Harmony Frost

Excellent! I suppose we should all post our characters and start coming up with more concrete plot ideas and such.

Okay, I finally found a moment where I can concentrate! So…. I was trying to hold off until I found all the participants but I’ve decided to just go harass and get things started and if you guys know anyone who can join, please let me know Anyway onto official business. So, the premise of this story is to be like a stereotypical horror film. Complete with all the horror tropes, or whatever else we deem interesting. So far this is what we (and honestly mainly @Pixel) have come up with: So our characters are all in a small town where about twenty years ago, the killer simply known as “X”, committed a series of murders that left the town devastated. However humans are resilient. Eventually the town moved on. And for some, the murders were mostly forgotten, or so they thought…. After years of being dormant, it seems “X” is back and once again. Or is it a copycat? There’s really no telling. All we know is that our characters are in danger! Or….are we the ones causing such bloodshed? Anyways that’s the basic gist. It’s pretty late over here and horror isn’t my strong suit so forgive me if that explanation was lacking! Anyways so I figured we could put our heads together and flesh out a decent story. This doesn’t have to be some long, grand role play. I just wanted to have something fun and spooky for Halloween. Feel free to come and tweak things as needed. I’m flexible. I will say @Pixelhas been tremendously helpful in creating this narrative and I’m sure my words don’t do it justice so keep that in mind. And tagging you, @ElderTurtleGod as you’re the only other one involved at this stage.

Whatever nerves she felt went away once she saw Connor’s grin. He looked…pleased and Aurora flushed with pride, smiling shyly back as he enveloped her in his arms. The warmth of his kiss made her smile grow wider and she was tempted to get right to what he promised in that kiss, but she also was excited to be painted. The tour was short, with Roe getting a chance to eye his live paintings a bit more closely than before. He was good. Perhaps not critically but she wasn’t a decent enough judge beyond her personal standards and tastes. Still, there was a raw beauty that appealed to her greatly. When he alluded to showing her the bedroom later, Roe smirked. “I’d love to see what you consider…bold,” she replied, placing a hand on her hip. “Now then, Shall we get started sir? Where do you want me and in what position?”

“Well your friends obviously have taste,” Aurora complimented, smiling as she looked around. “Oh a tour sounds nice. Sorry I’m so nervous, but it’s not every day that I do something like this…” She trailed, only to flinch slightly when he offered to take her coat. Roe grimaced, “Uh…yeah sure. I just want to preface that I wasn’t sure what would be appropriate.” She started to unbutton her trench coat, revealing the red leather lingerie that lay underneath. “I hope this is alright?” She asked, arms out, turning slightly from side to side.

@SataiRolePlayingGuy Hello, yes the rule is mentioned for realism as I understand that there may be people playing families and younger characters are necessary. However all site rules and regulations definitely apply concerning younger characters and their limitations so just keep that in mind.

She couldn’t believe that she was even doing this, but after the crazy fun they had during the Christmas party, Aurora found her thoughts drifting often to Connor. He’d been a nice, sensible man who was also very good in the sack and honestly she hadn’t had that much fun in a while. When it was all said and done, she thought that they would just go their separate ways but by chance they’d bumped into each other and he reiterated his offer to paint her and feeling bold, Roe agreed. It was feeling like she was in store for yet another adventure, whether it ended exactly as the party had remained to be seen but it was an exciting prospect. And on top of that, if Connor was actually good, it would be nice to see herself through the eyes of an artist. But as she stood at the door, Aurora was starting to feel her nerves getting the best of her. She was wearing a long tan trench coat and red stilettos, the coat hiding the fact that she was only wearing red leather lingerie. Her hair fell in long natural curls snd she kept her makeup minimal. Still, she wondered if she had done enough or maybe too much. Was he expected her to be dressed more modestly? Or did he want her nude? Swallowing to soother her suddenly dry throat, Aurora knocked on the door and smiled softly once it was opened. “Hello Connor. I hope I’m not late…” She breathed, walking into the apartment. The soft jazz was a nice touch and Roe found herself relaxing a bit. “Should I just take my coat off now? You look quite prepared. This place looks great by the way. Is the work yours?” She asked, gesturing to the artwork on the walls, smiling at him.

