Sketching and Painting

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OOC:

Aeryn is a twenty year old bleach blonde (natural brunette, but not for some time), but not your stereotypical "bimbo." She is trusting, in general, and open with just about everything. Except the sexual fantasies she often has about her roomate, Maggie. Though she doesn't share the passion Maggie does for music, she does enjoy when Maggie sings. Instead, Aeryn studies art, more specifically sketching and painting, and has several scattered canvases around her room.

She is quiet and reserved, except in her artwork, which is usually sexual in nature. Though she isn't a virgin, sexual experience isn't a term anyone would associate with the college junior. Most of her sexual aggresion comes out in sketches of bondage and other submissive roles. The submissive and always female face often bears a striking resemblance to her own, though no one has ever commented on the obvious.

Like Maggie, Aeryn too grew up in a very bohemian household. Her mom, separated from her father in Aeryn's infancy, paid the bills by dancing in a nearby strip club. Aeryn was never comfortable with it, and spent the majority of her high school shying away from boys all together. She did not want the rumors and nicknames about her mother to be passed down to her, and instead kept her sexuality pent up until college. It took rooming with Mags to finally open her up, exposing her to her first sexual experience with Mark. It didn't last, but empowered Aeryn to be more open about sex in general. Still, she blushes at the mention of cock, or pussy, until someone (like Maggie) pushes her to open up.

All in all, she knows how to have fun, she's just afraid to.

I'm looking for someone interested in playing Maggie, who may, or may not, be having a few sexual fantasies of her own about Aeryn. Moreover, I'm looking for Maggie to be open-minded in pursuing something hot and heavy with Aeryn and maybe another man. Maggie is more vivacious and sexually experienced than Aeryn, in fact, that would be a quiet understatement for her personality. I'm also looking for someone interested in playing the third in their triangle (to be named by whomever plays him), a very dominant and demanding college senior. He needs to be someone who won't put up with any excuses, or let Aeryn stay in her comfort zone.

 

[lauralicious]

OOC: Maggie

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Maggie has had quite the trip since she turned eighteen and lost her virginity. Her parents were California hippies. She was taught all about safe sex and her body from an early age and is not shy at all when it comes to her sexuality. On multiple occasions she has regaled Aeryn with tales of debauchery from crazy nights, wild parties; but there are other things Maggie keeps to herself.

Maggie is starting to realize that she's totally in love with her roommate and best friend! She's torn... she's seen Aeryn's paintings, the longing, the lust, the binds... she's scared she won't be able to give Aeryn what she really needs, sexually.

Lately Maggie has been focusing more and more on creating new music, focusing the lust she was denying herself into her art.

 

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Ed

OOC: Ed Taylor

A senior studying both art and music he was impressed by Aeryn’s art work and had tried to get friendly with her but she seemed to be in a bit of shell liking her own company and that of her room mate who was a really good musician.

As he wasn’t getting anywhere with Aeryn he got friendly with Maggie in the hopes that through her he’d be able to get to know Aeryn better.

“I like the music that you’re creating,” he said to Maggie as they took a short break from class one afternoon to have a coffee.

OOC: Hope that’s OK for an introduction.

 

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Aeryn was by no means a workaholic, she went out and drank coffee, partied, got drunk, just like every other college student. It was how she met Ed, tipsy, her hair in a flirtatious wave paired with a very short skirt. It was Maggie's idea, "Get out and let go," she pushed. Aeryn always needed pushing to do anything, even if it was in her best interest. She had gotten pushed into art, the nudging of her high school art teachers wasn't enough, it took her mother submitting her portfolio to get Aeryn off her ass and attending college.

Sure, she had always been good at art, as long as she remembered. But her sexual paintings, the curves of the bodies in her head, they weren't meant to be reproduced. They weren't meant to be hung on walls at some snobbish gallery, they were private, and fantasies she didn't want everyone else to feel. Everyone, that was, except for Maggie. They had been roomates since freshman year, they told each other everything. Well, almost. They had been telling each other "I love you," for what felt like ages, it was only, Aeryn was starting to mean hers in more ways than simply platonic.

