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Thread: Princess and Brisinga alfa

Danika flinched a little when he threw down his bag. Alright, the words math, calculus, test, Tara, crush, facebook, or anything similar would not leave her lips until he gave her the okay. She placed her backpack on the floor by the front door and then closed it behind her. Mom and Dad don't have to find out about anything, Jain. Its not like they're ever home. She made her way into the kitchen to get something to drink and then looked around the wall do you want anything? she called to him before leaning against the counter.
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Jain sighed, slowly beginning to relax. Not thirsty, really. Can you get me a snack while you're in there? He turned on the TV, flicked through a few channels, and quickly bored, leaving on some movie without really looking at it. He put his feet up on the couch, taking it easy - Nobody had to know he was all up on the furniture. Yeah, I don't feel like doing any homework. Ugh. It's hot in here, are you hot?
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She grabbed a bag of chips and headed out into the living room where he'd set up shop. It's always hot when we get home. Do you want me to go turn up the air? she asked him as she herself took a seat on the arm of the couch until she had finished off the water bottle in her hand. I'll be right back. I'm going to go change into a pair of shorts, she told him as she got up and started heading upstairs to her room so she could change. She wasn't trying to look good for anybody, and her parents weren't home so she just grabbed a pair of short jean shorts and pulled them on. They were much more comfortable than the jeans she had been wearing before.
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When she returned, he'd tossed his slightly sweat-dampened shirt into the corner and was fanning himself crossly. Didn't you turn on the air? Stupid house. Stupid soccer practice. Stupid... He blinked, having forgotten the end of the rant. Are those sour cream and onion? His mood changed pretty quick when it came to food - he watched her come back in a pair of shorts, a big handful of chips in one hand and the remote in the other. So... how was your day? Better than mine I hope. Jain was usually pretty sunny, it took a lot to keep him in a bad mood for even as long as he had been.
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She nodded when he asked if she'd turned on the air. She smirked a little when she looked between his hands. How typical of him. Remote in one hand and food in the other. She made her way back over to the couch and picked up his legs, sitting down on the couch and then replacing his legs on top of her lap. Yeah my day was pretty good. Really long and really boring, but it was pretty good. Except that I have tons of homework she said with a laugh. Reaching over to the bag of chips she took a couple and then sat back, her eyes running over his bare torso. When did you start working out she laughed a little. She knew that she had a decent body because of soccer, but she liked teasing him.
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I must not work out enough. You know I failed soccer tryouts today right? I was having an off day or something. You think Coach will let me try again? He doesn't cut anyone until Friday. He noticed her eying him, but let it pass. After all, it didn't really matter what she thought of his body, unless she was planning to hype him up to Tara. Ya know what, Danika? Present company exclude, girls are nothing but trouble. He wiped a salty hand off on his pants and sat up, giving her a look. What's with the shorts, got someone you're trying to impress? If you wear something like that people will stare, and I'm in no mood to kick some sophomore's ass for ogling you.
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Danika stopped looking at him and shook her head. I didn't know, but I probably could have guessed. You know coach wants you on the team, you just gotta get back out there and kick some ass. She thought it was ironic that she just told him to kick some ass when he told her that he didn't want to have to kick someone's ass. They're comfortable, she said with a slight blush as she shrugged. And nobody is here to stare at me. Unless you are going to.. she smile teasingly as she leaned over so that her cleavage was showing. It was a teasing gesture that she probably would have done to anyone, she didn't even think about it before she did it.
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I wasn't really joking Danika. If you're gonna be a tease, guys will get the wrong idea. I know how we think, okay? If I was one of the stupid guys from your class I wouldn't even be listening to you, I'd be staring at that trying not to drool. He pointed at her exposed cleavage with a scowl. He shook his head, trying to clear the image. You gotta be careful around guys. We're wired for hitting stuff and sleeping with it.
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Danika leaned over more and she could feel her breasts resting on his thighs. Yeah, but you're my brother. You don't think about me like that. And you're not one of those stupid guys from my class. She put a hand on his cheek and smiled for a minute before taking it away. She got out from under his legs and instead sat on his thighs and wrapped her arms around him in a sisterly embrace. Would ice cream make your day any better? She doubted it would, but whenever she was having a bad day at school or boy troubles, her mom always sat her down with some ice cream and she always ended up feeling better.
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He thrashed wildly, trying to move his hips out of contact with her before she noticed anything. He thanked the Good Lord for jeans silently. Sure, Ice cream, I'll go get a bowl. He crabwalked off to the kitchen cursing himself under his breath. In a moment, he'd returned with a bowl of ice cream, and, in a calculated move, sat with the bowl in his lap and focused on the cold. Who said he couldn't be slick?
