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Thread: inspiration is contagious â ! [ dream & houdini ]

A relative that had my best interests at heart? Hmmm... As the pair entered the room, Estelle took perch on one of the extravagant looking sofas, eagerly peeling open her bag filled nearly to the brim with hot fast food. The scent of crispy, salty, greasy fries wafted up her nostrils. Since her publicist wasn't around she was in the green, unless that was, one of the employees at McDonald's decided to inform the tabloids that Estelle Lights enjoyed dining at local Micky D's. She reached in near the bottom of the bag, plucking up one, sole french fry within her well manicured fingers. She popped it into her mouth without any further thought, closing her eyes so tight that her abnormally long - thanks to mascara - eyelashes meshed together. This is so fucking good. She was already halfway through the packet of fries when Brendan passed her the phone. Isn't this a little extreme? she thought as she merrily munched away at her greasy yellow sticks. Actually, she said, swallowing a few of the fries, There is something you can do for me. She placed the bag in her lap and tossed her arms around the top of the sofa, watching the man with disinterested ginger-ale colored eyes. You can strip for me right here and right now, honey... please, take it all off. I haven't had any decent entertainment since a friend's bachlorette party... and never mind the gorgeous male strippers which you clearly rival . The lewd woman raised a finely plucked eyebrow, reveling in the awkwardness of the moment. She waited for a response though didn't seem to get one. I thought so. Her hands eagerly fled back to the McDonald's bag. She pried it open and dove directly for the burger, taking a large, skillful bite from it. The explosion of flavors spilled into her mouth, causing a very satisfied sound to erupt forth from her diaphragm. Alright, well, you go do what you need to do. I'm going to see if this television has any decent horror channels on it. listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: inspiration is contagious â ! [ dream & houdini ]

