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Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

The blonde let the hint of a smirk touch her lips at Kerrigans warning, even as her mind reeled with the talk of how Korhal had fallen into disarray following Mengsks death. It was perhaps expected, but the influx of information to process since the Queen of Blades arrival had still proven to be enough for Nova to remain off her guard to the point of displaying cracks in her often icy exterior. She was angry, distraught, yet did her best to control these emotions from ruling her actions. The Ghost fully intended on carrying out with her threat, but needed to maintain a cooler head and continue to access her situation. She would carry on in adjusting to this knowledge of how everything she fought for was in near shambles as her cool glare focused upon the now approaching Kerrigan the Ghostss gaze catching wind of that furrow in her brow, which actually caught the woman a touch by surprise. Her body tensed when Kerrigan closed the gap between them, as her breath became stuck in her throat for a few seconds when that sharp claw moved beneath her chin to force her head to tilt upward. The blonde showed perhaps the faintest hints of concern for her own being as she otherwise stared up into the Queen of Blades eyes and dared not react otherwise even when she felt the sharp prickle of Kerrigans claw breaking the skin beneath her chin. Giving a feint snarl of her lips at realizing the other woman wouldnt answer any of her questions for now, the Ghost let out a light huff at her capturers own line of questions, as she stated rather plainly, Nova. Nova Terra. She saw little need for concealing her name outside of childish needs for one upping Kerrigan on refusals to answer a line of questioning. As she looked up into the womans eyes, however, she did find herself a smidgen unsettled over the previously masked smirk which had made itself known on her features. Unsettled, but also increasingly bothered over how much control the Queen of Blade had over their situation, following Novas own failed assassination attempt and the death of Mengsk. It was with this in mind that the Ghost did let slip that control over her emotions as she gazed into Kerrigans eyes and noted to her, You may have killed Mengsk and threw our forces into disarray, but it did come at a price, didnt it? Perhaps it was foolish of her to draw further attention toward how Jim Raynor had lost his life during this latest conflict especially since she was at least partially responsible due to capturing the rebel leader but it was her only possible means of recourse as she kept her steely blue eyes locked upon Kerrigans own exotically hued set. Years of training had left Nova with the believe that she was prepared to deal with anything the other woman and her Swarm may have in mind for her, as her fingers curled into tight fists before adding in bitter defiance, Theres little you can do which I havent been mentally prepared for during my training and years of service.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

The way her sharp nails danced along her neck would continue to keep Nova on edge as she gazed upward at her captor as she spoke of challenging the Ghosts claim of being prepared for the worst. The blonde felt she had little to worry about in that regard, as she always anticipated the likelihood of falling into enemy hands and meeting a horrifying end especially if the enemy in question happened to be the Zerg. At the same time, however, there was certainly something about the way Kerrigan spoke and teased those nails along her flesh which made the woman feel a sense of uneasiness despite those years of preparation. The woman let out a surprised grunt as the tendrils curled around the prisoners wrists snapped her upward her limbs almost immediately testing the restraints with a few struggling motions which showed little progress in slipping free enough to get a hand around the Queen of Blades own throat. Her squirming came to a halt, however, as the fleshy vine came upward from the solid ground and wavered in place for the time being. Nova tried to maintain a cool exterior, but those blonde eyes of hers showed feint hints of uncertainty as they studied the tendril, before snapping back to Kerrigan as the other woman moved in uncomfortably close. W-What are you She started to question as a rare display of showing cracks in her cool exterior began to creep up her head trying to pull away slightly, yet restrained in how much she could slip away due to the restraints. The hints of a purr within Kerrigans voice wasnt lost on the blonde, as she then watched while the swarm leader laid a hand on her shoulder. Aside from her weapons and other essential components for her gear, Novas suit had remained entirely intact at this point, but this would no longer prove to be the case as Kerrigan started to rip through the durable fabric with ease. Feeling a sense of vulnerability begin to creep its way into her very core, the Ghost responded while attempting to ignore the fresh feel of air brushing along that exposed strip of skin which stretched from shoulder to the beginning curves of her breast, Im made of firmer stuff than you give me credit for, your highness. The sarcastic tone in addressing Kerrigans hierarchy within the swarm was given a touch of emphasis in her tone, but the uncertainty on where this was going had shown hints of itself within the blondes eyes and the way her breathing had begun to quicken ever so slightly. With how close they currently were to each other, it was near impossible for Novas own senses to take in the scent of the other woman, as she continued to feel an uneasiness about where this was heading. She assumed the hints of intimacy were an attempt at head games from Kerrigan and, while normally the Ghost had felt prepared for that possibility when dealing with enemy forces, she perhaps foolishly always thought it to be the less fairer of sex that would deal out such attentions to their prisoners. This, combined with the not quite human nature of Kerrigan, had begun to nudge the blonde increasingly out of her comfort zone.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

