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Thread: Nadie and Nymph's wild west tales of untraditional love

Charlotte's eyes carefully watched Abigail. Scrutinizing the young woman's expressions and the decision brewing in her eyes. But as Abigail began to disrobe, Charlotte smiled widely, feeling herself become aroused and wet in anticipation. You're amazingly beautiful. she commented to the young woman. Giggling with delight as her young host climbed into bed, the feeling of such soft pale skin against her own made the older woman moan softly. It had been some time since she had last been in bed with a woman. But this was what she wanted, so be close to Abigail. So close even, that as their lips touched, Charlotte suddenly flung her arms around the younger woman and pulled her in close. Their skin caressed, and her larger breasts pressed against Abigail's. She hugged the young woman so close that there was no escape from the kiss, even if the redhead had desired to. Oh god I want you!! the woman moaned softly into her bedmate's ear when the prolonged kiss finally ended. But I don't want to rush. I want to feel every inch of your body and kiss you all over before we make love. I'm not going to do anything if you don't want. But if you don't tell me know to something...then I may very well end up doing everything!! With her promise made, Charlotte kissed Abigail once more. But this time her lips only lingered on the young woman's for a moment, soon moving along to her cheek and then jaw. Drifting down to the silky soft skin of the woman's neck, she lingered there for a while. Softly kissing and nibbling at the young woman's skin. She wanted to get Abigail as horny and eager before the real tongue play began. Hehe. I just went with it. I take it you're okay with that size then? And wow. She and you are both lucky women!!!!!
Thread: Nadie and Nymph's wild west tales of untraditional love

sorry for the delay. Been feeling a bit ill x.x also hehe Oh I know how lucky I am 3 Abigail's blush deepened from Charlotte's comment then sunk into the kiss, opening her mouth to invite the older woman in. Her body was pulsing with heat and she wanted to get even closer to Charlotte if it were possible. mmmm....nngggg oh goodness Abigail managed to say between kisses. Yes I want you too Charlotte, and I don't even know what I want you for. she confessed. But I don't care. It feels so good. she took Charlotte's face in her hands so she can bring her up for another kiss. I want everything. she said after pulling away, her eyes dark with desire. Do anything you wish to me Charlotte. she said then a blush crept on her cheeks. J-Just....be gentle..please....
Thread: Nadie and Nymph's wild west tales of untraditional love

For sure. I wish mine were that sized. Though, I'd get nothing done. I'd probably play with them too often. Hehe Charlotte rolled on top of the younger woman, ever so gently. Her lips still remained at Abigail's neck, though she was slowly kissing down. You're so beautiful. she softly whispered to the redhead, her full lips leaving gentle caresses down the young woman's soft skin. Don't worry dear, I know this is your first time. So I'm going to go very easy on you. If you need me to stop for any reason, tell me. Otherwise...I'll just keep worshiping this beautiful body of yours. Having made sure Abigail knew how Charlotte would take care of her, the dark haired mature woman began to kiss down further. Sliding down and kissing and nibbling around the collarbone, her lips drifted down even more until they reached the top of the pert breasts Abigail bore. Smiling widely, Charlotte took both wonderful and lovely orbs of flesh in her hands and started to massage them lightly. With her eyes up facing the young redhead, the mature woman bent her head down and began to lap at Abigail's left nipple. Her pink tongue hitting the small but over and over, a wide smile on her face as she watched her lover's reaction.
Thread: Nadie and Nymph's wild west tales of untraditional love

Abigail smiled and sighed in blissful content while Charlotte pressed her lips against her charged flesh. She nodded to the other woman and urged her on with light whimpers and her hands running through her dark hair. She watched curiously for a moment then threw her head back when she felt Charlotte's tongue on her hard nipple. Oh! My god. That feels so good. Abigail said while arching her back and wrapping her arms tightee around her lover.
Thread: War of the Gods. (steel and Fire x Izzy325)