Brendan stared at Estelle, arms folded across his chest as she made her lewd request. He let the muscles in his forearms ripple a little bit as she brazenly compared him to a bachelorette party stripper He smirked at her, amused by her teasing request. He didnt think she was serious, yet had no intention of giving in to her whims, anyway. He prided himself on being no ones bitch. It was true Brendan knew how to have a good time. In his time off, Brendan was all for hitting a nice club, imbibing a little bit, and having some fun. And if Estelle was an average girl he met at one of those places, although, famous or not, he didnt think average would ever be a fitting description for anything about her she would probably be the first girl hed want to talk to. But he went into a different mode while he was working. He was all business. The look he gave her as he stood there, arms folded, was a little playful though, as if you say Why dont you start. That sounds nice, he finally said dryly, turning his back and heading for the door. Do me a favor, he said just before closing it. Just call me if you need to go anywhere tonight. Im not trying to be dramatic, its just the best way, for tonight at least. He headed briefly to the room next door, before going down to the hotel bar, ordering a plate of chicken fingers and a bottle of water, and bringing it upstairs. No sooner had he set the plate down than the phone rang. It was none other than the man whod hired Estelle. How did the evening go? the man asked. You know, I didnt tell you this the first time, but Im Estelles uncle. She doesnt know me, though, so Id prefer if you didnt tell her. Brendan pondered this for a moment. An uncle she didnt know. Hmmm. So what do you need now? Brendan asked, getting right to the point. I just need to make you aware that the danger is significant. She may have a significant amount of money coming to her, and there are some whod like to get her out of the way, the mysterious uncle explained. So be on your toes. This isnt a game I didnt hire you to get in her pants. Brendan frowned at this suggestion. I think you know enough of me to not have to mention that, Brendan retorted. After a few more pleasantries, Brendan ended the call, polished off his meal, and turned in for the night, the cell phone on the nightstand.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Jessica helped her mom and her stepdad move their luggage into the boot of the car - they were going away on a friends' holiday for the next two weeks at least, and she felt a little sorry to see them go. It was the first time they had left the house since her mom had gotten married to her stepdad just a little over half a year ago, and Jessica knew that the holiday would do them much good. Still - she would much prefer it if she wasn't left alone in the house with that prat of a stepbrother. She hugged her mom goodbye, and shook hands amiably with her stepdad as she stepped back and watched the car drive off. Sighing and running her hands through her long dark hair, Jessica began walking back to the house. How very like her stepbrother to just slack off and watch other people do the work of moving luggage, she thought bitterly. She moved back to her room, determined to ignore his presence in the house until at least dinnertime, picking up a book and laying around in her armchair to read.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Andrew was a positive mountain of muscle. Some even suspected he took steroids, but that was nothing but foolish fiddle-faddle. It was nothing but a lot of anger and a lot of determination. He took a long drag of his cigarrette, hearing the car drive away. Allowing the smoke to remain in his mouth for a second or two, Andrew released it with a loud exhale. The strands of translucent smoke ran over his bold features, pale skin, spiky black hair and glacier blue eyes. Aside from being a bodybuilder, he was a goth. The result of spending his weekends at SM clubs and constantly experimenting with new and exciting drugs. Andrew had one of these drugs in his hands right now. He examined the syringe in his fingers, the transparent amber liquid inside it. Now all he needed was a guinea pig. Tossing out the cig, Andrew hid the capped syringe in his pocket and headed out of the bathroom. While crossing his step-sister's room, Andrew remembered there was someone else staying with him in the house during these two weeks. He approached the door in a flurry of baggy black cargo pants, chains and a sleeveless black shirt. Andrew leaned against the doorframe, glaring at Jessica with his piercing blue eyes. Whatcha reading, sis? He said with sudden and uncharacteristic amiability.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Jessica had become so engrossed in her novel that she was oblivious to all that happened until she found her hulking stepbrother standing at the doorway, asking her what she was reading. Jessica shot a suspicious glare at him - he was never this nice to her unless he had something up his sleeve, and she wasn't in the mood to entertain him today. Nothing that will interest you, she said coldly, waiting for him to leave the room, which he usually did. He never really noticed her anyway, unless it was to piss her off when their parents weren't around.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Andrew frowned at her, beginning to proceed into the room. I'm just trying to be nice, sis. He looked down at her gigantic chest, tiny waist and wide hips. The girl truly had an hourglass shape in the most exaggerated of senses. The Huge Man stopped when he was nigh but four feet away from her, his hands sliding into his pockets inconspicuously. You know, try to form a friendship. He said in a badly acted manner, the anger in his eyes and the bold expression on his face easily giving him away. Of course, Andrew was bored and he wanted a fight so she would get good and close, and he could slip the syringe under her skin.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Jessica looked up at him with another icy glare, wondering why he was being so especially annoying today. They usually kept out of each other's way for convenience's sake, and when they were forced to get along, like at the dinner table with their parents around, they usually ended up having a heated row. Now that the parents were gone, it was the perfect opportunity to get out of each other's lives, and Jessica had been sure Andrew would have jumped at the chance to treat her as invisible. She frowned when he said he wanted to form a friendship. It didn't take a psychic to know he was up to no good. Closing her book, Jessica stood up and said, Look, Andrew, I'm in no mood to deal with you today. Please get out. Jessica tried not to flare up at her annoying step brother. He was dressed all in black, as usual. She never understood why he couldn't appreciate the other colors of the spectrum but she guessed it was good since it made him all the more harder to see to her. But now that he was standing in the light, she noticed that he had particularly muscular arms, and a slim, toned body. Those arms - she wouldn't want to fight them, but she knew she wouldn't have to. Though Andrew was annoying and hard to get along with, he had never hit her.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Andrew approached the chair she had been sitting in, trying to get close enough without arousing suspicion. His arms flexed in anger at her statement, and his body seemed to expand in size. I'm just trying to be a friend! At those words he stabbed the syringe into her neck with serpentine speed, pushing the pump down and forcing the liquid into her bloodstream. It would rush down her body and into her lions within seconds, causing her entire body to become alight with uncontrollable arousal.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

I'm going to RP her lack of strength to fight back first, before she gets gripped by the uncontrollable arousal, okay? It seemed as if some insane anger had gripped hold of her stepbrother as he shouted his defiance at her, before grabbing a syringe out of nowhere. Jessica was immediately alarmed, and attempted to sidestep away from his aim - but it was too late. He had stabbed the needle into her neck and pushed the liquid all the way. A sharp pain shot through her neck where the syringe had been and Jessica began to imagine the worst case scenarios. Perhaps it was a poison, and Andrew had decided to do her in after all. Maybe it was some sort of drug that he needed a human experiment on. She hadn't any clue what it was, except that she could feel it circulating around her bloodstream and it was not a pleasant sensation. You... you bastard, she managed to weakly whisper as she fell to the ground. She was conscious still, but it seemed as if she couldn't summon the least ounce of energy to do anything at all.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Andrew grinned as he carelessly tossed the syringe aside, looking down at her with cheerful, glacier eyes. He squatted down, getting a good look at her face. You know it. He purred, as he did with several of his lovers, And now you're my little toy. He ran a finger across her cheek. Andrew thought that the arousal had already taken effect and she was just fighting it. Andrew gripped her face, forcefully lifting her by it and throwing her back into the armchair. He had known Jessica as a bookworm and an intellectual. And expected that getting her expensive leather chair all dirty would truly infuriate her.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Lying on the floor, Jessica could see the syringe clatter to the ground as Andrew tossed it aside. Though physically weak, her mind was still boiling livid. She never hated Andrew more than she did now - what was he intending to do to her? She could barely open her eyes, but saw that Andrew had squatted down and was smirking at her face. He stroked her cheek - Jessica would've shoved his hand aside if she had the strength to do it, but as she didn't, she only glared at him. Suddenly, Andrew took hold of her face and gripped onto it strongly, lifting her entire body up by his grip alone and threw her onto the leather armchair that she had been sitting on. Her body was still limp, the aphrodisiac had not yet taken effect. Now you're my little toy, said Andrew. His tone didn't sit well with Jessica, and she struggled against the weakness to fight him, but it didn't seem to be of any use.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Andrew bent down, pressing his lips against Jessica's as he gripped her gigantic chest greedily. The kiss was fiery and aggressive, only accentuated by the immense strength with which he groped and felt down her body. He slid his hands under her shirt, feeling up her heavenly skin and teasing the underside of the breasts. Andrew bit down softly on her neck, trailing bites all the way up to her ear before nibbling on it.
Thread: Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

