I should know that you're no good for me [complete, closed]
Who: Optimus Prime androllout and Blackarachnia blk_arachnia
Where: Optimus's apartment in the MAC
When: Thursday (4-2-09), around 11 pm
Summary: Blackirack shows up in Optimus's apartment while he's in the moving out process, in her panties. One thing leads to another and... well, humanity often has different ideas about what should happen when a mostly-naked woman is in one's room than Optimus Prime usually does.
Warnings: this log is DEFINITELY rated R for sexy tiem happenings. Big kids only, sorry.
Format: Quicklog over AIM
OP: [walks into apartment, muttering something about a couch]
BA: *is laying on his bed in her panties and a cut off tanktop, waiting for him*
OP: [running water in sink as prime gets a drink, and then footsteps in hallway, heading for the bedroom. There's a box of stuff in ther ehe needs to take across town. Lights on, grabs box, and then sees BA and nearly chokes]
BA: *grins up at him and giggles as she sits up, crossing her legs* Hello~
OP: [stares while he tries to figure out 1. what in the name of the AllSpark is going on, 2. why BA is in his room, half naked, and 3. why he can't stop staring at her. Finally sighs and closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose] Blackarachnia, why are you in my room.
BA: *stands up and makes her way over to him, hips swaying as she does, she stops at his side, placing a hand on his shoulder* Not even a hello in return, how rude?
OP: [not opening his eyes, not opening his eyes...] Hello. It's also rude not to answer someone's question.
BA: *presses herself against him a bit* Well the door was unlocked so I thought I'd just let myself in.
OP: [CLEARS THROAT] That's also considered rude.
BA: *hand runs from his shoulder to his chest, drawing small circles there* I'm sorry, can you forgive me for being so rude?
OP: [swallows hard. Woman, you are a vile temptress. ... one Optimus has the hots for] I suppose... but why are you here? [a pause] And why aren't you wearing any clothing.
BA: *continues to trace circles on his chest while her other hand slips into his back pocket* I just felt like a visit. As for my clothes I am wearing clothes...well, what I normally wear when I'm not out.
OP: [stop those thoughts right there, Optimus Prime] I see.[totally biting his lip because okay, that feels really good]
BA: *moves her hand from his chest, trailing her fingers along as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him* What's wrong Optimus? *trying so hard to look a little concerned*
OP: I just have the feeling that you're about to poison me. [totally failing at ignoring that the weird feeling he got when he was with elita is back]
BA: *she lets out a short chuckle* If I wanted to do that I could have already. *of course she says that with her face nearly against his neck*
OP: [oh man he's so tense right now because he still doesn't quite understand how human sexual behavior works, or that his body is basically telling him that sex is good thing] Then why are you here?
BA: *lips against his neck just for a moment before she pulls away from him, crossing her arms* I just wanted to visit, I said that already.
OP: Oh. [finally opens one eye] That's... a little unexpected. Sorry if I came across as rude
BA: Hnn, I suppose you're busy anyway. I think I'll be leaving. *heading for the door but you know she's ttly shaking that aft of hers*
OP: Er, not TOO busy, if you want to visit.
OP: I mean, I've got all day tomorrow.
BA: Ooooh, really~? *stops and turns to look at him, grinning slightly*
OP: [is unsure if want?] Well, I did get tomorrow off for moving...?
BA: Alright then. *she makes her way back to his bed and plops down, crossing her legs. now this is where shes stumped because really she just came to bug him*
OP: Soooo... how's the new job going?
BA: Pretty good. What about you?
OP: Good! [sits down on the bed] It's been tough getting everything in place and getting all the paperwork [frown] in place, but I think we're off to the right start.
BA: *moves closer to him on the bed* Ugh, paperwork.
OP: [shakes head] It never ends. Really, i'd be surprised if a job that didn't involve paper work existed.
BA: I'm beginning to think it doesn't. *shifting closer, pressed against him now*
OP: [oh crap. really? She's making it very difficult for him to keep his body in check] I take it yours has a lot of that stuff too?
BA: Office jobs require it for just about everything. *turns so she can face him, runs a finger down his arm*
OP: [turns to face her, slightly] Better than tech support, though, right?
BA: Ugh, don't even get me started on tech support. *eyes glow a bit brighter*
OP: Well, it's behind you now, so I won't.
