Fallen angel- my first roleplay here.

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Fallen angel- my first roleplay here (OPEN pls RP with me!)

Aerie ruffled her wings, looking around. They were soft and white, clearly a treasure. Her white hair fell in ringlets around her face, white as pure snow, and her eyes were as blue as the sky. She looked young and flowing with innocence, but her eyes sparkled with an agelessness.

Where was she? Such a strange place. The ground was hard against her feet, black with yellow lines? The wind whipped up her plain yellow dress. She pushed it back down. Shaking off the cold breeze she noticed there was alight ahead, perhaps that meant warmth. She headed towards it, the sign reading "tavern and Inn." Whatever that was, she hoped it had a blanket.

Inside was dimly lit. She didn't see anyone, after all it was extremely late at night. "H-hello?" She called out.
 
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The fact that she looks 7 might be against the rules. I keep my characters above 18
 
Oh no! Changed it! Thank you! If you're interested you're welcome to join. If you were just here to let me know about the age, thank you again. As a complete newb I seriously appreciate it. I wouldn't want to break the rules already.
 
The bartender was cleaning his mugs as the girl walked into the tavern. Her glow can be felt through room. He looked up as the door freaked open. "Ello miss can I help you?"
 
"Where am I?" She asked, wandering in. It was strange here. Felt wrong and different from heaven. She turned towards the voice, a man wiping down a glass behind a counter.
 
"You have entered my bar.... Limbo. May I get you a drink?" The man exclaims as he finishes cleaning and focuses on the girl. "You can have whatever you want as long as it has alcohol in it." He says with a sly tone.
 
"I- I've never had alcohol before." She stuttered nervously. "There's a lot of things I haven't expirenced." She said a bit wistfully. She blushed, controlling herself and hurriedly stammering out; "B-but that's because father has deemed them a sin! I am completely pure and free of sin."
 
He pulls a bottle from below the counter and pours a drink. "Sin is if you drink in excess. Just having a few will be just fine." He chuckles a little under his breath as he sits the drink on the table.
 
Aerie sits, eyeing the glass warily. She reluctantly took the drink, giving him a look. "You won't tell, will you?" She asked, taking a sip. The alcohol was sweet, a bit too sweet and bitter. She coughed a bit, but found herself trying again. It warmed her body in a way she like, sending tingles everywhere and relaxing her mind.
 
"My lips are sealed." he says with a grin on his face. He watches her as she drinks her drink. Watching her loosen up. "Can I pour you another?" he asks. Looking over her body devious thoughts begin to fill his mind.
 
"I-" she pulled her wings against her shoulder. "I shouldn't. Father would..." But she tingled all over. His eyes traced her form and something in her warmed. "Oh..." She breathed.
 
"Just one more won't hurt." he coaxed as he picks up the bottle and walks around the bar to stand next to her. His muscular body can be seen in the dim light. He begins to cosy up to her ignoring her wings for the time being. "And like I said my lips are sealed." He says as he begins to pour more liquor into her glass.
 
He was so close. Aerie had never been this close to a human male before. Never. She shivered, letting out a little gasp. "Y- you're s-so close..." She stammered. "I- I've never..." But every where he was touching her felt like fire, and it wasn't bad one bit.
 
"Hmmmm your nervous. Just relax and drink up." he coaxes her as he raises the bottle to his lips and takes a sip. "We are just friends trying to relax." He begins to wrap his arm around her body.
 
"Ah-" she moaned. "It's just- I've never been touched before. Not by anyone. Not ever." Her eyes were so pure, her skin so smooth like silk. The feathers quivered against his skin in the softest way, like lips. She was so pure, never before touched, practically begging to be taken. The lord had never let this girl be touched? Surely he never let her expirence love. Or in this case, lust. She moaned again, her whole body practically vibrating, partly because of the drink, partly because of the exhilarating feeling of disobedience, and partly from the fear of the unknown.
 
He watches her as she begins to feel off. He begins to venture his hand on her hip and up her slender body. Her dress Celts silky and cool despite the heat in the room. "You don't seem to be from around here." he says slyfully. He leans in over close to her ear. "Your going to need a place to sleep." he says in a soft hypnotic tone as his warm breath hits her ear.
 
"Oh-" she moaned, his breath lacing her ear, his hand traveling along her curves. She jumped up, startled, to a standing position, but it it only ended clumsily as her rear ground up against his crotch. Something in her shifted when she felt something there. Something primal and wanting. She tried to stop it but she circled her ass again, rubbing him smoothly between her cheeks. Her dress rode up with the movement and she wasn't wearing any underwear. "Oh!" She gasped, feeling the friction from his pants against her bare intimates. She fell forward, her hands on the stool in front of her, bent with her croctch to his. "No- no- I never-" she said, circling her hips one more time and relishing in the burning sensation that rocked through her privates. "I'm a good girl, an angel, I'm pure- I shouldn't- I shouldn't-"
 
"Aww somebody can't hold their liquor." He says as she begins to writhe in pleasure. He runs his hands between her wings up her back and clamps down tightly on her neck to keep her steady. "Now let the fun begin." he takes his other hand and slides it under her dress. Finding her warm clot he begins to slide his hands. Working her clit and reading her now dripping womanhood the rush of control over her causes his cock to be stiff as concrete, waiting for its turn to shine. "So what's your name pretty lady?" he asks in the same slow hypnotic manner as he teases her.
 
"Uh- uh- uh-" she cries out as he works her body. The sweet feeling sweeping through her. "Uh- uh- Aerie-" she moans, a groan raking through her and shaking her body. He grabs at her wings, everywhere he touches is on fire. "Oh- oh- oh" a bit of drool slips from her mouth. She's never even felt hands on her before, and now they're exploring regions of her that Aerie herself was always too scared to touch. She felt so dirty, but she was relishing the feeling.
 
"Mmmmmm Aerie. That's a pretty name." the man exclaims with joy. "So why are you here Aerie?" his one hand works her womanhood to a near climax while he lifts her to his body with his other arm. Her wings push into his chest as he begins to grope her soft perky tits.
 
"I- I- I'm lost. No- no-" she groaned, bouncing against his crotch, his hand hitting the most sensitive, burning, sinful spots.

She pulled away, squirming from his grasp. She had a hard time standing on her own, her knees knocked together. Her wings drooped and she pulled at the bottom of her dress, stretching it down to try to cover her more. Her crotch dripped onto the floor below her and she whimpered. "M- may I just get a room here for the night?"
 
He chuckles as she begins to sway. "Ok let's get to the room." he grabs her by the arm and guides her to the back rooms. He opens one and turns on the light. The lights are dim, the bed sheets are crimson red and a trunk in the corner. He guides he to the bed with the bottle in hand.
 
"I- I meant just for me- by- my myself." she said as the door closed behind her and the stranger followed her in. She backs away from him and stumbled knto the bed. "Oh!" she gasps in surprise.
 
"Are you sure? You seem shaken up." He exclaims as he hands her the bottle. "I just want to help you." he says as he tries to calm her down.
 
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