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Thread: Smut in the School (Machiavelli x Searching4shadows)

Rhonda blushed a little when Nick noticed there was something different about her. Inwardly, she loved that he was attentive enough with her to notice the little things and had taken the time to compliment her on it. Outwardly, his compliment had made her nervous again, and tried to cover it up with her teasing. Nick was good at so many things, that it was rare for Rhonda to find something where she had the upper hand. Bowling was one of those rarities, and she definitely enjoyed reminding him of that little fact. And she liked that he let her have it. She climbed into the car comfortably, having spent a lot of time being driven around by Nick. At least once a week they would hang out together, and every other day before or after school when they both weren't busy, he would give her a lift. She had a lot of good memories in that car, and just tried to focus on that rather than on her nerves. They chatted somewhat comfortably as they drove to the alley. They grabbed their shoes and lane and Rhonda felt more and more relaxed as they played and chatted. She could sense that Nick was consciously steering the conversation away from anything uncomfortable, and for that she was very grateful. But as the game went on, she knew that they had to broach the subject. Gathering her courage, Rhonda turned to Nick after he had bowled his turn. So... she started, do you think Sarah will be kicking herself that she missed out on today?
Thread: Smut in the School (Machiavelli x Searching4shadows)

Nick was careful to keep the conversation easy and light, without any discussion of the day's events. She seemed to do the same, or at least appreciate that he was keeping his promise, and their discussion was friendly and relaxed as they began their bowling match. Then, partway through, she steered them back into the storm, as if a signal that she was ready to try and clear the air. However, her question and tone made it easy for him to continue the levity into this discussion as well, hopefully keeping things jovial, if not light. Oh definitely. He said with a chuckle. Can you imagine the look on her face when she hears everyone talking about how well we act together? She'll be furious. Or crushed. Either way, given our teacher's reaction to the finale, she might be out of a part. You're a better actress than you might think. He said with a smile, taking his seat after barely managing a spare. He put one leg over the over, ankle on knee, leaning back in one of the plastic chairs around their lane, the same one they always bowled whenever they came in here. Besides, she needs to be taken down a few notches. She's far too dramatic for the role, honestly. He said with a little laugh, shaking his head.
Thread: Smut in the School (Machiavelli x Searching4shadows)

Rhonda blushed as Nick complimented her acting. She'd never really thought too much about acting as a hobby or even as something more. Having done a few musicals and plays in primary school, she knew she enjoyed it, but when she'd moved to a different high school, the pecking order of actors and arts people had already been established, so she'd never tried to take it further. But today had reignited that love. Oh I know right! I hope that stomach bug of hers sticks around a bit longer, she said laughing. Shrugging off the compliment, she quietly said, Besides you're the one with the real talent! You blow everyone out of the water. It's like you really were the prince today. You owned that role and it was as if I saw someone different in front of me today. She got up to have her turn. And you were just so comfortable. It was as if it came naturally. Picking up her ball, she walked over to the lane. Just the thought of kneeling before him again when he was in character was enough to throw her off her game, sending the ball down the gutter. Haha, um oops... she said weakly, not daring enough to look at Nick directly, knowing he'd be able to see something was up.
Thread: Smut in the School (Machiavelli x Searching4shadows)

He smirked slightly at her little blush - it was cute in a way, how she flushed at the slightest compliment. He nodded as she commented about how she hoped Sarah was out for a while longer, and a soft chuckle slipped through his lips once more. I certainly won't mind. He added with a laugh, leaning back slightly. As she commented on how well he acted the role of the prince, he sighed softly, with the air of someone that knew something most others didn't, and he leaned forward once more, as if leaning in to say something he didn't want overheard, though he still spoke in a normal tone, the motion a more subconscious one. Well... The dominant and powerful prince is kinda a role written for me, in a way. He said, catching her eye briefly, wondering if his friend had any idea what he meant by that. Somehow, he doubted it, with how innocent and inexperienced she seemed most times when it came to intimacy. That was never something he minded, however, and sometimes it had been refreshing to have someone like that around, though now it made explaining this a little more difficult. He eyed her with a smirk and a raised eyebrow as she missed the pins entirely on her first throw, and she avoided his eyes intentionally, clearly thrown off by something, and all he could blame was the current topic. I've just had experience in similar roles. He commented, knowing that probably wouldn't clear much up for her, but she was clever and smart, and if she thought about it, he had no doubt that she might grasp what he was saying. However, there was the distinct possibility that she was far too flustered to think clearly, at which point he'd have to explain himself. There was a part of him that wanted to take the comments back so he wouldn't push further into this awkwardly posed discussion, but the other part wanted to explore exactly where this all could lead.
Thread: Smut in the School (Machiavelli x Searching4shadows)

