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Thread: Kiba Wolffang (work in progress)

Name Kiba Wolffang Age 26 Race Furry wolf Height 5'8 Weight 180 lb Pic History Kiba is a lone wolf tha left his pack after losing a battle to become the alpha. He lives alone in the city doing jobs for local gangs from time to time. He works at an animal shelter for being a tough guy he still cares for small animals. He gets himself in tribals with the law from time to time thanks to the jobs he does for the gangs or from fights he starts. Bio Kiba is a loner and likes to work alone but will work in a group if paid well or has no other choice. He has problem with authority that's not his own. That he gets in trouble with gangs and law enforcement. But he loves the company of lovely females of any race for him to bed.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

With one forefinger brushing lightly against the set of strings, the music immediately came to an end. A long, forlorn sigh escaped her lips as Alicia gazed out into the twilight sky. She hated this time of the day. Like the sky was confused whether it wanted to dance in the sunlight or encase itself in the arms of night. It was indecisive. Like her. Alicia? Are you studying or not? Her mother's sickly sweet voice slithered from downstairs, to Alicia's room till it rang in the seventeen year old's ears. Yeah, mom. Was Alicia's careless reply. You better be. Or you won't get dinner tonight! Her voice was sharp, stern. It hardly affected her daughter. Getting up from the loveseat which sat in her balcony, Alicia rested her guitar on the sofa and sauntered inside. She did not care to close the sliding glass door. She sat down on her bed, leaning against the headboard, and opened the top drawer of the nightstand beside the bed. From there she pulled out a well worn-out diary and a pen, and started writing her inner musings. Days pass easily. I forget who I am sometimes. I forget what I am doing. I forget the goals I've created for myself. It's so easy to get distracted in this world that moves so fast. It seems that yesterday I was playing basketball in my middle school and then I open my eyes and I'm already midway through in high school. You see? It's so easy to get distracted. With your family drama, your social status, your crushes and then your weekly studies. Oh, and I forgot to mention, you also have a part time job. Adults don't understand, children look up to you. Nobody knows. Being a teenager is hard... An incessant banging on her door caused her to stop mid-sentence. Alicia Mary Wilsons! Why have you locked this door? That means you are not studying, you worthless bitch. Wait till your father comes home. I swear I won't save that useless ass of yours! Her mother yelled before she heard her walking away. Alicia sighed deeply and almost threw the diary in rage. Laughing bitterly, she wrote one last line before keeping her things away and setting out to study. We are now done playing with our Simple days. Now it's show time Real life.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Jason Redd had walked through various streets trying to find the right house. This is the only thing he ever got wrong about tutoring he could never find the right house to knock on. He laughed at himself as he walked down the final street, knowing damn well that he should have wrote the address down that was given to him, not try to memorize it and fail to arrive on time. His black hair was trimmed up and nice, and he had grey eyes that were framed by a set of rather stylish glasses, at least that was what he thought. He knew that they weren't the stereotypical glasses of a nerdy individual and also knew that he wouldn't be called a nerd today. Jason was actually rather fit, running once a day and eating healthy. He had an athletic body and a 6'0 frame, leading many women to fawn over him, bit that just wasn't for him. Most of the women that came for him were either sluts or gold diggers, and he had no problem letting them know about that. Soon, he reached the home that was the visual representation of the address, and could see a woman who was way to dressed up and slathered in makeup for a tutoring session. Hello! I assume you're Mrs. Wilson, the mother who called me?
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Samantha Wilsons stood on the porch of her grand house waiting for her daughter's tutor to show up. She saw him approaching and straightened up. Hello! I assume you're Mrs. Wilson, the mother who called me? Yes. Please call me Samantha. And you're very punctual! Right on time, Samantha welcomed her inside. Can I get you anything to drink? A snack? She asked sweetly. Her eyes darted up the stairs at the end of the living room and landed on the closed door at the top. A frown marred her perfect features for a while before she shifted her attention to the boy in front of her, shooting him a graceful smile.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

