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Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason paused in the middle of moving to leave, looking down at the woman who was so obviously still riled up about him nearly getting her fired. Shrugging he decided that no words would be needed, after all, he could convey a lot of things with just a motion, and when he could he did. So he easily conveyed that he didnt care if she was sorry or not, just if she stayed away from him. Heading for the door he sighed, wondering just what to do next. He knew hed have to find something, soon, to make money, but he had no idea what to do. It wasnt like genetically changed assassins were on the top of the list to be factory workers or such. Giving himself a frustrated sigh he walked away. But within hours he was back, making his way to his normal table by the window, settling in to get lunch. Running his fingers through his dark hair as he settled at his table he shoved the dark frustration that made him want to lash out at everyone around him until someone bled deep down, locked under chains of icy control as he tried to not hate himself for what he was, and what he could never be. Eyes wandering over the lunch crowd he let the sun warm him as he considered what he was going to be having for lunch.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Back so soon? Vera was standing in front of him once again, looking a lot calmer after getting the extreme reprimanding she got from the manager. Look, I'm sorry, I'll stay out of your way and get your food. Blah, blah, blah, she mumbled, taking out her notepad, What is it that I can get you? Her eyebrows raised at him, clearly not intimidated by his silence. Not like the others. It was hard to intimidate Vera, to the point that she got herself in a lot of trouble from time to time. All of the sudden, she heard her name, except it wasn't Penny that was being called. Her head whipped around, and she noticed that the small television on the wall was a news report... about her. One the TV, her parents were being interviewed about her disappearance. Shit. This was not good... Not good at all. Quickly, she walked over to the television, turned the channel, and walked back over to Jason. However, she didn't do it quick enough, because a picture of Vera appeared on the television right before she turned the channel - a blond version of the woman standing before him. Sorry, she grumbled, What can I get for you?
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason just looked at her, giving her a look that said obviously he was back for lunch seeing as she was talking to him. Looking slightly startled as the woman walked away from him before his eyes shifted to the tv he listneed, wondering what had caused her sudden change, even as his mind spit out the connection to the blond woman he was seeing. Staring at her for a long moment he tried to decide if he was insane or not. Shrugging mentally as he realized that even if she was the one on tv, considering that he was hiding, he couldnt chance outing her. Even if her family seemed genuinely worried, he wouldnt draw attention to himself. Ribs and a coke.He said simply already reaching for the book out of his bag, leaning the stupid pointless fiction book against the table as he stared to read. While the plot was basic, and bored him to tears, he also knew that it was better to try and fit in, and most people would consider reading over lunch when one was alone, normal.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera nodded and took his order, watching as he brought out his books. She pressed her lips together. Hm. That didn't look like the sort of literature that I a guy like him would read, but whatever. Why did she care? Sighing, she moved to the kitchen, put in his order, and brought back his drink and some silverware. And, just as the manager instructed, she didn't say a word to him. She simply brought his food and check, told him thank you, then went about the rest of her shift... After dark, Vera stood in front of her car and looked inside the hood. Of course, her car decided that it wasn't going to cooperate. That was probably because she traded her BMW in for a 98' Pontiac on her way down south. It seemed smart at the time. The clunker wouldn't be suspicious to those who were looking for her, and she got a whole lot of cash for the BMW too. Enough to live off of... Too bad she's spent most of it on keeping the Pontiac running... of course. Sighing, she threw her bag over her shoulder and started to walk to dark, lonely road toward the motel she was stay in, trying desperately not to get scared. It wasn't that she was not a brave girl, but it was after midnight in a small town with very little lighting... As each car drove by, she attempted to walk a little faster.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason was on his way back into town from another frustrating evening of searching to make himself a part of the town that would always be beyond him he sensed. Frustrated and tired he roared past her on the Harley before stopping, slowing at the sight of the girl walking, cursing himself before he turned around and drove back. He might be cold, but the man was also honorable and his honor demanded that he get a vulnerable woman off the streets as soon as he could. Do you need a ride?He asked simply as he stopped the bike near her, he pulled off the helmet as he watched her walk towards him.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

