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Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Michael had graduated Beacon just a few years ago and was now a seasoned Hunter through and through. He still hung around however and often liked to drop by Beacon for old times sake. Whenever he did, he always liked to visit The Dust. It was one of the best clubs he had ever been to and it was often a great way to unwind after a mission. He walked into the club, the music washing over him as he took in a deep breath of the lust and alcohol that filled the air. He was tall and toned, with short brown hair and slightly tanned skin with hazel eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses. He held his weapon, a cane in his right hand as he walked around for a bit. His eyes locked onto Yang as she danced...she mesmerized him as she swayed her hips, grinding up against anyone who seemed willing and that was basically everyone on the floor. He licked his lips as she made her way to the bar and he followed shortly after. He heard her order and grinned, what were the odds they had the exact same favorite drink? I see the beautiful and sexy dancer has good tastes in drinks as well. Michael made his presence known with a grin as he took a seat next to her at the bar and waved to the barkeep. I'll get what she's having, and I'll buy her drinks too! With that, he turned to Yang and raised one of his eyebrows, clearly curious. So, sexy...what's your name?
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Yang saw someone who she had to admit was pretty fine. A guy who had everything going from him head to toe. He was approaching the bar and she played it off cool, which was one-hundred-percent her style. In fact, when she saw him get closer, she acted as if she didn't even notice him. Even as she complimented her on her alcohol tastes, she was aloof and just sipped her drink casually. But it wasn't until he had offered to pay for both of their drinks since they were having the same thing did she finally acknowledge him. His opening line needed work, though. Good thing he was cute, though. Yang, hot stuff, she said, giving him a quick wink. And what about yourself? Please don't tell me you have a cliche name like Peter or something boring like that? I've had way too many Peters try to get with me. Well, it was true.
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Michael could tell by the way Yang brushed him off until he offered to buy her drink meant she was going to play hard to get but that just made it more fun he was a Hunter after all and what was seduction other than a form of hunting in the end. Yang, huh? That's a unique one for sure. Certainly fits a bombshell like you, unforgettable. He offered with a grin as he grasped his glass and raised it for a toast before taking a long swig of his scotch. As for me, the name's Mike. Bit common but I think you'll find I'm anything but if you give me a chance. He gave her a wink, his hand moving towards her bubbly ass. He gave her rear a firm spank and then squeeze as his eyes locked onto her own, eager to see her reaction. He certainly knew what he wanted and he wasn't hiding it!
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Yeah? You really think so, huh? Yang shot Mike a smirk as took a sip of her whiskey on the rocks. She made sure to keep her eyes on him, trying to decide what was going to be her next move. And as she did, after he would tell her his name, she felt his hand on her ass as he gave it a hard spank and squeezed it. Normally, Yang might've been one to punch any guy's lights out just for even thinking about doing that and making sure they regret putting it on her body, regardless of where that might be. But Mike was different. Or maybe she was feeling generous today. There was a considerable amount of alcohol in her already, so Yang wasn't necessarily acting like herself. She wanted to have fun. She wanted to enjoy herself at her favorite post-mission hangout spot. An added bonus was, she admits, was that Mike wasn't too bad on the eyes. Yes, as she met his gaze. Oh, she knew what was in his eyes. Yang had been around the block one too many times to know that look. It was the kind she received all of the time. Of course, depending on the vibe, she might've just brushed them off. Jaune had given her that look way too many times for her to count and she often laughed it off. Sun Wukong was another. And even Ruby's uncle tried to work his charm on her. Every guy that decided to want some of Yang Xiao Long had always found their attempts resulting in nothing but disappointment. It had nothing to do with them being bad at it Yang just wasn't interested in most of them. And it would have been the same here had she not been feeling frisky. And she was feeling frisky enough to back up her ass into his hand, making it a little easier for him. And you'll find I'm not one to pull any punches. She quickly laughed considering her main fighting style was all based in punching. But don't think I'll make it easy for you. In fact, you might have to work for it, Big Mike. She winked as her hand jerked to his pants and she teased him as she tugged on his belt, pulling him closer to her.
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Michael felt Yang's ass pushing back for him, her body shifting to make it easier for his fingers to work. He rewarded her for her acceptance as his fingers dipped into her shorts and began to rub skillfully at her labia through her panties, his fingers rubbing and stroking her wet pussy lips, spreading them just a bit before sinking a finger into her to test her tightness and heat. His grin widened before he pulled his finger out and then they moved towards her clitoris, quietly but eagerly rubbing and gently pinching her sensitive bud between his dexterous fingers. I have more than just my hands to work with, you know. He rose to Yang's challenge and teasing taunt with a playful wink as he leaned forward and began to plant kisses up and down the blonde's neck, his tongue like a brush on canvas, his teeth stopping to nibble and suck on patches of her soft skin. He was very skilled with both his hands and his mouth it seemed and all the while a bulge was starting to harden and pitch a tent in his pants and even though it was only half erect it was already in the larger size for Yang!
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

