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Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Lucius couldn't help but smile at her words. Perhaps. But then again, I love being a fool... replied the Thief as he gently stroked her cheek, reveling in the touch of what was perhaps the softest skin he had ever touched. A sigh left his lips as he heard the voice, quirking an eyebrow. Your suitor, I'm guessing? he inquired curiously. His thoughts circled endlessly until he knew what he wanted to do he was going to stay. It was one of the most idiotic decisions he's made, perhaps... but it would be worth it. He knew so. Lucius looked at the door and chuckled before he stepped even closer to the Princess and smiled. I'll be looking forward to it, he whispered before he leaned in and placed a very light, soft, and teasing kiss upon her lips, feeling his heart leap with joy and excitement before he backed away, taking off the vambraces and grieves, then the strap across his torso to set down his dagger before kneel down, slipping his hands over the back of his head. Go and unlock the door, milady... he whispered softly, biting his lip a bit seductively as a remembrance of their kiss. Oh, her lips were definitely sweet and delicious...
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Talia gasped as his lips touched hers again. The Princess swayed lightly on her feet as her eyes appeared dazed. Snapping back to reality she stepped away from Lucius. Yes...yes it's my suitor... she mumbled as she stumbled across the bedroom to reach for her door. She heard a hand on the other side and she reached for the doorknob. She looked over her shoulder at Lucius and frowned. Don't kill anybody... she murmured as the door open and a tall man stood on the other side, his eyes widening. GUARDS! cried the man as he grabbed Talia by the wrist and yanked her roughly out of the room. She yelped and stumbled out into the hallway, eyes wide with surprise. Marcus! Stop, he's not going to fight! cried Talia, but as she spoke Marcus was already rushing guards in around Lucius. Another guard grabbed her by the arm and pulled her against his chest, keeping her from 'danger'. Her eyes watched intently as guards grabbed Lucius and his belongings and began to walk him out of her room and down the halls. Talia was returned to her room where she was locked up again, but not before she pleaded with her father not to kill the intruder. She made up and excuse that she believed he could be useful. Her father liked useful pawns, and so agreed whole heartedly. So Lucius was thrown in a dark, and cold space, bars keeping him restrained from escape.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Only a few hours had passed after Lucius was arrested and placed within the palace's dungeons. He still wore the black clothes, though they were violently scuffed up and ripped, around the torso, making them look more baggy than they were. The cool air flowed over his flesh, dissipating the sweat that lingered. His eyes were closed as he remembered the touch and taste of both Talia's skin and her plump lips that barely collided with his own. Hopefully, soon, he would get another chance... Lucius looked up as the door to the dungeon sung open, forcing him to cover his eyes until he recognized Marcus, the soon-to-be husband of his crush. Of course, he felt no jealousy or anger towards him, save for pity. Lucius knew that Talia was more intrigued by him than she was by Marcus. It was only a matter of time before she realized that.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Talia had sat quietly in her room, wondering if Lucius was okay. Why did this man intrigue her so much? She didn't know, but it was irritating her. With a sigh she laid down to rest, determined to see the man by the next morning. Marcus on the other hand had gone to the dungeon, searching out the man found in his fiance's room in the middle of the night. He glared through the bars at the man and spat,How dare you be in Princess Talia's room You're nothing but a peasant fiend! How dare you! he growled, his anger showing through not only by his voice but also his eyes and posture. It irritated to soon to be Prince that a nobody would dare touch his Princess. He didn't love Talia, but she was his claim to a throne. I will do all I can to see you hung by that throat! Your hands cut off! she snapped. Talia stirred in her sleep, dreaming of the man who had recently been with her.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Lucius grimaced and silently wiped off the saliva from his cheek, rolling his eyes in disgust. However, he did not say a word as Marcus raged on. When he finished, Lucius rose an eyebrow and chuckled. I apologize, but I only meant to cure the affliction that was ailing her. Namely . . . loneliness. She is obviously the most gorgeous woman in the world, and yet . . . you are concerned with becoming a ruler? Oh, how your priorities are warped beyond imagination, Lucius said, his expression becoming indifferent, until Marcus mentioned his execution. That is yet another thing that will not happen. The king has decided that my skills as a thief are far too valuable to be wasted. I am to serve under him . . . Marcus , his name was spoken with utter distaste, and feared no retaliation. After all, Lucius was an expert in close-combat and weapons training.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Marcus growled,You lie! he said in a harsh tone. The man knew that if he tried to harm Lucius he'd either lose, or feel the wrath of the King. So with an angry growl he turned on his heel and left Lucius there. The mention of Talia's Loneliness made him angry, and so as soon as he turned he laughed, standing in the doorway to the dungeons,We'll just go see how lonely she is... he said with a smirk, his hand slamming the door shut behind him, leaving Lucius alone. Quietly, but swiftly Marcus went to Talia's room, unlocking the door and opening it before closing it quietly behind him. Marcus slunk over to the bed where he placed a hand gently on Talia's shoulder, jolting her awake. OH MY! she screamed, scurrying backwards and almost falling off the bed. Marcus! What are you doing in here?!?! she demanded. Marcus laughed, reaching across the bed to pull her close. Are you lonely my dear Talia? he cooed, holding her against his chest as she squirmed. Do you wish to be held...to be caressed...and to be...touched... he said, his voice soft. He pushed her down onto the bed, her eyes wide. No Marcus! I am not....now leave me to sleep! she demanded of him, her body still squirming in his hands. Marcus laughed softly, leaning down to kiss her neck, but as he started to move his hands lower on her body she lifted her knee, kneeling him in the groin. He groaned, falling away from her as she leapt from the bed, rushing from her room. What a rude man!! she grumbled as she slowed her pace and smiled. She'd gotten out of her room. Now is my chance... she laughed softly to herself, moving down the halls until she found her way to the corridor that would lead her to Lucius. She hesitated, but then opened the door, lifting her dress so she could enter the dungeon without getting dirty.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

