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Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Phillip shook himself from his reverie and he duct-taped the ad-hoc transmitter to the new phone... He could make something nicer and more professional later... Huh? Oh, yes I am here... Philip mumbled... Alright boss, I think I fixed the problem... He began speaking to Anthony in techie based jargon for a few minutes. Anthony was smart, he got the gist of it surely. Then he stopped himself ...Alright, translation. You had extra programs running that shouldn't have been, hogging the computers memory and making the cooling fans shut off... Possibly a cyber attack, I don't know... Phillip gestured to the I Phone, its backplate pried off with an extra circuit board, numerous wires, and a small parabolic dish on it held together with black gorilla tape... He held up his hand before Anthony could fuss at him ... Yes Tony I know I have a tablet but there is no point carrying an extra gadget around when this one will do just fine... Anyway I can monitor the system with this, and can hopefully fix shit faster if it breaks again.... He looked around the room at the impressible state of the art computer racks... ...Though frankly, I don't know how this monstrosity broke in the first place. Anyways, I will be at the Buffet table stuffing my face... He began walking away, but stopped, and grasped Anthony's hand tightly, performing the secret handshake they used to do together ever since they were kids... You have no idea what this means to me Tony, thank you for giving me a chance... Phillip almost had tears in his eyes... ALMOST...
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Tony's eyes when wide and gasped as he began to work over his new phone. He reached out as if he could make it stop. Tony nodded and rolled his eyes. Probably the little punk electrician before you. Came in, started ruffing up some of the girls. Pissed me off...lets just say, he will no longer be any problem. He smiled a dark smile he could have and then looked at Philip as he gestured to his phone. He opened his mouth, but he was already talking. He frowned and glared in good nature. Alright, fine. But if I see gorrilla tape again, I am going to tape you down with it and show you what a true punishment is. He shook his head and then smiled and then raised hsi hands. The best...thats what I wanted. He laughed and motioned him to go. When he looked over his computer he smiled as he felt his hand being held. Turning he returned the handshake. With a broad grin, he laughed and pulled Philip into a deep hug and shook his head. Philip you should have called me before it got to this point. He whispered. Go on and go eat. If you need anything and you can't find me..ask Elena. He walked with him back to the elevator and went up with him.
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Phillip's stomach groaned and churned... Food, must eat now... He mumbled like a zombie, quickly walking right through the center of the dance floor, carefully dodging the fetish dancers nimbly, and safely making it out of the Club... He had completely forgotten about his tools and left them in the mainframe room, along with his tool belt... Within a few minutes he was there... The absolute Dirtiest patron on the floor... And he didn't care. The Buffet Tables were enormous, the scents playing at his senses and toying with his emotions... He wanted to cry. ...Mine he grumbled, and like a hunger crazed angry ninja he sprinted to the plate rack, quickly dodging a beautiful hostess who tried to stop him... Phillip then realized what he had just done and casually walked back to her, showing the gold card Anthony had just given him... I am terribly sorry, I guess my appetite got the best of me... She arched an eyebrow and scanned the card, allowing him through. Try as he might, he was able to keep his composure, and did not break into a dead run for the prime rib... He grabbed a hot buttery roll from the bread table, and devoured it quickly... So he grabbed two more... He piled his plate high, and looked around for a place to sit. It was then that he realized everyone was looking at him with questioning expressions... He stood there, looking back at them... He must look really out of place in his ripped jeans and dirty T Shirt... He decided it was best if he sat out of the way... He was making an ass of himself already by making a scene, best not to make the boss look bad. Yes they were best friends but he was not going to use that to get away with things... But just this once maybe he would be forgiven. He smiled and nodded to everyone, and took a seat by the far wall, hidden behind a few tall leafy plants... He eschewed his fork and knife, and began to tear into his food with his bare hands, devouring it with gusto...
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Elena was on her lunch break so she decided to watch Philips back and make sure that the boss' friend didn't get scared off on the first day. Plus any worker of the bar had free go of the buffett. She walked through and prepared a plate. Looking up, she watched Philip eat teh roll and other things as he was probably hungry. After all, he did look like a mutt that one would find on their door step. Focusing on teh superb sushi buffett, she came back after getting herself a diet coke, and sat down with Philip and crossed her legs and looked at his heaping plate and chuckled. So, Philip, I trust no one is sitting here. She smiled and brought out some chop sticks and began to eat the food and looked at him devouring his food barely noticing her appearance. She smiled and drank her soda and continued to eat waiting for him to talk. If he didn't no harm no fowl, she would just return to the bar and work her shift through.
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Phillip froze as soon as he saw her approach the table... in the brighter light, he was able to see her in more clarity and detail She was absolutely stunning. Everything about her screamed Bad Girl, and he liked it... He then realized just how idiotic he must look, and wiped the grease from his stubbled face, and frantically looked for his fork. His eyes followed her every move, watching her delicate inked hands place the tray of sushi on the table in front of her, sitting down with grace and poise as would a supermodel, and handling her chopsticks with the finely tuned dexterity of a professional artist... He thought to extend his hand to shake hers, but that was a horrible idea... His hands were filthy and covered with grease... Plus he already introduced himself. He shook the daze from his weary mind, and stood up when she asked him if anyone was sitting there, unable to answer due to his stuffed mouth, he shook his head and gestured for her to sit. Phillip quickly chewed and swallowed hard, and it felt like he had just swallowed a bowling ball... Ugh He took a drink of the icewater, and his green eyes met hers, their mismatched color oddly alluring... By all means, please join me... he murmured...
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

