<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246501.msg12315305#msg12315305">Quote from: Cerevan on 13-05-2016, 01:15:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/0a098e1d9077844afcdb29fcbc1fee73/tumblr_o4cpqqq3lf1saikalo6_250.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Autumn Towler<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Outsider - University Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Opportunistic <br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Mischievous<br/><strong>Date:</strong> Mid-Week (TBD)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Revelin Towler | Closed<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Incest AF</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">After all this time it didn’t surprise Autumn to know she had an <em>effect</em> on those she met. The combination of blue eyes, plump lips, and a devil-may-care attitude tended to win over most. And if they didn’t fall to her feet immediately…well, she’d learned to play all the games necessary to get what she wanted. (What she wanted almost always ended with people at her delicate feet and so it really all turned out the same.)<br/><br/>But. There still always came a delicious thrill when she could make one of her brothers do this. Bring Revie in all his highly masculine glory and Eros in all his tightly controlled magnificence to grasp for her with rough-gentle hands. It could leave her faintly breathless. Make her forget whatever game she’d been about to play for the sheer joy of the moment.<br/><br/>Just so now. Over a decade of dance practice came in handy as she allowed him to press her back toward a…oh, it appeared to be a pillar. Much more comfortable than bookshelves which tended to press in at awkward intervals. Relishing his crooked smile, she scratched at his nape gently with her fingertips. “Missed me, Revie?” she murmured. Part tease. Part desire to hear him say that he had missed her and these stolen moments.<br/><br/>In a distinctly trusting move, she lolled her head back into the support of his hand. The slender, pale column of her throat bared itself in a motion that many would read as submissive. “Where am I <em>coming</em>…exactly?” The brush of his breath across her ear caused an exquisite shiver to run down her spine.<br/><br/>“Ahhh…” Pouting her lower lip in a thoughtful way, she paused as much to give herself time to think as for dramatic effect. “I was going to say that cute little shopping district in downtown.” Give him an out. Always build in an out, just in case, so that refusal doesn’t have to mean failure. Thing she wishes she could turn off, sometimes, but not always. “But then I remembered you haven’t given me a tour of your bedroom here.”</span><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><hr/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">nor·mal·i·ty</span></span></strong></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://wmfeeddotme.files.wordpress.com/2015/04/stephen-james-mens-health-spain-april-2015-photo-shoot-003.jpg?w=438&amp;h=575&amp;crop=1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>Name: </strong> Revelin Towler<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Engaged <br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Mid-Week|Fall Term|Late morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Autumn<br/><strong>Other:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">No one in school knows Autumn. No one knows that she is Revelin's sister.</span><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Incest AF</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><br/>The ever weighing scales, they were a constant in Revelinn's psyche. When people gave him more than one option, he internalized them thoroughly. <em>'Do I say what they want me to say? Do I say what I am really thinking? <em>Or</em>, should I just change the subject all together?'</em> In this instance, he was torn, more than usual. Of course, he wanted his sister to be happy. But which option would make her the happiest? Would shopping give her more satisfaction, today than fooling around? Would showing Autumn his room do it? Or, was she hungry? These were the things that set off the pistons on Revelinn's brain. <br/><br/>Where Eros was obviously calculating, Revelinn seemed outwardly impulsive. But, what not many people knew was, that he <em>had</em> calculated his moves. While they may not have been the wisest, at times, they were the best, for the good of the family. Perspectives drastically differed in the Towler family. There was nothing the Revelinn could do to change that. But in this very moment, he dared to think, <em>'What would Eros do?'</em> There was a ton of things that his brother would do. Not all of them nice. Then his brain began imagining. <em>'No. Stop.'</em> He told himself. Because if he didn't stop, things that should not make him angry or jealous, would do so.<br/><br/>Pleasure was always a quick fix, to distract a troubled mind. After a good talk with himself, there was clearly only one option. Looking up to see if anyone was watching, he leaned in and said, "Don't be afraid of it's size." He let out a mischievous laugh, as he untangled himself from Autumn. Pulling out keys from his back pocket, he jingled as he walked backwards. Wondering if she'd really follow him to his tiny dorm room.</span>