The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

[Bluemage]

He sighed softly. He hadn't said she could go, and she had. What a naughty kitten she was. He looked at her for a moment and then picked up the control and dialed down the vibration quite a bit. He looked at her and let another soft sigh slip past his lips, "You almost held out long enough, my sweet little kitten, but as the great scholars say, close only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades." He smiled. The torture of dialing back on the device would be interesting. For a moment he had considered turning it to it's maximum level as a punishment for her, but had decided that would hardly do. If she hadn't been able to hold out against the onslaught of orgasm on the level they had been at, turning it up was only going to make it even more difficult. This was going to be more than just a punishment, because when it game to things like punishment, Mage wasn't interested in only doing one thing at a time.

His head leaned forward and he placed a soft kiss against her lips, "I'm sorry my sweet little kitten, but you didn't follow instructions. Now I know it isn't really your fault, after all, I've never asked you to stave off orgasm before. Lets try it again at a lower level and slowly work our way up, shall we?" He then let out a mock gasp, "Oh, but I seem to have forgotten...sill me. You'll need to be close to orgasm for us to practice again, won't you?" And with those words leaving his lips he quickly turned the device up beyond where it had been before when she had failed to hold it off, "Do tell me when you're close."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*His sight cut straight to her heart. She knew she had displeased her master and she hung her head in shame. She was so afraid when the vibration dimmed that he was going to say they were done that she nearly cried. Then he left it on, but very low- and at last spoke to her. Had he not called her his sweet kitten she might have still cried anyways.......though his smile helped soothe her. Still shaking from the force of her orgasm, adrenaline coursing through her, and feeling filled with dissapointment his kiss helped heal her a bit, so soft and gentle. His apology took her by surprise...it was her fault....but wait, he asiad it wasn't- she was quite confused.

As he spoke it started to make more sense, though slow and fuzzy as her brain was she missed his warning. Suddenly the sybian was humming beneath her. Once more she screamed and dropped flat onto it, intesnifying the vibrtaions. On all fours kneeling on the ground she rocked agaisnt the machine, her clit still tingling from her last orgasm she found that in no time at all she was building up to another orgasm quite quickly. The last thing she watned was to dissapoint him again she spoke up soon.*

Master.....close.....now....getting close....FUCK ME.....so fucking good.....thank you master.....oooooh thank you!

 

[Bluemage]

He smirked softly as she almost all at once seemed to collapse. He enjoyed the fact that he had the power to do this, even if it was with a plastic and rubber toy and not with part of his hot warm flesh. He knew that it was him who was doing this to her. He had heard her cry, and it hadn't been for the toy, it hadn't been for god, it hadn't even been a wordless cry for no one in particular. It had been a cry for him. A cry for him alone. A cry that he had enjoyed very much, and now while he was punishing her for not holding off on her release, he was rewarding her for that wonderful and beautiful cry that she had given him. The sound of her sweet voice struggling against the harsh cry of orgasmic bliss. It was always wonderful to hear her sweet voice crying out for orgasm, almost as sweet as it was to hear her innocent voice-

And then she did it. His sweet innocent little Slyvie started saying such dirty words again. He loved to hear that. When she wasn't like this she worked so hard to look sweet and innocent, but now that he had her, she couldn't help but scream out such dirty and wonderful words for him. It made him feel just as powerful as when he pushed her over the edge to orgasmic bliss. He felt like he had somehow turned her into something new, taken her away from her basic instincts to be sweet an innocent. He had made her into a sweet little sex kitten, his sweet little sex kitten. He smiled softly, and didn't let the joy of hearing her dirty words distract him for too long. It would be bad if she went hurdling over the edge because he had been too taken by her talking dirty for him.

He turned the device down slowly, making sure to keep the transition slow. There was no point in shocking her away from the edge. He wanted to keep her there for as long as possible, bring her to an orgasm that was more powerful for how long he had denied it to her. He smiled softly, "Hold off kitten...just a little longer. I promise it'll be worth it..." He smirked widely, "If you hold off for long enough I might even give you a special treat."

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

Barely able to focus Sylvie caught just enough of his emotions to know that she'd really pleased him by crying out, and then again by talking. Of course, knowing she did well just made matters for her worse. Out of reflex she clamped her thighs together trying to hold off her climax as her womb clenched at his pleasure. Sylvie adored nothing more so than knowing she'd pleased her master......and inadvertently she'd please him again. "Fuck, MAGE!" she yelled as the vibrating machine was pressed tighter to her most sensitve bits by her instinctive reacion. Thankfully at just that second he started to turn the machine down just a little, she gave a soft whimper- half in sadness, half in thanks.

