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[ashehole]

Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Commander Shepard ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Isabelle Beaumont ⊛ Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Elijah Keaton
Jordan Langley ⊛ Prince Charming ⊛ Finnick Odair
Meetra Surik ⊛ Sir Gwaine ⊛ Tristan
Belgarion of Riva ⊛ Shelby Rook ⊛ Galen Marek
Alyss Heart ⊛ Revan ⊛ Quincie P. Morris
Annie Cresta ⊛ Sally Malik ⊛ Simon Bae
Shadow ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Fenris

Comments

[shepherds]

[He bites her lower lip in response. Old habits die hard and all] You can be a lot of things when you want to be.

[falsifies]

I'm versatile. [She kisses the corner of his mouth.] Flexible, even.

[shepherds]

[His mouth quirks up when she kisses it] Sounds like you're hinting at something.

[falsifies]

[She bats her lashes at him, blue eyes wide.] I would never do such a thing, Topher.

[shepherds]

Whatever you say, Jordan. [His hands slide casually down from her hips over her ass] How do you feel about getting wet? [She's contagious]

[falsifies]

[A smirk tugs at her lips.] I think I might already be getting there. [She sighs.] But I have a feeling that's not what you meant exactly.

[shepherds]

Already? [There's a hint of smugness to his voice] You missed a door. [He nods at the bathroom door whether the fancy bathroom is. It has a jacuzzi]

[falsifies]

What can I say, fancy rooms get me going. Call it a kink. [No, it's mostly just him and what he's done for her. And him. He's pretty good at turning her on.]

Oh? [She slips away from him to inspect the bathroom, sighing happily at jacuzzi.] Perfect.

[shepherds]

Maybe we'll have to do this more often. [He knows, but he's willing to let her get away with it.

He smiles again, soft, where she can't see it. While she's still looking at the jacuzzi, he comes up behind her. His hands slide down over her shoulders, pulling her back against him. One comes up again to draw her hair over one shoulder, pressing his lips to the side of her neck]

[falsifies]

[She makes a soft noise in the back of her throat when he pulls her back against him, sighing as his lips move over her neck. Her head tilts on instinct. He's stupidly perfect sometimes, not that she would ever say that out loud. Sometimes, she just had to keep him guessing.]

Whatever you want, Topher. [She leans back so that her head is against his shoulder and she can look up at him.] Do you want to get in?

[shepherds]

[His lips move up her neck to her earlobe, tugging on it gently with his teeth] Holding you to that. [He presses a kiss to her cheek then before stepping away]

This is your evening, Jordan.

[falsifies]

[There's a low moan when he tugs on her earlobe, rubbing herself back against him teasingly.] You got it.

[Her evening, huh? Jordan looks thoughtful for a moment before nodding at the tub.] You want to go ahead and fill that then? Please.

[shepherds]

[He bites a little harder when she rubs back like that, before sucking lightly]

In a second. [He tilts her head towards hers so he can kiss her again, hand running lightly over her upper body as he does so]</small. Okay.

[falsifies]

[She moans again, brushing against him with more purpose. At this rate, it's entirely unlikely that they're going to make it into the water.

And then he's kissing her, her eyes closing briefly.] Good man.

[shepherds]

[If it was up to her, maybe. But Topher has a lot more self control than his girlfriend, an he untangles himself from her after maybe half a minute, moving over to the bath and making the jacuzzi happen] Want the champagne in here?

[falsifies]

[Self-control is for losers, Topher. Losers.] You know it.

[Jordan strips out of her clothes then, letting them fall to the floor without much ceremony.]

[shepherds]

[He retrieves the champagne and two glasses in time to see the last of her clothes hit the ground. He perches on the edge of the tub, content just to watch her as he pours the booze into the glasses]

[falsifies]

[She places her hands on her hips, watching him watch her, one eyebrow arched.] Like what you see?

[shepherds]

Mmhmm. [He holds one glass out to her before pouring the other] It's good champagne.

[falsifies]

[She moves towards him, grabbing the glass and taking a long drink.] Not bad. [Her gaze flickers over him.] Take your clothes off, Topher.

[shepherds]

[He debates busying himself with the champagne just because she asked, but his self control isn't that good. He sets both bottle and glass aside and holds her gaze. He doesn't bother with the buttons of his shirt, just drags it over his head as he moves towards her before starting on the pants.

It doesn't take him that long to get naked, and he's all up in her space the second he is, almost but not quite touching] Better?

[falsifies]

[She watches him undress, eyes moving over his body slowly. It's not like she's never seen him naked before, but it's honestly not a sight she could find herself ever getting bored with.

When he moves closer to her, she dances around him instead, a mischievous glint in her eyes.] Oh, yes. This champagne is actually much better after the first sip. Thanks for asking.

[shepherds]

[Eyeing her.] What was that, some kind of interpretive dance?

[falsifies]

Why, did you enjoy it? [She sits on the edge of the tub, glancing back at him before sliding in. Nice and hot and perfect.]

[shepherds]

It...sure was something. [A grin. He watches her slide into the water, appreciative, before getting in himself] You look good, hot and wet. [:'3]