Neptune

I'll look into it if I am feeling it. It's unlikely to be this weekend, though. I have plans for this evening and tomorrow.

That was pretty fun, yes! Dozle and I have a couple that will be doing some very fun adventures. Basically being outlaws and running from authorities

Yeah I've been in a rather creative mood lately and I'm very glad for it.

“Oh… sure! That’s really kind of you to ask.” Bronwyn said with a shy smile. Just as she finished speaking, two plates landed themselves on the table. “Eat your food, first.” Anya told them, giving Aldus a firm look. She then turned back to the counter and the two bowls of Pokémon food. She placed one next to Caine and Iris, while the other by her own Espeon and Golett, “Eat up, dears!” Caine let out a happy bark before immediately chowing down. Iris was more wary, and sniffed at the food before delicately picking up pieces and chewing them, looking almost dignified compared to Caine. Espeon looked at Golett and used her nose to push the bowl towards Golett a little, offering him the first bite. Anya smiled as she sat at the table with a cup of coffee, “How sweet.” She said.

Location: Just south of Shangul, along the river. Claire’s eyebrows creased even further when this strange animal continued to talk, making her wonder if the water she had drunk not long ago had something a bit more to it. She kept the gun pointed towards the creature, the weapon holding steady with no hint of a shake. This creature didn’t seem bothered. If anything, they seemed almost amused. At his question regarding a partner, she almost snapped that she didn’t need one, and never had however he seemed to conjure a lump of gold before her very eyes. She was silent for a few moments before she said, “I don’t believe in spirits. That’s the kind of thing village folk believe in to explain their stupidity. So what are you, really?”

Ha, yeah xD I've posted for Victor. Just need to do Claire now.

Location: Outskirts of Kvor. Victor was relieved that he seemed to have left the house without disturbing either of his hosts. The town seemed almost quiet in the first morning rays, but he could see figures moving about to begin their day's work but it seemed like many of the inner town residents were still asleep. So he made sure to walk Cherry out of town, despite her eagerness to get going. Fenni quietly moved around him, moving ahead of them for a bit before stopping and returning to him just as he had trained the wolfdog to do. Once they were on the outskirts of Kvor, Victor picked up their pace and nudged Cherry into a light run as he headed in the direction that Bear had pointed him to. Both Cherry and Fenni were happy at the faster pace and easily kept pace with one another. Once they were in the more rocky areas, Victor slowed down and settled Cherry into a walk as he kept his sharp eyes on the ground for any signs of the cougars that he was hunting. That had been one advantage to his capability of noticing everything around him; it was very easy for him to learn how to track from even a speeding horse. Fennin ranged ahead, his head to the ground in the manner of a hunting wolf. Every now and again, he would return to check up on the two of them before heading off again. It wasn’t until it was closer to midday that he found any clue. He spotted a smudge of a track in the sand. He pulled Cherry to a stop and dismounted before he squatted next to the print and examined it. It was relatively fresh, perhaps no more than a few hours old. He looked up and let out a whistle, and within a moment Fenni was speeding towards him. The wolfdog came to a stop, tilting his head as he let out an excited whine that almost sounded like small chirps. “Track.” Victor ordered, pointing at the paw print. Fenni immediately lowered his head and sniffed around the paw print. He then moved off slightly, his nose to the ground. It took him a moment to get the trail and he began moving off. Victor immediately jumped back into the saddle and followed behind Fenni, all the while keeping an eye on the ground and watching for more paw prints that were occasionally pressed into the sand.

Alright. About to do a couple of posts here in this club.

Thaene caught the undertone of the question, as the look in man’s eyes was impossible to miss. He scoffed a little, “Alright, sure…” He turned away from Bradley for a moment as he kicked off his shoes and proceeded to strip down further by removing his T-shirt, trousers and underwear. Once he was completely stripped he stepped back into the bathroom. It was obvious that he didn’t appear to have much muscle overall, but he had a very slender and toned build. The kind that looked flexible and athletic. It also became obvious that his cock was not entirely normal, either. There was a slight thickening at the base, along with tiny fleshy nubs around the base. The tip was also slightly more pointed than Bradley’s. Before Thaene stepped into the sauna with the other man, he took a few moments to take a closer look at his cock, appreciating how veiny it appeared. It was also much, much thicker than his own. He felt very small in all ways beside this mammoth of a man who seemed to have the kind of proportions that he expected from a Zeta. His gaze then lingered on the tattoo and he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the tat for?”