At first Jessica had thought that Andrew had given her a dose of strong sedative so he could do some inhumane scientific experiments on her. She was not prepared for when he leaned down on her and began to kiss her - if he considered that a kiss. His hands were lustily groping her large breasts, as if trying to grab it from any position available. Jessica could not move her lips, nor any part of her body to push him off, but she felt like he was trying to eat her mouth out. An immense disgust filled her, being kissed and groped by a person that she so hated, but it did not prepare her for what he did next. Andrew was apparently not satisfied with groping her through her t-shirt, but had slipped his hand underneath her shirt and began to feel her up shamelessly. His fingers flicked at the bottom of her breasts, as if teasing her. It was then that Jessica felt something different, as if she had developed an evil twin - she was beginning to like it. The feeling of having Andrew's lips on her neck, his teeth teasingly biting her skin, his hands caressing her stomach and her breasts under her shirt, was beginning to make her aroused. Jessica couldn't understand it, it was completely illogical that she would ever get aroused by such a person, much less one that was her stepbrother. But yet - she was. And worse yet, this arousal seemed to be lending her more and more energy, which was to be used in a way that she completely did not want to, but yet could not help. Her mouth opened and Jessica heard herself give a soft moan. It was embarrassing, to say the least. A moist sensation was felt at her panties, as if she had wet herself slightly. Her hand began to move downwards, stroking her thigh below the hem of her shorts.
Thread: [ jeshire + Methos ]

To think less than seven hours ago, Helena had been resting at home, watching over her younger siblings without having to worry much about anything. The town she lived in was peaceful and content with its self-sufficient population. Everyone had a duty, and almost any need could be filled without having to travel beyond the woods or river that bordered the village. To say it was picturesque would be cliche -- but that was precisely what it was... or, had been until recently. As she dodged between trees and bushes, eyes wildly alert for stray branches or roots that might trip her, Helena bitterly recalled the sight of her town in ruins, its buildings burning and its people helpless against those that enslaved or killed them. Why couldn't have the invading troupe tried to trade the precious gems supposedly laying beneath the town in exchange for safety? She quickly blinked away fresh tears as she realized that a blurred vision was one of the many things she didn't need right now. A painful stitch in her side made running difficult, and had been making her gradually slow down over the past twenty minutes. The blonde was utterly exhausted and her legs burned something fierce, lacking both oxygen and energy... but she couldn't stop now. Someone she wasn't sure who Helena avoided looking back at all costs was trailing her close behind. There was no telling what would happen to her once - no, no - when she was caught. Gulping for another breath of air, the slender woman gathered any remaining energy she had and started to sprint in hopes she could lose her hunter between the trees. Unfortunately, she made the mistake of upper her pace at the wrong time. A stagnant pond nearby had saturated the ground with water, making it soft and slippery, even with the grass and ferns growing on top. Her foot slid on a patch of moss shortly, her previously steady stride faltered and became unbalanced. Still going full speed ahead, Helena toppled to the ground, hitting a harder section of soil solidly. Her heart jumped and froze in her throat as she crashed against the ground a strangle cry surfaced from her when she immediately struggled to jump to her feet and take off again, but all the energy had left her body. She made it three steps before collapsing against a tree, quietly sobbing as she fought her way around it in pitiful attempts to find shelter. How long would it take for whoever it was to find her? At this rate, not long at all.
Thread: [ jeshire + Methos ]

