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Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Provoking the maiden by his mellow wandering of his property gave off the deliberate response he yearned to erupt. Celene sight lingered for a spell, enthralled by the entirety of his structure specifically one portion of his anatomy that urged women. Certainly not where in her demeaning speech caused she protest him to throw some apparel, meaning a hint of deviation was apparent.It happens to be my property...not exactly expecting you so hastily so early!, Furrowed brow with orbs flashing vibrantly at the delicious curves captivated and imprisoned within her brassiere. How exactly would someone with pent up sexual aggression feel, anticipating a virgin was in his midst for how blatantly panicked she retaliated towards his nudity. Reading her mind wasn't too arduous, but to keep the facade alive for untangling the complex web that maintained some degree of subtly. Her frantic state was a double edged sword, leaving her vulnerable yet unpredictable. Oh powerful magi, what proof do you have there is anything...vile and foreign in my inks?eyes narrowing onto her that displayed the solemn demeanor that shifted with hands clutched like a shield to the rousing manhood. Her back was absolutely lovely, especially with his work of art plastered onto her pale complexion. He moved closer to the counter, taunting subtly for Celene to relish his sturdy frame almost within touching proximity. Emotions were on the frisk, amused yet could never advertise it openly for the moment. Her boisterous defacing of his skills couldn't be dismissed, though the truth hoods buried behind the accusations. Many women have bore that mark, do you honestly think my business would last if such a deplorable method was utilized in my tattoos?aggravation roaring from the fervorish defense of his establishment Unrelenting on this regard, there wasn't a logical way to continue without testing the boundaries of the hex. Could she fight it off? Would she attempt to attack him, despite her honored reputation? All of this trickled into his conscious as they were too far in terms of touching distance.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

His excuse regarding his state of undress rang hollow, causing Celene to roll her eyes. Most sleep in something , she muttered. Truthfully, she didn't want to prolong it overmuch. Her need had grown to that painful level that came with edging. Denial of orgasm over a period of hours would make anyone cranky. It almost literally felt like she was experiencing cramp, only this cramp came with a hollow feeling within her most precious of locations. Everything felt like it was dancing and melting at the same time, a sensation she definitely didn't want. The arguing made Celene groan, stomping a foot, which of course made a few things jiggle her outfit was designed for this, displaying tantalizing bits that would wiggle with movements, particularly since stomping her foot was nearly a signature Celene move. He drew closer, and Celene actually felt her heart skip. Her mind went to those latest images, where she'd pictured this burly man while letting her lithe fingers draw into her snug sex. His chest on display while her digits dug an orgasm from her willing body, everything quivering and shaking. It made her breath catch, feeling heat pool in her loins even now. Worse he had a point . Okay, yeah, yeah, maybe, she said, waving a hand, but, like, it's definitely doing stuff to me now. She gestured at herself. I'm inflamed and flushed. If it's not your--inks, she said this in a way that said it totally was and all his fault, then it's their interaction with, like, my magics or something. We need to counter it. You have to tell me, like, what's in it and stuff. Otherwise there will be consequences, her energies crackled around him again, while she drew a shuddering jiggle inducing breath.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Frustration and its appalling weakness it was transcribing onto her mental facilities were bearing fruit. Currently he was curbing a hefty laugh or lewdful grin over her wanton gawking of his musculature.The fact it went on without squawking at the encouragement to dress himself in haste only divulged her enjoyment over his flaunted body. Quarrelsome responses like this hinted at distraction, the overly concentration that in all likelihood kept this magi from achieving anything shameful in his presence or sprinting to wherever she stayed the night to sink her delicate digits into her needy nether lips. Denying these primal needs was what separated the animals from people, a pity for only a fraction of sentient beings prescribed to the notion of being hedonistic. The logical folly of her outlandish claim was rearing its culmination, attributed by her diminishing state he presumed as such entities who studied the arcane were quite sagacious creatures. If you've heard of the Reaveritis Blight, anyone here would know it was never eradicated, pausing for a heartbeat knowing how imperative things could get if he was incapable of weaving this falsehood with enough accuracy to barely accept the scholarly type perhaps buys this tale.. Perhaps...stiffening a further response deep in thought or at least with the daunting crackling of energies exhibited before him. Your amass prowess as a magus is triggering this. Have you been expending much magic lately? surmising with doubt in his tone as even he was putting it to a guess on the basis of her flinging her power in a haughty display of dominance. Either that or one of the inhabitants you crossed hexed you during your journey from my shop to wherever dwellings you acquired for yourself. Preservations , herbs in this region and pigments are all in this ink. ,jestering with his hands animated in conversation allowing his sinew manhood to flash before her eyes. Her earnest hunger was there, wielding gifts to smell the scent of her.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

