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Thread: I Need You (Kanna and J)

Jason tried to hide his nervousness and excitement as he came home from wrestling practice. His parents would be gone at least two weeks. Two weeks that he would be alone with his sister Laura. Jason wasn't upset about that, they way some teens might be. But as far as Jason knew, most guys in his position didn't have a secret, burning desire to take their sister to bed. Jason walked into the house. As usual, Laura was home first. He could tell by the sounds and the smell of food just starting to be prepared in the kitchen. Hey, sis, Jason called cheerfully as he walked into the kitchen. He went to the sink and washed his hands. What can I help you with? he asked, eager as always to help. When she wasn't looking, Jason let his gaze tour Laura's athletic body. Both siblings took good care of their bodies and minds. They were athletes and honor roll students. If they weren't brother and sister, people would probably expect them to date and have sex. But Jason didn't care that they were siblings. His love for his sister only made him want her even more.
Thread: I Need You (Kanna and J)

Laura looked up to see her brother come in the house, knowing he was going to be hungry after practice. He always was. She looked up and smiled at him, kissing his cheek lightly when he walked into the kitchen. Well, Jason, I would let you help, but I'm at a point where I can leave it alone for a while. Time to do homework. She turned away from the stove, letting her spaghetti sauce cook slowly as she walked upstairs to her bedroom, her hips swaying slightly. She was a lot shorter than her brother, and it was good for being a gymnast.
Thread: I Need You (Kanna and J)

Jason kissed his sister in return. He timed his kiss carefully, pretending to aim for Laura's cheek, but 'accidentally' kissing her lips instead. Jason let the kiss linger for just a sweet few seconds before stepping back. He pretended to be surprised. The teen was blushing, but more out of desire than the embarrassment he was pretending to feel. I... um... Well, I'll go get a quick shower then, Jason said. He watched Laura go upstairs, enjoying the view as she went, but trying to not be too obvious. Then, Jason went to the downstairs bath. He chose that one on purpose, knowing that there weren't any bathrobes currently in that bathroom. Jason stripped and put all his clothes into the hamper. Then, he took a quick shower. He noticed that his cock was half hard from the kiss and thoughts of doing even more with Laura, but he didn't try to do anything about it. He hoped that he might be able to seduce his sister tonight, and he wanted to save it for her. When his shower was done, Jason dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist. His short, brown hair was still slightly damp as he went up the stairs. Instead of going straight to his room, Jason stopped at Laura's. He knocked on the door frame to get his sister's attention and not risk surprising her. Hey, sis, Jason said as he stood there, his freshly showered, athletic body all but naked. Do you know if there are any bathrobes in the upstairs bathroom?
Thread: I Need You (Kanna and J)

Laura had blushed bright red when he kissed her lips, though she wasn't going to deny her brother was rather sexy. He would make any girl he was with very happy, though it was so wrong for him to be kissing her like that. That was the main reason she raced upstairs. She didn't really even hear him say he was going to take a shower, using her homework as a distraction from what her brother did to her. She didn't hear him turn the water on in the upstairs bathroom, and figured he would use the one downstairs. She had no clue that there weren't any bathrobes in there. She was a year younger than Jason, and she had seen plenty of him naked in the past years. She also knew how big his cock was, another plus to his sex life...if he had one. She was almost done with her math homework when she heard the knock on her door frame. She turned around to see him there, with only a towel around his waist. Jason, what in the world are you doing looking like that? Your bathrobe is in the upstairs bathroom, where it should be. She shook her head and turned back to her homework, quickly finishing up that one assignment before going back down to the kitchen again. Dinner was pretty much finished cooking, and she smiled, turning off the stove and dishing up some spaghetti for herself. Whenever you get something on, dinner's ready.
Thread: I Need You (Kanna and J)

Jason scratched the back of his head in a nervous gesture, 'accidentally' flexing his body a little for Laura. Sorry, sis, Jason said sheepishly. I showered downstairs in case you needed the upstairs bathroom. I thought there were some robes down there. He grinned a little. But you've seen me naked, so this shouldn't bother you too much... in fact, what do I need a towel for? Jason let the towel fall, leaving himself totally naked. It was suddenly very clear that his cock was half erect. Jason chuckled playfully at Laura's order that he come down to supper when he put something on. Why should I? he asked with a joking tone. I'm really comfortable like I am. You should try it. It feels really good to be naked. He waited to see if Laura would decide to demand he put something on, or if she'd actually let him come to dinner in his birthday suit.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

