The Stockroom of After Hours (Invite or Ask)

:: she doesn't mind, so much, the inability to watch... she can hear enough, the quiet relentlessness of the machine, the noisy yielding of the pretty ladies, and she's got plenty in here to keep her occupied... you warn her, but there's aught she can do, and she doesn't mind so much as your hard-on shudders and judders and... dispenses... there's a saltiness to your taste that reminds her of popcorn, oddly enough, and she grins to herself as, panting and gasping, she milks the last few drops of you, licks her lips, and withdraws, catching her breath before peering at you again over the 3D specs and murmuring, throatily... :: "Shark still looks fake."

*Continues to fuck your face as he erupts in your mouth, with steady streams of his essence spilling out, coating your tongue, his hips still moving, bucking upward and against your face as the occasional grunt and groan escapes while caught up in the moment, until he finally starts to show signs of coming down off his orgasmic high*

*His hand remains placed upon your head, no longer guiding you down, but simply wanting the additional contact as you finish milking every last drop from him, enjoying the sensation of your lips and tongue upon his sensitive flesh before you pull him free of your mouth, with his head lulling back and pressing upon the back of the box as he smirks at your reference*

Chas, you saucy minx. You know how turned on Back To The Future quotes get me. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me...well, further then you already have. *He teases while gazing at you with a sly smile, stroking the top of your head, running his fingers through your hair as he lets out a sigh before looking around*

On the downside? I think we spilled the popcorn. *He notes with a chuckle before placing a hand under your chin, nudging you up enough so he can lean in to plant another kiss on your lips, tasting a bit of himself on them as he leaves a gentle peck*

I'm never probably never gonna be able to look at 3D glasses the same way again.
 
:: kissing you back, she grins at touches her forehead to yours... :: It's a whole new perspective, ennit?

:: stretching, she slithers up out of the box, feeling rather... accomplished... :: Best clean up those kernels, sweets. Wouldn't want to anger the wrath of Ben Templesmith.

:: ducking her head back into the box to kiss you again, sweetly, impishly, emphatically, she then scarpers, making a mental note to beg Leo to let her rewatch this on tape... :: G'night, E. "I'll see you... in The Future."
 
:: kissing you back, she grins at touches her forehead to yours... :: It's a whole new perspective, ennit?

:: stretching, she slithers up out of the box, feeling rather... accomplished... :: Best clean up those kernels, sweets. Wouldn't want to anger the wrath of Ben Templesmith.

:: ducking her head back into the box to kiss you again, sweetly, impishly, emphatically, she then scarpers, making a mental note to beg Leo to let her rewatch this on tape... :: G'night, E. "I'll see you... in The Future."

*Nods in agreement before watching her slip out of the box, tilting his head slightly and smirking a bit at the Templesmith reference* Right, make me spill the popcorn, and then take off when it's time to help clean up the mess? Typical!

*Chuckles lightly, before leaning in to meet you halfway on the parting kiss, a smile etched on his features as he waves with one hand while trying to finish zipping up with the other* Nighty night, Chas. My favorite little pop culture spouting fangirl.

*Relaxes in his box after she's gone, starting to pick up the popcorn pieces and dump them back into the bag, only slightly bemoaning how the grease and rather sparse traces of other....fluids, may have ruined a few comics collectability*
 
He wanders back into the room, quite tired from the late night and early rise. After glancing around and sighing, he sets to work cleaning up. The machine, which has sat quietly for the night, is stripped of its toys, which are taken to the washroom to be thoroughly cleaned and sanitized. Once the colorful accessories have been returned to Lily's crate, he sets to work breaking down the contraption into two main parts for easier storage. Then, each part is lifted and stowed on a shelf off to the side, and the cardboard that once contained it all is folded and slipped into the same bag as the packing materials. He pauses to pick up a piece of paper.

Oh... So there was an instruction manual. Huh.

He shrugs and looks around. The area is clean and free of trash and toy alike when he tosses the garbage over his shoulder and wanders out behind the club to the dumpster to deposit it. Once he returns, he makes his way back to his folding chair and the copy of 'Dune' which had been left unattended through the night.
 
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He looks up from his book with a raised brow.

Is Eazy still in the box you're sitting on? I was saying, get me a blank dvd, I'll see what I can do.
 
*Crawls out from her blankie-fort and looks around blankly, still in a halfsleepy daze as she rubs her head*

Hnahh.
I think I liked last night.

*Spots the clock*
Holy crap. I slept that long?!

*Lowers eyes to see Leo*
Holy crap. You're still here?!
 
she thumps it with her heal... nOpe... no Eazy in the box that I know of..

She reaches in her pack and pulls out a DVD-RW... here erase that... grinning..


Morning sleepyhead!
 
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I am, I fact, still here. Been reading and making videos while you've been snoozing, sleepy face.

He takes the disc from Nina and sets to work erasing and burning the new contents.

Want some water or something, Lily?
 
*waves slowly, then gets up from the floor, letting the blankets fall back down*
Oh.
I'm still-

*Quickly snags one of the guy's shirts from the costume box left open on the bed and wraps it around herself*

A water would be great, Doc...
 
Perks up from her corner where she was decorating her sign.

What's going on now?

She eyes lily.

I like it better without the shirt.
 
It's chilly. Stupid A/C. Appreciated it last night, but now...

*Holds it closed with one hand and goes to peer at O's sign*
What'cha dooooin?
 
Pulls a bottle of cold water from the cooler next to his feet and holds it out for Lily. He also ejects the now-burned dvd for Nina and holds it out in the other hand.

Here you go, ladies. And Lily, I don't think anyone would complain about a lack of clothing on your part.
 
She watches as Lily comes over and looks back down at her sign, marker poised.

I'm making my corner official.

((I'm actually making a sign, IRL. You guys will see it when I'm done.))
 
*Takes the water and smiles, cracking it open and taking a sip while still trying to peer at O's sign, having a sudden realization*

I have a stockroom pet!
 
hops off the box, takes the dvd... TY Leo!

Lily.. while you do look good without the clothing.. your still rather fetching holding a man's shirt closed!

Hops back on Eazy's box and slides the disk in her bag... smiling
 
You're like the stockroom Kitty.
Mewr.

*grins and sips her water again, almost spitting it at Nina's comment*
Ha... Thanks...

..I should find pants.
 
Grins at Lily

Bah. You don't need pants. In fact, you can come sit in my lap without said pants, if you like.
 
giggles ....

your quite welcome...

rummages through her bag..

I have black cargo pants in here ... if you realllly want pants ... they would go good with that shirt!
She says holding up one of the legs...
 
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