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John 'Axle' Winters<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i> Anger room then hallway<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>​</div><br/>There was a little colour on the man's cheeks, perhaps from more than just their exertion when she told him he was pretty amazing as well. He wasn't used to compliments, but of course he appreciated them. John simply took it and smiled.<br/><br/>Her expression seemed to change from jovial and happy to something darker as she thought about the topic he'd brought up, which made him frown slightly as he looked at her, before a familiar, lewd smile returned to her lips. _Ideas?_ he considered as she spoke... was she excited by the prospect of taking more? Maybe holding a reminder of their last encounter close to her womb for a bit? This was exactly one of those times he wished the eye connection worked the other way around.<br/><br/>She kissed him and moved before he could ask, then drew his attention to something else entirely. His eyes glanced over as she pointed before focusing on her again. "Ah... right."<br/>Axle slid over to the side of the bed and got up as she made her suggestion, nodding calmly as he put his handgun-holster belt around his nude waist and hoisted the strap with the orb over his shoulder. He also collected his clothes from the ground into a pile he could carry, not wanting to get them too dirty by putting them on if he could help it. And if she was going in the nude, so was he.<br/>"Guess we got no other choice," he chuckled while doing so, giving her a little smile. They were going to sneak around naked to skinny dip then... that brought back some old teenage memories he hadn't thought about in quite some time.<br/><br/>After waiting for her to collect her things as well, he ventured out into the hallway with her... only to run into a few surprises. At the sight of Lydia standing further down the hallway with a shocked expression on her face, he reddened as she could probably tell exactly what was going on when he and her sister emerged. He wasn't expecting anyone there, let alone... more people, arriving in the background.<br/><br/>"I... erm..." He glanced over at Nalia, speaking out of the corner of his mouth to her. "This is too awkward, do we quickly run to the pool to at least cover up with some towels?"<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi56.photozi.com%2Fimages%2F9w9lN.png&amp;hash=ed0e2b26933e967cc9dcb08047c9f928" title="9w9lN.png">
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Galen Forrester<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i> Anger room hallway<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress @tristyn grace tucker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress @tristyn grace tucker</a>​</div><br/>Galen could only hear the door closing before he moved into the hallway and saw Lydia, his face pulling into a smile before he glanced over at the buck-naked Axle and Nalia emerging from a room further down together, holding their clothes.<br/><br/>"What is...- ?" His eyes went wide before he covered his mouth, incredulous. He raised an eyebrow and shook his head, holding back a laugh. Well, now he knew more or less what Axle and Nalia looked like naked, something he hadn't planned or needed to know... but he was concerned what kind of reaction they were going to get from Lydia.<br/>He backed up slowly out of that situation then, pushing Dawn back with him if she'd followed behind.