(Alright, I'm going to get to work, and I'll throw out a few prepratory prompts you don't need to immediately respond to to set the stage!)
16:38:22
(
kisses Thanks, Love! Super excited to see what you come up with today!)
16:42:46
I pull up to the loading bay behind the mall, riding passenger in a large utility van. A few hotel employees begin to offload crates and wheel them into the facility. I take a large satchel and make my way to the front counter, where I begin my final coordination before you arrive.
16:45:47
I check in with the front desk to make sure everything is in order, making sure that the room is prepared to recieve us, and that the equipment I had delivered has made it's way inside.
16:46:20
Once complete with that, I make my way to the "Back Stage Pass" room and pull out my tools, getting to work.
16:46:44
I open large crates, containing some custom animatronics I've put together. I've got a broad grin on my face as I get them set up at the end of the table, a pair of Hatsune Miku bots, wearing outfits that looks like something from a magical girl anime and holding microphones. They both face back into the room mic lifted to their mouth while the shoot piece signs towards the couches where we'll be sitting. With meticulous attention to detail, I start to work on the electrical process, wiring everything together to make sure it will function. When I finish I go to the thermostat and set the temperature to 88 degrees F, and slip the lights on, adjusting the mood, and the disco lights. Unknown to me, I flip a switch that transmits the CCTV footage in HD to the large screen behind the bar.
16:49:47
Finished with my work I cram the crates against the back corner, and straighten everything up before walking into the lobby, checking my watch anxiously to make sure I'm not late.
16:50:47
I take a seat at the bar, and turn sideways to watch the door, getting an overpriced bottle of water, sweat already having accumulated on my brow from the sharply rising temperature of the private room.
16:51:56
I nervously tug at the hem of my skirt...I hate the color pink and I cannot believe that I am wearing it. It makes me feel far more self-conscious than walking in here naked would. Forcing myself to leave my cloths alone, my fingers find their way to the copper wire around my throat instead. I feel like I'm running late when I finally step into the front reception area of the the address you gave me.
16:54:15
I turn toward you from the bar, dressed in a manner I haven't in a very long time. I'm much less self conscious, but maybe because it's so conservative. I watch you approach, and I can tell you feel anxious in the clothing. I bite my bottom lip, pleased you decided to go with them, especially when we're doing something so novel. I bite my bottom lip and approach you from behind, taking time to essentially lick you from your ankles to your eyeballs while I have a second to do so without being immediately found out. By the time I close enough to reach out and touch you, I feel like I could draw a picture of you in that outfit from memory, and it shows on my face. My grin a little more goofy than normal, and warm.
16:57:15
Beautiful! Have trouble finding the place?
The question is mundane, but the tone of my voice is teasing, the direction of my eyes on the soft spot between the hem of your skirt and the top of your stockings a goad.
16:58:11
I take a deep breath when I hear your voice before turning to you with a grin on my lips. You know damned well I can't have trouble 'finding' any place.
My eyes take in your appearance, one much darker than I'm accustomed to seeing. Just a lot of people...paying...a lot of attention.
I mumble quietly. So, what's the plan?
I step close to you and run a hand up your torso. Mmm...think we'll make our hour?
17:01:50
We have a lot more than an hour honey.
I say as I step into you, pressing my torso against your front. I'm very slightly damp with sweat from working in the room after I turned the temperature up. My skin is hot to the touch. One arm gently loops around the small of your waist and I lean down in an intimate hug, pressing our cheeks together for a moment before I kiss you on the corner of your jaw.
17:03:31
I wanted to show you ALL my favorite songs, and I demand that you satisy my need to be serenaded!
17:03:59
My lips quirk into a crooked grin. So we have multiple hours to make?
I press against you suggestively as I ask my question. So far, that's been the standard...right?
When you press against me I make a soft whimpering sound in your ear. And...you may regret asking to hear me sing. But I'll try!
My nerves don't appear to extend to my inability to serenade you properly, my voice is cheerful as I give you this last warning.
17:07:02
Can I grab a coffee to get started? I think it's a little too early for anything more interesting...
17:07:40
I rotate to your side, gently taking your hand in mind, palms together, fingers interlaced so we can face the bar. "I think a nice, hot cup of coffee is a great idea, lover."
You can hear the undercurrent of a suppressed evil chuckle just underneath." *I step toward the bar, and order you an extra large coffee, extra hot in an insulated cup. . . can't have it getting cold. I order for myself a pitcher of ice water, and a pitcher of beer, asking them to have it delivered to our private room.
17:09:41
(Blah! Sorry for the typos, just waking up, it will smooth out. . so will the nerves.)
17:10:05
(Welcome anyone who comes in, we'll be leaving the public area shortly, we appreciate you're visit.)
17:11:14
(I'm just getting my first cup of real coffee...expect some typos and nonsense on my end, too.
laughs)
17:13:32
Beer today? No getting too...sloppy to show me a good time. Or else!
I laugh playfully. I'm excited to hear your first song, Lover. This should be fun!
My fingers in yours squeeze you in a quick, patterned pulse. Whenever you're ready.
17:17:44
(Hello you two))
17:20:17
I lead you down a long hallway with doors to the left and right. Different rooms have different themes. There's one with a lot of red called the Cabaret, and we pass one with a leopard print door with stylized leaves and vines painted over the frame called Jungle Fever. We stop at a room that is closed with a set of steel crash doors. A man in a black security uniform is painted next to the door with his arms crossed. The sign over head is marked: **Back Stage Pass*
17:20:22
(Morning Isafael, glad you could poke in, and the answer to your DM question is Yes! Sorry I was slow.)
17:20:52
(Hello Isafael!)
17:21:15
"I think you'll find I have a very high tolorence, and it's good to have something to keep your throat lubricated, especially in your case, since you are so. . . inexperienced."
17:24:19
I giggle softly. He's handsome! Looks a little like you at the moment...
My eyes flick to you, still getting used to the all black outfit. My boots click across the floor, my demeanor becoming more self assured as we move away from prying eyes. You really like the...pink?
My cheeks show a touch of the color in question, a rare and honest response. It feels...too soft.
My sway back and forth for a moment before we open the door, my braid glittering with golden thorns throughout and a green gem at the bottom.
17:25:30
...Inexperienced? That's me! A total virgin...sweet, innocent, and at the mercy of such a strong, handsome...Gentleman?
My eyes sparkle at you with a half fake awe. Fuck...you're gorgeous and I almost feel like I am innocent standing here...
17:28:37
The corners of my eyes sharpen as my smile takes on something more playful, I extend a hand and shrug aside the heavy steel door with a loud boom. Inside there is the long, glass table at thigh height and the couches alongside. There are a few beanbags set against the right hand wall, made of leather. There are a pair of crates open and wedged into the back corners. Two Hatsune Miku animatronic bots stand on either side of the small stage at the far wall. It looks suspiciously like they just rushed into this pose, their plastic expressions oddly anxious. You swear you can see a tiny bead of sweat run down the face of one of the small robots. There is also a small red wooden heart placed on the wall next to the door. It's color and placement a seeming a little strange for the rest of the decor. A wave of nearly hot air blasts you directly in the face when the door opens.
17:32:20
"You know, as much as I like you in pink, it's the way it makes you squirm a little that really makes it worth it. Right now I feel like you're so much more. . . pliable than normal."
17:33:12
"I guess we'll see if you get your confidence back after a few songs. Let me show you around."
17:33:38
I take your side under my hand. My fingers splayed over the soft skin of your back and belly, gently and possessively pressing as I pull us together to wedge ourselves alont the side of the table, making our way to the large screen set against the back wall.
17:34:25
(Oooh i like both of these ppl, i hope yall have a fantastic time)
17:36:18
The warm air rushing from the room immediately draws a bit of sweat to my skin. Despite that, I shiver when your hand grasps my side. I lean into you, letting you guide me through the room. Are these...did you make these?
I stop to admire the nervous looking Mikus on the stage.
17:39:55
(Thanks Bran, thanks Dani)
17:40:11
(Super secret handshake..🤚🫱🫷🤌🫴🤌🤚🤏👋🤌,
dances away)
17:40:37
Still tugging at the skirt in a bid to not tug at the top I'm wearing making me look more distracted and anxious. I'm sure that after a little bit of your...lubrication...
I stifle a smirk...I'll be confident enough to not care that I'm wearing anything.