....and you are? Alex had noticed Naomi the second she had walked into the bus station. He had heard the gasps and muttering of the people around him and looked up to see her striding confidently through the bus station. Instantly he distrusted her. Too well dressed, too confident, too.... beautiful. He scanned the room, noticing a suspicious creepy man staring at her, even as she made her way towards Alex. There was something off about him, but Alex refused to dwell on it, focusing on his book and hoping the pretty woman would ignore him. He was wrong. Trying to read. Alex said in response to her question, putting on a slight Scottish accent that came easily to him. He gazed over the book at her, his piercing eyes studying her. Could be a demigod, he thought to himself. Not Zeus or Poseidon, maybe a lesser god. He tried to estimate how many weapons she had. Two, maybe three is she had a gun as well, but then if she was a demigod she might not need mortal weapons. After all a daughter of Aphrodite could probably charm the surrounding people into attacking him. Although she might be mortal, he'd heard about paramilitary groups trying to fight the gods and the demigods. There were even rumours that some of them kidnapped demigods and other mythological creatures to experiment on them in the hopes of learning more about their powers, which he hoped wasn't true. Alex tapped his fingers on his book while under the table his other hand clenched and unclenched in frustration. Just play the fool, maybe she'll believe it. Suddenly a wide, foolish grin spread across his face in an attempt to make himself seem less sharp and attractive. The name's James. James Hopkins, though me mates call me Jimmy. He sipped his tea, still studying her while trying to maintain the facade of a bumbling idiot. He was seriously starting to think she was a daughter of Aphrodite. No mortal, in these times anyway, were that beautiful and confident and well put together. Then again there were lesser gods capable of creating beautiful children, which he was desperately hoping was the case. So, uh what's a-a girl like you doing in a place l-like this talking t-t-to someone like me? He asked, his fist still clenched under the table, ready to fight, his mind going to the short sword and handgun in his satchel. A call went out to announce that Alex's bus would be arriving at the station in fifteen minutes.
Thread: War of the Gods. (steel and Fire x Izzy325)

Namoi continued to study the demigod before her. He was good but Alex had slipped up a bit. She would have fallen for his bumbling idiot act if he hadn't been a bit annoyed by her in the beginning and if he hadn't been reading a book. Of course even idiots read but clearly not at that level. Namoi decided she would play along with his act that is until she grew weary of it and forced him to join her. Jimmy I like that. She offered up another smile as she leaned forward a bit. Aren't you just the cutest. Where are you headed to? She asked as she observed everyone in the room. Namoi was trained in the art of war and was conditioned as a child to watch her surroundings carefully. Something was off about the man who stared at her the moment she stepped into the bus station. Namoi noticed another two people who looked like they clearly didn't belong. It was what appeared to be a mother and her child but the blank even angry expressions didn't match the pair. Namoi prayed the three patrons were just odd and not dark creatures sent to kill them. The bus for Birmingham will be leaving in approximately five minutes. The young girl at the desk announced over the loud speakers. I'm just trying to visit some friends before the world ends. What are you doing here? Trying to run away from something? She asked as she smiled once more. She was clearly taunting Alex. She hoped he would have a temper like his father. That way she could trip him up if need be. Although Alex's record proceed him. Before he had abandon the war he was a rising star. One of the best fighters in his fathers army. Namoi could handle her own. If she couldn't charm her way out of a situation she could and would fight. She had brought armies to their knees so one demigod shouldn't be too much of a issue. The odd couple stood up once the announcement was made for the bus. The foreseeable problem was where they were headed. The terminal's entrance was the opposite way they were walking. The trio was headed straight towards their table. Namoi leaned forward and grabbed the small knife in her boot making sure to conceal it under the table. She watched was they picked up their speed. Do you know those people? They seem a bit off? They have been staring since I got here and perhaps it's just me but they don't seem human. The pretty girl was not in the mood for a fight but it seemed there was no other way out of it.
Thread: War of the Gods. (steel and Fire x Izzy325)