It made not falling off the edge just a little easier- yet at the same time harder. The more gentle vibration soothed her throbing pussy- yet didn't relent, keeping her pinned in a cage of pleasure. Every time she squirmed it increased her sensations, but in a way that drove her a little higher, not towarsd the edge.

At her Masters words she looked up and into his eyes, those deep smoldering emerald eyes of his, the sight of which almost sent her over. SHe was thrilled to know that she was still pleasing him though she was the one getting off. Her heart swelled in her chest as he called her kitten- all his pet names did that....but he wanted her to hold on still. Though the prospect of a specail treat was certainly worth it. Wanting to earn it she nodded, and had to swallow before she could say "Yes Master" adn then she sat up a bit and began moving once more, slowly humping the machine, ridding it to increase her pleasure. She bit down on her lip, her nails dug into the cover and she kept her gaze glued to that of her masters, her face contorting in utmost enjoyment as small noises kept slipping out from her parted lips.

 

[Bluemage]

His smile remained painted on his lips as he watched the girl who was obviously so close to the beautiful edge of orgasm but was being told to hold on and was amazingly doing just that. He had been certain that her struggle would end with another startled cry, and more words of apology as she tried to tell him that she really hadn't meant to be hurled over the edge to a land of blinding pleasure. He had been expecting it, but he really hadn't been hoping for it. He had been hoping that this would last a little bit longer than that...and indeed it had. She had managed to hold on, whether it be though biting his tongue to bring herself back from the precipice, or whether it was simply through sheer willpower. He smiled softly. Whatever it was that she had done, it had worked. What a cunning little kitten she was.

He had considered moving forward to take her ear between his teeth as he so often did, but had decided that things would be more interesting if he chose not to do that this time. His burning emerald green eyes stared into hers, watching her every reaction. He knew that as she was, she'd probably be able to hold off a little bit longer, and the sensation would probably be better for having held off, but there were always tricks to that, and he knew that if he waited too long to give her permission it wouldn't be helpful.

"I want to see your face contort in the agony of pleasure as you are thrust into your orgasm, my kitten. I want to hear your strangled cry as pleasure rakes your body. I want to watch what your body does as your pushed through this intense orgasm..." He smiled as he imagined all of that and then her body a heap over the machine, hoarse whispers of the words 'thank you' slipping past her lips as the machine continued to buzz away at her sopping and abused cunt. He smiled softly and quickly flipped the vibration control up again, "Cum for me, kitten."

 

[Xirena]

Merry Christmas Freak and Dee!

Love you guys and hope you have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year!

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sad and lonely Sylvie slipped through the door opening. This evening she was dressed in a flowing black dress, gothic in style with a corsetted square necked top, showing off her collar, and long trailing sleeves. She headed to the fire and put a spark to the fire already made, that way it would warm the room. That way at least something would be warm. Syvlie felt cold all the way through. It had been so long since she'd seen Mage.....she wondered if he was ok. Reaching in her bag she pulled out her favorite stand-by distraction novel, Wicked, yet even its pages couldn't hold her attentions. Setting it aside she curled up on the couch and simply stared into the fire, watching it crackle and pop*

 

[Bluemage]

*Rather than making some large entrance with fire and smoke, Mage had decided on something much more silent and subtle, and knew that he was going to have to act quickly once he appeared as she was going to pick up his smell rather quickly with that talented nose of hers. He appeared behind the couch, wearing a dark button up shirt, the repeating pattern seeming to be faded into the lengths of the sleeves, and matching black slacks, the pattern running down the legs in the same barely visible fashion. He brought his hand over in front of her and then let a small box fall from his fingers, dangling in front of her face by the edge of a ribbon that was tied around it. His eyes watched her as closely as they could from behind her and with the couch between them.*

I realize that this is a day late.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Lost in thought, feeling down on herself Sylvie didn't notice the scent of Mage as air was displaced with his entrance. Or if she did she put it down to missing him, and her mind playing tricks on her. Suddenly there was a box dangling in front of her by a small bit of ribbon. Acting on instinct she brough one hand up to bat at it, making it sway gently back and forth before the words even sunk in. And then the voice and scent hit her all at once.*

MAGE!