Wanting to know how your machine stacks up against other people's machines? Here's where to go. I recently came across this when I was looking up an MMO's specs and instead came upon this when I was browsing a forum. So, I decided to pass this along to you guys and see what your machines look like. Here's mine below.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

awww you beat me.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

I see your speedtest.net and raise you a !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- But only cause the upload on the OP wouldn't work? Last Result Download Speed 19853 kbps 2481.6 KBsec transfer rate Upload Speed 3154 kbps 394.3 KBsec transfer rate Fufufu
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

vampire seduction said I see your speedtest.net and raise you a !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- But only cause the upload on the OP wouldn't work? Last Result Download Speed 19853 kbps 2481.6 KBsec transfer rate Upload Speed 3154 kbps 394.3 KBsec transfer rate Fufufu Click to expand... Damn, man. You must be running on a T3 type of connection rate.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

Damn, there goes my plans for being a camwhore. Oh well.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

Mine I'm on my dad's laptop so I will have to try this when I get on own laptop.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

But let's have a laugh. Let's see how everyone connect's to Blue Moon's server using the link in my OP.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

Wow, my upload is pathetic.
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

BlisteredBlood said But let's have a laugh. Let's see how everyone connect's to Blue Moon's server using the link in my OP. Click to expand... facepalm.....my connection does better with a server further away from me.....
Thread: Speedtest.net: Test Your Connection

This is using my Macbook Pro on my university's network.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter sat curled upon her couch. A cup of cocoa perched between her fingertips. A sad look passed over the female's features as she stared at her fireplace. Another year alone, this year she didn't even have a nanny. Her head titled down as snow white hair fell around her features. Blocking the achingly painful to look at girl. Her features were the product of Highborn breeding, her mother and father both had quite a bit of Brittish to their blood. Pale beauty, she had constantly been called. Totted like a trophy by her parents, the perfect well behaved daughter. Her eyes were blue, and her skin pale and unmarred. But she was small, smaller then any girl her age had the right to be. Well she was far from a girl, being twenty years of age now. Living in her own place, but still at the whim of her parents. As she was not allowed a job. She was so alone, every year. Every year it got worse and worse. IT was getting so that she was dreading the holidays. But she hadn't stopped believing that one day, one day Santa would come through for her. She had been faithful ever since she had seen him outside her friend Charlies house. Just a small girl, with her fathers hands on her shoulders. She had kept her faith forever more, and would never give it up. That was a rarity for someone her age. But she would do this for as long as she lived. She sat on the couch, black skirts gathered around her legs, and a warm green sweater spread across her torso. The cup of cocoa was soothing to her. More soothing then anything else could be. With a burst of magic, the letter appeared with all the others. The female elf in charge of watching them at the time, recognized the letter she had been ordered to bring as soon as it had arrived. This was a special letter, from a special girl. It's outside was cream colored, with swirls of silver embossment. That showed snowflakes, that Winter had put on herself. The letter inside was different this year. Dear Santa, I write you every year, and every year I don't get what I ask. But it's alright, I'm always faithful that one year I'll get what I want. I never want much, and I always ask for those in need to receive before me. But this year, if you see it in your power...I only want one thing. I just don't want to be alone anymore. Each year the burden weighs heavier and heavier on me. These last few days have been hard. I've always been good, but why is it that I have not received anything in return? I've cried myself to sleep, and it hurts sometimes. Watching my friends with their families, why doesn't anyone ever keep me company? I'm sweet enough aren't I? So this year, I don't care about if my parents are here. I've accepted that I am nothing but a breeding tool and a trophy to them. Just please, don't let me be alone... Always Faithful, Winter Solstice The female elf handed the letter off to her main boss. Looking rather flustered, she knew that this letter would cause a flurry. She hadn't read it, but she could feel the sorrow that leaked from it.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter was dozing, visions of Christmas slipping through her mind. Every year it got harder and harder. She tried to make herself happy on these days, but even giving to those in need... didn't help. She was constantly alone, not even a nanny this year. Even if there had been one, it wouldn't have mattered. She was a job, not a child to be coddled like others. She was just a tool, a tool that was tired of being used. But being and artist and a cook wasn't getting her much of anywhere. She was still alone, while other girls her age at least had a boyfriend. Sweet Christmas, a boyfriend would be something interesting. Not the guys her parents tried to get her to marry, to create influential ties. No, she wanted someone funny and sarcastic. Someone that knew how to cheer people up, someone that would keep her happier then she had been her whole life. Not that she should build her happiness solely on the presence of another in her life. That was simply insane! She was jostled out of her half sleep by crashing sounds. Was Santa around already? It wasn't possible. It was too early wasn't it? She heard the soft sounds of a growling puppy, and frowned? What in the blazing christmas trees was going on? She slowly got up from the couch. Bare feet padded across the floor as she approached the dining room. There on her floor, was someone she remembered. Vaguely she remembered the elf, that Charlie had later told her...much later actually was called Bernard. She believed when other kids didn't, so she was in on more of the secret then people knew. Santa knew and obviously the big man trusted her, if she was still remembering. Right? Uhh.... are you... alright there?
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