The tutor walked inside at the compliments about his character. True, he was certainly punctual, but he preferred to be early so he could talk to his student about them, make them feel comfortable around them. Now all he had was the time to study...not a good first impression, if one were to ask. He declined the drink in the most polite way he could, knowing where to go now after seeing the frown that took over her features as she looked toward a specific door. He trotted up the stairs, taking them two at a time, and gently rapped on the door before him. Alicia? You don't know me, but your mom hired me to be your tutor. He tried the doorknob, finding it locked and only trying once so as not to make it seem like he was forcing himself on her. Could you unlock the door? We can study together in there.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Bad thing to do... Samantha thought as she saw the young boy rap at her daughter's door. She silently slipped inside her study and closed the door. Taking a deep breath she settled down on the sofa, waiting for the wrath of Alicia. ---- Alicia? You don't know me, but your mom hired me to be your tutor. Alicia stopped twirling one of the chocolate strands of her hair, as a deep voice called out to her. It wasn't the voice that triggered her though. It were the fucking words. Could you unlock the door? We can study together in there. She froze momentarily before rising up from her chair. She felt the anger engulf her. It was so intense that she could feel it emanating from her in thick waves. She felt it on her very own finger tips. Her blue orbs hardened and she clenched her fists, breathing through her nostrils one more time before charging. She threw the door open and started with the yelling How dare you?! How fucking dare you! Do you think I'm a retard? An idiot who can't study on her own?! She grabbed the boy's collar - ignoring the height difference - and spoke venomously. You think I'm a moron? Who can't read? You think I'm inferior to you ? You freaking nerd! You don't even compare to the dust bunnies in my room! She screeched at the top of her voice. She shoved him away and ran down the stairs, to her mother's study. You bitch! What the fuck was that in there? That guy? Coming to teach me like I'm some fucking idiot! Anger shone in her blue orbs which had nearly turned black. Her once creamy-pale skin had turned red. Her mother just blinked at her. Alicia...I just thought- Samantha started calmly. No, you didn't fuckin' think, because if you did, you wouldn't have sent that asshole in there to tell me how much of a fuckin' moron I am! Language, girl! She tried a stern approach. Shut the hell up! Alicia yelled as her whole frame shook with rage. She wanted nothing more than to smash something on that stupid woman whom she called mother, and the nerd upstairs.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

If he were to be entirely honest, he was utterly surprised at the total rage that engulfed this small girl. Usually it did end up being the student who ordered the tutor and, with assistance of the parent, got said tutor at their home. However, this seemed...different. Curious as to what was going on, he followed Alicia downstairs and into her mother's study, not hearing part of the conversation even though the younger female was yelling as loud as she possibly could. -teach me like I'm some fucking idiot? He could tell that the mother was confused at this outburst, and quietly slipped into the study. He was silent, simply waiting for the one sided argument to end before piping up on his thoughts. Mrs. Wilson, do you have a report card of some sort for your daughter's grades that I could see?
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Alicia's eyes widened when she heard the boy speak. She had to dig her nails in her skin before she did anything she regretted. You want to see my fucking report card? She laughed out loud manically. You asshole! Who do you think you are? Some god-sent angel who's just perfect in every fuckin' way? You wanna see my grades so that you can think 'Oh no, she's probably a bimbo who seriously needs turtoring. Well, me and my high IQ can pity her by tutoring her moronic ass!' She tried to imitate his voice, failing miserably. All the while Samantha had her head in her hands while she sighed frustrated by her daughter's antics. She opted out to say nothing knowing that it was wise for both her and Jason.
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Jason sighed in a similar way to Mrs. Wilson, though not because he was frustrated. He knew that this was going to be a fight until the very end, and figured that he might as well try to figure out whatever the hell was wrong with this family. He looked toward Mrs. Wilson before speaking to Alicia. Alicia...that was not my intention when I asked for your report card. From the way this looks and sounds, it seems like you had no input in this decision, and I was just making sire that you actually needed a tutor before I actually start tutoring you. Tell me...do you have anything below a C?
Thread: The Tutor {Roses & ilaughatmyself }

Alicia glared at him as her cheeks coloured in embarressment. 'C' was the highest she had scored in the past few years. There was no way she was telling that to him, as she knew he must be a straight-'A' student. She couldn't publicise her weakness like that. So instead of answering his questions, she shot him the finger and hastened back to the confines of her room. Samantha heaved a defeated sigh and looked back at the young man with nothing but understanding floating in her emrald pools. I guess I owe you an...explanation. She offered the place beside her in the large, plush sofa.
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Thread: Want someone assertive for once? Ideas inside. (fxf and fxm, no preference)