The explanation came in with something very much like magical gobbledygook. Celene recognized it when she heard it she used it all the time when she was attempting to wave away explanations of how her magic worked and functioned. It got worse with the elf, but at least he actually had some truth behind his words. These? Celene would've sworn on a stack of holy texts that this man made everything up. The mention of her magic usage had her rolling her eyes in particular. I'm a mage, of course I've been using magic, but no more than usual. And I doubt that anyone in this three ship town actually hexed me, except maybe the guy with the needles, she gave him another tight smile, showing that, yes, she still fully believed that he had something to do with it. Her eyes flicked, and she found herself noting that, again, his member was out for viewing. It looked like it would fill her up too, maybe satiate the hunger that gnawed so greedily at her insides. This didn't happen until I got your inks, she insisted through gritted teeth, leaning forward on the counter now. Her eyes flashed with anger, and she could feel her magic wanting to lash out. So how about you start explaining what's in it before I blow up your stupid little shop and claim that it was in self defense? She flashed him a tight, closed lip smile. Because she definitely knew she'd get away with it she was a heroine , a royal, and a mage. She probably could've murdered him where he stood, claimed he had connections to dark magic, and gotten away with a fine.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Mesmerizing was the transformation that subtly overtook someone, however the moment for relishing her slow psychological bleeding was finished. This fallacy wasn't working with this prospective woman with the marker, accusations continuing to hone directly for his profession and primarily him. Some of what he referred to were sincere, considering traces of that blight went into the ink branding her lavish body to be openly praised. Maintaining silence with throbbing veins protruding in the neck, a coldness to the atmosphere with a tranquil glance at her. Finding her hostilities rising took no time to evaluate the danger impending if things weren't situated soon. The pompous grin with the casual threat of bombarding his home and shop with her volatile magic exerted an unintended effect. The hex for this brief chat has been urging him on, fevered by a mixture of vindictiveness with the rapacious lust instilled within. Fine.....the truth is...,halting the banter with his muscular arms pressed onto the counter as he shifted to where they could speak earnestly within earshot. Teeth grinding clamorously, veins spouting out his features that painted the pressure Celene caused him over this misunderstanding. Who exactly enjoyed being accused of such underhanded practices with the comprehension she could demolish his livelihood with a flick of the wrist with no empathy behind it barring irritation on her behalf. Whether or not she was quick enough mattered little, swiftly maneuvering his lanky arms with dexterity abnormal for his dimensions. Monopolizing on the fact a few secrets were still on his side, Skellos attempted to silence her spellcasting by clutching tightly to the throat. If she was caught by surprise, he drags her across the counter demonstrating the monstrous strength contained by his patience for people. Her taunting brassiere enticed him too much, his unoccupied hand slithering past the cloth to attend to one of her neglected breast. Like unshaped wet clay to the hand, the strapping black man grinded his palms into her nipple with a potent squeeze of his digits to measure her plump chest. The truth is a bitch like you is too hung up. You need to let those inhibitions go, slightly!,keeping a clasp in his hold if successful with enough experience to only restrict partial oxygen flow. Some of these women represent the kinky sort, so learning how to handle their needs was second nature to the tattooist. She poked the bear xD
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

