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Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Tallow smiled as she blushed, the compliment had obviously had the desired effect. When she commented on his hair, he nearly laughed, it was an untidy brown mess, he rarely cut it, and never tried to style it. As she hurried off, he could tell that she was embarresed, and felt that he coudl have missed his chance.
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Emmy hurried off to her bedroom and shut the door behind herself. Yours does too? Emmy whispered to herself. She wiped her eyes with her hand and sighed. Now whos the jackass? she muttered. Feeling stupid, yet thankful to be in a different room from Tallow, Emmy sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced about the room. It was small, but clean. And that was what mattered most. Against one of the walls she saw a tiny dresser. She got up and walked over to it and opened up one of the drawers. Inside it were some shirts and jeans and sweats. Emmy scowled as she rummaged through the drawers. Everything in the dresser was male. Not a single thing for a woman. Figures, she grumbled. After looking through her choices, Emmy grabbed a large flannel shirt. She figured it would suffice as a night shirt. And she had to admit it was better than sleeping in her clothes. She took off her clothes, folded them and placed them on top of the dresser. She then put on the night shirt and went back over to the bed to turn down the covers.
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Tallow could hear her muttering next door, and realised that she was as embaressed as he was. Maybe he still stood a chance after all. He decided that they needed to talk. Walking up to the door he knocked Emmy, are you decent in there?
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Emmy heard a knock on her door as she was about to hop into bed. She sat down and quickly looked at herself. The shirt she was wearing was about three sizes too big, doing nothing to flatter her figure or anything like that. Deciding it was all right, she answered Tallows question. Yeah, sure. You can come in.
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Entering, Tallow regarded her for a moment before speaking Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot. More specifically, I killed a man in front of you, then made you follow me awayf rom your life. I know this is tough, but it is saving you from death. Im sorry if I havent been perfect so far, but we had to get away. Is there any way I can make it up to you?
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Emmys eyes widened in surprise. Was she hearing him correctly? Had Tallow just apologized? She was completely dumbfounded, his actions and words totally taking her off guard. Emmy shifted a little on the bed, not sure of what to say. She wondered what would make this man suddenly decide to say such things to her. She bit down on her lip just then and looked up at him. Thanks, Emmy replied. Dont worry about it. She paused a moment before smiling. You can make it up to me by letting me go back home tomorrow. Emmy didnt think hed agree to that, but she figured she might as well give it a shot. What did she have to lose? Besides, at some point he had to let her go if that was what she wanted. He couldnt really force her to stay with him. Could he? Honestly, she had no idea. Emmy had to admit that it couldve been worse. Tallow definitely had an odd way about himself and he wasnt the easiest person to talk to either. But at least he was easy on her eyes. She hated to admit it, but she did find him attractive. And that if she had to stay with someone, even someone that scared her, at least the sight of Tallow was appealing. Tallow just stood there looking at Emmy after she made her comment about being allowed to go home. His look made her a little uneasy, but she didnt want him to know that. So, to hide her nervousness, she stood up and walked over to him, putting on the most defiant expression she could. She knew it had to look pitiful, but she didnt care. She wondered if Tallow could see through her faade. Well? Emmy asked waiting for Tallow to reply.
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Without replying, Tallow looked into her eyes. He thouhgt that she liked him but was unsure. wwell, there was onyl one way to find out. Stepping up to her, he began to kiss her on the lips, first softly, then harder, his hands fondling her hair and neck, pulling her closer here goes
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Emmy stood there waiting for Tallow to say something, anything. Instead he just stood there. The look in his eyes made her gasp a little. There was a glint in them in she couldnt quite explain. It was almost predatory. Was he trying to scare her? To let her know that it was he who would be calling the shots? She didnt know what it was. But the look she saw definitely let her see the strength she knew he held even though she tried to deny this. A strength she could see he felt confident he had as well. And it wasnt just about his gift being telekinesis. No. It was as if he wanted her to know that he had the upper hand. In every way. And that no matter what she did or said, that would not change. Tallow took another step toward Emmy. Her blue eyes widening a little as he closed the distance between them. Whats he doing? she thought to herself. Her eyes fixed to his, unable to look away. She could feel a surge of adrenaline rush through her body, making her tremble ever so slightly. Emmy was about to back further away when Tallow leaned down and kissed her. At first Tallows kiss seemed gentle to Emmy. But the gentleness only lasted the briefest of moments. He pulled her to him, kissing her harder, his one hand tangling itself in her wet hair. Oh god, Emmy thought to herself as she felt Tallows lips moving against hers. She didnt expect him to do this. But she couldnt say she wasnt glad about it either. Yes, theyd gotten off to a bad start. Yes, she feared him. She still did. But there was a strange mysteriousness about him. Is this your idea of an apology? Emmy whispered between breaths as Tallow kissed her mouth hard, his touches becoming more aggressive by the second. She could feel her body tingling as he grabbed onto her, coming alive and sensing things it hadnt for a long time.
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Is it enough of an apology he grins, breathless between kisses. He pushes her up against the wall, moving down to kiss at her neck, caressing her hair and breasts as he licks and strokes at her. His body is tight against hers, and there are stirrings in his boxers. Dear god he thinks to himself How long has it been since I did this? the prospect is exciting to him, and all the dangers of having sex with a pyro as they called them back at base, went out of his head that instant. He begins to undo the flannel shirt from the top button, excited by the sight of her bare chest
Thread: Burning Desires (Tallow & darkangel76)

