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Thread: The Mansion's Masters (Killer_kenny x randomthingslover1)

Lila walked down the circular pavement, her eyes looking towards the park.She wasn't much of a jogger but today the instinct had drove her out of her comfy bed to the warm climate of the town.Sighing deeply, she found a bench and sat on it. Dressed in a white tank top that hugged her firm round breasts perfectly and a pair of denim shorts-iit was undeniable that the woman was beautiful. Natural long brown hair accompanied by big hazel eyes and white skin, the 21 year old brunette had been the reason of many heart breaks.The full moon glittered in the night sky as she got up to her feet knowing it was time to return to her lonely apartment. Her boyfriend had left her almosttwo weeks ago and sshe was still mourning.He said she was too much for him.She still didn't get what exactly he meant by that.
Thread: The Mansion's Masters (Killer_kenny x randomthingslover1)

As she walked down the lane, her thoughts captured her mind like a prisoner void of any hope of escape.The light breeze of the night ran it's hand through her hair as she wrapped her arms around her lightly tanned skin.The vampire was so swift yet quiet, she barely heard him approach her.A sudden gasp left her pink lips as she felt something cold slip into the back of her shorts she is wearing shorts and under her black lace undie causing her to squirm out in surprise.She gasped out loudly when she was pulled back and pressed against a muscular back of some man. Her body shivered feeling his cold breath fan her ear as her own breath ascelated.The cool velvety voice of the unknown man send thrill down her spine, hi warm hand wrapping itself around her thin waist.Was this a sick joke?Her eyes narrowed a little in anticipation of not being able to see him, the feel of his nose against her neck feeling blissful.What he said was true, so true.She was lonely.She was sad.She needed some one, more precisely a man to touch each of her curves and make her feel loved.Make her feel desired and sexy.Her arms almost stopped pushing him and she was about to give in when her mind internally slapped her.She couldn't be this pathetic tol let a man exploit her like this! No!No!She spoke, her voice full of conflict with itself but determined to follow the right path.I-I dont want this.Let me go or I'll shout!She warned, trying to tug his arm away.
Thread: The Mansion's Masters (Killer_kenny x randomthingslover1)

Oh no no no, that was the wrong answer he spoke dissapointed teddy as he pulled his face from her hair shaking his head slowly as his finger left her shorts sorry thought they were jean shorts to trail his nail slowly up the divet of her spine and around so his hand cupped her chin, twisting it to force her to look him in the eyes as he gave her a fake poute. Would you really want to scream? And waste your pretty little voice now, when I'm going to be making you scream to the heavens soon enough? His face twisted I to a dark grin, flashing his fangs before he dipped his head forward and pressed his lips upon hers, denying her the ability to scream out as he locked mouths, his pointed tongue pressing at her reluctant lips to try and force them open, hungerly hoping to taste her flesh. His hand around her waist slipping down between her shorts and lingerie to slide over her nether region, his fingers masters at the task at hand, knowing exactly where to go and soon enough his middlefinger was pressing upon her sensative clit, index and ring finger rubbing over her lips just to test how quickly he could make his prey wet. He held this pose for a good minute, letting her scream or accept his kiss the whole time before his hand loosened on her chin, slipping away to rest on her shoulder as he pulled his lips from hers. Is it still a no? He asked in a cock tone, his stormy grey pupils never leaving her hazel stare.
Thread: The Mansion's Masters (Killer_kenny x randomthingslover1)

Lila felt his face pull back as he spoke.Her heart beat was running so fast she feared it would just rip out of her chest.She groaned loudly as he tugged her hair back, forcing her to look up in his grey eyes and study his handsome features.She winced in pain hearing him, as she struggled to get free from his hold.Which was a waste of energy since he was obviously much stronger than her physically.Her hazel eyes widened seeing his fangs and before she could scream in fear, his lips locked with hers.She felt the smooth texture of his lips trying to force hers open but she refused it.However when his large hands dropped down below her undies, making way to the perfect smooth skin of her tight cunt, she gasped, unintentionally giving her mouth to him Her tougue met with his as she moaned in the kiss feeling his cold fingers on her hot cunt, which started to drip wet. She breathed harx as he pulled back and when he asked her, she whispered a yes.What do you want of me?
Thread: The Mansion's Masters (Killer_kenny x randomthingslover1)