It wasn't the most graceful entry, a fact that Bernard was becoming more aware of with every passing second with the elf face-first on the ground, the Pomeranian puppy played tug-of-war with his jacket for a few more minutes before losing interest entirely and running in the direction of the other person in the room, the bells around its little neck ringing joyously. Tongue hanging out, the puppy stopped at Winter's feet and looked up at her with its mouth wide open, tongue lolling out, stubby tail wagging so enthusiastically that its entire body wagged along with it. After a moment of this, it sat down and began to chew on its back leg to get at an itch. Meanwhile, Bernard took a quiet, physical self-assessment knee was throbbing from where he had gracelessly hit the chair, but otherwise everything seemed to be in working order, which he took for the good news it was and pulled himself unsteadily to his feet. Hey, Bernard said, setting one hand onto his head to readjust his beret, which was precariously close to coming off. The silken bow on it shimmered under the light he still hadn't realized it was there, Hi there. I'm - yeah, I'm fine. I'm good. I just fell over while breaking and entering. He pushed the hat back away from his eyes and the firelight was the first thing he saw - and then his eyes readjusted and he found himself staring at Winter - she was standing just near the doorway regarding him curiously, and he found himself returning the favour. Pale, fair-haired, and blue-eyed, she was dressed in an emerald-hued sweater and she looked just like Christmas day. Boggle-eyed, Bernard looked stunned for a few painful seconds, then he repeated, Hey. And then shook his head, mentally scolding himself, We got your letter. he added helpfully, as though it wasn't obvious enough - and then one eyebrow dug downwards before he said, I remember you - on the lawn, about nine years ago. It would have been a feat of memory for anyone else, but when one is edging towards their second Millennium, remembering ten years ago was a snap - but even then, Bernard had a phenomenal memory.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter blinked rapidly as she cocked her head to the side. She watched as he flopped around, then standing. She bit her lip as she looked at the bow on his hat. She barely remembered him, but she knew that he was part of the Big Man's crew. She smiled wryly as she cocked her head to the side. Uhhh... fell over while breaking and... She said as the confusion fell across her features. Her lips quirking a little as her head tilted to the side further. She noticed the puppy, who was now still biting itself, but it was the elf that really caught her interest. He was taller then her, that wasn't uncommon, but he was taller then her and an ELF . Not something she was quite used to. She braced her hand on the doorway, and leaned herself against the frame. He was watching her, she could tell. Apparently he liked what he saw? She didn't know, didn't even glean to understand the machinations of the male gender. She laughed weakly as she bent down and scooped up the puppy, scratching him behind the ears. Cute... She commented. She stopped though when he mentioned her letter. She looked down, a rather ashamed look overcoming her. She bit her lip and smiled softly. Her hand reaching up to tuck a strand of stray hair behind her ear. She laughed softly as he mentioned the lawn. Actually twelve years ago, Charlie and I were both Eight. She said as she leaned against the dooframe more. It was interesting, to say in the least. She put the puppy down and smiled at the Elf.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Twelve years. Bernard repeated - he supposed it really had been over a decade since Scott Calvin had put on the suit, it had just felt like a shorter period of time - maybe because everything had gone so well. Except for the whole Plastic Santa episode a few years back. Oh, and the Jack Frost thing, taking over the North Pole and freezing people - that wasn't great either. But things always got back to normal. Eventually. Charlie had grown a lot since then and it turned out Winter had as well Bernard - well, he looked the same, his last growth spurt had been about a hundred years ago. Elves just didn't grow very fast, and Bernard was an especially tall one, kind of a freak of nature for his breed, and if it weren't for the ears, the fascination with all things colorful, and the obsession with sweets, Bernard could have probably been mistaken for a human - albeit an incredibly awkward one. It turned out he made an incredibly awkward elf, too - it just hadn't occurred to him until that very moment, however, as he stood across from Winter, not knowing what he should do with his hands, so he just kept fiddling with the edge of his jacket, So, uh, he said, and scuffed his shoe against the ground the bell on his toes rang merrily, The little fuzzy psycho - he's a gift. You know. From the Big Guy.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter laughed softly as she turned her head towards the living room. Well, at least I'm not freaking out like some people would. Hungry? She asked as she looked towards the puppy. I bet you are. She commented to the creature as she looked back towards Bernard. She would wait for a response, for as long as needed. She tilted her head to the side and then straightened it. Fidgetting with the edge of her sleeve and wondering on many things. One of which was how she looked. She suddenly cared about her appearance, which is a bit odd honestly. Usually she only had to do that for events with her parents. Wait was there a flush on her cheeks, was she blushing? Well it was quite possible, hormones probably hadn't been too active in her. Plus she kinda had this fascination with him since she had seen him when she was younger. Such an interesting elf, that had changed her life. He's adorable, lets get him some food, and find some stuff for ourselves. If you are alright with that? I think I have cookies, and I can make some hot-cocoa.