Dana Winchester | Rule63!Dean Supernatural | HetsiswinchesterJuly 8 2012, 00:47:29 UTC
Roleplay
[Dana hadn't had this sort of fun in a while. It had her anxious, excited. The dark glint in her eyes could show that. For Dana, pretending to be someone else was like her profession, but she rarely did it in the bedroom, at least this way.
Biting her lower lip, she tried hard to look coy --Dana, coy, who would have thought-- instead of smirking like she wanted to. The short pleated skirt barely covered her ass as she leaned down to adjust her knee high socks, the white buttoned top she wore knotted beneath her breasts, lifting and pushing them outwards. Hell, if school had been this fun back in the day, maybe she would have been more inclined to go.]
Well, Miss Winchester, I wanted to speak to you about the other day when you walked in on me while I was in the bathroom, and more specifically, what I've been hearing reports of since then.
I figured you saw my... penis when you walked in, but since then, I've gotten reports of you ... *Rick picks up a piece of paper and looking it over like there were things written on it* telling people about it, about how you've been fantasizing about it, and apparently telling people how you want to *he looks at the paper again and starts to 'quote' her* 'get fucked by Principle Danberry like the authority figure he is, taking charge and using me and my body to please that giant cock of his and make it so I have a reason to stay after school every day for the rest of my time here.'
Hope you don't mindlost_the_lightJuly 8 2012, 04:14:29 UTC
*2D smirked as Natasha's dress fell, sitting in the chair across the room. He had heard things about her, and knew just enough to know not to push her unless she allowed him*
nope it's fine, sorry for the late tagred_ledgerJuly 9 2012, 16:00:03 UTC
[She slowly walked over to where he was sitting, her body clad only in a black lace bra and panties with black sheer stockings. Her hips swayed slowly, a smirk on her red lips as she stopped in front of him.]
I take it you like what you see? [She said, her voice low and husky.]
No worries, although I was starting to think I wouldn't be getting a tag at alllost_the_lightJuly 9 2012, 17:13:59 UTC
I can go either way. *he smirks, not wanting to make this too easy for her, even if certain parts seemed to be more willing to show that he liked the show.
2D goes to remove his tie and remembers one of the bad things about using a suit for a uniform. Too many pieces of clothing to get through quickly*
Dean Winchester → Supernatural (pre-series) → OTAfollowtheordersJuly 8 2012, 01:15:41 UTC
1. aphrodisiacs
Dean is burning up. Dying. If he doesn't get his hands on a warm, willing body soon, he is going to lose it. That might be a tall order considering where he is, though. The case he was working tracking a witch with a nasty repertoire of spells and curses has taken him out to a wooded area just outside town. The witch got ganked good and proper, but not before she tossed a half formed spell at Dean.
Now, he is on the side of the road, leaning against the hood of his car, trying to calm his racing thoughts and heart long enough to drive somewhere. The part of him that's still rational is trying to convince him to stay where he is until whatever it is wears off, but the rest of him just wants.
2. orgasm controlGenerally, he doesn't let just anyone tie him down. There's a trust issue at work and most of the time, his better sense wins out. Tonight, though, he's horny and feeling a little invincible. At least, that's his excuse for why he's tied to a sturdy, wooden bed frame, hard as a rock and squirming anxiously
( ... )
1 - if you're okay with OCstinkerfaeJuly 8 2012, 01:27:19 UTC
She'd felt the build up of magic, something leaking out through the night and tickling anything with any sensitivity. Lucky her, she happened to be in range. As she was heading to see what it was, there was a backlash of magic, making her brace against it. She could feel the edge of a deathknell curse, one that hadn't been completed, but it had found a target. She could taste it in the air, and with a blur of wings, she flew through the woods, heading towards the possible victim.
Jinx could smell his lust before she reached him, her eyes sparking before she wound the shadows around herself. Coming closer, she could see the strain on him as he fought against the need pulsing through him. Landing lightly on the hood of the car, she flicked her wings closed behind her, creeping forward and trying to stay out of sight; a goal that failed when she let out a small sigh as the wind blasted a particularly potent whiff of him towards her. Damn the Fates, but he smelled divine.
"Oh, I beg to differ. You're in wonderful shape," she answered, flitting up and landing on his hand. The cat, as they say, was out of the bag, and why not get a closer whiff of that delicious smell.
Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ Open (a mixture of a few things)indestructigirlJuly 8 2012, 01:24:17 UTC
From her seat at the bar, Claire could practically feel eyes on her. Turning, she noticed the stranger staring, and smiled to herself. A hand rubbed down her chest, pretending to adjust her blouse, but anyone who really paid attention would notice the way her palm lingered around her breast a little too long. She then slid off her stool, heading over to the opposite corner where the dance floor was located. Her hips swayed as she walked, mini skirt clinging to her toned thighs and riding up slightly with every step
( ... )
(Pre-series or early seasons) Sam Winchester | Supernatural | openonlytobenormalJuly 8 2012, 01:53:56 UTC
1. sexting
Okay, you could really only focus on book after book for so long before words just stopped making sense and you quit retaining any information. That was even if you genuinely liked research like him too. Letting out a sigh, he tipped back in his chair, eyeballing his phone for a few moments before reaching for it.
Maybe he really shouldn't do this, but he was already reaching for his phone. Pulling up the contact he wanted, he decided to start it as neutral as he could.
Hey, what are you doing?
2. bondage
Of all the things Sam has ever really been interested in, this wasn't exactly one he ever thought he would end up doing. He checked the leather restraints to make sure they were tight, but not enough to actually hurt and then made sure they were secured to the wall at both the wrists and the ankles. Looked good.
