Luck of the draw...

Dark Warrior

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It hasn't been letting me add stories lately so this first post is a test, if it works I'll describe the thread in my second...
 
Phew

Thank god that worked.

Okay, here's the story.
This is designed to be a 1-on-1 thread, but others may join. The basic story is, a couple of my character's work buddies have thrown in to buy my character a blind date through a rather top-notch dating agency. Obviously the first character is myself, (More detail on my character down this post) and the second is the girl with whom the date is with. If you can think of any other characters, feel free to suggest them here, and I will (Hopefully) give you the green light once I've seen it.

My character:
Name: Joey Kardwell
Age: 23
Height: 5'10
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Blonde/Brown, short
Build: Average
Personality: Shy, but friendly, and when he gets a bit more confidence he has a gentle personality, a quick wit, and a good, if somewhat wry, sense of humour.

Ok. Open thread, so feel free to join in.

IC: I looked at my watch, and with dread realised the time was 7:05. She was already 5 minutes late. Maybe she wasn't even going to come? Maybe I was over-reacting? I don't know.
"Sir, are you ready to order?" a passing waiter asked me.
"Uh, not yet, thanks." I replied, and he scurried off.
As I waited, I looked around me. The restaurant, Italian, was very spacious, and the darkened lighting gave it a kind of moody, seductive feel. Too expensive for anything I ever went to. I looked at the table number in the middle of the table. 7. All I knew about her is that she was meant to meet me here, table 7 at 7 pm, and I knew she knew my name. But that was it. He wondered what she would be like. Smart, good looking, funny... who knows.
I looked at my watch. 7:06. Damn, time went slow when it wanted to.
 
May I please?

I would like to share this character with you, Dark Warrior. If she is right for the part, please let me know.

Character: Allie Richardson
Age: 25
Height: 5'3 1/2"
Eyes: Blue eyes with swirls of dark blue
Hair: Long Dark Blonde with highlights the color of golden honey
Build: The girl next door kind of look.
Personality: Very sweet and shy. Her inner passions and her beautiful smile can brighten any room immediately. This is her way of breaking out - discovering all of the things she's only dared to dream.

IC: As she was walking out the door of her apartment, Allie realized she had forgotten to leave a light on in the living room so that when she came home it wouldn't be completely dark. Yes, even though she was 25 years old, she still harbored those childhood fears that the darkness brought. As she was closing up she glanced at her watch and realized she would be late no matter how she hurried.

"What a way to make a first impression", she thought as she was quickly walking to the restaurant where her blind date would be waiting for her. All she knew about him was what the agency told her over the phone. They said his name was Joey and he was 23 years old. They mentioned something about a fabulous sense of humor along with the fact that this was also his first date with them, too.

As she made her way into the restaurant she suddenly couldn't remember her own name. The nervousness she was trying to keep at bay was beginning to find its way to the surface now and with those nerves comes the giggles. All she could picture in her head was Joey, her date, holding out his hand to greet her and she would look at him and begin her nervous laugh. "Dear God, please don't let me make a fool of myself", she was thinking. Unfortunately, those words were not in her head like she thought. She was speaking them out loud as she found her way to table number 7. Just as she said the word "fool", there was Joey smiling at her and holding out his hand to let her know she was at the correct table.

That's when the giggles started.
 
OOC: That's fine, great to have you aboard!

IC: I looked her up and down as she approached me, and, somehow, I knew it was her. I stood up and offered my hand, just as she muttered something under her breath, she noticed me and giggled.
"Hi, I'm Joey." I said nervously, taking in her beauty. She was a fair amount shorter than myself, but that was ok... her sensual blue eyes seemed to draw me into their depths... and her long hair, with many shades of blonde weaved into it... she was breathtaking.
"Uh, sorry..." I said, snapping to attention as I pulled her chair out for her. "Please, have a seat..." I said. I assumed that her silence meant she was just as nervous as I was.
 
