¡M! - so we livin' life like a video. - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: ¡M! - so we livin' life like a video. (/showthread.php?tid=18108) |
||
- Barrett - 05-31-2011 [html]
<style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 06-02-2011 [html] Word Count→442—A bit scattered at first, but I think I managed to get out something readable. I assumed Barrett was on his back, looking up; I can change it if he's not! Maybe it was strange for the Marino woman to be caught so far away from the Manor, especially with the dull ache that remained in her now-healed knee, but she had regained an urge to explore the Dreamer land without second thought — her natural wanderlust had been subdued since the incident at Ol' Red. There was no real regret when it came down to it; she'd saved her precious niece from what would have been an awful incident, and though she'd suffered months with an inability to leave the confines of her home, it had been a worthwhile gesture. That time had passed, however, and she had gathered up her wild urges in order to explore again the territory she had almost forgotten. As she did every morning, she tidied the room shared with the hulking Jazper Knight, checking on each of their five children in turn; much to her distress, Sophia wasn't home, though she never expected anything else. Her chores finished, she moved slowly down the stairs and out into the fresh air. The trek across the Dreamer land was easy and pleasant, turquoise eyes searching the landmarks for interesting points of interest. Everything seemed in place, and the farther from the manor she traveled, the less members of her extended family were seen. By the time she had reached the landing sight, there was no one. Or so she assumed. Closer inspection, and a keen sense of smell, alerted her to a vaguely familiar scent. Sure, it'd been nearly two years since she'd first met the handsome hybrid who'd introduced her to what she'd managed to catch on the air, but she wouldn't deny that she'd partaken in it on her own since then. She didn't expect, however, that a member of her family — or one of the new members — had started the habit. Curiosity gaining the best of her, the Italian wolf followed the trail with a bit of difficulty, leaving the scene of the wreck itself in order to find the edge of the river. It was there, flopped back upon the greening grass, that she found the source — a young man, mottled pelt colored a brilliant shade of dark chocolate brown, gave the sky quite the contented look. One eyebrow rose, black lined lips twisting in an amused grin. "Has the sky done something good for you today?" She'd long since become fluent in the English language common to her new home, but the tinges of her native tongue still wrapped around the edges of each word as they entered the air. Behind her, the dual-tone tail she sported swayed absently in the air. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b { font-weight:normal;color:#EF8702; } </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-03-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 06-09-2011 [html] The Italian woman maintained her smile, turquoise eyes shimmering ever so slightly in the light. She knew well enough what the young man before her had been doing, and it was only proved further by the response given to her question. He rolled himself over and pushed himself from the ground before dusting the grass from his pants and offering a hand; Ghita accepted it with a firm shake, locking his name in the back of her mind for future reference. "Ghita. When did you get here, Barrett?" Her always-present Italian flare to words rolled the sentence off her tongue and into the air, her own greeting used as an attempt to learn more information about him. He certainly was a handsome thing, albeit a young one; somewhere in the back of her mind, she thought of her daughter, Sophia, and made a note to push the girl into socializing more with her pack members. Leaning forward ever so slightly, she took a deep breath of the air around him. Since the fiasco with Naniko d'Angelo and her niece, Cambria, Ghita had been staunchly against the use of certain narcotic substances that might reach her children or her sister's children, but this smoked thing was not one of them. Since her encounter with the oh-so-handsome Anselm, Ghita had found other ways to get her hands on it, without telling her sister. This encounter seemed a new, much easier outlet for the vice. "Do you have any more?" she murmured, raising one expressive eyebrow as her face came near the younger male's. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b { font-weight:normal;color:#EF8702; } </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-11-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 06-23-2011 [html] She had no way to know that the handsome man before her held ties to the handsome man of her past, the one met at the garage who introduced her to the unique scented herb in this young man's possession. Despite the lack of knowledge of such a thing, Barrett caused the woman's mind to harken back to such a time. Anselm had been little more than a comfortable acquaintance, but the few times spent in the company of the de le Poer were certainly pleasurable. More so than the present. He answered her first question without much hesitation, though his ears fell back as she leaned forward. Ghita found the act almost adorable, a bit innocent despite his age. Of course, it didn't last. As she asked about his stock, new colors entered his face, lighting them up with confusion and amusement all in the same fell swoop. Again, he wasn't shy in answering; he had a little more in the ruins of the plane, and a lot more at 'the garage'. Her head twisted subtly, her smile growing with the playful wink and subtle flirting. It was, of course, wrong of her to accept the tone and actions; her mate would certainly not have approved, but Jazper wasn't there and she had found their intimacy waning. At heart, Ghita Marino was a wild woman. Her head nodded affirmatively as he asked if she was interested. "Of course I am." One hand fell to rest on her hip while the other reached out to rest ever-so-gentle atop his shoulder, the sudden familiarity going unnoticed by the woman as she committed it. "You just lead the way, dolce come il miele." A wink graced her turquoise eyes. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b {color:#EF8702;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #1f1f1f;font-weight:700;font-size:12px;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-24-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 06-27-2011 [html] She was, for the most part, oblivious to the effect of her actions on the younger male; that didn't mean she wasn't vaguely hoping, of course. Sure, she had a mate. Sure, she had five children. Silvano had boosted his aunt's confidence with his complimenting words about her age, or lack thereof, and all the other factors were moot for the moment. Anyways, what was a little flirting? Nothing earth-shattering, just a bit of play. Guilt was tossed out the window for the time being. She had something she wanted in sight, and it was through her nonexistent wily charms that she would receive it. Surprise entered her field of emotions as he took her hand, leading her ever-so-carefully back to the ruins of the plane — it was even more surprising when, out of nowhere, she was spun on her feet and gracefully placed near a soft seat. A mirthful laugh escaped her jaws as she sat, turquoise eyes flickering with intrigue in the charming man. As he sat across from her, she leaned forward, resting on elbow on her knee in order to prop up her head; oh, how she felt young again, partaking in the more juvenile exploit of sneaking drugs behind her sister's back. The fun began promptly as Barrett lit one of the somewhat-familiar rolled bunches of the interesting plant. She watched as he placed it in his mouth, sucking on it long enough to create a subtle smolder before offering it to his older companion. Ghita grinned, placing it between her lips with a delicate gesture; the action brought back memories of another man, though certainly not one as young. "So you came here recently, hm? How are you liking Crimson Dreams, bel ragazzo?" Her body shifted to lean back slightly, eyes remaining fixed on him for a moment longer before passing back the smoldering joint. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b {color:#EF8702;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #1f1f1f;font-weight:400;font-size:11px;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-29-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-02-2011 [html] Totally a bad post in comparison to yours. VERY SMALL AMOUNT OF PP already approved by Zero. It didn't escape Ghita's ears that he spoke of Crimson Dreams in queer terms; Charming and beautiful, her pack lands? What a silly thought — how could land be charming? It took quite some time for her to realize that perhaps, just perhaps, Barrett was not commenting on the land at all. Could it have been that he spoke instead of his older female companion? Oh, that might have been it. That might have been it indeed. Her gentle, friendly grin transformed quite quickly, from something of vague innocence to a seductive twirl of the lips. Men were always fun, always amusing, always a source of entertainment regardless of age — the seeming wane in Jazper's affections as of late didn't help the current desire to wrap the handsome young Barrett up in a compromised web. And that was when the game began. Though she'd offered him the smouldering joint willingly, she pulled it back as he came near — a teasing match of marijuana cat-and-mouse that she knew she'd win in the end. Of course, that was because she wasn't truly a participant; she controlled the moment, as Barrett leaned as far as he could without leaving his seat, rising with a subtly whined mutter after a moment. Still, it was kept from his grasp, at least until he settled on her lap. Turquoise eyes twinkled slightly as she relented, offering the herbal distraction to the man while she planned her next move. It didn't take long before she shoved (yes, shoved) Barrett from her lap and onto the cot nearby. He fell onto the worn bed easily, followed by the Marino woman's curvier frame; she settled near his legs, letting her own fall to either side of the thin mattress. "I wouldn't say 'beautiful', dolcezza, but maybe molto bello." One eye closed in a playful wink as her upper body leaned forward to allow her elbows to rest on the cot; all the while, their shared joint dangled from her black-lined lips lazily. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b {color:#EF8702;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #1f1f1f;font-weight:700;font-size:12px;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-05-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-13-2011 [html] OOC: This is...bad. >.> Sorry. n.n; Her amusement about the who situation couldn't be contained, and it flooded her features with a cheerful glow as he licked the underside of her chin. Surprisingly, thoughts of Jazper came to the front — she doubted that Jazper would ever offer submission to the Marino woman like Barrett did. That was as far as it went; as soon as she compared the two, the murky features of her forgotten-for-the-moment mate disappeared back into the recesses of her mind. There was no reason to ruin the moment when she was already wound up, after all, and she didn't want to stop and think of the repercussions just yet. A familiar heat rose between her thighs as she leaned more comfortably over the younger man, arm pressed firmly between his legs to ensure she kept her balance. As Barrett's nose moved farther along her neck, a wanting sigh escaped her, her fingers taking the smouldering joint from her lips to offer her more freedom. Her nose bumped against his cheek gently, nuzzling against him as her body moved — pushing against his hands with her hips, she made to straddle his waist, settling her weight carefully on top of the bulge in his pants. A shiver rolled down her spine as the idea of sex with him entered her mind; with all the eagerness of a free woman, her hand found the bulge and offered it a teasing squeeze (albeit a careful one, since she didn't want to ruin the moment) as her tongue darted out to lick his nose. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b {color:#EF8702;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #1f1f1f;font-weight:700;font-size:12px;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-16-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-23-2011 [html] >.> Bad post? PP with the shifting positions and taking his hand............and probably some other stuff. His movements evoked an excited gasp of air from the elder female, sandy tail swaying across his thighs. Turquoise eyes watched his face as she gave him a squeeze and a lick to the nose and she offered an almost childish giggle as he pleaded with her for their shared smouldering herb. Though she was easily distracted by the touch of his hands, she managed to remember the joint in her hand and placed it between his lips after a moment's drag. The smoke was held between her jaws for a long while before she exhaled the weed-tinged air into the fur of the young man's neck, her nose nuzzling against the tender flesh hidden beneath his multi-shaded brown fur. Her weight was shifted to one side as she rolled herself onto her back, using the momentum to change the positions of herself and the Patrician. With his body above her own, her arm found its way about his shoulders, fingers combing through the lazily unkempt fur she was quickly coming to adore — with the hand kept free, she reached for his own, bringing one padded finger to her lips to give a playful nip to the tip of it. <style> .greenearth-ext { width:450px;border:1px solid #FFFFFF;background-color:#FFFFFF;background-image:url(http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _table.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;-moz-border-radius-topleft:20px;-moz-border-radius-topright:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topleft:20px;-webkit-border-radius-topright:20px;border-radius-topleft:20px;border-radius-topright:20px;} .greenearth-int { padding:8px;padding-bottom:110px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;line-height:16px;color:#000000;text-align:justify; } .greenearth-int p { text-indent:25px;padding:5px 0px; } .greenearth-int b {color:#EF8702;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #1f1f1f;font-weight:700;font-size:12px;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-24-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-26-2011 [html] +3. Sorry...for the weirdness. >.>
