The Stockroom of After Hours (Invite or Ask)

I growl back low and deep, though not particularly menacing into Nina's ear as I let my fingers trail and begin to gently massage her bottom directly.

I growl too. It's a noise. A sexy noise. One I'm good at making.

His fingers dig into the sensitive warm flesh of her ass rubbing the muscles thoroughly, letting them relax and destress.

Did you know how often the muscles of your ass are used? More than a million times a day on average. even while sitting. It could use some tender care. Though I wonder at such a high temperature. I hope that you feel alright. One wouldn't want you to boil to death.
 
His lips continued their methodical journey up oreo's torso, passing slowly between her breasts. They kept rising up her collar bone, teasing the flesh of her throat, and the pausing on her jaw. Then his mouth found her lips finally, and his tongue began exploring her mouth.

As he worked, the head of his length began teasing her heat, sliding across her mound slowly.
 
giggles -so very not growly- at the sound... growling is such a melty sound

yes it is..

letting her breath out in a half hearted huff.

I did know that, but i don't carry my stress in my ass though tender care is appreciated

stretching, running trails over his knee with my finger tips.

I feel fine, horny, in need of my mate, but fine. I usually boil in my own skin it was nice to do it in water. The evaporation will help........................ Thank you
 
With each touch of his lips, she felt a shiver run up and back down her spine. He knew exactly what he was doing, and it heightened her arousal. As his lips found hers, her hands slid up to his back, pulling him towards her. She returned the kiss, her tongue wrestling with his, and she felt herself buck her hips slightly, eager to feel him inside of her.
 
Then by all means go seek him out. I should get out of this water myself.

Pulls himself from the water and wraps his body in a towel, before heading for the showers of the Chateau. Wandering all the way through the club, and the abandoned pool. dripping and waving at the incarnations of himself.
 
Someone is getting impatient...

He teases her further, now purposefully dragging his shaft across her pussy. One hand came up to squeeze a breast firmly and his fingers circled a nipple to torture her body further.

Finally, his hips lined up and pressed slowly forward, sinking himself deep inside of her canal, inch by inch, until he bottomed out finally. His smile was broad.


Better?
 
She moans loudly as he enters her, she purrs her next word.

Much.

She felt her muscles clenching and unclenching around him, trying to get used to the invader, enjoying it as he slides himself fully into her, filling her. Her hand clenches on his back, her fingers pressing into him.
 
growls loudly, slipping off the side of the tub taking her towel pillow with her to dry her hair. removing her wet panties and throwing them away as she walks around the hot tub drying the rest of her as she watches CT saunter off.
laughing softly..


I know where my mate is, my massage is just leaving.

Gathers her cloths and slowly dresses as she watches Leo and oreo.
Smiling she licks her lips

Damn you do taste good.
 
v.v I feel really, aboslutely horrible about this, but I have to go. >.<

Very, very, very horrible.

I promise to make it up to you at that appointment tomorrow, though.
 
He glances up at Nina, furrowing his brow slightly.

Are you leaving as well?

He places a soft kiss on oreo's neck as he pulls out and slips back into the water with a sigh.
 
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smiling brightly bye oreo! Nice tasting you...!

Shakes her wet hair and finishes lacing her boots...

Nope not leaving... though I am heading back to the club.

You?
 
I think I'm just gonna soak here for a bit. Clear my head, maybe spank my little muse till she gives me the words for a post or two on my stories.

Have fun, my dear.

Oh, and feel free to set up an appointment in my clinic. Will have it up and running tomorrow, should prove fun...
 
your clinic raises an eyebrow... are you talking to me? What I have is genetic, you my dear cant fix that.

wondering what he thinks he is the doctor of.
 
Smiles softly, relaxing further into the tub.

Of course I'm talking to you. And I can't solve all problems, but I can help alleviate certain issues and provide therapeutic work to counteract the effects of certain physical and psychological issues.

Besides, it can be a lot of fun, and there's no huge bill attached.
 
laughs perching her self on the box along the wall. devilishly intrigued

hmm... going to tell me more or must I actually attend the unknown.

I so do not trust doctors... at all.
 
Well, you can trust me, as my intentions are fairly plainly laid out beforehand. Don't have to wonder if I'm going to try any funny business, as I'll pretty much guarantee that I will.

I also offer simple advice, rather than hands on appointments, sometimes. I have no degrees on my walls, but I have a way around my clinic.

Haven't had any complaints so far...
 
laughs so hard she cant keep her feet on the box.

i never trust anyone that starts with "trust me"....

Feet dangling off the sides

I am more interested in observing your skills at the moment. Being the subject of your funny business scares the crap out of my tiny subby part. Both our styles scare her sillly actually.
 
closes her computer, stretches and waves night to the sleeping Leo

off to find some more to read... Night
 
*Notices the unlocked door* What the...
*Opens it to find the mess left inside, scowling*
Oh, hell.

*Sighs hard and locks it back up*
 
*Walking in and locking the door behind him, this time. Hose and air pump at the ready, and sink nearby. He sets to draining the hot tub, and mopping up spills with the towels.*

Never go drinking on a sunday night. You won't be around to clean up your mess.

*As the hot tub Leo conjured drains, I begin to usher into bags all the waste, Blue bags for recyclable empty bottles. Black heft bags for scattered cups, and condom wrappers. Clothes too. The sheet goes back onto the bed, and once the Tub is drained he deflates it. Boxes go to be stacked and organised again, and finally once he feels the place is clean, hot tub put away, and all the work done, does he allow himself to pass out on the bed.*

This room is now cleaned.
 
*staring wide eyed through the small holes he drilled into his box, finally poking his head out once more* .....I saw everything.

*jumps out of box, opens the door of the Stockroom and then locks it behind him, before running off to sign up for therapy sessions*
 
*Unlocks the door and finds her Bartender/Bouncer passed out on the bed, standing at the edge and scowling down at him with her arms folded over her chest*

Yo.
You.
Wake it up.

*Thumbs to the bags of trash*
Care to explain this?
 
*Stands in the doorway with a smirk*

Someone had a good time.

*lolls her head to the side to spot her onlooker*
Someone sounds a bit jealous.

*pokes CT with the toe of her boot*
Maybe I'll just let him sleep it off. The hangover off that will be bad enough.
Though I may be tempted to do something further to him later. *Eyes one of the boxes, then glances back to Soru*

Now, about that jealousy...
*smirks*
 
Jealousy was never really my thing... I'm all about gettin' even.

*Pushes himself off of the entrance and walks towards the stairs.*

... and then some.
 
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