<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=147365.msg6686403#msg6686403">Quote from: Primarch on 01-08-2012, 04:02:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Slade Wilson, in Emma Frost</strong> <br/><br/>Emma was responding beautifully, her legs spread for him and Deathstroke could feel her wetness soaking him. With a hurried motion he pushed off his trunks and kicked them away, they were a nuisance now. Slade focused on 'putting it' to Emma, he drove himself into her with a passionate fervor. He knew very well that in this place and at this time he owned her body, every perfect inch of skin, every strand of blonde hair and every drop that was wetting his prick. He took her harder, ravishing her body with a selfish desire to lay claim to the bounty of flesh before him and an egotistical desire to hear her scream his name. To <em>ruin</em> her for all other men. <br/><br/>His lips sought hers out again, his tongue moving like it had not long before to find hers. A hand snaked under to the small of her back, puller her into him as he drove himself into her. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Emma:</strong><br/><br/>Emma wasn't some cookie cutter girl scout, she knew how to work a cock, and work Slade's she did. Her pussy tightened around him on command, as did her legs, pulling him deeper into her. She wanted to meld her body with his, to make them one. It was a selfish desire, but it was one she was trying to act on, obviously. "Ah babe, yeah..right THERE." she moaned as he hit her g-spot. Slade could feel her cunt beginning to spasm around him, it was obvious to anybody who knew a woman's body that she was right on the edge.<br/><br/>Her mouth met his with a fervor, and her hands reached up to wrap over his shoulders, her nails digging in sharply.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=147365.msg6686302#msg6686302">Quote from: Vergil1989 on 01-08-2012, 03:47:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Inque;</strong><br/><br/>Bastard.  Inque thought to herself as she looked over to Terry as he sat by some kid in a really small pair of swim trunks.  She licked her lips but focused on Dinah, unable to help but gasp at the beautiful girl beside her.  She looked like a living goddess, and her temper just made her more alluring to the saboteur.  "Easy there hot stuff, I wasn't talking about your bike.  I was talking about your taste in drink.  Still, your temper just makes you more arousing to me beautiful."  Inque replied, grinning slightly as she cocked her head to the side, turning into her slime form briefly before slithering behind the woman, her hands resting on her shoulders a moment later before she turned back into a human again.  Having heard her compliment, Inque just grinned wider.  "Thanks, been a while since I've heard someone say that to me.  Well, the last guy that did was a loser and well....let's just say he didn't get what he wanted from me, which was to become what I am.  Oh well, he wouldn't have done this power justice anyway."  She purred, definitely more curious about Dinah herself.  "I'm a villain, in case you're curious, and I have a history with Batboy over there.  I hitched a ride on his backside from 2049 to this date, having planned to tear his throat out the first chance I got, but this Isle has offered a much needed distraction....as have you Dinah.  So, what are you here for?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Dinah:</strong><br/><br/>Dinah glanced at the man who seemed to have a bone to pick with Inque. She thought this place was a completely neutral ground, but she supposed that the hate ran deep with them. Focusing back on Inque, she raised her eyebrows. "Oh. Right....still. Don't talk about my bike." Dinah knew she was coming off as a total biker freak, but the fact was, she didn't really give a shit. "Oh, and thanks, I guess. Glad to make the arousal cut." The Black Canary watched as the woman seemed to melt, reappearing as a human behind her. "Kinda looks like the witch in the Wizard of Oz..."<br/><br/>She focused back on what Inque was saying, something about a boyfriend and turning into what she was. Dinah nodded, showing that she understood. "Vigilante here, came by boat...in case YOU were wondering." She was already tired of the feud between the handsome male sitting at the other end of the bar and the beauty who was currently talking to her. She came to relax on this island, not play therapist.  "I'm here for what most everybody else is. To get my brains fucked out." Dinah shrugged, taking a sip of her drink and beginning to think Inque was right...she did need a bit more kick. A whiskey and water would be her next choice, for sure.