There was no denying that there was something desirable about this woman, this terran who had been so foolish to attempt something almost impossible. It was the boldness, or the fire that burned still and spoke of defiance and the presence of an iron will and it was exactly for that reason that Kerrigan wished to, at the very least, dim the flames. The Queen of Blades never eschewed the notion that she was a vengeful creature. In fact, her decisions now had foundations built atop the very idea of vengeance. So there was absolutely no denying that more than a part of her wished to take this opportunity to slake her thirst for more than her twisted retribution. I'd hope so, was Kerrigan's simple response having no intention of being coy or shy about her motives, and indeed found the thought of it somewhat of a bore, she continued to rip a jagged stripe right through the fabric around the woman's shoulder blade. Dragging her claws down Nova's ribs and relishing the familiar feel of bones in their familiar places, Kerrigan once more took in the other's scent with no amount of hesitation. Her voice was still a warm delicacy as she brought her other hand down against the blonde's hip. If there's one thing I don't miss, it's how pliant we are - were. Kerrigan shifted so that she was now eye level with her prisoner, her razor tipped digits picking away at the usually sturdy material around the woman's waist with ease. It would be such a shame if you broke so quickly. The strange yet telling tendril curled itself around Nova's leg, the very tip of it barely brushing the woman's thigh, sliding and nuzzling itself against the blonde's inner thigh though it never dared to venture too close - perhaps tortuously so. With the woman's wrists locked high above their heads, Nova's feet could only barely touch the ground, held in place for Kerrigan to drink in any expression that might come to pass. However, whilst the Queen of Blades enjoyed such games of subtlety from time to time, that time was not now. This, she said as she ripped away the now loose material, is an annoyance. Creating a messy, narrow gap in the fabric between top and bottom, it made the suit look like a crude two piece and without another word, Kerrigan's claws, having finished their task, dragged their way across the other's waist before gripping the woman's hips with both hands and drew Nova closer, crushing their breasts together despite the threat of the sharp carapace lining the Swarm Queen's sternum. Her knee pressed between Nova's legs, pushing them apart as the tendril continued its teasing ministrations. The corners of her mouth curled into a crude smirk before Kerrigan darted forward that meager distance to capture Nova's lips into a crushing kiss. She licked, nibbled and pulled at the blonde's lower lip roughly, throwing away all possibility of being gentle as her claws too dug into the woman's hip bones. Her tongue probed and pushed, much like the zerg were wont to do, laying claim to the Ghost as she all but forced her captive into a sloppy lip lock.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

Kerrigan did not pursue the woman as she was finally able to remove herself from the Queen's ravishing. Her lips shone with moisture, a sharp claw reaching up to swipe away a strand of saliva sliding down her chin. One hand moved away from where it was stationed, leaving only the other to grasp and hold Nova's hips in place. She cupped the terran female's cheek, a finger curling beneath her jaw and her thumb stroking her lower lip almost tenderly, gauging Nova's flustered expression with amusement. She considered another surprise attack but was halted as the blonde retaliated with her own flabbergasted inquiries. Did you think I would give you a quick death? The Queen of Blades spoke as she dragged her dagger-sharp nails down the woman's thigh. That's more than you deserve. Lines of pale crimson followed the sound of fabric tearing - Kerrigan was careful not to fatally wound her prey, not after what she'd just promised. Torture was not part of her regime and rarely did they keep prisoners on the leviathan. But all these thoughts had been done and dusted and her mind was made up. Whether or not Nova shunned her advances was of no interest to her. She was weaponless, armor-less and helpless. Wasting not a single breath with another word, Kerrigan grasped the woman's chin again, this time dragging it to the side and tilting it upwards to give her teeth easy access to the other's smooth neck. Her canines scraped along the blonde's jugular vein lightly, relishing quickening and uneven pulse, before closing her lips around a patch of heated skin and biting against it, bringing her blood to the surface in a tell-tale bruise. It was not a typical Zerg's way of marking their property, but Kerrigan preferred that Nova be properly prepared for that generic stimulation was the easiest way for now. Her wings clacked, bumping against each other as the Queen of Blades kissed and bit a vicious path of reddening patches down the woman's warm neck. Her claws swept away the tattered odds and ends that remained of the suit, displaying the bare curve of a collar bone for her to nip at. She purred against the bite, glancing up at the blonde's face to perhaps catch a glimpse of her reactions as she pulled apart the remains of the suit down to hang loosely like an unbuttoned shirt. Greeted with nothing but a bare bosom, Kerrigan merely smirked as she laid a rough kiss along the tops of Nova's upper breasts. She ran her cool, calloused hands down the sides of her prey's hypersensitive body, her nails striking a glissando down her ribs in perfect symmetry her tongue painted a damp trail straight down between Nova's breasts, and curving the crevice where they draped over her ribcage. All the while the snake-like tendril, having already wound itself tightly around one of Nova's thighs, was beginning to rub the very tip of it against the apex between her legs. The motions were light at best and agonizingly slow as Kerrigan's knee kept her lower limbs parted and even sought to create an easier entry point with no means of fighting back the sensations.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