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Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside her cabin. She was in the mountains for the weekend, alone. No one had come here in all the history of the time she'd visited this place every other weekend. As Kitana stretched, yawning slightly, she smiled in appreciation. This was a great location for solitude. She could come here whenever she needed too, to release stress, and relax. It was a fairly big cabin, with a small kitchen and a nice room in the front that had comfy chairs to sit in. There was a bedroom in the back of the cabin, down the hall, and a bathroom across the hall, with a big tub for bathing. She stood up, smiling as she dressed for the day. She chose the blue outfit today, and pulled on the top piece, that crossed over her chest with black threads, displaying her ample cleavage. She added her leather upper arm bands, and forearm bracers. Her boots she added to the outfit, the long ones that came up to mid-thigh. Next came her bottom half, with the long part that came down close to her feet. She looked in the mirror, and put the mask on that covered her nose and mouth. There, she was ready for her training. Kitana took her bladed fans and headed outside.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero was heading through the exact same mountain, trying to get to the top. He would do this every so often in Outworld for training, knowing that the air there and such was much different than Earthrealm's. He had on his traditional blue ki, finding that the most comfortable for him to do stuff like this in, considering it was his battle gear as well. He let out a huff of breath, his feet covered by the same shoes used in ninja movies, and his hands protected by ornate metal bracers. On his chest was the medallion, which gave him exceptional ice powers that he could control. As he reached the middle of the mountain, he saw a troop of Tarkatan soldiers, led by Baraka himself, the general of the armies in Outworld. He decided to follow the pack, thinking that it may be beneficial for him to do so. Sure enough, he sees Kitana, her escape cabin, and the squad moving right toward them. Waiting for a few more seconds, he decides to let her know. Kitana, Baraka! He yells this out and freezes one such soldier solid, the others looking to their general for guidance. The target is the Princess. Kill him if he gets in the way. Baraka continues to the princess as three more advance to Sub Zero.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana had just stepped outside when she saw the soldiers, and heard Sub-Zero's warning. She watched him freeze one of the men. Kitana ran towards Sub-Zero, figuring they could work together against Baraka and his team. They surrounded them, and she took the two on the left. Her hair whipped around her in the mountain air as she cut them without mercy. She was used to the attacks, being the Princess. Someone was always seeking to end her life. If it wasn't her mother, it was somebody else. She attacked both of the soldiers on her side, killing them, by decapitating one and by slashing the other one's guts out, then turned to see if Sub-Zero needed assistance in killing the others.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero was having no issues, his skilled fists taking out foot soldier after foot soldier, the Tarkatans falling to his feet one by one. One's head was separated from his body, and one had a hole through his chest. The third was the last one fighting him, and it stopped in its tracks. He gave the Lin Kuei warrior a look and he advanced in a sprint, his blades extended out of his arms. Immediately, though, he was frozen solid as well, and with a mighty punch, was shattered to pieces. Then, he looked over to Kitana, and saw Baraka raise an arm, blade extended. With split second reaction time, he shot an ice ball at the general, freezing the man who would have killed the princess.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana watched in awe as Sub-Zero took care of the rest of the Tarkatans. He was an excellent fighter. A moment too late, Kitana spotted Baraka, right in range of striking her heart. Sub-Zero froze him with an ice ball. She was shivering in fear after it happened. She watched to see what he would do next. Inside her heart was hammering. That was way too close. She'd almost died. This was scary. She went into shock. She was unaware of everything. Kitana fell to her knees, shaking uncontrollably.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero slowly lowered his arms as the Tarkatan failed to move after he was frozen. This pleased the Lin Kuei warrior to no end, but understandibly it also scared the Princess like nothing else. He quickly was at her side, making sure that she had no serious wounds before looking into her eyes gently. Are you alright, Princess? She looked pretty badly shaken up, but otherwise okay. Kitana had been through worse, she could easily handle this.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana could barely hear anything. The shock was still present. She couldn't relax at all. She tried and failed to find her voice, feeling Sub-Zero near. I'm...just...um. Can you give me a few minutes? She'd never been this close to death. It simply didn't happen. When did she ever let her guard down? She began to question herself, and every thing that was about fighting or related to fighting.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero nodded quickly at her request, standing and deciding to take a look around. He left the frozen Baraka there to...vent her anger, if she needed it, and went to look around the cabin, entering it. She must have barely woken up, meaning the Tarkatans were likely trying to get her while she was asleep, and something likely held them up. He could see the unmade bed and looked around a bit more, studying the place for his own amusement.