Wow, first person to post in the OOC. Hi! xD

The younger male watched as Bradley stood up and removed his shirt to reveal the muscled and hairy chest underneath. It made him feel a little self conscious, as while he was toned he didn’t appear to have a lot of muscle and he lacked any form of hair on his chest. As the cock was pulled free from its confines, Thaene felt his mouth watering slightly. He expected Bradley to demand for him to suck it but he merely turned and walked into the bathroom without a word. He felt a little confused, wondering what it was that Bradley wanted from him. He watched as the taller man seemed to settle himself into the shower, turning it to a sauna. He could see Bradley quite clearly, and saw that he was sat with his legs spread and his cock jutting out as if displaying itself for his viewing pleasure. Thaene was unsure as to what to do, so he downed the rest of his drink and put it on the coffee table. He pulled off his baggy jumper, putting it on the sofa behind him to reveal a dark plain T-shirt underneath. He got up and followed Bradley to the bathroom, hovering at the door. He watched Bradley for a moment before he joked, “Are you hoping I’ll join you and drop the soap?”

Thaene couldn’t tear his eyes away from the hidden cock as the man seemed to play with it. He looked to be comparable to his own size, but perhaps thicker on a whole. He was certainly more gifted than other men that he had been fucked by. The smaller male didn’t resist as his wrist was grabbed. He expected it to be placed on the bulge but it was instead placed on Bradley’s upper thigh. He finally tore his eyes away from the bulge and looked up into Bradley’s eyes as he tried to read the other man to see if this was nothing but bluster but he couldn’t get a read on the man. His mouth opened and closed for a moment before he quietly shook his head, “W-what do you want?” He asked in final acceptance that Bradley had full control over this situation. While his rebellious nature didn’t like it, his own cock couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

Thaene wanted to laugh again, but found that he couldn’t make a sound. The fingers that were wrapped around his drink tapped against it nervously. He saw the man shift slightly before the bulge in his trousers became very obvious. This dude was getting turned on by this! That thought shocked Thaene but a small part of him was a little excited by this. He tried to loosen his throat by letting out a little cough, “Y-you wouldn’t seriously snitch on me, would you? That’s not cool.” He said. Bradley was right, though. If he went back to prison, it was unlikely to be the more comfortable one he had been at previously and he doubted that he could get the same kind of accommodations that he had managed to score last time. He hoped that Bradley was just playing with him. His eyes were drawn by the bulging cock that seemed to draw his attention.

A nervous chuckle escaped Thaene at Bradley’s first comment, gripping his drink to avoid spilling the remains as he was shoved a little, “Yesh, I guess. I’m a resourceful guy, though.” He said. He then stilled slightly at his next comment, turning his head slightly to look at Bradley again as the man seemed to stare intently at him before blowing some smoke into his face, filling his nostrils with the scent of the potent smell and causing him to rapidly blink his eyes. He gulped, feeling much like a rabbit that had been cornered by a ravenous wolf. His mouth dried up and had to take a large gulp of his own drink in some attempt to wet it once more. Why had he said all of that shit? Oh, right. The fucking weed. It had made him feel more social, and more willing to talk that he had unwittingly rambled on about his criminal status to a complete criminal. It took him a few moments to find his voice and he tried to defuse the sudden tension he felt by letting out another laugh, “Aha… yeah… yeah…” He glanced around, wondering if there was a way he could get up and move away so he could politely excuse himself but if Bradley wanted to grab him, he wouldn’t be able to escape him.

