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Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

The way she explained her energy absorption made sense and Steve wondered what sort of influx she might feel around Bruce. That could be a scary combination. I can see why you keep yourself so busy. he told her as she spoke on the subject of insomnia. A knowing grin and the crossing of arms punctuated the look he gave her of 'are you kidding me?' when she seemed incredulous that he'd take her out on the bike. I'd love to take you for a ride. he told her, and seemed pleased that she had everything she needed. When she asked if she was the only one he just smirked. I gentleman never revs and tells. he quipped, and soon they were walking back through the bar. as they crossed the floor Steve's hand came to rest on her lower back, gently guiding her through the maze of chairs and tables despite the fact she worked there and knew the terrain. It was just a warm gesture and soon they'd exited out the front and Steve pointed to his bike. That one. he said, and it was then that Liv would see that the bike was a single-seater. Guess you'll have to sit in front of me. Steve said, knowing she couldn't sit on the back fender. She'd be pressed right back into him, but it wasn't like he would mind. He'd suggested the ride after all. Throwing his leg over the bike Steve steadied it and patted the tail end of the tank. Have a seat. he told her and started the bike, the rumbling v-twin coming to life. Waiting until she got one, her firm backside pressed to his groin, Steve would take off, a bit slow at first. I have the perfect place to take you. he said in her ear.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

It was true that Liv didnt exactly know the limits of her powers. She had a sneaking suspicion that while Tony did want her on the team, he also wanted to know the limits. What happened when she hung around a nuclear reactor? Would it matter if she stayed near Thor while charged up that hammer? There were variables she had never tested, and Stark more than likely wanted to know. There was a slight laughter from Liv when he made mention about not revving and telling. She instead shook her head, walking with him. Feeling his hand on her lower back felt nice. It felt warm and inviting in a way she didnt really expect. A shiver ran down her spine that he might have felt were he paying attention, though she tried to act as though nothing had happened. Despite his own personality of being quite docile, or at least non-threatening, she did find him a bit intimidating. Perhaps because she was walking with a legend. A hero. I think Ill manage, Cap. Just dont try any funny business. She smirked, waiting until he got on to slowly mount herself on the ride. It was a bit chilly out, though nothing she couldnt handle. Her hands went onto the handlebars by his own, not messing with the clutch or the accelerator, getting to where she wouldnt be in the way. Her body was pressed hard against him, somewhat out of nervousness, but also because she liked the feeling as she got on. He was safe, secure and it was exciting. Biting her bottom lip as he spoke, she grinned, speaking up in order to be heard, Should I be nervous? She turned her head slightly in order for him to hear, though there was only a grin readable on her face, eyes alight with excitement. It was taking all her self-control not to let bits of her energy go, swirls that would light up the night. She was excited. She was thrilled. Being on a motorcycle with a man she had only ever dreamed about meeting. And here he was, pressed against her. It was hard not to admit that she was more than a little turned on.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

The man had willpower, there was no doubt about that, but sometimes, even riding by himself, the vibrations of the bike caused a bit of.... arousal. Now, with a pretty girl seated before him, and the smell of her so close, the feel of her - Steve was not ashamed at all, but worried that she might be offended. Her smile was making her more attractive and there was no denying the electricity between them. She was like a forbidden fruit much younger than him, born of a whole different generation, and her look wasn't anything like any of the women he'd grown up with. That in itself made her different. Exotic. You shouldn't be nervous. he assured her, and he remained silent as she mentioned funny business. How was he supposed to reply to that? That Captain America wasn't also a man, and had desires? That was ludicrous. She might soon find out that she was growing on him. The ride was nice, and Cap pressed close to Liv, sharing body heat a little, and soon they pulled up outside his secret weapon. An ice cream shop. Nobody could say no to ice cream, right? Shutting the bike off he dismounted first and his bulge would be noticeable, though he didn't flaunt it. Offering her a hand off the bike his strength was apparent, and he gestured to the door. I thought you might like a cone or a sundae. he said, realizing that neither of them had had dinner, but he wanted to get right to dessert. Opening the door for Liv, the little bell above the door announcing their presence, Steve walked in with her, once more his hand on the small of her back. A gaggle of young females, likely college age, sat in one booth, and their chatter stopped as Steve and Liv entered, and they whispered between themselves.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