When the motorcycle turned around and stopped beside her, Vera immediately jumped and yelped, thinking it was someone about to snatch her up and rape her... At the sight of him, she sighed. Of course he had a motorcycle, just adding to his mysterious demeanor and making him even more frustratingly sexy. Oh, you, she said, taking a step toward him. Out of all the people in this small little town, he was the one to drive by her and feel obligated to give her a ride. And as badly as she wanted to turn it down she was stubborn as a mule, she was scared of the road a head, and she had at least seven more miles to go. Yea, a ride would be nice, she said, taking another step forward, I'm staying in the motel a few miles that way.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason raised his eyebrows at her reaction, his expression saying that even if his honor had had him stopping, he was still able to leave if she was going to be rude to him. Shifting a little as she stepped forward he held out the helmet. put it on.He said at her words, gesturing towards the back of the bite to let her get on, shuddering a little as the woman got on the back of the bike. Shuddering a little at the warm body pressing close to him he resisted the urge to lean back into her to warm up on the cold night, smiling slightly. Hold on.He said simply as he shifted to get the bike going, sighing in peace as the motorcycle roared and headed for the motel. Pulling into the parking lot he glanced back at her as he shut off the bike, waiting for her to get off.While he might have picked her up, he still wasn't a people person or someone who was overly comfortable at having someone at his back that he didn't know. having fought the instinct to toss her off the whole ride.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera took note at how warm he was, and she held on tight. She had never been on the back of a motorcycle, and the feeling was so... freeing. It was magic, really. She loved it. When they got to the motel parking lot, she swung one leg over and plopped down off the bike. Taking off the helmet, she shook out her messy hair and handed it to him. Thanks, she said with a smile, a smile that said she had gotten over how rude he was to her at the diner. Glancing back at the motel, she sighed and turned back to him. Are you coming in for breakfast tomorrow morning? See... I don't have a ride to work, if you didn't mind swinging by, I can make sure your breakfast is paid for. She raised her eyebrows, hoping he'd say yes. My car is on the fritz, and it's going to take a little more than tip money to get it back on the road.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason took the helmet, tilting his head a little.Your welcome.he said simply as he watched her, raising a eyebrow at her question before shrugging, a shrug that could have meant anything from what do you think I am, a taxi? to okay, Ill pick you up. See you tomorrow.He said as he pulled on the helmet, already turning the bike to leave. But even with the ambiguous shrug from the night before, in the morning Jason was waiting for her when she appeared at the motel door, holding a extra helmet up,nodding a slight good morning though he didnt voice the words. He might not say it, but the man was trying to work on being lesscold. There was no chance he could totally unfreeze the viciousness that went bone deep, but he could try. So greeting her with a vague good morning was his best shot at it.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera had to admit, she was a bit surprised that he showered up. After walking down the stairs of the motel, she smiled and took the extra helmet. Thanks, she said, sliding on the bike behind him and wrapping her arms around his middle. He was a mysterious man, much more so than she was used to. He wasn't like the kind of men she saw in her family's circle of friends at New York... and she liked it, in an odd sort of way. He infuriated her with his silence, but at the same time, it fed to her curiosity. When they arrived at the diner, she handed him her helmet and fixed her hair back into a loose braid. As she tied her apron on, she glanced up at him. Do you want me to put in the same breakfast order as yesterday? she asked, And coffee, I assume? Meanwhile, inside the diner, everyone was watching the two of them with wide eyes. None of them had managed to get five words out of him, and her was the new girl, riding in to work on the back of his motorcycle - the same new girl who called him an asshole the morning before.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason nodded a little at her thabks shifting a little as the woman wrapped her arms arounf him, leaning back into her a littlr. Letting her warmth warm him even ig he was warm, bring mostly cold blooded meant he didn't stay warm for long. Tugging off his helmet he put both on thr bars of the motorcylce as he got up. Nodding at her question he followed her indide,muttering a soft thanks as he held open the door for her. Raising a eyebrow as he saw everyone watching them he smirked daring them to say something as he headed for his usual table.