Violet Coffee (Open)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Light =&gt; Light: Exotic Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: taino on 19-09-2010, 01:33:23</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 01:33:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/vc2.jpg)<br><br>---------------------------</div><br>Entry Level:<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/hookah-bar.jpg)<br><br>The Cafe, with well insulated and sound proof walls, the Cafe lobby is generally quiet, a reprieve from the busy streets and the upbeat club. Here couples, friends, and strangers come together to conversate, enjoy lattes and mocha. The music is soft, low, and of north eastern genre. A great place to just relax.<br><br>Second Level:<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/images9.jpg)<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/lavo-night-club-las-vegas.jpg)<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/night_club_design_8.jpg)<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/night_club_design_10.jpg)<br><br>The night club. An upbeat, well catered, lively attraction. The Club scene caters to the supernatural, preternatural, and mortal clientel. Oleander will shut her doors to no one. But the staff is well equipped to handle any problems they may arise, and troublemakers will be kindly escorted off of the premesis and will be requested of, not to return.<br><br>Two bars lead the entry way down double lit corridors to the dance floor. The Dance floor is accompanied by a live DJ. The corridors are lit as if negatives of eachother, florescent lights and black lights line the walk ways and the bars, the dance floor itself is a room all its own, with couches and tables lining the walls. A welcoming enviornment to people of all tastes.<br><br>Third Level:<br><br>(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/level7.jpg)<br><br>VIP Lobby and Lounge. This lobby is reserved for the upperclass regulars. Those more dominantly gifted in supernatural and preternatural habits. They can commit their business in the privacy of the VIP Lobby and Lounge rooms. Activity is closely monitored by Guards stationed at the entrance. Nothing goes on in the establishment without Oleanders knowledge. <br><br>Fourth Level:<br><br>Oleanders Personal Lobby and Lounge/ Penthouse suit. <br><br>These rooms are reserved for the Personal use, of Oleanders personal guests, toys, and family. Employees of the club are invited to use these rooms for personal uses, and over night stays. Each Employee will be provided a room, and a key.<br><br>---<br><br>If you would like to Request Employment, or A VIP Membership Card, please inquire within. -PM me with the request.-<br><br>Enjoy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:03:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82371.msg3650961#msg3650961">Quote from: taino on 19-09-2010, 01:00:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia glanced over and smiled sweetly, brushing a strand of hair from her face before shyly looking away and back to her homework. After a few long moments she tucked the pencil into her ponytail and pushed up off the counter. She made her way back over to his table with a fresh pot of coffee. She refilled his cup, topping it off for him.<br><br>"Doing alright hon?"<br><br>She asked softly. Watching him curiously, he looked tired, worried..she wondered if trying for conversation would relax him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He looked up, realizing he had probably been staring at her for quite some time, and shook his head, shrugging.<br><br>"Hopefully. I've got some news coming in tomorrow... and well, I've never been much good at waiting. Best way to deal with it is finding something to distract me."<br><br>Eric shrugged. He supposed he shouldn't be complaining about things. They could be much worse.<br><br>"But I'm fine. If I have to wander in somewhere, might as well be a Coffee shop with a gorgeous waitress."<br><br>Eric smiled suddenly, nervous. That had just kinda slipped out there at the end. He hoped she didn't get offended. He was sure she had idiots hitting on her all day long, with her looks and her job.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleNekodemon</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:07:38</strong>
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				Quote from: taino on Today at 05:58:46 PM<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Romeo &amp; Andreas<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Andreas glanced up at her and smiled some. "Andreas. My name is Andreas, and Romeo is my twin brother." Those multi faceted eyes looked over to his brother then who was restocking the bar with the apropriate drinks. Andreas then scooted the Shots towards Mona, he'd already made them and set them on the bar.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Both brothers glanced up to the officer who sat at their bar. Romeo caught her order and prepared it quickly, setting the glass down infront of the woman he leaned against the bar. "Rough Night?" Romeo was familiar with the officer, her kind had been frequenting the club the past week. Looking for fugitives. Violet Coffee wasn't the place to find them, that was for sure. Oleander wouldn't put up with it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Andreas glanced up to Mona. "Anything else miss?"<br><br><br><br>" Andreas... do you drink?" she asked as she let her fingers slide over the cool glass as she thought about what he would feel like to let them linger over his skin.<br>' I don't want to drink alone." Mona told him as she slightly bite at her lower lip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:30:52</strong>
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				"Yeah, you could say I've had a rough one.&nbsp; Don't worry, I'm off duty or I wouldn't be here."&nbsp; The dark skinned, brown eyed, silver gray haired elven woman replied as she took a sip of her drink, being a vampire only adding to the headache.&nbsp; Moving her hair to the right side of her neck for a moment, the woman revealed two fresh puncture marks.&nbsp; "Courtesy of a biter, happened to be carrying vampirism to add to my already bad headache.&nbsp; By the time we realized what had happened, it was far too late to rid my blood of the curse.&nbsp; Hazards of working in the prison system though.&nbsp; What do you do but grin and bear it?"&nbsp; She mused, nodding as she heard the names being spoken.&nbsp; "My own is Garnet, don't ask where it came from if you prefer to keep all of your fingers and toes."&nbsp; She smiled, though there was an edge to it as she let her hair fall back into place and she sighed, taking another sip of her drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 04:34:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82371.msg3650965#msg3650965">Quote from: taino on 19-09-2010, 01:02:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>He cried out her name and a blush flourished over her cheeks. A moan escaped her as his warmth flooded her. Moments later he moved to lay beside her. She took a moment to catch her breath, his arm came around her and pulled her in closer. She shifted some and curled into his warmth. Giggling softly to his words.<br><br>"I would have to agree.."<br><br>She purred, nuzzling into him gently.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He felt her nuzzle into him, and he allowed himself to enjoy it. It was a rather enjoyable night so far, and he wished for it to continue. Her skin was smooth, though drenched with sweat, but he was, as well, so he didn't mind a bit.&nbsp; <br><br>"If it's not too much trouble for you, we might have to do this again sometime," he teased her, but also a bit hopeful. He had loved his experience, and it was one he was sure to remember. It was also an experience he would love to go through again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 00:50:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82371.msg3650964#msg3650964">Quote from: taino on 19-09-2010, 01:01:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Esmeralda</strong></span></em></div><br>His hands cupped her face and brought those full lush tiers to his own. She kissed him. Allowing him to taste of her as she did him. The woman shifted just slightly in his lap, breathing in his scent and basking in his touch. His warmth flourished over her skin and she encouraged him to partake in her, to enjoy her, to take from her what he willed. It was his birthday after all and she would deny her most loyal customer. Besides, he was attractive, older, and had a very respectable air to him. Something Esmeralda could very much enjoy.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kyle broke off the kiss softly licking his lips chuckling to himself at the hint of coffee he tasted, talk about appropriate for the business, he gently kissed over the corner of her mouth his hands moving to her back as they rubbed and massaged it expertly. He wasn't going to let himself fully go as he felt&nbsp; her smell him. He couldn't allow that much control to be lost, even though it might be a blast. He was fine with satisfying his oral desires... making sure she didn't take too many liberties in reciprocation otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he behaved to his standards.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:49:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He looked up, realizing he had probably been staring at her for quite some time, and shook his head, shrugging.<br><br>"Hopefully. I've got some news coming in tomorrow... and well, I've never been much good at waiting. Best way to deal with it is finding something to distract me."<br><br>Eric shrugged. He supposed he shouldn't be complaining about things. They could be much worse.<br><br>"But I'm fine. If I have to wander in somewhere, might as well be a Coffee shop with a gorgeous waitress."<br><br>Eric smiled suddenly, nervous. That had just kinda slipped out there at the end. He hoped she didn't get offended. He was sure she had idiots hitting on her all day long, with her looks and her job.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia smiled softly, a little more relaxed since he felt safe enough to divulge in her his worry.&nbsp; She smiled politely and though his following words caused a blush to flourish over her cheeks. Now.. compared to the common thought, Naia didn't recieve compliments very often in this profession. Unless you called being called a delectable snack .. a compliment. She'd been dealing with the preternatural guests that came in here for so long.. it'd been a while since she'd hace human interaction outside of school.<br><br>"I'm sure there is nothing to worry about! You look like a very capable man, who should rest assured in his own abilities!" <br><br>She gave another kind smile, before setting a few packets of creamer on the table. <br><br>"And thank you, I appreciate the compliment... But I do expect an actual tip."<br><br>She teased playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:49:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">" Andreas... do you drink?" she asked as she let her fingers slide over the cool glass as she thought about what he would feel like to let them linger over his skin.<br>' I don't want to drink alone." Mona told him as she slightly bite at her lower lip.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah, you could say I've had a rough one.&nbsp; Don't worry, I'm off duty or I wouldn't be here."&nbsp; The dark skinned, brown eyed, silver gray haired elven woman replied as she took a sip of her drink, being a vampire only adding to the headache.&nbsp; Moving her hair to the right side of her neck for a moment, the woman revealed two fresh puncture marks.&nbsp; "Courtesy of a biter, happened to be carrying vampirism to add to my already bad headache.&nbsp; By the time we realized what had happened, it was far too late to rid my blood of the curse.&nbsp; Hazards of working in the prison system though.&nbsp; What do you do but grin and bear it?"&nbsp; She mused, nodding as she heard the names being spoken.&nbsp; "My own is Garnet, don't ask where it came from if you prefer to keep all of your fingers and toes."&nbsp; She smiled, though there was an edge to it as she let her hair fall back into place and she sighed, taking another sip of her drink. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas looked to Mona and quirked a slender brow. Normally he would have accepted, but drinking on the job wasn't allowed... but she looked so sad. With a soft sigh he poured himself a few shots to match the womans own and with a sly smile, her managed to give her a flash of thin, but still dangerously sharp canines. <br><br>"Bottoms up."<br><br>He laughed, before slamming down the first shot. The liqour burned down the length of his throat and he released a hearty sigh. It felt good to have something hot and heavy in his system. Drinking had always done him wonders.<br><br>Romeo watched the girl with a plantif look on his face. The way she displayed the bite so carelessly derived a small chuckle from his throat, the sound heady in his chest. He shook his head and leaned against the bar, to make mark for further conversation. "Off Duty or not.. you can arrest me any day, Officer Garnet." He gave the woman a quick wink, and a toothy grin, pearly whites matched his twins in alignment, and upkeep. Right down to the thin, sharp canines that seemed a little over extended.&nbsp; Romeo was flirtatious. It was part of the job. You wanted a good tip.. you worked the ladies. Something Andreas had taught him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:50:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He felt her nuzzle into him, and he allowed himself to enjoy it. It was a rather enjoyable night so far, and he wished for it to continue. Her skin was smooth, though drenched with sweat, but he was, as well, so he didn't mind a bit. <br><br>"If it's not too much trouble for you, we might have to do this again sometime," he teased her, but also a bit hopeful. He had loved his experience, and it was one he was sure to remember. It was also an experience he would love to go through again.