It was hard not to notice the bulge against her own rear. It was actually quite nice, not that shed say it out loud. Knowing he was at least somewhat aroused by her was quite a turn-on. And if the bulge spoke anything of his true nature, she had a feeling he was blessed with more than just a strong body. Steve was admittedly more than attractive. He was gorgeous in a way that was almost unfair. Liv, not usually dissuaded by men for being more attractive, felt almost intimidated. She was actually self-conscious. The ride was indeed pleasant and Liv had closed her eyes more than once, savoring the feel of his heat on her body. He was slightly warmer, but then again, so was she. It felt intoxicating, being this close to him. Feeling him. Touching him. She loved the ride if for no other reason than to be speeding along with Captain America. When he finally did pull up to the shop, she smiled widely. She had a sweet tooth the size of Texas and adored ice cream. Smiling, she nodded, I cant say no to a sundae with Cap, can I? She smiled, following inside with him. His hand on her lower back again felt nice, that little spark of electricity flowing through her again. She almost didnt notice the girls staring, immediately taking out their phones. By the time she did, she was at the counter, the server at least seeming to be able to hold herself together, Hey can I get She bit her bottom lip as she looked up, trying to decide, Chocolate peanut butter with rainbow sprinkles? Cone. She smiled. Her favorite. Always a woman of color and flair, she figured Steve wouldnt be surprised at all. That was when she felt it. The eyes were even more on them, hearing the girls as they ran up, Uhm, Captain America? Oh my god, I love you! Can I get my picture with you? The woman was attractive. No older than nineteen with blue eyes, a thin figure, and long, gorgeous blonde hair. Liv didnt exist to her, or her friends at this moment. Just Steve Rogers. And it was becoming clear Liv was not excited about this, forced to stand aside as the rest of the girls came over. b
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

If Cap had planned it then it couldn't have been better, the warmth of her and her easy acceptance of his obvious arousal without judgment. He smiled and shook his head, No, you can't say no to ice cream with Cap. That's an order. he teased, and once inside he started looking over the flavors and heard Liv's order and was about to place his own when the young girls came over. There was a trio of them, the girl with the long blonde hair obviously the leader, and he smiled, friendly enough, and said, Sure. A picture would be fine. he said, and gave Liv an apologetic look. Steve had to deal with things like this now and then, it was simply the nature of things, and he did pose for a couple of pictures, a couple of them with the girls practically hanging off of him. One with a girl sitting on each bicep as he held them up, a show of strength. The girls were enamored and giggled as the pictures were taken, one even pressing a kiss to his cheek, and looks cast between them at the bulge that had not quite gone away, and probably wouldn't with young women pressed to him in various ways. One bit her lower lip and eyed Liv as her bright blue orbs then raked over Steve and settled on his crotch. Is that your girlfriend? she asked.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

It felt clich to say that Liv had problems with trust. Her own mother had told her not to accept herself for who she was, and she had stayed away from relationships out of fear. Dealing with people was not her forte. She did well to listen, and to remain judgment free, but that was when she was getting paid to do so. Otherwise she was fairly lonely. Add a cheating ex onto that? The girls fawning made her blood boil. Some of her was concerned about the energy pulsing forward, though most of her was just angry. Sure, she understood that Steve Rogers was sort of obligated to play the All-American hero to the world. But all she wanted was ice cream. Another reason she hadnt signed on to be an Avenger. When the girl asked who Olivia was, she flashed a smile as she withdrew her wallet, tossing a five onto the counter, easily paying and tipping for her ice cream, Just gave me a ride over. Hes all yours, girls. Her venom was clear to Steve, she guessed, though the girls clearly couldnt care less. They only began to giggle again and hang off of Steve, selfies galore as they helped him show off his strength. Her walk out the door was done with speed, though not with obvious rage. She shook her head, mumbling to herself, Theyre all the same. This is why you didnt sign up, remember? She was walking down the street at a brisk pace, eating the ice cream despite her frustrations. She didnt like the idea of fame. Of being a face people knew. She didnt like that the one person she had found herself taking a liking to was just as happy showing off with a bunch of girls six or seven years younger, Always go for the newer models. She muttered again. She felt stupid for thinking that Rogers was different. He was Captain America, sure, but he was still a man. Still a man who wanted to play around with pretty girls and pretty things. As her grey chucks breezed down the cement sidewalk, weaving through people and eating the ice cream, she was calming her rage. Anger bubbled, but she had control. Just let off her aggression the best way she knew how. Exercise until she passed out, maybe. Just let it all go. No, Steve wasnt worth her time, apparently. And she wasnt worth his, as it turned out.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

Shit. Steve was losing Liv as he saw her pay, her body language telling him even more than her words as she departed, simply leaving him there. I'm sorry girls, but I really need to go. he said, and gently extricated himself from the fawning females, one even daring to drag fingers across the front of his pants as he left, pushing open the door and looking down the walk, spotting Liv because of her hair. She was moving fast, but he could move faster, and Steve took off after the woman, leaving his bike behind. It didn't really take long to catch up to her and this was the part where being forceful, but not too rough, was a fine line to walk. Liv. Please. he said just as he approached, more to announce his presence than anything. What was he supposed to do? Apologize? That seemed the best course. I'm sorry Liv. he said, and caught her gently by the elbow, using just enough force that he should be able to slow her down. Talk to me. he told her. What did you want me to do? Ignore them? he asked . They're just kids. They don't know any better. You're a woman, and there's no way they could ever compare to you. he told her honestly.phpalign
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

