The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Her breath caught as he toyed with her neck, tensed and waiting for the shock that didnt come. Her body still had little thrills racing through her as though he had sparked her, but this time it was surging through her, settling en masse between her legs.

"Oh god" sylvie thought. He can't be talking about doing what I think he is...... she didn't think she could handle the shock on her pussy- it would be too much, especially with as wet as she was. It might hurt and sizzle and just.....her dampness would conduct it all the way into her womb...and oh god oh god oh god. But she wanted to feel his tongue there, wanted to let him taste her sweet spicy taste that was so unique to her.....

She heard his knees hit the floor, heard him inhale. She could already smell herself, her musk surrounding them. But she didn't think he'd do it...there was no way.... His breath travled to tickle behind her knee, making her giggle out of reflex, then she felt his hot breath pulsing against her damp inner thigh. She was terrified. She wanted to safeword out, but she wanted to feel his tongue, just once. if it was only once she could handle it....maybe..... Her pussy clenched tight, she thought she just might cum from anticipation.

Feeling him speak, almost touching lips to netherlips, she thought was was safe, for just a moment she relaxed- and then, his tongue hit, and she exploded.

"Clans! CLANS!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, knowing the one shock was all she could take. and yet, the only shock was from her own body, as she climaxed. Her honey flowed, her legs shook from the force of her orgasm as she screamed the safeword, feeling him between her legs, knowing he was tasting her. She shivered in the restraints, screaming wordlessly as she was racked with pleasure*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Growling quietly he smiled and licked his lips, tasting the fresh fluid that had bust from her orgasm. He thought about tasting her more but the game was over, she had asked him to stop by using the safeword and he respected that wish. Reaching out he released her ankles from their restraints, stroking up her sides with his fingertips before releasing her wrists.

"I hope you enjoyed that my sweet Sylv..."

Opening his coat he took her in his arms and held her close to his chest, wrapping his coat around them both to keep her warm after her ordeal. Sharing his body heat with her as he kissed the teeth marks on the side of her neck, lifting her gently in his arms as he walked over to one of the spanking benches and sat down. laying back on the soft leather with Sylvie still close in his arms, laying there on his chest.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Still his growl affected her, making her pussy spasm once more. Feeling him release her legs she firmed up her stance, barely able to hold herself. His strocking fingers soothed her, helped her slow her breathing as she shook and quivered.*

"Oh god did I Dev......" *Feeling his warmth surround her she snuggled close to his body heat, curling as close as she could. As he kissed the still tender teeth marks he wrung another moan from her. Nuzzling him close, surrounded by their scents she half dozed for a few miniutes, trembling and comming down. At one point she found herself crying. Not becasue she was sad, but it was a release of another sort.*

D...Dev....as nice as it feels to be held like this....will you take me to bed...and share it with me please? I....I don't want to be alone right now. Curl up with me like you used to..... I have my own guestroom here, just a little farther down the hall, its the door with the silver rose on it.

 

[Winged_Devil]

Nodding he gets to his feet again and picks Sylvie up in both arms, cradling her against his chest as he leaves the dungeon. Walking in the direction he'd been advised he came to the bedroom door, smiling as he saw Sylvies face reflecting back at him in the glint of the silver rose.

"It looks like we're here Sweetie..."

Opening the door they entered the room, the familiar scent of Rose filling his nose as he walked to the bed. Throwing the blankets back he lowered Sylvie to the bed, turning his back as he removed his coat, boots and jeans before climbing into bed beside her. Pulling the blankets up over them he holds her close to his chest and sings quietly to her, the blankets quivering slightly as his large feathered wings slowly emerge from his back, folding forward to cocoon the two in darkness.

 

[Ladythunder]

entering the room on silent feet, hair pulled up off her neck, cascading down her back in a long pony tail, wearing jeans and a t-shirt again, taking a seat and spreading out her papers

Wondering vaguely if anyone is going to show tonight, but needing a break from the rest of the rat race, she sips her rum and ginger, and contemplates her post

 

[Ladythunder]

striding into the inferno, turning on the lights and tossing my duster to the side.