She bit her lower lip to stifle the initial yelp of surprise at the painful dragging of dagger-sharp nails down her thighs. This was a little more along the lines of what Nova had come to expect if she were to fall into enemy hands, yet even then she felt a sense of growing unease as her uniform was further ripped away. The scratches and cuts to her skin were of little immediate concern compared to what Kerrigan had in mind next as she forced the blondes head upward before going to work over that vulnerable flesh with her mouth. A sharp breath was caught in her throat when the other womans teeth brushed along her jugular, only to resume squirming ever so slightly beneath the harsh, yet shamefully not entirely unpleasant attention paid to her neck as Kerrigan's mouth went about marking path along the Ghosts pale flesh. She almost wished the Queen of Blades had sunk her teeth into her throat for a quick end to this sick game, as Nova felt that rough, intimate trail beginning to inch its way lower down her neck. With further portions of her uniform ripped away, the soldiers full, firm breasts were on full display. She had rarely felt so exposed in her life, as the attention to her collar bone earned Kerrigan an escaped whimper of something between pleasure and pain, before the blonde tried to turn her face away of her captors gaze as she furrowed a brow in frustration at her own momentary weakness. Her head remained turned away for a spell, as Kerrigan started to shower her rough attention over the heaving breasts of the captured Ghost. The twin mounds would rise and fall slowly with every breath that was taken, while the blonde dared to turn her head and glance down at the unlikely sight of the Queen exploring over her breasts while those harsh hands earned another sharp gasp from the way they glided down her ribs. You witch She let out with an almost hissed voice as her back arched without her intention in response to the attention forced upon her the woman shaking her blonde head briefly while threatening, You sick, demented creature. You had better kill me when youre done, or else Ill Ill Novas words were caught in her throat as the tendrils continued attentions caused her to suddenly bite her lower lip to the point of nearly drawing blood the drastic measure barely managing to contain an unwanted whimper from the woman as that cursed appendage started to brush along her in just the right ways. Damn it She let out under her breath as her head lulled back for a moment and her body gave a sharp buckle in place despite herself. The Ghost may have been fairly adamant in how disgusted she was over this treatment, but her body was giving another story, as she felt herself growing moist where the tendril teased and her exposed nipples hardened into firm, sensitive little peaks upon her breasts.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