17:42:00
I laugh as we step between the Nervous, still miku-bots, and take a knee, checking the wiring. "Oh, I just modified them a little bit. I find that new people have an easier time singing with back up. These should pick up on the song and do a simple back up song and dance routine. The more off key you are, the harder they will work for you to put on a show, so it's not all on you."
17:43:34
You know, I think you feel like wearing pink is worse than being naked. I think it would be more fun to play with you while I refuse to take it off.
17:44:16
Can you get me the song catalogue love, you should be able to reach it from where you're standing.
The catalogue is deep toward the center of the table, you would have to almost lay down on top of it to get it, but it's possible.
17:44:59
I huff at you, looking for all the world like I'm hurt by the implication that I can't sing. But I can only hold the serious face for a few moments before I laugh. So you're worried that you can't sing?
I look at you over my shoulder as I lean down to slide my hands along the table. I stretch slowly in the direction of the requested catalogue, swaying my hips. The skirt and boots both creek softly as I move. When my fingers close on the laminated pages, I grin at you. Anything else while I'm...down...here?
I arch against the table, showing the pink thong that matches my top underneath of my skirt.
17:48:33
(... can we make a handshake?)
17:49:28
(Sure! Any ideas?)
17:49:47
The wiring is perfect, of course I know that. My head turns as I watch you bend over, it's not until you actually get hold of the catalogue that I realize you've caught me in the act. Shamelessly my eyes shift slowly to your pink thog, my lip plays absently over my bottom lip, a little color rising to my face, but I my smile settles right back into place.
17:52:07
I won't like, the Miku's have bailed me out a few more times than I'd like to admit. . . Jesus, what is that thong? Bubblegum pink?
17:52:50
So you know I'm thinking about it.))
17:53:57
By special request. This really hot blonde at the store said he'd love to see me in it!
I answer cheerfully, swaying a little more vigorously. Was he right? It is a good color on me? He...seemed too...busy to answer me when I asked him last night.
17:55:23
[[The boys want fingies in their buttholes?]
17:55:35
((As long as the lips are soft, the fingers are welcome.)
17:56:00
I pull myself back up, along the table, moving slowly. When I'm fully standing again, I offer you the catalogue, stepping close. I slide a booted foot between your own boots and put my free hand on your chest. Why is it so damned warm in here?
I look at you suspiciously. It's not because you want to see me naked, is it?
I lean into you and push my face close to yours, keeping a couple inches between our lips.
17:59:11
I arch my back slightly on one knee, letting your hand rest against my broad chest, taking your weight without issue as i look up, slightly up your shirt, and into your face.
18:00:13
(I find that you can convince the boys to allow you to get away with quite a lot if you're enthusiastic enough about it...)
18:00:26
"Been out with a lot of hot blonde men suggesting underwear lately? Scandalous.
18:00:31
I don't think I'll be getting you all the way naked today. At the least, I think the thong will make a nice hat.
18:01:06
Oh...you should have seen what HE was wearing...THAT was scandalous.
I lick my lips
18:01:39
(i think I recognize that artstyle on michaels pfp x3)
18:01:39
You'll look adorable in it, Duck! I can't wait to gift you your new hat!
18:02:03
(Hope you like it!)
18:02:06
Oh? You thought I'd be wearing it. Maybe it would make a better gag than a hat after all.
18:02:40
Knock Knock Knock
18:02:51
(or im delusional and this is a completely new person)
18:02:56
(It likely looks a lot like Ashnod's since she made it.)
18:03:49
(ah, that would explain it xD)
18:04:07
...I'm happy to offer it to your perfect mouth, instead, if that's your preference? Mmm...In fact, that might be my preference depending on how well you sing!
I peck your lips with a quick kiss before withdrawing to my carefully maintained distance again.
18:04:51
*I stand, and make my way around the table, accepting a tray from some young bartender. I slip them a few small bills and slide the tray onto the table containing two pitchers, one beer and one ice water, a few glasses, and your giant cup of steaming hot coffee.
18:05:57
"I warn you, I'm a little territorial over drinks. Enjoy, love."
18:06:12
(I have a lot of fun with it, so sometimes I share what I come up with! And...all things considered, sharing was necessary!)
18:06:25
That sounds an awful lot like a challenge, Lover. Are you going to refuse to share with your poor wife?
I pout. Can I have my coffee, please?
18:08:02
Still holding the song catalogue, I open it and scan the first page. You know...I don't know any of these...
18:09:12
I gingerly take the steaming mug about the size of a beer stein from the tray. The temperature in the room is still climbing a bit, and I'm slightly shiny with sweat at this point, I move along the left side of the room, taking a seat on the couch and placing your 'mug' on the top. I pat the cushion next to me invitingly.
18:09:25
"Well, it's your first time, they are organized by genre, they have music from all kinds of stuff, anime, commercials, kids songs, pop. It's great!
18:09:58
I slide onto the cushion next to you knee first. The hem of my skirt hugs my slightly parted thighs uncomfortably tight. So, where are you going to start?
I turn the book around so you can look at it right side up. Resting the open pages on my thigh, I reach over and pick up the mug of black coffee. A small sip later, and my face is turning red and I'm developing my own sheen of perspiration from the warm room and hot liquid.
18:13:46
I slide one of the small tablets off the center of the table, and into my hands. I expertly flick through a couple of options before I find a good option. "Of course I'm going to start! I'll set the mood, just follow my energy, and feel free to laugh, it's absolutely supposed to happen."
18:16:49
[Hello everyone]
18:17:06
(hello! How are you doing, love?)
18:17:24
[As if Uni is out for my throat, darling]
18:17:49
I lean over and give you a kiss on the temple, flicking in my selection, and standing. I step onto the table and walk across it before dropping down before the large screen. The lights dim automatically.
18:18:17
(oof...that's no good! Hope you're relaxing today?)
18:18:47
[
Boops da poor Uni goer]
18:20:02
The second the music kicks in the blue lights behind the iris's of the Miku bots eyes flashes. They begin to sway with the music, a happy, slightly fast movements of their hips that shakes their skirts. They aren't singing yet. I pick up the mic and turn around dramatically, my outfit and silly grin completely out of step with the vibe of the bubble happy music that kicks up behind me with soft pastel colors and anime characters in the background.
18:21:09
I have to turn on my seat to follow you with my eyes. My second foot hits the floor as the music starts up and I bounce my leg with the rhythm, tapping my heel on the floor.
18:22:05
My voice is on key, but the pronunciation of the lot of the words is very rough. I struggle to keep up at times, but I'm dancing at the front of the room, looking directly over the table at you. My voice is about an octave too low for this music, but I power though. About 30 seconds in the Miku bots start singing the melody with me at a fairly high volume, which blunts the edge of how bad I am.
18:22:21
My arms wrap around my stomach when the bots start singing. I shake a little with the laughter I'm struggling to suppress. While you're occupied, I reach over and poor a small glass of beer for myself and a larger glass for you. I make a show of toasting with mine before taking a sip. In the heat, the cold beer could taste like nearly anything and be good.
18:24:25
I wind down the song, raising my arm up and bringing it down slow, the muscles in my side and arm ripple as I bring my hand a few inches of my face and stare at you dramatically through my splayed fingers, my chest heaving for air, and my skin flushed from the effort of a few minutes. Even the Miku's look a little pink. Their eyes. . .just barely showing a sign of anxiety.
18:26:16
"So that's all there is to it! Too easy, right!"
18:26:32
I make my way down the side of the table and flop down almost on top of you on the couch. I'm radiating heat, and my shirt is damp. I grab the larger glass of beer and take it down in about two big swallows. AAAAh. . . that was fun.
18:27:16
Have fun you two!~ and remember to take intermittent breaks to hydrate a
Drink Water~
18:27:29
(Blows kiss to Safety Alyce)
18:28:17
(
The kiss is caught, bottled, and later sold for rent money)
18:29:23
That was impressive. The poor bots look like they're terrified of being on stage, though.
I finally let my laughter spill from my mouth as you radiate even more heat against me. My hand reaches for your thigh out of reflex from your proximity and quickly finds it's way up to your manhood while I flick through the same screen you just used to select a song. It's clear that I still have no idea what I'm looking at.
18:30:17
I quirk my brow at you and turn my head back to the robots. As I turn you see them adjust in real time back to a neutral position, completely normal by the time I lay eyes on them. "Huh, well, they look okay from here."