Still panting, she rubbed his essence on her skin, giving a pleased hun when Connor sucked on her tits. And then he was beside her, completely spent and she was in a similar position. When he mentioned that she should sit for him sometime, it took a few moments of her foggy brain to remember that he was a painter. “Sure, that sounds like fun,” she laughed, using her last bits of energy to plant a kiss on his cheek. “This was fun. Probably the highlight of my holiday,” Roe admitted. “Um, I imagine you need to get back to your daughter… “ She said, sitting up. “Would you..would you like to do this again sometime?” She asked, feeling suddenly shy.

The fact that he hadn’t cum right away was a testament of his control because she could tell that he wanted to. She bit her lip when he asked her where, the temptation to say inside was great, but she also wanted to keep things….sticky. “Spray my tits,” she purred, grasping them in her hands and bunching them together and then releasing them so that they wobbled and shook enticingly. Her smile was saucy and her eyes were locked on Connor her expression, wanton. And when he finally did she moaned and stuck her tongue out o catch any stray droplets, grinning as he painted her warm cocoa skin with his seed.

The kiss was so hot, and just as passionate and messy as their lovemaking. Roe felt a new wave of pleasure washing over her as Connor started to speed up, he was hitting deeper inside her. Pushing into her tight, wet heat with a raw power that made her shudder. “Ohhhh fuck!” She cried out, nails dragging down the length of Connor’s back as he rammed into her. His hips snapping into hers, and she rocked in tandem, moaning and hissing in heat. “Fuck, yes! Connor! Yes!” She breathed into her lover’s ear, the tightening in her belly letting her know that her climax was coming. She was clinging to him now, her moans raising both in volume and pitch as they rutted, “Oh god, I’m gonna—- fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, Connor I—-!” She shrieked loudly as she came, body shaking as she relinquished control and gave herself over to the bliss. Her pussy clenching around Connor’s cock and then flooding him with her juices.

She returned his warm smile with one of her own, licking her lips as he presumably got into position. When he guided her hand between their bodies she gave his member a small squeeze, biting her lip indulgently. And then finally he was lined up at her entrance and she sighed as he slid inside. He started off slow and rhythmically thrusting, Roe moaned and mewled like a cat as he moved. He was holding her so close and she clung to him as well, fingers caressing his back. “Mmmm….so good Connor,” she breathed, enjoying the sound of his moans in her ears. She tilted her hips, hooking one leg up higher to feel him even deeper inside. Languidly, she tugged at his hair to guide him into a sloppy, lusty kiss.

Aurora moaned and squirmed on the couch, fingers grasping at his hair and the cushions. “Ohhh god, oh god, oh god…” she whimpered, clearly nearing the edge. His hungry actions in her juicy muff were going to be the death of her. Her heart was pounding and her mind was filled with only one singular thought: she needed to cum, now. Sure enough her body tensed and her thighs clamped shut as she finally came. Her essence flowing freely as she screamed, testing the validity of the supposed soundproofing they had in Ecchi Apartments. She panting when she had come down from her high, eagerly pulling Connor up over her body, her mouth latching onto his with a greedy kiss. “That was wonderful,” she praised, “and I taste good on your lips,” she added, giggling. “Now fuck me. Please,” she whispered, kissing him once more, her hands roaming all over his body.

His movements were so delicate and soft at first that it caught Aurora off guard, but pleasantly so. She gasped, licking her lips and smiling down at the man kneeling before her. One hand reached out to comb through the shaggy locks of hair on his head. Her grip tightening when he suddenly started to lick her pussy with much more intention. Those teasing kisses and the warmth of his breath giving way to a delicious feeling of his tongue lapping at her cunt. She grew wetter and wetter, moaning as Connor started to speed up. “Ohhh god, yes!” She squealed, thrusting her hips forward eagerly, head falling back and her eyes squeezing shut as she savored how good it felt. “More, please…don’t stop, don’t stop,” she begged, squirming as she could feel her climax coming. The way he flicked her clit was driving her crazy, it was only a matter of time.

She accepts his kiss readily, stealing another soft one for herself. Aurora smiles as he touches her face and she kisses his palm, her eyes lighting up when Connor asks to return the favor. “Of course,” she says softly with a grin, getting up and then lounging unceremoniously onto the very convenient couch present in the room. Her legs are spread wide, one on the floor the other with her heel digging into the sofa cushion. He would see that she was already rather moist and the anticipation of what was to come was only adding to it. “Come here,” she beckoned with a finger, her eyes sweeping over his naked frame.

