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Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | ??Uh uh, ? Graverobber grunted in his own articulate way. There was no way in hell that he was getting on one of these make shift operating tables. For fuck ??s sake, they were dealing with equipment that was already a decade old in some cases. The only people that came here were desperate or ? Or had pissed off GeneCo.Graverobber hadn ??t really done anything bad in his mind. After all, many a dealer and grave robber still went in for surgery, with the surGENs with the perky breasts that nearly popped out of their gauzy dresses and the up to date equipment. Graverobber could do the same thing. Only Amber was watching. And probably dear old Daddy Largo, too, because he ??d been boning his Repo Man. Going under their knives would be the quickest way for him to get his lungs removed, never put back in and his body thrown away in a big dump.Or maybe on the payroll proper.Bright blue eyes shaded with just the hint of panic turned to Nathan. ??Two years is still a fucking while, ? he snarled, but for what? Two years, King Rotti might still be alive making him still on the List of People to Fuck Over, right next to his Doc. And Nathan was right: two years was pushing it. Graverobber had moments where his lungs hitched, ached and he had to cough to set them right again, like jumpstarting an old car. They were on the way out and, if he didn ??t get them replaced, so was he. ??Fucking mother of Christ, ? he added irritably, moving closer to Nathan as they got away from the crowded entrance. ??Did you find these, Doc? Better than roses or chocolate for a present." His mouth was open and his teeth bared as if he was trying to smile, but he was failing miserably. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's expression was grim as he watched the reactions flick over Graverobber's face it began with confusion, turned to disbelief, followed quickly by panic and the vagrant was trying to reason here, saying that two years was plenty of time, that maybe at some point during that time he would come by another chance like this and wouldn't need to face it so soon.Then came the anger, but it was laced with acceptance Graverobber knew that this was his best chance for survival, something he had always been good at, and turning this down would go against the very core of his personality. After all, given who he sold to, Nathan's grave robber had managed to be the only one in the entire city who had Rotti Largo personally keeping an eye on him not to mention that Amber Sweet was likely keeping tabs, she would always want to know where her supplier was, especially since Graverobber was the only one with a spine that allowed him to sell to a Largo. Or maybe it wasn't bravery maybe it was just because he was insane.Either way, he knew that he had to go through with the surgery, but Nathan couldn't blame him for being annoyed with the surprise."Yes, they were just laying in a trash can behind a Chinese take out I dusted them off and figured there was no sense wasting them." Nathan replied, heading down the hallway and eyeing the walls there was an attempt to keep the place clean, and it smelled vaguely of solvent, but only in a distant sort of way that indicated funds were so low that even bleach needed to be used sparingly.He peered over his glasses at Graverobber for a moment, watching him bare his teeth,"You'll be fine." Nathan said crisply, even though he wasn't so sure he believed it himself. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan was completely correct: survival was such an important part of Graverobber ??s life that it fueled his insanity. After all, making one ??s self valuable to those in charge, especially through their darling daughters, was how one stayed alive, especially when they did have a habit of insanity. And the offer was so tempting that even someone without Graverobber ??s cockroach like urge to stay alive wouldn ??t be able to turn away.A pair of nice lungs, so he could run and jump and play all he wanted. Fuck. That was familiar, wasn ??t it?Only now play involved crawling into a Repo Man ??s bed and sucking him off in the most boring house known to man and Graverobber found he wanted to be able to do that for a long time. He was pushing the age for grave robbers, but the idea of having more than a measly two years to explore the things that made Nathan curse and his kid giggle with joy sounded pretty good. ??Easy for you to say, ? he muttered anyways as You disappeared down one of the faded white hallways. Graverobber leaned in towards Nathan a little, dropping his head so they were almost touching. For some reason, the other man ??s warmth felt good, even if he knew he had to be imagining it. After all, the weather was fucking humid and miserable, especially in the city where the asphalt and concrete backed all day. ??You ??re not going under the knife. I shoulda known you ??d pull shit like this. ? He should have been angrier. He was angry. But his voice had a sort of amusement to it. He was learning his Doc, after all, and if he wasn ??t careful he ??d end up in a room just like the kid while he recovered, lock and all. Graverobber parted his lips to say something more, but Ray took that time to sweep in with some small, crooked Indian woman. ??Ah, Dr. Wallace, ? he said, his obnoxiously colored clothes sticking out even worse than the Graverobber ??s dreads because the scavenger at least knew how to match colors. Sort of. ??Follow me and Dr. Singh. I ??ve called two nurses to get you prep ??d for surgery, ? he added a sort of after thought to Nathan. Fuck. Somethingelsewas going on. Singh gave him a thin little smile before whisking away with Ray and Nathan.For a moment, Graverobber felt afraid. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan managed to look indignant, a man utterly insulted by the implications of 'pulling shit like this', but the closeness of the other man, though brief, was somehow reassuring enough to make the expression fade. Hearing the amusement in the other man's voice, he peered over at Graverobber and felt a sudden and powerful affection for the vagrant, and directly afterwards, felt a cold chill that told him he was in over his head.The feeling grew when Singh and Bankole entered the room and told him to get prepped for surgery.Graverobber getting prepped that made sense.Buthim?Nathan stared at the two as they began off down the hallway, and he shot a brief look at Graverobber before moving along beside him,"There's been some misunderstanding," Nathan said, bringing a hand to his chest, "I'm not "Well he was a doctor, yes. And a surgeon. But he hadn't set foot in an operating room outside of the one in his basement for seventeen years the street had become his surgical table."I don't do that sort of surgery anymore." he finished lamely. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | ??Which is why Dr. Singh will be supervising. ? Ray ??s hand hovered next to Nathan ??s shoulder just in case the man decided to bolt, tweed flapping in the wind. The old man couldn ??t understand how the baby doctor managed to keep from flushing in those heavy clothes, but it seemed that somewhere with the proper fashion came some kind of self regulating response to temperature.Ray preferred his painfully bright Hawaii ??n shirts, thank you very much. They brought out the color of his pain in the ass ness. ??Besides, I ??d like to keep the grave robber under anesthetic for the least time possible. I feel that you may perfect for getting out the lungs in record time. ? He glanced down to Nathan, bright green eyes examining his face. ??I ??ve seen your videos with Mag ??s eyes and the work on the lungs. Dr. Sing, with her better professional opinion, has as well. I don ??t want to see your hands wasted, especially not by Largo. ? The two doctors, used to the layout , managed to drag Nathan along in record time. Ray didn't like how quiet Singh was something was wrong, though it might have just been the idea of working with one of Largo's. He hadn't, of course, told her that Nathan was a Repo Man nor had he given a full name, but she wasn't stupid and she could read him as if every thought he had flashed right across his face in giant, neon letters. "Scrub up well, Doctor. We do our best to keep infection rates down." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan, though already pale enough to be called 'colourless', had somehow managed to go several shades whiter during the brief walk down the hallway if he was a god fearing man, he might have rolled his eyes skyward and askedwhy, but as a man of science, all he could do was grimly accept that sometimes things just sucked.Given Bankole's personality, he probably should have seen this coming it couldn't be as simple as bringing in the organs and paying the surgeons, no, Ray would have to get him involved in it well, more involved than he already was. Even worse, they were asking him to sink his hands into the chest cavity of the man he was sharing a bed with, and that fact caused his stomach to lurch violently by the time Bankole finished speaking, even Nathan's lips were without colour, leaving him a palette of slate grays and whites, with only the hazel of his eyes to break the ghostly colour scheme.That video."That damn video," Nathan rasped out Largo had absolutely needed to tape it, hadn't wanted to miss the momentous occasion where GeneCo did the first eye transplant, but why couldn't he have stayed anonymous? Why did Largo have to insist on naming him in the thing? He couldn't have predicted something like this even Rotti's power and money could only go so far, after all, but that goddamn video was going to trail along behind him for the remainder of his life.He hadn't done surgery for years, couldn't even remember what it felt like, because the last seventeen years had been filled with bodies that he forcibly removed organs from, and none of them had involved him putting them back in.Nathan looked ill and shaken, but he didn't argue Graverobber's life was at stake, and if he refused, there was a chance that Bankole would back out, and Nathan couldn't risk it. He did, however, give Bankole one desperate look before he crossed over to the sinks. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Because that video had once been the crowning jewel in Rotti Largo ??s replacement ??s surgical crown, back when Nathan Wallace had just been an ordinary, but skilled, SurGEN. It was another piece of the puzzle Ray had dug up and the man was starting to feel he had at least a few of the edge pieces.Prana took her spot at Wallace ??s side in the sinks. ??Make sure you spend a lot of time on the mechanical motion, ? she said in her delicately accented voice, echoing Ray ??s previous advice. Back when the world wasn ??t a hell hole, she ??d grown up in the UK and had never quite shaken the mix of Indian and British accents. Last Ray had heard, the UK had closed itself off in a quarantine. Something about land reclamation, too, but he had a lot more on his plate right in the city. ??We have a lot more areas where infection can occur. Irene, ? she said to a middle aged woman that had slinked into the pre op room. ??This is Doctor Wallace. He ??s been out of the loop for a very long time and should something go wrong, I ??m going to move you from anesthetics to surgery, got it? ? The woman nodded, and smiled at Nathan. Lines at the corners of her blue green eyes crinkled in good cheer as she pulled on a faded Batman patterned surgical cap over short brown hair. ??So you ??re Ray ??s pet project, ? she said, voice a little low for a woman ??s as she directed Nathan towards the actual surgery.Graverobber was lying on the table, stiff lipped and, if it was possible, paler than usual. Someone had gone through and finished the happy job of shaving him and cleaning his now shirtless chest, revealing the old scars to the high intensity lights above him. That same someone must have told him to keep his dirty hands away from the skin that would be cut, thank you very much, because his stained fingers were tapping away on the cold metal and plastic of the table. Nerves. He didn ??t even glance over when the doctors entered the room, all rustling scrubs and gowns. Graverobber wasn ??t entirely certain he could take seeing those familiar pale eyes, one with a dark splotch of something warm like brandy, peeking at him from over a mask. Not when those same fucking eyes belonged to a Repo Man that might or might not want him dead and skinned for a shirt.Oh, god. Bad idea. Now he wished he had been to Church some time in the last decade, because he was pretty sure they ??d appointed a patron saint of surgeries sometime and he wanted to know the name to pray to. Ray ??s makeshift hospital wasn ??t giving him the sort of odds he would like. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan heard Dr. Singh speaking to him, he understood her words and saw the laugh lines that formed around her eyes when she smiled, but his mind was absorbed by how bright the world inside the surgery room was it was poorly funded, that was clear enough, but efforts had been made to keep it clean and the smell of solvents hung in the air in a too familiar way. An excess of lights hung overhead and cast the patient into sharp focus, an expanse of suddenly too pale flesh beneath burning brightness, every part of him highlighted in a way that made him look like he had died just waiting for the actual surgery.An array of sharp, gleaming steel was at the ready nearby pliant flesh on a table. Nearby, a GeneCo organ storage container.A mask on his face.Gloves.Repo lingered coolly nearby, awaiting his moment because as far as he was concerned, this was his territory he was the one who gutted things, cut them open and brought blood to the surface. That was his job. Patients belonged to Repo.Nathan's eyes fell onto the table for a second time, and he found himself following the length of the ridiculously hued dreadlocks all the way up to the scalp, then down the profile, over the long nose and the grimly set mouth, and he felt his own heart thudding painfully in his chest.But this one was Nathan's. This one belonged to him.For a moment, Nathan saw his own reflection in stainless steel, and hard, angry eyes stared back at him just before he managed to push the monster back down where it belonged, back into its cage and away from this, away from the white and the bright lights and the metal away from Graverobber, while curtly informing the predator:He's mine and you can't have him.It didn't matter that there were others in the room for a moment they vanished entirely and all that existed was the silly, foolish, ridiculous, filthy scavenger that he just wanted to take back to his home and keep warm. Not for the first time, it occurred to Nathan that he was doomed, but the feeling had never been quite as pronounced as it was right then when he took Graverobber's hand, squeezing it just once.He said nothing, however, because he knew the words would never be right, not even now."I brought alternatives," Nathan said suddenly, voice firm, "No zydrate. I don't want him relying on it through the healing process." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber managed to have a whole huge paradigm shift without even knowing it.It started back before, when the old man had gotten soft on him and kissed him in a way that tasted of sour and blood, the same sort of taste he got in his mouth when he ??d been stabbed that one time in the stomach and had vomited up blood. Not that the old guy had been turning his guts out any time earlier than the day, it was just the dealer had a few wires crossed in his brain and stuff came out the wrong way, where pain had a taste and tastes like grave dirt had colors to them. The room had a taste to it, too, but that wasn ??t the important part.The important part was that he was watching Nathan ??s face behind the surgical mask over the talk of women, all women, voices like warm honey and hand sanitizer, and that he recognized the good doctor ??s inner conflict as something more important than his own. Because he wasn ??t inner conflicting so much as fucking scared of the monster that was going to have access to his innards, but for some reason him being scared shitless didn ??t matter too much. Not when the Doc ??s eyes looked likethat, so angry, like Repo was pissed like a mother fucker and taking it out on the doctor ??s insides.His own long fingers, surprisingly steady, squeezed back. Momentary show of weakness, but, fuck, it was all women so they wouldn ??t notice, right? Besides, chicks dug that sort of thing, emotions and all, but that didn ??t really matter either.Nathan ??s eyes were so washed out. The harsh, artificial light had gone and stolen what little color the man had left, made him look deader than usual. Graverobber usually liked corpses.He didn ??t like his doctor looking like a corpse.So he smiled: a twisted, sardonic thing that got a little more pained when Nate mentioned the lack of Z. Fucking Doc. For Chrissake ??s, he was going to have some charity surgeon cut into his chest, remove his crap lungs and not even give him the glow afterwards?What a hardass.Unfortunately, the very Nathan like concern of his mild addiction made him feel a little warm, warmer than he should feel in that sterile room.The woman who had taken up a seat near his head laughed, voice like broken glass in his mind because she wasstaringat his doctor in a certain when he looked up. ??Dr. Bankole said you ??d want that, ? she said under her mask, her pixie hair cut hidden under that stupid cartoon cap. ??Pulled out a general anesthetic we use on those that kicked the Z habit. ? Her fingers were warm and rubbery when she placed the mask on his face and it tasted of plastic and, oddly, yellow, and when she turned her head down and looked at him with gentle, pretty eyes he nearly panicked. ??Count to ten for me, ? she said, and hehatedher for ? he didn ??t know, really. Sterilized, Zydrate blue eyes rolled towards Nathan. ??Doc, ? he croaked, instead of counting, and the last thing he saw before his mind rolled off where those mismatched eyes, highlighted with purple and lines and set over a stale, white mask. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan nearly started when Graverobber's hand squeezed back in front of others, no less.But the tiny gesture held enough meaning for the broken old man that he might have smiled beneath the mask if he hadn't been so terrified of what he was about to do. Graverobber managed a smile or something like one, anyways, but it was a bitter and twisting thing that was so characteristic that this time Nathan really did smile, and it showed just at the corners of his eyes, and only for an instant before it was exchanged with a more stern expression.Of course Bankole had known the man seemed to predict everything correctly Nathan nodded to the woman at the end of the table and unlike Graverobber, adored her for the fact she was caring for the colourful idiot on the table.And then there was eye contact, blue eyes that made Nathan's heart wrench for a moment, his brows knitting as he watched Graverobber sink into unconsciousness, forcing Nathan to acknowledge that he might not open his eyes again.But then, Marcus had lived through a lot of things that should have killed him including being the bedfellow of a repo man.There was a final whisper from Repo, but Nathan stamped it out and his mind reverted to a time long ago where his world had consisted of clean, sleek metal and anesthetic, and patients that were meant to walk out of the building again."Well," Nathan said finally, nervously, "I suppose we'll be alright as long as we remember to put the lungs back in."Probably not a good time for dark humour. