At times he can be a bit of a dick but that comes from where he was working and having to deal with a lot of drunk assholes each and every night. He had a good heart and was a caring person for anyone and everyone he came in contact with unless they provoked him otherwise. He was a bit mysterious, rebellious as well. He was a dancer and a lover, even sung just a little bit. Passionate about his work and his hobbies. Is a playful man, somewhat naughty as well. Could be sarcastic. Stayed to himself sometimes, don't even have many close friends.
Steven was born in a family of two girls and two boys, so he had a total of two sisters and two brothers, being the fifth and youngest of em all. He had many girlfriends and boyfriends growing up and always was the life of the party when he went out, always doing trick shots while playing around with the booze at parties, and that's when he knew his passion was to bartend and do tricks and gain those tips. His family really didn't approve of it and wanted him to make better for himself. So they told him to go to college to become either a doctor, lawyer or whatever they all listed off to him. Instead he went to college to bartend and to also be a cook. He loved experimenting with both drinks and food, so it would be the best of both worlds.
He ended up getting a job in Miami, Florida at one of the biggest clubs there was on the strip. He was very honored they wanted him and moved from Cali just to have that job. His family was furious with him and they had a fued, but regardless of it all, he still loved them very much and sent them letters and pictures every now and then, but he never really received a response from them. So he was stuck in his apartment by himself, no dog, no animals. Just him alone. Single. Though, there was a catch to him, he was a vampire. He had recently been a vampire for about a good four or five years now and had the rest of his life ahead of him. He did bed men and women, fed from them, had sex with them and then compelled them to forget about him. His life was dull. He needed new excitement in his life.
A sigh left a young mans lips along with a gorgeous smile and laughter followed right behind. It was a little bit of a slow night so far, but the club would be packed in the next hour or so. It was still pretty early. Some of the regulars had showed up and was standing around the bar talking with the young man. He did some trick shots and started playing with the bottles and then within a few moments he was giving people shots that looked like water and blood, but it was vodka and some other type of mixture he had came up with and everyone enjoyed it. He called it Blood Ecstasy. He smirked and shook his head telling jokes and cracking up with people. His blue eyes danced with the light coming from the club, some people were dancing, some were at the bar and others were sitting around the lounge. There had to be twenty people in here tops.
Steven ran a hand through his hair and cracked his neck as he put a towel over his shoulder and looked at the time. The crowd would be here in about ten minutes and he would be jumping back and forth like a chicken with his head cut off. It got really busy in here during the summer and after finals for college. He was glad he had help tonight from two of his favorite buddies, Kelly, which was a woman that had tattoos all over her body pretty much, a lip piercing and had a funky hair cut, another was Michael which was more mellowed out compared to the others. He had gotten along with them since he had came here. The thing they didn't know though was, Steven was co-owner of this place now. He didn't want to tell them that because they might be liable to quit and he couldn't handle that.
He was wearing a red silk shirt, black slacks, black shoes and his hair was stringy all around his head. His blue eyes matched perfectly, so did his perfect white teeth. He heard the doors come open and a crowd came rushing through, everyone headed to the bar first and asked for their drinks, "Show time Kell and Mike, let's go!" He screamed in an excited voice and it made the crowd go wild and the music started bumping even louder. Yes, a night where things went bump in the night and no one could really say shit to anyone here.
Going Once, Going Twice....(Ashley and Luna/ Tyler and Philomena)
November 30, 2015, 07:48:pm
Age: 32 but doesn't look his age
Weight: 230 includes muscles
He normally keeps to himself anymore, so you could say a little bit of a loner. He does like to party though to get his mind off things. An artist that expresses his passions. Rebellious. One that has a temper on him. He does get a bit jealous and angered a bit too easily, but he's working on it. He's mysterious. Active. Athlete. Once you get to know him, he will open up a little bit and become a very sweet and caring type of person. He is a bit cold once meeting new people. He doesn't trust too easily anymore. Animal lover.