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle smiled and took his playful teasing with a bit of her own. "You're welcome back anytime." She purred, his warm damp flesh pressed flush against her own as they laid there in the sweat dampened sheets of her bed. She'd never really occupied an actual guest at her own free will in her own room. It was oddly refreshing, and her body felt more relaxed then ever.<br><br>Rolling onto her stomach for a moment she stretched her body out in a rather feline manner with a small purr to the motion and a quiet little mewl. There was more to Isabelle than met the eye, and when one looked closely into those Violet hues, they'd find themselves lost forever in the felines entrancing gaze.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:51:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kyle broke off the kiss softly licking his lips chuckling to himself at the hint of coffee he tasted, talk about appropriate for the business, he gently kissed over the corner of her mouth his hands moving to her back as they rubbed and massaged it expertly. He wasn't going to let himself fully go as he felt&nbsp; her smell him. He couldn't allow that much control to be lost, even though it might be a blast. He was fine with satisfying his oral desires... making sure she didn't take too many liberties in reciprocation otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he behaved to his standards.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Esmeralda</em></span></strong></div><br>Esmeralda felt him break away from her lips, and he chuckled. That sound rumbling in his chest. She smiled softly, his lips kissing over the corners of her mouth. His hands at her back, strong and alluring, but he was holding back. He had control. She admired that, oh did she admire that so. Her slender body remained in his lap. A small sway of her hips to the thrumming beat coasting in from the club two floors down. "Was that all you wanted? A little kiss?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:56:43</strong>
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				"Careful there, I still have my handcuffs.&nbsp; I might take you up on that offer."&nbsp; Garnet teased, though was it really?&nbsp; After dealing with six incubus demons that very day, the half Drow was sexually tense but she had had no luck in finding a way to relieve the strain her loins were sending to the rest of her body.&nbsp; She wondered though if she may have lucked out as she eyed the man before her, finishing her half and half mixer of blood and alcohol.&nbsp; Slamming the glass down as if she had just finished a shot rather than a full glass, Garnet felt a little better.&nbsp; "So, mind if I ask what you are?&nbsp; You know what I am and who I am, but I don't know a thing about you yet other than you're a flirt.&nbsp; I ask because I deal with the worst scum that is both human and otherwise, and I don't feel like ending up as a thrall to a sex demon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleNekodemon</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 05:01:16</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3656267#msg3656267">Quote from: taino on 20-09-2010, 04:49:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas looked to Mona and quirked a slender brow. Normally he would have accepted, but drinking on the job wasn't allowed... but she looked so sad. With a soft sigh he poured himself a few shots to match the womans own and with a sly smile, her managed to give her a flash of thin, but still dangerously sharp canines. <br><br>"Bottoms up."<br><br>He laughed, before slamming down the first shot. The liqour burned down the length of his throat and he released a hearty sigh. It felt good to have something hot and heavy in his system. Drinking had always done him wonders.<br><br>Romeo watched the girl with a plantif look on his face. The way she displayed the bite so carelessly derived a small chuckle from his throat, the sound heady in his chest. He shook his head and leaned against the bar, to make mark for further conversation. "Off Duty or not.. you can arrest me any day, Officer Garnet." He gave the woman a quick wink, and a toothy grin, pearly whites matched his twins in alignment, and upkeep. Right down to the thin, sharp canines that seemed a little over extended.&nbsp; Romeo was flirtatious. It was part of the job. You wanted a good tip.. you worked the ladies. Something Andreas had taught him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>" Thanks, but I am not sad. Just bored and I need a play mate." she told him as she smirked and then head back out on the dance floor and started to play with him. Grinding against any guy that joined her as her eyes stayed locked on to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 05:01:24</strong>
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				Kyle smiled at her as she asked him almost teasingly if that was all he wanted... Oh he wanted so much more, controlled and not. He gently dipped his head to her neckpausing before leaving another kiss "I was thinking at slight bit more" he said before gently kissing her neck opening his mouth slightly to lick the exposed flesh and gently suck on it before pulling away. His hand suddenly lifting her as he journeyed lower. He wanted to taste that abdomen that drove him insane hoping that would be enough to quell his hunger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 05:05:50</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3656270#msg3656270">Quote from: taino on 20-09-2010, 04:50:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle smiled and took his playful teasing with a bit of her own. "You're welcome back anytime." She purred, his warm damp flesh pressed flush against her own as they laid there in the sweat dampened sheets of her bed. She'd never really occupied an actual guest at her own free will in her own room. It was oddly refreshing, and her body felt more relaxed then ever.<br><br>Rolling onto her stomach for a moment she stretched her body out in a rather feline manner with a small purr to the motion and a quiet little mewl. There was more to Isabelle than met the eye, and when one looked closely into those Violet hues, they'd find themselves lost forever in the felines entrancing gaze.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Gensokian sat up for a bit, watching Isabelle stretch herself. He could've sworn that she was acting just like a cat, but he passed it off as her habit of streching. Leaning himself down to her cheek, he gave her a little peck. He could still feel his sweat dripping off of him, and he usually didn't like to sweat, but he liked the reason he was. All of his muscles relaxed, he sat up once more and started to rub Isabelle's back playfully.<br><br>"I'm glad to hear I'm welcome," he said, a hint of play to his tone. "I'll be honest; I truly enjoyed our experience here. I thank you much for allowing me in here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 05:06:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3656264#msg3656264">Quote from: taino on 20-09-2010, 04:49:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia smiled softly, a little more relaxed since he felt safe enough to divulge in her his worry.&nbsp; She smiled politely and though his following words caused a blush to flourish over her cheeks. Now.. compared to the common thought, Naia didn't recieve compliments very often in this profession. Unless you called being called a delectable snack .. a compliment. She'd been dealing with the preternatural guests that came in here for so long.. it'd been a while since she'd hace human interaction outside of school.<br><br>"I'm sure there is nothing to worry about! You look like a very capable man, who should rest assured in his own abilities!" <br><br>She gave another kind smile, before setting a few packets of creamer on the table. <br><br>"And thank you, I appreciate the compliment... But I do expect an actual tip."<br><br>She teased playfully.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric chuckeled taking the cup of Coffee and the Creamer gratefully, beginning to stir the cup round while laughing.<br><br>"I hope so. It isn't so much whether I got it or not, really. I just don't like waiting. Either way, I can move on, but until them... I'm just kinda stuck."<br><br>He pulls out the stirring stick, taking a sip from the cup.<br><br>"And I'll tip. After all, I doubt very much I'll be able to avoid coming back again. I'm Eric by the way. Eric Millford."<br><br>He looked up at her. He was pushing a little bit, he knew, but... well, his compliment had gone over well enough, and in for a penny, in for a pound, as they say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:45:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Careful there, I still have my handcuffs.&nbsp; I might take you up on that offer."&nbsp; Garnet teased, though was it really?&nbsp; After dealing with six incubus demons that very day, the half Drow was sexually tense but she had had no luck in finding a way to relieve the strain her loins were sending to the rest of her body.&nbsp; She wondered though if she may have lucked out as she eyed the man before her, finishing her half and half mixer of blood and alcohol.&nbsp; Slamming the glass down as if she had just finished a shot rather than a full glass, Garnet felt a little better.&nbsp; "So, mind if I ask what you are?&nbsp; You know what I am and who I am, but I don't know a thing about you yet other than you're a flirt.&nbsp; I ask because I deal with the worst scum that is both human and otherwise, and I don't feel like ending up as a thrall to a sex demon."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">" Thanks, but I am not sad. Just bored and I need a play mate." she told him as she smirked and then head back out on the dance floor and started to play with him. Grinding against any guy that joined her as her eyes stayed locked on to him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Romeo watched Garnet quietly, those brilliant luminescent orbs swirling into a jade green. He watched her for a moment considering her question. His face a little more stern, a hint if serious in his features. The brothers didn't often disclose their lineage, their kind were a rare species indeed, and to be found this far in the downworld, was a bit dangerous. With a slight roll of his shoulders he pushed back off the counter, the silk black dress shirt he wore clinging to his broad chest, and mimicking the muscles with the movement. "Lamia.. or more accurately Nagaraja. We're serpent gods." <br><br>All of the Nagaraja species were considered Gods, worshipped by an ancient culture. They harbored the ability to maintain human flesh, or shift at all to the body of a large serpent, and more importantly a combination of the two. It wouldn't be likely that Garnet had encountered anyone of their species.. they didn't travel ourside of their homeland very often and last word, as that the twins.. and their triplet sister Ivory, were the last members of the clan to leave the homeland. All three looked identical in some way, only Ivory stuck out like a sore thumb, but the girl was around less and less these days. That snowheaded girl was too curious to be tied down to work.<br><br>Andreas watched Mona, her words flitting through his ears. But something that easy.. was not likely to bide his attention for long. He didn't have tastes for many women.. of any species. This was his common flaw. There was one woman in which he would confide his time and attentions, and she was nowhere to be found. with a soft chuckle, and a slight shake of his head, Andreas politely decline the womans invitation to persue her, through trial and stipulation. Andreas was not concerned with such games. He had a woman to warm his bed at night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:45:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kyle smiled at her as she asked him almost teasingly if that was all he wanted... Oh he wanted so much more, controlled and not. He gently dipped his head to her neckpausing before leaving another kiss "I was thinking at slight bit more" he said before gently kissing her neck opening his mouth slightly to lick the exposed flesh and gently suck on it before pulling away. His hand suddenly lifting her as he journeyed lower. He wanted to taste that abdomen that drove him insane hoping that would be enough to quell his hunger.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Esmeralda</em></span></strong></div><br>Esmeralda gasped, his kiss at her neck sending shivers through her body, his words had not been ignored and she smiled sweetly. His mouth on her neck, lavishing the tender flesh with kisses and suckling. She whimpered and then suddenly he pulled away. His hands working to lift her body, his mouth journeying lower, taking in the smooth contour line of her abdomen, tasting oehr sweet tanned flesh. Her scent of coconut and ivory swelling about her flesh with her evident arousal, but she maintained control, practiced restraint. <br><br>He wanted to have control... he wanted to control what he did, and partake in only just enough to quell his aching hunger, and she would give him all of what he asked for.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:46:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Gensokian sat up for a bit, watching Isabelle stretch herself. He could've sworn that she was acting just like a cat, but he passed it off as her habit of streching. Leaning himself down to her cheek, he gave her a little peck. He could still feel his sweat dripping off of him, and he usually didn't like to sweat, but he liked the reason he was. All of his muscles relaxed, he sat up once more and started to rub Isabelle's back playfully.