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Thread: The Ambrose Family: An Incestous Tale

Name Eric Ambrose Time 451 Location Sherie's Bedroom Target Sherie Eric watched Sherie as she closed the door, window, before turning her music off and finally her webcam. His eyes followed her around the room, it took a trained eye to watch her do these simple things but appreciate how her body moved, he listened to her talk about her photo in college and he had to laugh. Oh yeah dad might have blown a gasket or two. he said shaking his head, as she sat on the end of her bed and looked at him it took no amount of thinking to know what she was waiting for. He approached her and when he reached her he smiled, he ran a hand up her thighs before grabbing her and lifting her up so get on the bed he settled her in the middle, he laid her down as he slowly began to trail kisses along her neck as his other hand ran across her flat stomach. She was quite something and Eric enjoyed taking things slow most of the time unless he was in a different mood, he moved his second hand up to her breasts squeezing and teasing them through the fabric of her top. I bet you'd enjoy being watched. he said smiling down at her as he looked into her eyes, I enjoy the faces you make and I'm sure they would as well. he continued as his hands began to tease and play with her like she was an instrument he knew to play all to well. A rather deviant idea formed in his mind as he continued to tease her body but that would wait, forcing the thought to the back of his mind he focused on her, he kissed and gently nipped her skin along her neck before he moved on. He raised up a bit and smiled at her, How about you take those off for me. he suggested making no attempt to hide the growing bulge in his cargo shorts. He moved aside and waited to see what she would do now that he was giving her a bit of time to enjoy what she did to her elder sibling.
Thread: The Ambrose Family: An Incestous Tale

Name Sherie Ambrose Time 453 Location Sherie's Bedroom Target Eric Sherie watched as Eric walked towards her and she shook her head slightly, sending her hair back over her shoulders. She didn't take her eyes from his as his hand moved up her thigh, and when he picked her up she wrapped her legs around him, squeezing slightly to hold on. She draped her arms over his shoulders, and then let them fall back and rest over her head as he placed her in the middle of her bed. She turned her head to the side as Eric began kissing her neck, certain that he could feel her quickened pulse with his lips. Her eyes drifted almost closed and she slowly became lost in herself. Her breath came heavy and erratic. Her breasts heaved with each audible breath she took as her nipples began to harden and stand, poking slightly through her shirt, as each of her breasts longed for her brother's attention. She groaned as his hands wrapped around the firm flesh, pulling and squeezing. I bet you'd enjoy being watched, he'd said and Sherie looked at him. She didn't reply, but it was true that Sherie loved attention and cameras. Would she ever actually film herself having sex, though? She didn't think that even a middle child could pull something like that off without massive backlash. No, she didn't need that fame, and not yet, anyway. I enjoy the faces you make and I'm sure they would as well. He was smiling at her, so she smiled back. Don't make fun of me, she said, her voice small and meek as she flushed pink with embarrassment. I...oh, she said as he began to kiss her on the neck again. Never mind, she whispered as her eyes closed again. After a few more seconds of kisses, he pulled away, saying, How about you take those off for me. Sherie smiled and rolled her eyes slightly as she slid off of her bed. Facing away from Eric, she pulled her shirt up and over her head. She dropped it to the floor and slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her shorts, sliding them down slowly, revealing a red thong before she bent forward at the waist and pulled her shorts to her knees. She swung her head, sending her hair over her shoulder as she turned her upper body to the side and bent over, easing the shorts to the floor. She cut her eyes towards Eric before turning back towards him, completely naked except for her thong. She was certainly something to behold. Hard, firm, and tight seemed to describe her body. She didn't say anything as she lay back on the bed, slid up next to him, and pulled his body into hers, kissing him. She moved one of her legs over his side, resting it on his hip. Her body burned and ached with emptiness deep in her most intimate being. It was something that five minutes ago she didn't even know that she wanted. She desired nothing more, now, than for that emptiness to be filled.
Thread: The Ambrose Family: An Incestous Tale

