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Thread: Its just a work out(Luna and Faolan)

She was getting really pissed off. You know, if I can decide what we're all gonna do, then how about this? She walked to the bleachers and sat down, crossing her legs and folding her arms. She didn't have to sit there and be criticized the whole fucking time. She refused. Plus, she knew that they were all looking at her ass anyway, and the coach probabaly knew that as well. She wasn't going to get up, even if he demanded that she did.
Thread: Its just a work out(Luna and Faolan)

She could hear the boys laughing and leering as she went. Snickers of laughter grated at her nerves as the boys jeered and rough housed among themselves. Coach watched her go with a disgusted look. This was going to be too easy. Alright boys finish it out, he growled. I guess Lu-cia and I have to have a discussion about discipline. He watched them jog off as they sneered and laughed among themselves. Then he walked over to her at the bleachers. So you think you can just come in here and do what you want and you'll get 'an easy A' huh? I have the authority to fail you Princess. If you fail this class you don't graduate. How do you like that?
Thread: Its just a work out(Luna and Faolan)

Lucia glared at him. I tried. I did my fucking best. I can't help it if I'm not a fucking powerhouse like your little boys, coach . She spat the word and then looked away. You can't fail me on the first day, anyway. So excuse me while I catch my breath for the rest of the period. Hopefully he'd leave her alone. She didn't want to hear his big mouth anymore.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

The still air of the quiet suburban neighborhood would be disturbed only slightly...a steady clicking of high-heels on the cement sidewalk, echoing off of the houses. Janet smiled to herself as she strutted down her front drive. It wasn't likely that anyone had seen anything like her before, even though she had only moved in two weeks ago. Tall, tanned and statuesque, her long legs practically shone with silky smooth skin. Dainty feet were perched impossibly in six-inch heels to show those legs off to perfection. A tight, dark silk dress clung to her hips, the shimmering material seeming painted over her curvaceous frame. Long red hair spilled down over her back and shoulders, framing her perfectly oval face. Janet paused at her mailbox, opening the small tin box with slender fingers. Personal appearance was obviously important to her. Her face looked impossibly beautiful, flawless and smooth. A smile curved her pouting lips, luscious and glossy with their passionate red color. A matching shade adorned her fingernails, at least an inch long and so very sexy. She could not recall what exactly had prompted her to move to this small cul-de-sac suburb. It had been a good year since her trip to Thailand...and memories of that were quite fuzzy indeed. But within that time, she had completely uprooted her life. Many of her old assets were used to purchase the bulk of her collection....charms, potions, strange effects that she could not recall learning to use, but had all of the experience necessary.....her goals were unclear, even to her, but a glance around at the houses with families, young children growing up and maturing, she 'knew' what her goal was...she needed to begin educating them all.... But where to begin?
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

The sweat gleaned off his forehead under the beating sun as he cycled the last leg up the hill, his breath short and wheezing as he stopped for a moment.It had only been recently he'd taken this paper route in order to take up slack for a sick boy.His eyes scanned the large cul-de-sac and all the mailboxes before they caught on the paragon of the serene image.His heart fluttered and skipped more than a few beats as his young eyes explored her curvaceous form.She was more than enough to instill lust in any man let alone a feeble minded teen boy. The lump in his throat was only matched in size by the lump in his trousers as the young teen boy began to cycle over.The short mess of chestnut hair blew in the breeze as his jade eyes scanned over her.He gulped thickly as he stopped his bicycle nearby.Sorry I'm late he said nervously, trying to make chat with the ungodly beauty before him.I've only recently started this route, you'll have to forgive me if I take a while to learn it he stated, stepping off his bike.From look he was maybe 14 or 15, well developed for his age too.He was toned and slim, his tanned arms shown off from the tank top he wore.He flashed a winning smile as he held out the paper for her to take, ever the gentleman.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

Janet smiled a little wider. What luck that her prey would deliver ITSELF to her doorstep. Her eyes took in the whole package of the boy before her....including the whole of his package, already straining at the front of his trousers. The boy seemed so lost in her beauty already....it should only take a bit of a nudge for him to truly fall under her sway. It is perfectly all right...I fear I'm a bit new to this neighborhood as well. Janet gave him a warm smile, allowing it to slip as she saw how out of breath he was. Oh my....look at you, you're positively soaked with sweat....I insist that you come inside at once until you cool off. Janet reached out, clasping a soft hand around his wrist. Now now....I won't take no for an answer, young man. She purred softly, smiling as she lifted her free hand to his eyes. Her long fingernails shimmered as she curled her fingers so seductively, leading him back towards her front door.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