*Sylvie shrilled as in a move only a cat could pull of she leapt straight up from the couch, and twisted in mid-air to leap over the back of the couch, arms flung out to catch about his neck her legs clenching about his waist. Instantly she was purring, her face burried in his neck to inhaile his scent, nuzzling him for all she was worth*

 

[Bluemage]

*he smirked softly the hand that wasn't holding the small box wrapping around her waist and pulling her close to him. He chuckled a little bit at the reaction that he was getting.*

Wow, you haven't even opened it yet.

*he chuckled again, knowing that the gift wasn't what she had been excited about, but instead she had been missing him as he had been absent for the last little while. He nuzzled against her a little as well.*

I missed you, kitten.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*In a rather bold move Sylvie leans back and captures Mage's lips with her own, pressing herself to him hard and passionately, letting her kiss say what words cant. How much she's missed him, how lonely she's been, the fact that no one else has seemed to want much to do with her. As she kisses him silent tears begin to roll down her cheeks. She'd realized just how much Mage ment to her since he'd been gone. She needed him around. He was her rock, her firm ground, her anchor. And she'd been lost without him*

 

[Bluemage]

*he blushed a little bit into the kiss, quite surprised that she was putting this much effort and thought into it. He had figured that she'd jump down and become interested in the gift that he had brought her, but instead she had just powered forward to holding her body as close to his as possible and pressing one of those hard and demanding kisses of hers against his lips. Really, he had no objection to this and after the moment to realize what was happening, did his best to return it.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*A gentle moan slipped between her parted lips as she felt him return her kiss. Her hands tangled in his hair as she kissed him hard, her whole body starting to shake with the force of her purring. Her tongue gently probed at his lips, she wanted to taste him to be close to him, closer than she was now. Sylvie needed him to know just how importaint he was to her. That no matter who else she played with no one could replace him. Her Master....Her Mage.....just HERS*

 

[Bluemage]

*his arm held her close to him, pulling her body as tight to his as he could. He could feel her tongue probing against his lips and eagerly opened for her so that it could explore his mouth as much as she desired. He knew that she'd taste the minty toothpaste that he had used before arriving here, and knew that she probably wouldn't mind. He smirked softly into the kiss, trying to add even more to it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if he left again in the future if he would always get a 'hello' like this one.*

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Feeling his lips part she slid her tongue inside his mouth, teasingly she licked along his tongue, twirling hers about his. She noticed the faint taste of mint, but more importaintly, below that, the taste of her Mage. His arm tightened about her and she moaned again, rolling her hips against him and squeezing him to her with her arms, legs, everything she had. Her breath was comming raggedly, she knew she had to pull back or sufficate, and for a moment she wondered if it was worth it. At last she broke the kiss, breathing heavily as she looked up into his eyes, green meeting green*

Mage, I need you. I missed you so much. Please don't leave like that again. *her voice was soft, much like she was afraid to say the words that came out*

 

[Bluemage]

*he bowed his head to her a little bit.*

I owe you one million apologies, my sweet.

*he sighed and looked at the box that he was still dangling behind her head*

That being said, my meager gift probably doesn't even begin to make up for my absence...

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*she smiled as he gave her yet another nick name, she loved all the small terms of endearment her master used when talking to her, though why he sighed so sadly at her smile she wasn't sure...*
Wait....Gift? *she recalled the box that had dangled briefly in front of her face before she'd launched herself at him*
You got me a gift? Aww Master you are too good for me! *a genuine smile lit up her face making her eyes sparkle and dance, sylve looked truly beautiful as she tried to carefully lean back to see what was the gift that was dangling behind her head. Realizing that she'd topple them both she paused and loosened her legs about his waist a bit, shiifting to untabgle her skirt. She fell a few inches with a soft thump to sit on the back of the couch, her legs still loosely wrapped about his. She then folded her hands in her lap, trying to look as much like the good demure little neko she was.*

May I please have my gift Master?

