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Thread: The Chain of Command [King James x caliente]

He should have learned by now that anytime he wanted something of Sam all he had to do was challenge her, try to show doubt in her abilities to give her the opportunity to prove him wrong. So was the case in his cock sucking stripping challenge to her. He watched intently as she would let all but tip free from her mouth as she shimmied out of each piece of clothing, slowly but surely stripping each article off. He was surprised when she found trouble with her skirt and suddenly took his entire length back in, his eyes rolling back again before setting down on her own beautiful orbs and her free tits. When she raised that eyebrow he gave her a smirk. Perfect. This should be your new work uniform. He taunted as his hands settled on either side of her head, holding her steady. And heres your reward. He said before thrusting I TK her mouth forcibly, his cock filling her mouth and pushing at the entrance to her throat without hesitation as he used her mouth relentlessly, causing her tits to bounce wildly. Finally, after fucking her mouth for a solid three minutes he withdrew his cock from her lips. Still think you can handle me? Your mouth has passed the test, but I still wonder about that pussy. And that ass, well have to test that out too, wont we?
Thread: The Chain of Command [King James x caliente]

Sam -knew- her pride and her stubbornness were her greatest strength... and her greatest weakness. He knew it too. Heck... he was the same. You cannot do this or that was bound to cause either of them to just do it. When he held her head and just so sunk himself into her mouth there was no way she could have mustered a cocky reply to his taunt. He caught her off guard, gagging her on his cock. The impact making her eyes water. For a few precious seconds she struggled around him, choking and gagging, wasting precious moments in a futile albeit sweet attempt to resist, before she accepted his assault. She relaxed, her eyes still watering, giving in to his ruthless plundering of her mouth. A fierce desire consumed her, she started to moan around him, her throat constricting from time to time when anothet relentless thrust triggered her gag reflex again, each of his motions causing a fire to burn between her legs. When he stopped she needed a few moments to catch her breath, shuddering, greedily sucking in air. So cocky! We'll see if you are... ahem... capable of such... draining assessments! she teased back. Confident. Cocky herself. The wild, throbbing desire making her bold. The day I cannot handle one of your... challengrs has yet to come... and today is not that day! she dared him.
Thread: The Chain of Command [King James x caliente]

She took his challenge in stride even as she gasped for air once hed released her from his cock. He had been a bit rough with her, a bit ruthless, and that would only continue as the night went on. Ill believe it when you withstand the night. Im not betting against you, but Im certainly not going to believe it until I see it. Without anymore notice he pulled her to her feet before spinning her around and pushing her down against the couch so she was bent over. Her perfect ass jut out towards him and her pussy lips shimmered in the lighting of the hotel suite. I really do hope youre ready for this, Sam. He said before bringing his cock to her dropping slit, running the head up and down along it to spread her juices. Suddenly, he pushed his cock inside of her, inch by inch stretching her perfect pink pussy until his hips met her ass, his hands holding her steady. Jesus fuck, woman...youre so fucking tight.
Thread: The Chain of Command [King James x caliente]

Sam shot him a fierce look. I will not believe it until I see it. She felt a familiar twinge of being annoyed. Heck, she always was when he went into I know it better mode. He -often- teased her like that. What -are- you capable of? Lazy ass, get working - those usually uttered in the middle of the night, after at least 6 hours of overtime. So while Sam knew without any doubt he was merely teasing, sometimes it did annoy the shit out of her. Usually she boxed his shoulder then. But not today.... she felt herself being forced to her feet as she spun her around, bending her over the couch. Brave ... she commented. You -are- aware girls have an advantage over guys, right? she moaned, when he closed in, his cock rubbing through her soaked slit, his head spreading the tears of desire her pussy was eagerly weeping all over her sex. Fffffuuuuuck... she gasped, the witty talk backs fading into the back of her head, her hips rising, a slender back arching deeply, changing the angle to allow him better access. W..we d...don't need as much time to recover... so let's.... she felt him enter in one single, slow, smooth stroke, each glorious inch throbbing and pulsing inside her tight passage. Oh my fucking god... she gasped in response to his exclamation about her tightness. Let's... aaaah.... see.... who's.... oooooooooooooooooooh... going to... going.... OH MY GOD YESSSSSSSSSSS, FUCK me!
Thread: The Chain of Command [King James x caliente]