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | ??At least one, yes. ? Irene glanced to the near ancient equipment , blue green eyes expertly logging the heart rate, O2 rates, etc. Unlike Wallace, she ??d been doing this her whole life, all the way until she got into her thirties and had to retire. Well. She didn ??thaveto. She had the chance of getting copious amounts of surgery from that time forward to look like she ??d made it to twenty five, stopped, and simply never developed any further.She had never felt so good to say ??ver derharget ?? as she had then. Her grandmother would have been proud, both for the Yiddish and the general sentiment. ??He ??s completely under, Dr. Singh. ? One hand smoothed away an artificially coloured lock of hair, noting the general uniformity and the color of the clean hair. The dealer was in pretty good shape for a kid that lived on the streets. Musculature, too, was good. He probably got enough to eat, unlike most of the junkies that came through the doors. Low chance of dying in surgery, she hoped, because Wallace just didn ??t look like he ??d be able to take it. ??We ??re going to remove the left lung first. Have a care: these organs will be donated to someone else. ? Irene looked to Prana, confused. Usually she was a pleasant woman not the most talkative, but smiled. Today, today she was cool and biting off the end of her words. Irene ??s brow furrowed over her mask, very similar to Nathan ??s expression, as she tried to fit together her superior ??s recent bad moods. Ray and her weren ??t fighting, she ??d seen that there would be copious amounts of flowers exploding in the Indian woman ??s small apartment. It couldn ??t be Wallace. Wallace was too adorable for anyone to be angry at for too long of time. ??Scalpel. ? Of course, if what Ray cautioned her about was true, she thought as she watched one of the nurse ??s reach over and swab the skin as another handed off a shining metal tool, then he could turn nasty at first blood and they ??d have to down a Repo Man before finishing the surgery. Irene wasn ??t entirely sure that the meek, grey looking man across from her could really be a big problem, but Ray had insisted that she ??d keep a tranq on her.Singh ??s gloved hand was stable as she made that first, fluid cut. Blood welled up, scarlet against the scavenger ??s marbled skin. Irene watched the man ??s face, his muscles, checking for any twitch, tightening, some sign that the anesthetic wasn ??t working as they pulled back skin and bone. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Even with the heavy smell of cheap solvents hanging in the air, there was no disguising the scent of blood from Repo the moment flesh was pierced, he could feel his darker half rattling his cage, furious and eager all at once there were days where he likened Repo to a sick child, the sort that spent time burning ants with magnifying glasses and pulling the wings off of insects.Though, that may have been too kind of a comparison.Repo relished the gore, but Nathan Wallace decidedly did not especially not when it was coming from Marcus. His brows knitted with worry for an instant as the blood came and flesh was parted, and he wanted to look away because he just didn't want to see someone else he loved split open and lifeless on an operating table.But he didn't he watched every movement with the hawk like focus of the obsessive, compelled in part by the surgeon in him, but primarily by the control freak in him even though he knew his involvement with the surgery would be limited, and even though he knew the surgeons had been doing their job for years, were probably more skilled than he was he just had to make sure. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Irene was, as always, entranced by the blood against the sterile whites of the scavenger ??s skin, the cotton and the cool grey of metal. Part of her, her own part that loved to watch bleeding for bleeding sake and got it ??s joy out in renting particularly gory movies, was glad to watch. The rest, however, was aching to work. She was good. Damned good. And Prana had a man who ??d been in retirement for nearly two years helping.Ah, well. She ??d get to work next time. There were always next times, because the number of people who couldn ??t afford GeneCo and had the sense to stay away from them was always high. Irene turned her head, watching the grave robber ??s vitals, then back to the middle aged man he had come in with. Handsome. Very handsome, in a quiet sort of way, but Irene had always preferred quieter men. A few hours in, Singh actually started talking to him, walking him through a few parts of the procedure like he was some sort of grey haired intern.Irene ??s eyes moved from her work to Singh ??s so she could watch hands covered in latex and blood. She loved the color of the organs as they were removed, carefully, to be cleaned and re used in someone who had even less time than the man on the table, loved the way each of the state of the art GeneCo lungs was stitched in, one at a time. She couldn ??t help herself. Irene stretched her neck, catching a glimpse of the chest cavity and the movement of one fresh new lung.God. She loved her job. Maybe even more now, when she wasn ??t dealing with someone who was getting a job done for a show, when care had to be taken with each and every transplant because the organs couldn ??t just be ripped out. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan was quiet through the procedure, silent unless he was spoken to, sharp eyes focusing on the operation, mouth in a perpetual frown behind the sterile mask he wore. When Singh instructed him, Nathan listened with the rapt attention of the most ambitious surgical intern, regardless of the fact that his years as a surgeon were still with him as far as he was concerned, he could always learn more.At some point during the procedure, Repo made the strange, very quiet remark that they were being observed Nathan finally managed to tear his eyes away from the open chest cavity that he had been watching for hours he blinked, and the sting in his eyes told him that he had been forgetting to and he looking up, eyes meeting unexpectedly with Irene's.Nathan wasn't sure why, but the moment it happened, he found himself ducking his head, eye moving back down almost bashfully, a motion that brought him back years ago, back when he had been a lab rat, sequestered away in the GeneCo laboratories when he wasn't in the surgical ward, a man utterly incapable of socialization especially when it came to women.He reminded himself he was forty two, a Repossession Agent, a doctor, and a father. There was no reason for that sort of thing.Still, he couldn't seem to bring himself to look back up he refocused on Marcus, the worry creasing his brow once more. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Irene arched an eyebrow. Adorable, yes. Expected, no. After all, wasn ??t the former surgeon sleeping with the guy on the table? That ??s what she had understood from that little exchange earlier: men didn ??t often share feeling by squeezing hands. Nor did most upstanding citizens hang with people like the grave robber unless they were buying drugs or engaging in some odd affair.In any case, the look, whatever it was, was over before she had a chance to properly analyze it. Who knew why the man was with the kid? Maybe it was a family member, not a partner. ??I ??m going to ask you to remove the second lung, ? Prana said in her cool, calm voice, the one that made it sound like everything was under control and nothing could go wrong under her watch. It was a good voice, from a good doctor. Maybe if he kept on, he ??d see that, too. Prana had a way with making people feel like the wouldn ??t, they couldn ??t mess up. ??Will you be capable of that, Doctor? ? Half done already and still a good pulse. No need for a mechanical breather, it looked like the boy's one lung was good enough for the rest of the surgery on its own . Irene, before Prana could even asked, reported, "It looks good, Dr. Singh. Heart and lung functioning near optimal and no complications at the moment." Thank God. Whatever the scavenger was to the strange gentleman, he didn't look like he'd do well a death on the table. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Memory was a funny thing.On a regular basis, Nathan went through the routine of messily removing the organs of an assigned patient on many occasions he had retrieved lungs, but he had done so knowing that the intention was not for the patient to come out of it alive. His only goal during those times was to take back GeneCo property, and any death that resulted from said repossession as indicated in the contract was not the responsibility of the GeneCo company, nor any of its employees.Not that anyone could complain anyways.But as Prana asked him to remove the second lung and Nathan numbly nodded, he stepped forward, he wasn't possessed by thoughts of the filthy streets or the screaming victims, he didn't think about the gore and the scent of fear.Instead, he remembered the clean walls and the bright lights of a surgical ward, the sound of heart monitors and the smell of antiseptic, marking a time where Nathan Wallace had been a good man, a brilliant young doctor with a future, a loving wife, and a child on the way. Memories of anatomy books and biology labs, the nervous days of school where he always feared he would somehow make a mistake, even though he never did.And instead of the cold chill that came with Repo, Nathan felt a strange, calm warmth. It was familiar.Without flourish, Nathan clamped off the artery, veins, and air tubes he neatly and efficiently removed the lung, and it occurred to him that Graverobber looked just as pale now as he did with his make up on. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | His hands were good. Irene watched, almost pleased, as if he were her prot g . Maybe, if things worked out, he would be. She wouldn ??t mind a quiet, mousey man, a recovering Repo Man following her into surgery, not when he had hands like those. Another set of skilled hands stolen right from Rotti Largo, damn, that ??d be good. He seemed calmer, too, as if he'd found some inner peace or simply was too frightened to be afraid anymore. ??The lungs are pretty new, ? Irene remarked and Prana looked up, something odd in her dark eyes. ??How long will this generation last. ? ??A good portion of his life, if they ??re not defective, ? she said, and her tone of voice left little room for conversation. Prana was always like this, though get her to the second half of a surgery, where things were starting to look good, and she got quiet save for the terse commands. Not that there were many commands left. Once the second lung was out, Prana worked in near silence, not even needing to request tools because the surgery was so routine, so familiar. The only difference was she asked the other man to close up. Finish. Do exactly the opposite of what Repo Men did.And all the while, the boy on the table was still alive, heartbeat strong. Irene was almost proud of that, too, because it wasn ??t too often they got patients that were almost healthy. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan desposited the old lung into a storage container he suspected Graverobber's old lungs would be recycled yet again, put into someone with even less time than he'd had, give them maybe another two years three, tops. Living from payment to payment, though, even a week's extension was a gift of life, and especially in a city where the gutters ran with blood.He was aware that Irene's remark hadn't been directed at him, and that Prana gave a response, but Nathan found it spilling from him anyways""Twenty five to thirty years." he said, his voice oddly distant as he stared at the internal organs of a man that he'd had in his bed that morning a man that he had made love to repeatedly over the course of the last few weeks grimly, he added, "Longer than the prospects of life on this city's streets, anyways."He could have actually touched Marcus' heart, right then.At Prana's next instruction, Nathan stepped forward again, casting another sideways glance at Graverobber's face it was strangely peaceful, but he supposed that was normal, what with all the drugs being pumped through his system right then. Again, he went through motions that felt as though they were programmed into him the insertion of a chest tube, the closing of the ribs and muscle, and finally the suturing of skin stitches that were done with a near obsessive hand, perfectly aligned and carefully placed. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | ??I don ??t think I ??ve ever seen a sixty year old grave robber, ? Prana remarked darkly but Irene would have been disturbed if the old woman started being all sunshine and flowers at this point. Prana ??s mood was inversely proportional to how well a surgery was going at the end: after all, in a run down place like the charity hospitals, a strong kid like the one on the table could be doing fantastically until he got a simple pack of microbes in his blood. Then all that hard work would be undone and, well, Prana was a good woman. She wouldn ??t want to see even a deadbeat like this die because they didn ??t have the resources to sterilize properly. ??Hey, maybe that ??s just because he ??d be good enough to get the works. He ??d look younger than this one, ? one of the nurses chimed in, recognizing Singh ??s ??we did good ? dark mood as a sign to start talking without getting snapped at.The kid the table was still out, but vitals were still looking fantastic. ??Good O2 levels, ? Irene remarked because the middle aged man that had assisted with the surgery looked like he needed to hear it. ??Good pulse, good nerve responses. I think we have us a Franken Robber. ? ??Wonderful job, Doctor, ? Singh said tersely, checking over the stitches with care. ??You must have done a lot of surgeries before your ? retirement. ? ??Or you were practicing on the roast at home, ? Irene added brightly, moving out of the way so one of the more practiced nurses could start mixing the cocktail of painkillers and anti coagulants. ??We don ??t need to hear about your hobbies, Doctor, ? Singh responded dryly and Irene cracked a giant, crooked smile under her mask, her blue green eyes bright with cheer. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan didn't pull his eyes away from Graverobber, even for an instant his focus remained pinned to the vulture as though the man's very vitals relied on him continuing to watch. He heard Singh's thinly veiled animosity, but he couldn't blame her,"A few." Nathan said distantly, "When it all started, GeneCo had rules about only staffing skilled surgeons. It's more like a fast food service now anyone who can pick up a knife can cut into someone."Finally he stepped back he blinked and his eyes suddenly began to water as he realized how dry they had become.He turned his head to look at Irene, briefly puzzled when he was faced with her smiling eyes,"No, the roasts all come pre sutured these days." he replied, a strained attempt at a joke. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | And Irene, as all people interested in their conversation partners, grinned a little wider in appreciation of the joke, weak as it was. Hell, it was cute. The man was shy, no doubt about it, or else he'd been shut up for the last few years as one of Rotti's men. They'd gotten a few Repo Men through their little charity hospital, nothing like this one. Most Repo Men were psychotic and had to be put down. This one was well dressed, soft spoken and wasn't attempting to remove their fingers.Irene just couldn't believe the rumor, but what if it was right? What if this colourless, gentle manwasa Repo Man? ??Doctor, you will clean up with us. Afterwards, Irene will set up a cot in the boy's room. I hope you don't mind the lack of privacy. ? Ah, Singh. Always businesslike, efficient. She was already engaging in her end of surgery ritual, removing the gloves, the mask, moving towards the door. Irene looked back to man, the one who had less colour than his pale blue mask, and rolled her eyes. ??Come on. I'll get you a place to sleep while we finish post op. ? |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | The city was quiet except for the constant stream of rain and lightning that lashed out over the city. The thunder struck as lightning ripped across the sky. Beast boy sighed and sat back on the couch as he kept flipping through the channels, most not working due to the lightning storm they were experiencing. "Great nothing on and nothing working can this day get any worse?" As soon as he said the lightning tore across the sky and struck the ground knocking out the power to the titan tower. "Apparently it can." He sighed and just shook his head sitting on the couch.Robin looked outside and shook his head as the lightning kept arcing across the sky. "Something about this just doesn't feel right, Like its not natural and I know how odd that sounds but it just doesn't seem right and some of the lightning is actually striking the ground and that is RARELY normal to happen so many times." Robin walked back over to the living room and when the power shut off he knew something wasn't right. "All right now I know something is up. Titans be on guard."Outside the city where the lightning had struck the smoke began to clear. "Oh wonderful job." "I know what I was doing, it was a short cut." "You know what you're doing you know what you're doing, If I had a penny for every time you said that I wouldn't be needing this gold!" Fear growled ready to smack his brother Chaos across the head. "Both of you, shut up, We're here so now we need to infiltrate into the tower and take it over so that the defenses of this planet are gone. Then the rest of the team can get through." Fear and Chaos looked over and nodded. "All right all right." Shadow just shook his head and looked at them. "Remember we want them alive, No use in killing them so fear, ease off on the power." Shadow looked up at Titan tower. "First the tower then the world." |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | Raven stood quiet in the tower, casually watching the lightening strike outside in odd amounts. The girl seeming unchanged but the sudden loss of power as well. "Robin's right..lighting doesn't strike like this. Something is definitely up." She watched the tower carefully as it lay covered in darkness, the only light seeming to be from the lighting that struck. When she was given that chance she studied the tower, waiting to capture something out of the usual within the tower."Aw maaan, you just had to say something didn't you BB? You know once you say that, something always happens!" spoke Cyborg, glaring over at the Beast Boy, as if to blame him for their loss of power. His red eye glowed dimly in the darkness of the tower, sighing he moved to stand once hearing Robin about staying alert. He calculated the tower, like Raven, waiting to something out of the norm.Starfire stayed close to Robin, a small squeak escaping from the girl as the power went out. She still was not quite use to the sudden power outage, making the tower seem to change completely. "Do you think we may be under attack?" she spoke in a curious tone. Raising her hand it quickly became engulfed in a green ball of energy, allowing her fellow team members to better see the tower then with just the light from the lighting outside. |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | Beast Boy looked at Cyborg and sighed. "Oh COME ON CY! it's Not my fault." He then looked over at Robin and Starfire and just shrugged. "well if something is coming this way don't you think we should get ready for what ever may be coming our way?" how true beastboy's words rung that night. They should bet starting to get prepared for what ever was coming their way but what was coming would be something they had never faced before. Robin looked at Starfire and nodded. "I think it may be a direct attack against the tower. Titans GO!" Robin quickly rushed out. "Cyborg you and Beastboy take the basement levels, Starfire, Raven take the top floors and roof. I'll take the direct center."The team was all