Smoke rings (Open for everyone)

Tsarashi 2.0
Merchant

205 POSTS
last seen Dec 31, 2012 23:55:02 GMT -5

"I've always wanted to use that spell!"

Smoke rings (Open for everyone) Mar 11, 2011 12:14:18 GMT -5

Post by Tsarashi 2.0 on Mar 11, 2011 12:14:18 GMT -5

Avette Porter

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Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked back into his eyes which were so close to her own. His guy seemed to be different than the other men she’d been with. He wasn’t as eager to jump at the opportunity that her ‘helpless’ position put her in. He seemed like he was a kind person under that haze of drugs. It was a welcome change to Avette’s love life. Perhaps this relationship could grow from being strictly physical and actually move to the emotional stage. ‘Pft! That’s a long shot.’

She didn’t even know if she had an emotional stage. Most of her emotions were staged other than the pleasure. She had never known love and expected nothing to be different this time around. To her this was a game to satisfy her hunger, nothing more nothing less. If the guy became too clingy she would get rid of him and go in search of new flesh, but those typed were few and far between. Men were mostly just sexual beings, and she was more than happy to oblige.

Avette lightly squeezed his hand and moved to hug him, hiding her smile of satisfaction in his neck. He would be her sweet treat for now and she would see where the night took them. She just hoped that nothing would change once the drugs wore off. It was warm in her house and smelled clean, but there was also a hint of peppermint in it that clung to her. Her bedroom though smelt warm and inviting since she only used the softest cleaners in there and sprayed it with a honey and mint air freshener. She hoped to be soothed by those scents soon enough, but until then she would need to coax him along.

That’s when she kissed his jaw line tenderly before migrating to his lips once again. Her free hand wrapped its way around his neck and played with his blonde hair. She always wondered what men thought when they kissed a dark skinned beauty like herself for the first time. Did they think it was exotic, or alien? Either way she knew one thing for sure, they always begged for more.

[[ooc- It’s fine, don’t worry about it. It took me a while to respond because I have a character in the games right now and she just lost her legs

And also I’m performing in a play this weekend so my replies may be slow. Sorry!]]

spectra

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Smoke rings (Open for everyone) Mar 13, 2011 14:22:47 GMT -5

Post by spectra on Mar 13, 2011 14:22:47 GMT -5

[[ ooc - D: Poor her! Also good luck in your play, hope it goes well :] ]]

Was she thinking about something? The question crossed Oscar’s mind as he watched her eyes, a deep brown colour, which almost shone in the light. It seemed that she had been gifted with almost unnatural beauty, something which could either be a blessing or a curse. To him, it was a blessing, a light in the shadow. She didn’t seem to care what people were like, where they came from. Rich or poor. He wasn’t sure what she thought of looks, as he himself wasn’t a mind reader, and didn’t claim to be. Even though he hadn’t been with many girls in his life, he made sure he didn’t take advantage of them as he believed it was wrong. He had met boys, some of his mates even. Who just saw a girl and took a chance, whatever the consequesce.

He had always been like that, a kind person, although sometimes it was hidden underneath the draw to drugs which sometimes effected his personality on occasion, he took his manners from his childhood, where he had been taught that manners were everything. Back then it was easy, but now a days, it got harder and harder each year when people really pissed you off, but he had learnt to fight it, knowing that it would get a worse reputation than he already had, branded a criminal for life.

When she hugged him, his arms automatically wrapped around her waist, holding her close to him as if she would disappears if he let go. He kissed the top of her head gently as she hugged him. He wanted her, he knew that, even through the haze of drugs. The rare occurrence of both sides of his personality’s crashing meant that he was usually going to go through with something, even if to most people it was an risky move which shouldn’t be taken so lightly.

As she kissed along his jaw line he shivered slightly, he could tell she had done this many a time, that he was in no means her first. When she kissed him on his lips, he kissed her back with ease, his body automatically responding. One arm tightening around her waist, the other trailing up her back and to the back of her head, his fingers tangling with her hair, keeping her lips to his.