Jason couldnt help but chuckle as the notion that women had an advantage due to quicker recovery after orgasm escaped Sams lips. She really was trying to withhold submission from him, but her mind was quick to be persuaded as she started screaming for him to fuck her after only inserting himself into her and holding his entire length inside. He gave her perfect ass a hard slap as he pulled his cock nearly entirely from her depths before pushing it back inside. Each thrust slowly grew in strength and power as his equal moaned and screamed in pure lust, his hands holding her hips and body in place. I knew youd give in, Sam. But I didnt know youd be moaning like a slut after one thrust. He taunted, punctuating his teasing with another hard smack on her ass. Mmm, this is almost too easy. You disappoint me, Sam he said as he yanked a handful of her hair, causing her back to arch as he challenged her, trying to rule her up.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

Watching from the house next door, Mikel watched the young girl emerge from her car. She was very attractive, and while they had interacted from time to time, nothing serious thus far. He knew the owner of that house, a crazy old bat that was always trying to breathe out of her eyelids or something. Personally, he felt it was more or less a way to justify to herself the high amount of Cannabis she inhaled and bought in little treats for her self. Thankfully the crazy lady was on her annual holiday to get stronger stuff in Thailand. Mikel sighed as he watched the young girl, Lily, he remembered her name was. She made his mouth water every time she was in view, and other parts of him rock hard. He knew he wanted her. The cat and mouse game had only begun, he knew. But in time, he also knew she would be his. The only question was how soon. And if he could survive the stalking of his prey. Sighing, he went downstairs and poured himself a cup of coffee, and realized he had an idea for the next stage of play with her. Picking up his sport coat , he made his way out the door and down to the street before making his way next door to knock on her door, coffee cup in hand.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

The sound of the knocking startled her upwards. Not realizing she had dosed off she knew it couldn't have been for very long. The outside sky now a mixture of oranges, reds, and yellows indicated the setting sun. Lily pushed herself up from off of the couch and ran one hand through her long chestnut hair. She made her way towards the front door, barely being able to make out the figure behind the frosted glass windows. Her bare feet patted gently against the smooth flooring, June had a placed heated tiling throughout the entire house stating it helped with her meditation. Who wants to sit on a cold floor? Lily couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her aunt's odd ways and life thinking. As she reached the door the man could now be made out. From his tall stature and attire Lily she knew right away it was her neighbor. Lily raised her eyebrows at the sight. Sure they had talked many times before, but it had always been outside in the driveway or at times chatting over the backyard fences. Never had she set foot on his turf or did he. Lily quickly looked down at her clothing. A plain black button up, fitted dark blue jeans, vans, and a gold name tag that read Lilian screamed at her. With a sigh she cursed under her breath and went for the doorknob. Mikel? she smiled lightly, I mean hi. she laughed. June isn't here. She left on Tuesday and won't be back for some time. June was famous for her homemade soaps and remedies, even the neighborhood men bought from her. Lily studied his handsome features as she often did. He was articulate and radiated charm and confidence. Every weekend she would see him leave his house, dressed to the nines and holding an equally beautiful women on his arm. Even her girlfriends who came over to hang out or study would began acting like high-school girls.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

pastel00 said The sound of the knocking startled her upwards. Not realizing she had dosed off she knew it couldn't have been for very long. The outside sky now a mixture of oranges, reds, and yellows indicated the setting sun. Lily pushed herself up from off of the couch and ran one hand through her long chestnut hair. She made her way towards the front door, barely being able to make out the figure behind the frosted glass windows. Her bare feet patted gently against the smooth flooring, June had a placed heated tiling throughout the entire house stating it helped with her meditation. Who wants to sit on a cold floor? Lily couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her aunt's odd ways and life thinking. As she reached the door the man could now be made out. From his tall stature and attire Lily she knew right away it was her neighbor. Lily raised her eyebrows at the sight. Sure they had talked many times before, but it had always been outside in the driveway or at times chatting over the backyard fences. Never had she set foot on his turf or did he. Lily quickly looked down at her clothing. A plain black button up, fitted dark blue jeans, vans, and a gold name tag that read Lilian screamed at her. With a sigh she cursed under her breath and went for the doorknob. Mikel? she smiled lightly, I mean hi. she laughed. June isn't here. She left on Tuesday and won't be back for some time. June was famous for her homemade soaps and remedies, even the neighborhood men bought from her. Lily studied his handsome features as she often did. He was articulate and radiated charm and confidence. Every weekend she would see him leave his house, dressed to the nines and holding an equally beautiful women on his arm. Even her girlfriends who came over to hang out or study would began acting like high-school girls. Click to expand... Mikel nodded at her response. Of course he knew, otherwise he'd not be here. It was no secret in the neighborhood that his ways didn't agree with the battle axe next door, nor did her ways agree with him. Such disorder as her lifestyle was was an anathema to a man as rigidly controlled and precise as himself. Everything he did was measured, and planned out, though not this one instance. Now while his approach was calculated, the idea to visit her unannounced was spur of the moment. Oh I know she's not, I wouldn't be here if she was. We both know what she thinks of me. And while this may sound like the oldest come on in the book, I actually did come to borrow some sugar and cream. I appear to have forgotten to go shopping before running out, he told her sheepishly. Of course he had plenty of both, it was just an excuse to come see her. His eyes sparkled as he was this close to her without a fence or car between them. This way he got to drink in her full beauty. Her clean feminine scent was impossible to miss this close, and his body trembled in response. He licked his lips slightly, and if she paid close enough attention, his desire for her would be evident. May I come in? he asked her gently.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