She heard him before she saw him, a flattened affect of her own across he features as if to show she didnt care, even if she did. Her eyes remained on her ice cream, ignoring some of the looks she was getting. At this point, it was the leering that she was getting. It didnt bother her. She was used to it. Standing out did that to a person. When he grabbed her elbow, even gently, she yanked with enough force to free it, You of all people should know that its a free country, and I can do whatever I want. I dont owe you anything, Steve. She turned, deciding on Steve versus even calling him Cap. She was angry. You know better. Youre an adult. Im not here to stand idly by while you entertain childrens fantasies about being with Captain America. She shook her head, turning to face him, her movements forward having halted at this point. A hand lifted and she poked his stupidly hard chest, This is why I told Tony no. I dont want this kind of life. I dont have time to stand around while you, or anyone else, entertains cameras. Olivia found herself angry still. She wanted to be sad, to be crying, but it wouldnt come. It was frustration about the situation, I cant believe I actually expected youd be different. She laughed somewhat bitterly, tossing down the ice cream into a nearby trash can, Its all just a show to you guys, isnt it? Avengers? Earths mightiest heroes? Just a title so you can parade around and act like the world owes you a favor. Well I dont owe you shit, Steve. With one final poke to his chest, she turned again, huffing somewhat. She wasnt totally sure where shed go right now. Her own apartment was twenty blocks from here, at best. All she wanted was to be away from this. From Steve. From Captain America.
Thread: The American Dream [Haru|Kitten]

There was no surprise as she jerked away, and Steve let her say what she had to. He wasn't going to rise to it though. Much. When you said things in anger you often said things you didn't truly mean, or were misinformed about. His eyes settled on hers as she threw away her ice cream and when he spoke his voice was calm and measured. If that's what you really think then you need to grow up more than those young girls in there. I expected better of you Olivia. he intoned. Being recognized comes as part of the job. I'm sure you think the same of your local police and firemen, not to mention your military veterans that come home mangled and with lost limbs - yet the news covers them. People recognize them. They're all just camera hogs though, right? he shot back. You're right. You don't owe me shit. But getting so bent out of shape because a few teenage girls are excited to see me in public speaks volumes about your own maturity level. I am sure it would have looked much better for me to blow them off to spare your fragile ego. Tony's may be large but yours is paper thin. I came here with you , and I wanted to spend time with you . If you really can't see that, then I don't know what to tell you because you're blind to the fact that I rather admire you. Not them. Not those girls that just want a picture so they can brag to their friends. They don't care about me, or what I do. I'm a news blurb. A headline. A sideshow. Yet I still put my life on the line to protect them, and to protect you too. I don't do it for glory. I don't do it for recognition. I do it because it's the right thing to do. Pausing a moment he finished, Just the way you helped out in the Battle - because it was the right thing to do. You think if you saw those people again, that you saved, don't you think they'd want a picture with you? Give you a little bit of recognition and praise? Oh, but wait... that would make you simply out to parade in front of their cameras too. It's all so black and white.
Thread: What The Water Gave Me (Absinthe & Torita)

