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Thread: Just out for a ride ((NightroseXanarchistinthesea))

Hina didn't stop him as she felt him touching her that just made her body light on fire. oh it feels so good she moaned out as she gripped the ground under her. What is this feeling she asked him as neko's were always very naive and trusting towards just about anyone. THough as she felt him grinding into her she raised her ass to meet him as she didn't even stop to think on it just going off how her body was feeling. What is happening to me? she asked as she couldn't stop her body from grinding back against him.
Thread: Just out for a ride ((NightroseXanarchistinthesea))

He whispered in her ear this is sex. Or soon to be sex. Don't you love it? Her grinding against him turned him on so much, he was fully hardened. Stripping quickly, he turned her over, kissing her full on the lips. Then he began the frenching, their tongues fighting for dominance. He began to grind his now naked body into her naked front, probing her entrance.
Thread: Just out for a ride ((NightroseXanarchistinthesea))

Hina felt him pull back before he turned her to lay on her back. She felt the kiss and was instantly melting against him as she kissed back with all that she was feeling. Her tongue rose up to fight against his though it didn't take long for his to over take her own as she moaned at the feeling of him pushing against her most private parts in such ways.
Thread: Just out for a ride ((NightroseXanarchistinthesea))

He could feel the juices accumulating under his cock. He pressed his fingers into that pink hot zest, rubbing, caressing her. Moaning into her kiss, he moved down to her breasts. He smacked them together softly. Grinning, he lowered his tongue to the left breast and began licking the nipple in small circles. He gradually expanded to the whole plump breast, while pulling and massaging the other one.
Thread: Just out for a ride ((NightroseXanarchistinthesea))

Hina moaned out as she felt his fingers against her folds and his tongue on her nipple. It was just so amazing to her her body was instantly on fire for him as she just couldn't believe the pleasure she was feeling as her nipples grew hard and her folds wet against him. Her eyes now closed as he did things to her body she never knew was even able to be done.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

The attack on Alex Jameson had been sudden. She remembered none of it beyond the pain and the boy's wandering hands. All she knew when she woke was that she was naked and alone, bleeding slightly and sore in several places. She had struggled to her feet, stumbling over her shoes and shredded clothes, running from the room in tears, her long brown hair flying back out of golden-brown eyes, her sobbing not easing as she headed towards her personal rooms, dodging several bemused looking tutors and stopping only when she slammed into someone. She had refused to look up, simply backing away and making to run past him, brought to her knees by a pain that drew a scream from her, her tears evident as she struggled back to her feet, her arms and hands covering all she could, her pain clear as she whimpered, looking frightened and confused. She hadn't wanted this. Any of it. She had always been a shy girl and now... now she was hurting.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

stop Alex! a familar voice called. it was David, the local computer teacher. before she even had a chance to run again, he grabbed her by her shoulders, draped his long overcoat over her, and pulled her into his arms. Alex, Alex! you're safe! no one can hurt you now! he spoke in a calm but loud voice, trying to bring her out of her fear. It's me, David, tell me please, what happened.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had stiffened at his touch, whimpering as she fell forwards, her head resting against his shoulders as she sobbed, still trembling. His words had eased her panic for a while before she came still enough to speak, still hiding her face in his shoulder all the same, ashamed of herself. He... I... She fell silent, snuffling. David I... Her words failed and the words came as a burst. Stuartattackedme... inclass. She had taken a deep breath then, repeating the words so he could hear them. Stuart... attacked me... in class. Tears burnt her eyes and she looked down.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

at her words, his hands tighened around her, making sure she knew he was here for her. Don't think about it anymore Alex. He's gone, and when he comes back, i'll have the police take him away. you should feel safe here...no one should be able to harm you here. he spoke kind words, hoping to help her cope with her recent attack. the more relaxed she felt now, the better.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had snuffled softly, hiding her face in his chest. I won't feel safe without someone now. She murmured softly, looking up at him with a shy look in her eyes. Can I stay with you for a few days? She asked, seemingly scared of being rejected but hopeful all the same. She needed him now. Now more than ever.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

you can stay with as long as you like. i'm here for you Alex. he smiled and brushed a lock of her hair from her face, pulling her closer. if you would like, we can go and get some clothes for you. stop by your house, get a bag or two. I don't have a spare bed, but i can sleep on the couch.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She smiled sweetly. You'd do that for me? The words came sadly, her eyes sliding closed at his touch. I mean... you'd come with me? She was shaking even as she smiled, seemingly worried and yet glad that he cared enough about her to offer it.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

of course i would. he replied, smiling back. you need someone right now. i'd be more than happy to be that person. he reached down, and zipped up the overcoat on her, so her privates were hidden. come on, let's go. he gently dropped his arms, hooking one of her hands and gently nudging her towards the teacher parking lot exit.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