Tyler didn't have much of a good family life. He grew up with his aunt and uncle thinking they were his mother and father since the beginning. His father had told them to just keep him, he didn't want him even as a baby. When he was born his mother died giving birth to him and his father blamed him for it, or so he thought. He grew up with his cousins as brother and sisters and had a good life for a little while, until he was of the age they told him that they were his aunt and uncle. He rebelled and got into drugs and ran with a bad crowd, giving his aunt and uncle a bad time. He had a best friend named Steven that he ended up loving more than just a best friend but they both discussed it and decided that it was best for them to just stick it out as friends, like brothers. Steven helped Tyler get over his bad habit and sit down with his family and started talking and apologizing, went to rehab for a good year or so. He graduated high school, but things tended to get a bit freaky at the time. He was having anger issues more than anyone, and he felt this urge to want to kill and hurt people. His body always seemed to have gotten hot when he was angered and just lashed out. As he lashed out, he would break things that normal people wouldn't be able to break. It freaked him out.
He went off to a private school to get better education, leaving his aunt and uncle along with his cousins behind, knowing that they would miss him but it was something he had to do. When he went to this private school, he ended up meeting a few women there. He forgot the name of a girl he used to love and would do almost anything for. He ended up alone and that's when he met Dessie. Dessie helped him out and she knew something was different about him. She comforted him. He was drunk one night and went to her dorm to just sit and talk with her, she had to try and calm him down, but things got a bit heated and ever since then they were close, dated, and he even wanted to propose to her. But things got out of hand and that's when his Dragon form came into play. Dessie helped him through it, tried to calm him down, do what she could and even asked Steven to help keep eyes on him.
Tyler seeked out his father, which Dessie was concerned with and told him not to even do it cause it seemed like a bad idea. Though, he didn't listen and almost got in a fight with her but told him that he would be alright and try to calm himself down. So he went and found his father, and things went bump in the night with those two for the longest time until his father noticed that he triggered the Dragon gene and that's when things seemed to cool down. They both broke down and had the tightest bond ever. Not long after that, Tyler was finding out that he was a father, Dessie had told him. He didn't know how to react to the news. He always wanted to be a father. He wasn't there for everything, other than when she was seventeen to eighteen years old. He had missed out on a lot and was going to make it up to her. Then he ended up disappearing, never to really be seen again.
He blamed himself for everything and knew that Dessie must have moved on and it killed him, but he still loved her, and locked himself away in his own thoughts. Now, he was an artist and selling paintings and had his own gallery. He was a bit wealthy to say the least. He always went to auctions to buy whatever he could knowing it was worth more than what they were asking for and had a whole storage space filled with antiques.
((can't find pictures of auction houses that will go with this so yeah xD))
Tyler was a happy go lucky kind of person today. He had followed the auctions from all different types of states. He had the money to blow on things and people didn't even know the real worth of the things they were selling so to him it was a good deal to leave with the things he normally did. From cars to trucks, along with paintings, statues and all other type of things. He ran a hand through his hair as he walked through the doors of the auction house. It was pretty huge. He knew this was going to go on all night from everything he saw since arriving. First place he went when he arrived was near the paintings. He had always loved art of every kind, even if it was just statues and stuff like that. He smiled and looked around, running his fingers over the edges of them. Some of them were fake but he wasn't going to tell the people that. It just made him feel sorry for those people. Sometimes he helped them out, knowing it was hard to come by money these days, but he didn't do that too often. He didn't want anyone to think they can sucker him every time he came to these things.
He sighed as he stopped at a painting of a man and a woman that was shadow figures dancing in the moon, the moon over a lake and the ripples were just fine. It looked like a real picture someone captured with a camera, it didn't even look like it was a painting. He took the information packet that was under it and seen how much they wanted for it. He laughed a little and put down one of his bets and slipped it into the box. He knew that this was worth some money, since it was an original piece and that they captured it just like it was supposed to be captured. He kept on moving keeping the packet in his hand and walked over to some of the tables that were selling old record players, knives, swords, you name it. So far, he seen a lot he wanted to bid on, even things for his father, and some things for Dessie, if she would accept them of course and his daughter.