It was partially why she didn't get close to Ed, she was falling hard for Mags, and adding a third party would make everything more complicated. Sure, Maggie was known for retelling stories of her sexual escapades. But one night, or maybe a few dates, that was nothing in the scheme of things, and Aeryn only found herself longing to share the situations, not at all jealous. So when Aeryn heard from Maggie that Ed had asked her out, the blonde junior was immediately suspicious. "Coffee?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. Aeryn never saw the point in going out for coffee, it was basically saying "I want to get in your pants without buying you an expensive dinner." It was a joke.

"Don't come back here, I have an assignment to finish," Aeryn said rolling her eyes, and turning away from her brunette roomate. She pulled out a soft pencil and flipped open her sketchbook. She paused momentarily at a smudged page of a young woman chained to a stone wall. She looked lonely, and there was loose chain lying around. Aeryn ran her fingers down the familiar curves of the sketch, almost feeling her own fingers on her body. Sure, it was her, but no one needed to know. Flipping to an open page, Aeryn pressed her pencil to the white canvas and began furiously scribbling.

 

[lauralicious]

"Don't come back here, I have an assignment to finish," Aeryn said rolling her eyes, and turning away from her brunette roomate. She pulled out a soft pencil and flipped open her sketchbook. She paused momentarily at a smudged page of a young woman chained to a stone wall. She looked lonely, and there was loose chain lying around. Aeryn ran her fingers down the familiar curves of the sketch, almost feeling her own fingers on her body. Sure, it was her, but no one needed to know. Flipping to an open page, Aeryn pressed her pencil to the white canvas and began furiously scribbling.

Maggie sighed, watched Aeryn work on her sketchbook, the contents hidden from her view. "Aeryn, why don't you come along. It's just coffee, it won't be very long at all. I'm sure Ed won't mind at all. I've seen him looking at you, he's definitely interested in you. C'mon, it's just coffee. Nobody's getting laid today. It'll be fun!"

Maggie had never been one to fuck a guy based on where he took her. She was always more interested in seeing if a guy actually had an imagination and would be fun to play with. Some of the guys she'd done it with weren't actually all that great-looking, but made up for it with either an impressive cock or an impressive knowledge of how to use it. She'd definitely had some wild times, but she'd also had a lot of dates with super-hot, super-boring dumbass guys who only wanted to get up her skirt. She wasn't sure which type Ed was. Hopefully, Aeryn and Maggie would find out together.

"What do you say?" Maggie asked her.

 

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Ed

Ed had arranged to meet Maggie at the coffee house at eight, it was ten minutes to when he drove his car into the parking lot he’d heard that a club locally had a group on that evening that played the sort of music that Maggie appeared to like.

He had further plans for the evening but they didn’t include getting into Maggie’s panties maybe after a few dates he’d try but he liked to really get to know his dates before things went that far.

He just hoped that she’d enjoy the group and as it was Friday night she wouldn’t be in a rush to get back to her room as they didn’t have any lectures on the weekend and they could make a late night of it before returning.

He entered the establishment and ordered himself a coffee while he whiled away the time before she was due to join him expecting her to be late as most girls seemed to enjoy keeping the guy waiting for them.

 

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Aeryn rolled her eyes as Maggie prodded her to join in on their coffee date. She tucked her soft charcoal pencil behind her ear and turned around from her desk. Leaning her arms on the desk, she watched as Maggie gave her that typical guilt-trip smile, and finally let out a soft sigh. "Fine," she mumbled, leaving her sketchbook open on the desk. The half-finished drawing was yet another naked woman, half-shaded, but her eyes were sunken in and she looked utterly defeated. She wasn't lying in a bed, but on the floor, her arm twisted awkwardly behind her back. Paying no mind to the drawing (she often left work open in front of Mags), Aeryn wandering over to her closet. "One pick-up line out of his mouth and I'm leaving."