Emmys mind could barely register anything as Tallow spoke between rough kisses. Is it enough of an apology? hed said. She didnt even know what to say. She was too consumed with the sensations stirring within her body to speak. Tallows hands were somewhat rough on Emmy as he continued to kiss her, invading her mouth with his tongue, exploring every inch of it as if it were his right to do so. His hands pulled at her hair a little before they eased down her body, making their way to her breasts. The way he touched her made her head spin. There was an air of demand about it and she had to admit that she found it exciting. Tallow began nipping at Emmys jaw line, making his way to her neck where he licked and kissed and gently bit at her flesh. She couldnt help but gasp, her hands instinctually reaching up and clutching at his shoulders. She then felt him push her backward. Without realizing it, her body complied, letting him direct her where he seemed to want her. Suddenly, she found herself pressed up against the wall, his body pushing hard against hers. Emmy felt Tallows hand, the one caressing her breasts, suddenly begin working on the top most buttons of the shirt she was wearing. She had no idea how he managed to undo them with one hand. It has to be the telekinesis, she thought. There was no other explanation she could think of. As the buttons seemed to undo themselves, his hands immediately sought out her bare breasts. Emmy gasped at Tallows touch. Despite his roughness, there was an underlying gentleness as well. He pushed against her again, grinding against her ever so slightly. Emmy could feel Tallows body hardening and, almost immediately, she felt a dampness pooling between her legs. She couldnt believe the sensations that her body was feeling, the ways in which her body was reacting. Her hands clutched harder at his back as small whimpers suddenly escaped her lips. I guess it is, Emmy finally answered, her hips suddenly pressing back against Tallows.
Thread: Raziel/Bloodkiss

Caoimhe sat down on the wooden bench at the back wall of her uncle's shop, wiping the sweat from her brow. Her red-gold hair clung to her face and neck, dampened from the heat and steam of the forge. She'd been working for almost a fortnight on the order she'd received, and it was finally done. Bright green eyes, filled with gold flecks, examined the armor she'd created. It was lovely, polished to an impossible shine, and perfect in every way. She had never been more proud of herself. Her uncle had taken her on when she was only eleven years old, and now, just after her eighteenth birthday, she possessed the same skill he had before he'd passed. She tugged off the thick leather apron, hanging it by the door, and stepped outside the door of the shop into the bright afternoon sun and cool breeze. Breathing a sigh of relief, she flattened out her plain tan gown.
Thread: No internet access