Dress

A pair of knee high boots completes the outfit as she slides onto a bar stool and pours a drink, spinning, her back to the bar surveying the room, the fine hairs on her neck prickling

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*the heavy thud of boots echoes across the Main room, stepping in from the chill of the night air, shaking off the rain and sleet from his coat he unzips it, letting the leather trench once more glide and flow behind him as he walks, dressed down in his usual black attire, leather pants, tank top and steel tipped combat boots, the Only alteration that was made was that now, attached to his Boots he wore half inch Silver spiked shin guards, attached to his Coat he wore 1/4 inch spiked wrist greaves, the shoulders, back, and chest of his Trench coat reinforced with 1/8inch steel plating in the lining of the chest and back, his twin Custom Colt 1911's secured in their respective thigh holsters, Police issue twin Beretta's secured and visible in the underarm holsters. under the coat was his MP5 rifle, Looking around he scented the Air a growl rumbles from his eyes, his eyes falling to the bombshell dress his Mate is wearing, his eyes narrowing and his body hardening, he licks his lips as he approaches her, peeling the sunglasses of his eyes with one hand, the other hand grasps her hair, looking to her he places a heavy kiss to her lips*

"mmmmmmm dressed to kill tonight my mate....if i didnt know any better i would think you had a date tonight"

grinning he yanked her hair back, his mouth and teeth moving to her neck as he inhaled her scent and bit her gently*

 

[Ladythunder]

growling at the hair tug, a smile of welcome on my lips as I kiss him back pressing closer to him as my head tips back, exposing my throat to his nips as a purr rumbles in my chest

Mmm I thought if I hung out and looked delicious enough a big bad wolf would come play with me

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

mmmmmmmmmm come to play?? nooo.......more like came to eat

*grinning his elongated K-9's glinting in the light he suddenly scoops up his Mate with a whispered word a Dark myst swirls around them as they vanished, Back....transported back. to the wolfs den

 

[Ladythunder]

wrapping her arms around him tight a smile of pleasure and a purr trails behind them as they vanish

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie entered the inferno, dressed today in Mage's favorite schoolgirl outfit. The green,purple, and black pleated skirt swished about her thighs as she walked, her tail lashed behind her, her ears twitched about. Clearly Sylvie was agitated about something. Looking over the rest of her clothing it was clear she'd dressed to kill today, as a womans clothing was her armor. Her black sleeveless button up top was tied under her breasts, revealing her smooth tan stomach. The tie that matched the skirt hung down between her breasts, stopping just short of the shirts tie. As Mage so loved she had on thigh high stockings, black with matching plaid bows, and black arm warmers going to her elbows. Unusually her hair was out of its french braid, rather it was done in two pigtailed braids, once more with matching ribbons.

Thinking to herself about what she would say to Mage she paced the inferno like a caged cat, her green eyes glowing. As she stalked about her hand kept coming up to touch the black and silver collar about her throat. Everytime she did she jerked her hand away as though it burned her, and instead touched the silver clauddaugh ring about her finger*

 

[Bluemage]

*the mage walked into the infeno room his dark clothes clinging to his body. His usual silk button up shirt done up, all but the top two buttons to expose his throat and a little bit of his chest, the long sleeves ending, the fabric held together with small cufflinks in the shape of celtic knots. His usual black slacks with their chalk-dust looking pattern of the never-ending pattern down the outsides of his legs. He smiled softly, having no idea what was going to go on today. He looked into the room, and his eyes caught Sylvie, obviously dressed to kill. He smiled softly at that and then caught her expression, and it seemed that something was on her mind. He blinked for a moment and then bit his bottom lip.*

Well, my little kitten, I definitely like your attire, but I'm not sure about that look that you're wearing on your face...

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie jumped about a foot as she heard his voice, having missed his entrance. Her tail puffed out, furr standing on end as she whirled about with a soft hiss. Clearly something had Sylvie exceedingly on edge. Realizing who it was she had the grace to blush and look sheepish*

I...I'm sorry Mas-....Mage. *She winced as she caught herself from slipping up*

I- I need to talk with you. I've been doing alot of thinking, and there are some conclusions I've come to that I need to talk to you about. You...you might want to sit down.

