosted. she begins to tear at his clothing, buttons poopping off and cloth tearing. She stops kissing his mouth and begins kiss his neck, biting here as well but not drawing blood. It still hurts. Get off me, you crazy b***h! *rolls them both over so he is on top, using his weight to pin her arms to the floor* You need help, Arceli.
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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:39 am
Deerkin DeadPulseProductions "I suppose if I was to ask for a kiss, even a peck on the cheek, then that would push you to go pro bono on this one? I guess I won't push my luck then. Or general lack there of." *pulls out a chair* "Would you like a seat? I'd offer ya another dart but, I'm afraid of where you'd throw it." I don't work for free. Ever. *leans right in, her cheek almost touching his and she whispers* I wouldn't even need the dart. *kisses him quickly on the cheek* *he felt her lips brush his cheek and it seemed that the breifest of second paused. The world ceasing to exist for the few moments. All too soon it was over but, the smile would of needed to be sandblasted off his face. It also seemed to cause a rare event. He was silenced for a few seconds.*
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:40 am
DeadPulseProductions *he felt her lips brush his cheek and it seemed that the breifest of second paused. The world ceasing to exist for the few moments. All too soon it was over but, the smile would of needed to be sandblasted off his face. It also seemed to cause a rare event. He was silenced for a few seconds.* Now be a good boy and fetch me a drink. Vodka on the rocks.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:41 am
Ryonen Arceli Arceli lands on him, and again her desires are simply boosted. she begins to tear at his clothing, buttons poopping off and cloth tearing. She stops kissing his mouth and begins kiss his neck, biting here as well but not drawing blood. It still hurts. Get off me, you crazy b***h! *rolls them both over so he is on top, using his weight to pin her arms to the floor* You need help, Arceli. When she's pinned away from him she begins rubbing her legs together. She says, desperately. "I need you..." She tries to reach up to him and is still surprisingly strong, for a woman with a slight frame like herself, but his weight holds her down.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:43 am
Arceli When she's pinned away from him she begins rubbing her legs together. She says, desperately. "I need you..." She tries to reach up to him and is still surprisingly strong, for a woman with a slight frame like herself, but his weight holds her down. *keeps her pinned* Why me? Why not that other guy? *nods towards DeadPulseProductions* What makes me so special!?
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:44 am
Ryonen Arceli When she's pinned away from him she begins rubbing her legs together. She says, desperately. "I need you..." She tries to reach up to him and is still surprisingly strong, for a woman with a slight frame like herself, but his weight holds her down. *keeps her pinned* Why me? Why not that other guy? *nods towards DeadPulseProductions* What makes me so special!? She doesnt say the real reason. it turns her on when he gets scared. Instead she comes up with an excuse. She moans as she says it. "You're hot... I want you..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:45 am
Deerkin DeadPulseProductions *he felt her lips brush his cheek and it seemed that the breifest of second paused. The world ceasing to exist for the few moments. All too soon it was over but, the smile would of needed to be sandblasted off his face. It also seemed to cause a rare event. He was silenced for a few seconds.* Now be a good boy and fetch me a drink. Vodka on the rocks. "Woof." *he darted to the bar and decided to try and show off. He took out the glass and ice, setting them up. He grabbed the bottle by the neck and tossed it in the air, attempting to caatch it in the other hand. He missed. The bottle crashed to the floor.* "Oops." *grabbing another bottle, he went for the less flashy route and simply poured it. He returned to the table.* "No wine today?"
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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:46 am
Arceli She doesnt say the real reason. it turns her on when he gets scared. Instead she comes up with an excuse. She moans as she says it. "You're hot... I want you..." Hah. Now if I let you up, you have to promise that you won't jump on me again. Okay?
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:47 am
DeadPulseProductions "Woof." *he darted to the bar and decided to try and show off. He took out the glass and ice, setting them up. He grabbed the bottle by the neck and tossed it in the air, attempting to caatch it in the other hand. He missed. The bottle crashed to the floor.* "Oops." *grabbing another bottle, he went for the less flashy route and simply poured it. He returned to the table.* "No wine today?" Not today, I'm officially released from my... obligations until the new year.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:48 am
Ryonen Arceli She doesnt say the real reason. it turns her on when he gets scared. Instead she comes up with an excuse. She moans as she says it. "You're hot... I want you..." Hah. Now if I let you up, you have to promise that you won't jump on me again. Okay? She nods a bit, still rubbing her legs together. She closes her yes tight and tries to calm down. She has those fantasies again and moans, again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:49 am
Arceli She nods a bit, still rubbing her legs together. She closes her yes tight and tries to calm down. She has those fantasies again and moans, again. I want to hear you say it.
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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:50 am
Deerkin DeadPulseProductions "Woof." *he darted to the bar and decided to try and show off. He took out the glass and ice, setting them up. He grabbed the bottle by the neck and tossed it in the air, attempting to caatch it in the other hand. He missed. The bottle crashed to the floor.* "Oops." *grabbing another bottle, he went for the less flashy route and simply poured it. He returned to the table.* "No wine today?" Not today, I'm officially released from my... obligations until the new year. "Obligations?" *he realised that he proably wasn't going to get an answer.* "Either way. Congrats and enjoy your few weeks of freedom! " *takes a Sprecher Root Beer from the thin air. Opens it and holds it up* "To you. Cheers."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:51 am
DeadPulseProductions "Obligations?" *he realised that he proably wasn't going to get an answer.* "Either way. Congrats and enjoy your few weeks of freedom! " *takes a Sprecher Root Beer from the thin air. Opens it and holds it up* "To you. Cheers." Good Health.
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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:57 am
Deerkin DeadPulseProductions "Obligations?" *he realised that he proably wasn't going to get an answer.* "Either way. Congrats and enjoy your few weeks of freedom! " *takes a Sprecher Root Beer from the thin air. Opens it and holds it up* "To you. Cheers." Good Health. *clinks bottle to glass* "So does this mean that you'll be around more?" *debates taking bets on the answer being maybe or we'll see*
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