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera moved into the the diner, quickly putting in his order and grabbing a cup of coffee. She ignored the looks from the other waitresses and brought him his coffee and the news paper, noticing from the day before that he liked things to read while he ate alone. However, she had not noticed that it was her picture Well, the blond version of her. on the front page next to an article about her disappearance. Now that she had been gone for nearly two weeks, people were starting to panic and rumors were starting to fly. Was she kidnapped? Murdered? Was she sent away? After a few minutes, Vera returned with a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast. It's on me, she said, smiling, I'll be right over there if you need anything. She said, nodding to the pay phone. I've got to call and get my car picked up. Lord knows how much it will be to fix. With that, she sighed and turned for the phone.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason nodded his thanks for the food, sipping his coffee as he read the paper, raising a eyebrow as he looked at the main article. Looking at his food before he glanced up at her, looking bemused. okay.he said simply as he returned to the paper, reading because he wasnt about to bring up something hed noticed in public, at least not when it was obvious she was trying to hide. But he needed to know if the woman was here looking for him discreetly at behest of her father, or if it was the worlds biggest coincidence. It worried him, to consider that this pretty girl had been sent to see if he was really in this town, and even more worrying because he thought hed hidden well.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Only a few minutes went by, and her car could be seen being towed from the parking lot. Vera let out a frustrated sigh as she watched it drive away. Great. There was no way she was going to be able to afford to get that piece of shit fixed for good. Not only this kind of salary... And she really hated the idea of having to ask for a ride again. While he was nice to do it, she wasn't sure that he was nice enough to do it again. When Vera returned to check up on her, her eyebrows scrunched together. You haven't touched your food, she said, nodding to his still full plate. Leaning over, she moved to fill his coffee cup, and when she did, her eyes landed on the article he was looking at. When she saw the picture of her self, she gasped and looked up at him. Fuck, she said, shaking her head, You were sent here for me, weren't you? She straightened up to look at him, her eyes narrowing. What are you? CIA? I knew it. I knew that it was too big of a coincidence that you ate here for every meal, and that you just happened to drive by when I was walking home last night. Shit. She swallowed hard, shaking her head. She wasn't sure why she thought she'd get away with it... But of course, she was wrong, and not only was she jumping to conclusions, but she told him exactly who she was.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason shrugged a little as he nibbled on his food at her words, before starting, looking so surprised at her words that it was obvious he hadnt been expecting to be attacked. Obvious that the woman had cracked his usual icy cold on his expressions he stared up at her in bemusement, trying to figure out what to answer. While he had been trained by the CIA, after.after her fathers experiments hed been pulled out of active duty. But the training, the easiness of slipping into a crowd having allowed him to disappear when he needed to. .I have to go.He said standing, now that he knew who she was, he had to figure out what to do. And he couldnt do that with her sitting here yelling at him. Standing, he shoved her back enough to make his way towards the door.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera stumbled backwards as he shoved past her, but it wasn't long before the stubborn girl caught her footing and was running after him. Despite the fact that her manager was yelling after her, she pushed through the front door of the diner and ran after the quiet, mysterious man. Hey! she snapped, You didn't answer me! She looked desperate to know if he was going to turn her in to her parents, and she wanted Please! I can't go back there. You have to understand, I can't go back... I left for a good reason. She swallowed hard, watching him and hoping that he would at least assure her that he wasn't going to turn her in.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Jason glared at the man whod made him stop, his annoyance so great at being disturbed that it had cracked his steely control. Swallowing hard as he felt his fangs lengthening a little in response to his anger, holding onto the slippery ends of his temper that urge him to strike out, to treat her as a threat, one that would be easily eliminated. Looking down at her with eyes just starting to shift into a serpents, the change still settling into his body, slightly oblong puplis, though not enough that anyone would pick them up as anything but human, the man resisted simply killing her. Im not here for you.He said simply taking a step back, needing the space before he reacted like a threatened serpent, his honor and control in shreds at being bombarded with her questions, his own questions demanding answers, the most important one being how safe he was. Needing to get his feet back under him before he did anything else, he needed to figure out what to do.
Thread: Running Away ((Blair1216&&Lady_Squall_Lionheart))