IC: As Joey started to pull out my chair, my attentions immediately went to his most handsome smile. That delicious smile traveled up into his eyes also. It was at that same instant I noticed his warm, inviting, hazel eyes. They were the eyes of someone who knew and understood her shyness. For some reason at that moment, I started to feel very relaxed. There was something quite familiar about him and it put me at ease.

He had the most sensuous head of hair she had ever seen on a man - so thick and inviting. It was the color of wheat on an autumn day with darker shadows swirled throughout. I couldn't help but wonder how his hair would feel twirled around my fingers.

As they sat at the table looking at each other over the basket of freshly cut flowers, Allie introduced herself. "Joey, I'm Allie, and it's very nice to meet you." With that, they both let out a low sigh and realized that this evening just might be something wonderful.
 
"Allie... a nice name." I thought, as I stared into her beautiful face. Her smile, in particular, caught my attention.
"Allie is a b-beautiful name." I said, nearly unable to control my voice through shyness.
Allie smiled again, sending a warm feeling through me, and she opened her mouth to answer, but was cut short by the waiter.
"Would you like to order yet?" he said in his thick, italian accent.
"Uh, ... Allie?" I asked, scared that I was going to blow it by acting a certain way.
 
"Joey, did you want to ask me something?" As I spoke those words, I could see in your eyes just how nervous you were. I could also see something else - something that made me realize we both had the same butterflies flitting back and forth inside our stomachs. Food, at this moment, was out of the question.

As I cleared my throat and tried to think of something profound, all that would come out was, "Would you mind terribly if we came back to eat later, Joey? I don't think I could eat anything right now. Would that be okay?"

The look on your face was priceless…relief, understanding, sympathy. It was all there. Your smile was all I needed to see to know you completely understood.

With that, we were out the door and walking along the sidewalk taking deep breaths and enjoying the coolness of the evening air. It felt so good as it caressed our faces and sent the tiniest of shivers all along our bodies.

As I looked up into the night sky, I noticed a shooting star darting across the heavens and quickly tugged on your arm while pointing it out. "Look, Joey, hurry up and look, see it over there? Hurry, hurry before it's too late."
 
I looked up, but it was too late, and I missed it.
"What was it?" I asked.
"A shooting star." she replied. Oh, how I liked her voice.
"And did you make a wish?"
She nodded, and opened her mouth, but I cut her off. "No, no, don't tell me, or it won't come true." I said. Of course, I didn't believe any of it - all just old wive's tales for little kids. She laughed, and once more I saw that beautiful smile.
We were both quiet for a moment.
"So... where do you want to go?" I asked. I was still a little nervous, but I was gradually getting better, and I could tell, just by her body language, that she was too.
 
As I tried desperately to think of another place where we could talk and just enjoy each other's company, I didn't notice the slope in the sidewalk. As I let out a little squeal of dismay, my ankle started to twist underneath me and I could feel myself begin to fall. I quickly grabbed for something - anything at all that would hold me in an upright position. What I managed to find and clutch tightly was Joey's tie.

"Oh my God, please help me", I started to cry out as I pulled frantically on his tie which was beginning to tighten around his neck. I couldn't believe this was happening to me - but at the same time I could see the look on Joey's reddening face and I knew he couldn't believe it either. I was in the middle of a fall and I was taking him with me. This was not exactly how I had imagined a first date should be and I can't even begin to wonder what Joey could possibly be thinking at this moment, either.

After falling against him, my face was pressed into Joey's chest. Instead of feeling embarrassed, I only wanted to inhale the delicious scent that was waiting for me. What I found, much to my surprise, were Joey's arms holding me tightly in place.

"Allie, are you okay? I think we'd better find someplace for you to sit down and rest that ankle of yours."

To be honest, I think that's what he said, but my brain was playing tricks on me and it sounded like he was saying, "Allie, what in the world were you thinking pulling my tie like that? You could have choked me."

I was hoping this was a dream.
 