T-thank y-you. He said, his fingers still tapping on his book, faster and faster. Oh I'm heading nowhere important, j-just... His words faded away as he scanned the room, noticing the creepy man walking over slowly alongside the woman and child. One of them alone could hide, but all three of them together were unmistakable. The Furies of the Underworld, no doubt sent by Hades to track him down and drag him back, kicking and screaming. Other demigods may not recognise them for what they are, but as a child of Hades, with all three of them before him, it was too obvious. Wandering from place to place. He muttered, finally finishing his sentence, no longer speaking in the pretend Scottish accent. He looked from the Furies to Naomi and back, over and over and she continue to talk. The bumbling idiot had melted away, leaving something else. There was a look in his eyes, a mix of panic, desperation and rage. Slowly the rage begin to take over, white hot inside him, burning brighter and hotter with every step the Furies took closer. His fist came down suddenly on the table between him and Naomi, nearly splitting the wood in half. What is it with you people? He snarled at her, his face contorted with the rage and hatred. Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?! He stood up, a few people nearby looking and murmuring after he had hit the table. The Furies stopped suddenly, watching him, watching the shadows in the room which suddenly seemed alive, writhing around Alex. He took a step closer, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a small hunting dagger, inscribed with various sigils. The blade took the man in the chest, sent flying by a simple flick of the wrist. He screamed an unearthly, shrill scream before the illusion dropped and the fury underneath was exposed, before bursting into a swarm of insects that flew out the building. People all-around began to scream as Alex closed on the second fury, whose facade dropped, revealing the hag underneath, with black, leathery wings and serpents entwined in her hair. She shrieked again as Alex charged, swinging with a right hook. She stepped back, flapping her wings and Alex fell to his knee to grab his dagger, taking a knee to the face for his trouble. The force of it sent him flying back, through the floor to ceiling window of the bus station and out into the rain. With a groan he stood up, facing the hag with his dagger in hand, while she cracked the whip in her left hand, the rain soaking Alex's hair and clothes. The little girl stood off to one side, among the mortals watching the scene who were too afraid to flee.
Thread: War of the Gods. (steel and Fire x Izzy325)

Namoi watched as Alex's facade slowly dropped around him. After her comments she turned back to the oddly moving group of people. Her attention was drawn back to the table. Despite being a demigod with considerable reflexes she was shocked by Alex's reaction. Namoi knew it wasn't going to be easy to convince the son of Hades to come fight but she had no idea he was so against the idea. Although she had to admit she liked the aggression that erupted from inside. Perhaps it was something inherited from his father. Nonetheless she turned to the matter at hand. Namoi quickly pushed back from the table reaching into her bag. One fury was down and Alex was going to make quick work of the second. Her black leather whip wrapped around her hand which made her feel right at home. Namoi hadn't seen a good fight in almost two days and she was becoming bored. The whip Namoi carried was similar to the ones the furies had. The only difference was that it only worked with mythical beings. Humans could not feel the burning pain the leather whip inflicted upon it's victims. Slowly Namoi creeped closer to the fury who paid no mind to anyone else. She raised her arm and swung it back allowing the whip to slice through the air and wrap itself around the ankle of the fury. Before the evil creature had a moment to react Namoi pulled the whip back which succeed in knocking the last fury to the ground. AHHHHHH The fury screamed as Namoi dragged it across the floor. She made sure to slam her into every table and chair possible. The fury shed its disguise which made the whip slide off easily. You little bitch. I'm going to enjoy tearing off that pretty face. The fury yelled as she circled the girl. Namoi reached into her boot to grab her small golden dagger. It was a gift from her mother forged in Mount Olympus. The leathery wings of the fury brought Namoi back as the fury prepared to attack. Quicjky she diced through the air Namoi dodged the wing but the fury manager to slice her shoulder with her finger. Is that the best you got bitch? Surely you have more fight than that. Fire erupted from the fury's hand as Namoi taunted her. The girl dashed through the now empty bus terminal as the fury shot balls of fire at her head. One nearly missing her head by inches. Namoi ducked behind a overturned table and inspected the room. The Fury had disappeared. Slowly she turned around to find the fury hovering over her. Oh shit.... They fury swooped down and grabbed her. A struggle ensued as both women twisted and turned through the air. They crashed through one wall separating the two. The Fury crawled over the debris to reach the groaning demigod. Namoi dropped her whip at some point during the struggle which left the dagger. Namoi turned over to see the fury's hand. She caught the fury's hand as she drew it in order to swipe at her face. With her hand that held the dagger she reached up and plunged the dagger into her neck. As her sister she burst into a swarm of insects before disappearing.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla, with cat-eye precision, sees David enter The Peacock...inwardly she is smiling, happy to see that her hunch was correct... Such a small man, so thin and so short, just like the investigators report noted about him, Devilla thought to herself. He is so delicious looking that I can just eat him up. Devilla sees a pretty blonde cocktail waitress and snaps her fingers.... Yes, Ma'am? Do you see that short man with the dark black hair trying to make his way up to the bar? Yes, Ma'am. I want you to go up to him and take his drink order and put it on my tab. Say its from the lady in the fur coat and point to me. Understand? Yes, Ma'am. Devilla grabs the cocktail waitress by the arm, and a delicious smile grows on her face, Tell the short man that his drink will be waiting right here at my table. Tell him that he is invited to come to my table. Repeat to me what I want you to do. Yes, Ma'am. I am to go up to the short man in the black hair and tell him that your buying a drink for him. I am to tell him to come to your table in order to receive that drink and that he is invited to come to your table. Wonderful. Now go. Devilla lets go of the waitress' arm....
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