Then I give a short start as I feel your soft hand on my thigh. I struggle to remain natural as it slides up and finds the length of me against my thigh, already halfway ready, and warm even in comparison to the rest of my skin under my pants.
18:32:07
H-hmm. Do you have a theme you're feeling? Something bubble gummy, or maybe bratty? You definitely have bratty energy today, or are we going full dark Ashnod mode with something edgy?"
18:33:04
I finally just select something at random, the image beside the title looking interesting. I take a deep breath and hit the confirmation of my selection before downing my beer and hoping onto the table the same way that you did before. My boots make hard clacking sounds on the glass.
18:36:26
My head follows you, or rather the hem of your skirt. The surface of the table is slightly reflective, so that gets some attention too. I swallow heavily.
18:38:01
I hop off the table and land with a hard thunk. These boots are going to have to go. Sooner rather than later!
I say to you over my shoulder. I straighten my skirt, and turn around to start singing a song that I do not know anything about. As the music starts, I silently hope that the bots aren't what I think they are.
18:40:44
Oh, but I don't even know how they'll feel locked behind my back yet!
18:41:15
(Alyce spotted, deploying tactical hug)
18:41:48
I start to tap my foot and then sway my hips with the music. At least the tempo seems fun. I miss a lot of the words and I probably butcher most of the ones that I manage. But I do my best to keep up while dancing. I even step closer to the table so that I can put a foot on the glass, giving you a very good view of the bubblegum pink you were so fascinated by.
18:42:35
(waves to everyone! Ash is...very focused. Or very distracted. But it's great to see everyone!
blows kisses at Alyce and Isafael)
18:43:57
(
preparing for incoming hug, deploying counter hug!)
18:44:11
(Focus on the duck, Ash~)
18:44:36
I at first just move with the music, slowly, I start to scoot myself to the side, closer and closer to the stage. The Miku's kick in for you pretty early, they sing at a moderate volume, just helping you keep the pace, making you feel like you're singing with a small group. They put their little miku hands on their hips and dance brattily behind you, much to my delight. When you raise one leg to the table, I stop moving for a second, but gather myself to slip to my feet next to the stage. I dance goofily, adding my lower pitched voice to the chorus and waving my arms over my head like a wacky wailing inflatable tube man in time with the music.
18:44:48
(
hugs alyce and is counter hugged. Mutually assured huggage)
18:45:08
Laughing at the end of the song, I collapse against you. That is...fun...I never would have guessed.
I wrap my arms around your neck and kiss your lips, even as I try to catch my breath.
18:46:43
is totally, most definitely not relieved to see that despite having chugged multiple bottles of shampoo, Isafael isn'r bedridden
18:47:23
I think I need another drink, though. Those lights are bright and not helping the temperature in here.
18:47:27
My arms intercept you as you come down, my fingers pressing playfully into your sides as your lips come to mine. I'm breathing hard from the dancing and a happy laugh I'm trying not to let explode into your mouth. My arms ripple over your torso, bearing your from your feet and pulling you tight against me front to front, your boots coming off the ground. My fingers tickle you as I try to seal my lips against yours, but keeping my tongue back, Unsure how you react when you're tickled.
18:48:50
Isafael just smirked stupidly
18:50:33
Your fingers draw a sharp shout/laugh from me and I try to back away from you. Held in your arms, the best I can do is squirm against you, laughing into our kiss. My legs swing up and wrap around you, adding a little leverage to my squirming.
18:51:26
St...stop...stop that...fuck...no...ahahaha...pleasssss...st...op...
I gasp against you.
18:52:04
My hands flatten against your side and I'm laughing, my chin resting on your shoulder, my breath coming in small gasps of heat against the side of your neck. My hips wiggle in the grip of your thighs, and my hands slide to your lower back, tightening us down. I pull my head back to look at you, the pressure against my front making me throb against your skirt, my slacks becoming a little uncomfortable.
18:54:09
(Oh...I am focused on Duck. Especially while he's torturing me! Gotta plot revenge!)
18:54:41
"You did great! T-that was a great debut. You just need to be comfortable looking silly, it's that easy, but I can't let you steal my thunder with that edge.*
18:54:52
(Your struggle sounds
so convincing~)
18:56:22
My squirming continues, but suddenly seems very focused. My hips move against you and I make soft mewling sounds in your ear. Thank you. I think the outfit makes being comfortable looking silly easier.
I bite your ear while I writhe against you, my warm breasts squished against you are barely contained by the ridiculous top.
18:57:56
My fingers find their way into your hair and I pull back on you, trying to connect our lips again.
18:58:50
I arch backwards, causing my hips to slide slightly upwards, peeling your skirt upwards with the friction until the heat of it makes me groan. Your lips find mine, and my eyes are wide open with surprise at the intensity of your play. I indulge in the kiss, letting my tongue press against the inside edges of your lips lightly, trying to play with you. My eyes start to narrow happily before my hands take you by the crest of both hips and my thumbs presses just beneath, eager to hear more of that mewling.
19:01:16
(Yeah, as convincing as my proclamations to bot let alyce dom me!.... heh)
19:02:17
I whimper into the kiss, your thumbs making my already desperate squirming more intense as I greedily seek out the friction on my hips and between my thighs. My skirt slide up high enough to not really count as clothing anymore. Mmm...
I break away from your lips for a moment. More of THAT sound, Lover.
I press my lips back to yours, my tongue slipping into your mouth to flick beneath your tongue playfully. I hum happily against you for another moment and then, all at once, I break away. My feet drop to the floor with a harsh clack and I step back from you, my hands coming free from your hair. You turn!
19:06:56
I lean over and look up at you, with a teasing grin.
19:07:27
(But, isaf, you've never made any proclaimations against being domme- ooohhhh~)
19:07:54
(
laughs It wouldn't be any fun if I just ran away. If he has hold of me, it's as good as me having hold of him!)
19:09:05
We break apart and it leaves me a little breathless. My chest rising and falling rapidly as I vent excess heat, a small drop of sweat running over the back of my arm to the floor. I lean down and take the mic and the tablet off of the table top with slightly shaky hands. "Oh, are we so excited to hear more music?
I flick through the menus glancing up from time to time to see your own state of half dress, my hands absently clenching and unclenching on the objects in them with the restrained urge to grasp at you.
19:10:02
My hands snake behind my back, and at first it just looks like I've clasped my hands to accentuate my breasts as I lean over. My chest is still heaving and I'm flushed a color that's much deeper pink than my top.
19:10:46
after a few distracted moments I sigh and pull the bra that was concealed beneath the top free. I'm careful to settle myself back into the top, only showing a quick glimpse of my pink nipples before hiding them from your eyes with a giggle. You didn't want the top to go...so...I'll have to settle for being braless!
I toss the lace garment at you when you glance up at me.
19:12:59
I take the bra in the face, too fixated on the movement, and my fleeting glance at your chest to respond with any kind of dexterity. It impacts softly before tumbling to the floor, surely not the last piece of clothing to be discarded tonight. I thumb my selection and place the tablet on the table.
19:14:31
(
drops out of the brackets because boolying ooc is less fun than boolying IC) "that sounds like... you're just holding **each other*!! Lewd...."
19:15:35
I tap the pause button on the selection just as the lights dim, and go to take my place on stage, sliding behind you, my hands sliding over the sides of your hips as I pull my front tight against your back. "Let me send you back for drinks with a little present. From me."
I whisper in a low growl, directly into your ear. My hands slide up, over the sides of your belly, then under your top, my hands are rough, warm and nimble. My splayed fingers cover each breast before they curl closed against my palm. Your nipples protrude from between my index and middle fingers like over rips strawberries. I pulse my grip, each finger independently tightening and loosening for a few seconds before I plant a warm kiss on the side of your neck just behind your ear.
19:19:43
My chest presses forward into your grip, even as my hips and shoulders press backwards against you. Mmm...fuck...
I breath out harshly. That's...not fair.
I pout at you. What do we need for drinks, Love? I think I need something sweet. Maybe some pineapple juice?
I'm purring under your hands. I tilt my head out of your way, inviting more kisses and growls. Do you need anything?
My eyes half closed, I glide my hands across your hips behind me and grab your ass. My hands squeeze you and drag you against me, forcing a small moan from my parted lips.
19:26:59
(you'll have a chance to booli me IC shortly!)
19:28:41
My body, the entire thing is hard against you with the tension of arousal. My member presses between your cheeks, and when you reach back to take my butt in your hands, the pressure becomes to immediate to ignore. I slump forward against your back slightly, my weight settling on your back, my hands falter, and I allow them to fall from your shirt.