Cats broke my router, so I'm going to be gone until my new one comes in the mail....which might be a while. Really sorry. I'll check in as often as possible.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

OOC oops, sorry... forgot the rp for a sec there fail When the news had passed that Agent Bravo had been caught and would be coming to auction soon. Vanessa was the richest woman of Evilcorp and the only one who had an acive part. She was the controller of many slaves and servants, two of which she had brought with her down to the meeting. Now she was settled and took her chance to bid, moving fast. The people around her seemed amused and she had smiled, reaching down to stroke the hair of the young lady at her feet, Jadzia's long brown hair shimmering lightly in the lights, her blue-green eyes raised to Vanessa, a small smile on the girl's face. Her bodyguard, and the one man she trusted completely, was stood behind her, a tall musclar man with brown hair and eyes and light tan skin. Sam was the one man who had never tried to kill her and she liked him as a friend. Her other staff were less trusted, except Jadzia. The man opposite had tried to bid and she had made a point to bid again, higher. The man in question had done this before to her many a time, not least for the girl at her feet. Jadzia was a tall woman, slim and well-shaped but timid, scared of almost anyone or anything. Vanessa had taken the girl from the auction in a sorry state, trembling and sobbing and clearly seeing a future in which she was beaten. Now Jadzia seemed braver, smarter and sweeter at the same time. She was simply Vanessa's pet, a girl who she cherished dearly but barely saw. No, the tall and slim blonde woman with ice-blue eyes was smart and sweet, sweet only to those she trusted. Her bids were raising higher and higher but she was interested only in gaining her happiness and freedom.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Haha, is okay Most men would go into a panic when hearing the name of their arch nemesis called out by the auctioneer that was deciding their fate, but not Roger Bravo. He kept his cool, primarily because a career of killing villians in ways that would be considered depraved and gratuitous had left him with very little in terms of silly things like emotion and character depth. His trusty Rolex had a built-in laser that was extremely fine but could cut through diamond. He reached for it, and clasped on to bare wrist. Bugger was his primary thought, as he realised that he'd been stripped of anything that could be remotely referred to as a 'gadget'. They'd even snapped the poison-tipped spikes off of his shoes. Going once, said the gruff South African voice above him. For the first time, Roger started to panic. He was utterly defenceless, and he could not see any way out of this sinister auction house without some miraculous infiltration by the SAS. Going twice! Roger pushed madly against the glass booth, but it was solid without an inch of give. Sold! screamed the voice. To our favourite bidder, Vanessa Harrington! When two figures in the darkness appeared in front of the booth door, Roger prepared himself for a fight. If he could use his phenomenal fighting skill to defeat the auctioneer's thugs who would drag him to Vanessa then he at least had a chance. But the booth finished the fight for him. He would always wonder where the current came from, but the booth gave him a shock that forced him to his knees, painful as that was with the side of his cage. The door flung open and the two heavies grabbed him by the arms. They forced him across the auction floor, which he could barely see in the darkness. But he knew where they were going.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Sam, take him to the car. The order came quickly as Vanessa worked on the payment. Once she had passed the cash to the man in front of her he had walked away, her touch soft on Jadzia's hair. Come. She had waited for the girl to stand before taking her hand, content to lead her from the room. The man had snarled and she had pulled Jadzia closer, protectively. Now she smiled as she headed to her car, helping Jadzia into the car before settling in herself, relaxing as the journey home began. She had spent much of her time gently braiding Jadzia's hair, enjoying the chance to bond with the shaky girl, once they were home she had let Jadzia out of the car and sent her to her rooms, enjoying the girl's soft kiss on her cheek as she sent her inside. Her gaze had gone to the man before she smirked. She knew exactly how to fix the man. Take him to the basement... leave him there. Sam had nodded as he went and carried the boy to the basement, locking him tightly in a cage, leaving him locked in, his neck caught tightly in a metal vice, his wrists and legs clamped into place. Sam had left the man nearly naked, burning his clothes. OOC btw, I had an idea for later on... including Miss Jadzia.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Sounds intruiging! In vain, Agent Bravo tried to separate his head from the vice. It was to no avail. The discomfort of his predicament was extreme, and he vowed it would be all the worse on Vanessa when he escaped. If he escaped, he reminded himself. Who knew he was here? Even if MI6 realised he'd been kidnapped, they had no idea where the kidnap cartel's base of operations were, much less where the head of Evilcorp lived. He reminded himself when he'd wrestled his way out of that shark-infested tank in Germany, and realised that this situation was far more dangerous. He wondered to himself who the girl was with Vanessa. She seemed frightened, which Bravo did not blame her for. He was frightened for himself.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Yeah... it basically boils down to VanBravoJadzia... in a kinda 'training' test... cause yeah, I kinda figure Van wants Jadzia safe when she has to work and that way Jadzia has the boy Jadzia had taken a while to settle that night which had delayed Vanessa inspecting the man. She had been smiling as she entered the basement, noting the man trying to pull free of his binds. You aren't going anywhere Mr. Bravo. Her words were softly menacing and she spoke quietly. Ever, unless you stop trying to get free. It was clear she wasn't there to torture him, just watch him hurting himself for the time being. She knew he'd eventually stop. Now... how did you get into such a bind? Her words were taunting and she smirked a little. Oh yes, you became MI6's pet loser. She seemed happy and spoke tauntingly still. You know, if you acted like a normal man you'd still be free.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