The Warf was an odd amalgam of houses, ponds, fountains and everything that might allow sea dwelling creatures to live in and around their land or air dwelling counterparts. Built over several decades, the bridge was built three miles out and led to the artificial island. In the center was a sort of town square that held a large fountain and various shops. As mermaids and other aquatic beings had to have at least some water to live and move about. Normally the Warf was a very quite place. Many mermaids preferred to live under the water, only coming up when they needed to work, buy things, or interact with the surface dwellers. But some, more bold and adventurous mermaids had been transforming the nature of the incorporated town. One such was Tilari, a young blonde of no more than twenty eight. She was a natural born mermaid. A pale skinned human on the top half of her body, and a scaly red and orange colored fish on her lower half. She worked as a model during most days. Making quite a bit of money in the very lucrative fetish industry. In many ways she was the Bettie Page of the mermaids. A very buxom woman with large fake H cup breasts that sat high on her chest and an equally large rear that had been enhanced as well. Though it was on her fish half. Swimming through the canals that served as sidewalks, she turned almost every head most days. Whether it be because of the tiny seashell shaped pink bikini top she often wore, her large breast, her puffy lips, or the long blonde hair that ran freely down her back and past her large ass. Tilari had just made a bunch of cash doing a pinup shoot for a men's magazine and decided to celebrate. Going into town from her large house that sat on the outskirts, the fishy woman decided to buy herself some salt. The street name for a narcotic that was a massive high and aphrodisiac for her kind. Sniffing the whole dime bag, the busty and flirty blonde decided she wanted to find someone to fuck with. But mistakenly, she chose someone who just so happened to be out with their wife. A fight ensued, and she ended up splashing and punching a few bystanders. bitch, you can share his fucking cock! she yelled and screamed at the woman. Another water dweller, with an octopus's eight legs in place of human ones. The cat fight was brutal. The husband found himself getting punched by both woman. By Tilari for not going off to fuck. And by his wife for even looking at the horny mermaid. When the cops were called, the silicon enhanced babe tried to make it out to sea to avoid the whole thing. But some strong arms of local citizens had manged to hold her and bring her back to her home. It was there that she was struggling. Splashing around in the water of her floor as the officer questioned her. The bitch started it! she swore. I just wanted a quick fuck, and her husband seemed willing by the look of his eyes. But the whore just wouldn't share. So I don't really see what I did wrong. I mean, it's just sex. Something about the cute officer made her stop thrashing. While still hoped up on salt, Tilari was by no means so out of it that she couldn't admire a handsome stud.
Thread: What The Water Gave Me (Absinthe & Torita)

To be honest, Daniel was fairly impressed by the merwoman before him. She was absolutely gorgeous, and he couldn't say that he didn't enjoy the sight of those utterly massive tits of hers. She looked a cross between a size fetishists wet dream, the little mermaid and Barbie, which was an odd thought now that he was thinking about it. He had to actually force himself away from the more... lewd thoughts that had entered his mind. From the report given to me by the officer that showed up in the first place, she's one of them surgically enhanced lot whereas you're a full blooded merwoman. You gotta remember that we humans generally have more... what's the word? We're more reserved than you lot are, and a lot of us really don't like to share our partners He explained to her as he approached and leanded on the edge of the pool she was thrashing around in, chuckling as he watched her. He was a bit mystified that he hadn't gotten an eyefull of bouncing breasts. Whatever they used to keep those bras on, they were good work. One way or the other, the Whore as you called her can't press charges because she started the fight, and I'm not even going to suggest you press charges since you actually started the altercation as a whole. You started it, but she threw the first punch He explained to her, amber eyes trained on her face You've also, from what I understand, got a metric fuck ton of Salt in your system which probably explains why a prominent model such as yourself is acting like a teenage brat. Not illegal, mind you, but wouldn't help your case any. The short version of all this is that you're getting off scott free, but I'm keeping you under house arrest for the night, since you've already disturbed the peace once. That being said, I can always throw in a Suggest he made the appropriate air quotes as he said it that the local law enforcement get someone to... look after you, if that would help keep you in line DAniel had never been one for conventional methods of dealing with things, and unfortunately knew how even casual drug users got when they were high, horny, and looking for a quick lay. The easiest thing, overall, for him to do would be to give her what she wanted. He had to admit, however, that he very much wanted to give her that personally, if only because he had a feeling that not only could she take every last inch of his cock, but she was probably as skilled as those huge breasts, that perfect ass, and those pouty, cocksucking lips implied. So, what'll it be dearie? Shall I get someone down here to take care of you or do you plan on behaving? He asked her for clarification, giving her a rather suggestive look as he grinned I mean, either way it's your night. ONce this is done, I get to go back to reading and listening to my twin sister bitch about her last failed date
Thread: What The Water Gave Me (Absinthe & Torita)

Tilari sat with her arms folded. Her living room had a pool in the middle with a hole out to the ocean. Resting her fish butt on her water proof couch, her lower half was submerged while her upper was free. Glaring at the officer, she did her best not to just attack him. She had no idea what the big deal was. She had just wanted a quick fuck. Hell, she'd have even gone for a threesome if the bitch had been willing. But she didn't want to wind up in jail, so she nodded and smirked. Okay. Whatever you say... officer she said, rolling her eyes. Not eager to have someone there to babysit her, so she had no plans for making it any more comfortable for him. If he wanted to stay around and keep her under house arrest, he was going to have to just tough it out. Slipping off her couch, she swam though the house to go get herself a bottle of wine. Pouring herself a glass, she came back to her couch and turned on the tv. I'll behave. she said with a grimace. I just need to get laid here soon. A nice good fuck with a fat cock. Sighing softly, Tilari casually rubbed her exposed tight tummy. Thinking to herself, she looked over at the officer and his pants. Noticing what looked like a bulge, she licked her lips and motioned him over. Uh....so officer. Can I get anything for you? she asked with a glint in her eye.