She crinkled her brow as she picked up the ball to have her second throw. But I thought you'd never acted before, she said, more stating a fact than asking a question. She turned to the lane and released the ball, it knocking over only two pins. She looked confused as she sat down beside him. There was something he was trying to tell her. Rather he was struggling to tell her. Something he wanted her to figure out. She could always tell that. The last time he'd been like this it was to tell her he'd accidentally dropped and smashed her ipad. That wasn't so hard to figure out, the case itself was pretty slick to touch, so it made sense. But this. This she couldn't put her finger on. She turned to him and asked quietly, You're not talking about the play, are you?
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

After staggering from his barge, Taylor had turned, eyes wide, at Gareth's dramatic exit, but his elder brother's words made her quickly turned back, an embarrassed blush on her cheeks as Chris's large hand engulfed her own. She may have been skittish, but Chris had a calm, gentle air about him. One awkward handshake later, and Taylor plucked up the courage to use her own voice. Um, it's nice to meet you too! I'm sure he's not a bad person. Taylor hiked up her backpack, and took her first step inside. Her home... Such a strange idea, after college's cramped apartments. To her surprise, a small room filled with boots and shoes was where she first stepped into, followed by... It took Taylor's breath away. A huge entrance hall, with two staircases curling up to an impressive balcony, a pair of grand double doors closed shut at the centre, and entrances to the two grand wings of the house leading off at the sides. There was even a chandelier! Who had a chandelier in this day and age? A light cough brought her out from her thoughts, and she glanced at Chris, his head cocked to one side as he watched her gawk at the ostentatious room. Taylor could tell that Chris was looking her over, her 5'9 height holding her higher than many of her peers who needed heels to even match her. Taylor's pride and joy, her long brown curly hair obscured her glasses slightly, hiding her light grey eyes. Taylor's hand moved automatically upwards, tucking it back behind her ears. The climate was warmer than she was used to, and a strappy top kept her arms and neck cool, while sensible jeans adorned her legs. Would you mind showing me to my room? Oh, unless you're busy with your baking. I'm sure I can find my way! A few steps towards the stairs took her away from the awkward situation, but a quick glance over her shoulder showed Chris keeping pace with her. So, what do you do, other than baking? She rapidly continued, attempting to conceal her own nervousness behind small talk, still intimidated by the sheer size of her surroundings.
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

If Gareth had been rude and smaller than the tall girl, Chris was a match for her, at least when height was concerned, and sure a more welcoming one. I know. It's too much, right? he asked with a warm smile, seeing how Taylor took in the luxury and sometimes dizzying scale of the place. You'll get accustomed to it, I hope added, checking the clock on his wrist, a detail that Taylor seemed to catch in. I'm sorry, it's just that I have another batch of cookies in the oven that need tending, didn't expect you so soon Chris apologized with small laugh. I wish I had time for anything else but bake, as I have a bakery of my own. I love it though he explained, a shine in those deep eyes of his made his words ring true. I'll bring you some when they are done! he waved his hand, disappearing to one of the corridors of the house. All of a sudden, the mansion seemed too big and empty, the noise that welcomed her dying down. In that silence, a note of violin could be heard from upstairs, a part of a piece repeated over and over, as if someone was practicing. Taylor then knew that the rooms were that way, or at least they had to be. Left alone to find her way, she followed the music to a corridor full of doors, the melody coming for a door ajar. Peeking inside Taylor was surprised seeing a young girl playing the violin, a blonde beauty that was perfecting her art with her eyes closed. Her delicate hands didn't seem to strip notes from the instrument, but borrow them to enjoy the sound for a brief time before returning them back. Dressed in fluffy pink shorts and a top, her slender figure waved in with the music. Who was she? Weren't all her brothers... well, boys? The magic got interrupted when what sounded like an stampede echoed through the corridor, the cause just visible for a split second before he tackle hugged Taylor, only her height preventing him to bring her down to the ground. Sister! the tiny voice screamed down below, belonging to a small blonde boy with short hair and grass green eyes that looked happily up to her. The noise alerted the girl, who looked wide eyed with emerald green eyes to Taylor, before slamming her door shut. Ooops the boy said, we interrupted Alice. Sorry Alice! he shouted wanting to reach through the door. You'll met her later, let me show you! Your room is over here! the little boy seemed around fifteen and full of energy, eager to show her around even if she didn't seem to remember him not his name.
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