<br><br>"I'm glad to hear I'm welcome," he said, a hint of play to his tone. "I'll be honest; I truly enjoyed our experience here. I thank you much for allowing me in here."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle purred as his warm hand smoothed along her bare back. She closed her eyes for a moment before sliding off the bed and shimmying into a tanktop. It clung to her slender lithe frame and she followed with a pair of panties. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, and do hope you're very much relaxed." She cooed. slipping back onto the bed, offering him a towel. Isabelle didn't mind sweat, she never smelled musty, or bad when she did. A natural scent of lavender escaped her pores, and enlightened the senses.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:46:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric chuckeled taking the cup of Coffee and the Creamer gratefully, beginning to stir the cup round while laughing.<br><br>"I hope so. It isn't so much whether I got it or not, really. I just don't like waiting. Either way, I can move on, but until them... I'm just kinda stuck."<br><br>He pulls out the stirring stick, taking a sip from the cup.<br><br>"And I'll tip. After all, I doubt very much I'll be able to avoid coming back again. I'm Eric by the way. Eric Millford."<br><br>He looked up at her. He was pushing a little bit, he knew, but... well, his compliment had gone over well enough, and in for a penny, in for a pound, as they say.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>"I'm sorry.. that was rather forward of me.. and meant only as a joke.."<br><br>She followed with an apology, blushing deeply. Naia hadn't been to sound so frank, she never said things like that, but she'd only been attempting humor, at a very late hour, on a very slow night. When he introduces himself, she smiled politely and returned the favor. <br><br>"AlyNaia Marchov. Naia for short." Naia had a habit of being naturally sweet, which usually got her taken advantage of, or put into situations people didn't think she could handle. But since she'd started working here, almost a year ago, Naia had become a completely different person. More assertive, more lethal. Though still kind and foregoing.. she could definately handle her own. <br><br>"And all things considered, I think the wait is worth it. You got to come here, didn't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:54:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3660562#msg3660562">Quote from: taino on 21-09-2010, 02:46:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle purred as his warm hand smoothed along her bare back. She closed her eyes for a moment before sliding off the bed and shimmying into a tanktop. It clung to her slender lithe frame and she followed with a pair of panties. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, and do hope you're very much relaxed." She cooed. slipping back onto the bed, offering him a towel. Isabelle didn't mind sweat, she never smelled musty, or bad when she did. A natural scent of lavender escaped her pores, and enlightened the senses.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Accepting the towel, Gensokian dried off some of the sweat from his body. Smelling the scent of lavender, he was almost intoxicated by it. Keeping focus, he found his clothes, and slowly began to work himself back into them. He started with his sword, strapping it over his back once more.<br><br>"I am very relaxed, thank you," he said rather sweetly. "I wish the same to you, as well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:55:30</strong>
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				Garnet raised her eyebrows at that, intrigued since she hadn't heard much of the race he had just let slip.&nbsp; "Now that's interesting.&nbsp; I never would have expected to hear that come from anyone in my lifetime, long as it might be if I don't get trashed by some out of control demonic warlord first.&nbsp; I've seen anything from fallen angels and up the mythological food chain to demi-gods, but I don't think I've seen a lamia until now.&nbsp; Thanks for trusting me with this information though Romeo."&nbsp; The half Drow replied, serious as well at the moment, knowing he was probably taking a risk in divulging that to her.&nbsp; "I ask though because...today was a very stressful day, in more ways than one besides being made a vamp as I've shown already.&nbsp; Dealing with six incubus demons has left me...in need of release.&nbsp; I don't normally ask but...I need a little help."&nbsp; She sighed, hoping she hadn't scared the guy off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleNekodemon</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 03:01:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3660557#msg3660557">Quote from: taino on 21-09-2010, 02:45:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br><br>Andreas watched Mona, her words flitting through his ears. But something that easy.. was not likely to bide his attention for long. He didn't have tastes for many women.. of any species. This was his common flaw. There was one woman in which he would confide his time and attentions, and she was nowhere to be found. with a soft chuckle, and a slight shake of his head, Andreas politely decline the womans invitation to persue her, through trial and stipulation. Andreas was not concerned with such games. He had a woman to warm his bed at night.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>" Shame, Its always the one I like that seem taken."&nbsp; she said as she smirked slightly and left the bar to once more slide into the rush of the crowd and dance until the warmth of the liquor worn off her body. Mona wasn't worried about that too much for there were several other men around , for her to play with. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 06:14:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3660564#msg3660564">Quote from: taino on 21-09-2010, 02:46:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>"I'm sorry.. that was rather forward of me.. and meant only as a joke.."<br><br>She followed with an apology, blushing deeply. Naia hadn't been to sound so frank, she never said things like that, but she'd only been attempting humor, at a very late hour, on a very slow night. When he introduces himself, she smiled politely and returned the favor. <br><br>"AlyNaia Marchov. Naia for short." Naia had a habit of being naturally sweet, which usually got her taken advantage of, or put into situations people didn't think she could handle. But since she'd started working here, almost a year ago, Naia had become a completely different person. More assertive, more lethal. Though still kind and foregoing.. she could definately handle her own. <br><br>"And all things considered, I think the wait is worth it. You got to come here, didn't you?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric chuckled at her, waving.<br><br>"I was doing my best to play along, Naia. Sorry if I didn't do very well."<br><br>Eric said, taking a sip from his coffee. Maybe it was just late, and the caffiene, or maybe it was just because he'd been doing to much studying, and not spending enough time with beautiful women, but he was having fun.<br><br>"And that is definitely one way of looking at things. Of course, spending time with beautiful waitresses can also just be a great way to get a better picture of what you can't have. So certainly a double-edged sword there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 07:35:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3660559#msg3660559">Quote from: taino on 21-09-2010, 02:45:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Esmeralda</em></span></strong></div><br>Esmeralda gasped, his kiss at her neck sending shivers through her body, his words had not been ignored and she smiled sweetly. His mouth on her neck, lavishing the tender flesh with kisses and suckling. She whimpered and then suddenly he pulled away. His hands working to lift her body, his mouth journeying lower, taking in the smooth contour line of her abdomen, tasting oehr sweet tanned flesh. Her scent of coconut and ivory swelling about her flesh with her evident arousal, but she maintained control, practiced restraint. <br><br>He wanted to have control... he wanted to control what he did, and partake in only just enough to quell his aching hunger, and she would give him all of what he asked for.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;When his mouth reached her stomach he gently ran his lips along her flesh scraping it with the soft flesh of his lips, he wanted to tease her and at the same time deny himself for the moment, allowing the anticipation to build up before his teeth came to bear and he would bite lightly at the taunt firm stomach. Of course whether he allowed things to go as his mind planned was not yet known to him yet, his first action instead was to gently snake his tongue out lapping at lightly. His mouth kissing softly before each stroke of his tongue. His hands held her firmly but she could feel him shake each time his tongue ran along her, as he fought off the notion of being more rough. He sucked on her flesh once more, this time sucking harder as he knew that he wouldn't allow himself to go&nbsp; down further so best not to hold that back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 09:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Accepting the towel, Gensokian dried off some of the sweat from his body. Smelling the scent of lavender, he was almost intoxicated by it. Keeping focus, he found his clothes, and slowly began to work himself back into them. He started with his sword, strapping it over his back once more.<br><br>"I am very relaxed, thank you," he said rather sweetly. "I wish the same to you, as well."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle smiled softly and nodded. "I am very relaxed thank you." She finished redressing and fixed her hair, pulling those blonde curls into a loose ponytail. She flicked it back over her shoulder and moved over to him, slightly behind him, running her hand down over the sword. "So tell me exactly.. what is it that you do?"<br><br>She asked inquisitively. Perhaps if she shared.. she'd answer any questions he had. If any.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 09:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Garnet raised her eyebrows at that, intrigued since she hadn't heard much of the race he had just let slip.&nbsp; "Now that's interesting.&nbsp; I never would have expected to hear that come from anyone in my lifetime, long as it might be if I don't get trashed by some out of control demonic warlord first.&nbsp; I've seen anything from fallen angels and up the mythological food chain to demi-gods, but I don't think I've seen a lamia until now.&nbsp; Thanks for trusting me with this information though Romeo."&nbsp; The half Drow replied, serious as well at the moment, knowing he was probably taking a risk in divulging that to her.&nbsp; "I ask though because...today was a very stressful day, in more ways than one besides being made a vamp as I've shown already.&nbsp; Dealing with six incubus demons has left me...in need of release.&nbsp; I don't normally ask but...I need a little help."&nbsp; She sighed, hoping she hadn't scared the guy off.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">" Shame, Its always the one I like that seem taken."&nbsp; she said as she smirked slightly and left the bar to once more slide into the rush of the crowd and dance until the warmth of the liquor worn off her body. Mona wasn't worried about that too much for there were several other men around , for her to play with. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas knew the woman be well enough on her own. She'd find another man to keep her company. Normally he would have felt foolish for passing her up.. but he knew better. He was satisfied and happily content with his life at the moment.<br><br>Romeo glanced to the Vampiric Drow with a slender brow raised. She was asking him for help relieving herself of pent up sexual energies? The man let his multi-faceted eyes wander over her for a moment. Contemplating this offering. Feeling as though he hesitated a moment too long, he nodded somewhat. Once again he motioned to Andreas, who with a heavy sigh nodded and dismissed his twin. This was two favors in one night. The boys would be paying up for favors later. Romeo smiled apologetically, and silently thanked his Twin before he hopped over the bar top and looked over at Garnet. <br><br>"Why don't you follow me then?" He suggested, running a hand through his dark hair, pushing the spikes back a bit, the feathered look suited the young male very well. His eyes swirled into a pale silver, flecked with crimson. He could smell her arousal more clearly now.. it was having a bit of an effect on him. With that cocky little smirk of his, he began leading Garnet towards the stairs, and the VIP rooms one floor up.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 09:16:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric chuckled at her, waving.<br><br>"I was doing my best to play along, Naia. Sorry if I didn't do very well."<br><br>Eric said, taking a sip from his coffee. Maybe it was just late, and the caffiene, or maybe it was just because he'd been doing to much studying, and not spending enough time with beautiful women, but he was having fun.<br><br>"And that is definitely one way of looking at things. Of course, spending time with beautiful waitresses can also just be a great way to get a better picture of what you can't have. So certainly a double-edged sword there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia smiled softly, and blushed a little. "Who said it was something you couldn't have?" She let the comment linger as she moved away from the table, with a small brush of her hand against the smooth surface. She headed back over to her station, stopped as a group of miscreant vampires came bounding down the stairwell, the lot of them drunk off some sort of drug or perhaps power. One of the males Grabbed Naia by the arm and pulled her over.