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Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

Who the hell cares what you want? You were the one who walked in here willingly, He tries to keep him close enough so that the next time he opened his mouth, he could just jab it into his mouth. Just give in already. There's no way in hell you're getting out of this. He just laughed and tugged at Jay's hair. How did you think this was going to turn out? I dunno, maybe you really did want this to happen.
Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

As he felt the tugs even harder he groaned only allow the dick to finally slip in. He groaned as he tried to pull away only for Jay to feel the cock go even deeper in to his mouth. He gagged a little as his eyes closed as he shook his head not realizing that it was actually making it better for him. The movement of his mouth up and down Michael's cock started off with Michael making it happen but as Jay's mind fuzzed over slowly it started to move on it's own.
Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

Well, he's certainly have had better, but hey, considering the circumstances and all, he wasn't going to complain. Michael let out a little moan- it was a different feeling entirely to force someone into sucking him off, a much more exciting, thrilling feeling. At least Jay was starting to move on his own. Still, it irked him that Jay had closed his eyes. So much so that he started to force Jay to take him deeper into his mouth, moving his head back and forth for him at rougher, quicker rate. Open your eyes and look at me, He said, I know you're enjoying this as much as I am.
Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

As he kept moving and he felt Michael pushing up against his mouth as his hands pushed him further down. He couldn't believe it as he struggled to keep his breathe only as he took more and more he couldn't believe how his body started to heat up. Hearing Michael screaming at him to open his eyes. He finally did yet as he looked up he suddenly felt his own member getting hard as his eyes went wide. He couldn't . . . couldn't be getting hard. His mind was reeling in shock as he just kept getting harder.
Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

What's... He had intended to poke fun at him, wanted to laugh at him, but instead, he let out another moan, and he could feel himself blush with...embarrassment? What? He tightened his grip on his hair in an attempt to fight back these feelings. He had nothing to feel embarrassed about. He was doing this to make himself feel good. What's wrong? He asked, giving Jake a fake smile. Michael could feel that he was almost ready to cum, and he knew that he normally last longer than this. He really was starting to lose control of himself, which only made him more angrier, but rather than Jay, it was at himself. He wasn't really gay...He thought it was only a one time thing, with a guy who looked totally like a girl anyway. Just to know what it was like. But now, he wasn't so sure. ...Well, there was another way to assure himself that he should keep this going. He just needed to stay cool and calm.
Thread: Halfwit Slave (Helmet X Shards)

Jay gave a whimper as he couldn't believe this. As he heard another moan he thought maybe if he just made the guy cum faster he could get out of this faster. He started to move faster on his cock, his tongue starting to twirl around Michael's cock as he noticed how he was starting to lose it Jay had an inner smirk forming as he closed his eyes speeding up once more.
Thread: Seeing Red

The Wolf. He remembered when that was more of a title than a fact. He used to be a man, a lecher in fact. Only the wolf because of his proclivity for the younger girls. He would find them in his woods and seduce them with promises of sweets and pleasure beyond their wildest dreams. He had enjoyed many a sweet young girl in his shack and was set on enjoying many more. That is, before that witch came. He had almost had her too, she was young, seemingly naive. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. She had cast some sort of curse on him, condemning him to a life of exile until he took a pure, sweet virgin as his own. He certainly had earned the title now, standing at almost 7 foot tall, with a wolfish face, as if it was trying to form a snout. He had wolf ears, sensitive and triangular, covered in tufts of fur. He was covered in fur, head to toe, although for the most part he was human. His mind might be a bit more wolfish but he could still be considered handsome. If he wasn't a freak. He had been in the woods for many many years stuck in this wretched existence and the biggest torture for him was not the form he was in, but his long lasting craving for a nice pure pussy. Some delicious morsel that would let him live fully again. Sure, plenty gorgeous young girls traveled through these woods but he could get none of them and not from lack of trying. They would simply scream and run which was no good. The witch said they must be consensual. But he tried, day in and day out, to find his way out. Suddenly he saw a rather beautiful young'un with a red cloak walking towards his spot on the side of the trail. Could she be the one?
Thread: Seeing Red

She carried a basket with her, the poor child. Her mother sent her away with it and the task at hand. Take this to Mother, she is ill and must take these herbs and that tea. The dark haired damsel who appeared no older than fifteen determinedly went into the woods. Unfortunately, she was spoiled and brought up in the village. The girl's mother made the red cloak as a gift. She loved it so much, that she wore it everyday. It added to her natural beauty even more. The young lady stopped at a fork in the road, unaware of the voyeur taking notice of her. The sign gave a junction...to the left was The Road of Pins and the right was the Road of Needles. She had forgotten which way was quicker. It was the reason why she had stopped.
Thread: Seeing Red