He straightened back up. "How's it feel?"
3. aphrodisiacsSam wasn't sure how it happened or what he touched exactly, but it felt like he was burning up from the inside out. He let out a soft whine, trying to
( ... )
hey, stranger~ going with door number 3attemptsixJuly 8 2012, 03:58:11 UTC
Still being too young to drink, and not wanting to get in any trouble so as to blow her cover, Claire waited for Sam at the table closest to the exit of the bar. When she saw Sam head outside looking... disturbed, for lack of a better word, she followed him, brows knitted together with concern.
"Hey," she called after him, trying to catch up. "You alright?"
Why, hello there!onlytobenormalJuly 8 2012, 04:17:45 UTC
Sam paused at that familiar voice, feeling himself shudder at the sound. He couldn't decide if it was from dread or desire, but probably both. He shouldn't have brought her here either. He brushed a hand through his hair, agitated, before turning to face her.
"Not really," he admitted. "Not at all... I think I, uh, need some fresh air or something. Come with me?"
Because she didn't need to be here alone and maybe because his body was screaming at him to get his hands and mouth on her as soon as possible and a large part just wanted to, needed to give in.
She frowned, hurrying to stand beside him. She had a bad feeling that something was wrong, given the way he'd rushed out of the bar. Finally she nodded, trying not to look as worried as she felt.
"Sure," said Claire. "We take a walk, maybe head back to my dorm, if you want." Her hand tentatively reached to take his, not sure if the gesture would be welcome or not. His mood was hard to read, and it made her feel even more concerned.
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[Dana hadn't had this sort of fun in a while. It had her anxious, excited. The dark glint in her eyes could show that. For Dana, pretending to be someone else was like her profession, but she rarely did it in the bedroom, at least this way.
Biting her lower lip, she tried hard to look coy --Dana, coy, who would have thought-- instead of smirking like she wanted to. The short pleated skirt barely covered her ass as she leaned down to adjust her knee high socks, the white buttoned top she wore knotted beneath her breasts, lifting and pushing them outwards. Hell, if school had been this fun back in the day, maybe she would have been more inclined to go.]
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Miss Winchester, do you know why you're here?
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Have I done something wrong sir?
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I figured you saw my... penis when you walked in, but since then, I've gotten reports of you ... *Rick picks up a piece of paper and looking it over like there were things written on it* telling people about it, about how you've been fantasizing about it, and apparently telling people how you want to *he looks at the paper again and starts to 'quote' her* 'get fucked by Principle Danberry like the authority figure he is, taking charge and using me and my body to please that giant cock of his and make it so I have a reason to stay after school every day for the rest of my time here.'
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[Natasha slowly stripped, letting her dress fall to the floor as she was being watched, her body already hot and needy.]
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I take it you like what you see? [She said, her voice low and husky.]
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2D goes to remove his tie and remembers one of the bad things about using a suit for a uniform. Too many pieces of clothing to get through quickly*
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Dean is burning up. Dying. If he doesn't get his hands on a warm, willing body soon, he is going to lose it. That might be a tall order considering where he is, though. The case he was working tracking a witch with a nasty repertoire of spells and curses has taken him out to a wooded area just outside town. The witch got ganked good and proper, but not before she tossed a half formed spell at Dean.
Now, he is on the side of the road, leaning against the hood of his car, trying to calm his racing thoughts and heart long enough to drive somewhere. The part of him that's still rational is trying to convince him to stay where he is until whatever it is wears off, but the rest of him just wants.
2. orgasm controlGenerally, he doesn't let just anyone tie him down. There's a trust issue at work and most of the time, his better sense wins out. Tonight, though, he's horny and feeling a little invincible. At least, that's his excuse for why he's tied to a sturdy, wooden bed frame, hard as a rock and squirming anxiously ( ... )
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Jinx could smell his lust before she reached him, her eyes sparking before she wound the shadows around herself. Coming closer, she could see the strain on him as he fought against the need pulsing through him. Landing lightly on the hood of the car, she flicked her wings closed behind her, creeping forward and trying to stay out of sight; a goal that failed when she let out a small sigh as the wind blasted a particularly potent whiff of him towards her. Damn the Fates, but he smelled divine.
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"Man... I'm in worse shape than I thought..." Still, he can't resist reaching out to try and touch her. See if she's real.
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Okay, you could really only focus on book after book for so long before words just stopped making sense and you quit retaining any information. That was even if you genuinely liked research like him too. Letting out a sigh, he tipped back in his chair, eyeballing his phone for a few moments before reaching for it.
Maybe he really shouldn't do this, but he was already reaching for his phone. Pulling up the contact he wanted, he decided to start it as neutral as he could.
Hey, what are you doing?
2. bondage
Of all the things Sam has ever really been interested in, this wasn't exactly one he ever thought he would end up doing. He checked the leather restraints to make sure they were tight, but not enough to actually hurt and then made sure they were secured to the wall at both the wrists and the ankles. Looked good.
He straightened back up. "How's it feel?"
3. aphrodisiacsSam wasn't sure how it happened or what he touched exactly, but it felt like he was burning up from the inside out. He let out a soft whine, trying to ( ... )
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"Hey," she called after him, trying to catch up. "You alright?"
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"Not really," he admitted. "Not at all... I think I, uh, need some fresh air or something. Come with me?"
Because she didn't need to be here alone and maybe because his body was screaming at him to get his hands and mouth on her as soon as possible and a large part just wanted to, needed to give in.
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"Sure," said Claire. "We take a walk, maybe head back to my dorm, if you want." Her hand tentatively reached to take his, not sure if the gesture would be welcome or not. His mood was hard to read, and it made her feel even more concerned.
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