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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 12:26 am
 демон Zlo DrăgutZlo threw her head back, unable to deal with what he was doing to her. Both mentally and physically. Mentally she hated it. Physically she liked it, a lot. Then he was running his hand through her fur, which made it disappear. Then he assaulted her chest with his mouth and she let out another louder sound, which could also be called a moan....
Who the ******** was she kidding, she moaned, loudly.
The funny thing was, as much as she was physically enjoying this. She wasn't projecting as she had been with Tyler. Her mind was to preoccupied hating herself and what she was doing for her to lose any control of her thoughts. Once again though, her body was working on an entirely different network from her errant thoughts. She moved her legs up, wrapping them around his waist as she began to move in tempo with him.
Her arms moved down, her hands now at his shoulder blades and she was digging her nails into his skin as she moaned lowly again.
But she still felt detached from the situation, even as she moved her head upwards to press her mouth hard against his, she was only half there.
The other half was wondering what she would tell Tyler.
He would know, or at least would figure, that buying food wouldn't take this long. She didn't even know how long it had been. When she had been with Tyler it had only taken.. well it actually hadn't taken much time at all. And Zlo wasn't sure how long Icam would take....
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 9:46 pm
Råtrî Jõlon Hædrîan Ratri rolled his eyes again, but still looking amused. Then they were up, and food was a hot topic. Very hot. Ha.
"Good" he said simply to her agreement, because he would have gone to eat anyway.
"Uh yeah, see, I don't know what normal is for you." Duh. He had no idea what they ate in her realm!
But anyway...
"Hold on shh" Ratri whispered suddenly, holding a hand up.
He listened, doubting she would be able to hear what he was hearing. Yes, his parents were leaving. Then he wouldn't have to immediately get her back up to the top floors.
"Parents left, to the kitchen then!" he announced a minute or so after, pointing the way.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 9:49 pm
HeatherNicoletteBequette If you rain on my parade, I'll just pull out a big umbrella and keep on marching.
Heather laughed. "Oh right. Uhm well.." She thought for a moment.
Banana's were good. Pancakes! Waffles! Ceral!
Muffins!
All of which she doubted he had. Lame.
Then he shushed her. "Wah--" His hand was held up and she listened.
Nothing.
What the hell??
She raised an eyebrow at him, tilting her head to the side in confusion. Then he was cheerful.
Parents left? Awesome! No more hiding.. erm for now.
"Kitchen! Yes!" She followed after him.
"See, normal for me is like, banana's chopped up in ceral. Or waffles. Omelets too." She rambled on about her favorite morning foods.
Which was probably going to have his head spinning.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 10:06 pm
Icam
Zlo moaned, loudly, as Icam worked on her chest, issuing a delighted sigh from him, and an increase in pace. Oh he was loving this. Not to be disappointed now that he finally got what he had wanted for so long. And all it took was a little black mail. Should have tried to find something suitable much sooner.
Oh and just when he thought it couldn't get too much better, Zlo got even more into it, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him harder, not that he needed any help with that really. Nails biting into his skin, making him grown with pleasure.
That was when he couldn't help it anymore, especially since he could feel his moment coming.
Harder, faster, harder, Icam's head came up, eyes closed tightly as he got much rougher, and stronger, drilling the demoness into the bed, while both hands tightly gripping the edge of the bed, which was creaking noisily.
A noise his brother down stairs wouldn't be unaccustomed to hearing.
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 10:59 pm
демон Zlo DrăgutZlo winced at Icam's increase in pace. She didn't know he could go much faster, since all she had to compare with was Tyler, and obviously this wasn't Tyler...
He proved that even more with his next actions. He started getting rougher and Zlo cried out, in pain. She didn't know this kind of hurt existed, a pleasured but searing pain. She wasn't expecting it either, it had hurt briefly with Tyler. But she figured that was a first time thing she had heard about somewhere.
This actually hurt and she attributed it to the amount of force he was using. And she also found that the rumors were true. He was rough. She squirmed under him slightly gritting her teeth together as he continued, whimpering every so often. Her nails dug even deeper into him as he assaulted her body, her mind and body alike cursing her in every fiber of her being.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:25 pm
RynnTheRaven Renee Fletcher  Renee sighed softly, and curled up to him, nestling her head under his chin. "Yeah, alright..." She said softly, before hugging him gently again. He was right, she supposed, and she really only wanted to commit the feel of him next to her to memory...