The pretty blonde cocktail waitress makes her way to the short man with the black hair..... Excuse me! Excuse me please! She says to the patrons. Then grabs David's arm and pulls at it...she can see his surprise to being pulled.... Sir, someone has bought you a drink. The pretty blonde waitress points over to Devilla... She says that you must go to her table to get that drink. Oh, and yes you are invited to her table. Anyways, what'll you have sir?
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla could see from where she was sitting just how nervous Mr. Markell was. There was that hesitation in his step possibly out of caution or nervousness or both. As he advanced closer and closer Devilla knew that she was about to put her plan into place...to make sure that Mr, Markell and Helios would be taken care of and but good. When Mr. Markell made it to the table Devilla couldnt believe his petite size. When he spoke his first words to her she remarked to herself, How precious he is, I must have him for myself. I am sure of that now. With his awkward request Devilla obliged...in a smooth, even sexy manner, she tapped the dark velour booth seat which was in the shape of a semi-circle around the elongated round table. In a very mellow and sultry voice Devilla answered him Mr. Markell, why dont you sit right here next to me. The cocktail waitress is timely as she brings Mr. Markell his gin and tonic. Again, in her sultry voice Perfect timing! Devilla turns to the waitress and gives her a devilish wink.the cocktail waitress responds with a smile. In her continued sultry voice Now Mr. Markell, do get comfy. she raises her glass of wine Shall we have a toast. To meeting new people perhaps?
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