Going Once, Going Twice....(Ashley and Luna/ Tyler and Philomena)
November 30, 2015, 10:06:pm
It wasn’t often that Philomena had the opportunity to go to auctions, but when she saw them she was more than happy to take the chance and enjoy herself. Her brothers had always hated them, had been more than a little displeased when she’d dragged them out of the house to explore the auction houses that she’d frequented more as a teenager than she did now. But she’d never minded them and their complaining, how antsy they would get as she moved happily through the crowds, long brown hair flowing in thick dark locks around her slender waist. A soft smile colored her features as she strolled through a crowd so much like the ones she was used to, though she had her heart set on finding the old record players that she so adored. However old they may be, if they worked, she would take them. She had too many to count, one room in her house filled with them, the relics cleaned and cared for meticulously by the young lycan who owned the precious items and loved them so dearly.It was what had drawn her out that day, as with every day, to move through the crowds as quietly as possible, her dark eyes scoping everything out with obvious curiosity. But she couldn’t help but always be curious. It was her nature, something she’d gained from her mother, the woman she looked so much like. The woman she’d lost young, who had loved her and her two brothers so thoroughly. The woman that had both built and destroyed their lives without ever intending to. She’d been young when she’d passed, only nine-years-old, but she remembered it nonetheless. More so, she remembered the reactions of her brothers. She remembered Inigo’s drug use and Roth’s pulling away from everyone, though she’d desperately hoped she wouldn’t be one of those people, which had happened despite this. But there was nothing that she could do now and, instead of dwelling on the past and letting the memory of her mother permeate her thoughts, she silently shrugged it off, pushing open the door to the auction house.Paintings, vases, and statues lined the walls around her, and a few displays had older jewelry that she couldn’t help but stop to admire for a few moments. She bid on a few pieces, though she couldn’t deny that she wouldn’t be too heartbroken if she didn’t get them. Though she also couldn’t deny she would be very excited and more than happy to take them if she did. But they weren’t her ultimate goal, in the long run, and as she strolled past various tables, she began to lose track of where she was and who was around her. She was too focused on the items around her, not paying near enough attention to the people that surrounded her until it was too late and she smacked into a man, obviously larger than her. Philomena stepped back, catching herself on a nearby table. “Fuck, I’m so sorry,” she muttered, shaking her head before moving to straighten the few things that she’d bumped.
Going Once, Going Twice....(Ashley and Luna/ Tyler and Philomena)
December 01, 2015, 04:42:am
Tyler's mind was else where and he wasn't even paying attention to anything much anymore. He was spaced out like no other, thinking of his daughter and thinking of Dessie. He missed them way too much and it normally got him angry with himself for leaving. He had gotten in fights with himself and with other people just so he could try and get rid of the pain he felt. He had been in love and he had messed it up. He now thought he was meant to be alone, even though, yes, he had many partners on his drunken nights, but he always ditched them before dawn broke around. He never called nor spoken to them ever again. He also used protection with them, not knowing a thing about them other than meeting them in a bar and just taking off. He pushed those thoughts aside and shook his head a little snapping back into reality. A hand was on his shoulder and he turned to see it was his father and he laughed, "Oh hey there, you here to find some good stuff I hope. Sorry I was out of it." He said to his father and right after that, he felt someone bump into him and he nearly knocked his father down with him. He turned to see what had just happened and it was a female and his eyebrows shot up. His dad laughed and shook his head patting his sons shoulder and telling him he was just going to go look around to leave him to this mess. He just nodded and kept his eyes on the female, "Oh, don't worry about it. You are just like me and everyone else. Getting drawn into this world of antiques. No apologies needed." His voice was deep and he smiled shaking his head and his head fell to the side. She was a pretty woman, but he wasn't going to hit on her like a lot of men probably did, plus he wasn't really ready for that. He was closed up from that part of the world, even dating. Maybe a drink or coffee, but that was as far as anything would go. He held out his hand and his hair went around his hazel eyes and he smiled his genuine smile, "My name is Tyler, nice to bump into ya," he said with a laugh and ran his free hand over his head to remove his hair from his face. Tyler was used to meeting interesting people at auctions and tried to befriend some of them to have someone to walk with and talk with about a lot of the antiques even if it was just giving opinions to see what they seen in a lot of this. He clearned his throat and turned his head away for a moment and looked at a dragon sword that he felt drawn to. It had a real emerald gem on the handle and it was silver and gold. It was calling to him for some reason, but he wasn't going to be rude right now to the lady that had bumped into him. He turned his attention back on her.
Helping Those In Need (Ashley and Luna/ James and Zippora)
November 30, 2015, 07:12:pm
Name: James Miller
Weight: 220 (with muscle)
James can be a bit closed off from the world, knowing that his fiance ended up dying by unexplained things. He is a bit of a loner. He's a great listener and loves to help people who really need it. Sweet and caring for almost everyone. A little rebellious when he wants to be. When provoked he can be a major asshole and very cold. He's tough and does show emotion sometimes while dealing with things. He gives advice to those who need it. Helper. Great hearted. Friendly. A little bit shy too.