"A little, yeah, I guess..." She mumbled softly, not really wanting to get up, but at the thought of food, her stomach growled, and she blushed slightly. ""Er.....food would be great..." She said sheepishly.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 1:06 am
Råtrî Jõlon HædrîanThey sped off to the kitchen, well, she sped, he didn't really, like at all... lame. But whatever.
He wasn't that starving... but pretty damn close!
She started streaming off favorite foods as they went, which went right over his head, but hey! Then they were at the kitchen!
"There. Find something you want to risk trying" he joked, sticking his tongue out her, displaying his hands out to the kitchen. Which was of course, huge.
Oh yeah, and what he forgot to mention.
"You want something cooked, tell em and it's done."
Yeah, the Hædrîan's of course had servants and cooks.
Ratri did enough illegal things that he trusted them to keep shut about whoever he brought around, they never even told his parents what he was up to. Plus, he was a lot scarier then they were by this point.
What could be seen, were similarly dressed demons of various races, though none too big. One of two looked like they just might be related to Ratri, and were, but distant. Some lesser cousins or whatever...
They weren't allowed on the 6th floor at all, and only went on Ratri's floor when he wasn't there to clean.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 12:31 pm
Angelus Mortis Nex has it's complexo in nos...Death has it's embrace on us 
Angel nodded. "I really don't know what you eat. But I'm sure I can whip up something." He kissed her head, wanting desperatly, not-so-suddenly, for more.
But he yanked himself away from her and shut the door, rushing to the kitchen. He grabbed some things from the cabinets and carried them up the stairs.
"They must be hungry after all that work," His dad laughed, implying more than just that.
Angel shook his head, rolled his eyes and walked upstairs. After he tossed everything on the bed he smiled.
"So, there's nuts and berries. And some other things.. I dunno. I really picked up everything I could carry."
Which included some nuts and berries as he said, some bread and some things that could be a lot like candies.
So, basically you had trail mix!
"If you want meat, I can always go out and hunt some down." He blushed.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 9:34 pm
HeatherNicoletteBequette If you rain on my parade, I'll just pull out a big umbrella and keep on marching.
Heather looked around the huge kitchen and smiled. She walked over to the cabients and opened them. Tell... OH.
She looked at the other demons and smiled weakly.
"They.. uhm.. aren't gonna tell are they?" She looked back at Ratri, even backing up a bit. Just because she hadn't been exposed to them yet. Not that she was easily intimidated but still.
"Err. Do you know how to ..." How did you explain what a waffle was?
Hmm.
"Do you guys have bread? Cinnamon?" She looked over at the ''cooks'' and smiled a bit more now.
Oh yes. French Toast!
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:46 am
Icam
Icam knew it would hurt Zlo, he knew it, and didn't even try to slow down. Nope, in fact, just when it didn't seem possible, he got a little worse, right when he was coming with a loud moan- and then he was done.
Actually panting, since he had put an amount of force only another demon could take without literally breaking into that, not too mention the amount of time he'd lasted.
He lifted himself up, ran one hand over Zlo's breasts once more and squeezed gently, before rolling himself off her, onto his back.
He'd really needed that, after everything he'd put up with when it came to Zlo. All her dancing around, and crazy experiments, and rejections of him, then this whole thing with the human.
In general, Zlo was a blow to his overly large ego, or was. Now that he had conquered her, as he thought of it, she had only inflamed it once more, and Icam felt damn good right now.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:09 am
Råtrî Jõlon HædrîanRatri grinned and shook his head, "Fact is, I'm scarier then my parents these days." he'd probably scared the s**t out of every single one of these demons at least once, some for no other reason then to let them know he should be feared.
Duuh.... they had to know that, to ensure that they wouldn't ever say anything.
His parents disapproved of him shacking up with any but the highest class of demons, officially too, and also preferred to make it even more specific. They only wanted to be someone of the same, or similar, race of demon.
Which was stupid really, he couldn't even father children yet because of his race, so why did it matter now?