“As I said, grown by the best growers in Ashaea. Pretty hard to get your hands on so it’s pricier than other kinds. But I’ve got connections.” Thaene said, taking another swig of the vodka, letting out a breath as it burnt pleasantly. In response to his polite enquiry, Thaene snorted in amusement and looked at his drink before he sat back and shrugged, “A little? I’ve been in and out of trouble since I was a kid. Mainly stupid stuff back then. Getting in fights with other kids, stealing one of their game consoles. My first real trouble was when I was caught drinking vodka in public when I was a teen.” He lifted the glass for a moment before he continued, “I ended up slapping the police officer. Spent time in juvi for that. Once I got out… I got hooked up with some friends and decided to become a self employed man by being a mobile dispensary for all your drug needs. Except I got caught. Spent some time in jail but I was good so I’m out on probation. Still have two years to go before I’m home free.”

Thaene took the drink that he was offered, gripping the cold glass before holding still as Bradley lit his spliff. He took a couple of pulls from it to ensure that it was burning evenly before tapping the ash into the ashtray before handing it to Bradley and saying, “I think you’ll like it.” He blew out the rest of the smoke before saying, “Hey, if you want to relive your college days, let me know. I’ll hit you up with some real good Tripp. I’ve got some good connections.” He then snorted and responded to Bradley’s joke, “Yeah, although cops aren’t always so square. But you don’t smell like bacon. Which is good, because I can’t be caught selling any of this shit again.” He then took a sip of his drink, enjoying the slightly cool vodka burn its way down his throat before settling in his stomach. It was nice, although he personally preferred it cold but he was willing to drink it however without complaint.

When their eyes met, Kaylaen gave Sophia a slight smile, no more than a curve to one corner. It was silently letting her know to just go for it. As she crawled closer, he shifted on the sofa to not only make himself more comfortable but to make it easier for Sophia to access his cock which was hidden from view but still straining against his trousers as it demanded to be let free. As she began to unbuckle his trousers, he grinned slightly before raising his hips to make it easier for her. As soon as she pushed the trousers and boxers out of the way, his cock sprang forth and almost tapped Sophia’s chin in the process. As soon as it did, Thomas let out a grunt of surprise as he clearly wasn’t expecting Kaylaen to be so sizable. Kaylaen glanced at the man who was staring at his cock with an unreadable expression. Kaylaen was unsure if the man was envious that he was larger, or annoyed at that fact. Or perhaps he was indifferent. He knew for certain that Sophia didn’t care. Why would she? The older man shifted behind Sophia. He grabbed onto her hips, his fingers digging into her dusky skin. He used his grip to pull her arse cheeks apart. He used the greater access to put the head of his cock against the entrance to her pussy. He seemed to push a moment before he pushed himself into her. His cock slid into her soaking wet fuck hole in one sliding thrust. Thomas let out a groan as he said, “Fuck… so loose. You really are a slut.” He pushed himself as deep as he could inside of her, pressing his pelvis hard against hers.

Rose remained frozen where she was, watching as the other girl left the room. She listened intently, waiting for the footsteps to recede further down the hall before she dashed over to the window. With trembling fingers, she unlocked it and opened it up, her heart soaring when it was easy to do so. Once the window was open, she stuck her head outside and took a long look at the view outside. She didn’t like what she was seeing. The fence looked impossible to climb, especially for her short stature. She looked around but saw no viable way to exit. She then looked down and saw that it was a fair distance to fall but she didn’t care if she hurt herself. It was preferable to staying here. She could only hope that there was a gate that she could open, and pray that it wasn’t locked by something as secure as a padlock or chain. Rose glanced back towards the bedroom door again, but couldn’t hear anything so she took the plunge and carefully climbed out of the window. She lowered herself as best as she could, clinging to the windowsill with a tight grip. Her hands were reluctant to open up, but she knew that if she didn’t, then she would be stuck here forever. With a low groan, she forced her hands to let go and she fell down to the grass below. She landed with a heavy thud and she let out a muffled yelp as her ankle twisted underneath her. It was so painful that tears sprang to her eyes. She shifted, holding her ankle for a moment, hoping that it wasn’t broken. Taking a moment to catch her breath, Rose used the side of the house to push herself to her feet. She tested her wait on her injured foot and while it hurt, it wasn’t so painful that she couldn’t walk which made her sigh in relief. She had just sprained it. Now that she was on the ground, she looked around but saw much of the same. Using the wall to help her walk, she moved around the house, being careful of any windows and doors she encountered while she looked for some promised gate.