BA: Yeah. Never again will I do slag like that again. *places a leg over his, now tracing designs along his arm*
OP: [wondering why she's doing all this touchy-touchy, figures its best to just let her] What exactly DO you do now?
BA: Actually...I kind of have two jobs at the moment. One being that office job the other working for Edna Mode.
OP: ... isn't she that fashion designer?
BA: Yes. It's a really interesting job.
OP: [thinks about this] That sounds like something you'd enjoy.
BA: Why do you say that?
OP: Just thought that design might appeal to you. Not sure why.
BA: Except I don't understand human fashion at all. I'm learning but seriously it makes little sense to me.
OP: I'm sure you'll do fine. [smile]
BA: *there's a sincere smile in response to that*
OP: [has somehow worked over so that he was kind of laying down and facing her, propped on one elbow] I take it you don't plan on sticking around here, after the explosions.
BA: *decides to lay down as well* Yeah, I've been looking for a place but have had little luck.
OP: Rent problems?
BA: Ah...something like that. Heh and apparently no one wants a Decepticon for a roommate, not even other Decepticons.
OP: Oh. That's too bad...
BA: *a shrug before she wiggles closer to him* So...you never did tell me if I said anything weird when I was drunk the other night.
OP: Not really. You were mostly just confused because you accidentally came into my apartment instead of your own.
BA: Mmn...good.
OP: You ARE staying away from alcohol, or at least trying to pace yourself, right?
BA: When I'm alone I am.
OP: Ah.
BA: Or course if Thundercracker is around...that's a different story.
OP: He's a little different from the other 'Cons, isn't he?
BA: He is. It's really strange.
OP: Huh.
BA: *is now pressed up against him*
OP: [his arm has nowhere to go but around her :\] What do you do in your down time?
BA: *just as planned* Read mostly.
OP: What do you read?
BA: Whatever I can get my hands on...mostly a lot of biology and medical books though. Sometimes some history books if I find something interesting.
OP: [big smile at that] History is pretty interesting.
BA: Yeah, some of it is kind of boring though. *once again tracing circles on his chest*
OP: Well, true, but on a planet where there are so many diverse races and cultures, there's plenty to find that's interesting.
BA: Mmn, true. *preeeeeessing against him*
OP: [fff woman don't do thaaaaat]
BA: *too bad, doing it, and that would be her leg wrapping getting draped over his*
OP: [he... might be turning a little red] You know, I'm curious. How DO you put up with Starscream?
BA: *concealing a grin as she notices* I tune out about half of what he says.
OP: ... huh.
BA: It's how I dealt with the other one, Blitzwing and Lugnut as well. Actually I tuned out about ninety percent of what Lugnut said. *rubs her leg along his*
OP: Well, ninety percent of what Lugnut says is praise for Megatron, so I don't blame you there.
BA: So very true.
OP: [has to wiggle about because this is awkward, which inadvertently puts him closer to BA]
BA: *she chuckles softly* Something wrong?
OP: My arm is falling alseep.
BA: Huh? Oh... *sighs and pushes herself up*
OP: No, I meant the other one.
BA: Then perhaps you should sit up?
OP: *[does, leands against backboard]
BA: *grins slightly as she crawls into his lap, straddling him*
OP: Whoa. Uh... what are you doing?
BA: Getting comfortable? *wiggles a bit, ttly on purpose*
OP: [hrnk] Not exactly.
BA: I am. *wiggles a bit more before she stops and presses against him*
OP: [whoa she is really close and... oh man that weird feeling in his groin again] Um, good?
BA: *presses her lips to his neck again*
OP: [tenses up, positive she's going to bite him]
BA: *oh no, she'd rather get him when he least expects it so she licks along his neck before pulling back, making a bit of a face* Why...do you taste like blueberries?**
OP: ... I taste like blueberries?!
BA: Yeah... *leans in and licks again*
OP: [ooookay that feels good. sharp inhale of breath, and since she's on top of him, just kinda.. maneuvers his arms to her waist]
BA: *notes his reaction and moves up to his ear, nibbling it lightly* Does it feel good? *whispering into his ear*
OP: [awkward noise that is a cross between a groan of pleasure and a groan of exasperation says yes]
BA: *chuckles and nibbles a bit more before she pulls back*
OP: ... do I really taste like blueberries?