The Thief narrowed his eyes to Marcus' quiet remark, and dread filled his heart. In angering the suitor to gauge his resolve, he apparently just sentenced Talia to a night of pain and tormetn... damn him and his big mouth. His eyes flickered to the place where the bars met the floor and ceiling, and silently wondered if he could somehow break him out... but just then, the door creaked open once more, and Lucius' eyes went wide with anticipation until he saw the beautiful form of Talia, lifting her dress in order to walk across the dirty floor. Princess... he whispered breathlessly, relieved to know she was all right. But how did she escape Marcus? Lucius brushed off the thought and slowly got to his feet, gazing through the bars as a smile flickered upon his lips.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

Marcus was groaning in agony as he rolled around Talia's room, anger flourishing through him. Talia followed Lucius' voice and ended up before him, her hands bunched up to hold her dress up from the floor. Hello Lucius...I do hope you're enjoying your stay... she said with a slight bit of humor in her voice. I managed to escape my room...so I figured I'd come tell you... she paused, her eyes narrowed, ready to be angry, but they ended up turning soft, a small smile on her lips. I think you're an idiot... she murmured. Getting yourself locked up in here...I did all I could to get my father to not kill you...But despite that...I'm not sure what I can do about your living arrangements...it is...possible that I can get you moved to something of a servants quarters...without bars... she laughed quietly. But nonetheless I think you're an idiot... she shook her head in dismay at the man. As she was ready to speak again she heard a rush of guards outside of the dungeon, yelling and mumbling about something. Marcus. She bit her lip, distress clearly displayed across her face. I...I have to go Lucius... she said in a hushed tone. She reached her hand through the bars, flicking him lightly on the nose. You make me so mad!! she grumbled. Stupid stupid thief! she said as she turned to leave. Her voice didn't hold the same anger as it had earlier in her room with him, but now it held an edge of fondness. She didn't hate Lucius, he seemed to be a much better person then Marcus. As she began to step away from the bars she tensed. Marcus was standing outside the door to the dungeon, she could see him through the bars in the door.
Thread: The Princess and the Thief (Lord Dakol and Seraphine Light)

His hair fell over his ears and eyes as Talia smiled at him, and returned the expression wholeheartedly. I am. The bedding is fantastic, he gestured to the thin blanket that laid flat on the floor his remark was obviously sarcastic, yet optimistic, though the food lacks taste. Lucius laughed. I know I am, he said, his face becoming solemn, Thank you, Princess Talia. Truly. Lucius flinched a bit when she flicked him across the nose, and chuckled. His fingers lightly touched the place she touched when he heard the voices and saw Marcus through the door. His eyes hardened into a glare, stepping forward to grasp the bars gently.
Thread: Looking for role-play[MxF]