So now that you have food in your belly, tell me, how long have you and Mr. Anthony known each other. I haven't seen him light up like that since his girlfriend from college came around and gave him a blow job. She smiled as she spoked in low voice so Philip could hear, but everyone else would not. She continued to eat the sushi and leaned back waching him canting her head. He ate like he had been starving for a few days. Lucky for her, her attitude and her art always kept at least a good hamburger in her belly. But now she worked for the owner of a hotel, she ate at a buffet that always had sushi. SHe leaned back raising her glass and drinking it taking him in. The man was very attractive and she felt a pull to him that she had never really felt with anyone else. He was different, if there were such a thing.
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

Phillip gulped down some more water nervously... I have known Tony for as long as I can remember... He murmured in between bites of prime rib, ... My earliest memory of him would be preschool. I was in the sandbox, and he wanted to play in it too. We were digging holes in it together, tossing the sand everywhere, and the teacher fussed at us and made us sit in the corner... He chuckled at the memory... We were supposed to be quiet, but we kept talking and sat in that corner all day. We have been friends ever since... He cleaned his plate, sopping up all of the juices with his last remaining roll, and devoured it. He took a deep breath now that his hunger was satiated, only to detect a whiff of her perfume... Phillip pursed his lips... What about you? How does a very attractive woman like yourself end up working for him? He mused, wiping his face with the wine red cloth napkin in his fist... He rubbed his eyes, he was deathly tired, but he would be damned if he didn't keep this beautiful tattooed creature company while she ate. Like he said before, he would sleep when he was dead... Phillip didn't care if she thought he was a village person. His mouth curled into a smile, as a coincidence, he could hear this song playing on the resorts speaker system...
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

With a grin, she looked at im. His nostril had flared and she knew he was taking in her perfume. It was a mix of flowers that was her favorite. A mix of nightblooming jasmine and Ylang-Ylang. She sat back and watched him and laughed shaking her head. That is so like Tony, to sit and break the rules. She laughed and then bit her lip and leaned forward. Alright, he saw my portfolio, he opened a tattoo shop in this hotel. I work at the bar until I am paged. Or if they make an appointment. She smiled and looked at him. She shifted her left arm and ran her finger along the tattoo there. The geishas and looked at him. This is my work. I have always been entranced by Japanese art the most of all. She looked at him and smiled wider hearing the song and looked at him. They were sharing a moment.
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

He took her in, and listened to her as she spoke, her voice very attractive. He admired her artwork, and thought for a minute... She tattoos herself. That's crazy, but a little hot... He lost himself in her beautiful, enchanting eyes for a moment... He listened to the song with her, and shared her grin... I look nothing like that construction worker... He murmured...
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

No you are not. The way you look at my tits suggest you are no where near to being homosexual. She purred and leaned across and looked at him. She had finished her sushi and now was leaning across and watched him. She pursed those red lips. Unless you are one of those guys who appreciates beautiful breasts and is also playing for the other team. She was bold and reached out her boot and ran it up and down his leg.
Thread: Into the Penumbra (Fetish / BDSM) (Pazzo x Loneiysong)

He felt the touch of her boot, and gasped slightly. She had just busted him... He could not argue, her breasts were magnificent... No no, That's Tony's scene... Me? I have always appreciated women... He absently reached for her hand, and felt the leather covering the back of it... Normally he was quite shy, but for some reason he felt comfortable around Elena, like he had known her for far longer... I'm really nasty... I could do with a shower... He murmured...
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

I think Phil Coulson is into some kinky, dirty stuff.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

A fun friendly naughty scene in which say, Mystique, Emma Frost, or Tigra is dying to be knocked up could be interesting.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Indeed. Hope someone writes it!
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Tony Stark lo0o0o0oves trashy prostitutes.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

The Black Widow has a fearsome strap-on.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Steve eats great punanae.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Bruce likes when a girl can ride him into the mattress.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Clint lets Natasha peg him, when she's in a domme-y move.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

Pepper and Tony have an open relationship.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

The Stark Industries line of sex toys flew off the shelves. A limited addition gold and red buttplug was released in December--for a, ah, stocking stuffer.
Thread: Superheroics get me going. Villainy isn't bad, either.

