Massacre State Asylum OOC Thread

eyelids drooping as your lips brush my cheek...a slow, shuddering breath as I find myself unable to think about anything but your fingers and lips

Yes, well, can't...won't...

words trailing off into the sensations of contact
 
softly trails my lips down your jaw to nibble your chin and slide back up the other side... my nials pressing in to pull us tighter

Quite a quandry your in, hmmm. This or that. Will I or won't I... or when will I...... crack.... especially when your always catching me right before the RW makes me go poof..
 
finding myself a little dizzy, swirling about in a vision of you and your scent and warmth...falling delightedly...my lips find your neck, just resting there as I listen to you



I have to admit...cracking has come to mind more than once...and I look forward to it being actualized.
 
trails feathered kisses slowly down your neck... each one overlaping the last

hmmmmm, its come to my mind too, but... how does one crack a vailish spiderling?
 
a sigh as my arms move around you, fingers moving into your hair so I can guide your neck to bend, providing my lips more skin

I think such crackings are unique to the particular second party, don't you?
 
echos the sigh, relaxing slightly.. resting my lips on your neck as i talk

Oh, I agree wholeheartedly... the depth and measure can be quite different per party involved at any given time and instance...
 

warm breath flowing over your neck, cheek caresing yours softly...a shivering intake of breath, the sound of anticipation



like some sort of strange, complex puzzle box that opens in different ways, dependins on how you solve it
 
With any good and interesting puzzle there is a key.. some have more than one tis true..

nails caress up your neck to allow fingers to tangle in soft strands... gently curling, pulling to allow my lips to travel your jaw, to breath on exposed pulse, to touch your lips before coaxing the lower between my teeth... biting softly at first.....
 
aching, a finger under your chin, lifting your eyes to mine...a whistful smile

soon...solve me soon....

disentangles and slips away
 
smiles brightly, eyes glittering

soon? mayhaps... you have been very good lately.....

giggles and fades away
 
Question? Who is due to post next? I have been plotting my response to the good Dr...but did not want to screw up the posting order. Any help would be appreciated.

*leaves kisses behind*
 
I honestly have no idea...I've been working on something from Marisa which I can post once I've seen to my other threads and have some time to tweak it if it is me... :eek:
 
Y'all settle it amongst yourselves.
Its win-win for me, so...
;)
I'm mostly here to cause trouble.
 
Y'all settle it amongst yourselves.
Its win-win for me, so...
;)
I'm mostly here to cause trouble.

Well then, since I assume it's me and Ausus thinks tis me...I shall go ahead and post...ETA~I recounted and reread...see addendum at bottom

...and you do it beautifully... ;)

Don't encourage her, it will only give her ideas...
 
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grins mischievously and quirks an eyebrow

I don't think Vail needs encouragement to get ideas...

but encouraging her is fun... :D

AND!!!

drum roll...slight grin

It is your turn, sweet Witch. Which means I am will be posting up after you do...

crossing arms, slight pout

You are right, Vail hardly requires anyone to give her ideas...

but I never encourage her....bats lashes

I am innocent...
 
eyebrow quirks again, deadpan voice

...sure you are...

But seriously, if it's me, will try to get something up from Marisa up tonight to save peoples waiting on me...!

It is time for Marisa, I swear...then Celestine...least by my count...that is how it works out...

poor Celestine is well on her way to being eaten alive, I think...

head shake

And yes, I am innocent...just don't ask anyone who really knows me...they will just lie to make me sound bad...

laughter
 
Oh, Celestine isn't going to get eaten alive...literally.

But I do imagine ropes, whimpers, desperate cries and a body so worn out that the delights fade into unconsciousness.
 
And yes, I am innocent...just don't ask anyone who really knows me...they will just lie to make me sound bad...

Dontcha just hate it when people do that? ;)

Working on something from Marisa now...not sure what to have her do though seeing as the good Dr and Nurse have left her to her own devices...hmmmm...they did leave the painting supplies behind though...

can almost hear the lightbulb ping above her head as she scurries off to write
 
Oh, Celestine isn't going to get eaten alive...literally.

But I do imagine ropes, whimpers, desperate cries and a body so worn out that the delights fade into unconsciousness.

raised eyebrow...

I can imagine that those things will happen...after much, much blood.

but Celestine is far easier than me, I think and apt to be a sucker for a well turned set of legs...especially if those legs are willingly parted and up in the air...

smirks
 
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