He gulped thickly as her eyes scanned him, making his heart jump nervously in his chest.His eyes were all over her in only the way a teenage boys eyes could be, fixated like a predator, though little did he know it was he who was the prey.W-what?...no thats alright I feel fi- his lips shut as she cut him off, insisting he step inside.His breath caught as he thought quickly. Well, I suppose I could go inside, after all it is pretty hot out.Besides, I get to go into her house! .Okay, It couldn't hurt, I'm pretty thirsty too he stated, smiling as he followed the lioness into her den.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

Janet had expected some resistance at first, but this poor lad seemed to be lost in her eyes. She continued motioning with her hands. That's it...come along now. This poor boy would know the strength in her eyes, the soft seduction in her voice. A small voice inside of him would be screaming not to go into this lady's house, how his mother had always warned him never to enter anyone's house. He would be surprised to realize that he was walking into her house. Janet was acting on her training to lure him in, presenting a victim with his most sexy fantasy to help wash away resistance with pleasure and seduction. It was quite dark inside, and the drapes were closed. Janet ushered him into her living room and motioned for him to sit down, drawing off his full messenger bag as he did. Why don't you put those down there. You will feel much more relaxed once you can let go of your heavy, heavy load.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

He seemed a lot more tense now that he had entered her abode, It was a foreign and alien place to him and he was starting to regret having been as stupid enough as to enter.Sitting down he rested his elbows on his knees quietly as he sat back on the soft sofa, gazing around her home quietly.It was so...dark, quite like a cave, albeit a nicely decorated one.Oh..thanks he muttered quietly as she removed him of the heavy paper filled bag. Jesus what am I doing here...I shouldn't be in this woman's house...and she shouldn't be inviting me in! he thought, having realized he'd likely fallen for whatever she had in mind. Oh god I hope she isn't some psycho murderer!...ohhh damnit! was his final thought.His heartbeat was so hard one could almost hear it, and it made his body twitch a tad each pounding beat as he sat silently.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

The poor boy had such a look of terror in his eyes....how it warred with his desire to follow along made Janet coo softly with a slight flush of arousal. He seemed like such an innocent boy. Janet looked forward to introducing him to her special sexual education. The luscious redhead seemed to move in slow motion. Heavy breasts jiggled in the silk dress that sheathed her sexy figure....long auburn locks tumbled over her shoulders. Janet's soft red lips filled his vision for a few moments...they glistened like wet cherries, so pronounced in the dimness of the room. Just sit back and relax...and I'll bring you something nice and cool to drink... Janet's voice was a soft, seductive purr. Her lips kissed her words away to dance over the boy's attentive ears. Smiling, she withdrew and sauntered into the nearby kitchen. Janet's refrigerator was well-stocked with a number of refreshments. Out of his sight, she poured him a glass of lemonade. Calmly, she slipped a finger beneath her skirt. The barest of pleasured gasps escaped Janet's lips as she teased herself with a finger. She 'remembered' that the scent of her feminine sex was a potent perfume....one that would make a horny young boy deliciously weak. Janet ran her moist fingertip along the rim of that glass, tainting the drink with her taste and scent. Janet's long, sexy nails clicked along the side of that glass. With the drapes closed, enough light entered the room to make her nails glimmer and glow like rubies before his eyes. Those feminine tips positively sparkled as she returned, handing the boy the glass. There we are....this should make you feel much better... Smiling slyly, Janet snuggled in beside him on that comfortable sofa.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

He gave a quiet shudder and nodded simply, watching her supple figure saunter into the kitchen.His eyes gazed from the entrance to the kitchen over to the front door and back.He could run, he could easily get up and dart out of the place, go home and quit the paper route but....he found himself firmly cemented to the cushions of the sofa. c-come on legs....move!...come oooon! he whined in his thoughts.It seemed his little-head was getting the better of him, the urge to stay and see what else this dangerous vixen had to offer him was quite strong.He immediately realized his trousers were tented outward in a lewd tribute to her lush body.Quickly he sat forward somewhat as she entered the room with the drink, a small squeak escaping his lips as she sat down right beside him, not across from...right beside. Thanks he stated in a daze, gazing at the glass quietly.God the cool liquid was so serene looking, as If it could easily cool him down, unwind the growing tension.Slowly he lifted the glass to his lips, pausing for a second with his lips on the rim, his nostrils flaring slightly as he inhaled of her scent.Slowly his tongue moved from his mouth over the rim of the glass, tasting the slick nectar-like residue of her aroused sex.Quickly he shut his eyes and downed the drink in four big gulps, setting the glass down and sitting back.His toes curled in his shoes as her scent lingered in his nostrils, the taste full on his lips as he spoke.That's...an interesting beverage, ma'am he stated.The sensors in his brain were going off like a fireworks show to the exotic scent, triggering everything primal to his male nature.
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