The Wolf smiled his wolfish smile. She was lost. Hello, Dear! He shouted, stepping out of the thicket between the two roads. He expected shock and fear as he revealed himself, but hurriedly tried to make conversation. Are you having trouble choosing your path? I could provide some help! Of course, that's only if you want it! I realize my appearance is... off-putting but I mean you no harm! He still had his grin on his face as he took in the beauty before him.
Thread: Seeing Red

Oh! She shrieked at the sudden approach of the stranger. A look at his face and the child gasped but stayed silent. He was trying to help after all. She bit her tongue and gave the other an appreciative smile. Her deep green eyes fell upon him and she spoke again, Thank you, I could use your assistance. I am going to the cottage near the end of the wood and I must take the fastest path. But I have forgotten which is. The girl in the red cloak took some of her long hair which seemed to be touched by a raven, and stroked the strands innocently. Her body was petite and well proportioned. The dress beneath the red was white with baby blue as well. Her smile never faltered.
Thread: Seeing Red

He smiled once more, his grin convincingly sweet. Could she be the one? Hmm, a cabin on the other end you say? Tsk tsk. If you can't be more specific, we'll have to go to my cabin and find my map, would that be okay with you? He eyed her stance appraisingly as she played with her hair. Follow me He said and started walking towards his cabin, his step light on the grass and he felt like the pied piper. She would be the perfect one to take. She was gorgeous and undoubtedly pure. Would she be his soon? Then they were at his cabin and he bowed her inside, grinning his wolfish grin.
Thread: Seeing Red

But I... She started before giving in and following the wolfish man to his home. The girl went inside after being ushered in and walked carefully on the floor. Looking around the place, she was unimpressed but bit her tongue again. The man was most obviously a bachelor. How could he not be with a face like that? The young woman in the red cloak went to the kitchen table beside the fireplace as most kitchen tables were and looked around for a sign of the woodland map. Dear sir, I do not see the map here. Where have you placed it?
Thread: Ragnarok

His first response was to question her motives. Certainly a noble did not come down here simply to visit a lowly prisoner. That being said, he oft heard the sounds of scandalous duchesses and mistresses of high positions enjoying themselves quite shamelessly in the arms of fellow, ruggled gladiators who enjoyed their moment of glory before another day of possible death began anew. But she was young, curiosity sparkling in her beautiful eyes. He found it hard to say no, and the novelty of female company was so profound after so long of having none that he found it welcome either way. He was silent for some time, simply watching the rise and fall of the pulse in her supple throat. I have little thought to voice, princess. Although your presence is most welcome. He gave a solidary, rare smile that he thought had been lost to him ages ago. He asked about her family, life in Rome. Regilus had rarely been given a chance to see the world outside the arena, deemed too dangerous to be set even on a loose leash. But he didn't mind - this way, his father, Njord, would not find him, and he would much rather spend his time fighting mortals for brief glory than hellhounds for his life. But the throbbing in his head had gotten worse. His father was clearly on the loose, not only searching for him, but brewing other plans as well. For some reason, he could see brief glimpses of his father's plans, and what was most disturbing, was that he could see Rome as part of it - in ruins. But swirling him back to the present was the exotic specimen he had before him. Rolling, dark locks, with pale creamy skin, she was a ways different than the coarse prostitutes or older women who roamed the usual dungeons in search of forbidden company, and for some reason Regilus welcomed it that way. He was patient to answer her questions, but never once did he bring up his freedom. His time would come, and he preferred not to bring her into anything ugly that could happen.
Thread: Ragnarok

When at first he was quiet she stood there unsure of whether she should run and hide, as most in his breed would expect, but she stood her ground. His smiled pulled her from her uncertainty and without fear she stepped to his cage, wrapping one creamy hand around the forged bars. The smile that adorned her lips was brilliant, though she kept the hood forward. He could know who she was the guards did not need to know. My mother is ill again and father, well father is father. Ever the tyrant, she never spoke ill of him as it wasnt her place. She was of the weaker sex and deemed only good for stress relief and bearing children, a product of the stress relieving process. Not she personally, she had yet to find a male worthy of her time or her talents. Taking a long low breath she bit at her lower lip, It is sad that you are not allowed freedom, even for a few minutes. She spoke of life, it was not as interesting as watching him fight and stated such. life existed but was mundane and without fail never enough to rival that of one of the lesser fights of the gladiators. Motioning to the tray she bade him eat. She knew the men here were never cared for. Have they given you the other trays Ive sent or have they simply denied you those gifts? She often found herself wondering if the guards pretended to do their job and just let anything happen. Please, if there is anything that you are in need of, allow me to provide it. She smiled, Its the least I can do. Within reason, of course as there are some things after all, I cannot allow to happen, nor provide. Her tender throat went dry and she smiled at him. Moving to the wall opposite his cage she placed the torch. She moved back to face him. You spare your opponents if I asked why Would, you enlighten me or give me no answer. Simply allow me to come up with my own answer and ponder the true reason for your mercy. Especially when we both know they would never do the same for you. She smiled and a slight lilt came upon her voice, Father grumbles, but knows now the signal doesnt matter. She sobered, The guards carry out the orders, he just simply gives them directly to the guardsman later, unless the man is able to fight. Looking up at him she smiled softly, being so far away during the fights one would be denied the true blessing of his face. the golden brown colored hair that would have shimmered like copper in the sunlight. Steel orbs that took in everything, or so it appeared. He was powerful, she could feel it and it was intoxicating. If she could have moved through the bars she would have, though once there she wasnt sure what she would do.
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