Lily laughed. She couldn't disagree with him on her aunt's harsh opinion on the man. It was something she didn't understand. He had always been polite and neighborly, at least with her. She didn't know the relationship that him and her aunt had prior before moving in. Lily couldn't imagine in being much different then how it was now. He never threw obscene parties until dawning hours, kept a tidy yard, and seemed to work his ass off. Pushing the door open wide enough for him to come through she smiled lightly, Sure, come on in she gave him a sided eyed glanced as he walked by with his mug in hand. With a gently push she closed the door behind them. Lily signaled him to fallow her through the living room and into a large modern kitchen. After offering him a seat at the high marble bar table she went into the pantry. I know she keeps sugar in here someone. Honey tends to be her only method of sweetening. she added with a chuckle before finding a small box of sugar packets. Walking over to him she handed them over, pausing slightly as his warm soft hand hovered against hers. She quickly made her way to the fridge and pulled out two different creamers, french vanilla and hazelnut. Here you go her tone was chipper as she rested against the opposite end of the bar. Her blouse hung loosely away from her chest, giving him an unintended view of her natural bust. Her long hair hung over one shoulder, the tips gently touching the bar as she leaned against her hands. Filling up his cup with the contents provided she couldn't help but admire his handsome features. She had never been this close to him before. His sweet yet masculine smell was intoxicating. So what is it that you do for a living? the question was sudden and lame but she hoped it was enough to have him stay. The outside lights flicked on automatically with the night.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

Mikel's eyes were inexorably drawn to the free look at her breasts. After all, he was a man, and she was a beautiful young woman he would one day make his own. This was a chance to talk to her at a little more length and get to know her, find weak spots to get inside her.. Inside her head... damn it all, Mikel get your mind out of her panties for a few minutes , he chided himself. Taking the french vanilla creamer, he put it in his coffee with the sugar and stirred it up to get the nice caramel color he liked his coffee to be. Thank you, by the way, he told her politely. Her scent filled his senses, that soft alluring scent only a young woman had. Nature's way of letting men know that the woman was capable of breeding. Since in ancient times, that was a matter of survival. Few understood that, or even knew it. But the desire to procreate was hard wired in all humans, some just chose to overlook it and not reproduce. While thus far, he had not created offspring, well so far as he knew anyways, he knew he would when he found the right woman to bear them. Would she be that one? Too early to tell, but he could certainly imagine her with her belly distended and full of his child. The ultimate way for a man to mark a woman as his own. Answering her question, he smiled at her, I am CEO of a thriving charter airline. Reaching into his wallet, he pulled out a business card that read Mikel Petr Resketh CEO, Chief Financial Officer Resketh Airways You're out here for school right? Which one? And what do you think of California? he asked. IT wasn't like he had no desire to know about her beyond the interest in her womb. After all, a relationship based on sex alone was not really a relationship. This was something he knew all too well.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

The Art Institute Lily paused to take a sip of her town beverage. Green tea with lemon and a hint of honey. I'm a fashion design student. She smiled lightly knowing that it didn't sound impressive to most. Her parents sure didn't think much of it. To her it was art and fed her passion. My dream is to move to Italy one day. Taking another sip of her tea she took the moment to study his expression. The cup clicked lightly against the dark marble as she placed it down, A CEO? That's pretty impressive.. Smooth Lillian. It was more than impressive, he seemed to be rather young though she didn't know his age. Finishing her tea and walked over to the sink behind her and quickly rinsed out the Buddha decorated mug. Lily turned back towards him, You must live an interesting life.. her hazel eyes traced down for a moment as she pushed her hair behind her ear. Her form of interesting was watching random Netflix documentaries and the occasional funny animal video binge. She was surprised that he was so willing to sit down and talk to her. His questions made her smile, as if he was really interested in getting to know her. June would say he was talking to her because she was a young vixen with perky tits. Lily had already convinced herself that wasn't the case.
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

