Velvet's Kinky Chillout Lounge

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Feeling the brief touch of his lips I blush wishing.....

I haven't been around much either lately.
 
I know, you had me worried.

kisses her again, still soft before settling beside her

I'm very glad to know you're ok.
 
I melt into his kiss.

Thank you this makes me feel so good. I was lonely in the real world.
 
One of the reasons I hate the real world. It's not a very fun place. By contrast, there is much fun to be had here.

relaxes against yeishia, his fingers trailing through her hair and around her ears
 
Mmmmmmm so nice......

I whisper curling my small fingers around his waist. I relax into his touch so so good it is sending tiny slivers of pleasure down my spine.
 
leans yeishia down so she can relax, propping a cushion under her head and kissing her lips softly again before he reclines, eyes closed, slipping mostly into the RW himself
 
Wanders in, scenting my consort and his play earlier, I see he has left already. Grabbing a drink, I curl up on my cushion by the fire.
 
*waits while playing the role of a member of the Brood, also known as The Dragon Clan in a video game*
 
There you go...now be patient, I have a couple to catch up on, then I'll post again.

Smiling softly as I sip my tea.

Enjoying your day so far?
 
*grins, tagging back and waiting* Yes, though I still wish I had the desktop fully upgraded so I could run Breath of Fire 3 in full screen.
 
Sipping my drink once more, I set it down, rolling onto my belly, my feet kicking into the air

Yes, I can see how that would be fun.
 
that way I wouldn't have to be worrying about whether or not my system was going to overheat and shut down on me at any point.

Hey Blue. *long look* Ditch the box, seriously. It's not a good hiding method.
 
The dark mist slips into the Lounge on the cool night wind. It heads for the couch, drifting caressingly over Scarlet, cool tendrils like smoky finger gliding over her skin. Reluctantly leaving her, it coalesces on the couch by the fire, vanishing to leave me in my usual place.

Evening, all.

Her scent on the air has me smiling as I turn my head to gaze lovingly at her. Hello my sweet Pet. The one I desire to have, to hold, to taste. The one who has awakened within me things long asleep.
 
My eyes slip closed, feeling his ghostly touch, I shiver as I turn to see him appear on the couch.

Smiling wickedly I crawl over to him, settling into his lap. I blush softly at his words, my eyes dropping a bit, peering at him through lowered lashes.



Master, you are too kind. I've missed you.

Leaning down I brush a soft kiss over his lips.
 
The blush that stains thy cheeks tempts me sore to taste of thy delicious essence here and now my sweet one.

My fingers catch under her chin, lifting her eyes to min, my lips a breath away from hers. Your modesty is fetching my sweet, but I so love to see thy lovely eyes.

I return her kiss, fingers sliding from her chin up and around to tangle in her silken locks, arching her neck back as I take her mouth with mine. Savoring her taste, I nip my way along her jaw, the needle tips of my fangs always threatening, but never quite piercing her skin. Thy scent is enchanting my sweet. And I know that I am no longer stirred by the seasons, so it must be thee.
 
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Sighing at his words, imagining what it must have been like to hear those words so long ago, when they were the style not the exception. Shivering under his touch, my deep blue eyes meeting his.

I melt into his kiss, enjoying the touch of his hand in my long locks, gasping softly as my neck is exposed. A soft moan escapes, caught between fearing the touch of his fangs and wanting so much to feel them sinking deep.

My lips spread into a small smile.


Such sweet words, my Master. I don't think I can come up with a proper response with your cool breath teasing my skin.
 
Who needs a box for cover? The best cover is moving quickly so that no one has a chance to get you. *holds his finger up like it's a handgun (hee hee, hand-gun)*
 
I kiss my way to her ear, my tongue licking out to caress the shell-pink skin. The tip of a fang grazes her lobe, hard enough to draw a single crimson drop of her essence, that I suck into my mouth, savoring the taste of her, the essence that draws me as no other has.

Mmm... and shall I then cease to breathe upon your skin my Pet? Shall I instead occupy my mouth by marking your the lovely pale skin of your neck and shoulder so that you might compose a reply?

I kiss my way down the slender column of her throat to her left shoulder, my mouth closing over that sweet spot, my tongue tasting her, fangs pressing in, threatening to bite deep and savor her here and now.
 
Giggling softly at the hand gun remark, I writhe against his lap, enjoying the soft touch of his tongue. My hands grip his arms tight, feel the sharp prick, his mouth sucking gently. I can feel my breath quicken, the heat beginning to pool low in my belly.

I let my head fall back, moaning softly as his lips trail over my skin. Whimpering, I wait for the pain, the pleasure of his bite, my body reacting already.

I don't think that would be better, my Master. As long as you are near, words fail me. You take my breath, my words, my mind...all of which I give freely.
 
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