Name Eric Ambrose Time 455 Location Sherie's Bedroom Target Sherie It was a nice bit of show she put on for him and Eric couldn't take his eyes off her as she stripped out of her clothes, he watched her enjoying the sight of her ass accented perfectly by her red thong. He watched as she approached her breasts moving seductively with each step, he watched and smiled at her as she slid back into her bed beside him, her lips met his as they kissed her leg coming up to rest on his hip. His hands began to move them one coming to squeeze her perfect breasts with a lovers intensity as he ran the other down to the waist band of her thong as he moved it down a little. He rolled them so she was on her back once again as he broke the kiss, a wicked grin spread across his face as he began to kiss her neck then down to the valley between her breasts then around the swell of each before latching onto first one nipple giving it a gentle bite before repeating the process on other other. He didn't spend long at her breasts as he kissed and nipped his way down her flat stomach to just where her thong covered her slit. With a practiced ease he lifted her rear up and began to remove her thong, instead of just pulling it off he left her legs up in the air which gave him the perfect view of her firm rear, he often heard the expression of someone telling another to kiss their ass though around here it was often followed with 'Where?'. He kissed and bit her rear cheeks before finishing with her thong smiling as he examined the article of clothing, Heh, I bet you were hoping one of your brothers would show up to toy with you. he said as he tossed the article of clothing onto the floor. Now she was bare before his eyes and he could only grin as he kissed his way up her legs and when he reached her thighs he kept it up, however upon reaching her slit he teasingly planted kisses around it not touching her glistening petals just yet as he continued to tease her his hands running over her breasts and toned stomach.
Thread: The Ambrose Family: An Incestous Tale

Name Annabelle Ambrose Time 502 Location Master Bedroom Target Taylor Ambrose I whimper softly biting my lip as Mommy, shivering as I feel her flip my skirt up and her fingers touch my bare ass cheeks. Three I answer a split second before the bite of the spanking hits my mind. My god...Mommy just spanked me! I think and move to stand and turn. But she is already pressing down on my shoulders and hissing I need to respect her. I whimper a yes Mommy to acknowledge I will not move. The next three slaps to my ass are hard and shocking, causing me to whimper with each. I am not sure if it is in pain or shock or happiness at knowing I have gotten Mommy to pay this much attention and care. Gripping the bed spread as I receive the blows, but not moving so that Mommy knows I obey. My eyes go wide feeling the tugs on my panties. I feel the air on my most private intimacy as suddenly Mommy has taken away the thin fabric covering. My mind reels trying to understand why she would do that. I feel so small and vulnerable suddenly, desperate for touch and comfort and assurance. Mommy? I ask in trembling voice as I feel warm breathing washing over my newly exposed sex. My heart aches and goes warm as Mommy leans in, the scent of her shampoo close to me as I can smell her hair as it shrouds aroundour faces. Mine is whispered into my ear and I shiver on the intake of my breath, closing my eyes and biting my lip. Yes Mommy. Please, let me be yours.
Thread: looking for a partner (1x1)

Bump. Still looking. Also now her friend can have an influence on her, changing the outcome of the rp.
Thread: Minding Me(Avengers)-Moon/Krys

Krystal looked at the screen eyes concerned. So Loki's back? Hmm. We should talk to Thor. I'm sure he had a hand in this. She said, Bruce and Clint nodding in agreement. She watched the screen, almost disbelief in her eyes. I could shift into this Domingo guy and convince him to come to the tower with us. JJ offered, holding onto tony tightly. While he knew the man was mostly stable when it came to the godling, he still had issues. Krystal held unto to Clint with her free arm, the other was around Steve's waist. It was still so weird for her to be shorter than him, even though he had had the serum for almost 70 years now. She still mourned Bucky as well, even if something inside her told her they'd see him soon. Clint watched the screen, eyes trained on Loki. He looks so fragile. That's scary in itself. Clint muttered, eyes still trained on the screen. He was trying to get it through his head that that was Loki. The man that had so brutally took over his mind and made him do things he still couldn't shake the guilt of. He looked to coulson. Coulson, do you think that if JJ did that it would help the situation? He was uteerely a mess. His lover was back from the dead, and his once master was back as well. This was a little to much for the man to handle, and he leaned into Krystal. He found that for some reason just being near her eased the pain in his head from all this information being thrown at him. Bruce was next to observe Loki, or rather, his eyes were trained on him. Hard to believe that's the same guy I smashed into the penthouse at the tower. He mused, chuckling a little to himself, remembering the wheeze that had escaped his mouth after. Inside his head, hulk chuckled as well. Do I get to smash him again? Hulk asked inside the genius scientist's head and he answered. Not this time, big green. Maybe if he misbehaves. He looked to Krystal for a moment, remembering their last session. She had been teaching him ancient moonian personality repression meditation. It was something she was taught on the off chance her sister was murdered. He'll need therapy, Krys. Its possible the all father wiped his memories. He said, and Krystal simply nodded. She knew that was obvious. Meanwhile, Thor was on Asgard, feeling weary and missing his friends. The nine realms were now all at peace, he found he really didn't have much joy in Asgard anymore. Not when he brother was alone on midgard. He went to the only place he found comfort since his mother had been murdered. To see heimdal. He knew everything. How are my friends, gate keeper? He asked, looking at the man curiously. He really wished to be with them.
Thread: Minding Me(Avengers)-Moon/Krys