James grew up knowing he wanted to help others, seeing his mother being a teacher and how much of a joy she got out of that. Though, his father always used to give him advice about life and other things, so he decided to become the best of both worlds, combining the two things his parents taught him. He always had many friends when growing up, from ele school all the way up to graduating and going to college to become the man he was today. A counselor. Yeah, some people would laugh at him about it, but he didn't find it funny. He had helped many people not kill themselves. He has helped many move on from relationships and also get by in the school.
He ended up meeting his fiance' in one of his meetings he went to for the board of education and they hit it off, dated and decided they wanted to take the next step. James was a happy man, the happiest man that anyone could really get to know. Having a life, about to have a wife, until one night, he woke up to her cold body next to him and blood everywhere. It was still unexplained from what happened to her. He was in a dark place after that, drinking to try and forget her, move on. He continued to be a counselor, knowing that his patients usually got his mind off of his fiance. He had went to counseling himself after the death of his fiance. Counseling was his get away.
James sighed as he pulled into the college campus in the staff parking lot and put his car in park. He left it running. It was getting that type of year again for the heater to be blasting in his face, the many many cups of coffee and hot chocolate. He fixed his hair a little bit and grabbed his suitcase, then his coffee, shut off the car and got out. He stood there for a minute and closed his eyes to get used to the crisp air. He shivered a little and opened his eyes, shutting his door and locking his car. He drove an old car, a '67 impala, and it was black and yes it was like the one from the Supernatural show. He had always got shit for having that kind of car and people thought he could be gay and just going with a trend, but that wasn't the case. He had always loved his old cars. That was one of his prides he most enjoyed doing and taking time off for.
He licked his lips, took a sip from his cup and was well on his way to the doors of all the offices ranging from professors at the college, to some of the counselors like himself, to registration. He was wearing a light blue buttoned up shirt with a black formal jacket and a grey tie with black slacks. He smiled and nodded at some of the staff and walked on inside smiling and tapping on the front desk, "Good morning Jean, is there any messages for me this morning? By the way, I must say you are looking lovely today like always." He said laughing a little causing Jean to laugh as well and hand him some of his calls. He slid her a small cup of hot chocolate and nodded his head at her while walking to his office. He had a few people to see today, some of his regulars. Once inside his office, he placed his suitcase down and his coffee, taking off his jacket and hanging it up. He walked around and gathered up some paperwork just in case there was going to be any new people wanting to come to him today. He sat behind his desk and got on the phone to call in letting them know he was there. He had always done that. He sat back and started to look through some of the files that he had on some of his regulars to see if he needed to redo them, reevaluate them. He arched a brow and shrugged his shoulders. This was going to be a long day.
Helping Those In Need (Ashley and Luna/ James and Zippora)
November 30, 2015, 10:42:pm
College was a foreign animal to the pixie. She’d stayed out of it when she’d graduated high school, thinking that she didn’t need the schooling, that she would be just fine without it. But that had been proved wrong by the hard times she’d unfortunately fallen on after she’d graduated. She’d been moved out of the foster care program—she’d aged out—and had been forced to scramble. One of her foster siblings had joined the military, was now in the Marines and seemed more than happy with the life choice he’d made. She, however, had become a stripper more out of desperation. But she’d always loved to dance, and she had never seen an issue with eroticisim. She enjoyed it to no end, was more than happy to take the position of an exotic dancer. It paid well enough and, as she’d never had any issues with drugs or anything else that could jeopardize her life, she’d never seen any reason to waste money on those things. She was perfectly content to spend it on the things she needed and a few extra things that she wanted, when they presented themselves.It was Alexander that had created the hole in her life. Him and his wife, captivating her heart though neither realized it before carelessly tossing her aside as though she was nothing. But she was too used to being made to feel like nothing. People had been doing it to her for years, leaving her alone and without a single person to run to. It was their hurting her that had driven her to go back to school. She was tired of being owned, tired of feeling like she was worthless, and she was more than desperate to change that.As she slipped from her car, the older thing that had been a gift on her 17th birthday, her black heeled boots clicked on the chilled pavements. She wore skinny jeans, Levis that hugged her round butt and accentuated her full hips. A black pea coat hung over her delicate form, showing off a lovely black blouse beneath that which showed off the slightest bit of cleavage. Black gloves covered her hands and a silver, grey, black, and white scarf was wrapped around her slender neck. She reached back into the car, grabbing her purse and slinging it over her shoulder before grabbing her coffee cup. She took a delicate sip from it, a soft shiver running down her spine. All she needed was to get through her classes, then go to her