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Mitsuko waited, with a sort of smile. She was exactly thinking about sending further prayers, assuming that it was enough but her eyes watched around, unaware of what Jumi had prayed about. What Umi said only managed to get her a little excited, without really expecting anything. Shinigami's case was a difficult one but she was still hopeful. Her trust in Jumi made her wish that, whatever she had prayed about, her prayers would also come true. Their coming there to this altar at least felt more comforting than the experience at the library. There was something positive and wishful about what was going on and the valkyrie hoped to see more of

Willing to be a submissive for ya!

What to do? They had little to lose, this was their best chance of finding a better solution. If it worked. Some sort of miracle maybe? Some sort of deal? Could they get something? It was maybe worth trying. If the one was willing to help once, maybe he could again. Or maybe the Demi-god ancestor and founder of the temple would help. She decided to be a little bolder (You been watching me for a while? Friend of Alexandrine, sister of your descendant Hikaru’s wife. These guys have done a good job of keeping the temple going. But this isn’t about me. Shinigami over there, not sure exactly what she is, but she is not a demon. Tryin

Wait, were they law enforcement after all? Damn it. She still could not hear everything, or remember if she knew the man casually, but they clearly had another interest in this man. She was a punk, a street criminal, she was quite familiar with sneaking things into hands of people who were not supposed to see it. But motives for that varied, was he involved in her sort of life or closer to what those two May have been after all? She was tempted to sneak off, but she had gone too far and she was still not certain what these two were or what they were really up to. Better to stick around for the moment, though now she wondered whether she

If I weren't a professional I'd probably get wet thinking about what could happen in the moment here. But I am a professional. Even professionals could get aroused, she figured. That was the only excuse for her own current arousal, enough that it gave the thin curve of her mound only the faintest pink flustering and only a miniscule hint of moisture. Her face was only heated from embarrassment. It wasn't the thoughts of what they could be doing in the moment, of what Dalton might have done had he lacked willpower. He was also a professional, after all. Professionals didn't fumble into those sorts of traps! "A public figure" she whis

Mitsuko followed closely to her friend and, like a guest to someone's home, she simply did the same as Jumi did. Shinigami, for herself, leaned against a wall and observed quietly, not judging or anything. Only a glimpse of curiosity shone in her eyes, wondering what this would be about. Once Umi came closer to offer advice, Mitsuko listened carefully. Honest prayers... She was free to ask for anything, even if it might not bring any answers. She was not sure if she could see it like making a wish but gods probably did not work like that. There was much that she could pray for, if she were to do that. Her life was changing but so was her safe

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And post in. :3 Dalton's probably going to be confused about what kind of infidelity case involves showing papers and flash drives to other people ... Unless its blackmail material... <.<

'Hm, maybe we got off on the wrong foot because she was drunk... I'll apologize to Ryoko when Evi's mission is done.' Dalton assured himself inwardly as Ryoko seemed to catch his look and almost threatened to pull something else down. Damn it, why did such a nice dance have to be happening while he was trying to help Evi with her work?! ... No, this was more important, making sure the catgirl got what she needed to further the case she was hired on. Just because this club openly welcomed all forms of decadence within reason didn't mean he could shirk his responsibilities as an agent of law enforcement, even if he wasn't true police... N

Annabelle was on fire. No, she was fire. As her mentor caressed her hips and over her ribs with those beautiful hands, still slightly tacky from the sugar and dough she'd been working with only moments before, Annabelle felt the echoing rush of the two inexplicably swift orgasms she'd received in less time than it took to roll out a tray of bagels. The sensation of Miss Elizabeth's tongue gliding up between her folds, curling as it pushed hard to seek after her retreating clit, drew a panting shiver from the younger woman, and Annabelle's lips parted in a cracked whimper as her hips squirmed and she tried to keep her trembling knees apart. Mi

Heh. : p Glad to see the main bar and dance floor topic pick up again! Picked up a new game today (which I should have gotten last month, but this month is closer to something else), but I'll get my post in again before I start to sink my teeth into it.

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The DJ barely registered what was happening as his attention split between the shouting on the dance floor and Dylan's wrapped hand sliding the little baggy of X into his palm. But before they turned away, Dylan was rewarded with a nod and the sight of the DJ's phone rising to join the digital wildfire of recording devices coming out all around Charlotte and Selene. "Whoa!" "Stop!" "Wait, are they fighting?" "Who's fighting?" "I can't see!" The music cut. And the chorus of voices around the trio were swallowed by gasps and approving cries for blood as Dylan shoved Charlotte, the Hollow's challenge cutting through the din as the pu

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Bumping for more, I have free time tonight and tomorrow night <3

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It was lash out. Dylan wants to get hurt. I'm not sure how I got them on this kind of shadow of their darkest self, but that's where we are. I anticipate Dylan taking a couple of harm here, and hopefully giving the DJ something spectacular to show...

Things getting heated on the dance floor! Just to clarify: @WritesNaughtyStories, I want to make sure I respond right, so was your roll to Shut Down Charlotte? or is this a Lash Out to get a fight going and maybe actually hurt her?

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Hm, this might be interesting. I may have some of my own ideas to come along with this if willing

What exactly would happen, if anything? Jumi had to wonder. In theory they were going to possibly get answers response from a god or something close to it. Would they offer advice? Potentially offer their power to help in some way? If they did what were they capable of and willing to offer. If it worked, this was likely their best chance at a real solution. But Jumi was unsure what to expect. Apparently these gods usually stayed out of things like that Athena apparently chose to do. Had this Vanorus done anything after giving that woman a semi-divine child? A child that remained the source of his descendants’ power? She walked

The new challenger didn't look like much, a bit scrawny, standing at a mere 5-foot nothing. Helga laughed aloud at the tiny man swaggering in confidently. "Easiest battle yet," Helga said to herself. "This looks to be a quick match, unless our challenger has some secret weapon" The gong sounded, signaling the start of the battle and Helga rushed her diminutive opponent, loincloth flowing behind her. As she reached out to grab him, he deftly sidestepped, giving her a quick smack on the rear. This move only serves to enrage her, making her faster as she goes for another grab. Startled by her speed, the challenger found himse