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Danika raised an eyebrow as she watched her brother crabwalk out of the room. There was something strange going on with him, but she didn't want to make him uncomfortable by asking him what it was. When he came back with his ice cream she put a little pout on her face. No ice cream for me? Then she smiled and got up, making her way into the kitchen as she pulled out a different ice cream container to get some. It was frozen solid so she had to hold the container against her chest as she tried to pull the spoon out. Which only caused the spoon to fly back and some ice cream to hit her neck and start sliding down. SHIT!!! She screamed as she tried to put the container down as fast as she could, ignoring the clang of the spoon on the floor. Oh shit thats cold, she whined as she grabbed a towel and tried mopping up the ice cream from her chest. When she saw where it was heading she let out another whine and quickly threw off her shirt. She didn't much care if anyone walked in and saw her, she didn't want to ruin her shirt. She grabbed the towel, the ice cream and the shirt and held up the towel and shirt over her chest as she walked out into the living room where she placed the ice cream on the table. Say nothing, she told her brother before walking away, pulling both pieces of material off her chest as she tried to dab at the sticky places on her chest. Not that she thought her brother wouldn't say anything, afterall, if it had happened to him she would have been laughing her ass off.
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Someone up there thought this was real funny, right? Jain watched her clean ice-cream off her chest, noting with some disappointment that no amount of cold was gonna kill this arousal now. He found it a little irksome. Can you quit waving those around? There's nobody here to turn on but me, understand? You can stop now! He hadn't meant to raise his voice, but it just made him a little mad, the strain on his willpower.
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She turned towards him, her hands down at her side as she listened to him raise his voice at her. When she realized what he was saying she quickly threw her hands back over her chest. I'm sorry. She ran upstairs and grabbed a tanktop and threw it on so that it didn't cover the sticky part of her chest. She would just wash it off later, after she finished her ice cream. That way if she dropped anymore she didn't have to worry about taking two showers. When she came back downstairs she sat at the very edge of the couch and grabbed her ice cream, her face a little pink. I didn't mean to be running around without a shirt on. I'm sorry.
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Look, I didn't mean to yell, but... He stopped and thought for a second. Ya know how some countries have those knifes that if you pull one out, you have to cut someone? That... kinda has to do with this. If you're gonna whip them out, you gotta use them? Something like that. I just wish you wouldn't... tease... me. I am a guy you know. He looked down at his ice cream, too ashamed to meet her eyes.
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She put her ice cream back down and looked at him. She hadn't actually heard of those countries, but she was trying to understand what he was saying. She put a hand on his thigh to try and get his attention, rubbing it softly. Hey, I put them away. They can't bother you if they're away can they? she asked him with a bit of a smile on her face. She didn't like that he wouldn't even look up at her so she scooted a little closer. Come on, Jain. It's not that bad.
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It is bad. It's bad you gave your brother a hard-on. Look, let's not talk about this ever again, especially to Mom and Dad. I don't know what they'd say but I'm happy not knowing. He noted her hand on his thigh. Danika, do you do that on purpose? The whole tease - act? Cause if I didn't know any better I'd think you were trying to get me hot and bothered. You practicing for something?
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Danika blushed but didn't take her hand off of his leg. In almost a whisper she said I wouldn't need to practice on you if I really wanted to practice. When she thought about the fact that he'd said that she'd given him a hard on she looked over at her chest and she felt her cheeks heat up more, along with her lower belly. I wasn't trying to do anything. But if you really want me to act like a tease I can. She had always been one of those people that thought 'well people already think this about me, why not go ahead and do it'. So she let her hand slide a little off his thigh so that she was touching his erection. I won't tell mom or daddy anything.
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You're... not serious? Is this some kinda trick? His body responded despite his words, his hips rising just an inch to meet her touch. You know how much trouble we could get in? It's like, illegal isn't it? We could go to jail, or Hell, or something. He sat up a little. Are you a virgin, Dani? Tana and I messed around a little but, I've never had sex or anything. He watched her rub him through his pants for a moment. You're not even listening, are you?
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Danika's eyes widened a little when he started talking about sex. Was she serious? It had started out as just teasing. She wasn't completely sure that she wasn't still teasing him. But the way that his hips raised a little as it they wanted her to get closer made her think that maybe she should stop. Afterall, like he said, they could go to jail or hell or Not if nobody else finds out. Now where had that come from? She rubbed her hand harder against his jeans, cupping his erection in her hand. She licked her lips as she continued a war in her head, not really realizing that she was continuing to rub his erection.
Thread: The World's End Tavern

A small lake, surrounded by forest, has an antiquated building on the shore. This small wooden cabin has two floors, the upper level being devoted to bedrooms, with roof access, while the lower level has couches around the edge of the room, tables in the center area, with a bar in one corner. Small oil lamps hang from the ceiling, filling the room with a pleasant, warm light. The entire building reeks of magic, due to the variety of enchantments on it. The building repairs itself Handy after the knock-down drag-out fights that occur when superbeings get drunk, the bar is always stocked, and there's food of whatever variety you please. This is Trygon's domain, moreso then the rest of Blue Moon. He built this little corner to resemble the lands he spent his youth terrorizing, known as Gaia. All are welcome here, and the only law is the dragon's will.
