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"The blood of the young provide eternity."
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Lycanthrope
30 Yrs
Upper Class
Complicated
Aristocrat
Womanly Wiles
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Vee
Sept 25, 2018 21:04:54 GMT -5
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Jul 27, 2018 22:58:38 GMT -5
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Post by Liselotte La Damme on Aug 1, 2018 20:59:09 GMT -5
Liselotte's lips tugged into a wicked grin as his hands grasped her hips. "Ah, not a man of formalities. You can call me Lotte." Her words left her lips breathlessly, as she rubbed her cheek against his hand. Then his finger was tugging at a strand of red, and she growled softly, leaning for a kiss when he rolled her onto her back.
She whined, and arched against him, lips parting to gasp the words: "I'll make you remember." One of her legs would hook against the back of his legs, and blue eyes closed briefly, as she reached to tangle a hand into his hair, tugging forcefully. He liked pain, and she wasn't going to deny him what he liked.
She whined low against his ear, nibbling at his lobe, one hand tangled into messy dark brown, the other digging against his shoulder--trying to pull him closer to her. She wanted everything he had to offer her, the pleasure, the pain... All of it.
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1 Neophyte Grimoire
1 Wand desguised as a tattoo on right wrist.
1 Draft/Quarter mix horse
1 Disguise Item that changes his appearance to a beautiful woman.
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Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
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Lycanthrope
60 Yrs
Middle Class
Single
Woodsman/Aspiring Author
Pointy Things
80 Bolts
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Aztec
Oct 18, 2018 16:35:30 GMT -5
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Jul 25, 2018 19:17:15 GMT -5
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Post by Raleigh Cooper on Aug 1, 2018 23:28:33 GMT -5
"Not a' all." He grinned. "'As a habit of drain'n the fun outta t'ings, tha' it does." He knew exactly why his other half liked Lotte so much. She pushed all the right buttons and made every second exciting. He wanted to be closer to him and didn't hesitate when she pulled him close. The nerves in his skull were on fire as she tucked on his hair and his grin grew. He growled low, sounding like his other form. He wanted her, every bit of her. She wanted him and he was far too happy to oblige as they tangled together once more.
-Fade to Black-
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"The blood of the young provide eternity."
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Lycanthrope
30 Yrs
Upper Class
Complicated
Aristocrat
Womanly Wiles
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Vee
Sept 25, 2018 21:04:54 GMT -5
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Jul 27, 2018 22:58:38 GMT -5
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Post by Liselotte La Damme on Aug 2, 2018 9:29:56 GMT -5
Laying there, tangled with the strangely infuriating, yet pleasing, man Liselotte couldn't find it in herself to leave him. She curled against his chest, bit gently at his shoulder, and ran her fingers over old wounds. None of them were pressing enough to stop her from simply exploring him.
After a bit of laying there, tangled among the fallen leaves and sticks, Lotte spoke up, "You should come home with me, Raleigh." She made no move, yet to get up, trailing fingers against his side absently. "We could clean up there..." She leaned to nip his lip, murmuring, "...play some more..."
Her cheek came to rest against his chest, his quick heartbeat was a welcomed sound.
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1 Neophyte Grimoire
1 Wand desguised as a tattoo on right wrist.
1 Draft/Quarter mix horse
1 Disguise Item that changes his appearance to a beautiful woman.
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Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
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Lycanthrope
60 Yrs
Middle Class
Single
Woodsman/Aspiring Author
Pointy Things
80 Bolts
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Aztec
Oct 18, 2018 16:35:30 GMT -5
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Jul 25, 2018 19:17:15 GMT -5
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Post by Raleigh Cooper on Aug 8, 2018 16:20:35 GMT -5
He looked down at her, head cocked. Come home with her. That sounded like a brilliant idea. He didn't want this to end. He didn't want to lose track of her and never find her again. If he could he'd steal her away and never let her go. But he knew a creature like Lotte would never abide such a thing. Plus it'd take away half the fun if she didn't want him as much as he wanted her. So when she invited him to her home, he grinned. Neither one of them wanted to let this play come to close. He brushed his lips against the top of her head as he pulled her closer, his lips finding her ear. "I'd likes that very much, very much indeeds." He said. He'd follow her where ever she led. Even to the gates of hell, as long as he had the promise of spending time with her. [ Liselotte La Damme] 156 Words |
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"The blood of the young provide eternity."
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Lycanthrope
30 Yrs
Upper Class
Complicated
Aristocrat
Womanly Wiles
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Vee
Sept 25, 2018 21:04:54 GMT -5
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Jul 27, 2018 22:58:38 GMT -5
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Post by Liselotte La Damme on Aug 25, 2018 9:55:28 GMT -5
She allowed a slow grin to part her lips. "Good." Her voice was a low purr, as she raised a hand to tangle into his hair, sharpened nails digging into his scalp. Slowly she began to disentangle herself, murmuring softly, "We should go." She needed to find her clothes. Standing, relishing in the pain that their various entanglements had left behind, she offered out a hand to the man below her. "Come." She looked forward to this day, spending her time toying with her new friend... Allowing him to toy with her... Ah, the things he might do to her. A girl could dream. Raleigh Cooper |
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