BA: Yes. *snickering*
OP: [:/]
BA: *that just makes her flat out laugh*
OP: Well, come on, it's kind of weird. To my knowledge humans aren't supposed to taste like fruit.
BA: Look on the bright side, you could taste like something gross.
OP: ... True.
OP: [is wondering what she tastes like, and does not have the stupidity to ask]
BA: *maybe he should lick her and find out...wouldnt be the first time she's been licked, although it would be the first time for it to happen while she was sober*
OP: [kinda pulls her down towards him]
BA: *eyes go a little wide but she doesn't fight back*
OP: [ffff is really not sure if he wants to go this direction aaargh his brain says no his crotch says YEAH OPTIMUS FINALLY fffff goes for holding her close, face in her hair]
BA: *kind of relaxes agianst him, eyes dropping half closed*
OP: [isn't aware that one hand has moved to her butt, but he sure does like the way her hair smells]
BA: *if it were anyone other than him she would have poisoned him for that, but she doesnt. instead she makes a soft noise*
OP: What? [muttered really quietly]
BA: Nothing. *wiggles against him a bit*
OP: [augh wiggling. That really is not helping the situation]
BA: *she stops and sits still, sighing softly, perhaps getting a little too comfortable*
OP: [slooowly because hey, he's curious, his mouth goes to her neck, and he leaves a very soft kiss there. Hell, he's been really gentle this entire time]
BA: *she inhales sharply and tilts her head to the side*
OP: [stops?]
BA: *it felt good just unexpected* ...Hmm?
OP: No?
BA: No what? *kind of pouty frown on her face as she looks at him*
OP: ... never mind. [pulls her back down]
BA: *relaxes against him again*
OP: [goes back to the neck, still being very gentle]
OP: [is also kind of wondering WHY he is doing this]
BA: *tilts her head again so he can get at her neck easier. she kind of wonders that too but it feels good so she doesn't really care*
OP: [one hand moves up her back, under her shirt a little, and he keeps gently kissing her there]
BA: *she lets out a soft noise and wiggles again*
OP: [whoa, okay, THAT"S never happened before down south. too bad Optimus doesn't know exactly what getting hard entails. Well, now he does]
BA: *wiggling a bit more, she feels hot all over*
OP: [those kisses are becoming somewhat less gentle, and he's pulling her even closer]
BA: *she gasps softly, rather enjoying him being a little rougher about the kisses.* Mmnn...
OP: [makes a similar noise, his hand moving down her thigh a little. Is kinda wondering if she's gonna reciprocate, decides he doesn't really care]
BA: *her own lips go back to his neck, kissing at like she had before while her hands travel down his sides to the bottom of his shirt*
OP: [really rough kissing now, and yeah, she tastes like something, but he isn't sure what. That hand that was sliding up her shirt is up it all the way now, though]
BA: *she moans softly against his neck, resisting the sudden urge to bit him. she tugs at the bottom of his shirt*
OP: [oh, hey, she wants that shirt off? Okay. Sits up a bit, keeping her pressed against him, but gives her room to take it off]
BA: *with the shirt out of the way her fingers trail over his chest*
OP: [hey that kinda tickles]
BA: *she continues to run her hands over his chest, slowly moving them downward*
OP: [hands keep going up along her back, and those kisses are going more towards her jaw line]
BA: *she tilts her head so that her lips catch his, at the same time her hands change direction, making their way back up to go around his neck, on hand running through his hair*
OP: [well, that's a nice direction to go. he'll definitely reciprocate on that kiss, sitting up a little to do so better]
BA: *the kiss is nice, it almost seems to send a shock through her, causing her to feel hotter than before*
OP: [do try not to move around too much, BA. Your leg is incredibly close to his crotch, which is much much much more sensitive right now. Also, this shirtlessness is unfair. It's halfway off anyway]
BA: *any movement can't be helped. and unfair? she's only wearing two articles of clothing. she breaks the kiss for a moment to catch her breath*
OP: [catches breath as well, kinda... staring at her in awe]
BA: *staring back at him, blushing rather darkly, she unsure if she should let this continue or poison him and leave*
OP: [option number 1 pretty please? Don't cockblock him, he's already kind of hoping something will happen to make the unfamiliar tightness in his pants go away]
BA: *she continues to mull over it for a moment before she leans in and presses her lips to his again, this time a bit rougher, displaying her own want*
OP: [slag yeah. Optimus ain't saying no]
BA: *she deepens the kiss as she presses herself against him, nails drag lightly over his scalp*
OP: [gasps a little, figuring he should have known. He repositions his hands again, this time on her butt. Also responds to those harshes kisses in kind.]