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The female entered the tavern, if almost tentatively. Sidonie had told her she was safe from all beings in the realm of BlueMoon, with the exception of one. The Dragon-God, of whoms Tavern she was now entering. She did it with much hesitation, as if she was generally worried about what may happen. She walked forward slowly, her boots making an even cadence on the floor. She stepped around a few people, and found her way to the bar. Folding her wings over her like a feathered cloak, provided some warmth. She felt like just wandering around in what she had been created in, most often. Other clothing seemed too constricting, and less clothing felt too revealing. So she felt alright with what she was wearing. Her blade was in it's sheath, and her scythe was shrunk down to about a foot long and clipped to her right hip. She seemed pretty normal, for what BlueMoon had around it. Blond hair, teal eyes. She seemed like your average female, seemed like it would be the best word. She fidgeted with the pendant on a chain around her neck. She hadn't done her worship to Sidonie yet! Ah! Tender, can I please have a glass of your best Wine? Only the finest please... She called out as she approached what is supposed to be the bar section of the place.
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A map takes up most of a table off to the side near a corner of the first floor. The young boy, by mortal to godlike standards leaned over it. In one hand resting on the table was a Black orb, a very thin orange line spliced it in half and circled a small purple button on the front. And his other traced several routes along the map. The boys garb was simple, a jumpsuit in a dark charcoal gray with orange here and there at it's edges. He doesn't so much as look up to the sound of the winged woman entering this strange place as much as his tracing hand slams into the table hard. His face contorts into something of anger and frustration before taking its calm, laid back mask back and he growls under his breath. He looks up and glances around to the various beings and human-like monsters in his eyes and shakes his head. Where the fuck did I end up? He mutters softly.
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Naomi sat in a far corner of the common room, her feet on the table and her chair tipped back on the rear two legs. She sighed as she surveyed the room without seeing any suitable victims then continued to perform her minor blade acrobatics that involved simply opening and closing her butterfly knife in a fancy manner. It was a little depressing how little potential she saw in this place's patrons, but there was little she could do about it at the moment. She hated traveling and she had no where else to go at the moment. Fortunately her lust for blood wasn't so uncontrollable that she would kill absolutely anyone in sight, but she needed something soon or she would have to give up her nice room and find another place to stay.
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A faint black shadow moved silently down the ceiling of the staircase. As it approached the bottom, the increasing light glimmered off scales, and revealed two reptilian eyes, bright yellow and within shouting distance of insane. The dragon suddenly dropped, landing at the foot of the stairs with a loud thud and a crunch of protest from the hardwood floor. Trygon gathered himself to his full height, and nodded respectfully at the girl twirling her blade across the room. He trotted to the bar, and leaped onto the corner, perching like a gargoyle. His tail slipped behind the bar, and came up wrapped around the neck of a bottle of Maker's Mark. Trygon grabbed the bottle, and cut the wax around the neck with a talon, before uncapping it and taking a long drink. He exhaled, blinked, and quietly burped a low blue fire. His gaze returned to the girl, and he grinned softly. Welcome to World's End, miss. May I help you?
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Ah yes, I was just passing through here... Really I was... I haven't done my act of pleasure of the day, to worship Sidonie. May I please have a glass of your finest wine, if at all possible? She said as she reached into the pouch on her right hip, withdrawing a newly minted coin and waving it back and forth a little. I won't bother you any further then that. She said in a cheerful tone. Her eyes closing and her head tilting to the side as she ruffled her wings up just a little. The Dragon was an interesting sort, so this was the almighty Trygon? He seemed imposing enough, and she wasn't exactly sure how Sidonie was such great friends with him. But who was Angelischiel to judge? 'Angel' didn't even really exist. Though she had a soul, and a living breathing body. She hadn't been born. No she had been created from a statue. She shifted back on her feet, almost uncomfortably as she looked at the Dragon. Perhaps she should be a tad more careful around him, considering he was the only one that Sidonie would not protect her against.
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The dragon nodded cordially, and jumped off the bar. He began sorting through the wine cooler in back, before he found a bottle that suited him. Trygon set it on the bartop, followed by a wineglass from the rack overhead, then stabbed a talon into the cork and pulled it free with a muted 'pop'. 'Ere y'go. Enjoy. He grinned toothily, and leaned against the shelves behind the bar, flicking the cork into some far corner, heedless of where it landed.
