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Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Too good? Hardly anyone every referred to Cross as 'good', much less 'too good', but Vivian's trust and how she seemed to rely on him made Cross feel... wanted. No,not wanted. Needed. Then she spoke his full name and had his undivided attention. It was always that way when she used his full name, and his eyes met hers. His gaze was soft, affectionate even, and there was no argument as she stood and closed the distance between them to embrace him. Then her hands were on his face and she was leaning into his, soft and warm against him as her lips met his own. The kiss was different than any they'd shared before, usually simple kisses on the cheek, almost like one would a sibling. This was different, and Cross slipped his arms around her as a jolt of arousal shot through him and lewd thoughts of his best friend's wife ran rampant through his mind. The kiss could not have lasted more than a few moments, but it felt like it stretched on for minutes, and by the time she pulled back Cross' face was a bit flushed. Other parts of him had reacted as well, and luckily it seemed that perhaps Vivian had not noticed. Unfortunately for them, something else had. ---------- It stirred. The emotion in the room bringing it to a certain consciousness. It had resided in the man for a number of months now. Biding its time. Waiting. For a moment such as this. It saw the woman through the human's eyes. She was... delectable. Oh yes. Her husband, tormented by something. Something like it , maybe. On the other hand, nothing else was quite like it . Her anguish was exquisite and it stirred more as she touched the human, coming more awake. The flush of her cheeks and the beat of her heart were palpable, and it had felt something stir in her as well. Desire. Lust. It knew such things. Was born of such things. A plan began to form. ---------- Cross felt her pull away and he didn't want her to. He wanted to draw her back, to pull her to his bed and... He smiled gently at her thanks. You're very welcome Vivian. You should get home. Give no reason for Alexander to think we're up to something. he said, teasing, but also truthful. I will see what I can come up with and get back with you in another day or so? he told her, hoping that would suffice
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Having no idea what was happening just across the way, Cross had eaten a small bit and then retired to his room. The acts that followed were wicked, by every estimation of the church. Coveting another man's wife for starters. Though Vivian's name left his lips as his head lolled back, eyes rolling into his head as he imagined her atop him, sliding up and down him and impaling herself upon him over and over again. So it was that he didn't hear the front door open nor close, but the voice of the woman on his mind called out, called his name. That name on her lips, pleading, calling for him, only added to the illusion in his mind and he was so close, on the verge of his pleasure, when he was told that they could not wit days and he realized with a start that she was in his home. Here! he called out softly to her, cursing under his breath as he stood from his bed to cover himself and stumble in the candlelight out to greet her. Cross found her just inside the door, in a shift of some sort and having fallen forward in her despair. Vivian! Are you alright? he asked, and crossed to her, barring the door - damn the consequences - and kneeling to wrap his arms about her shoulders. What happened? he asked, concern over her quite obvious in his voice.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross had come to her aide the moment shed entered his home, his arms wrapping around her to comfort as she sobbed into his chest. Her hands grasped the front of his shirt as she tried to control herself even long enough to explain what happened, her eyes red-rimmed and still weepy when she could finally catch a breath that was longer than the hitched sobs she was trying to breathe through. No, Im not alright. She gasped out as she tried to think about how to explain what was going on. Her hands were shaking as she let go of him, The devil is in him. She whispered, a new wave of sobs coming over her again. Vivian was not normally so full of tears, her sadness usually reserved for the privacy of her room when she had been visited once again by the red maiden to signify that she had once again failed to further the family line. He He She tugged at the front of her nightgown and the buttons spilled loose, exposing her front to him, the bruises already ripening on her pale skin. He did this. She sobbed, the exposure mixing with the shame of what had happened, He has never done this before. Vivian choked out the words feeling the hurt so deep that she almost couldnt bear it.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Picking her up a little he walked her to the table and chairs that they'd sat at earlier, just a few feet away, and by the candlelight he could see her red-rimmed eyed and ruddy cheeks. She'd not only been crying, but sobbing, and she confirmed that she was not at all alright. She let go and said that the devil was in her husband. It was a sobering moment and Cross was momentarily rendered speechless - which was only furthered as she bared herself to him in that manner, the bruising fresh on her skin. The bruises and her words did indeed cut to his core and yet Cross was inflamed by her as well, his thoughts only moments prior being made manifest before him, and he could feel his arousal, which had abated slightly, returning full force at the sight of the object of his desire. What was he to say? To do? Go confront the man? He was her husband and taking one's wife by force was not punishable by law. I many cases it was encouraged. Vivian had yet to produce an heir and Alexander was sure to be frustrated over such a situation. It was no excuse, so that only left Cross with the option to comfort his friend. Cross bent and caught her in his arms, closing his eyes and trying to push away the rapacious desire he felt and hoping that she did not discover it as well. Though if she did... It will be alright. he told her softly, and kissed her cheek. His hands moved to bring her gown back up to cover her, though trembling fingers brushed over soft breasts as he did so, his breathing deep as his eyes drank her in. Down below his arousal raged and throbbed and he was sure that if nothing else she would feel the heat from it, burning as it was for her. They had not partaken of the tea earlier and Cross said softly, Let me get you something to help calm you. He did not immediately leave her side, waiting, maybe even hoping, that she forbade him to leave her at the moment.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