BA: *her nails drag down his neck, across his back a bit as she continues the kiss, rubbing herself slowly against him*
OP: ]he gives a quiet moan at the rubbing, shifting up slightly so that she's a bit closer to his hips]
BA: *she grins against his lips as she grinds slowly down against him, a soft moan of her own catching in the back of her throat*
OP: [he jerks involuntarily as she does that. Instinct is damn close to taking over here, because even though he has a vauge recollection of sex = baby and the process being kinda gross, right now he's very interested in it.]
BA: *she's gotten to the point where she can't resist what her body wants anymore, lips breaking away from his as she lets out a soft hiss, hips grinding a bit more against his*
OP: [he'd hiss himself if he was so inclined - right now he's more concerned with the fact that there seems to be some pants in the way]
BA: *she slips off of him so he can deal with pants at the same time she pulls off her shirt that wasnt covering much of her body anyway*
OP: [fumbles with the button and zipper on his jeans, eyes practically riveted to her breasts. He actually hasn't seen any up close before, so it's half desire, half curiosity]
BA: *notices this and grins at him*
OP: [kinda grins back at her, and yes, gets those pants off. They are promptly kicked to the side]
BA: *she doesnt move from where she's sitting, wanting him to come to her, or pull her to him she doesn't really care which, either way she's feeling oddly playful*
OP: [Well, she asked for it. He smirks a little, and then acts like he's going to pull her down... before pulling really hard and flipping her so he's on top]
BA: *red eyes go wide and she lets out a surprised squeak before giggling*
OP: [NOW he's going to go back to kissing her.]
BA: *she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him in return*
OP: [he's using one hand to keep himself from just flopping on top of her, but the other one is going to find out what her boobs feel like]
BA: *she lets out a soft noise as he feels her up, partially surprised by it but at the same time it feels good*
OP: [slowly lowers himself down, his fondling becoming rougher as well. He IS taking care not to hurt her, however]
BA: *she presses her chest upward, breaking from his lips enough to moan softly*
OP: [aaaand now Optimus kind of doesn't know what to do next. Well, he DOES but he isn't sure how to do this without hurting her or himself. That and okay now that he has stopped to think about it whoooaaa awkward]
BA: *Blackarachnia's eyes open slightly, wondering why he stopped. she's still incrediably hot and her body wants him to do more but her mind is was if resurfacing from the bottom of a lake and is screaming at her to paralyze him and shove him the slag off*
OP: [he's unsure if he should just go with his gut and have sex - oh man, thinking about it out loud just kind of kills the moment, doesn't it - or if he should get up. Hmm. he's gonna settle for laying down kind of next to her/on top of her, going back for the kissing - hey, familiar territory- while caressing her thigh]
BA: *her brain is still telling her to poison him but the kissing is nice and - wait all this...oh curse her brain, this is admitting she's just another organic on this blasted planet. she's not ready to just give up on trying to get back to an inorganic shell, she's not ready to start thinking of herself as just another blasted human. she returns the kisses but slowly makes her way toward his neck, she hesitates for a moment before sinking her fangs in, pumping just enough poison into Optimus to keep him down for half a megacycle at most before she slips away from him* Sorry, but this can't happen. *he should be able to move for a cycle or two before the poison sets in*
OP: Ow! [glares at her, pissed at both her for biting him and himself for faling for it AGAIN. Really, Prime, this was embarrassing] At least give me my pants back before you leave. [And now Optimus gets to learn about cockblock. And he can't even DO anything about it because he's paralyzed. THanks, Blackarachnia]
BA: *she sighs, sincerely looking sorry for this as she tosses his pants to him, after which she grabs up her shirt and puts it back on before fleeing to her room. the whole time she curses at herself for doing what she had, how stupid of her, getting close to him will only lead to bad things*
OP: [is thinking pretty much the same thing - seeing as he isn't going ANYWHERE for about an hour. he'll wait for the venom to wear off, so he can redress himself and lock his door, but he's feeling pretty tired by now. Optimus is sure of one thing, though: he isn't falling for that trick a fourth time.]