And if you acted normally, you wouldn't be on the Ministry of Defence's most wanted list, he said it was getting more and more difficult to disguise his intense discomfort. He continued to rail against his bonds, trying in vain to free himself. But he knew it was no use, his pain becoming more intense. After a few moments he stopped, letting the slight loosening of tension help him regain his composure. Why did you bring me here, Vanessa? he demanded. There's not alot of information that's worth all the money you just spent prizing me from those lovely South Africans. You know that I'm the best, and I'll get out of this and cause you a lot of trouble now I know where you live.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

You are nothing but a bond wannabe. Vanessa responded sharply. I will break you down and you won't have a hope of stopping me. She moved closer, touching the bars of the cage softly as she watched him. Do you really want to feel yourself being emasculated by shockwaves? She was teasing him, wanting an angry reaction and a reason to turn on the torture device. For now she wouldn't.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Electric torture? he said coldly, still protecting his facade of suaveness and levelheadedness under pressure. I have to say Vanessa, that's positively shocking! He gave her determined smile. Think about this. I broke out of Kim Jong Il's highest-profile internment camps with nothing more than a handkerchief and the sleeve of my prison uniform. How? That's between me, Kim and the guard that found my cell empty. If you think a few volts and a little cage is going to stop me, you're sadly mistaken.
Thread: License to Beg (cheerio-cherry & LittleBitCheeky)

Why do you think we've tied you down. She was smirking as she moved closer, turning it up a little more and watching him. Frankly Mr Bravo I don't care if you fry. She was enjoying his taunts, finding that she loved making him crazy. Maybe you should start to learn new ways kid. Her words were soft and she looked him over. In case you haven't noticed dearest loser, you're ass-naked and being shocked shitless... keep it up I'm pretty sure you'll be bald if not dead.
Thread: You Struck Gold - [WhiteStar - Harriet ]