My hero. Her murmur came softly even as she followed him into the carpark and to his car. She'd always wanted to ride with him but never dared ask.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

where do you live? he asked, looking at her as he started the car. would you like to join you inside as well, just in case? he kept giving her questions, trying to get her to feel she was worth it. she was an amazing woman...he just never dared ask her.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

If you would. She agreed softly, giving her address soon after. She had sat in silence the rest of the way, finding herself calming down simpy just watching him as he drove.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

of course i would. he smiled to her, staring at her as he parked the car infront of her house. shall we? he stepped out, and quickly hopped over to hers, helping her from the car, and keeping his hand tightly wrapped around hers.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had stepped out at the same time he did, feeling safer as he came around to meet her, his hand warm over her own, their fingers linking. She soon headed inside and shut the door behind them, packing quickly before looking around to check what she needed. I think that's everything...
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

if we forgot anything, we can always come back. he smiled, and picked up her bags. waiting for her to be at his side, he took her things to his car, packed them in the back, and hopped in. only a few minutes later, they were parked at David's house. smaller, but enough for two. emptying his trunk, he brought her things into his front room and make sure she was close as he shut the door. i'll show you to the bedroom. he smiled more, and walked her along the hall to his bedroom, and her soon to be safety room. if you ever feel scared, or in trouble, please, come right to me Alex.. he said, laying her bags at the door.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

As he picked up her bags and waited she made her way over to take his arm, letting him lead her out to the car. Once they were on the way she had sneaked a few glances over at him, finding herself feeling all the more relaxed as she watched him. Once they had parked outside of David's house she had climbed out eagerly. She had followed him into the room and settled into step beside him, feeling safer by the second. As they made their way up to the bedroom she had smiled. You're so kind David. The words were sweet. As he settled her bags at the door she smiled and carried them in, soon unpacking them. So... you going to stay close until I feel safer?
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

Letting her unpack, he kept his same smile aimed at her. i'll be as close as you want. though it was a horrible time to think of such things, David would love the chance to get close to Alex. He always had trouble with dating, and Alex always made him smile. oh, what he would do to change how this day had started.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

Alex had smiled over at him. Thanks. She spoke sweetly, unable to hide her amusement. Once she was finished unpacking she smiled and came closer to him, gently touching his cheek. I'm glad you saved me. Her words were soft but clear, her eyes meeting his. I needed company.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

David gently brushed a lock of hair from her eyes, smiling at her eyes. as long as i'm here...i won't ever let you get hurt.. he said, slowly bringing an arm around her, holding her close to him.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had smiled softly, resting her head against his shoulder. I know. The words came easily. She shrugged and let out a small breath. You smell wonderful. She wasn't kidding, he smelt nice and clean and she found that it was easier to smile now.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

thanks.. he replied, rubbing her back gently as she used him to rest. i always loved the perfume you used at work..smelling your sweet scent always lifted my mood.. he really shouldn't flirt with her...with what happened, all he could think of was what could make her smile.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had smiled softly. You always were good at calming me down. She was speaking softly and sweetly. You seem to be addicted to making me smile. The words were teasing until she spoke again, her tone warmer now. I think your very handsome.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

he couldn't resist a chuckle at her comment. it's why i get up in the morning.. at her compliment to him, his arm gently tugged her closer to him. i'm so glad the most beautiful woman in the world thinks that... he whispered, wrapping his free arm around her, bringing her in for a tight hug.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

She had laughed, snuggling into him. My hero.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

if i were a hero..i would have saved you before he finished... he frowned slightly, and closed his eyes. you need a shower or something? is there anything i get you? he tried to change the subject, bringing her back to the real world.
Thread: Professing love (cheerio/Vengir)

Just stay with me. The request was quiet. Please? She needed him to hold her.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