Where: Optimus's apartment in the MAC
When: Thursday (4-2-09), around 11 pm
Summary: Blackirack shows up in Optimus's apartment while he's in the moving out process, in her panties. One thing leads to another and... well, humanity often has different ideas about what should happen when a mostly-naked woman is in one's room than Optimus Prime usually does.
Warnings: this log is DEFINITELY rated R for sexy tiem happenings. Big kids only, sorry.
Format: Quicklog over AIM
OP: [walks into apartment, muttering something about a couch]
BA: *is laying on his bed in her panties and a cut off tanktop, waiting for him*
OP: [running water in sink as prime gets a drink, and then footsteps in hallway, heading for the bedroom. There's a box of stuff in ther ehe needs to take across town. Lights on, grabs box, and then sees BA and nearly chokes]
BA: *grins up at him and giggles as she sits up, crossing her legs* Hello~
OP: [stares while he tries to figure out 1. what in the name of the AllSpark is going on, 2. why BA is in his room, half naked, and 3. why he can't stop staring at her. Finally sighs and closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose] Blackarachnia, why are you in my room.
BA: *stands up and makes her way over to him, hips swaying as she does, she stops at his side, placing a hand on his shoulder* Not even a hello in return, how rude?
OP: [not opening his eyes, not opening his eyes...] Hello. It's also rude not to answer someone's question.
BA: *presses herself against him a bit* Well the door was unlocked so I thought I'd just let myself in.
OP: [CLEARS THROAT] That's also considered rude.
BA: *hand runs from his shoulder to his chest, drawing small circles there* I'm sorry, can you forgive me for being so rude?
OP: [swallows hard. Woman, you are a vile temptress. ... one Optimus has the hots for] I suppose... but why are you here? [a pause] And why aren't you wearing any clothing.
BA: *continues to trace circles on his chest while her other hand slips into his back pocket* I just felt like a visit. As for my clothes I am wearing clothes...well, what I normally wear when I'm not out.
OP: [stop those thoughts right there, Optimus Prime] I see.[totally biting his lip because okay, that feels really good]
BA: *moves her hand from his chest, trailing her fingers along as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him* What's wrong Optimus? *trying so hard to look a little concerned*
OP: I just have the feeling that you're about to poison me. [totally failing at ignoring that the weird feeling he got when he was with elita is back]
BA: *she lets out a short chuckle* If I wanted to do that I could have already. *of course she says that with her face nearly against his neck*
OP: [oh man he's so tense right now because he still doesn't quite understand how human sexual behavior works, or that his body is basically telling him that sex is good thing] Then why are you here?
BA: *lips against his neck just for a moment before she pulls away from him, crossing her arms* I just wanted to visit, I said that already.
OP: Oh. [finally opens one eye] That's... a little unexpected. Sorry if I came across as rude
BA: Hnn, I suppose you're busy anyway. I think I'll be leaving. *heading for the door but you know she's ttly shaking that aft of hers*
OP: Er, not TOO busy, if you want to visit.
OP: I mean, I've got all day tomorrow.
BA: Ooooh, really~? *stops and turns to look at him, grinning slightly*
OP: [is unsure if want?] Well, I did get tomorrow off for moving...?
BA: Alright then. *she makes her way back to his bed and plops down, crossing her legs. now this is where shes stumped because really she just came to bug him*
OP: Soooo... how's the new job going?
BA: Pretty good. What about you?
OP: Good! [sits down on the bed] It's been tough getting everything in place and getting all the paperwork [frown] in place, but I think we're off to the right start.
BA: *moves closer to him on the bed* Ugh, paperwork.
OP: [shakes head] It never ends. Really, i'd be surprised if a job that didn't involve paper work existed.
BA: I'm beginning to think it doesn't. *shifting closer, pressed against him now*
OP: [oh crap. really? She's making it very difficult for him to keep his body in check] I take it yours has a lot of that stuff too?
BA: Office jobs require it for just about everything. *turns so she can face him, runs a finger down his arm*
OP: [turns to face her, slightly] Better than tech support, though, right?
BA: Ugh, don't even get me started on tech support. *eyes glow a bit brighter*
OP: Well, it's behind you now, so I won't.