It's not what I want. He hissed upon her lips, letting their flesh brush just barely out of reach, his arms pulling at her to turn her towards the bench, the girl obviously distracted and easily manipulated now. She was quiet visibly aroused by his short teasing, every breat in for himk filed his nostris with the scent of the girls pheromones kicking into over drive as she got hot and wet under his control ing fingers. His hands slipping out from between her legs though as he spoke. It's what you WANT from me. The middle of his sentence was interrupted by a low grunt as he pushed her down to fall toward onto the bench, her mortal speed no where fast enough to react to him as his cold breath brushed upon her ear again,the man's chest once more upon her back as he crouched over her. You want power in your life. His hand taking her wrist as he spoke, tying it to wooden plank back rest of the bench wit his ear bud wires, keeping it loose enough that she could twist her wrist but not pull free before his hands grabbed her again his body leaving her back before he flipped her so she sat hard on the benchb. His knee slamming into the wood between her legs as he closed the gap between them a third time his face hovering an inch from hers as he pinned her free wrist to the back of the bench, blindly strapping it down with the string from his gym pants now. You want to no longer feel alone, sad... but most of all you want.. the vampire paused, his eyes flashing blue as he pulled forward a hand around her neck to keep her from pulling away as he leaned in for a kiss, eyes closing as he let his heavy breath flow from his lips, Michael had become extremely aroused from tossing the girl around, her fear and arousal intoxicating to the vampires sense, breathing in one last heavy wife of her scent through his nose as his lips hovered in front of hers. Pleasure. He finally spoke out with a sheky voice, it was becoming bard for him to keep in control of his more primal, sexual urges as he forced his lips upon hers again, hhis knee slipping forward to press at the girls groin as his free hand trailed do the girls tied wrist to brush his fingers softly over her arm until she felt the fabric of her top, then without hesitation he groped her breast blindly feeling for a bra under her fabric, just to see how easy it would be to unwrap his present once he was ready. Hbe heald this position for a good minute, hand on neck and breast, knee between legs and lips upon hers, when he finally pulled form.the kiss he gave a soft pleasure Goran as one would do after biting into a heavenly meal, he pulled away slowly until his full face was in her view and opened his eyes, still glowing the brilliant blue as before as he spoke. So I ask again, will you let me in? His last questioned follow by his knee bumping at her crotch to clarify what he wanted into, the girl alone and tied now it didn't matter if she said yes or no, hbe was taking what he wanted wither she wanted it or not. It was just more fun to give her the false hope through the question.
Thread: Seeking The Ultimate Reward (Tia and HotTexasCowboy)

All of the stories and legends that she had read had led her here. Shia'll was sure of it. Here in this place, these ruins, there was the ancient treasure which belonged to the family she was very vaguely almost-part-of. But that didn't matter because she was the only one of that family left and so, she was the only one with a claim. So, the young woman, long black hair tied back and sharp blue eyes looking around, made her way through the ruins. She had her short sword and she made sure that she was ready for anything she thought which might come along. As she walked she realised that here she was following some tracks and she felt her heart rate increase. Maybe here there was the artifact she searched for! Either way, Shia'll was very excited to get herself to the place where she was meant to be. So, with soft footfalls, the young human woman made her way through the ruins and she felt a tingle of excitement at what might be ahead of her. Riches beyond the telling of it, no doubt and she was ready! Oh, she was more than ready and she carefully pushed open the large wooden door into the unknown.
Thread: Seeking The Ultimate Reward (Tia and HotTexasCowboy)

Perhaps it had been a palace once, or a fortress. Abandoned, captured, razed it was now a ruin, a skeleton of its past greatness. What was left above ground was a collection of half-exposed rooms. Somewhere would be a portal to the underground chambers, where hopefully more might have survived, not pillaged by generations of marauders and squatters. If only she could find it. The door led to a huge dark room, with all four walls, remarkably, although a large opening in the roof exposed to the dark starlit sky. But there was illumination within the room. She saw a flickering campfire, with hulking shapes gathered around it, sticks holding hunks of meat over the flames. Something warned her she didn't want any part of this, but as she turned to retreat, another figure stepped out of the shadows and blocked her escape to the door. Well now, muttered a deep voice that rattled like gravel in a tin, what have we here? A visitor? Someone looking to raid our camp? The figure stepped closer and exposed itself more to the firelight. She saw the broad jaw with the one side fang projecting from the bottom of its jaw. Orcs! she thought, just as she also saw its thick curved sword almost as tall as she herself, wielded by a stout arm as thickly muscled as her thigh. Come be our guest, human, the creature growled, an order, not an invitation, emphasized by the crude leer on its thick lips.
Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