He was close and she knew it even before Connor said as much. She released him with a grin, her hand taking over instead. She say, mouth open wide as she squeezed and tugged on his cock, milking him as he came. She made squealing sounds of approval, cheering for him as he ejaculated. Great streams of cum spraying her face and even a few drops landing on her breasts. She liked to get a little messy. Roe licked her lips and sought out the pearly liquid with her fingers, licking them clean. “That was amazing,” she breathed, lightly licking his softened cock.

The temptation and enthusiasm is there, it would be all too easy to get to all the fun in a hurry. To suck his cock hard and fast. To force him to cum in her hot little mouth. But did Aurora want it to be over that quickly? She stopped suckling and released him, licking her lips. They had time. Aurora could go slow. She could savor this moment. Grinning, she went back to her light licks. Tasting his skin. The clean, yet mild flavor of his cock mixed with her saliva. Aurora nuzzled his base, the fine hairs tickling her nose. He smelled good. Like his regular scent combined with something strong and masculine. She kissed his suede like skin. Admiring how he could be hard and soft all at once. And then she swallowed his cock again, this time taking in several more inches. Her head bobbing gently as she sucked. Her hands grasped desperately at his thighs for balance as she enjoyed her meal. Wet, slurping, smacking and sucking sounds filling the room. She moaned as the length of him was stuffed into her mouth, her pussy growing wetter by the second. There was a tingling sensation building in her core, no, more than that. It was a yearning need, she was aching to be filled.

@SheerHeart there are a few people who have open role plays you might want to check first.

Yes the rooms are arbitrary at this point lol. It’s all about finding a partner and getting started. You’re just using the Apartments as a platform basically.

@yubi

She hadn’t meant to imply that he was predictable, not that predictability was an inherently bad thing—but, he seemed to take the comment in stride, and Harmony was grateful that she hadn’t managed to spoil the atmosphere with an unintentional remark. This dance was so nice, being reconnected with Noah was something that she hadn’t really thought about but then suddenly he was here. She was really in his arms and it felt wonderful. So no, she wasn’t trying to break this up any time soon. Luckily, he didn’t seem to be pulled away either. Feeling more relaxed, Harmony settled into her old flame’s arms once more, listening and watching with an amused, curious gaze as he explained what he’d been up to lately. But as he spoke she started to tense up again, giving a small squeak when he put that damnable candy cane he’d been sucking on and toying with into her mouth! Her tongue lapped at the minty stick reflexively, and Harmony savored the flavor even while she waited worriedly for Noah to finish his story. The details were adding up to an all too familiar tale. It was difficult to keep up with the dance and his words, both making her putty in his hands. Luckily her dear friend was quite patient with her throughout all this. And then she was pulled close to his chest, the warmth of his body calling out to her, wooing her just like his words. Her heart twists painfully when he says he can’t stay long but she shook it off, deciding that it only made tonight that much more special. Pulling the cane from her lips, she held it loosely as he turned to meet her gaze, smiling softly as he confessed to wanting to stay the night with her. And then she followed where he was pointing with her eyes, head tipping back slightly as she finally noticed the mistletoe. The title of Noah’s story coinciding with reality. God, could this be any more romantic? “An apt title,” she mused, echoing his grin. “Noah…. I, I really want to spend the night with you too. I can think of nothing better than being in your company.” She pressed closer, looking at him through lowered lashes. “Now then, I do believe there’s a certain tradition regarding mistletoe….” Smirking, she leaned forward, finally pressing her mouth to his. The resurgence of old feelings sending a jolt through her body as they connected. Harmony moaned softly in appreciation, the soft, velvety sensation of his lips were somehow better than she remembered. Or maybe it was the moment itself? Harmony continued to press and rub and latch her mouth onto his, earnestly and with her desire evident. She needed more. Immediately she slipped her tongue out to sample him, hopefully coaxing him to deepen the kiss. If they were going to be spending the night together then she knew what she wanted to be doing… at least for a good portion of the night.