“I tried a friends hooch once… blacked out for fucking days.” Thaene said with a slight chuckle before saying, “I’ll have vodka. I’m not one for a real sophisticated palette.” He watched as the man mixed himself a drink and it seemed clear that he did this often as he was able to create the drink with little fuss and skilled movements. He took one last pull from the man's blunt before he looked around at the coffee table. When he spotted an ashtray, he flicked the ash into it. When he straightened he turned to Bradley and said, “I’ve got a blunt myself from my shit if you wanna try a freebie. Unless you want something else. I got some other shit on me, like acid or cocaine if you’re in the mood for that kinda shit. Anything you want, just let me know. Just call me a walking dispensary for all your party needs.” He then snickered at his own awful joke.

Location: Winter Flowers and the Winters Residence. Zack glared at the woman until she left. It was only then that he could feel himself relaxing a little. Still, the encounter rattled him and he really wanted to head home and have a drink. Several drinks. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time to close up anyway, much to his relief. He didn’t think he could really continue his composure for much longer. He quickly moved around the counter and approached the front door, quickly locking it and turning the sign so that it read ‘closed’. He glanced out of the glass door to see the woman getting into her car. He watched her drive off with narrowed eyes before he turned and began to settle the shop for the night such as putting the flowers away and ensuring that they had enough water for the night as well as taking the cash register to Silvia so that she could count and put away the money in the safe for the night so he could deal with it in the morning. He brought down the metal grating behind the windows to help protect against thieves although in the years that he had owned the shop, they had never had any break ins. But then, who would rob a flower shop? He collected his purchases from this morning, before he took Silvia back home. As soon as they walked in through the door, Silvia disappeared upstairs to the master bedroom leaving him alone. He had expected to see Rose home and waiting for them, but she wasn’t. Unusually, their german shepherd was there to greet them. She rarely left him home alone on her days off, even though Shane was very capable of being alone for a while. He petted Shane, before checking through the house but didn’t see any sign of Rose. Figuring that she was out at the shops, somewhere she couldn’t take Shane or with friends, he decided to forget about it. He retired to his study and went on his computer, immediately opening up his bottle of whiskey and pouring himself a large glass. He needed at least a few drinks in him before he could stomach making dinner and eating it in stony silence, especially if Rose wasn’t there. He sent her a quick text, to ask where she was before putting his phone down on his desk and starting to peruse the internet for anything to distract him from his rather miserable life.

As soon as the money was handed to him, Thaene dropped the bag of weed down on the coffee along with the other weed. He looked at the blunt that was offered to him, before reaching out and taking it. Who was he to turn down free weed? He took a long pull, holding it down for several moments before sighing it out. He found the sparks interesting and watched them dance in the air in front of him for a moment before disappearing. Then the high started and it felt very good, causing his body to relax and his head to feel like it was swimming. He grinned slightly before looking up at the man as he spoke about opening a ‘dispo’. It took him a moment to realise that he meant a dispensary. He was about to respond but he was distracted by the fact that the man stood up and had a very visible bulge in his shorts and he couldn’t help but stare as he looked quite sizable. He was snapped out of his thoughts when the man spoke again, “Uh-yeah… yeah, sure.” He turned and watched as the man opened up the globe to reveal a minibar, “That’s pretty cool. I’ve always wanted one of those. What have you got?” He took another pull of the blunt before saying almost to himself, “Damn this is pretty decent shit. I don’t care if it sparkles, I would buy this shit myself.”