 

[Bluemage]

*he smiled softly and slowly lowered the small box into her waiting hands. His eyes watched her's closely, wondering if she'd appreciate the claddaugh ring that he had gotten her. He really hoped that she'd enjoy it. He looked into her eyes for a few long moments, smiling softly as he let the package that he had gotten rest in her palms.*

Merry Christmas.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Smiling brightly she opened the ring box, and startled at what she saw inside, so badly she nearly dropped it. He'd gotten her a claddaugh. How on earth could he have known how much one would mean to her. She looked up at him with wide startled eyes, tears begining to form as she wondered exactly what he meant by this.*

T-....Th...Thank you Mage. But...I'm sorry. I have to ask. Sometimes this is given as a promise ring, or engagement ring. May I ask how you meant it without insulting you?

 

[Bluemage]

*He looked at her. Her reaction had not been quite what he had expected. The sales lady that he had dealt with when choosing the ring had attempted to help, bless her, but after several days of waffling over whether one meant too little, too much, or was for the wrong gender, anyone would have started to lose their patience. He certainly had, which was why he had arrived at a choice between two rings. For a short period of time he had considered just buying both of them for her, but had decided that was silly. In the end, the sales lady had ensured him that the ring that he had purchased was the best choice. He had also purchased a box of chocolates should she be wrong.

His emerald green eyes watched her closely as she asked him what he meant by the ring.*

That is a difficult question to answer.

*it was a response that was all at once, both clear, and cryptic in meaning.*

May I ask what you'd like it to mean without it having adverse effects on your health?

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie felt her breath comming quicker and quicker, she could feel the panic attack threatening to ruin her moment with Mage. She was doing her utter damnest to hold it at bay, trying to remind herself to keep her breathing as even as she could. She pulled her eyes from his too look down at the elegantly simple ring. It was perfect for her. Well....almost so. She might have liked a nice gemstone or two- but she likely would have outright fainted at the sight of it. She loved the way it came to a point, nicely highlighting how she chose to wear it, or how he asked her to wear it. Emotions kept fliting over her face, joy, worry, suprise....and something akin to love.

She laughed softly at his reply, needing that laught to break some of the tension* You may alwasy ask anything of me Master.....*She paused as she thougth about it*

I would like it to mean that I am yours. Not like this does *she reached a hand to touch her collar* But rather that part of my heart is yours in a way, though I don't want this to be pressuring. You know that I am a flrit, and that I will always play with others. Just as I would always allow you to play. But there is something special between us. Something rather new to me. I want to be yours, your girl, your naughty little neko. I want people to know that. But I'm not ready for serious commitment yet

*saying all that took alot out of Sylvie....she looked quite pale, her eyes were wide enough that the whites showed all around and her breaths came in little hicuping gasps as she tried to keep her breathing slow and even. Yet at the same time it all had to be said*

 

[Bluemage]

*He smiled softly as he looked into her eyes and then chuckled very softly at her response, not so much because it was funny, but because he was enjoying seeing her struggle so very much with something that he had thought was so simple when he had originally had the idea of getting her a Claddagh ring for Christmas. It was comforting that it was going to make her struggle as well.*

Well, that is an interesting coincidence. That was exactly what I wanted it to mean.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Looking up at him it was clear that her heart was figuratively speaking in her eyes. Even after all they had been through she still expected him to reject her. And yet she trusted that he wouldn't. Gah, who would have thought that accepting a simple christmas present would be so difficult. But then again she too had agonized over what to get him for christmas, she hadn't been able to find anything suitable. But right now wasn't the time to think of that. Her heart swelled at his words. For once they were on the same page*

Thank you so much Mage, I'll treasure this.

*she plucked the ring out of the box, and with trembling hands placed it on her right hand ring finger, with the heart facing inwards to signify that her heart was closed. Some tension she didn't know she'd been holding was released as the ring sliped on her finger. She wanted people to know that Mage was more than just her Master........and somewhere inside she was wondering if the relationship really should be defined by the collar.*

 

[Bluemage]

*he smiled when she thanked him for the gift. It seemed she really did appreciate it, and that was something that he liked. He closed his eyes and nodded his head to her.*

I'm glad you like it. Merry Christmas, my sweet little Sylvie.

 

[Nightfreak]

The freak walks into the inferno. As he passes each of the wall torches the light with out him touching them. His deep desire for his mate radiating out into the world around him. Missing her more and more each day they are apart his eyes burn bright red like the fire that lights the room. Grabbing a Diet mtn dew and sitting down on his recliner he stares off into the distance. Wondering about her and the love they share missing there long nights of bliss, missing her touch and her scent. A low growl leaves his mouth as he closes his eyes picturing her wondering, wanting....