She rifled through the various t-shirts, jeans, and skirts hanging in the small alcove, looking for something decent to wear. While she didn't mind lounging around her dorm room in paint-stained jeans, a baggy t-shirt and her hair in a messy bun, she'd never be seen in public like that. At least, no where outside of the art building. And today was just that attire; an old cranberry jean jacket stained by blue, purple and white splotches covered a white ribbed tank top. She had painted on the top years ago, in a bright blue. Though most of the paint had chipped off (or been washed off), the shirt still read faintly across her chest "Sub(miss)ive." It was her subtle way of getting out her wild side, letting people know that yes, she was a girl, but no, she had no interest in sexual power. Her whole outfit was tied together with a pair of faded blue jeans, tight hip huggers that had paint stains of all different colors. The most eye-catching part of the outfit was her ass, the way the jeans tugged around it gently, and the paint-covered handprint on her back right pocket.

Aeryn had always been a tease, even in her messy unkempt attire. But that didn't mean she'd wear anything like that in front of her peers, or for that matter, ones that were interested in her. Besides, she wanted to look good for Maggie, and if that came out as looking good for Ed, well, then she could keep this facade up a little longer. Finally, she pulled out a signature Aeryn top, a rather hot-looking halter top stitched together with different blue t-shirts. She wasn't only good with paper and a pencil, she had a knack for fashion, and t-shirt surgery was one of her best talents. Tossing her cranberry jacket on her bed, Aeryn quickly pulled off her tank top. She had no shame showing her roomate her small, pert breasts. In fact, quite the opposite. She could imagine the brunette cupipng them in her hands, flicking her nipples with her tongue, running her fingers down her body...But that wasn't happening. Maggie didn't, and would never, want Aeryn that way.

Pulling on her clean top, Aeryn smoothed out an awkward wrinkle and proceeded to pull out her hair elastic, run her fingers through her blonde locks, and then unbutton and slide off her jeans. Stepping into a clean, un-painted pair of light jeans (they could have been the same pair of jeans the way they seemed to fit Aeryn just right in all the right places), Aeryn wandered over to Maggie and gave a pouty smile. "Acceptable?" she asked, letting out a light giggle.

 

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Maggie looked through her drawers and her closet as Aeryn did the same, but then looked at herself in the mirror. Just coffee, right? Her skirt was almost knee length, ruffled and flow-y, it seemed to have a life of its own when she walked, though it also hugged her ass very nicely, subtly, enough to make more than a few of her classmates look twice. Her top was a simple white tank top. She pulled it off, found a much cuter tight little tee, pink, and dancing across large, full breasts in blue, green, yellow, red and purple where five grateful dead bears. The tee was short enough to show off her glittering little navel-ring, which had a string of fake diamonds hanging off a little dolphin tail. She let her long brown hair down from its ponytail and was still brushing it out when Aeryn got her attention.

"Girl, you know now every guy in the room is gonna have his eye on you. You look great. I'll bring a stick to beat them all off," she giggled, and turned back to her mirror. Her eyes caught Aeryn's in the reflection. Her heart rate picked up just a little bit. Maggie blushed a little as she said: "yeah, Aeryn, you look really good." She took the brush to her hair one last time, let the wavy locks fall where they may, and grabbed her little black purse. "Ready? I bet he's there already."

 

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Ed

Ed had finished his coffee and wondered where Maggie had got to he thought that he’d been waiting at least half an hour but when he looked at his watch it was only just after eight she was hardly even late yet.

He ordered another coffee and went to the gents not wanting to be full of coffee and desperate to go when Maggie arrived, she still hadn’t turned up when he returned so he sat back down preparing to wait until she arrived the club didn’t open until nine so they’d have time for a coffee before driving there.