They are both trying to undress each other at the same time, meanwhile still stealing kisses as they do. It’s a mess, but Aurora was having fun. When she finally had Connor’s shirt off, she lightly raked her fingernails over his chest. Enjoying the contours of his body, there was still firmness there even if age and likely a few skipped gym visits had softened his mid section a bit. She didn’t mind a little extra meat on the bones and she found him quite attractive. Seeing the smattering of soft hairs leading down to his junk made her grin, “Ohhhh a happy trail, how wonderful,” she murmured, stroking that line before she tackled his pants. As she aims low, she can feel her green dress being peeled off her. Stoping at the shoulders which makes movement more awkward. Giggling Roe stops trying to undo his pants and instead helps him with the dress, pulling he arms through the straps. She gasps as she feels his hands take care of the rest. Giving it a tug as gravity makes it fall to the floor making a puddle around her feet. Now she’s in nothing but her silver heels and she pauses, giving her companion a chance to eye the goods. Her breasts are large with a gentle slope, her nipples hardened with anticipation. They wobble as she steps out of her dress, licking it away. “Things are a little lopsided don’t you think?” Roe purrs, leaning forward to nip at Connor’s lips before kneeling down. Her concentration zeroes in on his zipper and she takes care as she finally removes all obstacles in her way. When his cock is revealed she wastes no time in touching it. Her soft hands caressing his length. And then her lips are on him, pressing wet, open mouth kisses along his shaft. It wasn’t until she started to lick him from base to tip that Aurora raise her head slightly to meet his gaze. And only then is when she starts to suckle the head of his cock, a mischievous gleam in her gaze.

Even if they were very different, there wasn’t anyone who had got Harmony the way Noah did. He made it safe to be herself. She didn’t have to worry if a hair was out of place and honestly he was usually the cause for it. That thought alone was enough of a distraction that she almost missed what he said. But thank God that she didn’t. Otherwise she would’ve missed out on such kind words. She beamed, clutching the hand that held hers a little tighter. They were barely moving, just a simple swaying that was honestly good for her since she wouldn’t have to worry about ruining the moment with her awful dancing skills. And with the way Noah was insisting on saying and doing things that made her weak in the knees she couldn’t handle much more. His beloved. Could she still be that? Harmony grinned back, rubbing the shoulder her other hand had been resting on fondly. “You know I could say the same about you,” she whispered, her heart joining her stomach with that fluttering feeling. This was nice, being this close. She didn’t even care if their movements didn’t quite match the melody and seemingly neither did he. His question caught her off guard as did the little spin which she just managed to make look somewhat graceful. “Well—“ she tried to reply but she was cut off by the shock of being dipped. She gripped onto Noah’s leather jacket, giggling as he pulled them back up. “Mr. DaSilva you’re full of surprises tonight.” They were closer this time, her body pinned to his and she nearly sagged in relief of how right it felt to be held like this. “As for me, well it’s the usual stuff. I keep busy. Charity work, visiting my friends, fashion shows, art galleries and whatever else I can do to occupy my mind. But most of the time I’m just hanging out in my suite with nothing but a good book and a nice mug of tea.” After she rattled off her list, she wondered if he had been asking about her love life in a roundabout way but then again he didn’t usually have a problem with being direct. So maybe he really just wanted to catch up. “What about you? You’re obviously busy with work but you know the saying…. All work and no play… what have you been up to, hun?” @Pixel

For a second she thought she had upset him with her question. They had slight jealousy problems in the past and Harmony didn’t think those traits would easily go away no matter how long it has been. Noah’s gaze never left hers, a knot firming in her stomach as she feared that he’d be telling her about some chick back home. But no, his hand was free from any jewelry or signs that he had a wife tucked away. And she knew he wouldn’t lie about having a girlfriend or something. That wasn’t his style. Honestly it was a little surprising, but maybe he’d been too focused on his career to form any serious attachments. Lucky her. She tried and failed not to look so pleased by this newest development, but her tiny smile and the glimmer of lust in her eyes was clear if you knew what you were looking at. She sipped her drink slowly, arching her brow at his poetic words. Just words on paper her butt, once again she felt that signature fluttering in her lower abdomen. These butterflies that seemed to belong solely to this man. As he offered his hand, she smiled softly before snorting slightly when he called her out. “At this point my hopelessness should be studied,” she admitted. It pained her to be lacking in something but nobody was perfect. No matter how much she tried. Still, she readily took his hand, her fingers grazing his palm. The warmth of him feeling like she was coming home. There was a nervous tension in her bones as they walked onto the dance floor. As much as she was anxious to be this close to him again, the reality of the situation wasn’t missed on her. This was her old love and it was startling how very easy it was to fall back into him again. And even more so was how much she wanted to. Just seeing him again had flipped an internal switch and now feelings that had gone dormant were roaring back to life. “I hope I don’t disappoint,” she murmured, “I’ve tried to get better over time but it’s been a while….” Yikes, why did it sound like she wasn’t talking about dancing? Her body flushed as she met Noah’s eyes and gave him a shy smile.