For a moment, Celene thought her words had scorched. He'd started to continue, likely to spill a confession threatening a person's livelihood did that, though Celene had only gone through with it in the case of a slaver and a particularly perverted wine merchant or two. The princess had even leaned in slightly, her blazing eyes locked on his, fully expecting a confession, or possibly spittle which would result in her magic lashing out. She had not expected his hand to blur toward her. nor did she quite expect him to go for the throat. On a traditional mage, that would've been enough to stop spellcasting. Many a mage needed to chant words from memory the elf Celene had traveled with had been one. But Celene's magic came from bloodline and from her own mind. Gestures and signs were more her work. However, it was hard to think immediately of gestures when someone seized your throat, though her hands did crackle. Likely she would've done more than claw at him, sent magic chill or something similar, had he not almost immediately followed by seeking out her breast. The denied flesh almost sprang into his palm. The nipple had a diamond's hardness, and that touch sent a shock of pleasure into Celene that was so fierce it made her see spots. Her knees buckled and she sank down into him, held up by the hand on her throat more than anything else. She made noises of protest, slapping at him, before raising hands. Release---me--- she insisted, though her body still quivered. His touch felt like her imagination had suggested rough, commanding. Wouldn't she enjoy his throwing her over the counter, having his way with her? No! No! Where the hell were such thoughts even coming from ? Hex. He had to have hexed her. She drew ice into her palm, ready to launch it at him. The heroine in her held her blow, however, giving him that chance to drop her before she unleashed her magical fury.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Her bountiful bound was pleasant to the touch, willfully ignorant of the dire situation at hand with this belligerent magus with an attitude frenzied for a fight and malnourished for an appropriate appraisal of her body. Maddening was her audacity towards striking at him, the mere gall of flashing her energy like a toy annoyed the giant blended between wide eyes of bewilderment and exhilaration of touching her. Choking her contained its varying results with affection of the physical sort commanding the an ardent rebuttal not so easily dismissed. Vibrations smothered her defenses, plausible she was battling the inner turmoil of her primal desires. Perched by his grip, her resolve was wavering as she was forced prone to face the sexually famished members she could eye was growing more virulent compared to moments ago. Release---me--- Switching the motions of the cupping of her breast, two fingers bridged between the soft pinkness before bestowing a playful twist to spark additional arousal. The closer her magic came towards disturbing this intimate moment, the harder he make this experience unbearable by extorting Celene neglected body with a harder sensual touch behind it. Seizing her throat by the formidable hold, a malevolent contortion of his features recurring likely to all ignored males to her stunning visage over the years. The regal magus whether she was forthright with her primal instincts or not was encroaching into his personal space. Slapping her with it was tempting, instead opting for her to stare at the menacing appendage potentially getting a new vacancy soon, twitching enthusiastically. He looks happy, why would I release you after your nonchalant threat? Suppose hex or not, tell me you don't want to touch it? , spewing out a venomous cackle at her flustered misfortune. Many knew to avoid his shop, but that was the locales this common sense was implemented towards. These wandering cocksleeves like her knew no better, by the abyss this business wasn't typically open for a few more hours compared to the regular public establishment. A wicked thought entered his conscious, doubtful he do it though the gamble might be too enticing not to try. I cannot say I know your vicious ailment, but I know people who might fix it. Give my friend here attention, you'll get what you desire...maybe a refund if you truly think this my work!!!, roared the owner curious if she would prefer getting strangled..maybe fucked profusely in his home without a soul to save her untouched cunt.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Fingers teased her nipple, making Celene yelp. Hard to remain focused enough to channel arcane energies when your body kept betraying you, kept sending out signals of pleasure with just enough pain to make the sensation spicy instead of just hot. And the fingers kept teasing, kept pinching, kept shooting those blasts of nerves up into Celene. She fought against the urge to start squirming in his touch, even as her body kept warming constantly. Was he referring to his dick or her nipple with his comment? Celene didn't know ,and frankly she didn't care. I don't! She snapped, raising a hand, crackling magics forming yet again. Despite the words, she found her gaze dipping, seeing the member, the overlarge thing. Did it throb or twitch? Did need make it shiver? Celene found herself wondering, and instead tore her gaze from it yet again. Time to blast, the energies coalescing into something. And he spat out a suggestion. Celene's eyes narrowed dangerously. That is your solution? she demanded. You seriously think I'm just going to---to touch you just because your work is doing something to me? Sure, this weird, strange part of her did want to, but it wasn't nearly as strong a desire as her urge to blast him. She raised her hand, the channeling cold energies crackling, and placed it on his wrist, letting the coldness start to seep through. Damn if he thought he was going to get away with choking her for a moment longer, and she'd start showing him what she could do for real if he didn't start getting fucking serious in a hurry.
Thread: A Heroine's Dark Ink {darkest_fate&Sanoci}

Coursing in the deep creases of her being was a deviant screaming to be unleashed. Chiseling passed her dull cultural norms, hubris insecurities remain a flourishing woman in the making. Acidic felt like the alchemical agent aligned to vividly summarized this defiance. Slivers of her lust leaked, enough to initially combat her fueled endeavor of violence onto him. The provoking rebuttal had the lusting artist fuming, feeling the absence of heat radiating from his arm. Fine, snuff me out if the noble magi needs to resort to might is right by proxy of magic just out of her sexual frustration!vitriol spewing with the growing annoyance though she was in the right. Skellos could be described as plenty of things suicidal wouldn't be one of those traits despite the circumstances. Killing me only assures this he of yours never ends. Not...all...problems...of...magic...are solved by killing the source or alleged source....in my case, shivering profusely because of the touch with realization this bitch might freeze him. YOU WANTED THE MARK OUT OF VANITY. I HOPE YOU CAN LOOK AT YOUR FELLOW HEROES IN THE EYE AFTER THIS!!!cried furiously at her stabbing right at her precious renown directly with concepts like morals at the spearhead. Could she resist or would she go through it? Curiosity sparked this chance he played at, no one carried such an exceptional reputation if they willingly committed repugnant acts like her proposed threat. Thus far playing with her was working, now it would all be tested here. Last edited Jun 4, 2018
Thread: Fx F or NB Kinkerbelle’s World of the Taboo and Smutty!