I'd be willing to try either Black Widow x Black Panther or Black Panther x Storm. If that's something you might be into.
Thread: He's Not Quite What She Seems (Kveria & Xerxes)

Just before class was getting ready to begin, after trying to psych himself up for a few more minutes, Sammie glanced up toward the front of the classroom again when someone else entered just in time to not technically be late, a rather flustered looking guy with fairly long, damp-looking hair pulled back into a ponytail. Idly watching him make his way up to find a seat, before blinking a bit in surprise when he happened to take a seat on the same row as him, just a few seats down. Seeing him give him a small smile, he suddenly realized he'd been kind of staring at him, and managed to return the smile with a little awkward one of his own before turning forward once again. Well... his college social life was already off to a roaring start. Finally, just as the professor seemed to be gearing up to begin class, Sammie glanced over at the boy again, his eyes widening slightly in surprise as he noticed that he was actually scooting over to sit right beside him, offering a quiet little greeting as he did. O-oh, hey. He returned his greeting, feeling his cheeks warming a little bit at the boy's unexpected closeness. When he went on to explain that he'd forgotten his textbook, however, Sammie offered him an understanding smile. Ah, sure! He agreed, turning a little bit and nudging his textbook over to sit on the desk right between the two of them. After a moment of hesitation, he lifted his hand up and offered it to the boy, having to practically force himself to do it through his own awkwardness. ... I'm Sammie, by the way. He added in as friendly of a voice as possible.
Thread: He's Not Quite What She Seems (Kveria & Xerxes)

Maintaining his friendly smile as the boy shook his hand and introduced himself as Leander, Sammie could feel himself consciously trying not to act weird. He wanted to leave a good impression on Leander... maybe even make his first friend in quite a long while. To him, it seemed like a bit of a lofty goal, but one that was at least worth giving a shot. Turning to pull his notebook up in front of himself, he glanced back over at Leander and noticed him about to say something, turning to look at him curiously before jumping slightly in his seat as Professor Hurst launched into his lecture rather suddenly. Pursing his lips slightly as Leander quickly turned his attention forward, Sammie did the same, already beginning to take studious notes of whatever he could. Sammie didn't find any of the material too terribly challenging as the class wore on, but he nonetheless took careful notes of everything, fully intending to perform as perfectly as he could in the class, from the start. When things finally wrapped up, and some of the less eager students quickly stood to shuffle out of the room, Sammie turned to begin carefully packing his things away, pausing to glance back at Leander as he sat back, thanking him for letting him use his textbook. Ah, any time! He answered with a small smile, before giving him a curious look as he went on to ask if he was majoring in English, or making a career out of literature or something, explaining that he thought someone like him didn't seem like they would be in a Lit. class, when they could be 'modelling or something'. At that, Sammie's eyes widened a bit, and his cheeks quickly flushed with color. W-wha...? I... o-oh, um... He stammered, having trouble properly reacting to the sudden glowing compliment. W-well, I... I'm actually... undeclared right now... I'm just taking classes to try and find something that interests me, I guess... He muttered, a little bit embarrassed to admit how uncertain his plans for the future were. Um... what about you? He asked as he turned the question back at Leander, fixing him with a curious look.
Thread: He's Not Quite What She Seems (Kveria & Xerxes)

Well, he started, sitting upright and beginning to pack his things back into his bag. I'm actually interested in becoming a novelist. I'm not sure what kind of things I want to write about, probably something very typical and not fun at all though, so I don't know if I'll ever be published. But that's my dream. He shrugged it off like he wasn't very interested in the topic, but couldn't help feeling a little emptysure, he used to write epic stories as a child, but everything he'd tried lately ended in a miserable crash and burn around the third chapter when his muse ended up hitting a brick wall and moped there with no hope of ever reviving her in all her original beauty. He cursed her for being fickle but wasn't that just how women could be? He let his eyes wander up to Sammie, wondering what it would be that she finally found her passion in, whether her passion would send her it to a downward spiral like his was doing to him. I guess if I never end up finishing a book, I can always teach English or write articles for the media. That's not really what I want to do, but I'm going to end up picking one of them to pay for my hobby anyway. He stood, slinging the khaki messenger bag over his shoulder, gripping the strap with both hands. He was hesitating like he didn't exactly want to leave, and he didn't. He hadn't met anyone like Sammie in a whilehe'd seen her diligently taking notes and paying attention, so he could see that she was truly looking for ambition and passion instead of letting it come to her. He figured that she was someone who understood that it didn't work if you weren't proactive about it, and he liked just that one thing he really knew about her. You couldn't fake that kind of thing. I hope you find something you truly love and when you do, just go for it, no matter what anyone thinks. Anyway, I've got Classic Lit. after this and then a line up of mandatory credits that I'm going to suffer through just because I have to. I'd like to walk with you, at least some of the way to your next class. If that's alright with you, I mean.
Thread: He's Not Quite What She Seems (Kveria & Xerxes)