19:29:00
You can booli me in the meantime!
19:30:38
"Pineapple juice. That sounds lovely. Lots of b-benefits.*
You hear me hmm softly from the pleasure of your body against mine. I catch myself and back away. My hand rising and then falling sharply, my fingers **Crack* against your butt as I reluctantly send you away.*
19:30:59
I'll just take it easy for a second, feel free to grab a snack too if you need.
19:31:33
(
is too busy boolying paperwork =~=)
19:32:52
(Small water / Bio break!)
19:33:36
(
Good Boy, Michael~♡)
19:34:06
I gasp at the smack and giggle. I tug on the hem of my skirt, bringing it back to some semblance of public appropriate coverage. Yup! Lots of benefits!
I step up onto the table and walk away from you without any of the earlier anxiety over my outfit. My hips sway with my exaggerated steps along the glass surface. Be back in a few minutes!
19:37:58
I settle onto a knee, checking over the Miku's, making sure they are still in proper functional order. The wiring looks good, and the parts still solid. I apply a little coolant to the reservoir in their lower backs. One at a time. When my back is turned on one it sags noiselessly with exhaustion, but recovers when it's her turn, both having returned to their neutral position as I go to sit on the couch, flipping through the menu on the tablet, and trying to calm myself, contemplating how bratty Ashnod would be if I pinned her hands behind the small of her back. . . and what the surface of that glass table would do pressed against the side of her face.
19:41:34
When the door closes behind me, I take a deep breath of cool air and sigh. Holy fuck it's hot in there...I think absently as I wander down the hall toward the front desk. I hope they can get us some fresh fruit and pecans or something. I'm not sure many finger foods are going to hold up in there. When I make it to the front lobby, I'm streaming sweat. The temperature difference has just sent my body into overdrive as it tries to cool down and recover. My boots clack on the hard floor, some of the exaggeration in my steps still driving my hips to move suggestively in the tight skirt. Ugh...I'm going to need to change, I think. Something...more...breathable...
19:42:22
Standing at the counter to order my drink and snacks, my eyes are drawn to the screens behind the counter. My eyes narrow and I chuckle softly. Have we been up there this whole time?
I ask the woman behind the desk. She turns to look where I've gestured and shrugs. Oh...I cannot wait to see his face when he finds out! Do you mind sending a pitcher of juice, the fruit and nuts, some dark chocolate, and a pitcher of ice to the room? Please?
19:48:15
I change songs, deciding to do an embarrassing warm up song while your gone. I key it up and get up on the stage, shaking myself out while the music starts to pick up.
19:57:11
(Ashnod sees me banging my head violently in the screen just over the bar. The Miku's aren't singing, and they seem. . . nonplussed.)
20:00:30
The lobby is deserted. Maybe it's just early in the day still. I walk back toward the hall, decided to make a quick stop in the bathroom on my way. These boots need to go!
20:03:59
I open the door with a massive grin on my face. I've lost the boots and traded the skirt and top for a pair of lightweight shorts and a sports bra in similar colors.
20:08:26
Drinks and snacks will be here shortly, Love! Are you enjoying yourself?
As soon as the door closes behind me I'm coated in a light sheen of sweat. I pour a glass of water and take it down quickly before padding across the table in my stockings to land on the floor in front of you.
20:10:00
What do you think?
I do a quick spin, my hair lifting from my back, though not as far as it should due to the weight of the gem anchored to the end of my braid.
20:10:45
The song was most of the way done, I'm flushed red when you come in, and I stop singing entirely. I'm giving you a sheepish smile as you make your way across the table, though there is a tiny bit of thwarted ambition in it as I watch you make your way to me in more light weight breathable clothing, springing my own trap back against me. The Mikus behind me have eyes as wide as saucers, but return to neutral position quickly as soon as they realize you are looking at them. One of them gives you a subtle shhhh gesture.
20:12:37
I make my way way down the couch, sliding onto it to sit next to you and gratefully take a full glass of water.
20:13:56
"Anything fun happen in the lobby?"
20:14:05
My giggle at the Miku Bots is easily misunderstood as a giggle at the sheepish smile and deep flush on your face. You really should lose some of your clothing. It is far too warm in here for so much...modesty.
I tease, my hands pressing to your chest and my lips pressing below your jaw.
20:14:52
One arm coils around your waist and pulls you in to share some of my sweat and heat. It presses our sides together as I all but upend the glass into my mouth, some splashing onto my chest from my haste.
20:15:56
So. Promise you won't be mad?
20:16:07
Do I need to take the next turn? You're looking a little...
my lips move to your ear and I lick you overheated, Duck?
20:16:27
your question catches me off guard and I raise an eyebrow at you. I'll try?
20:16:55
My arm tightens against you, spinning you to face away from me as we curl up against eachother on the couch. I lean forward over you, pressing my mouth against yours in a hungry kiss, my tongue still cold from the ice water, but my arm stretches along the wall, knocking a small red hard that didn't fit with the rest of the decor to the floor and exposing a thermostat.
20:18:04
My finger mashes the down arrow a few dozen times.
20:18:33
My face looks shocked for maybe half a second before I start laughing. I laugh so hard that I have to work to catch my breath and wipe tears from my eyes. Were you trying to kill us?!? Gods...I thought it was hot in here!
I continue to laugh, leaning against your chest and kissing you again, my arms wrapping around your head to hold you close to me. The kiss muffles a small whimper of pain as the thorns in my hair dig into my back and your chest.
20:21:09
My hold on you loosens just a little bit when I feel the prick of the thorns. My kiss backs off and comes back in warm, shallow pecks against your mouth. Sweat drips from my brow onto yours, but the HVAC kicks on, blowing cool air into the room, making me sigh with relief.
20:22:37
Oh. Those work just like I thought they would. I hope you like them.
20:22:59
I'm still getting used to them. Sorry.
I mumble, leaning forward slightly and pulling my braid over my shoulder.
20:24:06
No, no, I'm glad you wear it, then you'll remember me when you get rolled onto your back.
20:24:46
Or embraced from behind...
I push my back against you again, tilting my head back for another deep kiss.
20:25:38
Sometimr after Ashnod left the Lobby, Isafael enteed, finding a seat st the bar to hang out
20:27:06
My hands close over your hips and pull you into me as I lower into a deep kiss, my head tilting slightly to offer you more of my tongue, the coolness of it melting in your mouth like an ice cube as it progressively gets messier, noisier and more teasing. I use the tip of my tongue to tease yours, trying to slide under and tickle, or to tickle the roof of your mouth. My hard sex presses against your tail bone as I lean in more and more to get a deeper kiss.
20:28:13
(Glad you're peeking in occasionally, nice to see you, always.)
20:29:56
The mall!! Christmas shopping!!
20:31:32
looks around for mall santa
20:32:15
(Hey Bran! Enjoy the amenities! There's imaginary drinks and food!)
20:32:19
Free food!!! I love this place
20:32:51
I smile at you around the kiss, my tongue parrying yours or trying to tease in the opposite direction, flicking under your tongue or against the roof of your mouth. Occasionally I withdraw far enough to bite your lips. My hands loop around you, drawing my torso taut and holding your lips to mine. I moan softly and roll my hips, intent on teasing your cock with my soft ass.
20:33:28
Several minutes of playing go by before I break away from you. Did we make our hour? Do I have to continue to behave?
My voice is playful. Do we need another song?
20:35:03
Hmmh. MMh. I think maybe a break from singing? *I grab the remote, and punch in a code. The lights go a dull red, and the music plays over the speakers. The Miku's start singing in Marvin Gaye's voice at the appropriate time.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6QZn9xiuOE
20:36:44
"Bran, did you get me a present?~
20:37:08
"You've been such a strong,
Good girl.
I tease, biting my bottom lip.
20:37:18
Of course i....did...
snags a present off of mall santa
20:37:54
looks with curiosity
20:39:31
I nearly choke on air at your words. Oh...is that how it is?
I lift the bottom of the sports bra and pull it high enough for my breasts to bounce free of the snug fabric. I twist in your lap and slide away from you, my butt slipping onto the edge of the table behind me. Once settled, I reach up with both hands and roughly grope my own breasts, a challenging look in my eyes.
20:40:40
I guess that means you're not interested in any of this?