Tsarashi 2.0
Merchant

205 POSTS
last seen Dec 31, 2012 23:55:02 GMT -5

"I've always wanted to use that spell!"

Smoke rings (Open for everyone) Mar 14, 2011 19:47:52 GMT -5

Post by Tsarashi 2.0 on Mar 14, 2011 19:47:52 GMT -5

Avette Porter

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The skill of seduction was something that Avette was very proud of. A man usually fell at her feet to be with her, and now was most certainly no different. Oscar was responding perfectly to all of her touches and teases. She could almost feel him becoming possessive of her as it was natural for men to do. Albeit subconsciously. Next she wanted to relocate them to a better area. Sure, it wasn’t the first time things would have been done on those countertops; Avette just believed that he was probably not the most adventurous type in the world. Though, she hadn’t seen his full personality yet so one could never be sure.

Carefully she broke the kiss and smiled at him, her fingers threaded through his hair. He really was cute. Only then did she briefly wonder how old he was, but that thought passed very quickly. “We should probably go somewhere more comfortable…” She started, letting her words drift as her eyes wandered to the can of coco that still rested by her side. Slyly she peeked at him from the corner of her eyes with a devilish grin on her face when she added “Or would you prefer the counter?”

The counter was hard, but not unbearable and with him already pressed close to her the thought became pleasant. Her hair bounced lightly on her back as she shook it, giving the length a slightly mussed appearance. Her lips parted slightly in a pretty pout as she waited for her answer and she even added a little touch by nibbling on the plumper bottom lip.

She already had him; Avette knew that for a fact. But determining where to go with it could change your entire night which she knew all too well. Sometimes when she brought men straight to her bedroom they tended to rush and her night oft ended in disappointment. But if it was too late then they would already be worn out and they would fall asleep together only to finish things in the morning which was always a treat. But many times she never even made it into her room, instead taking refuge on the couch, the chair, the floor or in this case, the countertop.

The floor was always a fun choice, since she had a habit of gathering blankets for her amusement to roll around in. Her blankets were the softest cotton that those in District three could buy along with the various arrangements of cotton and satin pillows made for a very comfortable space. It also clashed horribly, what with the different colors and patterns, but after a long night it didn’t matter what it looked like, only that it was the most fun to wake up to with a man by her side. And besides, he still needed warming up, and that was the best way she knew how.

spectra

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Smoke rings (Open for everyone) Mar 22, 2011 2:40:46 GMT -5

Post by spectra on Mar 22, 2011 2:40:46 GMT -5

This girl had seduction down to a talent. She knew every way of it, any way to draw a boy closer to her, for his wishes to change to hers with little or no persuasion at all. In truth it would be a skill that Oscar would like to possess, it would get him out of many a trouble in his life as it seemed to be almost the ultimate persuasion tactic. But then only woman such as Avette had such beauty which made the skill so effective in the first place. Oscar was caught in her skills and was caught up in her in general. He felt weak, letting himself give in so easily. But he had nothing else to do with his life currently.

Every time she moved her fingers through his hair he shivered slightly, causing him to smile. ‘Yea, probably..’ He nodded, the movement barely noticeable. Not wanting to break eye contact with her, or at least keep his eyes on her. ‘But then, again, your house, your choice.’ He squeezed her hand gently. He knew he was one of many, that this was probably a regular occurrence. Find a boy, bring him home. Routine. He couldn’t help feeling.. attached to her, this was dangerous. To feel this way. It would only leave him miserable, craving the drugs more than before to end more pain. He shut his eyes for a second as he thought about it, but then cleared his mind. He couldn’t dwell on such things. Not now.

‘Anywhere’s fine.’ He assured her, bringing her hand up to his mouth and kissing it. As if a gentleman would in the capitol or such. As if they were in a ball, not pressed together on a kitchen countertop.

[sorry for taking so long, I was busy this week, how did your play go?]