&nbsp; <em>"What a pretty little lass... mmn.. mind if we have a taste? "</em> The male laughed and gripped her tighter, but Naia jerked her arm away and glared at him. "You know damn well, you ever touch me and Oleander will have your head, Pietr" The male simply growled and moved away with his friends, though not without a longing glance back at Naia.<br><br>A little unsettled, she leaned against the server station with her head down. Two weeks straight that man and his friends had been coming in here, and harassing her on their way in and out.. she didn't know how much more she could take.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 09:16:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> When his mouth reached her stomach he gently ran his lips along her flesh scraping it with the soft flesh of his lips, he wanted to tease her and at the same time deny himself for the moment, allowing the anticipation to build up before his teeth came to bear and he would bite lightly at the taunt firm stomach. Of course whether he allowed things to go as his mind planned was not yet known to him yet, his first action instead was to gently snake his tongue out lapping at lightly. His mouth kissing softly before each stroke of his tongue. His hands held her firmly but she could feel him shake each time his tongue ran along her, as he fought off the notion of being more rough. He sucked on her flesh once more, this time sucking harder as he knew that he wouldn't allow himself to go&nbsp; down further so best not to hold that back.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Esmeralda</em></span></strong></div><br>With each lewd stroke of his tongue, and brush of his lips she felt the warmth flourish over her flesh and felt her body tremble in his hands. Where he was denying himself, he was denying Esmeralda too, that pleasure her body so desired. That ache he so refused. She let her hands stroke over his head and brace against the back of his neck, encouraging the graze of teeth, the stroke of tongue, and lips against her flesh. She felt his hands shake, his strain against his urges. How she could feel the things he wished to do, and like Esmeralda, she did what she would normally do. Her voice snaked forth, like silk against his ears, almost mesmerizing, hypnotizing. "Stop.. holding back.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleNekodemon</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 16:18:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After and hour, Mona leaves the bar with a&nbsp; smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:52:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hesitation had slightly scared Garnet into thinking he was going to refuse her, but he smiled and hopped the bar.&nbsp; His next comment made the half Drow smile as she got up and followed the lamia.&nbsp; "I can't thank you enough for this Romeo."&nbsp; She replied, sneaking a hand into his own, shaking her head in amusement as he brushed his spikes up a bit.&nbsp; She had to wonder how bad she looked considering she had walked in with the weight of the world on her shoulders as she followed Romeo up to the VIP Lounge.&nbsp; "So, what's up here, anything I should know about?&nbsp; Call me curious."<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3671691#msg3671691">Quote from: taino on 23-09-2010, 09:15:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas knew the woman be well enough on her own. She'd find another man to keep her company. Normally he would have felt foolish for passing her up.. but he knew better. He was satisfied and happily content with his life at the moment.<br><br>Romeo glanced to the Vampiric Drow with a slender brow raised. She was asking him for help relieving herself of pent up sexual energies? The man let his multi-faceted eyes wander over her for a moment. Contemplating this offering. Feeling as though he hesitated a moment too long, he nodded somewhat. Once again he motioned to Andreas, who with a heavy sigh nodded and dismissed his twin. This was two favors in one night. The boys would be paying up for favors later. Romeo smiled apologetically, and silently thanked his Twin before he hopped over the bar top and looked over at Garnet. <br><br>"Why don't you follow me then?" He suggested, running a hand through his dark hair, pushing the spikes back a bit, the feathered look suited the young male very well. His eyes swirled into a pale silver, flecked with crimson. He could smell her arousal more clearly now.. it was having a bit of an effect on him. With that cocky little smirk of his, he began leading Garnet towards the stairs, and the VIP rooms one floor up.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 22:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3671689#msg3671689">Quote from: taino on 23-09-2010, 09:15:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle smiled softly and nodded. "I am very relaxed thank you." She finished redressing and fixed her hair, pulling those blonde curls into a loose ponytail. She flicked it back over her shoulder and moved over to him, slightly behind him, running her hand down over the sword. "So tell me exactly.. what is it that you do?"<br><br>She asked inquisitively. Perhaps if she shared.. she'd answer any questions he had. If any.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As he worked his way back into his pants, he sighed as her question. His job was one that was commonly misunderstood. It had distanced people from him since his first day, and he had hoped to avoid having to explain his line of work to Isabelle. However, she had asked, and he was not one to deny any person information.<br><br>"I am a swordsmith," he started out slowly. His voice was full of apprehension, afraid to give her the next job, lest she be afraid of him. "I am also...a contract assassin..." <br><br>Though he was proud of his work, when it came to talking about it socially or with those who did not know the field, he always felt shame. The scars that lined his body were a testimony to his years of having his job, and he did feel his job was a necessary one, but the shame he felt when he discussed it was always there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 01:57:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3671692#msg3671692">Quote from: taino on 23-09-2010, 09:16:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia smiled softly, and blushed a little. "Who said it was something you couldn't have?" She let the comment linger as she moved away from the table, with a small brush of her hand against the smooth surface. She headed back over to her station, stopped as a group of miscreant vampires came bounding down the stairwell, the lot of them drunk off some sort of drug or perhaps power. One of the males Grabbed Naia by the arm and pulled her over.&nbsp; <em>"What a pretty little lass... mmn.. mind if we have a taste? "</em> The male laughed and gripped her tighter, but Naia jerked her arm away and glared at him. "You know damn well, you ever touch me and Oleander will have your head, Pietr" The male simply growled and moved away with his friends, though not without a longing glance back at Naia.<br><br>A little unsettled, she leaned against the server station with her head down. Two weeks straight that man and his friends had been coming in here, and harassing her on their way in and out.. she didn't know how much more she could take.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric watched her walks away, suprise and... a little bit of happiness showing. Did she...? He thought about that for to long, watching her walk away. Watching her be harrassed by some losers. And Eric got annoyed. He stood up, and walked after them, a heady sensation running through him. It was the first time he'd ever done something like this. He walked up to Naia.<br><br>"Hey, does that happen often? Want me to go talk to them?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 04:55:19</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3671694#msg3671694">Quote from: taino on 23-09-2010, 09:16:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>Esmeralda</em></span></strong></div><br>With each lewd stroke of his tongue, and brush of his lips she felt the warmth flourish over her flesh and felt her body tremble in his hands. Where he was denying himself, he was denying Esmeralda too, that pleasure her body so desired. That ache he so refused. She let her hands stroke over his head and brace against the back of his neck, encouraging the graze of teeth, the stroke of tongue, and lips against her flesh. She felt his hands shake, his strain against his urges. How she could feel the things he wished to do, and like Esmeralda, she did what she would normally do. Her voice snaked forth, like silk against his ears, almost mesmerizing, hypnotizing. "Stop.. holding back.."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kyle's control faltered as he listened to her hypnotic voice order him as he continued to kiss her abdomen. It wasn't apparent at first as he continued to bite at her flesh, but she would find him dragging his teeth lower to her skirt gently chewing on her skirt before he pulled away "We need a new position to go lower" he said softly as she gently lower her down to kiss her lips sucking on her bottom one hungrily, just a break from every... she wanted it too. Mutual fun, Kyle hadn't experience this since college. His fingers reached behind her to find her pussy wanting to gently tease her, and see what he had done to her so far.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:42:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">His hesitation had slightly scared Garnet into thinking he was going to refuse her, but he smiled and hopped the bar.&nbsp; His next comment made the half Drow smile as she got up and followed the lamia.&nbsp; "I can't thank you enough for this Romeo."&nbsp; She replied, sneaking a hand into his own, shaking her head in amusement as he brushed his spikes up a bit.&nbsp; She had to wonder how bad she looked considering she had walked in with the weight of the world on her shoulders as she followed Romeo up to the VIP Lounge.&nbsp; "So, what's up here, anything I should know about?&nbsp; Call me curious."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas continues to tend to the bar, watching his twin wondered off with the Vampiric Drow in tow, a soft chuckle escaping the man. It was a slow night for the bar, most of the occupants of the club were on the dance floor, enjoying the poison of others bodies and the influence of the music.&nbsp; Glancing to the clock he sighed and furrowed his brows. Where was Ophelia? that ivory little whench was supposed to be here already. With a disgruntle sigh, he figured he'd be sleeping alone again...<br><br>Romeo curled his fingers around Garnets hand and smiled deviously, and looked back over his shoulder to her with a dark wink, before leading her up the flight of stairs. "These up here are the VIP rooms. " He barked over the boom of the loud music, once they were on the platform, the guards standing at the top of the stairs nodded and let them pass. Romeo lead her to the room farthest back, he pushed back the long obsidian sheer curtain and let her pass first.<br><br>She'd find a room painted crimson, lush black leather furniture lined it, a glass table sat centre stage, the thick glass was reinforced. The pole jetting out of the middle of the large table to the cieling should have been reason enough behind the reinforced glass. With a sly smirk, he fucked in behind her. His tall frame, towering the smaller female. "I hope this is alright. I would have taken you up to the suits, but the Boss Lady is up there."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:43:03</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As he worked his way back into his pants, he sighed as her question. His job was one that was commonly misunderstood. It had distanced people from him since his first day, and he had hoped to avoid having to explain his line of work to Isabelle. However, she had asked, and he was not one to deny any person information.<br><br>"I am a swordsmith," he started out slowly. His voice was full of apprehension, afraid to give her the next job, lest she be afraid of him. "I am also...a contract assassin..."<br><br>Though he was proud of his work, when it came to talking about it socially or with those who did not know the field, he always felt shame. The scars that lined his body were a testimony to his years of having his job, and he did feel his job was a necessary one, but the shame he felt when he discussed it was always there.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle purred at the idea of his profession. Those lucid eyes lit up brightly as she approached him, letting her fingertips trail his scars. "So every on of these has an interesting... possibly gruesome story?" She purred again and giggled, than kissed his cheek.<br><br>"You might have just become one of my favorite people, Gensokian."<br><br>Isabelle was an odd one, her people strived on chaos and disorder, lust and pain. Such were the ways of the Kitser Clan, a breed of Cat Goblin some would say.. but the Kitser were a little different.. a lot darker than their Catawambus brethren.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:43:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric watched her walks away, suprise and... a little bit of happiness showing. Did she...? He thought about that for to long, watching her walk away. Watching her be harrassed by some losers. And Eric got annoyed. He stood up, and walked after them, a heady sensation running through him. It was the first time he'd ever done something like this. He walked up to Naia.<br><br>"Hey, does that happen often? Want me to go talk to them?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia looked up as Eric approached and when he mentioned going after them, she shook her head vigorously and gently grasped his forearms. <br><br>"No no&nbsp; no.. please no.. what ever you do, promise me you will not approach them. They're trouble I can handle, but I'd hate to see you get into some kind of mess because of trash like them."