Hey Bluemoon! I'm working on my senior paper right now and I would LOVE your guy's input on the matter. My thesis is Clothing choices, both in fashion and in costuming, reflects what a person wants to communicate to the world both consciously and subconsciously. I want to know why you wear the clothing you do, What colors you like to wear, how it makes you feel and anything else on the topic. I know this topic effects women more, but guys, you can talk about how girls that dress a certain way attract you and ECT. I would LOVE LOVE LOVE you if you could talk about how as an actormaybe cosplayer wearing a costume affects you and the way you feel. If you could also give me your real name that would be great. I plan to use some of these as my interview source. Please and thank you.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

well, i'm game to help out. for me, i almost always choose comfort over everything else when it comes to my clothing choices. so, you'll typically find me dragging out my jeans, tshirts, knit tops, etc out of my closet. i do like wearing sundresses and skirts in the summer tho, but they MUST be comfy. if they aren't, i won't wear them frequently. lol. of course, this doesn't mean i don't like dressing up every so often bc i do. but a lot of the times it just isn't practical for me. XD i guess you could say i dress more guy-ish on the average day. tho this is not the case when it comes to underwear. very much girl there. actually, i'm a girly girl there. but i don't know if those count as 'clothes'. lol. i'm not into brands. could care less about them. if they look good, are of decent quality and all that jazz, i'm happy with it. so no. you won't find many brand names in my closet unless someone else bought me the article of clothing, lol. color wise, i tend to go for darker colors in general. like blacks, deep browns, grays, dark blues, dark greens, maroon. tho i have a thing for red and orange. but typically i go for the darker more neutral shades. not really sure why, but i find myself attracted to such colors more often. as for what kind of dressstyle i find attractive in a guy? there are a few and i find it depends on the general look of the guy meaning his build, hair style, etc. typically i find myself ogling guys who dress more grunge or skater punk in their style this does NOT mean they're dirty, lol. i also love the jeans, tshirt, leather jacket look as well as the intellectual look like jeans or dockers with a button down where the sleeves are rolled up haphazardly. i'm not sure what it is about these looks, but i find myself attracted to them. a lot. now, i'm not a cosplayer, BUT... i do love dressing up for halloween. for me, it's fun to be someone else for a day and on a day where most of the ppl around you will actually accept this. almost every year i dress up and i have my favorites as far as costumes go. vampires are a hit with me and i have a thing for being alice from 'alice in wonderland'. vampires, if you know me, are an obvious love. i love the idea of them like you wouldn't believe, so pretend i'm a vampire is just fun and something i find damned erotic too. as for alice, i've always had a love for the alice books and all the craziness that's hidden within the stories. so again, if you know me, it's not really a surprise that i'd be drawn to such a costume. anyway, that's all i have now. if you need or want any other info. let me know and i'll be happy to add. oh... and you said you needed our real names? mine is meredith.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

Go to and search clothing choice. You'll get a wealth of research done on the subject. If you are looking for personal experience, however... I adamantly refuse to wear ugg boots, leggings and north face jackets for a reason. It's practically the fucking uniform around here. EVERYONE wears them. Besides, I don't consider the look particularly fashionable. Personally, I think there's a lot more to fashion preferences than just what people like. There are elements of social class, economic status, sexual attitudes... People dress goth, or wear low-cut tops, or tote around their Louis Vuitton paraphernalia, for deeper reasons than just personal preference, in the majority of cases. At least, that's what I think.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

Hmmmm..... dont really wear hoodies much, nor sweaters. I wear basketball shorts when its hot and I dont feel like wearing jeans. Im totally comfterable walking around town in flip-flops, shorts, and a t-shirt. When I go out at night though. Id say I like to wear shirts with lots of graphics and style on them. I cant think of the word, but its usually the kind of flashy shirts you gotta buy at buckle for like 60 bucks a pop. I can be vain too. Brands dont usually matter to me, as long as I think they look good. I wear all sorts of diffrent colored T-shirts, everything from white to purple. A good majority of them are darker shades however. My jeans however are usually boot-cut, and most of the time are blue. A normal brown belt is the only one I use. I usually wear black sneakers or tan boots when Im out. If its cold, I have 1 black South Pole hoodie, it fits my form really well and its a zip up. thats why I wear it. I have 1 real leather jacket that I always wear, expensive as fuck lol, but I usually wear that over what im wearing. I almost always wear a small silver necklace with a crucifix. Oh yeah, My name is Richie.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

I wear, and choose, clothing based usually upon the load capacity of said clothing. I pick out my shirts to try and make sure they have some functional pockets on them, jackets especially, and pants. Deep, strongly stitched together. Usually have hooded sweaters because they do have that large pocket up front. Reason why is simple enough, I carry around a lot of things on hand most days, and I want to be able to keep them on hand. There's a bit of a backstory to it as well as earlier in my life I was homeless for quite a stint with only the clothing on my back. Being able to scavenge and carry around things until I needed them became pretty important. I wear things that are necessarily more rugged rather than stylish. I've never had a good fashion sense, I just can't make taht Oh, that'll look good, espeically with X, Y and Z in my closet connections. I'm a grunt anyways and work hard at jobs that tend to be rough on clothing anyway, so my practical nature tells me to just buy cheap clothing that rugged for the job. For the most part, I don't care what I look like. Not exactly a prettyboy here, and there's things that are a higher priority for me than primping enough to look good. That said, if I have a reason I attempt to clean up nicely. Usually just the few times I have a date or some official function to go to for work. Tend to wear some nice long sleeve shirts. Simple, dark colors, if any sort of pattern just simple pinstripes. Nice pair of slacks, some dress boots, nothing too fancy. Usually all black. Just usually feel that since I'm not all that good looking to start that I'm safer off with old simple styles rather than trying something fancier. Name's Jonathan by the way.
Thread: How clothing reflects you!?