20:41:36
Isafael opened the box
20:42:12
I sit up and lean back, at this point my pants have become a precarious tent, and I let my arms spread along the back of my couch, watching you reposition. My eyes smolder with a challenge of their own happy with your response to my provacation.
20:42:28
What is it..? I mean i hope you like it
20:42:37
I lean forward in my chair, not saying a word yet, but a low growl builds in my throat and one of my hands comes up to take you at the shoulder and pin you on your back on the table.
20:43:07
... id a...tungsten cube?
20:43:25
I lower my head and give you an open mouthed kiss just under your navel, my face tracing down, my chin pressed gently into the skin as I move. When I get to the band of your sheer shorts, I bite down, pinching the skin a bit.
20:43:52
(Put it in a sock and you've got a cosh!)
20:44:24
Did you get me something?
20:44:56
Ive been soooo good this year
20:45:05
My eyes go wide when the golden thorns press into my back again. Ah! Fuck!
I push up against your teeth, driving the small thorns deeper into my skin. You can hear them scratch against the glass, too.
20:45:46
Oh. . . here, let me help you sit up.
I say with a low, grumbling laugh you can feel against your belly, My teeth move down, and your shorts, and accompanying pink lace panties slide over your hips and down. My weight comes off your shoulder, freeing you to sit up.
20:47:26
My legs wrap around your back and I snarl, trying to rock back up onto my butt. One hand goes to your hair and the other reaches under your arm to your back, aiming for your hip, but not quite able to reach. Yet.
20:47:46
Oh, that has to feel
much cooler, doesn't it love?
I use my fingers to drag the cloth down your legs to the floor. I turn my head and kiss the center of your inner thigh, finishing with a small bite, my eyes shining as I look up at you.
20:48:50
(
At this point the Miku's reach up to cover their eyes with their robot hands and keep dancing)
20:51:12
Instead, I change course, clinging to your back with that hand and holding your hair firmly in the other. I gasp at your bite and then snarl again. So you want to bite, do you?
I pull roughly on your hair, tilting your face toward the ceiling before I lean over and press my breast to you face. I want you to bite me here.
20:51:27
My jaw opens and closes, the pressure and heat of my mouth sliding over your aereola, not followed by teath until I hit the very peak of your breast. It's sharp, but measured, designed to shock. My lips lock around the skin there soothingly afterwards and my tongue flattens over the top of the nipple.
20:53:30
My hands climb up your back by the fingertips, advancing until they come into contact with the lower hem of your shirt.
20:54:09
My breath is explosive against your chest, your ferocity pulling at my own, sending my body into a spiral of arousal, and defiance.
20:54:56
Nnng...mmm...That's nice...
I gasp and then purr, my whole body sliding closer to you on the table and my legs tightening around your sides. Again?
I bite my lip and whimper.
20:57:40
My eyes climb to yours, and you feel me pull up on your shirt as I stand up, slipping it over your head and tossing it onto the couch behind me. "No."
I say flatly.
20:58:28
My hands come down and close over your wrists like a vice, and I bend forward into you, my heavy body looking to pin you to the table, but not with my weight, I want the braid to act as a goad to keep your back arched.
20:59:20
My eyes narrow at your refusal, Duck...
and then go wide. I whine a little as I realize your intent. I do as you're hoping...arching my back, but I push hard off the table, aiming for your collar bone with my bared teeth.
21:02:16
My entire body hardens into rigidity at the attack from your mouth, expected, but always ferocious. My entire core shudders between your legs, and my grip on your hands begins to falter slightly Agh, bad!
21:03:59
I bite you hard, my teeth pulling your skin but refusing to let go. Mmm...ff...ngg...nnoo...nii...sss
21:03:59
I writhe in your embrace, your teeth pulling a pained grunt out of my throat and I struggle vainly not to fall on top of you. I have to let go of your wrists, to put my palms on the table top to keep myself suspended.
21:04:58
I see the date is going quite well~
21:07:08
(Hey! Thanks for stopping by, and right now I'm getting gnawed on! Send Animal Control!)
21:07:38
As soon as you release my hands, I brace them on the table. I push hard with all my weight, letting go of your collar bone and grunting. While you're off balance, I try to throw us off the table, hoping to land on top of you on the bench, but equally happy with landing on top of you on the floor.
21:08:00
(Those poor boys don't stand any better chance.
I grin mischieviously.)
21:08:50
I straighten, taking your weight, and letting us slide onto the couch, I bring one arm around your back to hold you tight to me so we don't come loose in the fall. We hit the firm cushions heavily with you straddling my hips.
21:09:10
"The biting. So hot."
I pant almost directly into your face as we settle.
21:09:48
I grin at you, my body already beginning to move against you. Mmm...you feel so good...why the hell are you still wearing so much clothing?!?
21:10:08
I reach down, my nimble fingers opening my fly, making enough room for the act with my arm under your thigh. My pants are so tight at the crotch that it's physically painful, and I can't take anymore. My fly slides downward, and I spring into open air. Seven inches, circumsized, and almost cherry red at the tip from all the abuse.
21:11:52
Fah. . haah. . Ouch, it's like high school down there. . . hmmm. . .
21:12:30
(Hello Aimee, thanks for stopping in!)
21:12:54
My hips grind against you greedily as my eyes survey you for another place to...kiss...my face moves toward yours, but slides past, my teeth sinking into the tender spot behind your ear. At the same time, I feel you come free from your pants and I tilt my hips, thrusting down and burying you to the hilt inside my folds.
21:13:20
Fuck. Michael...gods...you feel incredible.
I continue to move slowly up and down in your lap, moaning loudly against your neck where I'm still biting you.
21:14:43
My head tilts back when your teeth sink into the soft spot behind my ear. My hips shudder before they thrust upwards from the provacation, meeting yours halfway down until we thud together with force, me buried inside you in a single movement that makes my head loll foreward to rest on your shoulder. My arms encircle you, squeezing your tight against my body to keep you still long enough for me to get under control.
21:15:57
"You're going to pay for that."
I huff against your chest, my forehead resting heavily against your shoulder.
21:16:23
Mmm...such sweet promises,
I whisper, my lips moving against your ear.
21:17:20
You feel my lower body clench underneath you and we rise from the couch and come back forward. I thunk you down on the table, one hand swishing your braid out of the way before you go flat against the glass. My other hand takes one of your ankles in a firm grip and slowly muscles it off my hip as i withdraw from inside you, my eyes locked on yours.
21:18:17
Girls who bite have to wait.
21:18:26
My face is a mask of faux seriousness, I bring your ankle up to my shoulder and begin to bend down over you on the table, not into missionary, but lower.
21:19:08
Defiance burns in my eyes as you withdraw from me. I fight you the entire way, trying to keep my legs wrapped tightly around you. As my struggling fails, I reach out for you, my hands grasping your upper thighs.
21:22:18
I don't want to wait anymore!
I pout, the defiance ruining the attempt to be intentionally cute.
21:22:57
I slide my face down your leg like a fireman at a pole, following it straight down until i'm kneeling at the edge of the table, my breath washing over your clit. My free hand takes your hand on my hip and pins it to your tummy, right below the navel.
21:24:12
"Should have been nice!"
I say like that would have mattered at all.
21:24:27
My mouth comes forward, and scoops your clit and the surrounding soft flesh into my mouth, my tongue flattening under it and dragging beneath it like a bow at a violin string.
21:25:06
I was being nice.
I whimper and my hips buck off the table toward you.
21:25:08
My ankle in your hand slides over your shoulder, no longer fighting to get away, but changing direction to wrap around your head. I writhe on the table, only half interested in breaking free at this point. I'm just trying to keep you distracted. Mmmm...I WAS being nice.
You can see me grin, as I look down at you between my legs. Ooh...fuck...that's...that's so nice...
21:28:51
I'm...going...to owe...mmm...hnn...
21:29:11
"...'biting is so hot!' ... not even two minutes later 'ohmigosh she's biting me~'.... make up your mind, Micheal!"
21:29:24
Alyce indignantly complains at the tv screen
21:30:03
(
giggles Right?!? Am I a good girl or not, damn it?!?)
21:30:32
I lean down into my meal, your hands, and control forgotten against the soft press of your thigh on my face. My tongue is slow, firm, and deliberate. My mouth sealing and pressing in and out, massaging your clit as my tongue intermittently slides along the edges, rarely making contact over the top directly. It's plodding, like a cow might chew cud, designed to feel good, to make you feel pleasure, but just short of driving your orgasm forward. It's a tease, and you can see it in my eyes as I look up at you over the curve of your breasts.