ready for their raid against Titan tower. They had everything they would need to be able to subdue any of the titans which ever they met. Shadow looked at fear and Chaos. "Fear I want you to cover their top, Chaos you've got ground floor and I'll go to the front door and welcome myself to the new home." Fear looked at his brother and nodded before pulling their masking over their heads. The green glow of the illumination lights giving an eerie look to them. Quickly Fear moved through the cliff side and up along the side of the tower keeping out of direct sight. He was right at the top ready to climb over the lip and onto the roof. Chaos quickly rushed out and went for the basement, sliding through an old window then creeping inside. Shadow walked up to the main doors setting the charges. "Knock knock". |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | Cyborg snorted, shaking his head a bit "Your the one saying 'Oh it can't get any worse' So as far as I'm concerned, it's your fault BB." he argued with the green male. Though quickly put that aside once hearing Robin giving out his orders, a sharp nod coming from the half robotic man. "You got it. Let's go BB!" Quickly he took off through the tower, heading towards the basement to meet any intruders who may have already entered.Raven nodded her head "Right." Keeping her hood over her head she started through the tower, heading up towards the roof. Starfire was also quick to follow "Yes, please be careful Robin." she spoke, being as he would not have any partner to fight with. Flying quickly she caught up to Raven, the two girls now both flying through the tower to gain quicker access to the roof. Once reaching the top the two stood back to back, careful of their surroundings in the rainy, dark night. |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | Beastboy just shook his head and headed off with cyborg heading down the many stars of the tower before finally getting to the basement and looking around. "You don't really think there is anyone down here now do you? I mean whats the point in coming from the bottom, its too big to head up and you'd get spotted coming up." Beast boy just laughed abit and looked around. "See no one here." He was sient for some time before a voice replied to him. "Oh I don't think so." Chaoshttp: www.videogamesblogger.com wp...ras tatsunoko vs capcom character artwork.jpgreplied as he had his sword resting on the ground lightly tapping his foot. "Its quite useful actually. attack the bottom and it all comes crumbling down."Fear climbed over silently in the darkness onto the roof. the glow from his eyes hidden by the darkness of the night, if spotted it would of been mistaken as just the reflection from the lights from something in the city. "I guess I always get the good ones." Fear laughed to himself once he had eyed up both the two girls Raven and Starfire. He licked his lips thinking that he was the lucky one of the squad. Slowly drawing his sword he watched the pair, he couldn't help but oogle them. Shadowhttp: wiki.animelliure.net images 1 14 DibuixKaras.jpgWalked to the door and drew his sword. "Release" and with the words uttered the doors seemed to explode and fly out. Robin quickly turned hearing the explosion before he hardly got enough time to jump back from the edge of a sword to his face. |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | "I don't know BB, but just keep an eye out ok? If one is coming up from the bottom, means there could be more elsewhere." he spoke sternly. He looked around carefully in the darkness of the basement a small light flipping out above his shoulder, about to agree with Beast boy and no one seeming to be down there, before he heard the voice. Quickly his actions changed, standing in a defensive mode now, turning to face the noise he glared at Chaos. "Who are you?" he had to question, in all their years of fighting he had never met this guy before.A small sherik could be heard from Starfire as she felt herself thrown in a different direction from the explosion. Though just as quick as she was to fall, she moved to hover above the ground, both her fists shining with green orbs. Raven grunted as she felt her own body thrown from the door behind them exploding, though like Starfire she moved quickly to raise as well. Both the girls now facing the door, waiting for their oppent to show himself to them. |
Falling Stars (Cerberus and DarkJuggalette) | Chaos watched Cyborg and looked him over before hoisting his sword up over his shoulder letting it tap against the metal of his suit. "much alike you and I are. But yet, So different and unique." He looked over at Beastboy and tilted his head. "You...are jsut, well..weak." He sighed. "Not much of a challenge." looking back over to Cyborg, Chaos nodded. "I guess its only fair you know the name of the one who is going to beat you, I am Chaos, That is my name and all you need to know warrior, Now.. DIE!" He rushed at Cyborg and swung the blade down from his shoulder hoping to bring it to contact with Cyborg's arms to cleave them right off.Fear watched Starfire and nodded as he held his sword out and launched his chain. it shot in between them and stuck into the side of the tower behind the girls. He grinned and let it recall him giving him the needed speed to swoop past Starfire and grab her placing his sword across her neck. He stopped at the other side of the roof holding Starfire in one arm with the blade across her neck. his other hand free and able to draw upon many objects should raven try to fight. "Now now I wouldn't want to lop off your pretty friend's head just because you decided to attack. No it would be smart for you to just surrender now." |
Vergil loves Lady? | It was just after the battle with Dante, and Vergil had left the top of the tower, moving through some corridors as he kept the amulet in his hand, thinking about what he was going to do now as he had no plan at all besides eventually trying to re activate the tower. |
The darkness may be hope | At a distance from the Hidden Leaf village was a smaller village of which were having problems with bandits. One young female ninja with long white hair had took the first step to free her home. There was a battle of which the remaining bandits took off and now it was her a few others while the rest were resting from their hard battles.Tonight Aiko was traveling through the woods when she was attacked by three bandits. She managed to handle one of them but the other two managed to get her wrapped up in their wires."Let me go!" She yelled out as she struggled within the wires but they tighten up enough to cut into her limbs. Blood dripped to the ground as she glared at them. |
The darkness may be hope | It has been two nights since his battle with naruto, he feels sadned, but courageous.He travels to go see orochimaru, but a small village comes across his path.He hears screams in the distance which he shouldn't gone to but he did.Seing a girl in pain and agony, sasuke helped her out, by throwing two explosive kunai at the back of the two bandits and making the explode on impact.He goes up to the girl to see if shes ok. |
The darkness may be hope | Aiko looked at Sasuke as her dark eyes glared at him. Gritting her teeth as she struggled within the tighten wires only to stop once more from the pain. Her muscles were quivering from the pain but her glare at Sasuke disappeared as she figured he may not help her if she continued to glare at him."Thank you...Could you get me down? This is starting to get very painful." Her voice was soft like a rose petal and her body was tiny for her age. Though her breasts were full and perky under her clothing and her hips held a slight curve to them. |
The darkness may be hope | Sasuke helped her, he had nothing but thoughts of her in his head. She was undoubtibly pretty, but could such a girl get in the way of his goals?"who are you?"He asked with a calm tone. |
The darkness may be hope | When her feet touched the ground she fell to her knees with the wires hitting the ground and her blood dripping from her wounds. Panting in pain as she looked up at Sasuke seeing him watching her. "Aiko...I'm from a village not far from here. I'm among the few uninjured from defending the village." Slowly she got to her feet as her muscles were trembling. Though she bowed before him. "Thank you for your help..Whoever you are. I do owe you my life." |
The darkness may be hope | "owe me your life?"Sasuke watched her and grinned." i am sasuke, form the hidden le...actually i am not form a village...anymore..." |
The darkness may be hope | Standing back up to look at him seeing him smiling at her. Though when he corrected himself about he had no village. What she thought was he lost his village in a raid. "I'm sorry to hear that. Were you hit by many rogue ninjas?" |
The darkness may be hope | Sasuke sighed and nodded."yes, way to many to count."He looked at her and smiled."lets stop talking about that, lets get you home!" |
The darkness may be hope | Looking at him seeing he was bit cheerful. Maybe that was his nature. Shrugging her shoulders as she lead him to her village. "Why don't you stay the night and refresh your supplies or..." She looked at him closely seeing he had none. "You can stay with me and I can cook you an old fashion meal." |
The darkness may be hope | He nods at the second option."ok looking foreward to it." |
The darkness may be hope | Nodding to him as she took off a a walk with a limp. Back at her place there was herbs she can put on her wounds. It took her awhile to get him to her place. Once there she slipped her shoes off and walked further inside. "Make yourself at home. I need to get some herbs on these wounds before they get to infected." She informed him as she went into a room off to the right. Once in there she striped down to nothing and poured water into a medium sized tub. Silently she stepped into the water with her back to the door. |
The darkness may be hope | Sasuke nodded, and slid off his shoes s well.He begun roaming around her nice house, it seemed like a family lived here, how could just one person live here!? He walked into the hallway where a beam on lights is shown. It was coming from the girls bathroom, she had forgott to close the door all the way so the light was shining through. He slolwy looked through the crack to see her naked and getting into the tub."BAH!"He said in his mind and turned around and hid for a moment, then getting the idea to look again. |
The darkness may be hope | She poured a bucket of cold water over ehr form to wash away the blood. The cold made her gasp in shock as a reaction her skin tensed up making her nipples hard. Aiko stood there shivering as the blood was washed away and the water beaded over the curves of her body. In the bathroom was herbal medcine.When she was done washing she got out of the tub and wrapped her body up in a towel. Her ears twitched as she heard the boards shiftin gby the weight."Um Sasuke...Can you hear me?" She called out to him not thinking he was nearby. "If you can hear me would you come in here? I need you help once more." |
The darkness may be hope | He slowly jogss in."yeah yeah, i was just in the kitchen, what do u need?"He scans her from head to toe and sees her towel shape her sexy body. |
The darkness may be hope | Her white hair was down to the middle of her back as she looked at him over her shoulder. Smiling softly as she grabbed a bottle of medicine and walked over to him. "This is to help with wounds. I was wondering if you can put this on the back of my shoulders...I can't reach it." She blushed softly as only females tended to the wounded. |
The darkness may be hope | "ummmmk?"he grabbed the bottle and hesitantly rubbed the gel on her back.It had a weird smell, but he was touching this basiclly naked girl! Her skin was so soft and he widened his eyes and blushed when he cuaght a small glimse f her ass cheeks."umm all better?"he said with a shakey voice. |
The darkness may be hope | Aiko raised the towel up to cover herself from him. She turned to face him as her cheeks were blushing. "Thank you. Sorry if it smells but it kills any infections and posions." She told him as she walked to a screen and tossed the towel aside. There she got dressed in another set o fclothin gthat looked similar to what she had earlier.Feeling great as she walked out and touched Sasuke's shoulder before leaving him there to cook fresh rice and beef. |
The darkness may be hope | He followed her into the kitchen ans waited patiently while she cooked."so um u live her all alone?" |
The darkness may be hope | "Hm?" She looked over her shoulder at him when he sat down to wait on dinner. "Oh yes I do." She left it as that as she poured the thin sliced beef in a frying pan an dfried everything up. When dinenr was down she handed it to him as she tooka small portion. |
The darkness may be hope | "wow!"He said to her statement, and at the food at the same time."do u ever get lonely?" |
The darkness may be hope | Shrugging her shoulders when he asked if she got lonely. "I am rarely here. I eat sleep and get cleaned up. The rest of the time I'm with the others." She ate after informing of her life. Shaking her head as she finsihed eatting and walked by him as she touched his hair."I don't have a spare room but I got a spare mat in my room. If you don't mind sharing a room with me." She said casually with her walking out of the kitchen. |
The darkness may be hope | "heh, i guess thats not a problem"He said scratching the back of his head."ill clean up here."He said picking up his plate after finish eating."thank you for the meal." |
The darkness may be hope | "I'll get the beds set up!" She called out to him as she went to the bedroom where she opened the closet. Minutes later she placed the mats out with pillows and blankets. For Sasuke she placed him near the door that opened to give her a good view of the area outside. Aiko on the other hand left the door open and the candle burning so he could find his way there.Silently she nestled down under her blanket where she laid on her stomach wondering where Sasuke came from? Either way she'd be traveling with him shortly to pay him back. |
The darkness may be hope | Sasuke lays down in the bed, under the blanket.He stares up to the ceiling, kinda uncomfortable being in the same room with a girl, but still calm and serious.he doesn't sya a word. |
The darkness may be hope | Aiko blew the candle out and nestled into her pillow. She didn't hear any movements from him but she turned her head over to talk to him. "Sasuke, would you mind if I traveled with you to pay my debt back to you?" She was going to go with him anyways if he refused but she wanted it to be gentle for now. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | "Are they all to be this long, Master?'"Be thankful," Obi Wan replied with a half smile, half smirk, "four and a half months isn't as long as some.""It's longer than most."The cloud car soared gracefully through the darkened sky of Coruscant, floating through the Imperial City with ease. This late at night it wasn't quiet, the Imperial City never truly sleeping, but if you could navigate its trafficked skies during the day you could navigate nearly anywhere. "Most we've been lucky enough to be assigned to, sure. More than once when I was a padawan Master Qui Gon and I were sent on missions by the council that could last up to a year.""A year?" Anakin's brow quirked quizzically."More than once," he repeated, a soft, brief chuckle accompanying the Jedi Master's lingering smirk."What could you have been doing for that long?""On the record?" Obi Wan replied with a quick glance, a wide turn to the right and a sharp incline. "Establishing relations, more or less diplomatic work, but in areas too hostile for normal delegates to visit. Off," he said after a pause, "it was usually to seek out the cause of the lingering hostilities and deal with it.""...I hope the Council never tells me I'll be gone a year," Anakin said with a smile, the teenager leaning back against the soft cushioned chair of the crimson ship. "Even four months away from Coruscant has been too much.""Tell you?" And this came with a laugh. "I've never known Master Windu to give a time frame. He tells us when we're going. We tell him when we're done.""Well tell them we're done until further notice!" he replied in matching amusement. Anakin rubbed at his neck and closed his eyes momentarily, the feeling of a familiar bed at the forefront of his thoughts. ...No, at this point it couldn't so much be considered familiar, could it? Not after this long. An old friend, more like. Comfortable. Missed."Me?! You'r " A sharp, sudden turn at the last second saw them half spinning to avoid colliding into another ship. This came almost seamlessly almost with the conversation only skipping a single beat. "Ha! You're mad if you think I'll be doing any such thing, Anakin! They'll have us out to Kashyyyk by dawn!""And you're mad to not let me drive, Master." Yawning, "Are we almost there?""We landed five seconds ago." The engines cut off. "Perhaps if I was more of a showoff like you we would have had a rough landing and you would have noticed."Even as they jested back and forth, even as tired as they were, it didn't take the two long to climb out of the ship, and even less time to drag themselves from the landing pad to the homes the provided for them. Yawns accompanied their steps. Things such as reporting in to the Council, even such as showering and eating could wait for the morning. If they didn't have droids to take in their bags that would have likely waited too.In fact, perhaps the only thing necessary right then was Anakin seeing Obi Wan to his room, a gesture of respect that the master would be to rest first before the apprentice. Any energy that had existed with which to joke on the flight seemed dispersed, overcome now instead by grogginess, with quiet accompanying the two as the door slid open to Obi Wan's home when they came to it on the walkway. Stepping inside, the lights in the main and any adjacent rooms flickering on, Obi Wan rubbed at his face tiredly with one palm while the other, his glance back over his shoulder to his padawan, went to motion that it was alright to retire for the night. Though, the young Skywalker had an odd look on his face, one in which his was too tired to decipher right away."Anakin? What is it?" But then he realized the teen wasn't looking at him, but past him, to which Obi Wan's eyes immediately shot forward. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | Coruscant.It was so very different than Naboo and yet, like all planets in all galaxies these days, it was familiar due to one commonality war. War took place on Coruscant very differently than it had on Naboo. No droid armies threatening to tear down the skyscrapers that covered over all of the natural features of the planets surface, as they had done to the verdant and dense landscapes of Naboo. There were no guns here to fight with, in public that is, only words. The main arena was not the fields outside of Theed, but the Senate Building where tempers flared, alliances were forged and broken, and liberty dangled upon a thin and breaking string before their very eyes Padm had witnessed more than enough of the atrocities of the Senate during her reign as Queen. Though her own council and her people had pleaded with her to take a second term, she was consumed by the thoughts of the Senate dismantling all that she had fought for in the name of peace. Resigning at the elected period to Queen Jamillia, Padm was supported by the new monarch to represent the Chommell Sector in the Senate A motion that would be welcomed by those who supported her unwavering dedication, and silently brewed upon by those who were certain they had seen the last of that poised and headstrong girl, whose tongue was sharper than any blade and whose eyes seemed to know all of your secrets without needing your confession at all Padm was well aware of how her deep sienna eyes captivated those around her particularly one above all others.One whom she was certain hadnoidea that she would be there, standing in his chambers He would be too weary after such a long journey to tap into that familiar throbbing in his heart that his senses stirred about when she was near..It delighted her to know that she had the upper hand in this situation. To one up a Jedi Master was not an easily accomplished feat. Albeit, she had arguably done so since the mid reign of her nobility Not simply in a friendly game of chess either When she arrived in Coruscant, Padm had been disappointed to learn that Obi Wan and Anakin had been sent on a rather long mission by the Jedi Council. They had not made contact with an anticipated return time so Her now Excellency, Senator Padm Amidala of Naboo, had requested to be informed of when her esteemed diplomatic escort and his Padawan would be returning.Master Windu himself, on his way towards the Senate Building to no doubt tame the fires that had begun to spark surrounding the Jedi Council, had stopped her upon the steps to inform her that Obi Wan was due in that night. Though utterly exhausted and flustered by the days prior occurrences, Padm had to muster the strength to not beam with delight at the Jedi s words. She had nodded, politely, and thanked him with a pleasant and soft Senator s smile. One that gave no inclination whether she was truly pleased or not Hours had passed standing beside the standard Coruscantian one way windows Watching ships of all shapes, sizes and colors whiz by Three accidents, one fire, and even two fools attempting to race one another to the Stars know what destination. Padm had laughed to herself upon seeing this This was no race.Annie would teach them all a lesson.Annie Anakin was the reason she stood there in such formal gowns, instead of something loose and truly befitting more to a Cantina girl rather than a Senator. Well, she wore such thingsbeneathher formal robes Being a politician made one used to many layers and disguises after all.The gown was of a beautiful pale blue shade, soft silken materials that were pulled to hold tightly against Padm s lithe and blossoming figure. A dark bodice of a more royally affiliated hue was decorated with symbols as traditional to Naboo as the stark white polish ever present upon the former Queen s thumb nails. This bodice however, as part of her elegantly devious plot formed whilst dressing that afternoon, would pull away quite easily..revealing that her gown was not truly a gown, but a midriff top with a large diamond shape cut out of the fabric in the back, and a low set skirt that teasingly covered the rest of her body. She had draped an ornate white satin cloak with her family s crest clasping the front over herself, so that any seams or skin could not be seen without her permission.Padm s long curls were pulled up with a thick band which matched the shade of her gown, ringlets elegantly falling about her face with such natural perfection.Perfection took planning, at times It had taken her at least an hour to dress, but the perfection of the moment when the two weary Jedi s entered the elder s chambers it s perfection was not due to any planning more elaborate and perfect than that of an eager heart She had been facing the windows still, when the doors made their familiarwhoosh. With no need to hide her endearment, Padm s face lit up with excitement. She turned to face them, and as the Padawan gained his composure the moment his Master turned his eyes, Padm couldn t help but to giggle. Surprise! A giddy exclamation guilty of her age. Anakin dropped his bags, grinning with boyish delight as he rushed over, embracing her with the enthusiasm of a boynotquite his age Padm ! What are you doing here?! The Senator smiled warmly, hugging the young Jedi whom even now was still that little boy back on Tatooine. With one slender hand stroking his feathered hair, those captivating eyes stared on towards the boy s Master Her smile elegantly, coyly, curling into a smirk of pleasure. I am a Senator now Check. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | Check indeed."Padm ...?"It was whispered, very soft, barely escaping Obi Wan's lips. So shocked, so sudden came this that he knew not how to respond. His body language, his face, and, when he would speak, his speech belied the Jedi's usual exterior of knowledge and control."Anakin! Your manners."Beyond gorgeous..."Manners? But Master, this is Padm !" he exclaimed, his smile still a mile wide despite the chastisement.It took everything Obi Wan had to gather himself in a moment's time. First he stood up straight, no more slouch tired as he was, this wasn't the time. Second he let his padawan's informal greeting slide. They were in his private room right now, there was no one around for which standing on ceremony was necessary he had gotten so used to the act, with her, that by now it came too naturally. Third, he fought to quell any thoughts of attraction, for should a blush appear up high Anakin was quick and would wonder, and should anything rise below the insatiable little brat would find time to tease him about it for hours and not only with her words. And finally he processed, quickly as he could, what she had said."...Senator? Are you joking?" Obi Wan laughed confusedly. "And what happened to Queen, Your Highness? Aren't..." He paused, thinking a moment. "Shouldn't you be on Naboo? Isn't the reelection supposed to be soon?""Master, do not be so quick to send her away!" Anakin said with a laugh, still hugging the young woman. "She has come all this way to see us!"Obi Wan smiled. Then the smile softened, a bit embarrassed. Inhaling a deep, slow breath, hands clasped together at his front, he found those deep sienna eyes and in that moment... felt home. "She has, hasn't she?" His heart beat steadily. "Then we are indeed blessed." Another moment. Obi Wan couldn't help the soft smile edging his lips. "A Jedi is never too tired for a guest, especially not one whom has travelled so far. Anakin, pick us out a nice wine."Those were the words that released the young man's arms from around Padm , his eyes flashing with perhaps even more excitement at Obi Wan. "Master?""Yes, yes, you can have some. I suppose can't take you across galaxies, teach you to use a lightsaber and then ONE glass!" he called out as Anakin quickly rounded a corner for the kitchen. "And then it's straight to bed!"The moment he was gone themoment the Jedi's steps moved quietly across the carpeted floor to his guest. To a woman who was much more. He had all of two seconds before the eagerness of a young teenager would be allowed his first sip of alcohol. Obi Wan's left hand slipped into Padm 's right. He gave her a squeeze, firm and telling, as he leaned in, eyes lulling, an exhale of warm breath coming against her lips.He didn't kiss her.Stopping an inch short, instead, he whispered, "You have been missed." His thumb traced the soft inside of her palm. He had to let go when he heard Anakin coming back, however just before his student returned, just after releasing her had, the skillful man gave a quick pinch to that lovely little derriere. More so her hip, maybe, but it was close enough to count.When Anakin got back to the room Obi Wan was already halfway to meeting him, taking the bottle for inspection as the youth set up the glasses. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | With the bewildered look upon the Jedi Knight s face, the high ground was forfeit for a moment.Anakin held tightly against her, as he had on those cold nights in space when they had first taken him from Tatooine...Back when she was both Padm and Amidala, but Padm only and always to Annie and more than either Padm or Amidala to Obi Wan Amidala was a fa ade put on by all Queens of Naboo, the same ethereal and austere nature differed only by a variance in regnal title. To act as a proper and efficient Queen, it was essential to be compassionate without being openlypassionate. The stark white makeup of the Queen was painted to present an air of unwavering confidence, split red lips to remember the suffering of her people Painted up, to hide her true self as best as possible..But to hide Padm was a difficult task for anyone, including herself.Her spirit was not relinquished beneath the extravagant gowns and courtly rules. Her persuasion and allure all the more enhanced by that ornate make up Though she had gladly cleaned her face of reds and whites, that elegant ferocity that made Amidala a notable force in the Senate had not been washed away.Padm was undeniably herself, despite anyone and anything, she could not forbid herself from being ruled by her heart. A tragic flaw for a politician perhaps, but Padm knew her heart better than most. It was dangerous Thiswas so very dangerous But to deny it, was something they had already failed to do.It felt so much better to indulge Temptation had won years ago the forbidden was far more satisfying.As he laughed, her momentary complacency in self proclaimed victory shattered. What was so funny? The former Queen s eyes narrowed slightly, but calmed as the padawan clung a bit tighter, his words making his Master seem more at ease. Though that..incredibly handsome smile, would not excuse him from a few sharp words in private. Padm did not enjoy being laughed at, especially pertaining to her politics And though she knew he had most likely just been taken aback by her sudden announcement mixed with her unexpected arrival, it would still be amusing to taunt him later..to hear him plead for her forgiveness..The thought alone sent a tremble up her spine, her fingers twitched slightly but thankfully Anakin had already dashed off to select a wine that would be worthy of both their guest and his first time, as far as Obi Wan was aware, of sampling alcohol.As he approached her, the Senator s breath stalled in her throat. Soft pale lips trembled slightly as he leaned in towards her, that rugged scent of sweat and worry ever present uponherKnight. Missed was a tame word, one replaced with longed needed achedfor in their hearts. Dark eyes gazed up towards the man much taller than herself, a smile dancing upon her lips as her eyes for a moment wavered Trembling.This was no time to confess their longings in words Later..From the pinch, her nose wrinkled slightly, her smile curling to a smirk as she took a seat on one of the sleek couches. After the glasses had been set, Anakin immediately sat down beside Padm , his eyes wandering over her face..Studying her to make certain she was alright. So if you re a Senator now, does that mean you can stay here? On Coruscant? Yes! Padm smiled, cupping her hands over Anakin s out of a sisterly affection. I resigned a second term as Queen I believe that I am needed here, more so than on Naboo. Her eyes wandered towards Obi Wan for a moment as the wine was poured. As she watched the clear lilac liquid bubble inside of the sleek glasses, the padawan s eyes lingered upon the former Queen, upon his hands trapped between her soft fingertips. Padm elegantly withdrew her hands, taking up a glass, which Anakin immediately followed suit in taking his own. Though, The dark haired girl smirked, raising the glass to her lips as she stole a most vixen esque glance towards the Master Jedi whilst his padawan eyed the wine before them, I think I may have already stepped upon a few toes in my short time here. I suspect the Senate will simply have to become used to me, without the restraints of Monarchy keeping me tame.. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | Vixen. Nymphet. A most alluring little succubus. He had touched her. A moment ago he had felt the warmth of her hand. That meant this wasn't a dream, didn't it? Obi Wan stood there, his side facing the pair as he pretended to examine the bottle Anakin had brought. As he pretended to look at his glass, considering it. Considering something. Considering nothing. In truth he heard little of their words, but rather listened to their voices. Her voice. That it was real filled him with warmth in a way he couldn't yet afford to react. All he could do was take one breath after another. Slow. They had played this game long enough, she and him, this illusion of Queen and Knight and nothing more. He would have to suffer it just a little while more."Already I get the feeling you will be a great boon to the senate, Your Highness," Obi Wan chimed in as he lifted the glass to his lips. He paused for a moment before sipping Your Highness? No, that didn't fit anymore, did it? Now that would be something to get used to! It should make for fun pillow talk later, too, that she was no longer royalty and therefor couldn't remain quite so bossy! Taking a hearty sip the master jedi smiled, "As much as you were a wonderful ruler for your people on Naboo I am sure you'll do them even more good here, where the planet's needs can be addressed on a greater level. And I wouldn't be surprised nay, might even be disappointed if you hadn't stepped on some toes by now." With this Obi Wan turned his face toward the pair, smiling a warm, familiar smile to Padm . To his Padm . He looked to her with a warmth she would recognize not the face each knew to wear so often when others were around. "Smart. Strong. Fragile only in appearance. I pity any who would assume you to be less than you are."Another sip followed his words, this with a look of his eyes directly into hers. "Though despite my faith in your abilities, not all the rest of the senate here on Coruscant is quite as pure and innocent as you." Pure and innocent? Hardly! A private little joke, that. "Dare I say, some of them may even be corrupt." A smirk, and a bit of sarcasm. "I wouldn't be surprised if your... style, steps on quite a few toes in your time here, Padm . And I wouldn't be surprised if you go too far and someone attempts something foolish. And what do I always tell you about fools, Anakin?" Another good sip."That their blades may be sharper than their wits, Master.""Very good." He looked to Anakin briefly, then back to the dark eyed beauty. His. "If I might make a suggestion, speak to the Council soon on such matters. I suppose it would be best if Anakin and I are with you to explain to Master Yoda the situation." Another sip, and a lingering look to the woman, this with an amused, jovial smirk to it. "That situation being, Senator Amidala of Naboo is, by our experience, headstrong and quite incorrigible, and quite likely to stir up things both intended and unintended. It is in my opinion that though an escort could not tell her how to act, for such an attempt would never get anywhere, having a jedi in such a role could keep her from harm.""Could we be those jedis, Master?!" Anakin piped in excitedly, drinking heartily at his wine, loosening Padm 's hand just long enough to pour himself a second glass before snatching the familiar warmth back up again."Our assignments are rarely up to us, Anakin, you know that. Such a request would have to fall to the lady here," and with this he shot he a glance, "and, beyond even that, to the will of the Council. Ultimately I think someone should be assigned to her side for awhile, no matter whom that may be, as surely her... way of going about... will see her at ends with some of the more questionable members of the senate, and through that who knows what is to be discovered?" Obi Wan paused. "Of course, forgive me for overly assuming. I am exhausted, it is late, and my apprentice picked an especially good bottle." Obi Wan smiled to Anakin, a mirroring look on the padawan's face. Then, back to Padm , "I meant no offense, Lady Senator."The brown haired man finished the last bit of his glass before setting it on the end table at the couch where the pair were sitting, beside the bottle. Scratching lightly at the beard at the side of his jaw, he mused aloud, "Later than I'd care to acknowledge, really. The sun is likely closer to being up than it is down. ...Anakin, I think it is time for bed.""Aww... but Master, I haven't gotten to see Padm in so l ""Bed for us both, Anakin. All three, I'd say, if I might be so forward as to suggest," he said, looking to his sweet, fiendish, angelic little devil of a guest. "Miss Padm will see herself out when she wishes, I suppose. As for you and I, despite what she decides, we still have to report in to the Council in the morning.""...Yes, Master," Anakin said with a childlike whining of a sigh, setting his glass down and immediately wrapping that freed hand around the woman in a tired hug. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | She knew he was pretending, as he stared at the wine cradled in his hands His calloused, worn hands that could feel so gentle and tender upon her skin, yet held the power to make her raw and aching still, begging for mercy at his feet On those rare occasions where she demandedtoomuch, and the tolerance of her Knight was pushed too far, he held the power to make submissive, a very sultry and boisterous Queen.FormerQueen One little dark haired political minx, who believed herself to be much more intimidating than she appeared. Albeit, even being of such lithe and petite stature, Padm was quite capable of making men more than twice her size, and age for that matter, unsettled and unnerved in her presence for reasons far beyond her looks. She possessed the wit and tongue of a politician far beyond her years, at least as far as those outside of Naboo were concerned.Her home planet very much focused upon the intellectual pursuits, political involvement and outspoken activisms of their youth The Senate had been used to dealing with Padm s predecessor, King Veruna An older man who had been as corrupt as the majority of them. Veruna was power hungry, complacent with sitting silently in the Senate halls and counting his Republic marks. Unless someone challenged him of course being challenged did not sit well with any person from Naboo.Veruna was why there were so few male monarchs on Naboo Young girls held an elegance, an ethereal grace that was revered and regarded with wisdom on Naboo.Padm , at twelve, had defeated him mercilessly in a debate, leaving the King shamed and exposed for his tyrannical reign..And leaving the Senate to deal with a young Queen, who sat idly for no one.Well, at least not forjustanyone..Curious eyes watched the Jedi Master chuckle against his glass, using words so eloquently strung to tease her, in order to keep his padawan ignorant while her own blood boiled. She would not lose the upper hand so easily Not yet. Padm leaned back against the couch, sipping at her wine as Obi Wan jested of her ferocity in the Senate. She inclined her head delicately at his words, as if she had no idea of what he spoke and at the same time lifting one of those long, sculpted legs to cross over the other, parting silken fabric around her waist at the very high slit in her skirt, allowing her bare, smooth skin to be seen, as well as the silver, glittering straps of her clear heels which tied midway up her calf. Elongating that smooth stem, unblemished, and untouched since the Water festival on Naboo This display immediately caught Anakin s attention, as all of Padme s movements tended to, but it was taken as a motion nothing out of the ordinary Though he had inhaled his wine more so than sipping it, causing the young padawan to blush furiously.Plenty of women crossed their legs after all, it wasn t considered a sensual movement outright But with Padm , her intentions were just that. To torment the seemingly conservative man to near bursting .To ruffle his feathers and make his skin crawl far more easily than even Annie She wanted to control him, to see him red in the face and eager for an excuse to send Anakin away She loved seeing him twitch A sign of eminent victory. Incorrigible? Well that is certainly not the word I would use. She purred, sipping at her wine with a smile lingering upon her glossy lips. Though, I suppose for those still focused on theoldways An emphasis upon the word made with a quirk of her brow, My youthful voice and perspectives are rather exhausting. But time encourages change, it cannot be expected for things to remain as they were a long..longtime ago Around the timeyouwere born Obi Wan. She giggled, and Anakin nearly spit out his wine. Covering his mouth as he choked back laughter, he exchanged a gleeful glance at Padm , who was giggling still. But yes..it is probably best to go to sleep. I would not wish to keep you up Obi Wan she smiled through her laughter, placing her glass down upon the table as she warmly returned Anakin s hug. Shall you both escort me to the Jedi Temple then tomorrow? She asked as she stood once more, that veil of silk resuming its place to keep her flesh from sight. I suspect you already have to report there, so I could accompany you and request your appointments as my bodyguards. She smiled to Anakin who was wiping a bit of wine from his chin that he had in fact spit out. He smiled sheepishly, nodding towards her. Padm then turned her gaze to Obi Wan, brushing a few curls away from her face, twisting one slowly around her fingertip....Childishly...Devilishly... The sooner it is requested, the less trouble I will find myself in. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | She gave him goddamnshivers.Those shoes... those heels... Obi Wan didn't look. He didn't look as in his face didn't turn, as in his head was still, remaining where it was, eyes forward to stare at whatever he could stare at to not lose his composure. He didn't look in that he kept his head straight, but a man could only do so much about his peripheral vision. He could only do so much about a sexual little minx sitting on his couch in heels that would fit right in at the skankiest of clubs. He could only do so much about an adorable youth flashing him those eyes, those hungry eyes, and about the way she girlishly played with her hair, making any man who looked feel like the worst of sinners.Deep breaths. One, and then a second. And then another to follow it. There was no other way to get through this.Blinking hard, if only Anakin wasn't lingering, he thought... It felt as if they were working together against him, to torture him, to drive him nuts, though in separate ways. Breathing, he knew the boy cared for her greatly, though not as he did. Not love. Love, yes, perhaps, but of a different sort. A young, naive sort. That was something they'd have to address sooner or later rather than to keep skirting around, but for now Obi Wan could only acknowledge that briefly before his mind was pulled back to the issue at hand. The small issue. The petite, and adorably seductive issue."We'll meet here in the morning then," he managed, a forced calm to his voice. Very forced. "I will see you both here by nine? That does not allow for very much sleep tonight, but Master Yoda does prefer promptness." Taking another breath, now that he'd started to talk again it was a little easier to regain himself, to concentrate on something other than her.Hisher. "Truthfully he would have wanted us reporting in now, I am sure, were it not already so late." Another breath. He gave Anakin a look that was neither harsh nor relaxed, but commanding, one that the boy had come to learn meant there had been enough procrastinating.Giving a weak frown as his only response, Anakin knew better than to stall anymore. Giving Padm one more quick hug, for in the mind of a youth in love it had been ridiculously forever since their last, he smiled to her as he stepped back. "Goodnight Padm ," he spoke, letting go of her hand last. then, "Goodnight Master," before he finally turned, stepping out the door."Goodnight Anakin," Obi Wan replied, his tone already shifting from the uncomfortable forced calm of a moment ago to something else. Would she feel it? Would she sense it coming, or did the little devil still think herself in control? The Jedi could feel it in his chest, throbbing, eager, that feeling he had learned to go so long without during their months apart. He looked to Padm from her side. He looked to her as she watched his Padawan apprentice leaving. He looked to her cheek, to her youthful face. He looked to the clothes that hid beneath something he could only imagine was equal parts filth and beauty, something he'd been gifted with a brief glimpse of already. He looked to her as one might stare at a painting, at a statue, admirably at first, then analytical at second.And when they were finally alone, when she began to turn to him any pleasure he might have felt in their privacy disappeared immediately. When she began to turn she would find nothing less than a hard, open palm cracking hard against the side of her face."How dare you," he exhaled hotly. Reaching out, the Jedi snatched at Padm 's hair, taking a fistful to then twist her to the side and slightly up, the tips of her toes briefly all that touched the rug. His opposite hand came up then to strike her opposite cheek, holding nothing back in his frustration.Letting go, he shoved her head forward, anger painting his face. "You little brat!" he chastised, not too loud yet for Anakin couldn't be far, but that didn't save his tone from any degree of fury. Hushed, yet sharp. "I have told you again and again Padm that we must be careful! And again, and again you push to see how far we can go without getting caught!" His chest rising and falling with each rapid breath, Obi Wan raised a palm to run through his hair. Looking down at her, he continued, "I'm thrilled that you are here, but surprising me like that is risky! And what of someone else? What if another senator's spies saw you come here so early in the morning? Would you jeopardize us both?! ...And what is this 'senator' business?!"What was he to do? How was he supposed to respond? He had enough on his hands dealing with one teenager all day. So much stress, so much burden he had to constantly shoulder... Obi Wan moved to plop down on the couch where she and Anakin had just been sitting, sighing into his hands. "Goddamnit Padm I love you, but I... ugh... I am thrilled to hear that you were chosen to be senator thrilled and it's still surreal to me, but I wish you wouldn't test the limits of what people would believe by coming here so late. And your actions in front of Anakin! He's not a kid anymore, no less than you! He's going to catch your actions one day, and how much he likes you is already enough of an issue!"He wasn't going to get through to her, was he? No more than he did any other time he went on a tirade. ...though, much as he didn't like to admit it, she wouldn't be herself if she were more well behaved. She would still be his, but there was just something so youthful about her free spirit with things such as is that he adored. And as such was her role to play, his was of the older, more mature that had to clean up any messes while being careful bigger ones weren't created while he was dealing with the first. And part of him was constantly terrified she'd resent him for that one day."I love you," he spoke again, this one softer though, more calm. But instead of allowing himself to calm for long Obi Wan stood. "And I think you'll forgive me because of that, my Padm , for what is coming." Standing, he reached over to the bottle Anakin had brought, to a small towel sitting on the endtable beside it. "I'll not have you dressed like that right now, whatever it is you are wearing beneath that. Like a whore." Did that word give her the same guilty shivers it did him? "I am too worked up, too tired, and you will not be allowed to seduce me into a quick forgiveness. So take everything off." He tossed the cloth down at her feet. "And when you've finished with that you can start cleaning that spot you caused from your joking. ...Old, am I? So old that Anakin thought it was funny and spilled on my rug. So old that you can disrespect my home?"Taking another long, calming breath, Obi Wan returned to his seat. "I hear wine stains quick, and can be rather difficult to get out." |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | Judging by the way his eyes kept averting from her, never settling upon her form for longer than a glance to keep himself from looking rather suspicious, Padm felt rather secure in her triumph. In the Senator s mind, she had executed her plan for a perfect seduction flawlessly. The element of surprise combined with his weariness from travel caught him perfectly off guard Which permitted her to add an extra blow to his senses with that light, floral perfume spritzed with sparkles upon her neck and wrists, the bright color of her clothing in the dimly lit quarters and that innocent flash of skin when those absolutely trampish shoes were revealed Had he been alone, Padm was confident that he would have been brought to his knees before her And despite that vision being in her head alone, it brought a tremble of immense pride and satisfaction coursing through the young nymphet s body. Nine sounds excellent, She concurred, moving to stand beside Obi Wan as Anakin followed reluctantly beside her, knowing that he would be forced to leave her side soon. His hands lingered, tracing fingertips against the soft skin of Padm s wrist, idly smiling to himself. Months had seemed like years away from her How had he ever survived a moment without her warmth?The young padawan caught his Master s firm stare. He immediately retracted his hand and instead embraced the former Queen, who warmly returned the affection. Goodnight Annie, sleep well She smiled softly, watching the boy head quite unenthusiastically to his quarters for the night. Ignorant entirely of what he left behind, and what his absence would unleash Unaware of his place as a tourniquet for forbidden passions the moment he was removed, such wanton desires were released at a near perilous force..A force as strong as that open strike to the Senator s pretty little face. In her swell of confidence, the little vixen left herself vulnerable for such an assault..CheckShe stumbled slightly, but was caught by the Jedi s fingers twisting firmly into her pretty locks, pulling her back into place..Herplace..A place she needed to be forced into, for she wouldn t submit so willingly on her own. She could feel her feet rising off of the floor, and somewhere within her panicked thoughts she wondered how much strength of his own he was using to lift her Padm , after all, weighed as much as one of the many fancily decorated feathered pillows placed upon her bed.The second strike she was prepared for, preemptively wincing as she braced herself for the sudden blow and for the lecture to follow. She said nothing at first after being released, fuming with her humiliation as she gently rubbed her face. Feeling the blood rushing to the spots on her pale cheeks where his hand had impacted the harshest, bringing her a shade of blush no amount of makeup could recreate. Those sienna eyes trembling not with shame, but with fury.How dare she? How darehe! She may not have her crown, but she was still Queen! And she would make certain to remind him of such As he began patronizing her, Padm twisted her fingertips at her side, allowing him to blow off steam with words she would use against him later on to sate her own guilty delight in hearing him beg and plead for her forgiveness. Never out of malice or desire to hurt him but when he scolded her so so , was it not just for her to desire to see him nuzzling at her thighs, whispering his pleas against her inner most intimate folds..He was right, for many reasons..He was right about her carelessness about coming to his quarters so late. She hadn t even considered the thought that other Senator s could be spying on her Her heart had been beating too loudly for her to think of anything else but him Not even about Anakin, or his feelings towards her..Which she did not believe, mostly because the idea seemed as probable as being attracted to one s own sibling He was also right in thinking he wouldn t get through to her like this Scolding worked for some but like Anakin, Padm did not respond well to such things..In fact, in a manner almost exceeding the padawan in brattiness, the young Senator mostly ignored what was being reprimanded. Even Anakin paid attention, his mind wandered at times, but he was mindful of his Master s words. Padm however, focused on what she delighted in hearing, that he loved her. Words to confirm he was not incredibly mad, and that she still had a chance to win in this power play they constantly reveled in.Who would submit tonight Who would relinquish themselves to lay beneath the other, to obey the heated commands made between the sheets They needed the release, both of them did Despite Obi Wan s headaches, despite his protests He needed her, almost as much as she needed him in fact.To play this dangerous game, every move needed to be carefully plotted Being mindful of the other players, the other pieces the pawns.But at times, the most thrilling and satisfying thing to do, was to take a chance..To movecarelessly.To play on instinct and heart s desire And Padm s desire, from the bottom of her heart, was to spend even a few hours with her Jedi Knight even if they were both thoroughly, painstakingly exhausted for the entirety of the following day.Clothes off was it? The youth smirked in delight as she moved her hand to the clasp of her cloak, letting it drop to the floor in a fluid motion, pooling around her feet as her hands dropped to unclasp the pearls upon her bodice. Old indeed She mused, slipping her bodice off as she walked towards the couch, revealing the much more sultry attire she had been hiding under the guise of modest couture fashion. Her hands moved down the curve of her sides as she approached him, lifting a leg so that once again the thin silken material parted around the muscular shape of her thigh. So old that you ve forgotten how to treat your Queen whom you vowed would always be such, crown or not She purred, lowering herself to straddle his waist, making certain to bring herself quite close to him, her free hand moving to stroke his beard as she gazed up towards him with the most innocent expression. Haven t you missed me? She pouted sweetly, pressing her breasts against his chest. I ve dreamt of you every night since we ve been apart She whispered, moving her hand from his beard down to the one at his side, guiding it up towards her face And I was so anxious to see you..I could not wait until morning..and you greet me by hurting me? Yelling at me? There was a choke in her voice, one further emphasized by a sniffle and a pouted lip But there was no hiding the lust in the Senator s young, beautiful eyes as she gazed up towardsherKnight |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | She would not break him so easily. He knew his Padm . He knew her devious little mind, her dirty little thoughts. As he said the words Obi Wan knew she would turn the order to remove her whorish attire into an opportunity to striptease and even if she didn't, even without any added effort, the revelation of a female's skin by itself sent shivers through the spine. Knowing this, his face was turned away before Padm could even be rid of her cloak.What were the ingredients in that wonderful wine? Blackberry juice. Filtered water from... how would you pronounce that planet? He had to squint to even see the small lettering on the label. Eventhishe found impossible to concentrate on! ...Was Obi Wanreallyreading the wine? His eyes shut. A hand came up, fingers folded into themselves, fist coming to rest against his lips and chin. He had hit her. He hadn't seen her in so long, loved her, missed her, thought about her every day, craved her every night... he had hit her twice after being away for so long. And she wasn't mad he could see her playful gyrations from the corner of an eye. This was all part of their game, he knew, everything from the attitude he was showing now to her clothes to... to everything. But right now he couldn't help but want to be rid of this nonsense for just a few minutes.And then she straddled his lap, pressing her thoroughly bared body against him.That did him in. The finger affectionately stroking his light beard. The warmth of her breath. The pouty, guilt inducing voice that questioned whether or not he actually missed her. Obi Wan cracked in that moment. Fuck his anger one arm rose up around the bared skin of her upper back, hugging firmer the body which already fitted itself so close to his form. His other hand left his chin to spread its fingers, trailing around Padm 's face, nails tracing a stained cheek, reaching to dig themselves in that softest of brunette hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered, voice shaky. "I'm sorry, Padm ... don't... don't be mad at me, for this..." Guiding her head closer, Obi Wan leaned forward, eyes still shut. He met her halfway, nuzzling his bearded cheek against her forehead. "I missed you terribly. I love you. You will always be my Queen. I promise, I promise..."Could they drop their game just for a moment? The time away seemed to get longer and longer with each tearful departure. Did their reunions always have to be like this, a power struggle?"I love you," again he whispered. "I've dreamt of holding you like this forever... I could go without this ever ending..." His fingers slipped out of her hair to instead stroke against them, soft, caressing the strands. His other arm drifted down to her lower back. His face fell to kiss at her jaw. "You mean everything to me, my Padm ." Her hair was so soft. And what was that perfume? "Please... p please, stay here with me tonight. We'll be up early, before Anakin, but I want you in my bed... my arms..."Obi Wan took a deep breath. Oh, to end such a moment... He hated himself for it already, the thought. He could accept that though. What he worried about, instead, was similar, and always a constant. "You make me do these things, my love... you do." She was so soft, so warm. The taboo of even touching her hadn't worn off years later, the simple, intimate contact sending shivers through him still. "I know I must be this way so you can afford not to. I just... I just hope you do not come to detest me for it some day." The hand at her back ran around her smooth, feminine side to her waist. "Not for real." To her front, palm resting against her belly. "You mean so much to me."And then the moment was over. The game was back on. The hand at Padm Amidala's hair jerked her head backward. The other, at her abdomen, aided in shoving her away, shoving her off the couch and to the floor. Would she notice his own wince as he did so? It didn't matter. Obi Wan's eyes opened to look upon her young teenage form as he stood, towering over her. "You are going to clean that before it stains like I told you to," his voice having sharply regained every degree of strength, "and you are going to do it now! And if you insist on dressing like such a galactic ho then we will simply have to put you on the corner where you can be one!"She was in check. Her turn. How would she move?"Aagh!" A grunt of frustration. Brows furrowed, Obi Wan waved a dismissive hand at her before turning and walking off toward the bath. |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | And so, for the moment, the white flag had been revealed Until moments later when said flag would surely be used as some sort of lewd restraint or gag, for the time being, peace was to be made between two lovers whom had been surviving off of the lingering taste of the other upon their lips for what seemed like a dreadful eternity...She felt him falter beneath the weight and warmth of her body. All of his anger and grouchiness crumbling as his arm rose up to guide her closer. Padm smiled, a sharp breath drawn inward as if she were choking back tears. A whimper stalled in her throat as she relinquished herself, for the moment, into the Jedi s arms. Oh Obi Wan she whispered as he plead with her, her elation all the more intensified as his embrace encompassed her entirely..There.Thiswas what she wanted .What all the teasing built up to surrendering on both sides into such intimacy and trust forged upon necessary secrets. These brief moments in their game, when