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Yeah, it's not like I break into houses often. Bernard said, then added haphazardly, Or ever. I mean, that's Santa's job. Just, uh, people usually think we're fake anyways, like kids in costumes or something, you know? So it's generally not a problem anyways, if someone sees us. At best, they're just a little stunned until they convince themselves they're having a mental break down - though, I did have one guy chasing me around demanding to know where the cookie factory is. He pursed his lips for a moment, eyes rolling skywards as he recalled it, then he said, But to be fair, it was the sixties. He was going off on a tangent. What I mean is that people don't usually take us in stride. It probably helps that you've seen elves before. And, you know, Santa. Not one of the shopping mall ones. He almost shuddered at the thought unhappy human workers dressed like elves, selling pictures of kids sitting on a mall Santa's lap, line-ups of exasperated parents and tired kids. Reminded him too much of Jack Frost's world. Of course, then it occurred to Bernard that he hadn't really even thought about food for a while - he'd been so caught up in the chaos of the workshop that he really didn't have the time - and it wasn't until Winter mentioned it that the elf found himself considering the distinctly empty feeling in his stomach. Alright, so maybe sometimes he let work take over just a little too much. Sometimes. But no elf in his or her right mind would refuse cocoa. Or cookies. Yes. he said, with the utmost enthusiasm, I think I'm alright with that.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter gave him a weak smile, the smile softened as she watched him. She listened to him ramble about breaking and entering, and Santa. She knew the Big Man couldn't get in any real trouble. The cops in this town that still had an inkling of belief, wouldn't let it happen. They liked the big man, hell all the kids she knew liked him. Well except for Jimmy Johnson, but he was a little snot that needed a spanking. But she wouldn't go there, about the kid that thought it was fun to cut down her tree. He went on about a story about a guy and some cookies. He was probably high on something. She commented in a off-handed manner. Trying to keep him comfortable about the situation. She laughed softly as he began to talk about mall Santas and their elves. Listening to him ramble was actually kind of nice. He finally realized about food, and the girl smirked a little. She could hear his stomach from over here, at least that's what she thought in her mind. She laughed softly as she tilted her head down, a smile playing across her features. Come on this way. She said as she turned around, walking towards the kitchen. She pulled out her pot specifically for hot chocolate, and the she grabbed up all the supplies, from around the kitchen. On the counter was obviously homemade cookies, sitting on a cute little plate. It made her lips quirk as she thought about how she had made them alone. They always tasted better when made with friends.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Following after Winter, Bernard couldn't help feeling strangely like a stray dog that had managed to wander into someone's home having already stumbled his way through part of the house, he was familiar with where the kitchen was at that point, but he took that moment to actually look at the place as he moved through it. It was familiar in the sense that it was a house - walls, doors, and windows - but foreign in the way that it didn't really feel like a home because there was something cold and distant about it. It was too big. Too empty for one person. And, having been the sort to live around hundreds of others for years, the concept of being alone simply didn't sit right with Bernard. Especially being alone on Christmas. It didn't make sense. There was probably a tactful way to word it, but at that moment in time, it escaped Bernard before he could stop himself, he blurted out Where is everyone?
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Winter hummed as she worked on making the Hot chocolate. She also pulled out some mincemeat that could be used as some food for the puppy. Putting it in a tray, she set it on the ground. Humming still, she relaxed and set into the pattern of making the food. She motioned to the tray of cookies that held what she nibble on at Christmas. She waited patiently for him to start talking, as soon as she heard his voice she went dead still. Her hands resting over the pot, and then slowly she started to stir again. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders. I'm too old for a Nanny, my parents are always really busy this time of year with parties to go to. She said in a dead tone. It was a sensitive subject for her. She sighed and tilted her head down and rubbed her forehead with her free hand. The hot chocolate was done and she set it up in mugs. Topping it with hand made whipped cream and a quick sprinkling of chocolate curls.
Thread: /Sleighbells Ring, are you listening?/ - Me and Seven-

Bernard did his best not to frown too obviously, but his face was the open sort that left little room for deceit, so his unhappiness with Winter's situation was palpable in his world, it was completely unreasonable for anyone to be alone on Christmas. He was aware that it happened, of course, but it just - - shouldn't. He knew this was the sort of situation where tact was called for but it wasn't something Bernard had ever been terribly good at, so he took his time with finding a response, dark eyes taking in the pale woman in front of him - she was focusing on making the cocoa, but he knew from her tight expression that she was just trying to distract herself. Bernard chewed on his lip, So let's go somewhere. he blurted out, Me and you.