Steve nodded. i'm sure he did. he agreed. i'm sure he had a good reason for it... he admitted as he stared at the Loki on the screen. it was so weird to see him like that. That wouldn't be a good idea. Fury admitted to JJ, shaking his head. We tried that already, he can tell when a person is Domingo or not. He saw straight through my illusions. Coulson admitted. i don't know if it was physical cues or if Loki was unconsciously accessing his magic, but he will know as soon as you walk in that door that your not Domingo. plus, we want him to trust us. tricking him into the Tower wouldn't be a good start. Natasha stated, waving her hand almost dismissively. it was a hand gesture she used when she was thinking very hard about something. ...he does look Fragile.. he admitted, glancing at Krystal. she knew him well enough to know what that look meant. it meant that Steve wanted to help someone. maybe they could reform Loki. Coulson reached over and took Clint's hand, offering his lover some comfort. as much as he dared while in front of Fury. not that Fury didn't know they where dating, but it was best not to flaunt it. wiped his memories? Steve asked, looking surprised, his head tilted as he considered Loki. you mean that they made him forget everything on purpose? why? to give him a second chance. Natasha mused. it makes sense. we don't punish people who have amnesia. perhaps this is their version of rehabilitation. wipe the memories, send him to live with the people he wanted to hate, hope it teaches him compassion or whatever. she muttered, her head tilted. well... time to get to it. she decided, turning on her heal and leaving the rom, only to appear in the video feet, Lok jerking to attention, eyes narrowed, tense, ready for battle, ready to fight. Alexandyr, was it? she asked him. my name is Natasha Romanoff. she introduced, Loki's eyes narrowing. why should i care?! he demanded, the room snickering. You should care. since i'm going to be one of your watchers for the foreseeable future. and one of the people who knew you before Domingo. that made Loki pause, his head cocked to the side as he examined her. Don't listen to her Xan! she's a filthy cop, they always tell lies! she doesn't know shit about you! ...she's not lying. Loki stated softly, the room stilling. apparently Loki still retained the ability to tell when a person was lying. it was a part of his innate magic. he just knew, and apparently his 'lie detection skills' was well known to the room. Heimdall turned to face Thor, his head tilting in a slight greeting. Greetings Odinson. Heimdall turned back to the great beyond, really it just looked like he was looking off into nothing. Your friends have all gathered in the Shield Headquarters. they have discovered Loki's existence. he explained to Thor. apparently, he has become a member of a Harem for a very bad man. he doubts the Avengers and will try to escape them. Heimdall admitted. but he is fascinated by the as well... aside from this, they are all healthy and happy. there has been no major disturbances to their lives since Phil Coulson's return.
Thread: Minding Me(Avengers)-Moon/Krys

Krystal nodded. When we get back to the tower I will contact him. She said, knowing the thunder god could use a vacation from his home world. While she knew he loved it, she also knew his deeper secrets, like that of his love for his brother. It was deeper than brotherly. JJ nodded. Alright then uncle Phil. He said looking to coulson it was no secret that agent could son had always treated Krystal like his daughter, though no one aside from them knew the reason. Her father had been the high fae prince of the dark court, and had been friends with Phil, though his name had been rath roiben rye then. She had never called him that in this time though. Saying a Faye's full name could allow you to control them. She had never wanted to do that. Phil was like a second father to her. She kissed Steve's head. We'll help him, Stevie. She soothed, knowing exactly what he was thinking. The good captain had never been very good at hiding his emotions. Krystal was next to step into the room, smiling lightly at Loki. Hello alexandyr. I'm krystal. Its nice to meet you. She said in that same sweet tone she used when her son was upset, smiling at the godling. I've known you all your life, frosty. She said, purposefully using the nickname she had given him when they were children playing on the moon. It could be upwards of 110 degrees outside, and he'd still be an IceCube. She knew that feeling for sure. Do you think you can trust me, Alex? I mean you no harm, and I'm not a cop. Never was. I am, however a dentist. She joked a little scanning the other people in the room, hoping that some shred of him even if it were just his magic, would recognize her. Clint watched closely still, worried for both Natasha and Krystal as the walked in to see Loki. The idea of being that close to that man made him remember the nightmares of how Loki used to abuse him sexually under the thrall. He hadn't minded at the time, having only wanted to please his boss, quit now it made chills go up his spine. He squeesed coulson's hand and nodded at Natasha's deduction. Yes, that does make sense. Once he has learned people are valuable his memories would return, perhaps? He said, and Bruce just nodded. It was a possible theory, but they wouldn't know for sure without actually talking to either Thor or the all father himself. That wouldn't exactly work, because Krystal was the only one capable of getting there. Thor nodded. That is good. He said, knowing his brother well enough that if he wanted to disappear, he would. Even without his memories, Loki would be able to leave. He was quite stealth like that. I wish there was a way I could tell Krystal to talk to him. She has quite a way with him. Even possessed by the tesseract he would talk to her as a person. He admitted, tryly just wishing again to be with his friends. While he loved sif and the warriors three, he missed midgard. He particularly missed Krystal, having know her the longest.
Thread: Minding Me(Avengers)-Moon/Krys