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Thread: Odd nights and odd ideas

Serina had a rough day and decided to take some steam off at the local bar. She was dressed in some short shorts and a white tanktop. She stepped through the crowd and finally ended up at the bar taking a seat and ordering a rum and coke. She sighed and looked around hoping that there was someone she knew here.
Thread: Odd nights and odd ideas

Emily had had a surprisingly good day and was ready to have an even better night. She headed out to her favorite bar and started dancing right away. She did that for a while before heading to the bar for a drink. She ordered a captain and coke and sat down for a few minutes. After all that dancing she needed to catch her breath. As she was starting on her second drink she noticed a pretty little blonde at the bar as well. She smiled a devilish smile and picked her drink up. She headed over to her and sat down beside her. You look like you've had a long day. she said gently, hoping the woman would talk to her.
Thread: Odd nights and odd ideas

The redhead that sat next to her seemed like she was in a good mood. Serina did her best to not ruin it and just turned to face her with a smile. Yeah its been pretty long she said. Though now it is starting to get a little more fun. she said taking a sip out of her drink. Im Serina she said holding her hand out for the woman to shake.
Thread: Dominant Role Player Seeks Long-Term Role Play(s)

I highly, highly encourage anyone who normally has trouble with keeping long-term RP's alive, wants a partner capable of handling the unknown, or even is just very shy about playing with a perfect stranger to talk to this man. He is nothing but respectful, creative, and hilarious and is certainly worth the time to even just say hello to. I've never once look back in my time of knowing him, and my only regret is that I simply don't have the time or energy right now to give him the attention he so rightly deserves!
Thread: Dominant Role Player Seeks Long-Term Role Play(s)

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Thread: Dominant Role Player Seeks Long-Term Role Play(s)

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Thread: Dominant Role Player Seeks Long-Term Role Play(s)

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Thread: Dominant Role Player Seeks Long-Term Role Play(s)

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Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

The Kingdom of Dys, located on the northwestern side of the continent, has enjoyed peace mostly due to its isolation. It still sends ships south to Notia, as they still have plenty of raw materials which they are not using. The only side that is not bordered by water is to the east, where the Higan Mountain Range stands between them and the kingdom of Kent on the other side. It was a little over 5 decades that the king, with support of all the noble houses, declared that no one may pass through and enter Kent, nor accept anyone from there. No reason was given. Interaction with the giant Higans may continue. As long as the trade with Notia continues, this nation has found itself self-sufficient without a concern except the usual internal squabbles with the noble houses. The military has started to become relaxed and smaller. The older veterans fear how well they are in case any form of armed conflict arise. The younger soldiers seem unconcerned. While there was the fear of Bosach pronounced bow-SAHK, even this has lessened and became more of a fearful tale as the older ones who remembered the savage raiders were being replaced by the younger populace, ignorant of the life before. Verialyn is currently in a small town that years ago was a bustling mining community a century ago, at the base of the Higan Mountains. The mine has since dried up, and the place is experiencing a slow death. The mountains here is too steep, making contact with the Higans rare. The old routes to Kent, now guarded by bored soldiers, are far away. Just a boring, almost forgotten town, not knowing a crisis for the laxed Dys is going to start here.
Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

Verialyn had reached the edge of the town about two hours before sundown. As she started to walk along the main street framed by run down houses on both sides she did attract the stares of quite a few of its inhabitants. This was something she was used to by now. For one there was the fact that she was a very beautiful woman of average height with very light silken skin, dark brown eyes and more than shoulder long raven black hair. The gazes of the male spectators, however, were not attracted by her angelic facial features but either by her long and shapely legs, small but firm behind or her remarkably large, almost plump breasts, that even several layers of clothing could not hide. If that was not enough to attract some attention, then there was her attire. Over her plain and unremarkable linen clothing and heavy travelling boots she wore a studded leather armor, and on her back was a well maintained bastard sword, complimented by a short word at her hip. Heavily armed travellers were not that frequent in this part of the world, as these were peaceful times. Which was one of the reasons she had come here. She earned her living mostly with the sword on her back, and employment opportunities for that sort of work had become increasingly rare in the larger towns to the south. On rare occasions she would employ other venues to raise funds, but again the southern settlements lacked a suitable customer willing to make the required investment. And there were other reasons for her to move on... Returning the stares of the residents with a friendly smile of hers she made her way to the center of the town, on the lookout for any sign that might advertise a tavern where she could spend the coming night.
Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

