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The SavantGUYS. You are thinking of sexuality too literally. You can have FEELINGS of arousal with or without a dick or vagina. But fine. Maeve will stay where she is...
*mutter mutter ungrateful mutter*
*mutter mutter ungrateful mutter*
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I'm Sterling, I've been writing/roleplaying for 11 years now. I like reading, writing, singing, dancing, horse back ridding and dog training.
I like highly detailed plots and games. While I don't think all posts should be three or four paragraphs long, I think it is harder to have quality with stunted posts.
I'm more into fantasy and historical than sci fi etc. but if the writers are good, that's really what matters.
Please feel free to message me. I'm fairly good at being nice.
I like highly detailed plots and games. While I don't think all posts should be three or four paragraphs long, I think it is harder to have quality with stunted posts.
I'm more into fantasy and historical than sci fi etc. but if the writers are good, that's really what matters.
Please feel free to message me. I'm fairly good at being nice.
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:D Maeve can go use her super awesome running to see if the smexy skeleton has a thing for her...if you want? @Iktomi@CadenGallic@Polyphemus
Anyone want the next post?
It was with some surprise that Maeve found herself quickly and terrifyingly on the opposite side of the airstrip. She had intended to run only a few steps out of the way and found herself catapulted across the land in a rush of speed completely unknown to the Succubus.
She gasped as she came to a stop and looked about in complete and utter confusion. How in the world had she gotten so far so fast?!
Rattling her brain Maeve came up with the answer with a grimace. Jackson had touched her in the plane. Maeve was so used to be groped and caressed (though admittedly not by the boy) that she hadn’t thought much of it. But now it made sense. He must have given her the speed of Friction. Which stood to reckon Friction had the attraction of Maeve… Which could be pretty dangerous if you didn’t know how to tone it down.
The thoughts flashed through her mind quickly before the clamor of the present brought her back. Whipping about Maeve saw the group was under fire, confusion gripping the Succubus all the more. Where was it coming from?! Why was someone shooting at them? Carefully she took up a jog to return but the shots stopped as quickly as they had come.
This made no sense!
But it didn’t matter, she needed to return. Tentatively Maeve sped up and sooner than she thought possible she was back with the group and watching as Tinhead Ned took one in the chest. The Succubus laughed in delight and looked about at where the shot might have come from.
Guessing that that Celtic Sniper was out there she waved in a friendly manner vaguely to the distance the shot had come from.
Where was Friction? Maeve needed to warn her about her unbelievably awesome powers of seduction before the blonde hurt someone.
@Iktomi@TheHangedMan@RumikoOhara@Polyphemus@DFTBA
She gasped as she came to a stop and looked about in complete and utter confusion. How in the world had she gotten so far so fast?!
Rattling her brain Maeve came up with the answer with a grimace. Jackson had touched her in the plane. Maeve was so used to be groped and caressed (though admittedly not by the boy) that she hadn’t thought much of it. But now it made sense. He must have given her the speed of Friction. Which stood to reckon Friction had the attraction of Maeve… Which could be pretty dangerous if you didn’t know how to tone it down.
The thoughts flashed through her mind quickly before the clamor of the present brought her back. Whipping about Maeve saw the group was under fire, confusion gripping the Succubus all the more. Where was it coming from?! Why was someone shooting at them? Carefully she took up a jog to return but the shots stopped as quickly as they had come.
This made no sense!
But it didn’t matter, she needed to return. Tentatively Maeve sped up and sooner than she thought possible she was back with the group and watching as Tinhead Ned took one in the chest. The Succubus laughed in delight and looked about at where the shot might have come from.
Guessing that that Celtic Sniper was out there she waved in a friendly manner vaguely to the distance the shot had come from.
Where was Friction? Maeve needed to warn her about her unbelievably awesome powers of seduction before the blonde hurt someone.
@Iktomi@TheHangedMan@RumikoOhara@Polyphemus@DFTBA
Especially after the post-victory orgy
Took the words out of Maeve's mouth
Sorry the Succubus got the best of me there for a second. I'm better now...
Are you wanting to do from the TV show or the original books?
* Cough cough orgy cough*
@POOHEAD189@Jotunn Draugr
Fallon was very excited about the whole thing. Excited to be out. Excited to try new drinks, to hear fast music. To dance.
If she ever got the chance. With the music blearing and the patrons laughing and talking loudly and her brothers making no move to offer her a dance as well, nor any move to let anyone else ask her Fallon held tight to her excitement so that her mood wouldn’t deteriorate.
She scanned the club carefully, bright blue eyes taking in as much as possible. There was a very handsome man flirting with the hostess and Fallon felt envious at their obvious and playful exchange. Her brothers would not allow such a thing.
Sighing Fallon turned away and realized her brothers were back at it. Catching Cullen’s eye the redheaded Cassidy frowned and he nodded. She could leave the table and he would keep Desmond on his leash.
With a grateful smile the Cassidy sister rose, leaving her shawl behind and adventured over to the shiny bar top.
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“I don’t know….” The hostess cooed, smiling playfully at the tall man. “We’re already so packed…” She gestured to the obviously over full room.
“I might get in trouble…” She murmured, batting her lashes playfully up at the man before glancing , then gesturing for him to lean in, affording an attractive ample view of the neck line of her dress. “Promise you won’t tell?” She whispered so he had to lean closer.
As soon as they had an agreement the hostess was leading the gentlemen through the various tables and patrons before depositing him at the bar. “If anyone asks say you’re with the band…” She winked and was back to her work.
As the Hostess sauntered away the Cassidy sister approached, standing enthusiastically at the bar top and staring with open admiration at the beautiful set up, the shiny wood, the mirrors, the pretty delicate glasses. This place was so much fancier than anything Fallon was used to.
Fallon was very excited about the whole thing. Excited to be out. Excited to try new drinks, to hear fast music. To dance.
If she ever got the chance. With the music blearing and the patrons laughing and talking loudly and her brothers making no move to offer her a dance as well, nor any move to let anyone else ask her Fallon held tight to her excitement so that her mood wouldn’t deteriorate.
She scanned the club carefully, bright blue eyes taking in as much as possible. There was a very handsome man flirting with the hostess and Fallon felt envious at their obvious and playful exchange. Her brothers would not allow such a thing.
Sighing Fallon turned away and realized her brothers were back at it. Catching Cullen’s eye the redheaded Cassidy frowned and he nodded. She could leave the table and he would keep Desmond on his leash.
With a grateful smile the Cassidy sister rose, leaving her shawl behind and adventured over to the shiny bar top.
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“I don’t know….” The hostess cooed, smiling playfully at the tall man. “We’re already so packed…” She gestured to the obviously over full room.
“I might get in trouble…” She murmured, batting her lashes playfully up at the man before glancing , then gesturing for him to lean in, affording an attractive ample view of the neck line of her dress. “Promise you won’t tell?” She whispered so he had to lean closer.
As soon as they had an agreement the hostess was leading the gentlemen through the various tables and patrons before depositing him at the bar. “If anyone asks say you’re with the band…” She winked and was back to her work.
As the Hostess sauntered away the Cassidy sister approached, standing enthusiastically at the bar top and staring with open admiration at the beautiful set up, the shiny wood, the mirrors, the pretty delicate glasses. This place was so much fancier than anything Fallon was used to.
I thought we were waiting for Plank to post since Poo is interacting with her but I can certainly post again :)
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