It was wrong both by the morals of the time that they lived in and by the religion that they followed, but Vivian felt so much comfort from his arms around her body, an intimacy that her husband hadnt provided for her in weeks. It was so terribly wrong for her to feel the way that she did and for her to harbor a soft spot as she did for him, but she couldnt deny that it was beginning to happen. He wasnt just a friend that was going to help her, he was a man that comforted her when she was at her weakest moment. It was very telling that when she was at her most vulnerable that she sought him out instead of turning to the pastor that could have provided her a more religious comfort. She could feel that she wasnt alone in the emotions that she was feeling because though he did afford her back her modesty by covering her chest again, he was also becoming aroused from her nakedness despite the injuries. Vivian could feel his length press against her as he held onto her and she was not Opposed to it. Under ordinary circumstances she would have found it highly inappropriate for a man such as himself and a woman such as herself to be together like this, but these were most certainly not ordinary circumstances at all. He moved to leave her side to gather something to soothe - tea, perhaps - but she grasped his arm. Dont? It was a request, spoken from a place of weakness, Dont leave me alone. She added to her request after a moment, her hand moving from his arm to move so that her arms wrapped around his body, holding him in an embrace that was strong and bordering on passionate. Her eyes shut as she buried her face into his chest, letting her body press against him gently. She was not naive by any means in knowing what effect her body had on him, but she was at a point where she needed comfort in any way she could find it. It wasnt her proudest moment, but she did desire him.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross loved how she felt in his arms, despite the fact that she would not be there were it not for her husband. That was not his fault though, and in many ways not his problem. He was not a religious man and that had already made him somewhat of a pariah to some in the town. Cross did not cling to such lofty notions as many, and what truly kept him from his desires with Vivian was only her and her husband, the bonds of friendship and trust and his own moral code. So then when she asked him not to leave her alone Cross did not hesitate to still himself and then it was Vivian herself that pressed into him, close to him. There was no denying how right she felt against him, how warm and soft and... pliant. I will not leave you. Cross told her, his lips pressed into her hair, against her scalp. Below his arousal throbbed and raged, needing appeased, and yet he could not wrench his thoughts away from the sight of her before him, her perfect breasts and soft alabaster skin marred by her husband. There was something about that.... ---------- The sight of the bruises on her body once again made It stir, and it felt a burning desire to do more, oh so much more. The warm flow of blood, the whimpers that plead for mercy. It could bring those things to Cross. Cross desired them, even though he would deny it. Perhaps It could seek out this woman's husband. It always felt better preying on those weaker than itself. Humans had their own weaknesses, to be sure, but they could be exploited and brought to fruition in other ways. A man like Alexander? That was a different story. ---------- Cross felt his hands drop, just a little, though it was enough to cradle her bottom. A bold move, but one which he had been pleasuring himself to just mere moments before she had come into his home. The smell of her, the feel of her in his arms, all of this flooded his senses and he became inundated with desire, pulling her into him, not bothering to try to hide his own desire for her, hard and hot against her skin as it would be.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Even though his hands were meek, there was a hunger in him that was unspoken and not fully acted upon. Vivian could feel his length press against her in the most desirable of ways, her body reacting in a way that was completely unexpected but not unwanted in the least bit. Though her body was bruised and aching still, she could feel her own throb between her legs as the fire of passion was lit inside of her, her body pressing against him even more firmly than she had been. Her blouse was still loose enough that it did reveal her body, and god shame her but she did crave A gentler touch than Alexander had given her in weeks. The pastor had often described the path to heaven as climbing a mountain. It was so difficult to find the right path that would get you to the peak safely, and you were bound to slip here and there. It was so much easier to descend the mountain, even more so to slide or run down it. And here she felt herself slipping down the mountain, her loose foothold on her self-control failing. Cross, She was so bold as to get his attention before she captured his lips with her own, her eyes closing as she pressed her torso against him, her soft breasts against his chest as her arms pulled him as close as they could without coming to know each other biblically. His erection was a pleasurable mound that she let herself rub upon, feeling him through the thin clothes that she wore and his own night clothes. She was letting her body lead her rather than her mind, her desire apparent on her face.