I helped her limp to a nearby park, one I often frequented when I had thinking to be done, because it lied right in a quiet corner amidst the rest of the busy city. I guided her to a park bench, and we sat down. At this time of night, there were some people out walking or jogging, but it was mostly empty, and the sky was already quite dark.
"I'm sorry... is your ankle ok?" I asked, letting her rest it on the bench. I looked at it; it looked swollen.
"Geez... I don't think you're going anywhere fast." I said, looking up at her pain stricken face. I suddenly realised how much I was loosening up; it was great.
"You can come to my place if you want, it's not far..." I suddenly stopped, fearing that I was rushing it a bit.
"Uh, I mean, if you want to..." my brain was cursing me even as I stumbled for words.
 
He looked so sweet and kind kneeling beside me as his hands gently cradled my swollen ankle. As embarrassed as I was, I was also silently thanking my lucky stars that it hadn't been worse.

I think my ego was feeling far more pain than my ankle at this point. But, what I saw reflected in his eyes was genuine concern along with a little bit of a devilish sparkle. Maybe it was that sparkle that caught my attention, I don't really know for sure, but for some strange reason I felt very relaxed at this moment.

"Joey, that would be okay...I-I mean...if your place is n-not far away, I think...I could make it." As I spoke those words, my heart began racing and I began to feel a bit light-headed. Maybe I was hungry after all, but I couldn't tell him that after what had just happened.

All the while, his hands were lightly messaging my ankle...his long, slender fingers were working their magic all along that puffy area...and I wanted to close my eyes right then and there imagining those sensuous fingers caressing my face. As I let out a low sigh, my eyes opened and there was Joey looking right at me. His face was only inches from mine and I hoped he hadn't been able to read my thoughts.

As I started to get up, I realized I would need help walking...that's when he held his hand out to me. "May I?" he asked as he helped me to my feet and we started on our way.
 
I smiled as I helped her, my arm around her now, guiding her towards my house. I was imagining making my move on her, seeing her naked before me, the two of us... but, I think I was rushing it. Don't get me wrong, it's not that sex was all I wanted: it's just that she had really taken me aback, and I could feel a sort of compatability, a oneness about us. Perhaps she was the one...?
"Here's my house... right here." I said, waving my hand at it. It wasn't exactly fancy, one floor and kinda small, but it was clean, and it was home. "It's not much, but I hope it'll do."
I helped her limp to the door, and I reached into my pocket for the keys. I unlocked the door and turned on the lights before helping her inside and to the lounge room, not far from the front door, and let her relax on the couch.
"Here, make yourself at home. Get comfy. Can I fix you up anything?" I asked, looking into her eyes. They seemed to be shining with passion, but it might be nothing. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part. "I'm not a master cook, but I reckon I could whip up something edible." I said with a grin. "Or something to drink maybe...?"
 
The sofa Joey led me to was as beautiful as it was comfortable. As he helped me get settled in the chair with my leg propped on the nearby table, he stood over me and charmed me with the most inviting smile. I think part of him was enjoying the fact that he was taking care of me. The other part of him was just devilish enough to know that I wouldn't be able to run out the door should he decide to kiss me.

"Joey, if you don't mind, I think I'm a bit thirsty." What I really wanted to ask for was something to eat, but I didn't want to seem too forward.

As he called out from the kitchen asking me if I'd like either red or white wine, I began looking at the pictures he had on the walls. Among those pictures there were several people who looked like they might be related to him. The warm glow that bathed everything in this room was all that was needed to tell me that the man I was here with was someone I could enjoy very much and trust even more.

"I'll have some white. Thanks so much." He had such a soothing voice, too, I thought to myself and just as I rested my head on the back of the sofa, there was Joey setting down my wine on the table. He paused for a few seconds and then sat down next to me watching me to see what my reaction would be. What he saw on my face was enough for him to know I wanted him there, I wanted to feel the soothing warmth he was generating and I enjoyed the fact he desired to be near me.