As she felt his finger tease her sex, Yang almost wanted to object. In normal circumstances aka being sober, she might've. The frame of mind she was in right now wasn't so much that she wasn't aware of what he was doing. Of course, she knew that he was rubbing her with his hands and soon kissed her along her neck after hinting--no, teasing her about other weapons at his disposal. It had more to do with the fact that she simply didn't care. At the end of it all, Yang had come here to have fun. And, well this nightclub was notorious for how it allowed people to fuck and do other things on the dancefloor, or generally in public view. Nobody questioned it if a woman got on her knees and sucked someone off or if she let others touch her. It was part of the reason why Yang had loved coming here. To her, after a long day of missions and doing other taxing stuff, she just wanted to let loose. And as she let a moan escape, feeling his nibbles along her neck in addition to his hands exploring what was between her legs, she gave herself to it a bit more. As she leaned against the countertop and found herself bending over more, Yang let out another moan, but this one was more noticeable. She looked back at him as she rocked her hips. I don't know if this is such a good idea, she heard herself say, but she shrugged as she felt her shoulder roll against the countertop. But what else you have for me? She asked, biting her lip with anticipation.
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

I've got a lot more tricks up my sleeve, Yang.... Michael whispered hotly in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe as he smirked I'd be happy to show off those tricks and my skills right here if you want... His hot words invaded Yang's ear before he pressed his lips up roughly against her own, his lips lashing at her own and seeking to gain entrance into her mouth as he shifted his hips slightly, trying to get her to move her hands towards his throbbing bulge in his pants as they kissed. As this occurred, his fingers began to get to work on each of his hands. After teasing her clitoris for a few more moments by rapidly flicking it back and forth between two of his fingers, his digits once against sought out her labia. He spread her by now much wetter lips open, coating his fingers in her love juices before plunging two of them knuckle deep into her as he began to piston pump them into the blonde rapidly, his fingers curling at different angles with every thrust to seek out her sweet spot. This man clearly had some skill with women. He pulled away from the kiss after a few moments, their lips connected by messy strings of saliva as he grinned and spoke. I think I know what you really want, Yang He gave her a wink before pushing his fingers even deeper into her womanhood, thrusting them rapidly in and out of her as he moved his other hand to her top. He practically ripped the fabric off her off, tossing it behind him to let her sizeable and lovely breasts jiggle free, which elicited some hooting and hollering from the men in the crowd .
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

Yes... She heard herself say in a breathy tone, feeling Mike's hot breath against her ear, on her skin, sending waves of tingles up and down her spine. And then their lips met. She let him take most of the control, letting him lead her into a dance that only their tongues and respective moans knew the steps to. As they continued, Yang lowered her hand down towards his hips, slowly inching close to the very bulge that poked through his pants and into her ass somewhat. But every inch closer she came to his bulge, he went faster and deeper with her sex, almost like it was a game to him. Like this whole thing between them, with how she was pressed against the countertop, kissing him deeply, grabbing his bulge for dear life, and then him rapidly fingering her. And then when he went inside her and she felt something twist, Yang let out an ungodly scream, her semblance activating for a split-second. Eyes went red as she gripped the edge of the countertop and almost crushed it to dust. And then her tits came flying out after he taunted her more. Woo! Go Yang! Get it! She heard the crowd getting excited and that made her smile almost devilishly. She turned around so her back was facing the crowd, but more importantly, her tits were out for them to see. She didn't care that his fingers were still inside her and the twisting motion she made had sent waves through her body and forced her to moan out, she was loving it. It was getting to the point where, as she looked at Mike, she eyed the crowd and lifted up one of her jugs and licked it for them, sucking on the nipple as she met Mike's eyes. And what do I really want, hmm? She asked with a seductive tone in her voice.
Thread: Hoen to the Beacon // Dirty Reflection and Potter-Kun