<br><br>In truth, Naia was used to the group of males harrassing her, they'd been here all week.. and the week before that. They came to find the floosies, the sluts addicted to the bite, and Naia smelled appealing to them, she just could not fathom letting them feed from her, she feared they'd kill her.. or worse, sire her. Naia very much liked her humanity.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:44:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kyle's control faltered as he listened to her hypnotic voice order him as he continued to kiss her abdomen. It wasn't apparent at first as he continued to bite at her flesh, but she would find him dragging his teeth lower to her skirt gently chewing on her skirt before he pulled away "We need a new position to go lower" he said softly as she gently lower her down to kiss her lips sucking on her bottom one hungrily, just a break from every... she wanted it too. Mutual fun, Kyle hadn't experience this since college. His fingers reached behind her to find her pussy wanting to gently tease her, and see what he had done to her so far.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Esmeralda</strong></span></em>[/u][/b]</div><br>His teeth grazed her flesh, and she shivered beneath his touch. Not from chill, nor cold, but the sheer pleasure of his mouth on her hot skin. He tuggd at her skirt with his teeth and she smiled to herself. He had listened.. she hadn't thought he would.. but he had. Good boy. He lowered her finally and his lips met hers with a nearly audible hunger as he took upon her bottom tier. She whimpered and moaned softly. She did want it, she wanted mutual fun, she wanted him to enjoy every moment of this. She would give him a birthday he would likely never forget. <br><br>That hand snuck around her, and teased against her pussy, he'd find Esmeralda was not one to wear panties, not in a skirt like this anyways. A soft gasp and moan passed her lips. Her molten core was hot, and damp, all thanks to Kyle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:48:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699013#msg3699013">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 07:43:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia looked up as Eric approached and when he mentioned going after them, she shook her head vigorously and gently grasped his forearms. <br><br>"No no&nbsp; no.. please no.. what ever you do, promise me you will not approach them. They're trouble I can handle, but I'd hate to see you get into some kind of mess because of trash like them."<br><br>In truth, Naia was used to the group of males harrassing her, they'd been here all week.. and the week before that. They came to find the floosies, the sluts addicted to the bite, and Naia smelled appealing to them, she just could not fathom letting them feed from her, she feared they'd kill her.. or worse, sire her. Naia very much liked her humanity.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric looked over at Naia, and shook his head, trying to pull away from her.<br><br>"They might be trouble you can handle, but it isn't trouble you should have to handle."<br><br>Eric sighed looking back at her for a second and smiled.<br><br>"I'm not going to stand by and watch you get treated like that. You shouldn't have to take that!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 07:55:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699007#msg3699007">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 07:42:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Andreas continues to tend to the bar, watching his twin wondered off with the Vampiric Drow in tow, a soft chuckle escaping the man. It was a slow night for the bar, most of the occupants of the club were on the dance floor, enjoying the poison of others bodies and the influence of the music.&nbsp; Glancing to the clock he sighed and furrowed his brows. Where was Ophelia? that ivory little whench was supposed to be here already. With a disgruntle sigh, he figured he'd be sleeping alone again...<br><br>Romeo curled his fingers around Garnets hand and smiled deviously, and looked back over his shoulder to her with a dark wink, before leading her up the flight of stairs. "These up here are the VIP rooms. " He barked over the boom of the loud music, once they were on the platform, the guards standing at the top of the stairs nodded and let them pass. Romeo lead her to the room farthest back, he pushed back the long obsidian sheer curtain and let her pass first.<br><br>She'd find a room painted crimson, lush black leather furniture lined it, a glass table sat center stage, the thick glass was reinforced. The pole jetting out of the middle of the large table to the ceiling should have been reason enough behind the reinforced glass. With a sly smirk, he fucked in behind her. His tall frame, towering the smaller female. "I hope this is alright. I would have taken you up to the suits, but the Boss Lady is up there."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>It was certainly a welcome sight after the mess she'd had to deal with earlier that day.&nbsp; It was certainly a lot quieter, even though she could still hear the music from downstairs as they passed by the guards and entered the VIP Lounge, settling in to this room.&nbsp; "Hey, don't worry about it.&nbsp; For what I have in mind, I think it won't very well matter what the room looks like."&nbsp; That was the truth since about that time, the heat in her body decided to flare up and make Garnet groan as it sent waves up her spine of pure desire and lust.&nbsp; "Damn...it.&nbsp; I...don't know how much more of those..I can take.&nbsp; Damn...incubi...bastards."&nbsp; She forced herself to focus on Romeo and involuntarily leaned against him.&nbsp; "Corrupting...bastards....it's been hours since I've dealt with them, but even so...I can still...feel their effect in me...like a cancer...making my every thought center around getting my brains fucked out of my skull....though I've fought tooth and nail so far to think rationally."&nbsp; Her brown eyes were slightly glazed over as she crushed her lips passionately against the Lamia's own, tasting of desperation but also of a good and passionate person as well in need of help.&nbsp; Breaking away, the half Drow shivered and looked apologetic for that for a brief moment before she put her hands to either side of his face and continued her assault on his mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 08:33:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric looked over at Naia, and shook his head, trying to pull away from her.<br><br>"They might be trouble you can handle, but it isn't trouble you should have to handle."<br><br>Eric sighed looking back at her for a second and smiled.<br><br>"I'm not going to stand by and watch you get treated like that. You shouldn't have to take that!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia shook her head softly and gently tugged his arm to pull him back to her. <br><br>"Please! Eric no.."<br><br>In earnest to distract him from his ploy to be her knight in shining armor, she gently cupped her hand to his cheek and pressed her lips to his. Her heart was racing, and she could have found a better way to do it, but what other way to distract a man, than with the object of desire? If it even worked..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 08:33:26</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">It was certainly a welcome sight after the mess she'd had to deal with earlier that day.&nbsp; It was certainly a lot quieter, even though she could still hear the music from downstairs as they passed by the guards and entered the VIP Lounge, settling in to this room.&nbsp; "Hey, don't worry about it.&nbsp; For what I have in mind, I think it won't very well matter what the room looks like."&nbsp; That was the truth since about that time, the heat in her body decided to flare up and make Garnet groan as it sent waves up her spine of pure desire and lust.&nbsp; "Damn...it.&nbsp; I...don't know how much more of those..I can take.&nbsp; Damn...incubi...bastards."&nbsp; She forced herself to focus on Romeo and involuntarily leaned against him.&nbsp; "Corrupting...bastards....it's been hours since I've dealt with them, but even so...I can still...feel their effect in me...like a cancer...making my every thought center around getting my brains fucked out of my skull....though I've fought tooth and nail so far to think rationally."&nbsp; Her brown eyes were slightly glazed over as she crushed her lips passionately against the Lamia's own, tasting of desperation but also of a good and passionate person as well in need of help.&nbsp; Breaking away, the half Drow shivered and looked apologetic for that for a brief moment before she put her hands to either side of his face and continued her assault on his mouth.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Romeo could feel the heat rolling off her flesh, in a torrential ripple that coursed along his body, licked at his being like the wavering flame to a fire. Her mouth was on his and he allowed himself to delve deeper into that embrace. His tiers moving against her own in a near perfect unison. His large hands moved to place gently over her own on the sides of his face, encouraging her, ignoring that apologetic look. She had nothing to be sorry for. His hands coursed down along the lengths of her arms. Smoothing over her shoulders and down along her back.<br><br>He allowed the course of his hands to brace the small of her back and draw her but a step closer before thy spanned out over the curve of her delicious, taught ass. He allowed his fingers to cup the delicate cheeks and squeeze, before dipping his body down, mouth not once leaving hers. Hands braced just beneath her ass along the backs of her thighs and he hefted her tiny frame up. Wrapping those creamy thighs around his waist holding her there. His hands kneading against the soft feel of her bottom, while his mouth hungrily worked at her own.<br><br>Those thin tiers parted and he snaked his tongue forth with a playful flick against her lush tiers. Prodding, as if begging for admittance, begging for entrance so he could taste of her. He wanted her on his tongue, he wanted her on his body, and he wanted her screaming his name. That fire in her core, had sparked one in his own, his loins stirring with anticipation. But alas, she wanted it.. she'd have to work for it, just a little. Romeo wasn't some eager little pup, who didn't know how to please. He didn't grow hard at the drop if a pin, he could hold off, and the longer he did, the more worth it, it would be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 08:45:40</strong>
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				Garnet wasn't one to simply find a person to get busy with, but this was a bit of an emergency for her as she continued to ravage the man's mouth with her own, shivering as his hands fell on top of her as she held his face steady.&nbsp; Feeling them wander a moment later, the half Drow gasped as they cupped her butt cheeks, squeezing them, making her lean her head back and close her brown eyes, enjoying the feel of the Lamia's hands where they were.&nbsp; Being hefted up and her thighs wrapped around him without thinking about it, Garnet moaned a little louder and opened her mouth to accept the intrusion, needing this like she needed air to breath.&nbsp; Her damn uniform was already feeling like it was constricting her rather than a second skin as it normally felt to the guard, and Garnet knew she'd be out of it in record time if things kept up as they were then as she wrapped her arms around the man's back, clinging tightly so her breasts where pressed against his chest as her mouth found his neck, nuzzling him a moment later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:27:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699110#msg3699110">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 08:33:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> <br><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia shook her head softly and gently tugged his arm to pull him back to her. <br><br>"Please! Eric no.."<br><br>In earnest to distract him from his ploy to be her knight in shining armor, she gently cupped her hand to his cheek and pressed her lips to his. Her heart was racing, and she could have found a better way to do it, but what other way to distract a man, than with the object of desire? If it even worked..<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric was a little bit suprised, giving into shock at first, and then returning the kiss. But afterward, he was still confused.<br><br>"...thank you. Was that... serious? Or are you trying to protect me?"<br><br>Eric looked at her, obviously torn. He knew why he was trying to show off for her, protect her. This wasn't his normal behavior, certainly. But, he didn't want her... feeling like she had to do anything to protect him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:49:44</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Garnet wasn't one to simply find a person to get busy with, but this was a bit of an emergency for her as she continued to ravage the man's mouth with her own, shivering as his hands fell on top of her as she held his face steady.&nbsp; Feeling them wander a moment later, the half Drow gasped as they cupped her butt cheeks, squeezing them, making her lean her head back and close her brown eyes, enjoying the feel of the Lamia's hands where they were.&nbsp; Being hefted up and her thighs wrapped around him without thinking about it, Garnet moaned a little louder and opened her mouth to accept the intrusion, needing this like she needed air to breath.