Thank you everyone! There were some interesting things said that I haven't even thought about.
Thread: Not How Most Therapists Work (The_PG/Cataclysm)

Cathrine Navarro was almost a normal highschool girl. Young, pretty, and very cute. She was almost comically small, standing at only five feet high, and her body fit that stature well. She was lithe with a bit of tone to her thighs and forearms. She had a bit middle eastern blood in her slender form, and her skin was just a bit darker than normal because of that. She had smallish breasts, which bugged the young girl to no end, and shoulder length black hair. Her eyes were a dark brown, and she had pretty white teeth. She had recently been asked to join the school's Lacrosse team, and her tiny form really aided her on the field. She was more agile than any of her teammates, and could outpace most of them. She wasn't a great shot, but she could really make her way down the field when she needed to. And that's how her injury happened. She and another girl were both running for the ball. Cathrine manage to get a hold of it, and to avoid hitting one another, both Cathrine and the other girl tried to dodge to Cathrine's right. They slammed into each other just past mid-field, and the small girl suffered a bit of damage. Her ankle had been twisted hard, and the other girl's stick had hit her shin hard. She had started sobbing almost immediately, and was taken to the hospital. The shin was fractured only a tiny bit, and the ankle had been seriously sprained. She didn't need a cast, but she was given pain-killers, and sent off to a physical therapist. She started seeing him a week later, when the bone of her shin had fully fused together. It would take a while for it to stop hurting, but most of the structural damage was gone. She showed up early on a thursday morning, walking on crutches, lead by her mother. She looked nervous and unhappy. Her foot had been killing her for a solid week, and she was terribly frightened that the therapist would have to twist it to fix it again. If you want to skip ahead a few visits, that's fine. I don't mind skipping towards the lovely bondage.
Thread: Not How Most Therapists Work (The_PG/Cataclysm)

The first visit by Cathrine Navarro was very typical. He was professional, she was nervous, and her mother tried to be too friendly. Like most visits it go better once they got to working on the actual problem. He had read the medical files, but they never were quite as revealing as the actual injured appendage. There was a decent bit of swelling still and some obvious bruising. It was going to take quite sometime to heel, but once he placed the foot in the whirlpool and let it work for a good twenty minutes Cathrine was quite a bit less nervous, her mother was relaxed and Matt was... Well... Feeling less professional. Mathew everyone calls him Matt Rackers had been a therapist for six year now and dealt mostly with sports injuries, especially kids. It was an ever needy field and right about now he was waist deep in football injuries, but of course the odd field hockey injury wasn't out of place either. He enjoyed his job, and even though he was working a ton of hours at the moment he found plenty of time to do a bit of partying, the odd date here or there, and play his guitar which he absolutely loved. Of course the hardest part of his life wasn't work, but dealing with all the women. He stood around six one, weighed a lean one hundred and seventy-three pounds, and had incredibly bright green eyes with wavy curly blond hair. With his definite California easy going way, most girls were dying to date him. He had to beat them off with a stick. Never before had he had any inklings of sexual interest in a child this young, but a stolen glance at her tanned tummy and the feel of her strong legs under his hands earlier and then everything went crazy. He looked forwards to their appointments with great relish from the end of the first all the way up until this one. The fifth or sixth, he was loosing count because something very exciting was happening. He didn't know how or why, but he knew for a fact that Cathrine had some sort of feelings for him. He caught her staring at him all the time, and whenever he did she ended up blushing. Just last week at their previous appointment Cathrine's mom had dropped her off and run out to do some errands. Matt had been particularly bold. His hands had traveled places that just weren't proper, and Cathrine had let him! This time had a much more devious plan. Once her mom had dropped her off and left, he had shown her a small black box, It's an electro-masseuse. He explained, It's used to strengthen muscles and tendons that have been damaged. And while i'm sure you'd rather me be your masseuse, this will work a ton better. The only problem is... I need to tie you down, to the bed, is that okay? You don't think your mom would think I'm taking advantage of her little girl?