21:31:54
MMh. . hmmh. . . squelch. . . slurp
21:32:08
(no...wait...I know the answer to that question...The actual question is...does he REALLY want me to be a good girl?)
21:32:10
(It's admittedly 5d chess strategery that I couldn't possibly explain.)
21:33:48
Mmm...please...that's...enough...
I laugh and roll away from you on the table. At the end, I drop off to my knees before pressing off the floor to my feet. And here I was offering you all of me.
I smirk and wiggle from side to side. One hand slips to my thighs and disappears between them. Now...how to make you sorry you denied me.
I shudder at the words, hunger washing over my features.
21:38:23
Alyce bites Dani's ears, leaving teeth marks on either side of each
21:38:46
My free hand comes up to my chest and rolls my nipple between my fingertips while I consider you carefully.
21:39:12
(It's a distraction tactic, trying to figure out which one you react to more!! Devilish work...)
21:39:18
I turn towards you, still on one knee, my chin and the area around my mouth slightly glistening with your excitement. My face is ruddy from the effort of our little wrestling match, and palpable arousal. I wipe my face with the back of one hand, my eyes calculating.
21:40:43
"Oh, dear, you plan to punish me?"
21:40:57
My eyes shift to the glass table, and narrow before I rise off the floor smoothly, coming towards you, raising to my full height, and straightening out my shoulders until I loom over you like a building on my approach.
21:41:53
(Hello everyone who's stopping by! We appreciate the company!)
21:43:07
Truce?
I giggle. Oh yes...truce...like last time...
I bite my lip and tilt my head, stepping toward you eagerly.
21:43:39
My hand slides around your back, and you feel your braid go taut in my hand. You see me wince when the thorns of my own design dig into the calluses of my hand.
21:44:16
(Hello HM! And Alyce! And everyone else who might be there!)
21:44:20
They do work...ah! Exactly...as...expected.
I laugh, struggling against your hold in my hair.
21:45:10
I gingerly hold your body against mine, turning toward the table, one hand on your hip, the other tight around the braid in your hair.
21:45:46
I press against you, stepping nearly on top of you as you turn us around. My hands come to your cock and I wrap both hands around you firmly, twisting and pushing down your length while we move together.
21:47:03
My breath catches in my throat as you wrap your hands around my sex. You could take my pulse through it, I'm so sensitive, My breathing remains calm though, completely focused on moving you without hurting you. Using my hand on my hip I turn you toward the table, using your hair to keep you slightly arched and tight. My hand on your body is affectionate, warm, gentle as it guides you. The hand in your hair is inexorable, a constant source of pressure keeping your body tight as I press you forward to lay on your belly against the glass.
21:48:09
You. . . really, never stop, do you?
21:48:21
(Good to see you HM! Heard a lot of great things!)
21:48:41
Am I supposed to? You won't just GIVE me what I want...so I have to take it.
My breath is coming fast as I concentrate on following your lead while still provoking you. The glass is cool on my hot skin and moan softly as you sandwich me against it.
21:50:13
[Who has lied about me?!]
21:50:24
(HM, sweetheart...Are you enjoying yourself?
blows you a kiss)
21:52:13
My chest comes down on your back, and my lips take the soft spot just behind your ear, a slightly kinder mirror of what you did to me moments ago. My hips press into your ass and lower until the tip of my member slides down between your legs and presses against your folds. Your hair tightens, pulling your face off the glass as I roll forward, my cock sliding inside you, your spine pulled back so that the bottom of me slides over your anterior internal wall until I feel the head of me squish into that bundle of squishiness just before your cervix.
21:52:16
[Heard he's a femboy, right?
21:52:22
Is. . ohfuck. Is this, what you wanted?
21:52:37
The tough guy rp starts to melt away in the wake of full entry, and you feel me twitch inside.
21:52:56
[Wish I could, but it's nearly 12 am, and I'm still 20 pages lacking for tomorrow, with a half built bookcase needing to be finished in my living room...]
21:53:41
(I might have heard something like that.)
21:54:03
(But I'm sad you're so busy HM. Good luck and I hope it calms down after the holidays.)
21:54:26
[We don't have the holidays here...]
21:54:49
(Thats a violation of human rights or something.)
21:55:13
[I have a week off in 2 weeks, then back to Uni...]
21:55:33
[I'm afraid I'm not in the western euro-sphere...]
21:55:54
(Maybe you'll get their high holy days? You can not eat with them!)
21:56:27
(Though the dinners have to be amazing.)
21:56:34
[I'm afraid I am confused...]
21:57:45
(Oh, when you said outside the western sphere I figured middle east, possibly asia.)
21:58:10
(Either way, I wish you the best, and welcome Markus, thanks for stopping by.)
21:58:29
(😊Happy to come by)
21:58:54
[Thanks, My friend]
21:59:03
Pressed to the table, I tremble in anticipation. The tease of your tip against me makes me whimper, the sound quickly becoming a sharp cry of protest as you pull on my hair and push inside me. Mmmhmmm...
I try to push back against you, rolling my hips to cause more friction against that sweet spot. Fuck...you...know damned...well...it is...
I moan. Your hand in my hair makes my muscles shake with tension. I have enough leverage to continue rolling my hips, though, so I don't fight you for my freedom. Instead, I fight for control of the way you move inside me. Going slow and pausing every time you strike home against that cluster of nerves.
21:59:13
(Thirty minute intermission!)
21:59:48
(HM! You sound like me! A half built dresser and all kinds of other things I should be doing...but...procrastinating. None of my tasks are due tomorrow. Sorry you're so stressed.
hugs)
22:01:08
(waves at Markus)
22:01:52
(
waves back and smiles at Ash)
22:02:45
(time for more coffee!!! I've been too distracted to realize that my mug was empty...holy crap!)
22:04:18
(Ash the player and Ash the character both might have a caffeine problem...
shrugs)
22:05:05
(🤭I can relate i have a crippling Dr pepper addiction)
22:05:38
(When your only source of caffeine is soda, that happens. Its... also the only way Alyce fends off
crippling migraines =~÷)
22:06:35
(its not my fault dr pepper is too damn good)
22:07:10
(Alyce is partial to Roy Rodgers, gotta make it sweeter~)
22:07:40
(well Alyce youre a cutie😊)
22:08:33
(Alyce is aware, but thank you.)
22:08:47
(Alyce is adorable and she knows it! Which only compounds how adorable she is!)
22:09:43
(While i myself have a serious self confidence problem😜)
22:11:33
(No need for that here...You're just new. You'll find plenty of playmates who see how adorable you are!)
22:12:54
(HEY!!! im not adorable...... Im strong..)
22:13:24
(Adorable.
My lips curl into a grin.)
22:14:27
(ughhh.... not adorable
i pout
22:15:12
This mall is huge
22:16:40
I dont wanna upset anyone but the santa in this mall.....totally a fake and he smelled like bourbon
22:17:22
Did you sit on his lap?
22:18:07
(Bran...is naked Santa giving you grief again?)
22:18:09
(Hello, LonelyBoy! How are you, Love?)
22:18:33
(Maybe. I think he likes me)
22:18:56
(I haven't yet! I need to do that! Bran, you'll take me to see him for a photo, won't you?)
22:19:07
(I dont think you would want that...he asks all the ladys to touch his candy cane)
22:19:46
(i am fine, enjoying It)
22:20:21
(Is that why so many people left with 'eggnog' on their face?)
22:20:27
(You are a clever one 🤣)
22:20:43
(
Reconsiders my love of eggnog)
22:20:57
(We will be starting again soon. Just needed a dinner break. Or...coffee break. Whatever.)
22:21:08
(Sorry for my intrusion it is a personal goal to make 5 ppl laugh daily,
goes back into invisible mode)
22:21:45
(
Gives Bran a 'Good Dude' sticker on the way out.)
22:22:23
(Something something why do they call it
pound 'cake'?)
22:23:01
(I wonder if he counts repeat customers...
giggles Personally, I think he's underselling his ability.)
22:24:13
My hand on your hair loosens by degrees, my grip softening, as you head is able to come forward. I keep your rythm, presuming if you are pushing for it, it must be doing something for you. It's doing something for me too.
22:37:28
Fngh. . . ah god. Hmmmmmh, you feel amazing. Hngh. . you look amazing. . .