We started talking about what had transpired during our evening and began laughing like we were old friends. He was so comfortable to be near and without even realizing what we had done, we were now leaning against each other and his hand was resting on my lap. It felt so natural.

After we had each taken several sips of wine, there was an awkward moment and then he took my face into his hands and brought his lips to meet mine. I could feel the electricity - see the sparks dance around us. More than anything, I could feel the heat passing through our bodies.
 
I don't know what made me do it... maybe it was the look in her eyes, maybe it was the wine, maybe it's because I just wanted to... but now, here we were. I kissed her once or twice on the lips, before letting my tongue into her mouth. I was not at all surprised when she made no movement to stop me... I knew she wanted this too... and our tongues were soon wrestling one another, our passion unbridled now. As we kissed, I reached up and placed a hand on her left breast through her clothes, before repositioning myself to place my other hand on her right breast, gently kneading them through her clothes.
I couldn't believe this was happening. It was too fast... too good, to stop.
 
His lips were so soft and moist, pulling at mine with such urgency, our tongues passionately making a love of their own. All I knew was that at this moment I wanted nothing else but to be here with him, touching him, holding him. How could this be?

"Ohhhh, so sweet", I remember sighing into his mouth as we began breathing for each other. As he moaned his reply and his hands began moving lightly over my body I began to tremble. My body was taking over where my mind left off. I could feel the heat from his fingers penetrating through my clothes.

"Hmmmm, Joey…" but that's all I could say between kisses. He started unbuttoning my blouse very slowly, watching me take a deep breath with every one that was unfastened. It was almost as if he was daring me to stop him, but I didn't want to. I could see the waiting in his eyes. I could see the fire and the passion - it was all there for me to see.

Can he see me pleading with my eyes how I want to feel his fingers on my skin? Can he hear me crying out to him how I want to bury my face in his chest and breathe him in so deeply?

How I wanted this man. How can I possibly stop now? I need to stop now…. I don't want to.
 
Soon I had her blouse off, and my hands deftly unclipped her bra. I lowered myself into her cleavage, my tongue going to work on her tits. My hands moved up to join them, each grabbing hold of one breast, as my tongue flicked between them both, and then running down between her boobs. I could sense her wanting, her needing even, and I was not about to stop.
I could feel her hands on my shirt... pulling it up, and over my head, revealing my chest. I started kissing my way up from her tits, over her neck, up to her mouth.
"Shall we... keep... going?" I asked in between kisses on her full lips.
 
As I was lifting up his shirt I could see the skin on his stomach, then the hairs on his chest. All I could think about was running my fingers across that warm flesh. All I wanted to do was gently pull at those lightly curled hairs that formed a pathway to his hardened nipples.

My tongue instinctively began wetting my lips so his nipples would feel the warm wetness as my mouth found its way to them. Everything about this man was driving me insane with passion. I was filled with a lust that I hadn't known before. I wanted to taste his heated skin.

"Oh my God..." I began thinking to myself, "I shouldn't...should I?"

It was almost as if Joey was questioning what we were about to do, too. He actually asked me...and before I could even respond what I wanted, he stopped kissing me and looked at me. I wanted to pull him back to me and make love with him, but maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the moment, maybe it was because I was lonely for a man.

He sensed all of my questions, shook his head and then kissed me once more.
 
As we kissed once more, my hands crept down her body, reaching the top of her pants. I reached inside, inside her panties, and my hand brushed against her sex. She gave a moan as my hands flicked across it, but she made no move to stop me, so I inserted two fingers into her moistness, probing further and further in with each stroke. My other hand, meanwhile, slowly pulled down her pants, leaving her naked but for her panties.
 
Dark Warrior,

Please forgive me for not being able to continue our Role Play. I am posting this from a friend's computer at school because my computer has finally seen its last days.

I don't know when I'll be able to get another one so I'm sorry to have to leave you like this. I was having so much fun. Again, I'm so sorry.

Shaina
 
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