 

[Bluemage]

*the mage watched his kitten carefully, the fact that she had started off by trying to call him master but then giving up on it switching what she called him half way through. That had made him a bit nervous. Had someone slipped in and stolen her from him? Had she been intoxicated when it had happened and that was why she was being so nervous about all of this? His eyes watched her as she told him to sit and he moved slowly before sitting in the comfy recliner.*

You know you can say anything you need to when it comes to me.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*She gave Mage a pained smile....and then she took a deep breath and words poured from her in a torrent* As I said I've been doing alot of thinking, and I know you try hard to be a Dom, and you've gotten really good at taking control and ordering me about.....but...but....*she stopped and covered her face, her shoulders shaking as though she was crying.. Taking a deep breath she pulled herself together and looked at him, her eyes shining with unshead tears.*

You see, it wasn't supposed to be a Master/ Slave relationship. It was supposed to be my being your pet. And somewhere along the way it morphed for you to fill my need of wanting to be a sub. But well....I think thats the heart of it. This isn't filling my need. I want to explore so much more. And you are so sweet Mage, so very kind and l-lo-caring. That its not really in your nature. And I understand that now. I feel just awful. I should know better than most how hard it is to go against your nature, and yet I asked you to do it. But oh how you'd fuck me. You are so good to me Mage. So much more than I deserve....

*At this point Sylvie finally realized that she was babbling and stopped. Once more she took a deep breath. Giving herself a moment to compose her thoughts she grabbed a chair and slid it closer to Mage* I'm sorry this isn't comming out at all how I wanted it to. Let me try again.

I have needs that you aren't fulfilling, and I know you want me to be happy. To that end, I'd like to return your collar to you....*even though she'd said the words she still couldn't bring herself to take it off* But I don't want that to be the end of our relationship.....

 

[Bluemage]

*his eyes stared forward into hers for a few long moments. He considered everything that she had said very carefully before moving slowly bringing his hand up slowly to brush his fingers over her collar.*

So you don't want to be with me anymore?

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie's heart nearly broke at his words. She wanted so desperately to use her gift and look into his thoughts. But she owed him better than that. Besides, it was already all she could handle to be feeling what he was going through, how badly she was hurting him. She looked into his eyed, she owed him that and saw pain reflected there. Sylvie flinched at his gentle touch to the collar, half thinking he was going to pull it off then. But it was his words that truly surprised her*


N-n-n-n-n-o! Thats not it. I Want to still have a relationship with you, I still care for you. But....I don't want to be your Sub any more. Well, thats a lie, I do still want to be your sub. But I want to learn about D/S more. I want to play with others, learn, explore. And if I've got a collar about my neck the other Dom's won't look twice at me.

 

[Bluemage]

*his fingers stayed on her collar for a moment while his eyes continued to watch hers. His expression remained about the same as it had a few minutes ago.*

So, what you are saying is that you want me to take this collar off.

*his eyes continued to stare into hers*

And after that... *he took a long breath* What happens after that?

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Still fighting back tears her emerald eyes glistened as she looked back at Mage with hurt and pleading need writ large on her face. She tried to find her voice once, twice, and had to clear her throat before she could manage more than a croak.*

Y-yes. I want the collar to come off. And after.....well. After is sort of up to you. I don't know if you can still.......l-lo-Care for me after this. But.....we knew that the collar would eventually come off. And I still want to be...well....whatever we are. Dating I guess....*she trailed off unsure what to say*

 

[Bluemage]

*his fingers continued to dance over her collar for a moment more, and then with his swift fingers undid the buckle, drawing the collar from around her throat, letting it dangle from his fingertip in front of her face.*

You may not want to wear this, but you should keep it.

*his eyes watched hers carefully, giving her some time to absorb this before speaking any further.*

 

[Winged_Devil]

Waking from a long slumber Devs eyes flickered open and he sat upright instantly, his blue eyes looking around the room trying to focus on his surroundings. Unsure of where he was at first he takes a deep breath, the scent of Rose oil awakening his senses and reminding him that he was in Sylvies room. Throwing his legs over the edge of the bed he pulls his jeans and boots on, getting to his feet to button his jeans as he cracks his spine and neck. Looking back over his shoulder he notices that the bed is covered in pale gray feathers, tilting his head to the side as he grabs hold of one of his wings and surveys the palid feathers.

"Oh Shit, I've been asleep way too long..."

Releasing his grip of the wing he opens the door of his friends room to leave, smiling as the silver Rose on the door catches his eye and casts back the shadow of a reflection. He walks up the hallway towards the bar and growls quietly, closing his eyes and shaking his wings lightly as the lights above him flicker and spark. His wings smoke lightly before bursting into flames as he stepped into the Bar area, his eyes springing open and shining in the glow of the lights above him as the flames subsided again, leaving his feathered wings scorched black once more with deep blue tips.
Noticing that Sylvie and Mage were talking near the bar he brought his arms up to his exposed chest, trying in vain to cover the tattoos which were scorched black into his chest as he spoke to the pair.