Tifa Lockheart made her way down the steps to the main room of her bar, 7th Heaven. Cloud was hot on her heels, saying something or another about how he would be gone for a few days doing deliveries or so she assumed. She'd gotten to used to hearing this same account of words time and time again, though it never ceased to irritate her. They were together...at least she thought they were. They screwed, they lived together, they were taking care of Marlene together what the fuck else did she have to do to keep him from being so damned cut off and emotionless when it came to her? She swore sometimes that he was just emotionally cut off from existing. Yes, Cloud how long do you plan to be gone this time? She almost all but snapped out. She turned to face him, her hands on her hips in agitation. Cloud sighed and avoided looking at her. Why do you get so mad? Because I -! She made a noise and then poked him in the chest. Look at me for once, damn you. He seemed reluctant but did as she demanded. We have sex, Cloud. We live together. We might as well be together, or married who the hell knows anymore! But can we pretend for one minute that you aren't trying to cover up your need to run by using made up excuses about work? He almost appeared insulted. Almost. Tifa I - She tossed up her hands and shook her head. Yes, finally, some emotion from you. Little too late you know what? You want to go, just go! Tifa knew she was being unfairly short with her spikey haired lover, but she had become increasingly frustrated with him over the last few months. His little disappearances hadn't helped either. He stared at her, for a very long moment, then nodded curtly. Cloud wasn't one for confrontation. He picked up his cell phone, his keys, and looked at her briefly before departing the bar, passing Elena who had, at some time during the argument, appeared in the door way. Tifa almost flushed at knowing the Turk had seen most of what had just happened. She cleared her throat, pushing back the anger and the tears. Hey there, Elena. Long time no see!
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself It was an awkward thing to watch even if Elena was a total stranger, as it is the Turks and the ex-members of Avalanche seems to have a strange kinship. Perhaps it's because they fought each other many times during the Meteor Crisis, whatever it is, Reno and Rude would often visit the 7th heaven despite having access to better, bigger bars close to the Shin Ra building or even inside it. At first the blonde thought it was a case of 'keep your friends close and your enemies even closer' but the way things have been going, Avalanche is more often than not their allies than their enemy. Hi She replied, trying to force a smile. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, sorry about that She looked around and noticed that there is no one else there yet but them, which is fine, she wasn't here to mingle. Gimme a shot of Gin Elena asked, sitting her shapely ass on the barstool. Just got through a long day. A Turk's day is rarely without some kind of shady work, Elena was sent today to shoot a man in the kneecap for trying to screw the company in a software purchase. She was glad she didn't have to blow his brains out but Elena has never been one of the, as Reno aptly put it, 'Proffesionals'. She needed a drink in days like these. What just happened between you and spiky head there.. She started, sipping her drink and feeling it wash down nicely. ..Is exactly why i only have casual sex, all the good parts and none of the Drama
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Tifa moved to do as Elena asked of her, placing herself behind the bar a glass was placed before the Turk and Tifa absently knocked the Gin bottle off the shelf into her hand, flipping it to pour some into the woman's glass. She placed the bottle down on the counter top and slid the glass toward her. I'd comment, but I don't even know if what we have is a relationship, She shrugged her athletic, fighter's shoulders, and nodded. It's never been...said, more implied than anything else. Her long legs carried her around the counter and she placed herself on the stool next to the blonde. I bet you have stories, but don't you ever get lonely for more than just sex? She asked her, mildly curious Turks tended to be promiscuous, she knew. She wondered if that was just the way they were, or if there was more to them, if sex was all they wanted, or if they actually wanted companionship. Still...some of those Turks she wondered if they'd been hired on looks alone.
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Elena laughed abit too loudly at the question. It sounded naive but perhaps it is how 'normal' people think. In the line of work she's in, 'Companionship' is a burden. It makes you soft, it creates that state of mind inside you where you put the chance to be with someone above getting the job done. Life as a Turk is sweet and Elena never thought that she wanted anything else other than the life she has now. Companionship.. She said, looking into the glass as if the answer is inside the clear liquid. We have each other, as Turks. We know that when the time comes, or when we need one another, the other Turks will be there for us She gulped down the content of her glass in one go, reaching for the bottle and pouring more inside it.Which, to be honest Lockheart, is more than you can say about spiky head She somewhat regrets what she said, but those were honest words and they were already spoken. But at least the sex is good right? I mean Cloud is so strong, i bet he breaks you in half and in a good way, everytime you get between the sheets Elena quickly added, trying to steer the conversation away from the more serious matters. I bet that Buster Sword is not the only big thing he has