counseling appointment at the end of the day. She always went at the end of the day, though today she was meeting someone new. But she didn’t mind newness. She could accept that for now, and she was sure once she adjusted to him she would be perfectly fine. If this counselor even remembered that she was going to be there today. It wasn’t unusual for the little Bostonian to be forgotten.Her classes moved quickly, and soon she was strolling from her final one, the cold air having remained throughout the entirety of the day. It had rained on and off the entire day, which had frustrated her, but she was willing to overlook it for the sake of trying to remain positive no matter what. Now she was strolling across the campus towards the counseling offices, blonde locks billowing lightly around her face with the chilled breeze. She shivered again as she pulled open the door, moving quietly inside the warm room with a soft sigh. A woman sat at the desk, Jean. She’d seen her a few times, had a few brief conversations with her, but not enough to make her feel any less awkward each time she stepped into the office. But still, the secretary smiled at her, and Zippora waved softly before moving to the desk, filling out a form that she’d already had to do with her last counselor. Precaution, she supposed, and she very quietly scrawled in slightly messy handwriting all her information for this new male. Then she slid the form to Jean, peeking up at her. “James Miller is in, right? I’m not just messing this up and showing up late?” she mumbled nervously, her brows furrowing slightly.
Helping Those In Need (Ashley and Luna/ James and Zippora)
December 01, 2015, 04:56:am
The day was long and he had so many new people coming in here from word getting around campus that he was a damn good counselor and he had to ask the new people how they heard about him and what brought them in today. Some of them did it because it would cut classes for him so he threw their paperwork away and gave them advice on not doing this just to skip classes and what would mainly happen if they failed any courses in college. Some of them were pissed but they took his advice. He didn't like people that would just use him to get out of things like that. That just showed bad character. He missed teaching. He used to be a teacher, but he enjoyed this a bit more than teaching to be honest. It kept his mind clear of all the past things he had went through. James went to lunch and drove off campus for a little while. He went to a waffle house and sat alone eating and going over some of the paperwork that he had just started on some of the patients. Some of them showed suicidal thoughts and he was going to make it his duty to keep those thoughts from them. Yes, he may be young but he knew what he was doing. He was the youngest counselor there and that came with some of the older ones that had been there longer than he did to look down on him and not like him for it. He didn't really care, he was just there to do his job. Some rumors were that he only took it for the money and didn't care about the patients, but that was utter bullshit. After he ate he paid the bill and packed up and headed back to campus and just started doing work on the computer once he was back in his office. He knew he had only one last patient to see and it was a new patient at that. He didn't know much about her and didn't read the file that was sent by the other counselors, but he was going to make his own file on her. He knew that all other people had their different opinions on a patient and he was going to see who this new patient was really like. He didn't like reading what others had said about their previous patients, some of it didn't seem to add up when he did his own investigation into their minds. That's why he tossed out a lot of files and restarted it. He may not be that old, but he had more common sense and was there to help and not just sit there and listen, and get bored. James sighed and leaned back in his chair after a few reports were done on the computer. Jean was still at the front desk and was straightening up things, knowing it was almost time for them to leave in the next hour or so. Jean looked up hearing someone coming in and smiled when she saw it was Philomena. She had seen her around a few times. She watched as the woman was doing the paper work and then nodded, "Yes, he's inside. He's been expecting you. Follow me." She said and grabbed the paper work and headed into the office and knocked once before opening the door and setting the file on the desk, "This is Ms. Philomena. She's your new patient." She spoke and then left the office after the woman was inside and she shut the door behind them. He sat up and grabbed the paper work and started to skim through it and looked up from it for a moment, "From your hand writing it seems like you are a bit nervous being here, is that correct?" Not the best way to start it off, but he had noticed this kind of thing before from others and it usually helped them get more comfortable with them when he tried to get to know them personally instead of acting like a counselor. He wanted to be their friend, but he never really seen his patients outside of his office unless they called him with an emergency, that was the only. He put the paper work down and stood up walking around his desk and leaned up against it, and leaned down a little and held out his hand to her, "I'm James Miller, it is very nice to meet you, Philomena. I promise to help you in the best ways I can and help you with some exercises as well to get through the troubles that you are facing. Don't know if anyone has told you about me, but I do go through the depths to help my patients." He spoke, his voice and tone were deep and he just gave a gentle smile just to show her that he wasn't there to judge her in any way, shape or form, that he wasn't going to be like any other person she probably had been to.