The Philosopher??s stone, a stone so powerful that it can turn anything the user wants into gold. Is it a myth? Or is it real? Did people care that a guy name Jack proclaims that he found this legendary stone. The bad news is that it??s up on display at the world??s most famous museum. The Museum of Natural History, the branch in Los Angeles has upgraded their recently old security systems. Now there security systems included a high tech room, which has automation on how to prevent fires, and laser pointers that came on at night that will alert the local police if anyone would walk pass a laser line. Special security for the room that the Philosopher stone is in, it has all the usual stuff, but it also has a suction type vent that if there was an intruder alarm, that room will be sucked dry of its oxygen. Which usually takes about five to ten minutes this works well for fires, and well for intruders, because it gives the owner time to stop whatever he??s doing and walk down to the special room and bring security with him to arrest the culprit on whoever is trying to steal the display that??s in the special room for that month, or week. This would stop the average man, but for Liam, a guy that??s quite known in the underworld for breaking into well known establishments and taking something of theirs? He just had to give it a try, and well he had doubts that this ??Philosopher??s stone? was real, after all what kind of nut job would hand over such a powerful relic to the Museum of all places? Wouldn??t he want to keep that power of transmutation to himself? Unless he has already used up all the power and is putting it up on display so he can have a few laughs when whoever tries to steal it realizes it??s just a regular stone. Liam couldn??t take the risk so after a week into the display of the ??Philosopher??s stone? Liam decides to steal that damn stone for himself. He is right now at this point on the roof top of the Museum, getting ready to enter the ventilations systems. listulistulistu
Thread: Just an ordinary camping trip...but wait! (Vengir/Candira)

Today was a grand day for a camping trip! the professor couldn't have chosen a better time for it! the sky was dark, the street light lit during the day, oh, such a wonderful time to go camping, right?! pff. yeah right...that old prick just wanted to torture us... Everyone out of the bus, quickly! we've only got 9 hours before night falls! the old man stepped from the bus, and watched as all the students funneled from the bus to the campsite. Alright folks, we are here, do we have our supplies? right here, gramps. from the bus came a large thud, as the bus driver quickly tossed the large camping bags out for each student to snatch. wonderful! and i must say, Good news everyone! the weatherman said these clouds should float right along the river, no storm for us! reaching for the only unclaimed bag, the elder began to slowly unpack, as did the students. You old prick...no way those clouds will just roll on past...we'll be stuck out here for weeks... away from the other students, one young soul had already unpacked, and was currently setting up his tent. as all the students had dressed in a casual, camping uniform, the man wore a black hoody and slacks, keeping most of himself hidden behind clothes. Partner up people! I won't let you folks go running off alone! as long as we're on this trip, you are to be withen eyesight of your partner! shit... i've had professor farnsworth on my mind lately.
Thread: Just an ordinary camping trip...but wait! (Vengir/Candira)

It really was a beautiful day to be out and about. Unfortunately, Jade could sense storms, and she knew that this one wasn't simply going to roll on by. Frowning at her instructor's lack of knowledge in the matter, the pretty girl in beaten jeans was examining her gear and checking to make sure she had everything when she noticed a rather large whole in the material of her tent. Apparently whoever had packed it last left a knife unsheathed, and the weight of the other packs had pierced it. She groaned just as every other partner was scooped up. Every partner but the boy who'd sat off by himself on the bus. The one with the hoodie that hid his face. The professor was all too happy to pear the two of them together. Jade frowned, more out of not knowing who he was than anything else. That, and now, she'd have to share a tent with a stranger. She moved some of her red bangs out of her face and adjusted her own zipped sweater a bit. She wore a purple tank top that she didn't much care about and was comfortable, a warm, but worn sweater made of a grey material, and a dark, beaten pair of jeans and hiking boots. Her curvy body, however, was still highly noticeable. So...I'm Jade, she said, as the professor dithered on. What's your name?
Thread: Just an ordinary camping trip...but wait! (Vengir/Candira)

the boy slowly turned his head, taking a slow glance at the only person left. Marc. he stated quickly, before stabbing the last stake into the earth. he gave a quiet sigh though, as he realised, he was probably about to lose his tent privileges. Marc turned to her, and let her have a good look at him this time. he was pretty cute, he just didn't show it. did you bring a knife?