Steve nodded. perhaps he'll stop sulking if he sees his brother. he agreed with a smile. he hadn't seen it until Krystal had pointed it out, but it made sense now that Thor loved Loki in more than a platonic way. Phil could only smile when she called him uncle. he had loved her like a daughter for most of her life. the second he'd laid eyes on her and been named Godfather he had loved her like the child he'd never been able to have. his name, Wrath Robin was not his Full Name. but when used by someone who knew intimate details of his life and person and soul, like Krystal, to make him do as she bit. he was glad she had never used his name. the fact that he had trusted her with even half of his True Name was speaking of deep and unfathomable trust. it's alright Clint. Phil murmured, bending his head and kissing his lovers neck. i shan't let him have you again. he won't have the chance. i wil place special magics upon you tonight so he cannot even try. he promised. Loki stared at her, suspiciously calm as he examined her. i don't know you and you are an Enemy of my Master, Domingo Montoya. Loki stated as soon as he realized they where trying to manipulate him, even if they where telling the truth. He is the one who took me in after i found myself naked and hungry on the streets. diry and sore and sick. He is the one who gave me food, and life, and purpose. Loki lifted his head, as proud as ever. Domingo Montoya is my Master, and he will come for me, and all of you will burn and bleed for keeping me, us! from him! Loki hissed before turning his head away from them. part of him did recognize her, but his loyalty to Domingo was deep and beyond such things as logic. ...well... that didn't work. Natasha sighed. ... we might have to take him by force. she admitted, studying Loki who scoffed. i will wait here for My Master. he will come for me. Loki stated with a sniff. Heimdal smiled a little. she is already working with him. he i a stubborn brat still and has denied her. i am sure things will work out. he admitted. the Allfather has given you leave to go. Heimdall admitted. you should leave. go and be with your friends on Midgard. you miss-them, you are pining, everyone can see it. go on, see if you cannot bring some humanity into Loki. Thor wouldn't know the answer to the question though, because the All father had not told Thor which spell he'd used. Loki would never remember his past life until he had felt as much joy and love as he had caused pain and misery. Loki would not remember until he had a life worth living with people willing and able to help him through the guilt and agony and shame. not only over what he'd tried to do on Midgard... but also the pain that Loki had suffered at the hands of Asgard and it's people. Loki thought he loved Domingo, and maybe he did. but Domingo did not love him back. Loki was just too naive to know it.
Thread: Minding Me(Avengers)-Moon/Krys

I'm sure he will. Though I do not think it will make much difference to Loki. He can not remember himself. She said wisely before she smiled at Phil and JJ. She was glad he had survived. It was painful to have to keep watching people she loved die, especially someone like Phil or Bucky. She knew that he had never given her his full name, but she didn't mind. She would never use it unless of dier emergency. She loved and respected him to much to ever make him submit to her in anyway. That was not the kind of person she was. She'd rather die than control someone by force like that. Clint shuddred as Phil kissed his neck, and he leaned into the old fae prince. O-okay. I trust you, Phil. He said, studdering a little simply from embarrassment. Krystal smiled a little. I am not an enemy of him, Alexandyr. I do not wish to fight him or any other if I can avoid it. I am sure he did, and that is good, I will thank him for that. She said in that soothing tone, knowing he knew she was indirectly manipulating him. If he had his memories he probably would have jumped in her arms. Even under the tesseract's power, he still loved her. Not in the sense of Steve or bucky, more like Clint, who saw her like the sister he had never had. She smiled at him again. Why don't you let me help you alexandyr? We'll have great fun, pull pranks and make mischief. She said, knowing even without his memories, Loki would be intruiged by that possibility. She smirked a little. I promise it'll be lots of fun, and theyr'll be white chocolate. She said, her smirkish grin widening. Krystal looked at him, hope in her glacial blue eyes. I am your friend, alexandyr. Nothing could change that. Please, trust me? I really mean no harm. She finished, her eyes sad yet hopeful as she looked into his emerald ones. Thor's expression brightened. That is good. Can you open a portal for me? He asked, smiling lightly. He was ready to return. While he loves Asgard, he missed midgard. The place was full of fascinating people, animals, and foods. He had missed his pop tarts, all his friends, and his brother, whom he loves very deeply. For Thor, he wasn't just his brother. He was an amazing and sweet person, and very fragile. He wanted to protect his brother.