Name: Amanda Michelle Jones
Amanda sighed as she walked through the house in her pajamas. She was tired, she had been trying to apply for colleges that will work around her schedule of work, or the other way around. She ran a hand through her hair as she was walking around upstairs and heading to the bathroom. She was needing to take a hot relaxing bath. She had been up since seven this morning, her parents were out of town and she had this whole big house to herself. She cracked her neck and walked into the bathroom, letting down her long light and dark brown hair, her light blue eyes shining with the light coming from the fixture above. She wanted to throw a small get together for her and some of her close female friends but she knew her parents would have a cow, so she had to decide against it. She licked her lips and stripped down, walking over and running the bath for luke warm and added bubbles to the mix. She smiled and started to dance a little bit and walked to the door and left it cracked. She turned on the music and stepped into the tub. This was going to be a relaxing day. Maybe she would even go catch a movie or go to her job and just sit and have some coffee and mingle.
Though, as she shut the water off, her mind drifted to her step brother, Cassius. She bit her lip and closed her eyes leaning all the way back and keeping her head above the water. She was innocent when he and her had experienced things together, though yes, it was wrong because they were now technically brother and sister, but something came over them that night, and she couldn't say no to him. She opened her eyes and shook her head. She needed to stop thinking about that. She hadn't seen him in so long, and she told herself she wouldn't allow it to happen. In all honesty, she had a thing for Cassius, she was like his own personal slave. She would do anything for him and that was the bad thing, oh but it felt so good to her. She blushed at her thoughts and tried to shake em off. She needed to focus on other things today.
The Experience (Rp for Sy and Ashley)
November 29, 2015, 01:48:pm
She was just relaxing in the tub though she almost napped off for a few moments. It felt great to be in a hot bubble bath. He rotated her neck not even knowing there was anyone in there looking at her, though she had always felt like someone was watching her even from a distance, but that was just her being paranoid. She hadn't had any boyfriends or anyone for that matter since her brother left for college. She licked her lips and ran the rag over her arms and face, her eyes still closed. Though, she nearly jumped out of the water and let out a small squeal as she stood up in the tub, bubbles rushing all over her body and dripping wet, covering her body slightly when she heard her brothers voice. Her eyes came open and she just stood there, shocked, not able to say anything, and her jaw was dropped just slightly. Her cheeks flushed and she looked him over a few times and bit her lower lip. Some of her hair was sticking to her face, and then her eyes came back up to meet his, "When did you get here?" she asked in a very hushed voice. Oh, seeing him again for the first time in years, oh her body ached to feel his hands on her, but she had to push that thought away. She told herself she wouldn't give in. But oh, the sight of him made her a bit weak in the knees and how her heart fluttered about in her chest for him.
The Experience (Rp for Sy and Ashley)
November 29, 2015, 03:26:pm
Her reaction to his being there was beautiful. He watched her squeak and stand causing him to smirk as he watched the bubbles drip down her form. When she tried to cover herself from view he shook his head and moved towards her. "Don't cover yourself." He said his voice rather demanding in its tone. He had already seen her body and was quite acquainted with what she was trying to hide from him. Stopping before the tub he heard her ask him a question and he looked her in the eyes. "I just got here, imagine my surprise to be greeted by this lovely sight." He purred and brought his hand up pushing her wet hair from her face. "I do recall that the last time I saw you, you hadn't fully developed all the way." As he spoke his hand trailed down touching her skin gently. His fingertips brushing against her breasts, and he touched her nipple gently with a smirk. "No they weren't." He murmured to himself. He smirked looking her in the eyes. "Have you missed me?" He asked her.He already knew the answer to that. Of course she did, after their night together how could she have not? If she needed a reminder he would love to give her one. "Where is my proper greeting?" He asked her. All she had done was stand there staring at him. Not exactly polite but he supposed he couldn't really blame her. Leaning forward he whispered into her ear. "With mom and dad gone the house is ours, I have plans for you my little sister." His voice was hot against her skin. Oh yes he had very fun plans for them while he was home.