BA: Yeah. Never again will I do slag like that again. *places a leg over his, now tracing designs along his arm*
OP: [wondering why she's doing all this touchy-touchy, figures its best to just let her] What exactly DO you do now?
BA: Actually...I kind of have two jobs at the moment. One being that office job the other working for Edna Mode.
OP: ... isn't she that fashion designer?
BA: Yes. It's a really interesting job.
OP: [thinks about this] That sounds like something you'd enjoy.
BA: Why do you say that?
OP: Just thought that design might appeal to you. Not sure why.
BA: Except I don't understand human fashion at all. I'm learning but seriously it makes little sense to me.
OP: I'm sure you'll do fine. [smile]
BA: *there's a sincere smile in response to that*
OP: [has somehow worked over so that he was kind of laying down and facing her, propped on one elbow] I take it you don't plan on sticking around here, after the explosions.
BA: *decides to lay down as well* Yeah, I've been looking for a place but have had little luck.
OP: Rent problems?
BA: Ah...something like that. Heh and apparently no one wants a Decepticon for a roommate, not even other Decepticons.
OP: Oh. That's too bad...
BA: *a shrug before she wiggles closer to him* So...you never did tell me if I said anything weird when I was drunk the other night.
OP: Not really. You were mostly just confused because you accidentally came into my apartment instead of your own.
BA: Mmn...good.
OP: You ARE staying away from alcohol, or at least trying to pace yourself, right?
BA: When I'm alone I am.
OP: Ah.
BA: Or course if Thundercracker is around...that's a different story.
OP: He's a little different from the other 'Cons, isn't he?
BA: He is. It's really strange.
OP: Huh.
BA: *is now pressed up against him*
OP: [his arm has nowhere to go but around her :\] What do you do in your down time?
BA: *just as planned* Read mostly.
OP: What do you read?
BA: Whatever I can get my hands on...mostly a lot of biology and medical books though. Sometimes some history books if I find something interesting.
OP: [big smile at that] History is pretty interesting.
BA: Yeah, some of it is kind of boring though. *once again tracing circles on his chest*
OP: Well, true, but on a planet where there are so many diverse races and cultures, there's plenty to find that's interesting.
BA: Mmn, true. *preeeeeessing against him*
OP: [fff woman don't do thaaaaat]
BA: *too bad, doing it, and that would be her leg wrapping getting draped over his*
OP: [he... might be turning a little red] You know, I'm curious. How DO you put up with Starscream?
BA: *concealing a grin as she notices* I tune out about half of what he says.
OP: ... huh.
BA: It's how I dealt with the other one, Blitzwing and Lugnut as well. Actually I tuned out about ninety percent of what Lugnut said. *rubs her leg along his*
OP: Well, ninety percent of what Lugnut says is praise for Megatron, so I don't blame you there.
BA: So very true.
OP: [has to wiggle about because this is awkward, which inadvertently puts him closer to BA]
BA: *she chuckles softly* Something wrong?
OP: My arm is falling alseep.
BA: Huh? Oh... *sighs and pushes herself up*
OP: No, I meant the other one.
BA: Then perhaps you should sit up?
OP: *[does, leands against backboard]
BA: *grins slightly as she crawls into his lap, straddling him*
OP: Whoa. Uh... what are you doing?
BA: Getting comfortable? *wiggles a bit, ttly on purpose*
OP: [hrnk] Not exactly.
BA: I am. *wiggles a bit more before she stops and presses against him*
OP: [whoa she is really close and... oh man that weird feeling in his groin again] Um, good?
BA: *presses her lips to his neck again*
OP: [tenses up, positive she's going to bite him]
BA: *oh no, she'd rather get him when he least expects it so she licks along his neck before pulling back, making a bit of a face* Why...do you taste like blueberries?**
OP: ... I taste like blueberries?!
BA: Yeah... *leans in and licks again*
OP: [ooookay that feels good. sharp inhale of breath, and since she's on top of him, just kinda.. maneuvers his arms to her waist]
BA: *notes his reaction and moves up to his ear, nibbling it lightly* Does it feel good? *whispering into his ear*
OP: [awkward noise that is a cross between a groan of pleasure and a groan of exasperation says yes]
BA: *chuckles and nibbles a bit more before she pulls back*
OP: ... do I really taste like blueberries?