Vera bit her lip and shook her head. Please, you don't have to go, she said, You can stay. Eat. I just... I was just afraid that you were here to take me back to my parents, and I just can't afford that. Reaching out, she took his arm, not realizing exactly how dangerous her move was. I'm sorry for lashing out. Stay... I don't even know your name. She blushed a bit, realizing she took a ride from a man twice on a motorcycle without even knowing his name. Shit. Maybe she was a bit reckless, just like her mother said.
Thread: Anthro Club Eka

Very, very nice scene-setting!
Thread: Anthro Club Eka

I like your ideas and how you express them, you asked for feedback, I would suggest paragraphs, this makes everything more palatable and easier to read then just a huge mass of text. You write well though, keep it up.
Thread: Looking for dominate M

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Thread: Looking for dominate M

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Thread: Looking for dominate M

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Thread: Team Bonding (MellowYellow)

Uck. Feel like I'm going to be scrubbing muck out of my fur for a week. And I didn't even know I had fur in some of these places. The changeling young hero known as Beast Boy complained to himself while looking over the gunk that was currently staining his uniform. At his side was Starfire, the Tamaranean alien Princess and one of his fellow teammates on the Teen Titans, as the pair made their way down one of the hallways for Titan Towers after a hard fought mission. Oh goodness...that mud-monster was quite strong. the orange skinned alien remarked, wincing as she tugged at one glob of goo tangled into her glorious red hair. And we have a meeting to attend soon too. Starfire turned her focus toward the green-skinned human Oh! Perhaps we could save time if we shower together Beast Boy! After all, it is a custom on my planet to have group showers after a hard fought battle! The suggestion came suddenly enough for Beast Boy to literally stop dead in his tracks. His body rather comically stiff as a board as it stood in a straight upward position, before slowly turning his head with rather disbelieving eyes at his teammate, Wait. You mean. You? And me? Shower? This seemed too good to be true. Sure, Starfire's culture tended to clash a lot with Earth standards, so it's not like he doubted the sincerity. But there was Robin. There was common decency. There was... that cute, perfect alien figure which stood there before him with that same wide eyed cuteness she often held. I think... that... is a great idea, Starfire! Beast Boy suddenly let out with a wide smile and an approving thumbs up at the orange skinned beauty. Don't worry about Robin, he figured. It was just a shower. An innocent, platonic shower between friends and teammates. Besides, he was the one always on the team for being punctual for meetings. Already changing his direction to head toward the showers, Beast Boy was eager to start before anything ruined this one time chance, C'mon, Star! The quicker we get in there, the more we can focus on getting cleaned up before the meeting starts. A short time later, the two young Titans would indeed find themselves alone in the shower area of the Tower. Beast Boy let Starfire prepare on her own as he got the waters ready. This has to be a dream. The shapeshifter uttered under his breath while checking the water temperature his uniform still on at the moment aside from the gloves as he considered the worse, Or maybe Cyborg's pulling some crazy, messed up prank on me? Man, I'm so putting novelty bumper stickers on his back again if that's the case. Around then, the sound of another approach would draw Beast Boy's attention away from the by now ready shower causing the somewhat skeptical teen to turn around and verify who was there.
Thread: Team Bonding (MellowYellow)

Indeed, to the alien princess known as Starfire this was all an innocent expression of kinship and friendship. Her people comoly held communal washes on Tamaran, to clean the blood off their friends after a hard-fought and well-won battle. And what luck that Beast Boy accepted the suggestion, Raven had turned the alien princess down when she made the offer the first time. So once alone in the woman's changing room, the orange skinned alien was quick to remove her stained purple tube top, revealing her generous orange breasts, followed by her purple miniskirt to show off her shaved mounds. Goodness, these clothes are filthy. Starfire remarked aloud as she took her gloves off, before stepping out of her knee-high boots. The freedom was much obliged, and soon she was fully naked. Covered in monster mud in a few places, but still naked. Small wonder she was the object of desire for many boys in Jump City, even if she was oblivious to that. Well now that she was ready to go, she quickly starte flying toward the shower itself, deciding to meet up with the green-skinned hero in the men's room. Beast Boy! she remarked, sounding like a fussy mother You are not naked yet! You cannot wash in your clothes, you'll never get clean like that. she said firmly, placing her hands on her rounded hips. Do you require assistance undressing? the innocent alien asked, tilting her head to the side.
Thread: Team Bonding (MellowYellow)

Wooooaaaaah..... The green human nearly squeaked out at the sight of the alien Princess which flew before him. His mouth hanging agape. Eyes wide at the beautiful perfection on display before him. His already excited body by now pulsing with arousal and anticipation as Starfire's remarks and innocent question nearly went by without notice. Should have sent a poet... Giving a light shake to literally shake himself out of his stupor, the eager Beast Boy gazed into her innocent, yet radiant eyes while quickly responding, Oh... oh, no, I can handle it myse-Aaaaaactually. Catching himself before finishing that last thought, the teenage changeling rather quickly reconsidered her offer. Okay. A shower was one thing. It was looking, not touching. Hands to yourself. Both in the shower, and while in your room alone later that night while remembering the experience. But this? This was touching. Even if just clothes. Although. The touching of clothes on its own wasn't so bad, was it? With that sliver of reasoning in mind, Beast Boy gave Starfire a somewhat nervous, albeit mostly hopeful smile while inquiring about further assistance, It usually takes me the longest to undo my belt and pants. And with my uniform clinging because of the mud... There was some truth to that, at least. So it wasn't an actual lie. That made it okay, right? Totally! So, maybe you can help me with that while I try to peel off the top? You know. For better efficiency and stuff. The green hero finished with a nervous chuckle his hands moving to begin yanking at the clinging top and pulling it slowly over his slim yet fit abdominal area. While doing so, Beast Boy's fingers shook somewhat with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation while trying his darndest to maintain composure. Not exactly the simplest of tasks considering the vision of perfection standing in front of him. Also tricky to deal with was the quickly tenting arousal which-wait,tentingarousal? Beast Boy frozen in the midst of pulling the uniform over his head. Gazing down at the rather considerable bulge which was barely pinned down within the tightness of his uniform. 'Traitorous body', he thought, 'don't ruin this for us'.