The Experience (Rp for Sy and Ashley)
November 29, 2015, 03:38:pm
She stood there knowing it had been quite sometime since Cassius had seen her body and she didn't know how to react to it. It was just a simple reaction that she had done with over the years of her parents always trying to check on her without knocking. She had gotten used to covering her body. She bit her lip and then removed her arms and hands from her body, her hands by her side as he told her not to hide herself. Her breasts were fully formed, her nipples were erect from the chill that was in the room. She sucked in a breath as he was walking closer to her, "I'm glad that this surprised you. I have filled out differently since the last time you have seen me, brother." As she spoke her words, she tilted her head down with her cheeks as flushed as they possibly could get. No one had seen her naked except for him. She wouldn't allow anyone the time of day to even try and hit on her. Once Cassius brought his hand up to remove the hair from her face, Amanda lifted her head up and looked into his eyes with her still so innocent blue ones. She sucked in another breath just because he was close to her. She listened to his words and just nodded, standing there, one leg cross across the other, her hands still by her side. Her body grew chills the moment he felt his hand trailing down her body and her head went back for just a moment, remembering and picturing that night. A very light exhale left her lips and she curled her toes in the water. His touch felt amazing and already had her body set with fire. He was her first, the experience they had, oh she wouldn't trade that for the world. He had rocked her whole world that night and nothing could possibly make her any happier. Her nipple grew more erect from his fingertips going across it and she turned her head down to look in his eyes with her eyes half lidded. It was to show him he still had that touch and it was him and him alone that could ever do this to her. Make her react the way she did. "Oh god yes I have missed you oh so very much," her voice was still a bit hushed as she slowly started to get out of the tub and stood right in front of him. She moved her hands up to his face, letting her fingertips trace over his jawline and then his lips. She smiled and leaned up and gave him a very deep kiss, showing him the greeting and letting out how much she had missed him through that moment. Her body trembled as she felt their lips together. She remembered his taste, his scent, she wanted to feel it all again, "I can't wait to see what you have in store for me, brother. Though..." she smirked looking up at him, about to play a little game, knowing it probably wouldn't be the best idea, "Can you please remind me how it felt when you really wanted me?" she said and batted her eyes.
The Experience (Rp for Sy and Ashley)
November 30, 2015, 03:55:pm
She did as he said and moved her hands down to her sides so he could really look at her. Yes she had filled out very nicely since he had last seen her. Her breasts were fully grown in and her body had been maintained. He smirked when she let her breath hitch from him simply stepping close and her reactions to his hand trailing down already had him getting hard. "How much have you missed me?" He asked her watching her closely. She moved from the tub easily and spoke making him smirk. "Yeah? Show me." He said and when she pressed her lips to his he groaned. He pulled her harder against him kissing back, forcing his tongue into her mouth. It had been way to long since he had been home, to long since he had been able to touch Amanda. Well he planned on making sure that was remedied as soon as he could possibly do so. Yet he wanted to make her work for his affections. That was his thing and she should remember that. She wanted him to touch her, take her? Then she was going to have to work for those things. Rewards if you will and when she batted her eyes at him and asked for his touch he smirked shaking his head. "Now now Amanda you know very well that it won't work if you just ask me." He said teasingly. Moving his hand up her back he tangled his hand in her wet hair pulling roughly. "You know what I like my lovely little sister." He whispered roughly. He moved his fingertip over her nipple once more before pinching and pulling it. "How many cocks have you sucked since mine? How many have you taken in that tight pussy of yours while I have been away?" He asked her. Of course he was sure the answer was none. Amanda was a loyal woman and to have gotten a taste of his cock she wouldn't have gone off and done anything with anyone else. He had fucked her well that night to ensure that. He wanted to hear her, he wanted her to beg for him. Forcing her to her knees he smirked. "How badly have you craved my cock?" He asked her and undid his pants taking himself out and stroking before her face. "Tell me Amanda, you want it?" He asked her and ran his tip over her cheek moaning lightly. "Rule one while we are alone you are to not wear panties. I am going to want to bed you over and take you as many times as I wish." He said running his tip over her lips. "Now beg me." He growled. His rules would be simple enough that she could follow and if she disobeyed then he would punish her. She was his little slave after all. She was his to do with as he pleased, and she would listen to him as a good slave should when her master was over.