"Sorry you two. I don't remember where I've left my coat, and I have a hard time getting a shirt to cover these..."

Shaking his wings gently he smiled warmly at the pair as he walked around the bar, grabbing a bottle of whisky and pulling the cork from it before bringing it to his lips and drinking deeply from it. A long low growl rumbling in his throat as he felt the liquid burn on its way down.

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Feeling the collar pulled from her neck Sylvie suddenly felt nude, and at last the tears that had been shimmering in her eyes spilled. She couldn't belvie it was off, and her tears fell like rain. She doubled over sobbing uncontrollably. Even though she'd asked for this, it still cut her to the quick. She looked up, searching for comfort in Mage's eyes, and instead all she could see was the collar swaying gently in front of her vision, reminding her that it was no longer about her neck. His words didn't even register.

Lost in her world of pain Sylvie didn't hear Dev entering and once more she jumped, knocking the chair over and turning about, her tail bushing up. Seeing him she winced a little, glad that she had a friend near by and torn that he was witnessing this. Swallowing she tried to ignore the tears and pretened like nothing was wrong.*

I hung your coat in the closet in my room, it was tangled about us in the blankets when I awoke....*Sylvie was so broken up she dind't even realize how long he must have been asleep for, or notice that tattoos upon his flesh.*

*Unable to hold herself together any more Sylvie dropped to her knees as her sobs echoed about the room as thought her heart was breaking. Which, in a way it was.*

 

[Bluemage]

*The mage let a soft sigh slip past his lips as he looked at the girl who had sunk down into tears. He pushed himself off of the chair and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close to him for a long moment before kissing her forehead.*

You can keep it if you want. I know you don't want to wear it anymore.

*he kissed her forehead again*

I still love you.

 

[Winged_Devil]

Hearing Sylvies sobs the bottle of Whisky dropped from his hand, shattering on the bar as he notices his friend had dropped to her knees. His eyes narrowed and in a split second he placed the palm of his left hand on the shard covered bar, vaulting it in a leap as he stormed towards the couple before him, speaking in a roar as he reached them.

"What the hell has been going on in here..?"

His eyes flashed to the collar in Mages hand and the growl in his throat quietened instantly, his arms reaching out to rip Sylvie from Mages arms and pull her close to his chest. Lifting her from the ground and cradling her in his arms in one motion he placed his cheek to hers, hoping that the feel of his skin would prevent her from dropping so quickly.

"It's ok sweet Sylv, you are safe here, and more loved that you will ever know..."

Holding her close to his chest his eyes darted back to Mage, fighting to suppress the growl in his throat as he spoke to him.

"Surely you know how hard that must have been for her Mage? To have a collar removed can be like losing a limb... "

 

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Hearing Mage's sigh felt like a punch to her stomach, she'd displeased him. It didn't matter that she wasn't his sub any more....Oh god she wasn't his! She was all alone, no one to comfort her. She felt like she was comming apart at the seams. Her neck felt so bare, her hands flew to it her hands encircled it, trying to put a slight pressure there, trying to mimick the feel of the collar but it didn't help.

And then Mage touched her, wrapped her up in his arms, the gentle press of lips and she felt torn. Then he brought up the collar again and she panicked, she fought she pushed him away. He wanted her to keep it, she didn't know if she could. She cried harder, curled into a littl ball, her ears laid flat her tail wrapped about herself. She wanted to be held by Mage, it made her heart beat fast and ache to hear him say he loved her. And yet it was too soon, the wounds to fresh she needed time. She didn't know what to do. She could feel mage's pain, it was swamping her, pulling her under.

And then there was a scuffle over her, she couldn't get her head above water to maek sense of it. Suddenly she was suspended in the air, that broke through to her, she loved to be held, and soemone was holding her just as she loved. She felt bare skin under her hand and a cheek pressed to hers, it soothed her a bit, she wasn't alone. The words washed over her, the tone getting through more than the words themselves. And blessedly Dev wasn't in pain, he wasn't swamping her. She drew her first deep breath, gasping for air. It still came out in a sob, she couldn't stop crying, but she wasnt entirely lossing herself*