Janet smiled her secretive little smile. I like to add a few special ingredients, just to sweeten it a little.... She knew that tainted drink would make her little victim begin to feel very strange. Swirling in his stomach, now, her tainted juices would be mixing his young hormones into a slow boil. He would feel his mind slowly becoming fogged with fantastical thoughts, as his consciousness melted down into his very hard cock. A gentle nudge from her hand would have the boy sit back a little against the couch cushion. Janet's dark eyes roamed over that bulge in his pants. Teasingly, she let her tongue slide out over ever moistened lips. The glint of a golden necklace sparkled around her slender throat, dipping its end down into her deep cleavage. Teasingly, she reached up to that golden chain. Slowly, Janet began to run her fingernails up and down along that thin golden chain. The darkness of the room emphasized the jewel-like sparkle of her long, sensuous red tips. You ought to be more careful in this neighborhood, young man....there are a lot of lonely women out there...women who would just love to take advantage of a sweet, handsome, innocent boy like you...
Thread: Neighborhood Vixen (Semi, DarkRiffs)

His eyes were drooped heavily as he felt a buzzing tingle in his groin.Uhn... he groaned softly, feeling his brain turn to a blubbering mush of raunchy thoughts and perversion.His only semi aware gaze sauntered over to her necklace, captivated by It's sparkle as he relaxed, feeling as if he were actually fused to the couch.wha?...careful? he stated, gazing up into her eyes quietly.Yeah.....careful....thank you he stated, leaning over a bit and resting his head gently on her bust.He felt an overwhelming urge to touch her form, his fingers curiously touching at her legs, running over the soft flesh of her calves in reverence.
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

Prince Maximilian walked quickly through the halls of the castle that had been his home for the last year. It had been given to the prince by his parents in the hope that such a gift and the accompanying independence would lift the teenager from his melancholy. But, like all the gifts and honors before, the fine castle and estate did nothing to fill the empty spot inside Prince Maximilian. The 16 year old prince, known as Max to his few friends, often feared that he was just being a spoiled brat. The thought perhaps that he just didn't really appreciate all that he was given. As such, he had tried to live a harder life in his year in the castle. Max had gone into the fields to supervise and even help his peasants in their work. He had sent for one of his father's retired generals to teach him the arts and sciences of war. The harsh regimen of training for mind and body, and the physical labor had made the young prince's body hard and his mind sharp. Max had indeed come to appreciate all his advantages and comforts more than before, but the gnawing emptiness remained. The king and queen had tried to match their son with a politically suitable mate in the hope that if he found a wife, it would make the prince happy, but none of the noble girls and ladies, had moved Max's heart. The deep ache of something critical missing continued to plague the young prince. Unknown to Prince Maximilian, he had not been born alone. He had a twin brother who had been born a few minutes after him. But twins were seen as very unlucky in noble and royal families. It was believed that the younger twin would always come to resent the older twin being ahead in the line of succession and inheritance. There would be conflict and probably murder at some point. As such, it was traditional to take the younger twin away and have him or her killed. The queen had sent Max's brother away, and that was the source of the horrible empty spot inside him. He had never met his brother. He didn't even know the other youth had ever existed, but his heart and soul missed him all the same. Max was hurrying back to the great hall of his castle because he had received word that a new servant had arrived. The young prince had just finished a lesson with his tutor in matters martial, and there was no need to keep the servant waiting. The prince's valet had retired recently. Max didn't think he really needed a valet. He felt quite capable of preparing his own bath, laying out his own clothes and dressing himself, but his parents had learned that Maximilian had not hired a replacement. They had arranged for the steward of the castle to hire one for Max. The prince pushed his blond hair, damp with sweat up away from his blue eyes as he walked into the great hall. A herald announced unnecessarily that the lord of the castle had arrived. He cast his gaze about, looking for his new valet.
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