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross felt as if he was on fire and the only person that might quench that flame was Vivian. Her words seared into his mind far more than even her touch or her kiss, and the man feared he might lose all control. Her fingers trailed fire along his cock, and he groaned at her touch. This was a dream made reality and Cross never wanted to wake. Her tongue had caressed along his own and the taste of her still lingered there. His hand joined her own, gently gripping her fingers around his throbbing shaft, and he briefly looked down, sliding that swollen mushroom head along her cleft. Her soft warm lips gave way, parting and caressing that slick velvet skin as if inviting him inside. His eyes soon met hers once more and he gently moved his shaft up and down, teasing along her sex, wanting to drive her mad. He could feel the hard little nub that was her clit and he smiled devilishly as he rubbed over that bundle of nerves again and again, that crown catching on the lip of her most sacred of entrances now and again, though Cross never quite allowed himself to enter her. Still, he was not going to deny himself that pleasure, and eventually he settled at her tight hole and pressed his hips forward. He could feel her tightness start to stretch around his cock, and with a groan of pleasure he slid into her inch by inch. As he pushed in he lifted her onto the nearby table, holding her under her legs, keeping them spread. He could feel how hot and wet she was, and his slow penetration seemed to last forever until his balls rested against the curves of her bottom.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Even more than the guilt that was threatening to consume her was the desire that reared its ugly head in her body, pushing back the weight in her chest and replacing instead with a burning fire. She could feel the heat of his own want radiating from his skin and shining through his eyes enough that she had never felt more Alive. There truly was no other way to put it, as she felt like she was experiencing everything again for the very first time. His hands were so unfamiliar to her that she couldnt help but feel like a virgin once again, her body leaning up into his touch. The gentle pressure of his cocks head against her body made her already wet sex produce even more of her effluence, her body so ready to take him that the dull pain of the previous love making had been all but forgotten. The bruises were no less there, but the pain was so far from her mind that it may as well not even have happened. Each time she felt him rub against her clit she let out a soft sigh, her inner thighs twitching as she struggled against the urge to clamp them around his hips and draw him in ever closer. It seemed like a lifetime that he hovered there with her on the precipice of a bad decision before they both fell over the edge, the head of his cock pressing past her entrance and into her body. Vivian was hardly aware of him lifting her and taking her to the table, only aware once she felt the security of it beneath her rump once again. All of her attention was on the sensation between her legs of him slowly delving into her folds, his cock coming to rub the innermost reaches of her body as his balls rest against her cheeks. She let her arms wrap around his neck and draw him into her again, her lips soft and tender against his as her walls did quite the opposite around his cock, squeezing him as she rolled her hips up against his.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Yessss. This was what It wanted. The bending of the mind to follow the flesh. The heat of her damnable cunt as he gave himself over to lust, and her own rising desire as she felt him inside of her. It smiled, the weakness shown in them having been exploited and the mind of the one It was in having given way to the animal just beneath the surface. It was beautiful. The mind was weak, whereas the flesh was strong. Stronger than steel. ---------- Cross was buried inside of Vivian, and yet that was not enough. It was like it was never enough. Her lips were an ambrosia, giving him life, and Cross did not plan on ever squandering that life again. His hips met hers in a rhythm as old as time, plumbing her depths with his cock as that velvet crown tapped at her cervix, having reached the end of its inward delve. A soft grown left him at the vice-like grip of her sex, and his hands came up to her face, cupping her cheeks as he thrust. His kiss was fiery and passionate, bordering on manic, and his hands slowly dropped, wrapping gently around her neck. Her breasts answered his thrusts, bouncing and swaying gently. They'd have been hypnotic were he looking, but instead his hands tightened, slowly cutting off her air. It was if he was fully in tune with her, and as her air was deprived, he felt power. Her life was in his hands, and so was her pleasure. His thrusts grew more forceful, that thick length slamming deep into her, stretching her, filling her with himself as he broke the kiss and watched her face.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Though Cross was by far a more passionate lover than her husband while he was under one of his trances, there was also a very instinctive and animalistic side to him that she couldnt deny. He was primal in his need of her body and the feelings were so very mutual. With every needful thrust into her body he was met with a soft gasp or sigh of desire, her body responding to him as if they had been made for each other. Even prior to his illness she had never connected with Alexander in this way, every inch of her body alive with sensation. Her skin tingled where he touched as if static electricity were coming from his fingers, her body wanting ever more from him though there was no more of him to give. But there was more of herself to give - a total surrender to him in which she blossomed like the folded flower she had always been, her body easing into his grasping hand as it closed around her throat. She gave him total control, her eyes aflame with lust as he constricted her air, her breath coming in harsh through what little space it was given. Her lips still hungered for his when hed pulled away, but her eyes met his with the fires of all the demons in hell that told her this was good. This moment was what she had wanted and it was like Like an itch finally being scratched. As his thrusts took on greater force she could feel herself coming closer to the nexus of her pleasure, her muscles jumping beneath her skin erratically as she fought back her own climax. She wanted to prolong the moment, to enjoy him for every moment that she could get, as there had been nothing like him before and she feared that this would be a one night affair to be hidden like the dirty secret it was.
