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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

[falsifies]

[Despite her protests, there is the tiniest of smirks on her face.] They're going to think I'm a prostitute, aren't they?

[shepherds]

You have been watching too much Pretty Woman. [He takes her hand and pops the boot. He already packed a bag with clothes so she doesn't look like a prostitute when they leave the next day] Come on.

[falsifies]

[There are a thousand things running through her mind. He could be intending to kill her. Or he could be breaking up with her. Because this is sort of public, and she can't make a scene. But for the first time in what is probably forever, she just glances at the bag then back up at him and remains quiet. If he's going to take charge, she'll let him stay in that position.]

[shepherds]

[He sighs, practically reading her thoughts on her face. Tugging her to him, he presses a kiss to her forehead] I'm not going to kill you. [a beat] Or break up with you.

[falsifies]

I need to work on my poker face. [But she sighs, eyes closing briefly when he kisses her.]

[shepherds]

[Kissing her lips this time] Please don't.

[The valet gets the keys and a tip and Topher leads his stupid girlfriend into the hotel]

[falsifies]

[Kissing him back.]

You're cute sometimes.

[He's just as stupid.]

[shepherds]

Someone has to make up for you. [He knows :'| And now they are booking in and she doesn't get any strange looks at all tyvm, it's not like she's in her pyjamas.

And now they are at the room and she gets that door opened for her too. It's classy as fuck with a giant bed and a fantastic view. A side table has some fancy chocolates and a bottle of expensive champagne. There is also a bamfin bathtub happening in the next room, although she can't see that yet]

[falsifies]

[Making a face at him, but not saying anything. Her days for being cute are long since over, she knows that.

Okay, she's... A little blown away by the room. There's that cautious part of her that's always there, despite how... settled their relationship has become since they stopped being idiots. So things like this seem unreal to her.

Jordan glances back at him after exploring the room a bit, popping a chocolate into her mouth.] Dibs on the candy.

[shepherds]

[He watches her explore. The expression on his face is one that he doesn't really wear a lot when he looks at her - usually it's teasing, or want, or exasperation, or anger. But it's just fondness now as he waits for her to get settled with the situation.

At least, until she claims the chocolate. He raises an eyebrow at her, stepping closer until he's in her personal space. his hands go to her hips, tugging her closer. when he speaks, his lips brush against hers] Really?

[falsifies]

[Now this is more comfortable, his hands on her, getting into her space. A grin stretches across her face as she pulls her head back some, popping another piece of chocolate into her mouth.] Mm. Yeah, I really think so. Sorry for your luck.

[shepherds]

[He's been pretty calm about this whole thing, but that doesn't mean that he wasn't a little concerned she wouldn't like it. But then she gives him that grin and a knot of tension he hadn't been aware of relaxes]

I guess I can live with that. [It's not like he has much of a sweet tooth]

[falsifies]

Aw, you're not even trying. That's not any fun at all. [She leans in, easing her lips over his in a brief kiss.] Thank you. For this, I mean. Here I thought you forgot what romance was.

[shepherds]

[He tugs her a little closer when her lips close over his, deepening the kiss.] That almost sounded like manners. [Tastes like chocolate :|a He kisses her again]

[falsifies]

[She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing herself closer to him.] I can be very polite when I want to be. [She nibbles at his lip.]

[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?