(OOC: I'm so sorry about the long delay due to issues IRL and burnout. I hope we can still continue things as I am really enjoying this RP) Location: Thorndown University Campus Evelyn’s smile widened even further when he seemed to fluster, clearly not having expected her to be so eager to take up his offer. She was very pleased that her first real attempt to flirt and get closer to a guy was going very well and it made her feel much more confident. She had expected to be a lot clumsier due to her general lack of experience. She had never had a boyfriend that had gone further than a kiss, and even then they were the ones that pursued her rather than the other way around. “Alright, then. Let’s go. Do you have a car, or shall I drive us?” Evelyn asked, tilting her head slightly at him. She was certainly eager to sit and listen to more of his sexy voice. She figured that if the two continued as well as they were and Brighton was as interested as she was, she would repay the favour some time by inviting him to her dorm room and showing off some of her cosplaying outfits. Perhaps even modelling them for him. Her mind went a little off track with that thought, but she mentally checked herself, reminding herself not to get too ahead of herself. While she had never felt herself ready with her previous boyfriends, she knew she was at the stage where she knew she was ready but she wanted to be sure of his mutual interest. Besides, he could indeed be the type that would not want that kind of intimacy so early on which was fine, she would wait especially if it meant that he could whisper sweet nothings into her ear in his deep, alluring voice.

Thaene gave the man a crooked grin as he spoke with a thick Australian accent that had not been too obvious on the phone, but it was certainly the same deep tone. He had not ever met an Australian before. He had heard that they had sexy accents but had always dismissed such claims but now that he had met one, he could certainly see the appeal. At the invite, Thaene stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind him. He then took the chance to look around, drinking in everything that he could see. To him, it was clearly a bachelor pad. Either the guy was single, or he had a girlfriend who he had yet to move in with. He quite liked the place. He took a moment to casually stroll through the living room, pausing to inspect the globe. He could see the split running through it and figured that it opened up for some kind of storage. When he heard Bradley sitting on the sofa, he turned around to look at his customer once again, “Have you got the cash?” He asked, pulling out the large bag of money, “Two-fifty, discounted for first time. You’re lucky to get this shit at this price. It’s real good, gives a good body and head high. Really good if you’re looking to chill yourself, or with mates. Also real good for fucking, makes orgasms real intense.” He then smirked as he shook the bag enticingly.

Kaylaen watched, mesmerised as Thomas was completely consumed by the lust that Sophia had lit within him. His hands pushed her down on his cock repeatedly as his hips pushed up into her mouth, smashing her nose against his pelvis. His own cock was now rock hard, pulsating with arousal and aching with the need for stimulation. But it was ignored as he was hypnotised by the sight before him. The officers cock was glistening with a thick film of saliva for the brief moments that it was pulled from her mouth. Kaylaen’s eyes moved up towards the officers face and he could tell that the man was getting closer. Sweat beaded his brow and his upper lip was curled up slightly as his eyes were half closed. “Ugh, fuck. I’m going-...” Thomas groaned out however he didn’t have time to finish his sentence. He slammed Sophia’s face down, pressing it as hard as he could as he ground his hips into her face. His cock twitched and throbbed in her mouth for a moment before streams of cum erupted from the tip and down her hungry throat. It lasted for several long moments as Thomas let out a low guttural groan. Once he was finished, he pulled her off of him as he panted heavily. Kaylaen looked down at his cock and was surprised to see that it was still rock hard. It twitched rapidly, as if angry to have been pulled from Sophia’s mouth. Thomas took a moment to catch his breath before he ordered, “Go… and be a good slut… and suck your boyfriend’s cock while I fuck you from behind.” Kaylaen almost corrected him but decided at the last moment to remain quiet. He had no feelings past friendship for Sophia, but if it made things all the more kinky then he was happy to pretend to be her boyfriend. Especially if her latest conquest wanted it to be so.

He only had to wait a couple of minutes before the door started to open up. When it did, Thaene found himself looking up at a man that was at least a foot taller than him and looked to be made purely out of muscle. He looked the man up and down before saying, “Damn. You’re a man made out of muscles, ain’t ya? M’names Thaene, but you can call me ‘T’.” He then chuckled, “But yeah, I’m the man you’re waiting for if you’re the man that called.” His sharp nose caught the smell of weed that hung thickly in the air, and it smelt like relatively decent stuff. Certainly better than some of the shit that people peddled about. Thaene hoped that this dude would like the stuff he had on him, grown by the best growers on the entire island. He watched as the ash from the man's blunt fell onto the floor, to which he began to sweep up. It made sense; there was no point making an absolute mess. Once he was done, he asked, “So you gonna let me in, Muscle Man?”