<a href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/92657/" target="_blank">View attachment 92657</a>Name: Oshiro Yami<br/>Age: 27<br/>Date/Time: Sat July 31<br/>Location: Villa - on the couch<br/>Wearing:[see picture]<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Yami listened to the flustered way she tried to subtly dodge his real question. His smirk never wavered, nor did his gaze upon her. A stuntwoman though made his mind go into very interesting directions. She was indeed flexible. It seemed she did answer his question without entirely meaning to, and he was already imagining all of the different scenarios, places…positions…he could put her in and know that he wouldn’t be putting her in any more danger than her job does on a fairly daily basis. Perhaps she might also be a thrill seeker? That would be a first, even for him, and he’s done plenty.<br/><br/>Before he could suggest any of these ideas floating around in his brain, however, Ember was quick to change the subject as if they were sharing a perfectly normal conversation with zero sexual undertones. Perhaps she’s afraid of what a bit of intimacy might reveal about herself? Nevertheless, he gave her a half-hearted shrug with his right shoulder. “I mostly do Rock. Specifically Japanese Rock, but I do many of my songs in English as well. If you’d like to hear, I wouldn’t mind putting on a performance for you. I have a song I think you would like quite a bit.” He also took a sip of his drink, but he didn’t move his face away from her, only tilting it away just a bit to lift the bottle, his arm brushing against hers with a bit more noticeability than her minor graze from before.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><a href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/92658/" target="_blank">View attachment 92658</a>Name: Hayley Carter<br/>Age: 24<br/>Date/Time: Sat July 31<br/>Location: Villa - at the shower<br/>Wearing: [see picture]<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="133" data-username="Clint Johnson" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/133/">Clint Johnson</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Hayley could indeed feel what was “her fault” when he pressed her rear against his crotch. She drunkenly giggled as she shuffled along with him, keeping him hidden from view of the cameras and their housemates. All the while, she made sure to sway her hips just a bit more exaggeratedly than normal, quite enjoying the feel between her cheeks.<br/><br/>When they reached the bathroom, after a very difficult time going up the stairs, upon which the actress may have stumbled a few times, Hayley stood in awe at the size. This place was truly extravagant, especially so in comparison to her little hovel of an apartment she calls a home at the moment.<br/><br/>She watched as Sterling went to turn on the water in the massive shower. All the while she pulled of her own heels, truly relieved just with that much taken off. When Sterling did the same, she just smirked as he stopped at his pants. Seems he wanted her to do the honors. “Very well,” she teased as she sauntered over. With her body barely an inch from his, she placed her hands on his chest again, wanting to feel the muscles as her fingertips slid down the entire length of his torso. “Did anybody ever tell you how hot you are?” She said in a low voice, sticking the tip of her tongue out from between her teeth, giggling with the tease. Her fingers finally reached his pants, tickling at the V before finally undoing the button and zipper. However, she stopped there. Pulling her hair out of the way, she said “I think I would need more help from you than you do from me, though.” With that, she turned around, showing him the zipper along the back of her dress, inviting him to help her with what she would have difficulty doing on her own anyway.