Chris spoke so gently, was the first impression, with a twinkle in his eye and a smile never far from his face. I'm sure I'll love it soon enough, thank you... brother. And I'd love to taste test them for you! A small smile crept into the corner of Taylor's mouth, a happy feeling slowly creeping across her at Chris's friendly ways and expressive gestures. In the open room, Taylor's mouth hung open. The prodigy before her was quite enchanting, showing an amazing gift for her art that had Taylor wishing she had any musical talent herself. Her confusion was slowly mounting at who she was? The high-speed interruption, however, almost gave her whiplash as her eyes met those of the startled girl. The energetic 15-year old whisked her away, still booted and with her heavy backpack. Thanks a bunch, kid. She replied, in a comparatively subdued manner, yet with a smile growing steadily on her face. Can you just remind me your name? I'm terrible at remembering that kind of stuff. While he answered the slightly awkward question, Taylor walked up to the doorway, grasped the handle and opened the door he had led her to. Her room was beyond. Her room! She didn't have to share a pokey room with another girl, instead she had... she had... Woah. I mean. Wow. Despite her astonishment at the size of the entrance hall, Taylor was shocked at the size of the room given to her. A walk-in wardrobe in one corner. Three sets of bookshelves covering one of the walls. A king-sized bed filling most of one corner. An amazing view, with a balcony . And... a pile of cardboard boxes, presumably full of her stuff. Thanks a lot, little brother! Punctuated with an expansive hug which surprised even herself. Rapidly divesting herself of her load, and slipping off her boots taking a moment to wriggle her feet in the soft carpet, Taylor walked back out of her room with a spring in her step. So, want to show me around? I'd love to see what else we have here, and meet the others again!
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

I'm Bobby, no wonder you don't remember, you looked sick at the wedding the kid said, giving it no importance. I'm happy to see you better now, sis. Can I call you sis? he looked up at her, enormous eyes out of a Pixar movie. Here it is! he made a gesture with his hands, showing her the room, entering behind her. Matt didn't know what you liked so he tried to keep it... what was the word for it... Bobby frowned, talking about who possibly was yet another of his brothers, minimalist, that was it, and low key or whatever he shook his head. Taylor seemed to like the place as she hugged Bobby, something the kid received with a bright smile. The rooms have their own bath too, anything you need... ask Chris I guess he shrugged, seemingly accustomed to depend on his big brother. Oh! Of course! Bobby got out of the room following Taylor. Gareth is angry and I don't know where he is, Chris probably opened the door for you, Alice won't be happy after interrupting her and Matt is at work, I think Bobby counted with one hand, seemingly including himself. The rest... will be around there somewhere. Maybe he shrugged. It certainly couldn't be easy to keep track of everyone in such a family, specially when that mansion seemed unending. Since you are here we'll probably be together for dinner, otherwise we normally are more scattered he admitted, guiding her downstairs. The second floor are mostly rooms he commented, and most of the fun is down in the back continued moving around the house as second nature, but making any newcomer feel lost. I know! he said out of a sudden, more twists and turns, ending up in what it had to be part of the back of the house. An Olympic sized indoor pool, separated off the back garden by a transparent paneling, was there as it wasn't a big deal, with a young man getting out of the water as he saw them. Bobby! he greeted. Is that Taylor? he removed the swimming glasses he was wearing, blinking a couple times. Taylor! he recognized her, closing the distance. The boy seemed slightly younger than her, around nineteen years old, around her height with short wet blonde hair stuck to his head. He was wearing nothing else than some swimming briefs and his muscular body was dripping water and at plain view. Come here! he hugged her, suddenly realizing that he hadn't dried himself before. Oh! Ah! Sorry! he blushed, looking to a side with his mint green eyes, reaching for a towel and giving it to her. You have the brain of a fish, David Bobby said, making his voice deeper as if he was impersonating someone. Please don't, the world doesn't need a second Michael David gestured with a nervous smile. How was the trip? Have you settled in yet? We didn't expect you until later he said, dripping down water while wearing some glorified underwear without a care in the world. Again, I'm sorry for the water. We are happy to have you here he said honestly, even if it was apparent that there was no way such a thing could be true.
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