BA: Yes. *snickering*
OP: [:/]
BA: *that just makes her flat out laugh*
OP: Well, come on, it's kind of weird. To my knowledge humans aren't supposed to taste like fruit.
BA: Look on the bright side, you could taste like something gross.
OP: ... True.
OP: [is wondering what she tastes like, and does not have the stupidity to ask]
BA: *maybe he should lick her and find out...wouldnt be the first time she's been licked, although it would be the first time for it to happen while she was sober*
OP: [kinda pulls her down towards him]
BA: *eyes go a little wide but she doesn't fight back*
OP: [ffff is really not sure if he wants to go this direction aaargh his brain says no his crotch says YEAH OPTIMUS FINALLY fffff goes for holding her close, face in her hair]
BA: *kind of relaxes agianst him, eyes dropping half closed*
OP: [isn't aware that one hand has moved to her butt, but he sure does like the way her hair smells]
BA: *if it were anyone other than him she would have poisoned him for that, but she doesnt. instead she makes a soft noise*
OP: What? [muttered really quietly]
BA: Nothing. *wiggles against him a bit*
OP: [augh wiggling. That really is not helping the situation]
BA: *she stops and sits still, sighing softly, perhaps getting a little too comfortable*
OP: [slooowly because hey, he's curious, his mouth goes to her neck, and he leaves a very soft kiss there. Hell, he's been really gentle this entire time]
BA: *she inhales sharply and tilts her head to the side*
OP: [stops?]
BA: *it felt good just unexpected* ...Hmm?
OP: No?
BA: No what? *kind of pouty frown on her face as she looks at him*
OP: ... never mind. [pulls her back down]
BA: *relaxes against him again*
OP: [goes back to the neck, still being very gentle]
OP: [is also kind of wondering WHY he is doing this]
BA: *tilts her head again so he can get at her neck easier. she kind of wonders that too but it feels good so she doesn't really care*
OP: [one hand moves up her back, under her shirt a little, and he keeps gently kissing her there]
BA: *she lets out a soft noise and wiggles again*
OP: [whoa, okay, THAT"S never happened before down south. too bad Optimus doesn't know exactly what getting hard entails. Well, now he does]
BA: *wiggling a bit more, she feels hot all over*
OP: [those kisses are becoming somewhat less gentle, and he's pulling her even closer]
BA: *she gasps softly, rather enjoying him being a little rougher about the kisses.* Mmnn...
OP: [makes a similar noise, his hand moving down her thigh a little. Is kinda wondering if she's gonna reciprocate, decides he doesn't really care]
BA: *her own lips go back to his neck, kissing at like she had before while her hands travel down his sides to the bottom of his shirt*
OP: [really rough kissing now, and yeah, she tastes like something, but he isn't sure what. That hand that was sliding up her shirt is up it all the way now, though]
BA: *she moans softly against his neck, resisting the sudden urge to bit him. she tugs at the bottom of his shirt*
OP: [oh, hey, she wants that shirt off? Okay. Sits up a bit, keeping her pressed against him, but gives her room to take it off]
BA: *with the shirt out of the way her fingers trail over his chest*
OP: [hey that kinda tickles]
BA: *she continues to run her hands over his chest, slowly moving them downward*
OP: [hands keep going up along her back, and those kisses are going more towards her jaw line]
BA: *she tilts her head so that her lips catch his, at the same time her hands change direction, making their way back up to go around his neck, on hand running through his hair*
OP: [well, that's a nice direction to go. he'll definitely reciprocate on that kiss, sitting up a little to do so better]
BA: *the kiss is nice, it almost seems to send a shock through her, causing her to feel hotter than before*
OP: [do try not to move around too much, BA. Your leg is incredibly close to his crotch, which is much much much more sensitive right now. Also, this shirtlessness is unfair. It's halfway off anyway]
BA: *any movement can't be helped. and unfair? she's only wearing two articles of clothing. she breaks the kiss for a moment to catch her breath*
OP: [catches breath as well, kinda... staring at her in awe]
BA: *staring back at him, blushing rather darkly, she unsure if she should let this continue or poison him and leave*
OP: [option number 1 pretty please? Don't cockblock him, he's already kind of hoping something will happen to make the unfamiliar tightness in his pants go away]
BA: *she continues to mull over it for a moment before she leans in and presses her lips to his again, this time a bit rougher, displaying her own want*
OP: [slag yeah. Optimus ain't saying no]
BA: *she deepens the kiss as she presses herself against him, nails drag lightly over his scalp*
OP: [gasps a little, figuring he should have known. He repositions his hands again, this time on her butt. Also responds to those harshes kisses in kind.]