There is one, on the eastern side, with the beginning of the mine system within view. However, it appears some soldiers, bored and idle due to the lack of tasks for them, are using it for the night. As Verialyn entered, an older man behind the bar waved her in. We still got room available!, he called out, then knocking on the counter on the seat in front of him as a way of saying sit here. There was one officer on a table, sitting with a swordsman, both drunk and talking. She was able to pick up from the officer, Boring patrols, as she walked pass them. Sounds of sexual acts can be heard upstairs. As she approached the owner for the transaction, he commented, It was not like this during my time. Now, making one a soldier and giving them nothing to do is dangerous. The nobles are too busy bickering with each other, our men in service are incompetent, while only us older folk can see our country is becoming stagnant. He sounded tired and depressed, like he no longer have a life he enjoys. He seem to notice more that she is a woman and not the equipment she was caring. Another drunk soldier was farther down, holding his head. Looking in Verialyn direction, it ended up that his hand covered one eye while another stared in partial shock as what he was seeing. In part mumble and part slurred speech, he asked, Fere dihd fewwww come fffrummm? Where did you come from? He reached out his hand in an attempt to pet her shoulder, in part to see if she is real and for his own pleasure.
Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

With every second inside the tavern Verialyn's hopes for any sort of employment dwindled. Why would anyone want to hire a mercenary when even the regular soldiers were bored senseless and most likely would jump happily at any opportunity for action? However, even if she intended to move on she still would have to find a bed for the night. So she sat down opposite to the tavern's owner, and listened to his tale. She actually had shared some of his observations. Usually a long period of peace lets the lands prosper, but it also does make the inhabitants soft. She had not had to travel that far to find work in more tumultous former days. Verialyn also could not help but notice the special interest that sparkled in the old bartender's eyes at her sight, and as she felt a little sorry for the poor and depressed old fellow she thought to herself 'Maybe if I am in the mood...'. As she was about to inquire about a room for the night, the drunken soldier that sat close to her stirred into action. She could not feel anything but amusement at his sight and his reaction to her, the men here really must be starved. So she was unable to suppress a smile as she curiously watched his hand slowly approaching her shoulder. No need to be rude if anything he wanted to do was to touch her shoulder.
Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

The drunk soldier lightly petted her leather, saying Leahfer!, then suddenly darted his hand away at the sight of her blades. Fay!, he yelled to his two superiors. Hes wohma is farmd ffferrrr A FIE... et. Hey! This woman is armed for a fight! As he tried to hold back a sudden need to belch - and failed - the officer just looks up, shrugs, and ignored him. Sighing, the drunk turned away from the two. A final squeal was heard upstairs and then silence. The drunk looks up, smiles, then turn his head to Leather Lady again. Initially he smiles, almost blushing, as he looked at her face, then turned pale as his eyes, moving down, saw that bastard sword again. Soooooow. He was jealous of his friend upstairs, but intimidated by Leather Lady too. His voice was calmer and more slow. Fy har few fer? Llllow-co har fihk meee, jusssst passssin by? Why are you here? Local or like me, just passing by? He feared his chances of being lucky and loosing his virginity is as likely as becoming an honoured soldier. Not going to happen.
Thread: Erotic Low Fantasy Setting (PatricioINTP and Cherubian)

Verialyn had to chuckle at the soldiers reaction to her small arsenal, even as she reflexively withdrew from his belch. It made her wonder how he would have proceeded had she been unarmed and plainly dressed. She pushed the thought away, and after commenting the audible climax of the upstairs events with yet another smile of hers was about to turn back to the landlord as she was addressed again. She turned on her chair to face the drunken soldier, and studied him for a few moments. He was still relatively young, and by her judgment had not seen a single serious fight in his life, like most of the current soldiers. Not enough physical exertion and too much drinking had left the first traces on hm. The beard stubbles in his boyish face had to be at least three days old, and he definitely was in no good physical shape, the first hints of a belly already bulging his uniform above his belt. Actually I am just passing through here. But what brings a contingent of soldiers to this place? There was an ever so slight chance she might actually learn something interesting.