Day Fifteen - What's a Pool Without a Hot Tub?
Who: Isabelle, Jayne
Where: hot tubs in the pool area
When: midmorning
Rating: I intend R, possibly some NC-17 (shouldn't all our smut posts technically be NC-17? I fail at ratings)
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Feeling ... well, Belle-like, Belle sends out a less than subtle mental suggestion to guide a few of the more inclined males toward the hot tubs. Jayne predictably shows up, and the two engage in some hot tub sex very shortly after barely-remembered introductions. Jayne is predictably pleased by the turn of events, though he is somewhat baffled when Belle simply wanders off when it's over. He does wonder if he's been used, but isn't overly concerned by that.
Belle left the lounge, moving through the newly arrived doorway (not that she knew it was new, per se) that was directly across from the entrance to the dorms and beside the message board. She did glance at it, but it appeared mostly barren save for a list of residents and room assignments.
Lips tugged into a smile as she started down the narrow corridor the connected the dorms to the poolhouse, and she regarded the pool curiously. It seemed large to her - excessively so - but they'd never had a pool before.
Her eyes skittered across the doorways lining it - bathrooms and showers and changing rooms - before she saw what she was after. An elevated room with skylights they could open that held the hot tub.
No, tubs, she realized as she moved closer. Three, with optional dividers.
Well, well, well. It would seem this place was a little more like home than she'd first thought.
Ensuring she had a towel, Belle opened two of the skylights before she stripped. The door was left open to encourage company, and a smirk tugged her lips as she sank into the hot water.
So far, so good.
Her mind flicked out, playing over those who were awake enough to participate, and she may have nudged a few minds, planting a suggestion or two. Not a compulsion; she wasn't ready to be quite that devious ... just a suggestion.
Leaning back, she waited. Glancing around, she noted what else was in the area. A small fridge and a heat proof box that likely held chocolate or other treats to enjoy while relaxing. A towel rack and some robes.
So perhaps it was a little better than home. Interesting.
Where: hot tubs in the pool area
When: midmorning
Rating: I intend R, possibly some NC-17 (shouldn't all our smut posts technically be NC-17? I fail at ratings)
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Feeling ... well, Belle-like, Belle sends out a less than subtle mental suggestion to guide a few of the more inclined males toward the hot tubs. Jayne predictably shows up, and the two engage in some hot tub sex very shortly after barely-remembered introductions. Jayne is predictably pleased by the turn of events, though he is somewhat baffled when Belle simply wanders off when it's over. He does wonder if he's been used, but isn't overly concerned by that.
Belle left the lounge, moving through the newly arrived doorway (not that she knew it was new, per se) that was directly across from the entrance to the dorms and beside the message board. She did glance at it, but it appeared mostly barren save for a list of residents and room assignments.
Lips tugged into a smile as she started down the narrow corridor the connected the dorms to the poolhouse, and she regarded the pool curiously. It seemed large to her - excessively so - but they'd never had a pool before.
Her eyes skittered across the doorways lining it - bathrooms and showers and changing rooms - before she saw what she was after. An elevated room with skylights they could open that held the hot tub.
No, tubs, she realized as she moved closer. Three, with optional dividers.
Well, well, well. It would seem this place was a little more like home than she'd first thought.
Ensuring she had a towel, Belle opened two of the skylights before she stripped. The door was left open to encourage company, and a smirk tugged her lips as she sank into the hot water.
So far, so good.
Her mind flicked out, playing over those who were awake enough to participate, and she may have nudged a few minds, planting a suggestion or two. Not a compulsion; she wasn't ready to be quite that devious ... just a suggestion.
Leaning back, she waited. Glancing around, she noted what else was in the area. A small fridge and a heat proof box that likely held chocolate or other treats to enjoy while relaxing. A towel rack and some robes.
So perhaps it was a little better than home. Interesting.