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana looked up, seeing he'd left her to try and mentally get past this. She absently noticed Baraka there, frozen in her rescuer's ice spell. He had a shocked look on his face. She rose to her feet, and come to stand in front of the fighter who'd almost taken her life. Anger welled up inside her. Her fists clenched. She felt the absence of her bladed fans. Kitana retrieved them, and without hesitation sliced his form into innumerable pieces of ice. She sighed, somewhat content. She slowly walked inside the cabin. Sub-Zero, why were you here? She asked him, curious. Not that I'm not thankful for your presence. She needed to be sure he wasn't on their side.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero heard her voice behind him and turned, knowing that she must think of him as a sort of double agent. He could see the thoughts in her head, and k ew that she was only making sure that he wasn't with them. As such, he told her the truth of his actions and purpose on this mountain. I use this mountain to train in Outworld's climate and atmosphere. This happens to go from the lowest altitude to the highest. Perfect for training. He gives a smile, which is concealed by his mask outside of the crinkling of his eyes.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana listened to his explanation, believing him. It made sense. It was similar to the reason why she was here. She invited him to sit on the couch. Can we talk for awhile? She asked Sub-Zero, not really wanting to be alone after what happened. She sat down, hoping he'd stay for a bit. Kitana felt calmer just by him being there. She was extremely grateful that he'd saved her. Perhaps she could think of a way to repay him. What would he want, though? She wondered curiously.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero nodded his head, curious if he was to expect a reward for saving the princess of a world, more or less. He wasn't greedy, and would humbly accept the fact if he didn't receive such a gift, but, deep down, he knew what he wanted, what he needed from a woman such as her. The only problem was if she would offer, as it wasn't simply something he could just toss out into the wind. He sat on the couch next to her, thinking carefully about what to say before he spoke. So, Princess...what should we discuss?
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana watched Sub-Zero nodding, wondering what was going on in his mind. She couldn't think of anything to say. When he finally sat down, she found herself looking him up and down, staring. She admired his strength. He'd taken care of the Tarkatans so easily. She wondered if he'd allow her to train with him. Kitana thought for a few minutes, when suddenly she found her gaze fixed on the apex of his strong looking legs. It wasn't something she'd thought about before, at least not where Sub-Zero was concerned. Kitana tried to imagine being his lover...his slave, even. Both...would he even want that as payment? She decided she'd ask about him training her first. How do you feel about helping me become a stronger fighter? She asked curiously, crossing her legs, and placing her hands on her knee.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero could feel the gaze and disregarded it as a woman's eyes wandering. He couldn't read her thoughts, but he could certainly guess that she was thinking of his size, and if he were to be honest, he was long and thick. He had taken many a woman in his younger days whilst drunk and they were all impressed, so he supposed that the princess would be the same. At her question of training, he thought for a bit before looking toward her. I can only train you in hand to hand combat. I have no clue how to use your bladed fans.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana heard what he said, and smiled. I'd like the hand to hand combat, she said. Her heart fluttered and her cheeks were flushed as she thought of what she wanted to ask next...or offer rather. She hated thinking he might reject her. There was a 5050 chance. She slowed spoke to him. Sub-Zero, she said quietly, grabbing his hand, in a firm grip so he couldn't pull away. I thank you for saving my life. It means a lot to me. I wanted to know, if along with the training...I wondered if I could be your slave...and you would be my Master. I would do anything you ask...all the time, any time.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Suddenly, the ninja felt his hand get pulled into Kitana's grasp, his eyes looking toward her as she made her offer to him. He felt himself get hard as she spoke of being his slave and felt a smile creep onto his face despite himself. Sub Zero could also feel his heatbeat speed up as he thought of her, naked and on her knees, waiting for an order that he gave her. As that thought seeped in, making him fully hard within seconds as a bulge was visibly formed, he smiled and nodded at her offer, his other hand clasping hers in a sort of handshake. Alright, Kitana, but are you sure you wanna do this?
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Kitana waited for him to respond, his hand in hers making her feel warm all over. She hoped he'd say yes. It had been too long since she'd had satisfaction from a man. She'd often wondered how it would be between them, compatibility-wise. Now the offer was there, hanging in the air between them. He smiled and nodded. Her heart raced double-time. She squeezed his hand gently. Yes, Sub-Zero. I'm as sure as your suit is blue. She looked up into his eyes, wanting to remove his mask. Kitana took off her mask, and smiled at him. What first? She asked, excited for what was going to happen.
Thread: "A Slave For Sub-Zero"-bluedragonitess87Xilaughatmyself

Sub Zero smiled wide at her enthusiasm, his cock growing much harder at the sight of her beautiful face and his heart quickening when she asked what to do first. Being that he was her master, he turned a bit so she could see the bulge in his tight clothing, and licked his lips before taking his own mask off, smiling toward her. Well...first you can get rid of your clothes. Except the boots.