But whatever, they had no idea the number, and variation of demonesses he brought around.
So this was no surprise to the servants.
Ratri shrugged, not knowing or caring what they had, beyond what the servants were already cooking up for him. They knew what he liked for breakfast.
And it seemed one of the demon cooks started talking to Heather, trying to figure out just what she meant, beyond the bread part. They would go to great lengths to please him and the people he brought around, because Ratri was good to them when hey kept on his good side.
He was asking her questions about it and producing different spices for her to taste it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:11 am
демон Zlo DrăgutZlo yelled again, it just ******** hurt. A LOT. Her body couldn't find any enjoyment in the act at all anymore. A few tears ran down her face, falling onto his pillow as he finished.
He squeezed her chest and she flinched away from his touch, turning onto her side and drawing her legs up to her chest when he rolled off of her.
She was in pain, she hurt and was sore and she was almost positive something was bleeding. Or at least that was what it felt like.
She curled up into a tight ball, the fur on her chest returning quickly as she wrapped her tail around herself. A small whimper escaped her lips and she buried her face into her arms.
He had no idea, thank god, how absolutely powerless and broken she felt right now. She could feel the darkness wanting to pool around her, she pushed it away, not even drawing comfort from her element.
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:18 am
HeatherNicoletteBequette If you rain on my parade, I'll just pull out a big umbrella and keep on marching.
Heather smiled and walked away from Ratri, leaving a lingering kiss to his cheek as the demon cook pulled her off.
She tried a few things, wincing at most of the tastes.
"Nooo. EW." She spit out the... err. Whatever it was then moved onto the next one.
"Mmm.. this ones good. But not quiet cinnamon." She noted the color of that one, maybe they could use it later?
The guy offered another. "That almost tastes exactly the same! Okay, so this stuff. And eggs? Little ones.. like, from a chicken?" She looked over at Ratri then back at the cook.
That guy looked a tad confused..
"Uhm. Small, oval shaped?" He held up a finger and returned with various eggs..
Of all shapes and colors.
Damn.
Uhm.
Heather pulled out four normal looking ones then smiled. "Use these. And milk? I'm assuming you have that."
"White?"
She nodded. "White." Then she found something that looked like paper and the guy gave her something to write with.
Heather marked out how to make it then handed it to him. He juggled everything and went back into the other part of the kitchen.
"This is awesome! I need freaking cooks and servants!" It'd make her life a whole lot easier, that was for sure.
She moved over to the otherside of the table and perched on the end of it, infront of Ratri.
Her legs swung back and forth a bit.
"Soo," She started. "If you're scarier than your parents, what would they do if they found me..?" And found out that he was sleeping with her?
Oh the questions she had for the red headed demon!
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:58 am
Icam
Icam closed his eyes, letting his breathing calm for a few moments. When he opened them again, he looked over at Zlo and turned onto his side.
He smoothed a hand down her shoulder and arm and said gently, "It won't hurt so much next to time, and I'll be more gentle, I'll give you some time to get better." a soothing tone it could even be called.
Well duh. Of course this wasn't a one time deal in his mind.
And... it was also true, that he was very capable of being much more gentle, throughout the whole ordeal too. He had also been much rougher then he usually was as well.
Maybe he had wanted to hurt her, pleasure her first, show her how great it could be, but he also had plenty of pent up aggression that probably went into that instead of murdering the damned human. And toward her specifically. Which was why he felt nothing when she curled up, whimpering next to him.
He only wanted to comfort her to get her to come back for more, or at least, not refuse him when he brought up his advantage the next time.
And when that happened.. he'd make her want it.
It was still a game to Icam, one he was winning, and going to keep winning. And just to press his advantage, now that he had hurt her, and it was enough for him, he wanted to remind her that it had felt good too.
He ran his hand down, over her hip, toward her inner thigh, but what he did, was whisper a spell he knew well, that made all that pain go away.... and left him with a throbbing head ache, too much, after all that exertion.
||sick b*****d >>||
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 3:18 am
||would anyone mind terribly if this was moved to the crimson gates?||
||Trying for some more activity in the other sub forums and this IS a demon rp in addition the a romance one, so it could work lol||
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