professions of love and affection took place, made such confessions all the more meaningful and the illicitness of their affair all the more worth while. Padm curled herself closer against Obi Wan s chest, her lips softly playing upon the base of his neck as her fingertips traced the curves of his muscles through the fabric of his robes Dropping those slender hands down between his thighs, seeking more warmth as her smile became a bit more playful. And I love you Obi Wan She whispered in turn, And I have every intention of staying here for the remainder of the night in you arms, whether you approve or not Those neatly trimmed brows raised with audacious intent. Would he submit now, and come crawling behind her as she went to his room? Would he nuzzle against those shoes he scoffed at? Would he relinquish all that it meant to act as severe and composed as a Jedi, and serve his Queen well that night, taking every ounce of humiliation with pleasure and gratitude?Or would his age demand he take his young lover back into her place? Did he desire her to be the one upon her knees that night?Well, starting that way at least A soft, aching moan escaped Padm s lips as the hand in her hair tightened, for a moment, her back arched forward, pushing her breasts against his chest, grinding herself against his waist Eagerly. As she was again tossed to the floor, Padm laid down upon her back, eyes intent upon her Knight as her own hands wandered down the length of her body. Smoothing down her waistline, trailing upon the curve of her skirt s band. She arched her back in a rather feline like display, twisting at the golden clasp upon her hip that held the very thin material of her skirt together. You don t bother cleaning upyourstains.. she mused wickedly, sitting up on her knees, causing her skirt to slip off of her body to reveal very sheer white panties that hugged against her body with what little material they were composed of. Finding the act more to her advantage than that of humiliation, Padm crawled after Obi Wan, hips swaying elegantly in the dim light. Mmm and you wouldn t put me out on the street You re far too possessive. She smirked, pausing as she came to the threshold of the door, moving up in one very elegant movement to her feet, before guiding herself up to stand with her back against the wall, eyes ever so intently upon the Jedi Master Don t you remember Supernova s . |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | 'You don't bother cleaning upyour stains...'That attacked directly at the gruff, frustrated, and frankly exhausted attitude. Obi Wan couldn't help but crack a smile, thinking to himself how all of those stains were her fault too. Thankfully, though, he had already stepped into the bathroom, and since his back was turned she wouldn't have seen the pleasurable expression. As far as she would know he was still dissatisfied. This meant he had a moment to fight that smile, to make it go away. This also meant that he saw nothing of her stripping her lower half, the sheer white panties or the sultry catlike slink along the floor."I would not put you out on the street?" he mused aloud, thinking on that a moment. True, he was very possessive. Very possessive. Padm was his. As determined to keep their relationship a secret as he was, there was no doubt between them of the mutual ownership, that they belonged to one another and that hell would freeze over before either would be seen in the arms of a third. But, still, the thought of putting Padm on a corner somewhere as punishment was so delightfully arousing. She already had the attire of a working girl. It was just a matter of some make up, a squabble, a few harsh slaps and even harsher words, and Obi Wan could see himself sending her to a seedy corner somewhere to stand among other prostitutes with a quoted amount in mind however many customers it took, she would not be allowed to return to him until she made that amount. And perhaps from then on she would reconsider dressing like such a harlot. ...but as he thought this the jedi already knew how the scene would play out. He would follow her, using all his tricks to remain undetected. He would wait and watch for someone to pick her from the other girls, an event that would come quick as her beauty was both flawless and undeniable. Then, seconds into her stepping into the vehicle he would have to intervene, waving his hand at the customer to make the man or woman forget her while he dragged Padm back home for the beating of her life.That, or maybe he'd be the one to purchase the 'prostitute', bringing her back to his bed to have her fulfill all the desires Padm was usually too prissy to readily allow him.Either way, just thinking about it had the man hard as a goddamnrock.Smiling still, quite content with his thoughts, Obi Wan turned when he heard her right behind him. He turned just in time to catch her back pressed against the door frame, to catch her rising up against it from a kneel, pure sex coming from her eyes, pure lust from her skin. His heart beat rapidly against his chest as he watched, no shame in observing. No shame in the protruding length that stretched against the typically loose attire of his chosen profession."Of courseI remember Supernova," he replied with a purely lecherous twist of his lips. His eyes were on Padm 's body, scouring the tantalizing inches of her young, taut skin. By the Force, they had been apart for far too long! "Fourteen years old, the night before your fifteenth birthday you begged me for an early present, in addition to the one I had already acquired you... so spoiled you were. I can see things haven't changed much." A smirk. His eyes continued to leer. "You whined for me to take you to the dirtiest, seediest place I could think of, and I eventually gave in. ...I do recall they asked us to not come back after your little performance on stage." It had been hard enough to sit idly by as he watched men stick currency in her garter as she danced around a pole, and worse after that, to sit still when offers for each of her holes were being shouted out... When the pair of wookies got too grabby it took everything in the jedi to resist using his saber, or even the Force, for such a display would surely be talked about. "I broke my hand fighting those thick skulled beasts. Or did you forget? ...To be entirely honest, I am not sure you quite made up for that yet."Smug. Aroused and smug. Obi Wan stood there a moment more, thoroughly enjoying the sight of her whorish attire even if openly chastised her for it. This game between them was always interesting, and always ever changing. He took a few steps past her, out of the bathroom, not quite sure where to go or what to even do next. He had to keep moving, keep thinking or at least keep doingsomething,he knew, else she would be the little opportunist and seize control. And oh how terribly his soul craved then to simplysubmit... |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | Make up for what? The little brunette minx mused, inclining her head slightly as she slowly caressed her hands up her thighs, across her lean stomach and beneath her breasts that were still blossoming amidst womanhood. I don t recall doing anything wrong that night .Infact, if I recall correctly, after youdraggedme home You had me dance just for you A smirk curled on her soft lips, her hand reaching out to grasp at the folds of his robe as he tried to pass her.A move like that wouldn t be ignored He was trying to get away, to keep pacing so that he could come up with some sort of plan to retain what little dominance his gruff attitude had built up that night. As the Senator s little fingers twisted against his robe, tugging at him lightly to turn and face her, theQueenin her decreed that this would not be so. Surely that under most physical circumstances, Padm would not stand a chance in winning against her Master Jedi however, when the man was already tired, and his arousal was becoming to heavy and painful to bear the soft tug from a young maiden half his age felt like a gravitational pull And thus the Master would find himself pressed against a giggling girl, whose hands moved to grasp his wrists before his Jedi reflexes could contact his senses For a young girl in heat was a dangerous foe, and her skills far more deadly than that of even the most renowned Jedi. Setting her trap by pushing her breasts against his chest, whilst guiding his hands to grope at her ass, batting her eyelashes with all the innocence of a desire demon.. Perhaps She whispered, one hand still atop of one of his wrists, keeping him there as her other hand moved down between their bodies. She lifted up her right leg, draping it around his waist to pull him closer, pressing the bulk of his arousal against her open palm. Those little fingers went immediately on their devilish task, stroking at the older man through the layers of cloth. Her hand positioned almost as a barrier between his length and the curves of her sex. Though his tuned senses no doubt could feel her heat still, her excitement clear from the glistening wetness against the slit of her white panties. Perhaps after the Senate meeting you will take me to another club to dance . Eyes intently moved up towards his face, her heels providing enough extra height for her to be able to nuzzle at his neck without straining upon her tiptoes. Her hips began slowly moving, back and forth in a slow grind to press her palm against his need. A dangerous question that she wagered her power on at that moment, as such a suggestion could snap her lovers carnal envy and cause him to regain control with a fist wrapped tightly in her hair, his other hand eager to teach her a lesson on endangering them with such excursions "I do love dancing..." She purred, her lips lining the curve beneath his jaw. "Knowing that out of everyone there, that you're watching me...That I am yours, and when we go home that night you'd remind me of just that..."Albeit....if her pieces had been lined out just right He would be so overwhelmed at that moment, by the sight of her...the smell of her, thefeelof her....that he would be willing to say or agree to anything, just to be able to melt into her delicate and most manipulative, nymphet hands |
Queen Takes Knight (PocketFullOfPosies) | He was weak to her. ...no. No, on a good day he was weak, at a time when he was well rested and mentally prepared. Times like that she still knew how to press all the right buttons, engaging in a game he had to be careful to keep control of. Like this, exhausted, taken by utter surprise by her presence, and suffering from months of emotional and physical need... he was putty in her hands.Part of the Jedi hated himself for that.The rest, right then, simply didn't know how to resist. She would have felt it when she touched him, his Padm , when her fingers danced at his robes. When she pressed her petite, youthful breasts to the stronger man's chest Obi Wan had not a slight of fight left in him, gripping his beloved nymphet's backside with fervor when she guided his hands to those rounded, firm curves. And then the palm. That evil little palm, responsible for so many sweet, seductive sins, acting as both encouragement and denial between their loins any lingering thoughts he may have harbored for one final resistance dissipated in that moment, the bearded Jedi's arousal growing to its peak against her slender, delicate fingers."I love you," he whispered hotly, and in bittersweet defeat. The taller man's eyes drifted closed and a hand traced such smooth, flawless skin to grip Padm 's thigh, keeping the leg hooked around him. The other was in no way shy in its tight grip upon her firm, supple ass. His Queen's body indeed had its own gravitational pull, the Jedi finding himself leaning... leaning... his back arching, leaning closer with every breath, until his lips latched hungrily to her neck. In that instant it was all over. She had won.Digging his fingers into that perfectly curved cheek, digging his fingers into a thigh which could make even the strongest of men want to fuckingsin,Obi Wan held his young Padm firm to his chest as he lifted her up, and in one hot, lusting movement, turned them around until her back was pressed against the frame of the bathroom's doorway, her legs an inch too short of being allowed the floor. He pinned her. Perhaps too hard, perhaps too eagerly he pinned her, but perhaps too bad. Obi Wan's hips pressed forward, pressing his hard, aching need into the curve of Her Royal Highness' palm, his loose clothing doing nothing to hide the size and shape she had come to know well over the past two years. And like that he grinded. Lustful. Shameless. He ground his loins against her palm, breathing with desperate need upon her neck. "I love you," came the words, a soft pant, "Ineedyou," the hand on her teenage ass holding firm, sandwiching her, as if the door frame wasn't enough. "I need...you."Quick, lusting kisses devolved into exhales of hot breath against her neck, Obi Wan's lips parting to rest his teeth against her skin. "Wherever you want...whatever you want," he whispered, his mind flashing with the memory of that hot night after he brought her home from the club in a fit of anger. That 'night' had lasted a day and a half, their sweaty bodies entangled for an eternity that had been all too short. "Anything...anything... mine... tell me you'remine..." Pleading. Desperate. Obi Wan was putty in her hand in a very literal sense. She could give her lover a sweet giggle, a quick hand release, he knew, and he was so weak for her then that he would take such, and take it gladly. But he wanted more. He needed her love right now. Games could come later, the next morning, when it was once again clear how deep their feelings for one another truly were."My Queen," he whispered, teeth raking passionately up the side of her neck, below her jaw, to just below her ear, his beard brushing against her delicate skin. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Arid desert air seemed to pull the moisture out of his body. The thick, black robe baked his skin like an oven, though it was better than being bare in the harsh sun. Yet there was a beauty in the brutal desert, among the villagers who lived their lives in such a relaxed manner at their home, The buildings in the hidden Sand village reminded him of Konoha, and after so much time on the run, he relished the chance to walk freely, despite the looks he got.The distinct cloud pattern of Itachi's robe was attracting the attention of the villagers. He could feel their eyes, always on him, one who would dare wear the same clothing as the one who kidnapped their beloved Kage.Stepping into a small building, Itachi ordered tea to drink while he waited. Slipping by the grunts who monitered the entrance eliminated any unnecessary delays in his mission. Wearing his Akatsuki cloak would eventually attract attention of higher ups, who would probably confront him shortly. Then he could see the Kazekage. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Temari was....well....unhappy to say the least. After years of being a wanted criminal, all of a sudden this Itachi guy had been pardoned and welcomed back to Konoha as a ninja once again. That wasn't the worst part of it though. Now that he was visitinghervillage, of all peopleshehad been assigned to 'look after him' and be his guide. She had much better things to be doing than this, but her brother had ordered it, which left her with little to no choice in the matter.Unfortunately, she had missed him entering the village, though it wasn't hard to track him. Everyone had seen him, the idiot was still wearing the robes of the now defunct Akatsuki, that was just asking for trouble. Quite quickly she was ablt to attract him to a nice little cafe, one of her favourite places to get a quick drink. She entered quietly, easily spotting the man amongst the other customers, approaching him from behind and standing right by him, her arms folded. "Ahem....I suppose you're expecting me to welcome you to the village? Well don't get your hopes up, you damned idiot" |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | How bizarre, lady Hokage failed to mention they knew he was coming. His robe was useless now, as was dodging the initial security. 'Bad intelligence can get you killed, it's lucky this was't a combat mission.' Itachi thought to himself. 'I've been out of anbu for a long time... Never when I was...'Turning his head slightly when his escort cleared her throat, his attention moved back to his tea before she started speaking. "I'm not interested in you at all." he replied, picking up his cup and swirling the liquid inside. "This is for the Kazekage, a letter from the Hokage. It explains why I'm here, and holds other important information." he stated, retrieving a sealed scroll from a pouch on his leg 'It's quite urgent." |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | "Hmph, I'll decide if a message is important enough for the Kazekage or not" Temari walked around so she was stood opposite him now on the other side of the table. "So, do you have a deathwish or are you just stupid?" She was pointing at his robe now, clearly indicating its Akatsuki origins."That isn't exactly a popular style around here. People still haven't forgiven Akatsuki for what they did to Gaara and the village. You really need to get something else to wear and blend in better if you're going to be spending any length of time here. Now...." She held out her hand expectantly for the letter. "Hand over the message and just maybe I'll take you to the Kazekage" |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | "If I'm not mistaken, you played a very important role in the invasion of the Hidden Leaf, all those years ago. Yet you still belong to the disgraceful sand village?" Itachi asked calmly, sipping his tea. "In that attack, our Hokage was killed. With your hot headed mindset, I should have an equal right to tear you out of your offensive clothes."Looking into her eyes for the first time, he ran a hand through his hair as the tomoe in his eyes appeared, highlighted by the red."I'll find someone else to deliver it. I understand you're my escort, so I'll meet you at my quarters, after the Kazekage tells me where they are." he told her, putting down some money, before standing up. "Take care of my cloak." Itachi said, before his body morphed into serveral crows, though no one else seemed to notice. The red and black cloak was left behind on the floor. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Temari growled as he spoke to her....how dare he....she might have made a mistake....but what he did....he had murdered innocent people, killed them for no reason. And he dared speak to her like a criminal?! "I'll have you know " She was cutt of when he simply stood and burst into nothing but crows, blinking, then scowling as she looked at his cloak. "....Bastard..."She looked at the cloak for another moment, then just turned to head out of the cafe, leaving his cloak behind. "Take care of it....like hell...." The woman folded her arms, heading off towards the palace so she could head for Itachi's quarters and wait for him. Like it or not, she was stuck babysitting him. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | It was clear that the sand shinobi wouldn't trust him again as easily as Konoha. Itachi chose not to speak before they opened the scroll, to avoid any unnecessary, uncomfortable questions. He was to serve and accept missions from the Kazekage until he could return to the Leaf. He would be carefully watched, but provided with nice housing.An escort guided him to his building, where he was to bet met by the Kage's honorable sister, who would be watching him for the duration of his stay. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Temari glanced up as he was escorted towards her, frowning and folding her arms. "Wel well....look who finally decided to arrive?" She kicked at the door behind her, denting it slightly. "This is your room, I'm sure you'll find it satisfactory" It was one of the luxury guest rooms, perhaps one of the best in the entire building, though Temari was going to leave out the fact that her room was actually the one just next to his. "So, I suppose you're expecting a tour or something? Or are you going to make things better for everyone and just stay in your room?" |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | There was nothing to do until he was called for, except relax and wait. Temari's harsh tone didn't bother him now that there was nothing pressing to take care of. She might even be interesting enough not to avoid, though he didn't really have a choice there.A polite smile was his first response, which lasted long enough to endure her punishment. "I was thinking we could go out." he replied turning on the Uchiha charm. His tone was pleasant, with a hint of arrogance, his posture loose, with a sturdy confidence. "I'm looking forward to seeing what your village has to offer. Maybe you can show me where some of the local girls are?" |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | That question caused Temari's fists to clench and twitch rather noticeably, her stare now glaring at him. How could he ask her such a thing?! "What, you came here looking for the whores? Well you can find them yourself! What in the hell makes you think I'd know where you can find that?!" She growled and suddenly turned to storm off down the corridor. "I'll show you where the village square is and then you can find your own damn way around! I don't care who you are or what you're here for, there's no way I'm being stuck with a perverted bastard like you!"Temari headed for the stairs to leave the building, others practically diving out of her way, not wanting to cross the kunoichi when she was so angry. That was as good as committing suicide. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Temari of the hidden sand was nothing like what he was expecting. At the soonest opportunity, he would ask for a new escort. He would say something about such a skilled kunoichi being wasted on him, to appear polite. She was skilled enough to dent his door, in any case. If he knew his sister at all, the Kazekage would get the message. Until then, the cold, unforgiving, moody bitch could have her way.His face relaxed into a dull, annoyed expression at her childlike tantrum. He quietly opened his door, disappearing behind it. After removing his shoes, he walked to the nearest wall, sitting with his back against it, before he fell asleep. |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | Temari blinked as she heard Itachi's door open up, stopping and turning around to see him enter his room and close the door behind him. Well....that worked out well. "Geez.....finally...." She ran a hand through her hair and shook her head, at least now he wasn't going to be looking over her shoulder all the time..... "Damned pervert...."The kunoichi sighed and started to head back down the hallway, quietly entering her own room beside Itachi's own. It had been windier than normal outside and she needed to take a shower to wash it out. Once in her room Temari began to strip out of her clothes, tossing them around randomly and heading into her private bathroom, turning on the water before stepping inside with a sigh as the water washed over her. "That's better...." |
Desert Getaway (Itachi x Fandom) | The next morning Itachi woke up early, slightly stiff from his sleep. Gaara was an insomniac, so if he was lucky, he could catch him while everyone else was asleep. The shinobi left the house silently, careful not to be seen.Finding the Kazekage was not hard, and after explaining how ill received he had been, Itachi was given permission to leave the sand village. He would wait until morning when he would buy supplies, after which he would be gone, spending his time awaiting his orders in solitude. Just a while longer... |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | The early morning sun peeked in over the tops of the WireRoot Town trees. Pidgeys shook the morning dew from their feather before fluttering up into warm rays of morning. Just beyond the trees was a clearing several acres wide and long, where various habitats for abandoned and otherwise unrehabilitatable pokemon to reside in the comfort of their own element. The habitats were separated by several yards of green grass, where Grass and Normal type Pokemon would usually play. The entire enclosure was blocked off by picket fences high enough to keep younger Pokemon from getting themselves in danger, but not so high that the older Pokemon would feel trapped. At the head of the fencing was a rather impressive ranch mansion, white and leafed with blue and gold. The sign over the front, double doors had Sawa Research, Rehabilitation, and Relaxation Center emblazoned on it.The Sawa Center, as it was called, was the closest thing to a Pokemon Center in WireRoot Town. It provided a safe haven for injured and abandoned Pokemon, a place for trainers to rest and recover, and it also had its own local brand of PokeChow and medicines for travel. The Sawa family themselves, consisting of professor parents and their three children, were responsible for the data collection and distribution on Pokemon breeding. The book was called the Pokemon Breeder s Manual and Guide, but is often shortened down to PokeSex . It is also sometimes rumored that the Sawa family did very intimate research with their Pokemon. Whether or not that was true, the Sawa family always published a new version every year and it s considered a coming of age ritual in their family for the next child in line to gather the data for the next release.Today would begin Hanabi s journey for information.Hanabi Sawaput the last of her ribbons in her hair. She came running downstairs, nearly tripping over a sleeping Charmander at the foot. The Charmander awoke suddenly, but instead of going on guard, he simply rubbed his eyes and followed Hanabi into the kitchen. There, the two set upon the task of pouring PokeFood into various, brightly colored bowls. After that, they filled a metal tub with fruits and berries and vegetables. By this time, the sun s rays were pouring in through the gaps in the window blinds.Other pokemon began to stir now. An Espeon leapt gracefully onto the counter, taking a small bowl labeled Cleo from the assortment of containers and disappearing with it. A Khangaskhan appeared, hefting the metal tub up and resting it against her pup absent tummy. Hanabi and her Charmander had managed to place all the bowl onto a rolling cart by the time the Kangaskhan had arrived and the three of them headed outside. They were greeted with a veritable stampede of hungry Pokemon, each of them taking a bowl appropriate to their size and type. After the older Pokemon had more or less emptied the cart, Hanabi sat down in the soft grass to hand feed the baby Pokemon. Each of them received a handful of PokeChow, then a fruit to round out their diet. Fyuu, that s hard work. Hanabi said as she and her two helpers pushed the cart and tub back inside, But a good start to the most exciting year of my life. Setting the breakfast things aside for a waiting Vaporeon to clean, Hanabi made her way to the front of the mansion, to make sure no abandoned Pokemon and or hurt lost trainers had arrived in the night without them hearing their arrival. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai Lanzhou paused for a moment from his drawing feeling the gentle morning breeze ruffle through his shoulder length silky black hair. He had stopped from his morning walk to the Sawa Ranch as a inclination to draw sight of the bird pokemon set off for the morning rites true to their instincts and behavioral patterns, not that the whole science thing was of much importance to him anyway. He just loved to sketch the creatures in nature as well as the scenery itself. Next to him laying with head resting on his paws was a rather unusual Arcanine, Kai turned his attention to his white furred friend and smiled.The Arcanine, then Growlithe, had been found by Kai when he was young wandering out in the forest beyond his home village. He didn't understand at first the reason why he had been left abandoned there in the middle of the clearing, so small and wounded, yet his father had told him that the white fur, although striped with grey streaks, left him at a natural disadvantage in the wild and I was fortunate enough to have found him alive. Kai was attached to him from that day forth and named him Wren. He had been his friend and companion ever since.Kai put away his sketchbook and slowly stood, stretching as he rose. He slide his shoulder bag on making sure that the five PokeBalls on the modified strap were facing outwards. He started off on the last leg of his long journey. It wasn't like he had stopped far from the ranch though. Sawa Ranch was just on the edge of town and it only took Kai about twenty minutes to get there. When he did finally begin to pass through the front gates of the ranch, he marveled at all the beauty that was on display at the ranch. He never tired of the sight of pokemon, their majesty never failed to amaze him in the least and he thanked the powers that be that he was graced with the chance to live in this world everyday.He reached the front door rather rapidly and gave it a knock. He had heard stories about the family that ran the Sawa ranch and their infamous Pokesex books but that was part of the reason that he wanted to come here. He wanted to capture a new facet of pokemon lifestyle, a part that he had been wanting to add to his sketchbooks for years mating. Besides, if the book came out with a publication ever year like it was rumored then why wouldn't he be able to make a little extra money himself to selling some of his illustrations to add to the next publication.Kai couldn't wait for what could be the best experience of his life. He looked over his shoulder to Wren who looked more like an obedient dog than a pokemon at the moment but he could tell by the way his tail swished as he knocked that he was every bit as anxious for the experience as he was. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | It d taken awhile, but Hanabi managed to make it around some still sleeping Pokemon to the front of the house. She pulled the front doors open, putting her whole body into it until her Kangaskahn came and helped. Thanking the Pokemon quickly, she turned to see the boy who was knocking. Her face lit up immediately with a sweet smile and sparkling eyes. Hello! She chirped. The sound brought a small, curious entourage of Pokemon to the front doors, Welcome to the Sawa Ranch! My name s Hanabi! Please come in! She ushered the curious Pokemon back into the house, where they promptly scattered into the various areas of the place. Just inside the doors was a huge den with several mini dens set into lowered spots, each featuring a couch set and entertainment center. Off to the far left of the main den area was a counter with a machine similar to those in a Pokemon Center. Hanabi sister,Reiya, was behind the counter, preparing for the morning with a Chancey. Reiya saw her sister and the new boy come in and waved at them, Good morning! Can I get you anything? Hanabi asked, bouncing with every step, A room? Rest for you Pokemon? Medicine? Supplies? |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai was a bit taken aback by the pretty girl who answered the door not to mention the fact that she seemed so happy to see someone at her door as early as he was. He figured she must be the youngest daughter of the Sawa's seeing as he knew most of the others by their photos from editions of the PokeSex. As he crossed the threshold, he noticed that there were Pokemon littered about the whole house either sleeping or helping out with household chores. He carefully stepped around Pokemon in the hallway as he followed her into the den. He didn't know why she had brought him into this room but he just gave a silly grin as he followed.He reached the next room and stopped in his tracks as he noticed who he expected was the girl's older sister. If the girl was beautiful, her sister was gorgeous. This one had to be Reiya, who had been the one who put together the latest version of the family's famous tradition. He wondered if the whole family was as attractive as these two but he wasn't going to complain. It wasn't everyday you came to pledge yourself to a year long expedition to aid someone so attractive.Her question was given in a soft yet lifting tone that made him smile because she was quite literally bouncing with energy. He was struck though with how to answer her. Wren came padding up next to him pushing the back of his leg gently as if to goad him forward. He took a deep breath. No turning back now."It is so very kind of you to ask but I've actually come to assist you." He looked at the younger sister, who he assumed might be the next one to fulfill the Sawa family tradition, his hand absent mindedly scratched the back of his head. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind me making sketches to help with the family research. I mean, I wouldn't ask for much more than recognition for my work. It has been kind of like a dream of mine to contribute to the PokeSex."With his request out in the open, Kai seemed to loose some of his composure and his gaze dropped down to the floor at Hanabi's feet. Wren showed a small sign of concern as he leaned his head against Kai's thigh nudging him a little. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | An immediate blush smeared Reiya's face as the question echoed in the air. She turned away quickly, many of the older Pokemon's faces actually turning to look. Their various expressions ranged from amused to horrified. Hanabi's, however, was an expression of excitement. Clearly there was a secret here that neither of the young trainers knew about. As Hanabi began to answer, a deep, very sexual sounding voice flowed into the den."Sketches for the PokeSex?"Taiya, Hanabi's older brother and Reiya's twin , chuckled softly, "You're quite a risk taker. Drawing nothing but a year's worth of Pokemon fucking?""Taiya!" Hanabi pouted, puffing her cheeks out, "Don't do that! You'll scare him off."As Taiya shrugged and began to descend the stairs not but ten feet from the mini PokeCenter, Hanabi and Reiya threw their arms up. The eldest Sawa had just stepped out of the shower and had fail to come downstairs in anything but a towel around his waist. It was his unfortunate habit of showing his body off that bothered his younger sisters to no end."Will you at least get dressed before breakfast?" Hanabi squeaked, trying not blush."Really?" Taiya sighed, then with a lecherous smile, "But you guys never complained before."Reiya immediately ushered her twin upstairs and Hanabi turned to her guest to apologize."I'm sorry for that, my brother's ego is sometimes more than he can handle." She coughed into her hand, trying to remember the topic before their were interrupted, "Ah, yes, illustrations. I think it's a great idea! But, you'll have to talk to my parents to get the final approval. Until then, can I interest you and your pokemon in some breakfast, Mr...?" |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai didn't know what he was supposed to expect from them but he definitely couldn't have hoped for anything more than Hanabi's expression of utter delight at his offer. He even noticed how Reiya had blushed at the thought of what his offer entailed though it wasn't like he hadn t thought of it having read over the last editions of the book. He was hanging on her response until a very sexual sounding voice broke his focus diverting all of his attention to its source.His face flushed almost instantaneously as his eyes devoured the sight before him. If Reiya was gorgeous then her twin, Taiya, was even more so especially half naked. His perfect blonde hair was dripping wet and fell around his face as his question was asked. His slightly pale skin glistened as if he had just gotten out of the shower. The only thing keeping him from being completely nude was a simple white towel wrapped tightly around his waist. Kai wasn't sure why that made him feel a little disappointed but his blush deepened at his words. He had known about what his offer had entailed and wasn't sure if he should offer that it was something he had been doing for a short time now.He was about to respond when Reiya and Hanabi exclaimed at his current state of dress and ushered him out of the room much too quickly for Kai's taste. He shook it off and looked back to Hanabi who was apologizing for her brothers actions but quickly returned the subject to his offer. Apparently he would have to get approval from the heads of the house but her approval meant a lot to him. He knew that he had at least one person on his side and since Hanabi was the next to uphold the tradition, he figured that was better than nothing. His mood perked though at the thought of having breakfast. A free meal was hard to come by, even for someone like him."The name is Kai, Kai Lanzhou." He reached down and patted Wren's head and while his other hand fell upon his five PokeBalls on his shoulder bag strap. He knew that they would be hungry as well. Wren nudged his hand in anticipation. "I would love to have breakfast with you and your family." He gave a small smile and giggled a little at the thought. Just being here was interesting, he wondered what else this place had to offer for entertainment. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Hanabi moved towards the kitchen and dining room. A number of pokemon littered the kitchen, cooking, cleaning, eating, scolding. In the middle of the kitchen sat a large, round table. At the table sat the Sawa traditional breakfast. Eggs, bacon, ham, steak, hash browns, fruit, whatever you wanted was most likely on that table and if it wasn t, they d be able to get ahold of it. Hanabi pulled out all the chairs from the table to make room for the Sawa family and any trainers who had stayed the night. In moments, Taiya and Reiya came in. Reiya was still in her nurse s outfit, a slightly skimpier version of the usual Nurse Joy uniform, which showed off her flat tummy, and Taiya was in an open button down shirt and torn jeans. Standing side by side, the two looked like a pair of dolls. Ooh. Reiya purred as she sat down, the squatting motion flashing her pink Clefairy thong for a second, Who made breakfast this morning? Before Hanabi could answer, a roar of Pokemon entered the room. Behind them came their trainers, an assortment of characters who gathered around the table, eyes wide with excitement. Not long after the rush, the kitchen fell silent, save soft footsteps.MijiroandAilaSawa were the legendary creators of the PokeSex, as well as two of the most gorgeous people in the Pokemon world. Mijiro had come down in a lab coat and black slack . Aila was dressed in a yukata styled in the colors of an Absol. Her hair was tied up in two pigtails to mimic fox ears. They bowed together, elegant and regal exuming from their being. The trainers applauded the entrance and waited for them to sit. Aila beamed a blushing rending smile at all the trainers, but stopped momentarily on Kai. Well, good morning. She greeted, her voice soft and melodic, almost like a Bellossom s song. She turned her head to greet the others, Thank you for joining us this morning at Sawa Ranch. We are always pleased to have you here. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai waited for a few moments before he followed Hanabi into the other room. He stood off to the side unsure of where to sit down. He was about to just sit somewhere when Taiya and Reiya walked into the room scattering his thoughts as he couldn't stop staring at them. They were freaking hot and he couldn't help but notice how unreal they looked while they stood next to each other. This family was truly out of this world sexy and Kai was having some trouble hiding his unruly arousal. He had to visibly bite his lip as Reiya sat down and he caught a slight glimpse of her undergarments that left little to the imagination and he didn't seem to mind it one bit.He moved to sit but he paused as a crowd of trainers and Pokemon piled into the kitchen and took seats and began eating. He had no idea who they were but felt a little out of place because of the shear number of them. Wren moved in closer to him as they entered, not ever really liking large groups of people. Kai actually got a little more anxious as well. He never really did well with large groups having been an artist for so long he hated loud groups and places.He edged a little toward the door but didn't get far as the famous couple that started the PokeSex entered the room. He once again was floored with how beautiful the family was. His anxiousness faded as Aila's gaze fell upon him. He felt the heat rising to his face as she talked to him."I am pleased to finally meet you as well. I've been invited to join you for breakfast." He took a seat next to Reiya and smiled up to Hanabi, "I really appreciate you for your kindness." He gave her an appreciative smile and turned back to Mijiro and took a deep breath before letting it all out. "I've actually come to ask a request of you. I hope I'm not being too presumptuous but would like to assist your daughter on her journey and illustrate the PokeSex..."That's it. He though. He had said it and there wasn't anything to take it back. He knew he had to ask before he lost his nerve. At least this way, he could have a meal out of it even if he was rejected. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | A silence fell over the dining room. Pokemon and trainers alike stared in wonder at the bold young man. Reiya visibly caught herself from spewing her orange juice over the table, while Taiya just gave a Cheshire grin."Illustrations?" Mijiro echoed, before the hushed clamoring of the trainers grew at all. His handsome, wise face formed few wrinkles as he considered the offer. A smile and chuckle came shortly after, as if he were reliving some fond memory. Aila looked over at him and, in a moment only shared by those deeply in love, chuckled as well."It's an interesting proposal to say the least." Aila replied, taking a bite out of a strawberry held delicately in her long fingers. There was another long pause before she continued."The Pokemon Breeding and Mating Guide is a year long process. It takes into account the very limits of human and Pokemon relations, the strength of your will, and the depth of your passion." Aila licked her lips, "Mijiro and I went through many hardships that tried our love and our patience. There is no telling what challenges you will face in the year ahead of you...""But..." She popped the remaining strawberry piece into her mouth, "I can tell that you have infinite respect for our work and immense passion for your own. If you wish to contribute to our Guide, then I see no reason to hold you back." |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai waited with baited breathe as he looked slowly from Aila to Mijiro. His anticipation of this moment was eating him alive even Wren had stopped moving looking over to the others. He didn't even notice that the room had fallen silent at his question but he did realize that his whole future could depend on their answer.He had waited so long to get this far. He had always thought that the PokeSex could use some king of illustration just to make it not only more informative but also slightly more interesting, to say the least. He didn't start his artwork with that goal in mind but he later found himself more and more driven to be the first illustrator of perhaps the Pokemon Breeders most famous book, a small claim to fame but one that he would hold with much pride at doing something he loved as much as drawing those creatures he cherished.As the couple before him spoke, he found himself in a mix of emotions. He was truly happy that they would accept him but he also understood now what kind of responsibility he now had, a duty he owed to the Sawa family. His eyes brightened visibly and he bowed his head respectfully before he returned their gaze once again."I can't tell you how excited and relieved it makes me to hear those words." He spoke up then looking around the table to the other family members, "I promise I won't let you regret this decision." As he prepared to say more his stomach grumbled and he stumbled over some non distinguishable words before saying, "Maybe I should start with breakfast first "He scratched the back of his head embarrassed and attacked the plate of food before him to hide his reddened face. He didn't know where to go after this but he knew that he was hungry and that he was one his way to his destiny. He just hoped that he was as prepared for it as he thought. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Reiya fidgeted in her seat as their mother spoke of passion and hardships. Her and Taiya had grown close when they had accompanied each other on their own journeys. Unable to stand whatever was bothering her, Reiya shot a look at Taiya, then turned abruptly out of her seat and stormed out of the kitchen. Taiya shrugged casually, then eyed Kai for a moment before following his twin out. Mijiro and Aila looked at each other and chuckled. Slowly, conversation grew back into the room, paired with the various calls and purrs of Pokemon.Hanabi, who had not noticed the exchange between her siblings, was beaming again, Ah! This is so exciting! We re going to be known as the two who began a whole new tradition in the PokeSex. Beside her, her Charmander purred and wagged its little flaming tail. About an hour passed by and soon the kitchen was empty, save Mijiro, Aila, Kai, and Hanabi. Mijiro went outside to retrieve a few Pokemon to help clean, while Aila mulled over what the two young trainers were to do to prepare themselves for the coming year. Well, before anything. Aila said, taking down her hair and letting it fall about her shoulders, We need to find Taiya and Reiya. Kai, their rooms are upstairs, across the hall from the bathroom with the light blue door. I swear, those two are always conspiring behind my back |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai was listening to what Aila had to say before he took a bite of his breakfast and then was a little taken aback by the explosion of flavor in his mouth. Now, it wasn't like he hadn't expected the food to be bad and all but he didn't expect a mass produced meal of this size to taste this awesome. He was distracted with it for a moment before Reiya abruptly got up from the table and left, her brother shrugging an calmly following suit as if she did this often.Time crept by afterwards as Kai sampled most of everything on the table. He had a rather interesting conversation with a breeder next to him that had come all this way to show off his skills to the famous PokeSex creators. But before long he had to leave and return to his home, so he left. Unfortunately there had to be a rather unpleasant trainer there who didn't like how he had just shown up and gotten more attention than him. This trainer having long black hair and the usual trainer get up approached Kai."You've got some nerve, ya know." He said rather rudely. "For someone with a rejected albino pokemon." Kai stood up quickly and turned around obviously insulted. His Arcanine, Wren, got up from his position next to him and growled."You know for someone who is in the presence of such nice people, you seem to lack manners." He looked over at the others. "If you'll excuse us, I'll teach him some manners." Kai walked out of the room to the front of the house with the obviously insulted insulting Trainer followed him to the field next to the house.Kai turned on him and waited for him the pull out a PokeBall or something saying, "If you think that my Wren is such a reject, why don't you try and defeat him then." He smiled as Wren stepped forward into the area between them his white mane swaying a little in the wind and then added, "If you can defeat us, I'll leave." The trainer thought that he had this made and smiled."You are going to regret that, "He said as he reached behind his back and pulled out a PokeBall and throwing it out he shouted, "Come out, Ludicolo."The lily pad pokemon came out and from that moment, Kai knew this wasn't going to be to hard. People always seem to underestimate the power of him and Arcanine. The Trainer shouted out for Ludicolo to use water gun on him, trying to go for a quick victory over his fire Pokemon.Kai saw this and said to Wren, "Quickly, Wren ,dodge it and hit him with a Flamethrower." Wren swiftly dodged to the side and a stream of fire spewed forth from his mouth hitting the much slower opponent knocking him off his feet. The dazed Pokemon was returned by his master who then sent out a Slowking."Slowking, Zen head butt, now." commanded the trainer but Kai commanded that Wren jump above him to dodge and come down to use crunch. The blow connected to the shoulder with Arcanine landing upon the poor Slowking knocking him out with his weight and attack. Wren jumped off and moved back to Kai as the Trainer, who was pissed, threw out his last ball. "Mudkip, go."The pokemon appeared before them but before the trainer had time to command an attack Kai shouted out, "Wren, Thunder Fang, now." Wren moved gently but swiftly and bit his foe with his electrified fangs and the helpless Mudkip promptly fainted. Before the Trainer had any time to react Kai called out to him."You are not really worth the time, ya know." He said mocking his earlier comment, "You should have known, Arcanines are fiercely loyal and not as easy to train as some would like to think, albino or not, Wren and I stuck it out and became strong together against bullies like you. Let this be a lesson to you, looks can be deceiving, I'm a lot more powerful than just some pleasant boy with an albino Pok mon." He turned to leave, "Now, if you excuse me, I believe I've missed the rest of breakfast." as he left the defeated Trainer to deal with his injured Pok mon.He brooded a little on his way back considering that if the boy had been a little more trained then he could have been defeated by him, and then where would he be. He would have had to leave. He was so stupid sometimes. Good thing the trainer hadn't ever realized the fierce speed and power an Arcanine can deliver in battle, even when at a type disadvantage. He hadn't know how long his battle had taken and hoped that he could catch Aila in the kitchen to talk more.Upon entering the room, Kai noticed that a lot of the people who had been there were gone and he returned just as Mijiro left. Alia addressed him and he figured he might as well go and get them so he could start preparing. "I'll go and figure out what they are up to, and hopefully we can then get started on preparing."Kai went upstairs and was still admiring how he was about to start one of his greatest dreams. He followed his directions and noticed that the blue door was slightly opened. He was so deep in his thoughts that he entered the room without knocking and froze from what he saw. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Mmm, Taiya Reiya panted, visibly shaking. Both twins were naked, with Reiya propping herself up against the sink counter. Her legs were spread and barely holding her up. Instead, Taiya s broad shoulders held her as his face was obscured by her legs, Four times, are you s serious? Taiya pulled his head back to look up at her, licking his lips, Tired already? That s so unlike you, hun. Reiya blushed and bit her bottom lip. She ran her hands through Taiya s hair, I m not tired. I just don t want to get caught by any of the trainers still in the house Let them catch us. Taiya stood up, his erect cock coming to full view before he pressed it to Reiya s wet cunt. She shuddered and bucked her hips gently. He lifted her legs up onto the crook of his elbows, leaning her back into the heavily fogged mirror behind her. Reiya groaned as her brother s thick cock pressed into her for, as previously mentioned, a fourth time straight to the hilt. Her arms immediately wrapped around his neck. If we keep this up, you re going to get me pregnant. Reiya purred, locking her ankles together behind his back. I d be okay with that. Taiya pulled back as far as his sister s legs would let him and slammed back into her, shaking the counter and rattling some items off of it, I love you, Reiya. I love you too.. She laid her head against his chest, her eyes barely open as she turned to face the now open door. She inhaled sharply, the motion causing her muscle to tighten around Taiya, who shuddered in pleasure, Taiya! The brother smiled and cocked his head towards the door, his blonde hair falling over lusty eyes, I see that your concern are not unfounded, dear sister.. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai froze at what he saw as he opened the door, which swung open as he let go of the handle. Now Kai wasn't one of those types who shirked at sex, hell he was going to be devoting himself to the act for a whole year, it was more of an expected reaction to seeing someone you didn't expect to be doing it to be in mid coitus as it were. But seeing that blonde with his calm comments as he thrusted into his sister made him blush, not to mention his voluptuous sister's look as he walked in on them just as she climaxed.Kai wasn't really sure at what was the appropriate thing to do but upon hearing others coming up the stairs, possibly other trainers, He stepped inside and closed the door behind him quickly. He looked over the two, who still seemed a bit flushed which told him that not only had they done this before but they had done it often, today. He looked the pair over again because honestly it was definitely a sight to see, especially with a straight look at Taiya's smooth ass and Reiya's perky breasts . He was just grateful that his clothes aptly hid his own erection.He couldn't look away so he absent mindedly said, "Aila sent me to find you so I could begin preparations for the trip." |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Taiya chuckled, pulling away from a put off twin and walking towards the intruder. His cock, in its full prominence an impressive seven inches, pressed up against Kai's stomach as Taiya put his hand against the door and leaned forward. He smelled of sweat and musky, dirty sex. The gleam from the sweat only served to make him look more ethereal and godly, "You've got a lot of balls to be coming in here in the middle of us having our fun time. It's not everyday Reiya wears those little Pokemon undies... if she wears any underwear at all."Reiya followed suit, hopping off the counter and coming up to stand next to Taiya, "What should we do to him, babe? He's stirring up quite a bit of commotion in the house.""Well..." the brother stroked his chin, thinking, "I suppose it would only be fair to give him a taste of what the next year is going to be like."Before Taiya even got the word "taste" out of his mouth, Reiya had dropped down to her knees and was furiously undoing Kai's pants."Eager little girl, aren't you?" Taiya chuckled, patting Reiya on the head. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai didn't have enough time to figure out what was happening but blushed deeply as Taiya got so close to him, his cock brushing up against his shirt The wetness of his sister leaving a damp mark. His breath caught in his throat as Taiya offered to give him a 'taste'. He only had time to think of how he had wanted a 'taste' ever since he had seen the two of them as Reiya attacked his pants and freed his own cock which sprung to attention at its full 6 and a half inches. He could tell his was a little shorter than Taiya's but his length may have been beat but his width was certainly a bit wider than Taiya's, an even match in his eyes.Kai may have been too awe struck to make the first move but not going to be out done and simple by the fact that it was already rubbing up against him. Kai moved his back and braced himself against the door giving him a little room to play and grasped Taiya's rod in his fingers, gently exploring his length hoping to force a reaction from the luscious boy in front of him. He looked up into Taiya's eyes with greed and lust in mind."She isn't the only one who is eager " he said a smooth grin spreading across his face :3 |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Reiya smiled as the organ popped her in the forehead, leaving a little string of precum. Before she could attend to it like she had planned, Taiya held her back. The older twin growled as Kai's hand brushed the length of his cock gently, "Very ballsy."Taiya grabbed Kai by the shoulder and whipped him around at a sharp 90 degree angle. Now Kai's back was to Taiya and his front was still toward a very eager Reiya and the counter. Reiya, knowing her role, promptly took Kai's cock in her mouth, elliciting a deep, reverberating moan as it just barely tapped the back of her throat. Reiya forced Kai's pants down the rest of the way and pressed the head of his own cock between the younger trainer's cheeks."Something tells me you're not entirely inexperienced." Taiya growled into Kai's ear, putting the entirety of his body down along Kai's back, "Wouldn't you say, Reiya?"Reiya nodded as her tongue flicked about the crown of Kai's head. She wasn't entirely paying attention to her brother's antics, seemingly enamoured by the large member in her mouth. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai wasn't surprised by the growl that he had forced out of Taiya and felt himself throb as he smacked Reiya in the head. However, he hadn't expected Taiya to grab him and winced a little as Taiya roughly spun him so that he was behind him. Kai knew what Taiya had in mind and as his cock pressed up against his ass he knew he was going to like these two.Reiya didn't seem all that interested in the goading of her brother as she devoured Kai's dick pushing it fully into her mouth. This coaxed a moan out of Kai which caused him to push back a little into Taiya letting him get a better feel of that hard body behind him. He let out another gasp as his hot breath passed over his ears."I could tell you, but wouldn't you rather find out yourself " he stifled a moan from Reiya's menstruations by biting his lip. |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Reiya rolled her eyes at the boys' playful conversation, sucking down Kai's precum. She pulled off for a second and took both his balls into her mouth, letting a free hand jerk his cock. Her other hand slid down between her thighs and began to play with her, the slick noise of her cunt as loud as her slurping or her hand on his dick."Heh." Taiya grabbed Kai's hips and bucked forward, not entirely surprised that he could enter with just enough resistance, "I wonder who the lucky dick was that got this first." |
Poke'Sex ((bedlam x dahnei)) | Kai couldn't hold himself back anymore as the warm wetness of Reiya's mouth descended to his balls. He hand spared no time as it proceeded to stroke him off. He could hear her moan with pleasure as she started to play with herself. He bit his lip holding himself back for just a little longer enjoying the feeling of her tongue.All of his effort was lost though as Taiya thrust inside of him, pushing himself in completely to the hilt. His balls tightened and as he let out another moan, hot seed burst from his cock covering Reiya's hand. Though he had spent himself that didn't mean the fun was over. He pushed himself backwards toward Taiya's cock working it inside of his ass."He's around," Kai gasped as he felt Taiya's length building up his passion again. He reached his hand back lacing it into Taiya's smooth hair and turned his head pulling Taiya's lips down to his. He'd been able to last like this for hours but he wasn't sure how much time they had left before someone came looking for him. "hmmmmmm " He moaned again at the thought of being caught with these two sexy beasts |
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