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Thread: Not So Tough (Garnet x LuckyStar)

Nina had just finished work at the cafe and changed back into her regular clothes off a simple thin sweater and an a line skirt with tights. Her legs ached from her shift but she had made a good amount of tips and she did genuinely like her customers. She had class tomorrow and being a history major, she would have a lot of reading to do after. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail but there wasn't really anything on Earth that could control her wild curls. She was walking home pulling her coat closer over her bouncy chest but keeping up her speed. This wasn't a bad neighborhood but it never hurt to be a little extra cautious especially when the streets were so deserted. Nina wondered if she should have switched shifts with Catelyn this week, she'd wouldn't finish till late at the cafe tomorrow either. Her skirt's movements just highlighted the sway in her wide hips the faster she walked. Her train of thought was cut off by a sudden high pitched yip. It was the sort of sound that an animal would only make if something was very wrong. The curvy blonde paused looking around to see if she could spot the animal making that pitiful sounds when she heard loud laughter down an ally way. Nina reached into her purse making sure her mace was in reach. This wasn't a smart thing to do but she couldn't just ignore those pitiful sounds. The blonde edged closer to the alleyway walking deeper into the maze of backstreets. Another bark and set of jeering laughter made her jump back to hide behind a dumpster clutching her mace close. Now she was closer, she could see the shadows of maybe two guys smoking and one guy who was playing with something. Fuck Mark why you gotta be such a creep. You'll get fleas. Laughed one of the guys having a smoke. None of them looked particularly friendly. When she poked her head round, rage filled her. That Mark guy had hold of a small mutt by its hind leg and was dangling it right above a burger pulling the poor thing away when it got close for a bite and snickering like an asshole. The bubble butted blonde was furious and just the angle the poor dog was being held at looked painful! Still there were three big guys and they'd spot her straight away...
Thread: Not So Tough (Garnet x LuckyStar)

Rath was one of the toughest guys around this town, most never got in his way because of his talents. Which were taking on over twenty guys in a brawl, taking over his high school for most of his four years and all over getting accepted to a decent university because he threatens the headmaster? The last one wasn't really true, but many believed it as he tended to just have his lackeys get what he wanted. There was nothing wrong with him, he wasn't dumb, he liked to study, but he could use his strength to his advantage to get through life for the time being. It was on one of his off days that he would come to his favorite place, a little dog that he loved to feed was in an alleyway near a cafe. He couldn't take it home with him, but he was trying his best to find the puppy a home. Once he would be in the area, he could hear some voices in the alleyway and then looked over to see some thugs grabbing at the puppy. It was crying and Rath was really pissed right now as he would walk up to them all. Yo, looks like we got a kid coming up to stop us from hurting this dog. Rath would only glare at them. That dog? Don't make me laugh. You're on my turf. So beat it, before I break your face in. He said with a chuckle as he walked closer with his hands in his pockets. The three of them would get up, letting the dog free as they came in for a punch. Rath only meets one of them with a harsh punch to his skull sending him into a dumpster as the others would back off. Amazed by that strength, only slowly realizing who this guy really was as they looked scared now. They tried from either side of him as they tried to punch him. Rath only blocked both the punches, then returned some with his own. Hitting one of them in the midsection causing him to buckle towards the ground in pain as for the other. Rath would grab him by his shirt and spun him around as he threw him into the other guy that was just getting back up. That wasn't a fight at all. Get out of my sight and never come back here again. He said as they would rush off with fear of what he might do if they came back. Running past the girl they didn't notice but didn't even stop for a moment to look at her. Once they were gone the dog would come back out of it's hiding place as it approached Rath. Rath just rolled his eyes at the dog.....but then he looked around like he was trying to keep a secret. Getting down on his knees he would pull the puppy over to him as he started to give it a belly rub. Oh that is a cute little girl, those guys didn't hurt you did they? The puppy would bark again as it licked his face. That is a good girl, I got you some food. He said with a bright smile that he never showed anyone, as he pulled out some dog food for the little puppy dog. Letting her eat as he watched and petted her taking his time to enjoy his time with her today. Last edited Jun 9, 2018