Jin stood in the rather empty great hall, toying idly with the hem of his shirt. It was a decent quality material, nothing like the silk royalty wore, but compared to what he'd been living in, it might as well have been. His blond hair and blues eyes matched those of the prince, as did his features, with alarming perfection. For the past month he'd been put through the strangest assortment of training. Drawing bathes, putting together outfits, even how to walk and how to address various ranks. It was quite a bit different from his previous chores. The heavy labor of his life had him strong and fit, and being out in the sun had set him well with a nice tan and rough hands. The women that had been training him had done everything to ready him for the prince. His shaggy blond hair had been trimmed, and while it was still choppy and a bit messy, it was at least clean and cut to a reasonable length. The dirt had been removed from his nails, and creams applied to dim some scars, and finally, he'd been sent here. He dropped the hem of his shirt and straightened to attention as he heard the Prince arrive, his eyes on the floor in respect. As the prince neared he was shoved forward by an older servant. He bowed low, but said nothing. Only speak when spoken to. The prince would know why he was there. The prince had a better idea of why the servant was there than the poor servant did in fact. He had no idea why he'd been chosen by the old nurse, he'd never served directly, only worked and worked to earn a bite of food here and there and a place to sleep at night. He'd never been inside the castle before, as some others had. So why him? He ventured a quick glance, wanting to see his prince's face, hoping he could be fast enough that the prince wouldn't notice, and hopefully, wouldn't punish him for it. What he'd intended to be a quick glance turned into a baffled stare as he looked over the prince. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, seeing himself in such fine clothes in such a high rank, but the image didn't falter, his face.... on someone else. It was disorienting to say the least. He was snapped back to attention as the other servant stepped on his foot to draw his eyes back to the ground. Show some respect. The woman hissed before storming off in a huff, pausing to politely curtsy to the prince. Jin stayed motionless, his eyes trained on the ground again, his shoulders squared as he stood still, awaiting any word that he should be doing otherwise.
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

Prince Maximilian came to an abrupt stop when he saw the other teen's face. His head tilted slightly to the right and his eyes widened in surprise. The new valet was the very image of Max. His hair was messier, the clothes simpler, but the face... the frame... It was like seeing a mirror image, only far far more. Max felt a powerful jolt right through his chest. He had never felt it before, but he nonetheless recognized that it struck at the terrible emptiness inside him. The sensation forced a surprised smile to the young prince's face. Rise, the prince said softly. He felt as if he was bursting with questions, but Max felt they needed to wait. First, he wanted a more private venue. Please follow me. Max started a quick walk to the library. Within the library was a seldom used staircase that led to the prince's private study. Maximilian unlocked the door at the top of the stairs, let the other youth into his study and then locked it. Max also made sure the doors that linked his study to his quarters and to the upper hallways were locked. It as hotter in the study, prompting Max to remove his tunic and undo two buttons on his shirt. and went to sit on the edge of his desk. Have a seat, please, Max said politely. He gestured to the nicely upholstered chairs for guests instead of the wooden stool that was supposed to used by a servant waiting on the prince's command. I think we have much to talk about. I am Crown Prince Maximilian. What is your name?
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

Jin followed, matching the Prince's pace, but staying three steps back as he'd been taught. He seated himself where he was told, his eyes lingering on the prince in amazement as the tunic was taken off. The heat was uncomfortable, but he wouldn't remove clothes unless he was asked to. He quickly looked back to the ground until he was addressed. Jin, my lord... The words felt odd, who called a prince 'lord'? But then, it was better than 'master'... Just Jin. At least he hadn't been the only one to notice the resemblance. I believe we do... but I'm afraid I may not have the answers you're looking for. He said carefully, his conduct with royalty a mess still, according to the old hag that had sent him here. Of course, I'll answer what I can... Why had the prince locked the doors? Didn't he know the servants would listen at the doors? And even if they didn't, no one would look at the pair and miss the eerie similarity.
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

It's good to meet you, Jin. The extreme deference of servants made Max uncomfortable. In his time in the fields, when keeping one's eyes cast at the ground could result in accidents, Max had gotten used to his people looking up and meeting his gaze. Besides, he felt a strange connection to this other boy that was more than merely their similar appearance. Please look up. You don't need to be afraid to meet my gaze. Max was still sweating, and he noticed that Jin was starting to sweat as well. Max opened his shirt completely. If Jin was to be his valet, Max couldn't afford to be overly modest around him. Besides, as the tan skin of his torso revealed, Max had spent a lot of time in his work and training outdoors with his shirt off. You look hot. You don't need to wait on my permission to try and get more comfortable. Max smiled in a friendly manner. I won't have you collapsing from the heat for the sake of stodgy old protocol.
Thread: The Prince's New Valet (OBSCENE and J)

Jin looked up, staring hard at what appeared to be his own face. The heat and his discomfort were forgotten as he looked over the newly revealed skin, was that pang of lust he felt interest, or vanity? Was it weird to be attracted some someone that looked just like him? Or was it stranger still to be attracted to another male? He snapped back to reality at the Prince's words and pulled the heavy fabric from his strong frame, sun kissed skin exposed with no hint of modesty. Servants weren't allowed their privacy. He wanted to comment on the similarity he saw, of course he knew the prince had noticed... but still, was he allowed to compare himself to royalty? I'm not terribly good at the protocol I'm afraid... I was never intended to serve in the palace... He explained, Not that I'm complaining, really, I'm not, I just... He was making a fool of himself. ...thought you should know.