The terran's flesh was supple against her mouth, as fragile as any other woman. Nova gave way easily to Kerrigan's sharp teeth that sought to blemish the smooth expanse of her skin with every mark possible indent-ringed red splotches and ovals of burst blood vessels coaxed upwards. Not that any creature on this ship would know their significance, Kerrigan would and really, no-one else mattered. It was rough and territorial, exactly as the zerg were wont to do. She dragged her canines downwards without stopping. The claws resting against Nova's ribs did not sit idle. They prickled and pressed against the pliant flesh, riddling the toned surface of her stomach with little nicks and stinging scratches. Those would not last. Admittedly, the Queen of Blades had an entirely unhealthy fascination with Nova's abdominals. They played at strength and lithe flexibility yet the woman was being entirely undone by Kerrigan's ministrations. She smirked against the heat of her prey's breast as she felt Nova's stomach pushed up against her palms. Not a moment before, hm? Kerrigan chuckled, a low purr rumbling away at her throat. It sounded to her like Nova had resigned herself to her fate, though obviously without a fight nor did she show any signs of halting her useless struggles. The Swarm Queen only laughed as her captive was interrupted in the middle of her empty threats. She shook her head, the purple hues of her eyes glowering as she captured a turgid nipple betwixt her lips she played nice for the moment, scraping just the edges of her teeth against that hypersensitive tip before wrapping her dextrous tongue around it. But the faux cordiality didn't last long. Her hands roamed upwards in sync before one strayed away to grasp the small of Nova's back and the other palming the blonde's unattended perky breast. Her thumb and index grasped at the peak, tugging and rolling the pebbled surface between the pads of her digits. She alternated between tweaking and kneading the rest of her fingers into the fleshy mound, determined to tease out another wayward gasp or even a groan of defeated pleasure. Perhaps she'd make the terran work for it and with that wicked thought in mind, Kerrigan willed the tendril to draw out its slipping and sliding between Nova's thighs, the bulbous head rubbing every which way, using the intact fabric to stimulate what was beneath. Why don't you finish what you were about to say? Kerrigan encouraged between her suckling and nipping. What if I don't kill you? Her own loins were beginning to burn and soon the Queen was grinning salaciously against the woman's breast. If nothing else, she'd see the look of either surprise, horror or a combination of both when her arousal came to fruition. What if I keep you here, tied up like this for me to greet, like this , she gripped her claws painfully against Nova's back, pressing the terran into her, every day ?
Thread: count to 100

simply just carry on counting till you reach the goal. If someone posts at the same time it starts all over number changes each time goal is reached. 1
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I love this idea!!!! May I suggest we add something to this to make it more interesting? Type your number and then an action following it, all using the same letter. You get more points for more words used, and they can be invented so long as effective communication has happened. For example, since my number is 2 I might say 2 Lusty Latex Loving Lesbians Licking Luscious Labias
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3 Massive Mammaried MILFS Masturbating Maliciously
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cheat you need to wait for another person to post befoure you can put another number 1
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2 so there is some padding here
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Aliquot sum of 4.
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5 Fictitious Fabulous Floozies Fisting Furiously Forever
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1 missed 3 out
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2 terrible tyrannical titfucking trollops teasing tantalizingly
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3 the number what was missed
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SHEESH! PICKY PICKY PICKYP 3 Disturbingly decadent divas deliciously devouring doughnuts
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I am pretty sure we messed up again. So I am guessing we start all over again? My number shall be 1
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yes because the next number was 4 not repeating 3 2
Thread: The Search For Rae's Roleplays (Redone)

Still hoping to roleplay with someone. If there's something that interested you that is not listed hit me up. I'm literally up for anything.
Thread: In the Future, There is Only War (And other ideas)

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RE Who wants long term RPs? MxF Up for nigh on anything Salome said Bump for you Click to expand... Why thank you very much. Anything catch your eye?
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Thread: The Bad Touch (Dom Lit M)

I've got something... And it goes thumpin' Like this. All you need is My uhn-tiss uhn-tiss.
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You took the honey from the queen bee keeper
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LIVE DAMN YOU
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A big, greasy, fuckin' cheeseburger.
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You got me out of control I feel my stomach on the roll I need my memory back
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If I were you, then you'd be me and I'd be using YOUR body to get to the top.
Thread: Hoping to play as multiple males in long term play. (AIM and YIM welcome)

I am very interested in this concept but it isn't my usual style to play more modern settings. I do not mind adjusting and if you are interested than maybe we can create a storyline and see where it goes.
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Thread: "Saving a Dolphin Caused a Happy Marriage"

Awwww did no one like this I got a B on it.
Thread: Raging Cajun(sweetnothing & ravinwolfen)

Remi sighed as he sat at the bar of the loud dance club. His brothers had dragged him with on their yearly mardi gras trip, if only cause they always got hammered, and he didnt. He got a slight amusment to see them dancing and grinding on a pair of real dog faces, but least they were having some fun. He turned round ordering a bourban before his eyes settled on a oair if females further down the bar. He grinned as he stood up, a tall broad shouldered beefcake of a reptile, years of hard work leaving him a perfect male specimen. He grinned as he stood behind the two, more interestead in the petiete canine. Ladies, can this ol gater buy you a drink? Or maybe somethen more substachal. Cajun acent, so bear with my spelling.