22:40:52
I do what all men do when they have sex with a beautiful woman, think about doing literally anything else. It's a challenge, basically insurmountable. I don't want to think about the curve of your slender back to your rocking shoulders. I don't want to think about the small vibrations through your shapely ass as we collide in these slow, agonizing thrusts. I don't want to think about the feel of your opening, gently kissing me on the way in, the slight ridge of your g-spot, giving way to the slick, downward slope of your vaginal wall, the slight upward climb into the bundle of soft nerves that abuts your cervix that feels like it's licking me every time I touch it. I especially don't want to think about the face that letting yoru hair go has allowed you to bend forward, bending your insides downwards so that the top of my head drags against the soft tissue of your posterior wall with increasing friction every time I thrust. My whole body shudders against the pleasure as I try to remember my old geometry teacher Ms Tomill, but her face won't come to me, so I have to concentrate on moveing, slow deep and hard, gritting my teeth against the press of you around and underneath me.
22:44:57
When you've given me enough slack, I turn my head against the glass and I gaze up at you with half closed eyes. Michael...mmm....right...gods...there...
I moan loudly and my breath steams across the table.
22:48:23
Without your hold on my braid, I can move a little easier. There's no additional strain as I continue to keep our pace. Each thrust makes me moan, and each moan spreads more of my breath across the glass. My hips move with deliberate slowness but I find it harder to get the contact that I crave from this position. Carefully, I push back against you. I need...
I mewl and draw a shuddering breath. need...to change...this...
I push up on the table with me arms but still cannot get the angle that I want.
22:56:07
I move forward, pulling myself off of you for long enough to roll on the glass. As I come onto my back, I hook my feet behind you and pull you back toward me, my slick folds offering no resistance to your reentry. Mmm....fuck!
I shudder...something about THAT sensation never gets old. When you strike home, I roll my hips, a purr becoming a loud moan as you finally hit that place again. There...like...that...
22:58:30
(foxy make you mad? or just a gentleman of particular tastes?)
22:59:19
When you break away from me, I'm all but in the zone. My muscles standing out against my skin as my body clenches in an effort to ease the need to go fast and hard. My eyes were distant and my soft smile wiped off my face, replaced with something more serious as I'm lost in the cavern of my own brain trying to keep it together.
23:00:38
Hmmmh.
I groan when you slide off of me, placing one hand on the table and bending over. Your legs find no resistance and I settle on top of you gladly in missionary. My body soft, but heavy as I let go of the tension I'm holding. I come on top of you like weighted blanket, for a moment just letting myself sink into the softness you present.
23:02:12
Aaaaaah. . . I'm going to need you to. . . . gimme your arms love.
23:02:44
My eyes harden into something less serious and more playful, calculating.
23:02:59
My eyes narrow calculatingly before I nod my head Mmmhmm...like...like this?
I squeeze your butt and then offer you both of my hands, not quite close enough for you to grasp them with one hand without effort.
23:05:30
"Oh he' definitely one of particular tastes. But Alyce prefers to call Foxy a
loser of 'particular
tastes'...nihihi!"
23:05:38
(
giggles I have never met him before. I try to refrain from...pet names...until I know the man. But that's very cute! Like everything else Alyce does.)
23:07:00
I take your your arms, just above the elbow, one in each hand and pull you back against me. My hands are large enough that the tips of my fingers touch my thumb around your slender arm. The muscles of my chest and stomach clench with the effort of straightening my back out so I can sit up, bending you slightly forward in a half sit up, with enough tension to keep your opening pressed tightly against the ring of blonde pubic hair around my base. My ass clenches, and my hips rock, back and then forward, the tension in your body keeping you steady, then adding force when I move forward. Your forward bend causes my length to drag upward inside you, punching you just short of your cervix in something near violent if it wasn't so slowly executed. That doesn't hold true for long. The thrusts start slow, but the pace picks up with every one.
23:08:59
"Let me know. . . if it's too much."
23:09:14
Mmm...nnn...not...
My eyes roll in my head as your pace begins to pick up, each hard thrust sending a shiver up my spine and making it hard to concentrate. I no longer have any desire to go slow. My hips roll with each thrust the best I can manage and I moan regularly. Oh...please...fuck...ah!!! Ah!
23:12:35
is resisting cumming (49% chance of cum) => Resisted!
23:13:04
my face looks, for a few moments, almost like I'm in agony...I'm so close, but I just cannot get what I need for the release I desperately need. I let out a frustrated cry and bite my lip. Slow...slower, love...That's...too...
23:16:01
I need...
My voice shakes... please...slower...don't stop...just...slower
23:16:53
I let go of your arms, lowering you onto the table, my hands sliding your braid off to the side. One elbow hits the table just next to your ear, and I settle against you. My other hand reaches for your right leg. I slowly pull it up my side until it's just over my right shoulder, spreading you open underneath me and angling you up. The entire time I'm stoking the fire with controlled deep thrusts that slow down as you request. Once I have you set I press my lips to yours and roll my hips greedily, looking for friction. I'm already close, you can hear it in my breathing, you can feel it in the tautness of the muscles across my abdomen and in the trembling of my ass under the calf of your free leg. "Oh -okay. Okay slow. Hmmh Like this love?"
23:19:52
My voice makes a whining sound that cracks as you slow down. You can feel my body respond with more intensity to the slower pace, but my hips are greedily trying to get back to the faster thrusting. I whimper and nod at you. Yee...yes...gods...yes!
23:22:45
My other leg comes up, my knee settling against your side, my toes pressed into your butt to help hold it up.
23:24:44
My hips angled upward like this, every thrust drags across my most sensitive place and I find myself quickly losing the ability to think at all. I need release, I need you pressed deep inside me so that I can find it. Please...please lover...fuck...
I arch on the table as I thrust against you, increasing the pressure behind your friction.
23:27:51
Foxy would love that Alyce, I'll be yoinkin that
23:29:34
Haugh. . hoh fuck.
You're melting under me, and I feel the neediness in you spreading a warmth across my chest that makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. My forehead clunks down against the surface of the table hard next to your ear as my body restricts all functions to only those that involve my cock sliding in and out of you. I'm pressing heavily down onto your body. You can feel my torso relax in preparation for release even as my ass is hard as a brick and trembling as I try to restrain myself from that one greedy thrust that will send me over the edge.
23:30:41
chose to resist cumming!
23:30:44
"I-i'm l-osing it. . .
My body shudders over top of yours, but I keep pressing into you, not wanting to break the pace now that I know you are so incredibly close. It's everything I have not to angle my hips slightly up, getting the greediest angle, to slide the tip of me against your inner wall in a finish that would fill you with a trembling member and my warmth. GGgh. . . . just. . just cum
23:32:20
Mmmhmm...
I whimper into you ear beside me. I wrap my arms around you and hold tightly to your neck. My nails dig into your shoulders as I approach the edge. Want...to...need...to...ah...oh...for...you!
I take a shuddering breath, realizing that I hadn't had any air for a few seconds. As I do, I feel you press into me just right and the air comes right back out of me in a sharp cry that draws out into a long, low moan.
23:35:18
As the first waves of release come over me, I contract around you, the knee at your side brings my foot up to the small of your back, forcing my hips to angle more sharply up. My arms clench around your neck. And I bury my face in the side of yours, small sounds of pleasure and hot breath pleading with you to not stop moving.
23:37:54
My head turns toward yours, my lips pressing hard against the side of your neck as I feel you tip over, you're insides getting warmer, and more wet as the first convulsion takes you. It's enough. I back off with my hips, and enter, this time with the greed I'd been restraining, dipping my hips and thrusting upwards into you until the tip of me, cherry red with sensitivity drags across the texture of your front wall, and completely ends me.
23:40:11
*The next dozen thrusts are animalistic, fast, hard as I go over the edge, and want to wring as much pleasure as I can from this final stretch. I feel your orgasm unfurling underneath me, and I enjoy every sound, every twitch of your body underneath me as my natural need for friction at the end drives me in increasing avarice, my entire member no longer sliding, but absolutely grinding against your internals as I sharpen the angle to increase the friction, every thrust ended with a near punch to your cervix until....
23:41:59
C-cumminnnnnnnnnnng~💕🫠
23:42:45
[Bookcase is done, and I left myself 4 pages to read tomorrow...]
23:43:19
(Good luck on your quest to have memory of written things after AI makes us all dumb)
23:43:58
The harder, wilder thrusts draw out my own orgasm into painful sensitivity. The electric pulse of your release making me cry out again as my insides clench hard around you.