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Tifa had to catch herself and quickly at that. Cloud probably wouldn't want her spilling the details of their sex life, but what else did he give her besides that? Nothing, nothing at all. Cloud...well, it is good, I guess. She clucked her tongue absently and propped her elbows on the counter top of the bar. He is very passionate or rough though. he isn't like you'd expect him to be, she added after a long moment of silence between them. She turned her gaze to the Turk, sweeping in to hopefully change the topic Tifa really didn't want to talk about Cloud, not after he had pulled one of his disappearing acts on her again. It would serve to irritate the fighter's already agitated mindset. What about you? She asked then. I bet you have some stories of our Turk friends, she chuckled softly, her brown eyes glinting.
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Oh do i Elena smirked mischievously, like a giddy teenagers about to share dirt about a first date. She shifted on her chair, eager to share her stories to a friend. Unlike the men of the Turks, the women are not close-knit and does not talk about their sex lives with the men of the organization. Perhaps it's because there's so few of them and that they rarely meet, or it's a competitive thing where each girl tried to get the affection of their male partners. Reno definitely had his share of willing fuckbuddies. Some of the turk guys are rather unpredictable She started, pouring a glass for her new girlfriend. Like Rude, you remember Rude right? Quiet guy, tall, bald, well built? The Turk agent's lips twisted into a gleeful smile. He's quite..lively in bed, kinky bastard..He's into bondage and costumes and..Well he's into aloot of things She didn't stop there, one by one Elena dispensed the details of her sexual encounters with the Turks, some were memorable, some were funny and some were downright nasty. I swear..After that night with Tseng, i never want to see another chocolate fountain Elena laughed boisterously. Oh and Reno...Mmmmmh, now There's a stud She said, licking her lips. I like it big, do you? She asked before continuing.
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Tifa tried to keep her poker face on when Elena began to gush, especially about Rude the fighter certainly hadn't been expecting that . She took the glass into her hand and took a swing of it, enjoying the warming sensation as it burned down her throat to her gut. Her lips twitched, whether she liked it or not, and did her best to hide it behind an intrigued smirk. Some of the other stories just made her want to put her hands over her ears she'd opened a Pandora's box by asking Elena about her stories, it seemed. She was never going to look at chocolate fountains the same ever again, that was for sure. The blonde ended up on Reno and Tifa suddenly found herself listening more intently than she had before. He was the most attractive of the Turks, in her opinion. And she was mad at Cloud, so why not? She nodded and took a drink. I do like it big why? Is he huge or something? she asked, and despite her nonchalant attitude, she was definitely listening.
Thread: Frustrations Abundant  (FFVII - godfang n' myself)

RE Frustrations Abundant godfang n' myself Huge, my dear, is about this big Elena said, pushing a chilled glass onto Tifa's hand. It fits nicely in her grip, though the comparisson would probably have been nicer if Elena did not pick something so cold, it's hard to imagine a cock in your hand when it's cold as ice. Regardless, she picked it for it's girth. Huge is when a man makes you feel helpless with the way he's stretching you Her eyes strayed across the table, trying to find something else. Reno is...Beyond that, the man is so well hung that i can barely describe him.. Her eyes suddenly stopped at a liquor bottle, and as she pushed it towards the Bartender, the Turk grinned slyly. But i can give you a rough estimate. The bottle was not the biggest in the bar, not by a longshot but then again Elena wasn't comparing bottles, she was letting Tifa know how big the red haired turk is. Her finger wouldn't even be able to reach around the bottle, it seems almost impossible that a man can be that big. Oh and trust me dear..He knows how to use it..Everytime he fucks me, i can't even stand up afterwards from all the mind blowing orgasm.. The turk is getting more and more flustered, the alcohol, the memory of Reno's manhood, it was all very arousing. She decided she'd pay Reno a visit tonight. Amazing isn't it?..I bet you'd love to give it a go. Any sane woman would