I think you want to be fucked like a slut. I'm gonna bend you over the bar and fuck you. I can make that happen. I think our crowd would like it! Michael motioned to the crowd around them as they let out a collective cheer, happy to see such a pretty young woman getting fucked and ravished for all to see. After plunging his fingers deeper and deeper into Yang, curling his fingers to stroke her most sensitive spot to trigger her climax, he pulled his now soaked fingers out of her as her pussy quivered and gushed with her love juices. Without missing a beat, he ripped off her panties and tossed them aside. Using his free hand, he turned Yang around and forcefully bent her over the bar, giving her exposed ass a nice spank so everyone could see it jiggle. He tugged his by now massive and throbbing cock out of his pant, smacked it against her ass and then without missing a beat, shoved the behemoth into her still quivering pussy with a loud moan. His girth spread her tight pussy open, his hand moving to grip her long and flowing blonde locks like a leash. He tugged back roughly, her ass slapping against her hips with each powerful thrust, his cock slamming ever deeper into her with each gyration, his bulbous tip already nearing her cervix.
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

Is there a way to change rather your reply to a message is at the beginng or end of a message thread?
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

Do you mean insert a post before everyone else's, or just reverse the display order?
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

Reverse the display order. Thank you
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

I was wondering this myself. I prefer newest at the top and have been looking around to see if there is a setting I've missed.
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

When you get to a really long messageconversation thread it is kinda sucky to have to keep scrolling down. So bump! It has to be there I just cant find it.
Thread: Suggestion Post order, beginning or end

I've been sort of getting around this by going to the actual conversations list. It lists latest replies and even if you already read the message if you click on the timestamp for last message it'll take you right to the bottom to the last message posted. Or just clicking the right page and using the little blue arrows to pop all the way to the bottom of the page. Click to expand... Thanks for this, it is a good tip!
Thread: The awkward search (FxM)

Hey, I'd love to send you a PM with some of my ideas but it seems I cannot do so. Please drop me a PM if you're interested in working something out.
Thread: The Villain's Final Victory (Noon_Shadow and LadyTania)

And in local news, a break-in at the Gardner-Fox Museum was foiled last night. There were no witnesses on hand, but the suspects in custody allege that they were stopped by none other than Cosmic girl. As the perky reporter finished speaking, a still image of the lovely costumed heroine was shown on a graphic in the top right-hand corner of the broadcast. Glenn was engrossed in his work on the table in front of him, mostly ignoring the broadcast in the background. The mention of Cosmic Girl made his ears perk up, causing him to glance over his shoulder at the screen. His eyes studied her image on the broadcast for a moment-a sleek, attractive figure, with a decent bust. She was nothing new, of course, but she was always pleasant to look at while imagining what lay underneath those tights. What was new, however, was a thought. I wonder just how powerful she is. A smirk decorated his lips as he enjoyed the thought. Some day, he felt sure, he would find out. He was looking forward to it. To punctuate that thought, he resumed his look down at the new gloves he'd designed. The glove was white, but with black flair that would match the rest of his outfit. As he pulled the glove onto his right hand, he then channeled a glowing blue orb of energy that danced above his palm. He felt the crackling dark energy emanating from it, and he smiled. Good, the glove seemed to work-his energy could potentially burn even his own hands if he wasn't focused, so he'd had to engineer a durable material to protect his skin. He knew he was ready now. It was time for the Wraith to make his appearance. Geneva, Switzerland- 3 days later Glenn looked down at the black chrome mask. It was heavy for a mask, weighing at least 12 pounds, but that was almost nothing to him, now. It had the barest of features-nose, the defined shape of a mouth, arches and ridges to imitate cheekbones. It was menacing. It was perfect. He donned the mask, black to match the rest of his costume, a full black bodysuit, supple and soft against his skin. The only contrast were the white gloves, white boots, and the thing white W across his chest. He smiled as he lifted off. His destination CERN, and the Large Hadron Collider. As a famous Astronaut, he'd actually been given a tour of the facility weeks earlier. There was more power stored there than the famous explosion that leveled Mt. St. Helens. It was as good a place to start as any.
Thread: The Villain's Final Victory (Noon_Shadow and LadyTania)

Aisha grabbed her laundry basket and headed to the basement. Down there was an old access tunnel to the water main which lead to the aqueduct that gave Cosmic Girl a way of suddenly appearing in public, without literally flying out Aisha's apartment window. She couldn't exactly leave from the roof of her apartment each time, especially not with the sparkling energy trail she left behind. She had learned how to destabilize her costume, so with a little energy, it appeared on her body. A shake and a little energy gave her hair full life, and within a few minutes, she was rocketing across the Los Angeles skyline. When Victor said 'the usual place', he meant a little cabin in the Sierra Nevada's unlike Aisha, Victor was rich. And while Cosmic Girl could break the sound barrier while still in the atmosphere, Victor was the fastest man in the world. She knew the directions, but had to follow the interstate during flight, then follow the local highway, then follow the dirt road up the mountain she could see where dead fall only allowed a single person past and blocked vehicles. It was one way to stop nosy people from going up his drive, but that single person path was worn from The Lightning's repeated passage. With her sash trailing behind her, Cosmic Girl descended below the trees to land on the pine needle-covered ground in front of the cabin. She gave The Lightning a bright smile as she shook her wind-flattened hair a little zap of cosmic energy always fluffed it up nicely. Even in her two inch heels, her five foot, eight inch frame still made her look up at the German hero. Hi Victor, she said with a kiss of his cheek, smiling but concerned and curious. She and Victor had shared a few evenings together with those high cheekbones, platinum blonde hair and pale blue eyes, he was an Aryan wet dream, but Aisha knew he was a driven, giving soul dedicated to helping others. Quite frankly, he had been in a few of her own squishy dreams before. What happened at CERN? I saw the video footage he was creating some kind of energy. Did he have a suit or something? she asked as he lead her into the cabin.
Thread: The Villain's Final Victory (Noon_Shadow and LadyTania)