&nbsp; Her damn uniform was already feeling like it was constricting her rather than a second skin as it normally felt to the guard, and Garnet knew she'd be out of it in record time if things kept up as they were then as she wrapped her arms around the man's back, clinging tightly so her breasts where pressed against his chest as her mouth found his neck, nuzzling him a moment later.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Her moans flourished, dancing across his tongue with the new flavor that was she. Romeo couldn't deny himself. This woman was alluring, even if she was being driven on by the after effects of incubi, he was happy to oblige her with his services. She'd feel each rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. His havy, stone body carrying her lithe, light frame as if she was nothing. He moved and turned just slightly, so when he fell back against the couch she landed in his lap, his hands on her ass sending her down into a hard, heavy grind. Letting her feel the pressure of his groin against her heated core through the material of their clothing.<br><br>Her neck craned and she pressed her face into the nape of his neck, and she nuzzled into the nook. He purred and grinned, those retractable fangs elongated and glistening with pure, lusting delight. His lips grazed along her exposed neck. Teasing the tender flesh beneath his warm lips. Breathing in the smell of her, the scent of her arousal. His large hands releasing her hand and moving forth over her hips and up along the contour lines of her body. Trailing her stomach until they came to rest upon her breasts but for a brief moment. <br><br>Heavy palms kneading against the luscious mounds, crushing the smooth swells beneath his hands before he immediately began to work at the binding of her uniform, it may have been like a second skin to her, but he knew, she'd never want to wear it again once he was done peeling it down over every inch of her.. and had his way with her. That velvet muscle peaked from between his tiers and he traced the muscle along her neck as his hands worked at her unforim. He flattened the muscle against her skin, dragging it up to her ear where he then proceeded to nibble the lobe, with a slight grazing of his fangs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric was a little bit suprised, giving into shock at first, and then returning the kiss. But afterward, he was still confused.<br><br>"...thank you. Was that... serious? Or are you trying to protect me?"<br><br>Eric looked at her, obviously torn. He knew why he was trying to show off for her, protect her. This wasn't his normal behavior, certainly. But, he didn't want her... feeling like she had to do anything to protect him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>He kissed her back, and a bloush flourished upon her cheeks. Naia hadn't been expecting that. As she pulled away, he greeted her with thanks.. and then that dreaded question. Naia's stomach knotted and she stammered over her thoughts before looking him square in the eyes. Those bright hues flickered with something that hadn't been there before.<br><br>"You want the truth? It was serious.. and in part, it was also to protect you. Those boys, are not normal, Eric.. no on in this establishment is normal. Well.. with the exception of me.. but even then.. I'm not normal simply by association."<br><br>He was probably going to think her crazy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699232#msg3699232">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 09:50:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>He kissed her back, and a bloush flourished upon her cheeks. Naia hadn't been expecting that. As she pulled away, he greeted her with thanks.. and then that dreaded question. Naia's stomach knotted and she stammered over her thoughts before looking him square in the eyes. Those bright hues flickered with something that hadn't been there before.<br><br>"You want the truth? It was serious.. and in part, it was also to protect you. Those boys, are not normal, Eric.. no on in this establishment is normal. Well.. with the exception of me.. but even then.. I'm not normal simply by association."<br><br>He was probably going to think her crazy.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric looked at her for a moment, trying to see if she was lying. Then he tried to come up with a way to answer her. The only real way he could think of was pretty simply. He kissed her this time. And he did his damn best to do a good job at it. When he broke away, he nodded.<br><br>"I suppose I'll want to know what you mean by 'not normal,' but at the moment, other parts of that sentence are far more interesting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 10:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric looked at her for a moment, trying to see if she was lying. Then he tried to come up with a way to answer her. The only real way he could think of was pretty simply. He kissed her this time. And he did his damn best to do a good job at it. When he broke away, he nodded.<br><br>"I suppose I'll want to know what you mean by 'not normal,' but at the moment, other parts of that sentence are far more interesting."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia was startled when he leaned in to kiss her again, and as much as she wanted to thread her fingers through his hair, pull him closer into the station with her, and enjoy the taste and feel of his mouth she knew better. She let her lips work softly against his own, but she did not resist when he pulled away. She bit her bottom lip softly and shook her head, golden curls swaying. <br><br>"Eric.. please.. as much as I would love to indulge.. to just... let it happen.. I'm not someone you want to get involved with... "<br><br>Naia didn't know how to put it, she was concerned for him and his well being, if those boys had seen him kiss her.. or her him, they'd both be dead. Naia may have been strictly off limits, but it didn't keep them from trying to lay claim to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 10:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699251#msg3699251">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 10:05:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia was startled when he leaned in to kiss her again, and as much as she wanted to thread her fingers through his hair, pull him closer into the station with her, and enjoy the taste and feel of his mouth she knew better. She let her lips work softly against his own, but she did not resist when he pulled away. She bit her bottom lip softly and shook her head, golden curls swaying. <br><br>"Eric.. please.. as much as I would love to indulge.. to just... let it happen.. I'm not someone you want to get involved with... "<br><br>Naia didn't know how to put it, she was concerned for him and his well being, if those boys had seen him kiss her.. or her him, they'd both be dead. Naia may have been strictly off limits, but it didn't keep them from trying to lay claim to her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric looked at her, a little bit annoyed. He brought his hand up to her cheek softly.<br><br>"Naia, if you don't like me, and are just trying to stop me from doing something stupid, that's fine. I'll walk away. I don't want to be some pest. But please don't tell me who I do and don't want to get involved with."<br><br>Eric quirked a smile at her.<br><br>"Because I know a bit more about that then you. And yes, I do want to be involved with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 10:23:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric looked at her, a little bit annoyed. He brought his hand up to her cheek softly.<br><br>"Naia, if you don't like me, and are just trying to stop me from doing something stupid, that's fine. I'll walk away. I don't want to be some pest. But please don't tell me who I do and don't want to get involved with."<br><br>Eric quirked a smile at her.<br><br>"Because I know a bit more about that then you. And yes, I do want to be involved with you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia turned her cheek slightly into his hand, her own manicured hands were clutching at her apron nervously. She relaxed a little, closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. <br><br>"If you're going to be involved with me.. there are going to be ground rules.. can you live with that?"<br><br>Naia hoped he could. She'd been lonely for a while, between school and work, she'd never had time to invest in finding herself a boyfriend, or anything of the sort, and right now.. it really felt like she could use the escape from her everyday life, and make something of it. She could find reasons to get away from this place a lot easier, if she had someone else to focus on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 18:20:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699276#msg3699276">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 10:23:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>Naia turned her cheek slightly into his hand, her own manicured hands were clutching at her apron nervously. She relaxed a little, closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. <br><br>"If you're going to be involved with me.. there are going to be ground rules.. can you live with that?"<br><br>Naia hoped he could. She'd been lonely for a while, between school and work, she'd never had time to invest in finding herself a boyfriend, or anything of the sort, and right now.. it really felt like she could use the escape from her everyday life, and make something of it. She could find reasons to get away from this place a lot easier, if she had someone else to focus on.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric looked at her, not having a yes or no answer for her, plainly. He looked a bit nervous, feeling no more sure of himself then she did. But he had to give an answer.<br><br>"It depends on what the rules are. I can live with them if they are reasonable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 19:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699230#msg3699230">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 09:49:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Her moans flourished, dancing across his tongue with the new flavor that was she. Romeo couldn't deny himself. This woman was alluring, even if she was being driven on by the after effects of incubi, he was happy to oblige her with his services. She'd feel each rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. His havy, stone body carrying her lithe, light frame as if she was nothing. He moved and turned just slightly, so when he fell back against the couch she landed in his lap, his hands on her ass sending her down into a hard, heavy grind. Letting her feel the pressure of his groin against her heated core through the material of their clothing.<br><br>Her neck craned and she pressed her face into the nape of his neck, and she nuzzled into the nook. He purred and grinned, those retractable fangs elongated and glistening with pure, lusting delight. His lips grazed along her exposed neck. Teasing the tender flesh beneath his warm lips. Breathing in the smell of her, the scent of her arousal. His large hands releasing her hand and moving forth over her hips and up along the contour lines of her body. Trailing her stomach until they came to rest upon her breasts but for a brief moment. <br><br>Heavy palms kneading against the luscious mounds, crushing the smooth swells beneath his hands before he immediately began to work at the binding of her uniform, it may have been like a second skin to her, but he knew, she'd never want to wear it again once he was done peeling it down over every inch of her.. and had his way with her. That velvet muscle peaked from between his tiers and he traced the muscle along her neck as his hands worked at her uniform. He flattened the muscle against her skin, dragging it up to her ear where he then proceeded to nibble the lobe, with a slight grazing of his fangs.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She didn't need to breath anymore, but it was old habit and Garnet breathed in and out quicker than she normally did as her arousal peaked further, sending her into a state she didn't want to leave anytime soon.&nbsp; Being sat down on his lap, Garnet shuddered and smiled through the encroaching fog, wanting this to go on more than she had wanted anything else she could remember as she ground against Romeo about the same time he did against her.&nbsp; She could feel the man's member through her pants as well as his, and she would have said he was quite impressive if not for the fog erasing any rational thought from her mind before it could form.&nbsp; That was even more true when the guy started to knead and massage her breasts as well as nibble and lick and kiss along her neck, sending pleasurable spikes up and down her spine in waves.&nbsp; "Yes...gods...don't...stop...Romeo."&nbsp; She begged, whimpered as she gasped again when his mouth found her earlobe, helping him to undress herself and exposing her further to his talents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 22:32:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3699011#msg3699011">Quote from: taino on 29-09-2010, 07:43:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle purred at the idea of his profession. Those lucid eyes lit up brightly as she approached him, letting her fingertips trail his scars. "So every on of these has an interesting... possibly gruesome story?" She purred again and giggled, than kissed his cheek.<br><br>"You might have just become one of my favorite people, Gensokian."<br><br>Isabelle was an odd one, her people strived on chaos and disorder, lust and pain. Such were the ways of the Kitser Clan, a breed of Cat Goblin some would say.. but the Kitser were a little different.. a lot darker than their Catawambus brethren.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>At her touch, Gensokian let himself groan playfully to Isabelle. Deciding that a cheerful expression would be nice to revert to, he let his fear of being misunderstood float away. "That is true," he responded to her question before she kissed his cheek. He leaned himself into her leps, turning his head around to return the favor.