Alright, grocery money's on top of the fridge, but we have all the basics, the middle-aged woman struggled with her suitcases as she talked at-not to, at-her son and tried to get out the door. All the bills have been paid, you have all the emergency contacts in your phone and written down next to the cordless, just in case. The dog has plenty of food, and I expect you to keep up with your laundry while we're in the Dominican Republic. The woman's son, a slim boy standing at 5'11, rolled his eyes and nodded his head. Don't worry, he said smoothly to his mother, helping her with one of her six bags. I've got everything under control. The woman kept prattling on, and her son, Damian Bayer, kept nodding his head, every so often uttering a yes to keep his mother placated. All the while Damian was fantasizing about when his parents finally pulled out of the driveway and headed for D.R. for 3 weeks, allowing his to fina-fuckin'-lly go to his room and spark a blunt. For the most part Damian was a good kid he did any tasks his folks asked of him, and kept a B average in honors classes, and didn't get into any trouble his folks would know about. He behaved thus so he wouldn't garner any suspicion as to his favorite hobby smoking weed. It's what he felt kept him level-headed and able to deal with the mountain of stress that other people make high school out to be. Truth be told, with ganja on his side, Damian felt that high school was a breeze the class work was easy enough, peoples' opinions didn't matter considering he was only stuck with those people for four years, and he felt no particular social drive. Sure, he had a few friends, but they were usually older kids just out of high school themselves that he could smoke with and wax philosophic. Damian had to keep from licking his lips when he imagined the fatty he was going to roll once his parents were out of the block. He was so ecstatic he could shout! That's when his mom dropped the bomb on him. Oh, and by the way, the woman added just as she was about to have the door shut in her face. We invited your sister over to watch you while we're gone. She should be arriving any minute now! Well, you two have fun and don't burn my house down, and we'll see you in three weeks! Damian's father honked the car horn from the driveway, beckoning his wife while he son stood in the doorway, his mouth agape. How could they do this to him!? How could they shatter his dreams of being the big man around the house like this? It was such a sudden and powerful blow, like his parents' metaphysically sucker-punched him in the groin! Well, at least it'll be nice to see sis, he thought, weekly attempting to see a silver lining in the storm cloud his mother cast above his head.
Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

RE All The Small Moments GrizzlyMang Beelzy When the knock at the door came, Damian was sitting at the kitchen table, his head in his hands. After his mother left the boy had paced back and forth in the kitchen, debating aloud with himself about whether or not he should go roll his blunt anyways. He hadn't seen his sister for a few years, but from what he remembered she was a pretty cool person, or at least she was in his eyes. That said, Damian still couldn't be sure she would be cool with his smoking, so eventually the boy decided not to bring that stuff around his sister, but rather wait until she was asleep to go blaze. He heard a knock at the door and knew it was Audrey. He sighed and pushed himself up from the table, excited to see his sister while being so very sad for her presence. He pulled open the door and peered down bemusedly at his sibling. Damian was an aloof nerd kid, but he looked like his female classmate's wet dream. He was 5'11, with a thin build and naturally tanned complexion his eyes were a vivid blue-gray and his hair was a soft, sandy brown that fell straight to about his mid-back he had a darker brown shock of goatee on his chin, which he was quite proud of his features were fair, and his lips a little more plump than most males he dressed like a casual nerd, and tonight he had a Green Lantern shirt on over some ash-gray pajama pants. 40 minutes... he thought, aggrevated, as Audrey snuck past him. He nodded to his sister and shut the door, trying to remember the last occasion they had been face-to-face like this. No worries, he lied flatly. Traffic happens. So... Wassup, sis? He grabbed the largest piece of Audrey's baggage and hauled it over to the living room with ease, where he gingerly set it down on the couch. Why did mom-because Damian knew his dad nothing to with it-call you over? Is everything okay at school, or did you need to come back home for a little?
Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

The grin on Damian's face widened a bit when he heard his sister's praise. He didn't really think he was accomplishing much, really he thought he was doing just enough to get by comfortably. He nodded when Audrey asked him to order the food and he pulled his phone out his pocket as she disappeared to make her own call. The phone was a late 2000's flip phone, construction grade with an extending antenna all his friends and acquaintances made fun of him for it, but he adored the heavy little brick. It was all he wanted in a phone it could get texts, make calls, got great reception, and it was nearly indestructible. Fuck iPhones, was Damian's general mentality. He flipped it open and dialed the number quick, since he had Palacio Chino saved in his phone. Yeah, hi, I'd like to place an order for carryout please? he spoke politely into the phone. Yeah, I'd like a large order of orange chicken, two orders of mofongo, a medium order of shrimp fried rice, and a large order of carne frita... No drinks. The name's Damian... 20 minutes? Okay, bien rico, thanks. He shut his phone with a satisfying slap that echoed throughout the house. He shoved his phone back in his pocket and wondered about his dog, Sheela, whether or not he should bring her in from the outside. Then the thought occurred to him, striking like lighting from a cloudless sky Audrey never me Sheela. They got her from the pound two years ago, before that the last dog they had was Watson, the goofy little Scottie who was often too curious, who died right before he turned Damian turned 11. He couldn't believe Sheela hadn't made a fuss when Audrey knocked at the door he knew that meant she was into something she probably shouldn't be. The boy was about to head into the kitchen himself, to enter his backyard to get his dog out of whatever mess she was making, when Audrey appeared in the living room. He nodded hurriedly, feeling bad that he currently had no intentions of helping her carrying her baggage. No, your room's just as you left, actually maybe even cleaner than when you lived in it. He said, grinning at the idea of what his mother's 'mom-cave' would be. You know, she's such a pain in the ass because she loves us so much, and she loves us too much to ever even think of taking over our rooms when we leave. He was about to turn around and head outside to deal with Sheela when he heard the comment about sleeping in desk chairs. He stopped and pivoted to face her. What's this about sleeping in desk chairs? he asked, his tone deep and demanding. What's going on right now? Why are you not sleeping in a bed?
Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