Of course you can, Bobby. So long as I can call you my little brother, too! A giggle was the adorable response from the kid. Soon, Taylor was led through some sort of maze. What sort of house needed this many corridors? Was it some old converted mansion? These questions went unasked and unanswered, as her new brother's continuous stream of words barely let her get a word in edgeways. After navigating their way through, the amazing pool lay before them. As yet another brother rose from the pool, a shameful blush rose on Taylor's face at the amazingly muscled body revealed before her. Her mouth went dry, as a mental chorus of he's so hot but he's my brother went through her mind. Oh, hi! Was almost squeaked out, before the damp hug engulfed her in strong dripping arms. David quickly withdrew, but Taylor did not notice that his dampness had soaked her short white top through, giving her athletic brother an almost unrestricted view of her pert breasts and hardening nipples. When Taylor took the towel from him, she finally had cause to glance downwards, her face flushing rapidly, and quickly wrapping the towel around herself. Her gaze snapped back up to David, who wiped a small grin off his face so quickly she questioned it was there. She was only glad that Bobby was standing off to the side, reminded of his prescence when he spoke in what seemed to be an impression of someo... oh, Michael. Whichever one that was. Um, nice to meet you again, David. She replied, trying desperately to get past the embarrassing moment, I can't wait to get to know you all! Ah, the trip was fine, just a boring plane flight and taxi ride. Just dumped my stuff in my room, and Bobby here punctuated with a hair ruffle is showing me around! What I'm really loving is seeeing you all again, and this amazing house. I'm delighted there's a pool actually, I haven't really had a chance to swim much recently. But as much as I'd love to stay and chat, I think Bobby wants to continue the tour. And sure enough, he was doing that strange hopping from one foot to the other, raring to go. A last whisper to David Does he ever slow down? He's so energetic I can barely beleive it.
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

Even the clueless David was able to notice the unforeseen effects of his wet hug, his mind racing a thousand miles per hour before averting his eyes. Were those her...? Why didn't see wear a bra? It's your sister now! Did Bobby notice? In the end he couldn't help but smile, as it all was a consequence of his clumsiness, but he tried to erase that grin as soon as possible, so Taylor wouldn't think weird about him in the very first day. Well, knowing us all it will take you a while, that's for sure! Ha, ha David nervously welcomed the fast answer and the tales about her trip, leaving the embarrassing moment behind. At least he had enough presence of mind to not get hard with her new step sister in front of his little brother, as in that swimsuit it would be impossible to hide. Stopping? Tell me if he does, it would be a first David laughed honestly this time, as she seemed to be handling the changes way better than he expected. Come on, come on, come on Bobby nagged, eager to show Taylor everything at once, moving across the house paying more attention to her than to where he headed to. That hyperactive lack of attention was what made him stumble with someone that eerily looked like a dressed and bespectacled version of David, albeit with shoulder length hair. Welcome, Taylor. I see by your face that you have already met my fish brained twin. I'm Michael he commented, looking playfully at her. He was wearing some sober looking black pants and a loose untucked white shirt, a button or two lazily unfastened on both top and bottom. Now she could see that Bobby's impersonation was spot on, but hearing the haughty tone coming from the appropriate man was another thing entirely. Hmm Michael got awfully close, and as David they were about her height, give or take. His midnight green eyes looked inside her silver ones, as if he could peek inside. You are beautiful he said, unabashed and unashamed. These eyes, the hair... it's, inspirational. You look like the perfect protagonist for my next tale he backed off as suddenly as he closed in. I was headed to the library, most of my brothers don't have a taste for literature, so it's a calm place to write Michael adjusted his glasses, unable to avoid looking smug in the process. Care to join? he offered, ambivalent, sounding interested on Taylor coming, but also as if wasn't a big deal. But the game room! And Chris was making cookies! Bobby protested the interference with his tour, pouting.
Thread: Crowded [Davian_Veq and Sigr]

Taylor was rather embarrassed. After all, who would want to be caught braless and soaked, especially in front of her brothers? As David looked away, Taylor was glad at how gentlemanly he had been with such an embarrassing accident, able to laugh with her about the rest of her new family so easily, with most of them being friendly and welcoming so far. Running across Michael, however, was less pleasant. As much as his cultured words and smarter dress said otherwise, all Taylor could think about was how he was eying her up, like a piece of meat just for him and his stories. Taylor was sure she would have to be careful around him, the act of superiority, casual compliments and dismissive attitude felt inviting, yet with a noticeable hint of creepiness. With a carefully schooled expression however, Taylor took care not to recoil from his inspection, or to let her feelings reach her body language and expression. As much as I would be delighted to browse the library, I believe Bobby hasn't finished showing me around yet. Another time, Michael. At her dismissive words, Michael only shrugged, and sauntered off to a doorway they had already passed. Taylor waited until she heard the door click closed, and then whispered to Bobby - Is he that intense all the time? Anyway, I'd love to see the games room! Shall we head there now and get some cookies, or are there any other places you want to show me, little bro?