There were advantages to being the world's fastest man distances didn't really matter. Victor was also much less concerned about keeping his identity a secret because he was literally faster than the eye could see. So with those advantages, he arrived at the cabin well in advance of Cosmic Girl. The cabin was useful for work purposes-it was remote enough that costumed heroes coming and going could still avoid eyes, so it was a convenient meeting place. It was also a great place to get away from the city when the work stress became too much. The view was fantastic, with the mountain peaks to the North and West, and a lake view down to the East. Victor allowed himself a brief smile while admiring the view, before he picked up the sounds of Cosmic Girl zooming closer. He turned to smile at her as she landed. He respected her. Aisha was still fairly young, but she was focused, not at all careless in her work. Victor trusted her-which was important, since she very easily vaporize him or pound him into a pile of gooey mush. But she was very easy on the eyes-he had to keep himself from leering at her trim figure and soft thighs as she strolled casually up to him. Perhaps the most captivating thing about her were her big, soft brown eyes, which looked at him warmly. Aisha, as always, you're a vision. He smiled as she kissed his cheek and he lightly reached up to fluff her hair before he turned to lead her inside. He felt her brush up against him as he held the door open for her, the gentle allure of her body serving as a minor distraction. He forced himself to focus instead of admiring the curve of her ass as he walked into the den, sitting down in front of the table. Well, I have a lot to tell you. The most important thing is this the man who attacked CERN, this 'Wraith', he's apparently able to create and manipulate energy very similar to yours. Victor caught the look in her eye and nodded. Which is...well, scary. If he's using the same kind of power you are, he's extremely powerful. Victor held her gaze for a moment. Which means you might be the only person who could stop him. He paused for a moment, running a hand gently through his blonde locks. There's a few other details. Something the news hasn't mentioned yet is that a few scientists went missing during the attack. At least two-one of them was a theoretical physicist who has been studying wormholes. The other seems to have been a specialist in what's called 'future energy sources' such as cold fusion or antimatter. Victor sighed.
Thread: The Villain's Final Victory (Noon_Shadow and LadyTania)

Aisha walked into the cabin, heels clicking along the floor with her sash brushing along her leg. She glanced back over her shoulder, a frown creasing her youthful, 24 year old brow. How can I stop him if we don't know anything about him? she asked with a throw of arms in the air. Aisha turned in place, not noticing Victor's eyes wander to her backside. Aisha's body was a combination of thin and voluptuous before the accident she had been a bit on the thin, pear side, but ever since she managed to pull herself back together after the meteorite exploded, her body had looked...firmer and much curvier. Occasionally she had wondered how that had happened. It were as if, after her disintegration by the exploding meteorite, her subconscious had remolded her body during her re-assimilation...and let her subconscious desires shape her own body. I mean, if we have the same energy signature... Aisha said, only half listening to herself as thoughts raced through her mind. Wait, a wormhole expert? she repeated, as if just now hearing what he had said about the missing scientists. A wormhole expert as CERN? That's got to be Dr. Garibaldi. I've read everything he's put out, every journal. He's a genius. Pacing in circles in the single room of the cabin, her light brown eyes on the floor, she let words flow. So this Wraith had energy signatures like my own, but different. He's abducted Dr. Garibaldi, and others. Aisha stopped, and turned on her heels to approach Victor. Wait, you know what all of this means? she said, her words pouring out in a rush while gesturing with her gloved hands. It has to mean he wants to open a wormhole, or at least travel through one. That would take tremendous amounts of energy, like gigajoules of energy! She paused, blinked, and looked away. A pinkness appeared in her cheeks as Aisha flushed. The superheroine took a deep breath, which made her breasts swell against the lip of her bustier. Oddly enough, she finally noticed his cologne. I'm sorry Victor, she said, her voice now much calmer. I'm rambling, aren't I?