<br><br>He felt himself blush at her telling that he may have become one of her favorite people. "Oh, you do me too much honor," he said a bit embarrassed. "I just do my job and serve those who need me. There's nothing special about that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 05:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric looked at her, not having a yes or no answer for her, plainly. He looked a bit nervous, feeling no more sure of himself then she did. But he had to give an answer.<br><br>"It depends on what the rules are. I can live with them if they are reasonable."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>"The rules... are simple.. but not so simple." <br><br>Naia gestured for him to sit. And she moved to sit across from him, crossing one leg upon the other, and glancing up as a gaggling giggling group of girls made their way down the club stairs and out the main door. She then looked back to Eric, with a heavy sigh.<br><br>"Things are different here, Creatures you would find in fairy tales.. and nightmares frequent this place. and I'm in the middle of it. Frankly, I'm human. But In order to be involved with me, you have to promise.. no matter what. you won't interfere with their kind, and when it comes to them and me, you stay out.. for your own safety."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 05:50:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She didn't need to breath anymore, but it was old habit and Garnet breathed in and out quicker than she normally did as her arousal peaked further, sending her into a state she didn't want to leave anytime soon.&nbsp; Being sat down on his lap, Garnet shuddered and smiled through the encroaching fog, wanting this to go on more than she had wanted anything else she could remember as she ground against Romeo about the same time he did against her.&nbsp; She could feel the man's member through her pants as well as his, and she would have said he was quite impressive if not for the fog erasing any rational thought from her mind before it could form.&nbsp; That was even more true when the guy started to knead and massage her breasts as well as nibble and lick and kiss along her neck, sending pleasurable spikes up and down her spine in waves.&nbsp; "Yes...gods...don't...stop...Romeo."&nbsp; She begged, whimpered as she gasped again when his mouth found her earlobe, helping him to undress herself and exposing her further to his talents.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Romeo shifted, peelin the uniform right off of her. Lifting her and moving her slightly when necessary, then tossing it aside before letting his hot, heavy hands fall back to the bare forms of her breasts. Heavy palms kneading against the luscious mounds, dragging the swells beneath his touch as his mouth hungrily worked at her neck. She tasted so delicious, and he could smell her arousal. The aroma of her permeated in the room, and he drank it in, enthralled by it. <br><br>Shifting his hips beneath her, he grind up heavily against her, gyrating his hips into hers bouncing her just slightly. Teasing her, enlightening her just slightly to what he wanted to do to her. Those hands slid away from her breasts with one last teasing tug at her pert nipples. Sliding down along her hourglass figure, tracing her every curve. Before coming to rest at her hips. He gripped her rather tightly, his sharp nails biting into her flesh just a bit, as he used this to pull her down against each and every rising grind of his hips. <br><br>A soft moan escaped his throat, followed by a low, rumbling growl as his arousal continued to peak, and his need to feel her became more and more domineering. But not yet, he knew. He had to wait. It had to be just right... she had to want it more than anything else. "That a girl.." He growled lowly as he continued to work her down against him. Feeling his thick arousal throbbing, aching to plunge inside of her. But he knew the wait was worth it.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 05:51:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At her touch, Gensokian let himself groan playfully to Isabelle. Deciding that a cheerful expression would be nice to revert to, he let his fear of being misunderstood float away. "That is true," he responded to her question before she kissed his cheek. He leaned himself into her leps, turning his head around to return the favor.<br><br>He felt himself blush at her telling that he may have become one of her favorite people. "Oh, you do me too much honor," he said a bit embarrassed. "I just do my job and serve those who need me. There's nothing special about that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>He kissed her cheek and she smiled, he was charming, that was certain. "There's always something special about serving those that 'need' you." She giggled, softly, and pressed herself tightly to his frame. Her lithe frame craned and curled seductively against his muscled body as she leaned her lips into his ear, eager to remind him of the moment they just shared.<br><br>"You served me, when I needed you.." <br><br>She purred against his ear, in a sweet, husky, sultry tone. Her hands running down his chest to emphasis on the statement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 05:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3767465#msg3767465">Quote from: taino on 13-10-2010, 05:49:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>"The rules... are simple.. but not so simple." <br><br>Naia gestured for him to sit. And she moved to sit across from him, crossing one leg upon the other, and glancing up as a gaggling giggling group of girls made their way down the club stairs and out the main door. She then looked back to Eric, with a heavy sigh.<br><br>"Things are different here, Creatures you would find in fairy tales.. and nightmares frequent this place. and I'm in the middle of it. Frankly, I'm human. But In order to be involved with me, you have to promise.. no matter what. you won't interfere with their kind, and when it comes to them and me, you stay out.. for your own safety."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric sat down across from her taking one of her hands into his, listening. Maybe it was just that it was late, or early, or whatever, but he believed her. At least provisionally.<br><br>"Naia, I'm not going to stand by and watch you get hurt. I don't care who does it."<br><br>Eric'd voice was quite serious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 06:13:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3767471#msg3767471">Quote from: taino on 13-10-2010, 05:50:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Romeo shifted, peeling the uniform right off of her. Lifting her and moving her slightly when necessary, then tossing it aside before letting his hot, heavy hands fall back to the bare forms of her breasts. Heavy palms kneading against the luscious mounds, dragging the swells beneath his touch as his mouth hungrily worked at her neck. She tasted so delicious, and he could smell her arousal. The aroma of her permeated in the room, and he drank it in, enthralled by it. <br><br>Shifting his hips beneath her, he grind up heavily against her, gyrating his hips into hers bouncing her just slightly. Teasing her, enlightening her just slightly to what he wanted to do to her. Those hands slid away from her breasts with one last teasing tug at her pert nipples. Sliding down along her hourglass figure, tracing her every curve. Before coming to rest at her hips. He gripped her rather tightly, his sharp nails biting into her flesh just a bit, as he used this to pull her down against each and every rising grind of his hips. <br><br>A soft moan escaped his throat, followed by a low, rumbling growl as his arousal continued to peak, and his need to feel her became more and more domineering. But not yet, he knew. He had to wait. It had to be just right... she had to want it more than anything else. "That a girl.." He growled lowly as he continued to work her down against him. Feeling his thick arousal throbbing, aching to plunge inside of her. But he knew the wait was worth it.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Garnet was powerless against the Lamia's touches and nibbles upon her breasts and neck.&nbsp; He was intoxicating, absolutely intoxicating, though it helped she was slightly corrupted by those damn incubi from earlier that day, otherwise she wouldn't be where she was then.&nbsp; She didn't make it a habit of hopping into bed with just anyone, but as it had been stated before, Garnet wasn't in her right mind entirely to begin with that night as she moaned and gasped, shivering in pleasure as her sex became sopping wet.&nbsp; Her lacy black bra was the only thing left in the way of Romeo's heavy hands, though her nipples were poking through the material just enough to leave impressions where they were, only adding to the whole experience as he continued to knead and massage her mounds.&nbsp; It was maddening, and the cop wanted more as she finally broke away with a growl, turning about in his lap so she was able to kiss him upon the lips deeply, her hands going to his face before sliding down slowly, helping him out of his own clothing and running her lips across every inch of exposed flesh.<br><br>Once the man's shirt was removed, Garnet stopped at the waistband of his pants, loosening it considerably before going back to where she had been, letting her bra fall next to her uniform before getting comfy again.&nbsp; A hand slid down into his pants however as she situated herself to be continuously ravaged as Romeo saw fit, but she was going to return the favor as she grabbed a hold of his cock in her slender fingers, stroking it roughly back and forth without ever pulling it free....yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 22:54:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3767474#msg3767474">Quote from: taino on 13-10-2010, 05:51:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>He kissed her cheek and she smiled, he was charming, that was certain. "There's always something special about serving those that 'need' you." She giggled, softly, and pressed herself tightly to his frame. Her lithe frame craned and curled seductively against his muscled body as she leaned her lips into his ear, eager to remind him of the moment they just shared.<br><br>"You served me, when I needed you.." <br><br>She purred against his ear, in a sweet, husky, sultry tone. Her hands running down his chest to emphasis on the statement.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Her tone was strangely seductive, and he felt himself get attracted to her because of it. It did not help matters that her hands were teasing his skin upon his chest. She said that he served her when she needed him; something that he found quite satisfying. However, as she continued to tease him, he found himself believing that she was not totally satisfied. Her lips were so close to his ear, they almost were touching it. Her body was also so warm against his; he almost felt himself melt because of it. His body was dangerously reacting to all these stimuli; the excitement was too much to bear.<br><br>"If I didn't know any better," he said a bit nervously, trying to tease, "I would say that you want a bit more serving." Almost against his will, he added, "I'd be glad to give you another serving."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 01:55:14</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric sat down across from her taking one of her hands into his, listening. Maybe it was just that it was late, or early, or whatever, but he believed her. At least provisionally.<br><br>"Naia, I'm not going to stand by and watch you get hurt. I don't care who does it."<br><br>Eric'd voice was quite serious.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>He took her hand, and Naia watched his face quietly, he had to be sleep deprived. He was agreeing too quickly with the belief of other worldly creatures existing. Most people in their right minds would have laughed in her face, called her crazy and walked away. Naia quirked a slender brow inquisitively and turned to look back towards the stairs to the club. She gripped his hand tightly and stood up from the table, abruptly pulling him from his seat and forcing him to follow her up stairs. As they reached the landing the loud hypnotic music would thrum through the walls, and echo around them, she moved down the corridor with him in tow. <br><br>The trance music boomed through the walls, and they passed couples cornered off in the shadows or heading up the other stair wells. She lead him through the main bars, one to the right the other to the left and they emerged into the main club. All around them creatures moved ,dances and partook in each other. She brought him up alongside her, and with her free hand gestured out to the entirety of the room. <br><br>"Look at them Eric. . . Look at them, and tell me you believe me... Tell me you won't let anything happen to me... because quite frankly.. there's no stopping them."<br><br>She let go of his hand, and kept her eyes forward.. certain at this point he would come to his senses, and move along. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 01:55:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Garnet was powerless against the Lamia's touches and nibbles upon her breasts and neck.&nbsp; He was intoxicating, absolutely intoxicating, though it helped she was slightly corrupted by those damn incubi from earlier that day, otherwise she wouldn't be where she was then.&nbsp; She didn't make it a habit of hopping into bed with just anyone, but as it had been stated before, Garnet wasn't in her right mind entirely to begin with that night as she moaned and gasped, shivering in pleasure as her sex became sopping wet.