David was just about to make his way toward the opposite side of the semi-circular booth when he saw a delicately manicured finger tap the spot adjacent to her. His eyes widened slightly, and when he heard her sultry voice ask him to sit next to her he felt a feverish twinge as his face blushed noticeably. He paused ever so briefly, as if clueless how to proceed. Then, doing his best to make it appear as if it were an every day occurrence for a goddess of a woman to invite him to sit next to her at her booth he replied, Of course, thank you. David slid in to the booth, just close enough to maintain an appearance of being friendly and cordial yet clearly far enough away to maintain some space between them. Once he found himself seated next to her David could not have felt more unsure of himself. With their height difference the view of her tantalizing cleavage was all but inescapable, compounded by the luxurious fur that appeared so soft you could sink in to it and never be found again. When he glanced down he quickly brought his eyes back up. Oh god, did he just see a hint of a garter and stockings?? Then, there was the matter of this gorgeous woman's pure, irresistible beauty. Clearly, there was no 'safe place' where David could rest his gaze without his heart pounding in his chest. She was enough to render the most confident of men speechless, but for David he felt so far out of his league that he could sense that familiar scrambling of his brain beginning that happened to him around confident, assertive women. When the waitress arrived at their table he briefly made eye contact with her, in a way that almost screamed, Help me!, yet she simply left the drinks, smiled at the mystery woman then left him alone with her. Indeed, he agreed when she proposed a toast, after all, god knows David was in need of a drink. His hand was trembling just enough to be noticeable as they clinked their glasses together. To meeting new people, he echoed. He took a sip of his gin and tonic, then added, And, to new opportunities. David took another sip, though what he really wanted was to down the remainder in a gulp to calm his nerves then scurry back to his room. When his unsteady hand set his glass back down he asked in a tentative voice, So, may I ask your name? And, what brings you to the Waldorf in this hectic time of year? Even maintaining eye contact was a challenge for David and he found himself needing to periodically look away, as if admiring a holiday decoration on the wall.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla grinned from ear to ear as she watched his trembling hand hold his glass of gin and tonic. She watched as Davids eyes wandered about with such a nervousness. This came to be very entertaining for Devilla making her smile even more. Devilla looked straight at David with her smoldering eyes and continued with the same inflexion in her sexy sounding voice. Yes, to meeting new people, she reaffirmed, then took a healthy sip of her wine. David then asked about her name Oh forgive me Mr. Markell, its Deanna Jackson. Then he inquires about her business here in The Big Apple. Well, Im actually visiting family. I live out in Los Angeles, but I have family here in the New York area and up in Boston. I came in a day early to see the sights and am going to meet with my family tomorrow. Devilla takes another long sip of her wine....then looks back at him with her hungry eyes So my dear Mr. Markell, what brings you to this fair city?
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

The way that she looked at him was unnerving and the silky tone of her voice weaved through his mind in a way that made David feel all the more uncomfortable. Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Jackson, he replied. And how nice that you're able to make it out to the east coast to visit family. I'm sure they'll be delighted to see you. She then looked at him in a way that not only caused David to avert his gaze as subtly as possible, his body involuntarily scooted over subtly, creating a bit more distance between them. His mind temporarily short-circuited until he cleared his throat and managed to continue, his nerves now slightly even more noticeable. Now, not only was David feeling nervous because of the fact he was sitting next to the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen in his life, but also because he did not want to reveal his true reason for being here. Oh, just a bit of business, nothing significant, he replied, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. Hopefully everything will be wrapped up tomorrow and I'll be on my way back to the west coast. Wanting to be polite to this woman who had so graciously bought him a drink, he added with a smile, I'm not much for business travel, but this trip did give me good fortune of meeting you, so that was a nice perk for me. David took another sip of his gin and tonic, thinking to himself, Ten more minutes.... by then I should be finished with my drink and I can politely excuse myself to my room.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla took a swig of the last of her wine, but could see out of the corner of her eye that David was creating a bit more distance between them... He's not getting away from me, Devilla thought herself. And then the cocktail waitress came to the table...in her very pert, almost bimbo voice... Another red wine Ma'am? Devilla gave the young lady her attention and said, Yes, of course and bring another drink for this gentlemen next to me. Yes, Ma'am of course. Devilla watched her sashay back over to the bar, then turned to David and gave him quite the look as if she had caught him doing something wrong...she knew he was being cagey on purpose...she wasn't here to collect any information, she already knew everything about him and why he was in New York.... She kept things quite playful...again tapping the velour semi-circle seat right next to herself....and in a VERY seductive manner... Mr. Markell, it will be difficult for me to talk to you from over there. Come right here next to me. I promise I won't bite. With that she smiled in a lustily manner....