Raiding filled Ulrics heart with joy. Something about taking to sea with his warriors and appearing upon an unsuspecting village and then wrecking havoc and slaughter upon it filled him with joy. It fired the blood, passed the time in otherwise rather sleepy falls and brought wealth into his coffers and enriched his followers. At the moment the young warlord was entirely in his element. His ships had sailed up the river from the sea to the village, its inhabitants had been caught entirely unaware. Thus when they stormed the village there had been little warning and the response was chaotic and unprepared. Resistance had been brief, being viciously and violently suppressed. Thus slaves had been plentiful for the taking. Ulric had spied one blonde woman seeking to flee the village. His dark eyes had fixed upon her and hed rather confidently declared her his. Thus with his bloodied sword in hand hed pursued her. His towering form stalking after her rather swiftly as the woman had fled to the forest beyond the village. In her haste the woman was leaving a rather clear trail for him to follow and hed had little trouble following her into the wilderness. Ahead of him he heard a cry, and irritation would flicker across his features as he thought another might have waylaid her in his stead. The towering warrior strode after the woman and soon as he emerged from a stand of trees hed see her collapsed form where shed leaned against a tree sobbing. Impassively he stalked over towards her and his brawny form would loom over her. The point of his sword as casually extended to her and the side of the blade would tap against her side. He remarked rather matter of factly. Get up girl. Dont try and run away, as Ill only catch you and beat you for the attempt. I am Ulric. You are my slave now. He related this while the brawny dark haired warrior hovered over her. He was a tall man well over six feet in height, with broad shoulders and a muscular form that was now garbed in chainmail. A shield was held in one hand and his sword in the other, while a helm rested upon his head covering flowing locks of black hair. Dark eyes lingered upon her form as he stated Now get up in a rather commanding fashion.
Thread: [ jeshire + Methos ]

The sobs stuck in her throat, choking her when she realized with a soul-deep horror that her hunter had made it into the little clearing. She could hear his heavy footfalls behind her the sound alone was enough to make her stomach clench sickly. Very slowly, Helena turned her back on the tree to look upon the goliath of a man and almost fainted right then. Despite the fact she was a naturally charming looking woman, her face was whiter than a dove, tear stained and contorted in a mix of pure terror and panic. Tears continue to stream down her cheeks as she looked up at the man, her hazel eyes red and wide. To say she trembled was a bit of an understatement before the warrior, she practically vibrated. Though the movement was easy and non-threatening, Helena harshly recoiled from the blade, pulling herself into a tight ball before her face resurfaced after a moment. She looked utterly pitiable. The thought of making another attempt to escape passed her mind, but when he confronted it with the promise of a beating, the girl quite quickly let that idea go. She was tiny compared to him, especially balled up as she was her body was on the smaller side, despite having slender, longer legs that hadn't gotten her far enough from the village. She gave a solitary cry at his command and trembled deeply, moving with every bit of reluctance, fear and exhaustion working against her. Biting her lip to keep from dissolving into sobs again, Helena gradually worked herself to her knees and started to stand, but her legs gave in beneath her. She swiftly tumbled to the ground again, her dirtied hair partially covering her face immediately, the woman recoiled and curled up again, burying her face into her arms as she cried and hiccuped, fearful what he would do to her if she couldn't get up. Now that the chase had ended, her body didn't want to cooperate. The second try moments later was minutely more successful as she got one knee up before sitting back on her heels. I-I c-can't stand, she stuttered softly, terrified eyes turning upward.
Thread: [ jeshire + Methos ]

Ulric eyed the woman as he saw her sobbing as she looked at him. There was something pitiable about the manner in which tears streamed down her face and her body shook with pure, unadulterated terror. His hard brown eyes lingered on that trembling form, sliding over her as she looked up at him. A smirk graced his lips as his eyes trailed over her, rather clearly undressing her with his gaze. He had followed her because shed seemed a rather pretty wench. A closer inspection of her form only seemed to confirm the same with long legs, and a shapely form putting rather indecent thoughts into his head. He watched as the woman cringed away from the sword in his hand. Although the woman had had spirit enough to flee it would seem that her resistance was now at an end. She had attempted to stagger to her feet and then collapsed, some combination of exhaustion and fear had seemed to sap whatever strength the woman had. The raider looked at her for a moment as though annoyed at the womans laying helplessly on the ground Theyll be plenty of time for you to be on your back as my slave. But for now I suppose I shall have to bloody well carry you if you cant get to your feet. While a hot-blooded warrior, he was an eminently practical man. The woman looks too weak and helpless for this to possibly be some manner of trick. Hence he sheathed his sword and slung his shield across his back. He leaned in towards Helena and his rather strong hands would close upon her form as hed hoist her up from the ground and then sling her across his shoulder with her form bent across it as though she were a sack of grain or some other burden. Having hoisted the lithe woman up onto his shoulder, his hand would casually grope her bottom as it protruded out into the night air. His fingers greedily pressing into that pleasingly rounded form. With rather apparent ease hed carry her through the forest and back towards the town shed rand away from. As he carried her he remarked And what are you called girl? After all he was going to need a name to distinguish her from other slaves.