&nbsp; Her lacy black bra was the only thing left in the way of Romeo's heavy hands, though her nipples were poking through the material just enough to leave impressions where they were, only adding to the whole experience as he continued to knead and massage her mounds.&nbsp; It was maddening, and the cop wanted more as she finally broke away with a growl, turning about in his lap so she was able to kiss him upon the lips deeply, her hands going to his face before sliding down slowly, helping him out of his own clothing and running her lips across every inch of exposed flesh.<br><br>Once the man's shirt was removed, Garnet stopped at the waistband of his pants, loosening it considerably before going back to where she had been, letting her bra fall next to her uniform before getting comfy again.&nbsp; A hand slid down into his pants however as she situated herself to be continuously ravaged as Romeo saw fit, but she was going to return the favor as she grabbed a hold of his cock in her slender fingers, stroking it roughly back and forth without ever pulling it free....yet.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Garnet moved, resettling herself upon his lap, facing him. Her soft hands cupped his face and her velvet, warm mouth was upon his own. He tasted of her again and kissed her with a wanton desire, and feverish lust. The Lamia was certain of his control, though he knew the vampiric drow was in lack there of.. he was certain given any other circumstances, she would have been a little more reserved. With a sly little grin, he watched as she unfastened the buttons upon his shirt. Her mouth flanking the motions. Grazing across his smooth, warm skin.<br><br>Every inch of him was burning to the touch, his breed simply oozed warmth, power, and control. Their pheramones alone were enough to drive a woman crazy, but he was resisting the urge to tempt her so.. he wanted this to happen upon her own accord. He would not fall, for something gone wrong. The lithe little woman moved upon him lower, stopping at the waist band of his jeans, and loosened the hem considerably but left him contained. She then repositioned herself once more, and those multifacetted eyes watched her with curiousity, as the black lace bra was then removed and tossed aside with the remainder of her clothing. The corner of his mouth quirked just a little higher.<br><br>Hot, heavy hands returned to her ample breasts, though his motions froze, and an unexpected, startled groan escaped his lips, as her warm, small hand encompassed his member, and she began to firmly stroke her palm against the length of his cock. All without removing him from his pants, and maintaining her exposed position. He groaned lowly, and the sound rumbled in his chest, rolling into a dominant growl. He gave a slow, rolling buck of his hips into her hand, and grasped her breasts firmly. Rolling her nipples beneath his thumbs, lowering his lips upon the right swell and sucking the pert, little nub between his lips. Flicking his tongue over the peak, he allowed his teeth to grind down against it and give a little tug. His left hand slid down along her ribs, to her hip and then around to her ass.<br><br>Over the voluptuous swell his hand grazed, then dipped down between her cheeks and further between her thighs, pressing her body a bit closer to his own, as his hand cupped along her soaked slit. His middle finger tracing along the line over the fabric of her panties. Teasing the damp, tender, swollen lips. Her scent permeated through out the room, and he was once again intoxicated by it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>taino</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 01:56:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Her tone was strangely seductive, and he felt himself get attracted to her because of it. It did not help matters that her hands were teasing his skin upon his chest. She said that he served her when she needed him; something that he found quite satisfying. However, as she continued to tease him, he found himself believing that she was not totally satisfied. Her lips were so close to his ear, they almost were touching it. Her body was also so warm against his; he almost felt himself melt because of it. His body was dangerously reacting to all these stimuli; the excitement was too much to bear.<br><br>"If I didn't know any better," he said a bit nervously, trying to tease, "I would say that you want a bit more serving." Almost against his will, he added, "I'd be glad to give you another serving."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle frowned softly, and pulled away from him. She moved across the floor to pick up her skirt, sliding back into it, and fixing it right before sliding back into her work shirt. flicking her hair back over her shoulders so she correct the collar, she looked up at him and shook her head softly. <br><br>"I would never, make you do something you didn't want to do.. completely upon your own will. "<br><br>Her voice was soft, but no longer sultry, or seductive. It was simply plane. No emotion, no fluxuations. She'd caught the unsteadyness in his voice, the uncertainty that had overwhelmed him in that moment. Perhaps she'd been wrong to sleep with him in the first place. Isabelle tended to get ahead of herself far too often, and generally ended up hurt, or alone. Sitting upon the edge of the bed, she slipped her heels back on laced them up. She didn't have to go back to work, but maybe she could find something to do.. since it seemed like she made Gensokian too uncomfortable.. or perhaps all he had wanted was the simplicity of a one night stand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gensokian</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 02:06:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3770798#msg3770798">Quote from: taino on 14-10-2010, 01:56:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/Isabellestarter.jpg)<br><em><span class="bbc_u">~Isabelle~</span></em></div><br>Isabelle frowned softly, and pulled away from him. She moved across the floor to pick up her skirt, sliding back into it, and fixing it right before sliding back into her work shirt. flicking her hair back over her shoulders so she correct the collar, she looked up at him and shook her head softly. <br><br>"I would never, make you do something you didn't want to do.. completely upon your own will. "<br><br>Her voice was soft, but no longer sultry, or seductive. It was simply plane. No emotion, no fluxuations. She'd caught the unsteadyness in his voice, the uncertainty that had overwhelmed him in that moment. Perhaps she'd been wrong to sleep with him in the first place. Isabelle tended to get ahead of herself far too often, and generally ended up hurt, or alone. Sitting upon the edge of the bed, she slipped her heels back on laced them up. She didn't have to go back to work, but maybe she could find something to do.. since it seemed like she made Gensokian too uncomfortable.. or perhaps all he had wanted was the simplicity of a one night stand.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Gensokian noticed that something seemed wrong with Isabelle. He wasn't sure what happened with her, but he was afraid that it was something he said. Not one to let a woman--or man, for that matter--stay sad or troubled, he sat himself next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders in attempts to comfort her. He was not about to leave or let her leave until he saw her smile and be happy again.<br><br>"What's wrong?" he asked her, genuinely concerned. "Did I say something to offend you? I didn't mean to hurt you by saying that little comment. It was merely a little tease." He was trying to hide the fact he was excited again, thinking that she would think that he saw her as nothing more than a sex object instead of a woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 02:56:25</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3770792#msg3770792">Quote from: taino on 14-10-2010, 01:55:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br>He took her hand, and Naia watched his face quietly, he had to be sleep deprived. He was agreeing too quickly with the belief of other worldly creatures existing. Most people in their right minds would have laughed in her face, called her crazy and walked away. Naia quirked a slender brow inquisitively and turned to look back towards the stairs to the club. She gripped his hand tightly and stood up from the table, abruptly pulling him from his seat and forcing him to follow her up stairs. As they reached the landing the loud hypnotic music would thrum through the walls, and echo around them, she moved down the corridor with him in tow. <br><br>The trance music boomed through the walls, and they passed couples cornered off in the shadows or heading up the other stair wells. She lead him through the main bars, one to the right the other to the left and they emerged into the main club. All around them creatures moved ,dances and partook in each other. She brought him up alongside her, and with her free hand gestured out to the entirety of the room. <br><br>"Look at them Eric. . . Look at them, and tell me you believe me... Tell me you won't let anything happen to me... because quite frankly.. there's no stopping them."<br><br>She let go of his hand, and kept her eyes forward.. certain at this point he would come to his senses, and move along.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eric looked about impassively. It was late, and he had believed her before... at least in that dreamy, late night sense of the word. Here was proof, evidently. He watched, and then turned to her, and shrugged.<br><br>"I won't let anything happen to you, Naia, at least as long as I am around."<br><br>Eric looked over at her and shrugged. That was all there was to it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Violet Coffee (Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 04:37:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82770.msg3770796#msg3770796">Quote from: taino on 14-10-2010, 01:55:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br>Garnet moved, resettling herself upon his lap, facing him. Her soft hands cupped his face and her velvet, warm mouth was upon his own. He tasted of her again and kissed her with a wanton desire, and feverish lust. The Lamia was certain of his control, though he knew the vampiric drow was in lack there of.. he was certain given any other circumstances, she would have been a little more reserved. With a sly little grin, he watched as she unfastened the buttons upon his shirt. Her mouth flanking the motions. Grazing across his smooth, warm skin.<br><br>Every inch of him was burning to the touch, his breed simply oozed warmth, power, and control. Their pheromones alone were enough to drive a woman crazy, but he was resisting the urge to tempt her so.. he wanted this to happen upon her own accord. He would not fall, for something gone wrong. The lithe little woman moved upon him lower, stopping at the waist band of his jeans, and loosened the hem considerably but left him contained. She then repositioned herself once more, and those multifaceted eyes watched her with curiosity, as the black lace bra was then removed and tossed aside with the remainder of her clothing. The corner of his mouth quirked just a little higher.<br><br>Hot, heavy hands returned to her ample breasts, though his motions froze, and an unexpected, startled groan escaped his lips, as her warm, small hand encompassed his member, and she began to firmly stroke her palm against the length of his cock. All without removing him from his pants, and maintaining her exposed position. He groaned lowly, and the sound rumbled in his chest, rolling into a dominant growl. He gave a slow, rolling buck of his hips into her hand, and grasped her breasts firmly. Rolling her nipples beneath his thumbs, lowering his lips upon the right swell and sucking the pert, little nub between his lips. Flicking his tongue over the peak, he allowed his teeth to grind down against it and give a little tug. His left hand slid down along her ribs, to her hip and then around to her ass.<br><br>Over the voluptuous swell his hand grazed, then dipped down between her cheeks and further between her thighs, pressing her body a bit closer to his own, as his hand cupped along her soaked slit. His middle finger tracing along the line over the fabric of her panties. Teasing the damp, tender, swollen lips. Her scent permeated through out the room, and he was once again intoxicated by it.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Garnet was impressed by what she felt and could sense for herself.&nbsp; Even in her current state, the half Drow could at least remember every moment of this night as she continued to ravage Romeo with her mouth and hands.&nbsp; Being forced to lean back though just enough for him to explore her further, Garnet shivered and moaned, her exposed sex throbbing to be filled as it let drip a river of her juices all over the Lamai's legs and crotch as she continued to jerk him off in his own pants.&nbsp; Perfectly balanced as raging desire and lust filled her every pore, Garnet gasped and moaned, wanting far more than what this man was going though she was close to one orgasm as he bit and nibbled upon her breasts.&nbsp; His own scent was maddening, even without his pheromones to match what she was able to smell already as his hands finally trailed down to her black lacy panties that a quick tug would probably tear them apart if he so wanted to do so.&nbsp; She came a moment later as he teased and traced her soaking wet sex, making her buck and jerk in his lap, moaning long and hard as she shivered and felt a thin layer of sweat cover her body.&nbsp; "Damn...that was good...but...not enough."&nbsp; She moaned, still needing more as she slowly slid off of his lap and pulled his pants open the rest of the way, revealing his length to her eyes at last after having jerked him off until then.&nbsp; Licking her lips, she kissed the tip before slowly taking just the head into her mouth, sucking upon it tenderly for several moments and gauging his reaction to this.
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