His laughter sparked her own, and she allowed the sound to dance through the air around them before stifling it with a lick to his cheek. The whole thing was freeing, exciting, made more so by the known taboo of adultery within the pack. It wasn't that she had originally decided to do such a thing to Jazper, as she did love her mate, but with the effects of the drug and the years of being stable, the wild Marino had simply exploded from the life of a devoted woman. It wasn't in her nature to be tied down — she needed the rush once in a great while, and it just happened to be the handsome young wolf she found herself with who brought her the rush when she needed it most. While her hands explored his torso, her mind focused on his hands as they passed back the tail end of the joint for her to puff at and then set out on their own journey. Unlike her younger lover, she was forced to free a hand in order to finish off the smouldering joint. Without the extra leverage to keep her weight closer to his, she fell flat against the cot, hand wrapping itself up in the shaggy locks of the younger man's hair. With the haze of smoke to distract her, she lost track of where he was — color her surprised as the feel of his hands at work came back to her, first along the insides of her thighs and then in places more intimate. A lazy smile crossed her lips as his muzzle pressed against her cheek. Finding the miniscule remnants of the shared joint a hindrance, she tossed it away to return her hands to the exploration of his back and chest. Feminine fingers trailed along hidden musculature beneath the unkempt shag of dark fur, following a path toward his hips. Teasing fingers at the warmth between her thighs, one daring to venture inside, elicited a pleasant enough sound — she gave his cheek a lazy lick in return, as her hands worked to get the obnoxious cargo shorts the young man wore out of her way in order to better access what she wanted. Clawless fingers wrapped gently around the width of the member, padded hand offering subtle pressure as it slid along from top to bottom. A puff of hot air escaped her jaws as she buried her muzzle in the fur at Barrett's neck. "È bello avere ancora forte le mani su di me" The mumbled words were directed at no one, really, as her mind slipped away from the rest of the world, focusing wholly on the closeness between herself and the young wolf above her. .zero-ghita p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .zero-ghita b {color:#A9D6FC; font-family: verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .zero-ghita {font-family: 'palatino linotype',serif; font-size:13px; color:#FECBAF; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#080901; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/4We1R.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:170px 0px 10px 0px; border:none; width:500px; margin:0 auto;border:1px solid #000000;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-26-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-28-2011 [html] This is SO AWKWARD, and I am SO SORRY for being SO LAME. >.>
If anyone could lose themselves in a moment of passion, it was Ghita Marino. The world around them melted away, leaving only the touch of the dark young man above her, and she lost track of time as it continued around them. Hazy turquoise eyes focused solely on her lover, warmth of desire rising further into her body — as he explored, she found herself offering up soft whines of excitement, muscles trembling under his touch. Unwilling to seem like a greedy woman, she tried her best to return the gesture, hands eagerly handling his tool as he kicked off his worn cargo pants. He seemed to appreciate it — the thrust to her hands was an obvious enough indicator. She watched with lazy eyes as he moved away — well, not away, but down. Losing her grip on other things, her fingers found his hair again, combing through the shaggy locks as he went about his business. Unable to easily see what he was up to (and not bothering to care), she let her eyes closed and her muscles relax. Color her surprised to feel his tongue — well that was something different. Of course, the initial surprise of something different wasn't enough to rouse Ghita from her laying position — no, she returned to her previous comfort while wholly enjoying the young man's tactics. Fingers twisting locks of air around them, she gave the shaggy mop a gentle tug, a subtle tremble starting up in her legs as he continued. His tongue went back to the insides of her thighs before he returned to her level — the closeness of his body brought about a new level of excitement as she anticipated what she expected to be next, thighs spreading further in a display of eagerness. Sure enough, his hands came away, bracing his weight and helping guide what she'd been waiting for. A moany, groany, giggling sound escaped her, tongue darting out to lick his nose while her body shifted around momentarily on the cot to accommodate the new physical closeness comfortably. Hands rubbed at his neck gently before moving on to his shoulders and then to his back, claws digging ever so slightly into the skin there while she gave his cheek a playful nip. .zero-ghita p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .zero-ghita b {color:#A9D6FC; font-family: verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .zero-ghita {font-family: 'palatino linotype',serif; font-size:13px; color:#FECBAF; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#080901; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/4We1R.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:170px 0px 10px 0px; border:none; width:500px; margin:0 auto;border:1px solid #000000;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 08-02-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] |