Sammie's eyes quickly lit up when Leander mentioned his plans to become a novelist, the thought of Leander chasing a dream like that being at once rather exciting, even if he didn't know him all that well. His expression dropped a bit when he went on to explain things weren't as rosy as all that, though, and he was left with just a small, understanding smile as Leander finished by saying he could always fall back on teaching English or writing articles. Seeing him beginning to stand up, Sammie suddenly realized he hadn't finished packing his things yet, and quickly turned to do that. Just as he was finishing stuffing the last book into the pack, however, he paused when he heard Leander keep speaking, telling him that he hoped he found his own passion, and went for it. Turning to look at him again, he smiled happily as he finished zipping up his backpack, before blinking in surprise as he asked if he could walk with him to his next class, at least partway. O-oh! Um... I-I mean, absolutely! Of course! He answered, recovering his smile even as he felt his cheeks flush with a bit of color. Throwing his backpack over his shoulder and hesitating for a moment, as he reached to rub one of his arms a little awkwardly. Ah, but... my next class is AP Psychology... it'd be kinda out of your way... so you don't have to, or anything... He said a little meekly. I wouldn't want you to be late on my account...
Thread: Seeing Ghosts(Avengers)Moon/Lady

Welcome,Sir.The intercom system said sounding suspiciously like Jarvis, and it would only take steve a moment to realize that the AI wasnt talking to him, but the man coming in from the added on balcony that wound around around the edge of the helicarrier. Now that steve looked around more, while it looked like Furys office, and was definitely still the directors office ,there was just enough touches to say that someone else very different was living within the space. And living in was right, if the blanket and pillow tossed on the couch was any indication. I trust your flight was satisfactory, Sir? about as satisfactory as fucking my wife these days, J. But it did let me blast doombots, so it was okay.The mechanical voice of Iron man said as he stepped inside, the suit shimmering slightly before seemingly melting into his skin as the man stepped into the office, barely sparing a glance for the room as he walked for his desk. This Tony was definitely at least a few years older then Steves Tony , though both were still really fit and in shape, this tony was more grey at the temples, a little more ragged. Pouring himself a scotch the current director of shield moved to his desk and slumped down into the seat, sipping it, before setting down the glass and simply drinking from the decanter, before slightly bleary eyes focused on his computer screen, for the moment not seeing that he had company. J?Can you have Ca....Tony trailed off, not even able to force himself to call James, Cap. the idiot reschedule our meeting, I dont want to deal with his idiocy today. Of course sir. Thanks, J.
Thread: Seeing Ghosts(Avengers)Moon/Lady

Steve jumped at the voice, startled. ...Jay? he asked, wondering if the computer could hear him? nope. he blinked when he saw Tony landing and scuttled just out of sight, not sure why he was hiding. not really. wait a minute... Tony!? Tony was the director of Shield?! what the bloody fuck? and he was married?! to Pepper no doubt. why did that annoy him so much? this Tony was a bit more handsome than his other Tony, though he'd always liked older men. have who? he'd almost said Cap. was he alive in this world? maybe it was himself he was supposed to interact with? he closed his eyes, pondered his moves and then decided to step out and see if he couldn't get Tony's attention. more than likely it was Tony he was supposed to be dealing with, this was HIS office after all and it only made sense, especially as there was no such thing as coincidence when it came to Magic, as he had learned. finally he stepped out of his hiding place and cleared his throat. Tony? he asked watching the other. wondering how he'd react to Steve, in his favorite pair of jeans and his favorite hoodie sweater. barefoot because he never wore shoes in the Tower. Tony, can you hear me? Steve asked, studying the billionaire for any hint of a reaction.
Thread: Seeing Ghosts(Avengers)Moon/Lady

Tony stirred at the sound, lowering the decanter from his lips as he looked up from the computer screen, making a slight distressed noise. No. Not yet. Im not plastered enough for you to be haunting me yet. Go away, come back later.Tony said waving a hand at him as he returned to work before pausing, eyes shifting to look over at him again. Oh for fucks sake, if I have to be haunted by you, do you have to look like that? I mean, youre old, Captain. You could at least do me the decency of not looking like that.Tony grumbled, disliking that his delusions were looking like steve, when steve liked him. He wanted his usual delusions of a older, bitterer, angrier steve, not this one.