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Angel took the glass and perched on the stool. Watching the dragon as she sipped the drink lightly. You don't seem that bad honestly... She mused aloud. Her elbow braced on her knee, and her chin resting in her palm. But then of course, looks are always very deceiving, are they not? She said in a gentle voice. She sipped the wine, feeling a sense of immense pleasure wash over her. It was how it always was with her, such finery always brought an almost orgasmic pleasure to her. Fine food and drink, one of her few ways of actually having such bliss.
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Not always. Looks are often the best indicator you have of such things. He laughs harshly, and takes another drink from the whiskey bottle. His eyes flick up and down her form, before he snorts softly and dismisses her as a non-threat. The dragon was hungry... He hadn't fed in a very long time, not since before he landed on Blue Moon, and the urge to kill was screaming about his mind. This one was special to Sid, for reasons only she knew, but the momentary pleasure of feeding wasn't worth the shitstorm butchering her would incur.
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Not always though. For instance in my travels I came across an ogre. Ugliest thing you'd ever seen. At least by our standards. He was a very intelligent being, and was a talented poet. But people expected him to be a mindless beast that beat others up for the hell of it. She commented as she swirled the wine a little and took in the aroma. Sighing in bliss she slumped just a little and smiled faintly as she sipped the drink. For instance me, to most that do not know me... I look like something easily overcome... and fucked. But to those that actually know... I'm something they don't even begin to bother with. She finished off the glass and set the coin from earlier down, and then pulled out another and stacked it on top of that one. She let her wings fall away, feeling a little more relaxed with the wine in her system. Another one, if you will... what have you to eat here? I haven't come to this place before.
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Naomi looked up at the dragon when he had addressed her and no sooner. Her gaze was aloof, almost apathetic as if the sight of a fire-breathing monster was nothing to sneeze at. She contemplated asking if there were any girls who looked a little like her sister whom she would have described if she came up, but first she wanted something else a little more as her eyes met with the bottle of liquor the dragon was holding. Sure. I'd like a little of that fancy bourbon you're holding if you don't mind. She said, twirling her knife closed then hiding it in a pocket sewed on to her sleeve seemingly made specifically for that purpose.
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Trygon nodded at the wine bottle by the winged girl's glass. Help yourself. He vaulted the bar, his wings flapping once to soften his landing, before he reached up to the rack and grabbed a tumbler. He crossed the room to the knife-wielder, and set both the glass and the bottle down in front of her. He leaned over the liquor bottle, his long neck extended to bring him eye-to-eye with her. If you're gonna use that knife, I expect it to be interesting. Understood? He cracked a grin, revealing a shark's mouth of pointed teeth, then straightened up and walked to the door. The urge to hunt was getting too strong to ignore, and as he crossed the threshold to the outside, he took wing, flying low over the forest until he vanished into the darkness.
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Angel accepted the bottle, and put down the appropriate cones. Silently she began to drink again, watching the young female and the dragon. She was a human, that was what her soul said. Be careful, who you kill. I'm going to be the one showing up most likely. She called out as she waved her hands towards the girl. Her grin was quite a bit feral as she sipped the glass of wine. She watched the dragon, understanding a bit what his problem was. She had to step back on this one, it wasn't her jurisdiction. Anyone but the gods she could collect souls on. When it involved the gods she stepped down. Trygon was not one she wished to mess with. Happy hunting? She called after him as he took off. Since that would be likely his reason for leaving. Oh well, more wine and possibly food for her!
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She looked up, seeing a winged creature of the sort flying over her. She watched it with bright white eyes and regonized it to be a semi human...thing. The wings of it reminding her of a dragon. She hadn't seen such a thing before. Kyra had seen a good amount of things within her life time, but this was the first time she was getting out of the city and attempting to go somewhere else after she had stored up money from her least favorite job within the whole world she had been doing the last few years. She made her way to the Inn where she gave a slight huff of dissatisfaction from the light that pestered her eyes. Not that it was terribly bright of course. She glanced up at the oil lamps, squinting before looking at the floor, her eyes adjusting to the view with less light as she stood in the door way. She felt exposed, standing there in a new place and so she moved towards the bar and slung a bag, which had been over her shoulder, onto the ground by her feet. Quite the...evening. She muttered irritably to herself.
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Naomi nodded respectfully and thanked the dragon for the drink, smiling as he left. She gave the other one who had talked to her a little bit of an intimidating stare while she sipped her drink. I'll make sure there are pieces left for you to pick up when I'm done. Once she saw the dragon leave off to hunt, she began twirling her knife again to amuse herself while she took a sip from her glass occasionally. Sighing, she took her feet off of the table and leaned forward to rest her head. She kept her eyes on the winged woman, making sure to keep wary around her. She looked dangerous. Definitely not someone to mess with. She wasn't sure exactly what she meant when she said she would show up, but at this point it was irrelevant.