The Experience (Rp for Sy and Ashley)
December 01, 2015, 04:11:am
No matter what he asked her, she would do it. She always done what he asked or even demanded her to do. She wasn't going to ask questions, she normally never did. The first time though, yes, she did because of how nervous and scared she was, but soon after that, she didn't because he showed her a night she would never forget. Yes, she was still that innocent girl that he had showed his world to and that wasn't going to change. She would always remain innocent. Innocent enough for him. No one else. No one would ever make her look at them the way she looked at her brother. Yes, she knew how wrong it was and how wrong it would look to others but she didn't really care. She was a bit rusty with things since she had been waiting so long for a moment like this again. He would have to remind her of the things he had taught her. It was evident that she was rusty at all of this. Amanda heard Cassius groan and that pleased her that she was already pleasing him from something so simple. A moan went into the kiss when he pulled her hard against him and she was nearly putty in his hands feeling his tongue being forced into her mouth and she played with his tongue, twirling her around his slowly and then moving their tongues together, hers was of need and greed. He had been gone so long and she didn't want to let him go just yet. Feeling his touch was like eating the forbidden fruit. She knew this wasn't going to be easy and knew that her work was cut out for her to please him in all the ways and make him give her the attention. She had to admit to herself, it caused her to feel jealousy when he went off to college knowing he probably had many sex partners that had his attention, knowing he probably forgot about her for a few moments while with the others. "Cassius, do you not know how long it's been since I have been face to face with you? Are you serious right now with me? I am rusty. The only thing I could ever come close to you was a damn shirt you left me which made me whimper and want you here more and more. You have to remind of some things. I'm not going to remember all of it." And there it was, she was talking back to him when she knew better than that, but hell she had been wanting to say that since he had walked into the damn bathroom and she looked at him. Yes, she was a bit scared of the punishment she would get for this, not wanting to displease her brother, because that would only make her feel worse about herself, but sometimes the punishments were actually worth getting in trouble for, but she wasn't going to let him know that, but it would show eventually. But one thing was in order though, he did have to give her time and refreshen her memory on a lot of it. Amanda's breath hitched again and her heart was beating very fast as he pulled her hair roughly, her head went back and her eyes stayed on his. She bit her lower lip and nodded the best she could. She knew what he did love and like, that was evident, but things could have changed since he had been away. He could have gotten a new fascination. The next questions that came out of his mouth caused her to blush, "None...I have had none....You're the only one and will always be the only one, Cassius," she spoke breathlessly to him, "Must admit though, I invested in a toy, but it never satisfies me, not the way I am desparately needing it to," she added on and tugged her lower lip into her mouth. She didn't know how he was going to take the news of her having a toy to subsitute over him for the time being of him being away. As she was forced on her knees, she sat like he had taught her how to sit. Sitting on her feet, her hands palm down on her legs and looked up at him, her hair a little in her face making her look even that much more innocent with her lips parted slightly and an exhale came out. Her eyes went down when he asked his question and seeing he was undoing his pants. She bit her lip seeing his cock after all this time apart. It still was perfect. It looked yummy, she wanted it. She remembered how it felt inside of her, on her, in her mouth. She drooled a little bit but licked it up from her mouth, "Mmm, Cassius, I've been craving you inside of me, on me, being rough with me." She whimpered out as she kept her eyes on his cock and whimpered even more feeling the tip of it against her cheek and then against her lips and she moaned slightly, "Oh Cassius, I want it," she begged and wrapped her hands around his legs and looked up at him with a pouty face, her eyes as puppy dog eyes, "I really want it, but..." she stood up and looked at him and narrowed her eyes, "Not right now," she was going to refuse him for awhile, to see what he was going to do.Amanda started to walk towards the bathroom door, "You had more women Cassius, I know you probably forgot about your little fuck toy that's right in front of you. You had better and always will. I will always just be another piece of ass to you, and I'm not even the priority. I won't ever be the only one," she blurted out and her lips trembled and eyes filled with tears, and she bit them back and opened the door. It showed she was very jealous even in her voice she was jealous it was evident. Some men loved seeing that in their women, but she knew that Cassius really hated being refused. She learnt that one night, but it turned into something more intense and erotic and that just turned her on more. She walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to her room and slammed her door and went to sit on her bed, knowing he wasn't far behind her.
But with limited net right now at my new place, it's hard to get the ball rolling. Specially with my depression rearing it's ugly head. And also people I normally roleplay with are either busy, forget, pick favorites, lose interest, consumed by their obsessions, lists go on..
I miss rping Katsu, Dove, Jewel.. Hell. I miss everything in general so fucking bad. Ugh. I need my spark so badly. I miss this therapy so much.