An fashionista with dreams of moving to Italy? She was an interesting girl indeed. Before he could ask her more about it, she addressed his life. Shrugging he told her, It's far less interesting that you might think. A lot of meetings, though there are parties and galas to go to. It's actually why your aunt hates me, you know. She mistakes the escorts I hire to accompany me to these galas for women I am sleeping with. I think she would be shocked to know that the last woman I was with is nearly five years ago now. I don't just sleep with anyone. She has to mesmerize me, entice me, challenge my mind, and most of all make me laugh. Grinning at her he gave her a sly crossways look, Do you know anyone that could fit that description and perhaps be interested in applying? I would of course require a resume. Turning from his joking come on, he turned back to her conversation pieces. I think, he began with a warm smile, that so long as you are happy doing what you want to do, and have some skill at it, you should follow your dreams. Doing work that you love will make a person passionate about their work. At the end of the day, you feel good about it. Looking both ways as if making sure the coast was clear or listeners, he placed his hand up and whispered behind it to her, Plus, if you decide to trust me, I could probably arrange a trip to Italy if your passport is up to date..
Thread: Whatever It Takes (Procyonix x Pastel00)

Mikel had a good laugh at her comment about not loving being a CEO. She wasn't wrong, of course, but the simple way she put it made him laugh. And that was a good thing. She was more than a pretty face, and that was a plus for her. And for what he wanted from her ultimately, she would need to understand that his interest in her wasn't just skin deep. Otherwise, she would not last long with him. And she was too pretty to waste that chance. Shrugging, he told her simply, Being a CEO? Not particularly, no. I mean the money is nice and such, but I don't think anyone actually loves being a CEO. I do love flying, and since that's what my company does, I get to indulge my passion still. He was watching her as she spoke, not only to enjoy looking at her, but also to see her reactions to things. How much did she believe about him? How much was she willing to listen? Her blunt question was refreshing. Directness was a quality he admired in a person, it cut through the bullshit and was far more polite and efficient in his mind. Well there are, as there are in most things, a number of reasons. First, despite it sounding like your aunt is right about me, I would be lying if I denied that I find you attractive. But you also seem to be good company. And I am fascinated by artistic people. And to be completely honest, I find it a thrill to be able to show people places they want to go but would never be able to afford on their own. And I admire your bluntness by the way. In my world, directness is a virtue, he told her levelly. It wasn't emotionless or cold by any means, his interest in her was clearly evident. But it was still businesslike.
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

Ok... this is a difficult question. I think I will describe what I mean. Imagine you play the same scene with two different partners. The premises are exactly the same. The theme is the same. Even the character pics are the same. One roleplay completely gets you off. You LOVE it. You itch for your partner's responses and really, really, REALLY can't wait to get this play on! The other roleplay... even though you even move through the same motions, it simply does nothing for you. You feel guilty, and try to write up longer, better, more literate replies. Your partner REALLY gives everything, long, detailed replies, asking if your ok, if he should change something, etc.... but it doesnt work. Have you experienced this? And... what is the difference? What is the one thing you absolutely need in your rpfrom your rp partern, that takes your rp from Yeah Im having good fun to OMG THIS is REALLY good, can't get enough of it?
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

For me it's probably a matter of character, but that's something that I could say of all the fiction I engage with, be it a comic book or a movie. And it's not a thing to be dealt in absolutes, of course I enjoy plot, action, pacing, comedy, visuals where applicable, but I've found that good characters make me enjoy a good fiction more, and even forgive the shortcomings of lesser ones.
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

The partner matters a lot. I have some partners that make me eager to reply because we have a connection, but some i only know peripherally so i don't feel as inclined to immediately post back A friendship out of character really helps to make it more enjoyable because its all about communication
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

Being compatible for storycharacters, and more intimate scenes, is indeed a thing.
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

My writing partner is the biggest factor in making a scene pop and sizzle, whether its a sex scene or not. After that, theres the emotional investment in the characters themselves - the more I care about them, the better the scenes tend to be.
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

Both the partners and the characters for me. I need to mesh OoC with a person to remain engaged with the story and care about giving it my best effort. When I do have that 'on the same wavelength' chemistry, it seems to flow through to the ease of our characters working off each other and the natural dynamic between them, no matter the context of their relationship in the plot, or the theme, In story, it's three-dimensional characters who I can become invested in and care about. Ones with their own goals and motivations that each drive the plot rather than one or both simply existing as props to serve the plot or other characters motives. Give me rounded individuals with vibrant personalities who feel authentic, and are fun and unpredictable to write opposite of, and that's the sizzle and what makes or breaks the continued 'itch' for me. Left alone they can tell their own story, with just the occasional nudge from the writers.
Thread: What is the spice of your rp?

OOC collaboration, thoughtfulnessmindfulness, clear and concise communication, a willingness to discuss beyond the obvious of the current writing situation. I've used some generic charactersscenarios just so I could write on various websites here and there. It really comes down to how well I mesh with the person I'm writing with.