23:44:27
[Brain's pronouns currently are mashed/potato]
23:44:33
As your movements slow and stop, I find myself trying to catch my breath. Fucking...gods...so...incredible.
My lips press against your cheek. I don't kiss you, just sit there, breathing hard against your skin for a few moments.
23:45:44
(Welcome back! And yay for being mostly done with all the things!)
23:47:14
I don't move, trying to keep absolutely still inside you. My head turns the rest of the way until my nose pokes you just under the jaw and I close my mouth, just breathing in the scent of your skin and hair as I try to recover. I do kiss you, many times. Once every few seconds as the secondary convulsions wash over my back and make me tremble, and my member throb inside you even as it softens, too sensitive to remove for a moment. I can feel the mess we made running down my thigh, but for the moment, I don't care. Steam rises from our bodies, and i realize it's got to be maybe 60 degrees in here. . . an over compensation on my part.
23:48:21
O-okay. . . new truce. . . or do you need me to put you down again.
Weak laugh.
23:48:44
Mmm...maybe...maybe again in a minute.
I giggle. I wince when you throb inside me, my sensitivity making each small movement feel like another hard thrust against my insides.
23:50:45
I cling to you, shaking. So...how long is this truce?
I ask playfully, my lips coming down and kissing your forehead.
23:51:46
I intentionally shift inside you, wiggling into our hold to let you know I'm serious. That doesn't come across very well because it makes me groan loudly and close my eyes tight when you kiss me on the forehead.
23:52:30
L-like. . . at least ten minutes. . . where is that coffee. . . it's cold in here.
23:52:51
I laugh, which only makes all the sensations stronger, my walls clenching hard around you with each sound. It's...
one hand flops above my head. That way. I think. It...it is cold in here...
23:54:01
I eye you with all your clothes still mostly on and pout. Let me have your shirt, Duck. It's too cold!
23:54:37
/remove my shirt
23:55:32
I grudgingly pull back my hips, and slide out of you, my member freed of your folds and in the cold air. You immediately start leaking a mix of our sex onto the glass top, and I briefly wonder how much the cleaning staff gets paid. "Here you are, beautiful."
I reach down and peel my shirt off. It's still slightly damp from the time we spent in the heat, but it carries my warmth. I toss the shirt at your face with a smile and slump onto the couch. Sliding over until I can get the thermostat set to 68 like a normal person.
23:58:06
/takeoff my pants
23:58:52
/remove my pants
23:59:01
- slide my pants down my legs and kick them to the floor, not wanting to stain them with the remnants of our activities. My underwear soon follows.*
23:59:34
/remove my panties
23:59:41
Thank you!
I quickly pull the shirt over my head and carefully pull my braid through so it doesn't snag. That's a little better.
I climb from the table and come to curl up against you, shivering slightly.
00:00:20
With shaking hands, I lean over and grab the coffee that is still far warmer than it has any business being. I take a quick swig and then offer it to you, a grin on my face.
00:01:17
[Yeah... syill more than 30 pages left f9r sunday...]
00:02:35
I wrap an arm around you and gratefully accept the giant mug of coffee, taking a swig that warms me up considerably. "How about a duet? I think the Miku's are going to be sad if we don't at least sing one together."
00:03:14
(What are you reading, Love? I assume it's not something one would ordinarily read for pleasure?)
00:03:33
["After Hegemony" by Kohane for sundsy. And a few memoirs and corrospendences for monday]
00:05:03
I laugh and then you see something spark in my eyes. Oh...oh no...
I mumble. Um...where's the controls for this room? You...we...just broadcast all of that...
I flush ALL of that...
00:05:03
[Imma head to bed, have fun!!]
00:06:12
After a few moments I shrug. I mean...it's nothing new for me...but the singing...oh...gods...I can't sing!
I laugh again, holding tight to you for balance.
00:06:35
(Night, Love! Thanks for stopping by. See you soon!)
00:07:17
Oh no! If. . if everybody in the lobby just watched us do THAT then the least you can do is sing a song with me on camera to help me feel better!
I'm laughing too, one arm thrown over your shoulder to stabalize you. "And you knew THIS WHOLE TIME!!!!!????
00:09:08
I can't help but break out into flustered laughter, looking around for the camera.
00:09:27
I reach for the tablet on the table and start looking through it in a frenzy, picking something quickly, laughing like a loon, I show you the screen. "Do you know this one? It's awesome!"
00:14:59
Since snacks...they must have realized we didn't need them anymore...
I'm laughing so hard I'm crying. Pick something good!
00:15:16
(It has a picture of Mokona playing air guitar)
00:15:18
I peek at the picture. Adorable! Let's try it!
00:15:52
I get up. . . still kind of wet at the waist, but now at least naked. I haven't found the camera, and I'm trembling from embarassment, but I make my way across to the small stage manfully, picking up a mike in one hand, and holding your hand in the other as I pose for the undetectable camera.
00:17:00
The Miku's in the back are standing in neutral position, but the wide glass eyes have seen things. Terrible, increidble things and your pretty sure they won't forget it.
00:17:39
I grab my own mike and give you a goofy grin. Ready?
My eyes look to the bots and I giggle.
00:19:25
'Sorry'
I mouth at them.
00:19:47
It's a pretty bouncy number, and I know it well. I keep up with it, but the drama is kicked up to 12. I'm gesturing with my hands like I'm in a Shakespearian play, turning to address invisible people in the audience. Behind me the two Miku's play air guitar and air drums their little glowing blue eyes shining with delight.
00:21:09
The song is not what I'm expecting...the voice far too low and the music slower than anticipated at first. I'm back to laughing and dancing poorly next to you almost immediately. Even when the giggles subside, I can't keep a straight face.
00:21:11
We get about half way through the song, and by that time I'm head banging on one knee crooning at full throated volume into the mike like I got paid a pretty penny just to be here. I'm doing everything I can not to think about the camera and just be myself.
00:22:56
(You get an eyeful on a large screen behind a reception desk. Michael is naked except a red corded choker around his neck and I'm standing with him, wearing what appears to be his shirt and my own choker and nothing else. We are singing and laughing like little nerds on the stage in our not so private karaoke room)
00:24:01
I don't spend too long hanging around, satiating my urge to say without saying "hello" despite not getting a room, nor singing myself, I leave my signature in the log book on my way out.
00:25:10
I fall around you, my arms holding your head to my chest as I drop to my knees next to you. Fuck...I really am terrible at this! It's fun...but...oh...I'm so sorry!
00:25:14
I kiss you tenderly and grin at you. We need to do things like this more often, Duck.
00:25:46
No! No! I had a great time! And by stuff like this?
I let the question drag out. My shoulders rise and fall with my breathing. I'm obviously excited, anxious maybe is a better word, but wildly happy about how things have gone so far.
00:26:51
Fun things. Exhibitionism...optional?
I tease.
00:27:46
Well I guess as long as it's optional?
00:28:11
(Hey Alex! Thanks for coming by!)
00:28:24
I flush slightly. It's...kind of one of my things...so, that more often too wouldn't hurt...but...if you're not comfortable?
00:30:21
I mean, it's likely something I can get used to. Maybe. Eventually.
00:32:45
Some day. I guess it's only going to get easier if we do it more.
00:33:10
It's not so different from your wrestling match?
00:33:23
I stick my tongue out at you.
00:33:32
I squeeze you with my arm, trying to release some of my anxiety and letting out a big breath. I help get us to our feet.
00:34:11
Honestly, singing in public makes me more nervous.
I work with you to get us both standing again. But I won't make you. Unless you go making a habit of it with other girls.
I fake a pout at you. Then it will be expected!
00:36:20
"What do you say I load up my equipment and we can get home, and maybe have something to eat, since obviously the staff doesn't want to disturb us."
00:38:58
I'm grateful that they had the common sense not to! Chinese?
00:39:39
Ah, I like that Idea, here let me call the hotel, and I'll have them send over the van.
I start looking at the wall, flipping the control switches back into neutral, eventually the camera behind the bar is switched off.
00:40:26
(Thanks for coming, all who made it. I'm sure we'll see you around soon.)
00:40:53
Ooh...Chinese in the whirlpool! Let's hurry home!
I grin at you, watching you turn everything off.
00:41:18
(Good night everyone! I hope you enjoyed yourselves!)
00:41:34
** Michael Thiesfield left the game (definitively). **
00:42:15