Damian couldn't help but stare as Sarah laughed, seemingly out of nowhere, his eyebrow cocked in curiosity. The boy didn't get the joke at all, and was actually a bit disturbed by the whole scene, especially when the other two turned on Sarah. He wondered what the tall girl implied that could get Audrey to sound like their mother, and he figured the annoyed tone of Alexander was most likely a rarity, considering how he behaved. Damian just shook his head and then shook Sarah's hand, noticing how her pale skin stood out against his own. Yeah, I'm in highschool, he confirmed. I'm going to be a junior when school gets back in. He wondered if he should say something else, although honestly he was off-put by his sister's friends. They were a odd couple of people, and this came from the pothead who read comics and wore kilts in freezer aisles at the supermarket. That was when he heard his sister making plans with Alexander to go to some club. He would have let their conversation sink into the background noise, until he heard Alexander mention a special outfit. He knew most clubs had some kind of dress code, but he couldn't think of one that required something special. His interest was piqued, especially when Sarah jumped into their conversation. Damian nodded at Audrey's explanation. It filled in the immediate gaps, but actually left much bigger ones when the overly thoughtful teen mulled her words over. He didn't remember her frequenting a night club, and he's pretty sure their mother wouldn't allow something like that, even if Audrey was 30. That also had to be one hell of a club, he figured, if people were going to come from out of town just to stop there on a road trip. He narrowed his gaze at his sister, tempted to call bullshit on her statement, but decided that the grocery store wasn't the place for the scene he knew would ensue. When he saw Alexander kiss his sister, even with it being such an innocent little peck, Damian's hands balled into fists at his side. It was involuntary, though Damian would have happily volunteer to lay his fists across Alexander's brow. Maybe also his groin. He ground his teeth for a second before he put on a weak little smile and let his hands relax. Well, I guess we'll see you tomorrow then. Enjoy your picnic. Damian told them as warmly as he could muster before he turned around started walking out of the ice cream aisle. He figured if Audrey scolded him for leaving he could use the excuse of cold legs, but he knew he couldn't remain with those two college kids and not erupt.
Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

The boy beamed brightly down at his sister, though he felt like he was looking up to her, and nodded happily. Yeah, I can come up with some games, he reported as he placed his basket in her cart. That all sounds great, let's go. With that he walked next to his sister with a bounce in his step and a smile on his face on the way to registers, thinking about games like ring of fire and wondering if he should even suggest beer pong. The other drinking game he really played at parties was strip poker, and at the moment didn't even choose to entertain the thought, not wanting to feel awkward and ruin a good vibe. When they got to the lanes Damian began helping his sister unload, taking care of his basket contents so he could pull it out of the cart and place it below the conveyor. He was humming softly and tunelessly to himself as he placed a divider behind their food. That's when he heard his sister remark about the Ben Jerry's, particularly the part about being high he stopped a moment and pondered the implications of that statement. It didn't necessarily mean that she smoked weed, she didn't come right out and say it however, she did not say she would only like it if she was high, but rather when . Damian's heart beat a hair faster and he began to wonder if he should mention his intentions for later, if he should invite Audrey to smoke with him. He got lost in a momentary day dream, wondering about what it would be like to smoke with his big sister. Cracking jokes and listenin' to music, telling each other stories about what happened in the years they were apart. He stayed silent after her comment, making no response. He pulled out some of the money their folks had left them, it was held by a silver clip, and he handed it Audrey. What'm I gonna do? he asked, his gaze wandering as he thought about smoking, and smoking with her, and then what it would be like for Audrey to meet his friends. He cracked a slight grin quickly before his gaze returned and the cashier was being handed the cash. Oh, I was thinking about going out for a walk. But we'll see what happens. The boy loaded all the bagged groceries back into the cart and started off towards the car with his sister.