Yes Mommy. More sensuality. Pretty please.
Apartment
The tumble succeeded, he'd say. For one, he's laughing. For another, they're absolutely not objecting to their current position, or the view from here. "You always smell so good." A murmur, as much to themself as to you, as the movement lifts the jammy, orchid cinnamon concoction into the air.It really seemed appropriate your kisses were spicy.
Another laugh at that, amusement twinkling now. "It does, actually. Though I certainly aim to try." That as a hand lifts to brush some of that curtain of hair back behind your ear, fingers lingering along the line of your jaw. A different kind of handling than you were implying, but still.
You avoid again, and something like anxiety stirs. At odds with the growing heat, and that at odds with their desire for something solid.
"Desire for access, huh?" They're on the verge of trying to tumble you, when you stretch down to kiss them again. Hand smoothing up along your spine to urge you more solidly against them, though less so for the warmth. "Didn't we cover that one at rehearsals?" No, they are not talking about you and Brix in this moment.
A low groan at the knock on the door, at the interruption. "Timing, people, timing."
Well, given your position, and theirs - they are going to sit up and just scoop you up as they stand - they aren't sure they can do it, honestly, but it should be fun to try.
"The universe is knocking." If they somehow manage to get fully to their feet, still holding you, it'll be a win. They will absolutely carry you in the direction of the door. Tone playful, teasing, "ever feel like the universe wants you to have a conversation?"
-lies back... alone again-Hmm.
aw nuts! I missed it. Happy belated birthday though, I hope you were able to consume much raw meat or whatever else it was your heart, or Dumitru's, desired *nods*
Game over!
Final scores:
valentina : N/A
but on a more serious note, I don't think any of us post particularly fast anymore, some of us (me..) probably never did. I like to think all of us have grown and matured, that we've changed as the world did in the years that have passed since we individually found our ways to this place, and the troubles of the past are behind us..the concerns we may have had of not being good enough, fast enough, clever enough are not realistic, for there is no one to be compared to anymore going only by frequency of play to be found in the realm. We can either let this place quietly fade away or we can consider this a form of renewal, a rebirth to honour Suzanna and the good she did both as a RPer and as governor. The only way to attract people here is for people to be here. We have a community already, we have a discord (even though I'm not a member), we have the means to get people here, and therefore the means to attract new people.
I think I've started rambling, but there's probably a point in there somewhere and maybe someone more eloquent than I can find it and break it down for anyone who reads this. Anyway, I have plans to come back with a new character or two.. I don't really see what the Varius storyline has to offer anymore, but neither am I abandoning it so much as just letting it simmer on the back burner. I have ideas that need other characters, the type of character or background of that character matters not, so if you're looking for an opening into play I'm more than happy to speak to you, and I'm only a cork post or MSG away.
valentina has started a new game with the following players:
valentina
yesterday, is not, ours to recover.
I am good, thanks... just looking for company... what are you up to?-tall, slim but with muscle... black and with short hair-
I am well sir and you?
Apartment
Holly, paradox of long-sleeved turtleneck and short-shorts, tumbled the expanse of empty living room over the mercifully padded carpet, winding up on top of you as the automatic air randomly kicked in just around then, tossing her disheveled hair and stirring whatever dark, jammy, orchid and cinnamon that she was wearing.
Her lips had that same essence, laced with the slightest capsaicin lip-plumper that would leave a spicy note wherever she kissed you back."Fine, then. Instead of 'I ain't worth the trouble', lemme pivot to 'You can't handle this bitch' — does that make you feel better?"
She avoided a second time, doubling down after being absolutely rightfully called out, simply resting over your body with her elbows down both sides of your ribs as she draped over you, eyes down under half-dusk contemplation.
Whatever opaque curtain of thoughts separated her from you, extended up from the complementary contour of their (clothed) bodies, a scarce border that conveyed growing heat…"…I mean I can get into it, but at least take some ownership of your desire for access," she was still talking about your curiosity about her and Brix… right?
"With all of the things sitting on your queue…" Holly had to stretch a bit in order to reach your lips again, the chill of the air conditioning tempting her to urge more solidly against you, her tossed hair reducing your view of the ceiling lights like a blonde jungle canopy. "…you should at least get some practice in assuming ownership of something."
As she sought to adjust her posture and hook thumbs against your collar, however, there was a knock on the door. Baked goods and beverages.
-smiling as I see you... wondering what you are up to today-Good morning... how are you?
good morning
-lies back... relaxing but hard-
you know, we could take the Hollywood approach and go Beware: The Reboot!Bring all new versions of beloved characters everyone once knew, make everyone barely over 18 again, because we all know no one in Hollywood acts as their actual age either.. maybe it could be set in a tavern... or a high school! Beware: Riverdale!
I'm just kidding, before anyone gets offended. I add that only because I almost slapped myself after reading what I wrote, so incensed over the idea was I!
-lies back... relaxing, but hard-
Yes, been a long while. I'm so glad to hear you're doing well. Have a terrific weekend.smiles goodnight