BA: *her nails drag down his neck, across his back a bit as she continues the kiss, rubbing herself slowly against him*
OP: ]he gives a quiet moan at the rubbing, shifting up slightly so that she's a bit closer to his hips]
BA: *she grins against his lips as she grinds slowly down against him, a soft moan of her own catching in the back of her throat*
OP: [he jerks involuntarily as she does that. Instinct is damn close to taking over here, because even though he has a vauge recollection of sex = baby and the process being kinda gross, right now he's very interested in it.]
BA: *she's gotten to the point where she can't resist what her body wants anymore, lips breaking away from his as she lets out a soft hiss, hips grinding a bit more against his*
OP: [he'd hiss himself if he was so inclined - right now he's more concerned with the fact that there seems to be some pants in the way]
BA: *she slips off of him so he can deal with pants at the same time she pulls off her shirt that wasnt covering much of her body anyway*
OP: [fumbles with the button and zipper on his jeans, eyes practically riveted to her breasts. He actually hasn't seen any up close before, so it's half desire, half curiosity]
BA: *notices this and grins at him*
OP: [kinda grins back at her, and yes, gets those pants off. They are promptly kicked to the side]
BA: *she doesnt move from where she's sitting, wanting him to come to her, or pull her to him she doesn't really care which, either way she's feeling oddly playful*
OP: [Well, she asked for it. He smirks a little, and then acts like he's going to pull her down... before pulling really hard and flipping her so he's on top]
BA: *red eyes go wide and she lets out a surprised squeak before giggling*
OP: [NOW he's going to go back to kissing her.]
BA: *she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him in return*
OP: [he's using one hand to keep himself from just flopping on top of her, but the other one is going to find out what her boobs feel like]
BA: *she lets out a soft noise as he feels her up, partially surprised by it but at the same time it feels good*
OP: [slowly lowers himself down, his fondling becoming rougher as well. He IS taking care not to hurt her, however]
BA: *she presses her chest upward, breaking from his lips enough to moan softly*
OP: [aaaand now Optimus kind of doesn't know what to do next. Well, he DOES but he isn't sure how to do this without hurting her or himself. That and okay now that he has stopped to think about it whoooaaa awkward]
BA: *Blackarachnia's eyes open slightly, wondering why he stopped. she's still incrediably hot and her body wants him to do more but her mind is was if resurfacing from the bottom of a lake and is screaming at her to paralyze him and shove him the slag off*
OP: [he's unsure if he should just go with his gut and have sex - oh man, thinking about it out loud just kind of kills the moment, doesn't it - or if he should get up. Hmm. he's gonna settle for laying down kind of next to her/on top of her, going back for the kissing - hey, familiar territory- while caressing her thigh]
BA: *her brain is still telling her to poison him but the kissing is nice and - wait all this...oh curse her brain, this is admitting she's just another organic on this blasted planet. she's not ready to just give up on trying to get back to an inorganic shell, she's not ready to start thinking of herself as just another blasted human. she returns the kisses but slowly makes her way toward his neck, she hesitates for a moment before sinking her fangs in, pumping just enough poison into Optimus to keep him down for half a megacycle at most before she slips away from him* Sorry, but this can't happen. *he should be able to move for a cycle or two before the poison sets in*
OP: Ow! [glares at her, pissed at both her for biting him and himself for faling for it AGAIN. Really, Prime, this was embarrassing] At least give me my pants back before you leave. [And now Optimus gets to learn about cockblock. And he can't even DO anything about it because he's paralyzed. THanks, Blackarachnia]
BA: *she sighs, sincerely looking sorry for this as she tosses his pants to him, after which she grabs up her shirt and puts it back on before fleeing to her room. the whole time she curses at herself for doing what she had, how stupid of her, getting close to him will only lead to bad things*
OP: [is thinking pretty much the same thing - seeing as he isn't going ANYWHERE for about an hour. he'll wait for the venom to wear off, so he can redress himself and lock his door, but he's feeling pretty tired by now. Optimus is sure of one thing, though: he isn't falling for that trick a fourth time.]