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Thread: Looking for hot gangbang scene

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Thread: Partner Poking Courtesy

Hi there! Been here a while and I am surprised this has never come up as something I'd have to ask in that time. I just have never had so many partners disappear on me at once, I guess. This is gonna be short, but, given that nothing about it is on their respective request thread and they haven't given you a time line for their return, what is typically considered good courtesyetiquette when poking a partner? For more detailed responses to the question, what is typically in good taste for the content of said poke? Should I ask about their interest in the roleplay? What language should I use to avoid sounding annoying? Should the message be on the shorter side or somehow be on the longer side? What is considered a good gap between multiple pokes without responses? I hope to get answers to as many of these questions as possible, heh.
Thread: Partner Poking Courtesy

Here's a thread archiving a bunch of stuff people have said about this topic Partners abandoning your roleplays you are not alone! Generally it is different for everyone. Depending on how close you are to your partners, a week without any contact might be a good rule of thumb. Also review any old messages to see if they've told you about upcoming absences and you just forgot. I personally do that sometimes my partner tells me they'll be absent a certain day and I completely forget, going to message them when I haven't heard from them in 3 days. , It can be a little annoying if they told you already only to be asked again, you know? Try and keep things polite, casual, and funny, if possible. If you read that thread I linked, some people dont like to be contacted at all, or a message demanding a response from them can make them feel like they dont want to write anymore. Theres a bunch of reasons they could be absent and you have to be open to the possibility that they just dont want to rp anymore. Sometimes that happens and it kind of sucks but theres not a whole lot we can do to encourage people to be more courteous to their partners, you know? Generally, if I were to send an inquiry, it'd be along these lines Hey, how's it going? I havent heard from you for a while and I just wanted to check up with you. Thats it. If you want to ask about the roleplay and interest right away go ahead but generally, asking are you still interested? Implies that they're neglecting you and comes off as accusatory. It can even be a bit of a faux pa if they were in the middle of writing a post and can seem a little desperate. I usually save that for the second message between us if they don't bring it up first. Usually if you message them and ask how they are, they're going to know already that you want to know about the Rp and they'll tell you their plans and timeline for posting. If you dont get a response to that at all, do not send another. They could have read it or they may not. Most times if you dont get a response to the first poke it indicates a lack of interest. Even still, keep an eye out in case they post in a journal about their absence. Sometimes people come back and make a journal entry asking for previous partners who are still interested to message them. Sorry for errors on my phone
Thread: Partner Poking Courtesy

Welp, this is the second ? time that you specifically have helped me out with something, Quin. I seriously appreciate it. The roleplay in question hasn't had a post in two weeks, and that last post was mine. I'm glad that I now know asking about interest right off the bat might come across as desperate, despite non-desperation being a thing I claim a lot of the time. However, the partner has told me about the fact that their work schedule is...well, hectic would be an understatement, if I recall correctly. I will be sure to scour my previous messages between us and make sure a specific time wasn't told about, though my memory now seems to think that wasn't brought up at all, just the busy work environment Good to know my polite nature is a good thing here. xD It is in most situations, but sometimes...I dunno. It just helps a lot of the time. Go figure. I hope to get this settled ASAP, but again, I appreciate the help for the second time, Quin. It's appreciated.