X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds
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				Title: <strong>X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>09-06-2017, 10:18:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Outer Grounds</strong></span></span></div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Active Time is September of 2017</em></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Board Directory</em></span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- OOC - General/Info/Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268105.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Mansion (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268954.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Dormitories (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268958.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Inner Grounds (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268955.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Outer Grounds (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268956.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - The Basements (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268957.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Salem Center (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268953.0) -</em></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>- IC - Everwhere Else (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268952.0) -</em></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Board Description</em></span></span><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>The Xavier Property stretches for miles. Graymalkin Lane comes in from the west through the border of the lands property.&nbsp; It stretches out a mile to the north and about three miles to the south. East of the manor, there is a large 6 square mile area between the mansion and the lake. There are a number of interesting location dotted throughout the highlands and forest including, the boat house, the observation tower, the memorial gardens, the stables, the communication station, and more.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Header Code</em></span></span><br><br></span></span><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[hr]<br>[floatleft][img height=200]http://i.imgur.com/ELhvU2n.jpg[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Character[/b]: (please provide character name here)<br>[b]Location[/b]: (Be as specific as possible, IC board title is not correct)<br>[b]Date/Time[/b]: (self evident.)<br>[b]Content[/b]: (can be a summary of the post, or a warning of explicit content)<br>[b]Tagging[/b]: (very important, be sure to let everyone know whos in the scene, provide OPEN or CLOSED for everyone else)<br>[hr]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>23-06-2017, 12:23:35</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cFJrtNj.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: <strong>Hope Abbott</strong><br><strong>Location</strong>: Far away from mansion, by the lake<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, midnightish<br><strong>Content</strong>: preparing to skinny dip<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kurt Wagner<br><hr><hr><br>The last few months had zipped by in a flash. The summer was over already, but Hope was feeling adventurous, and she wanted one more hurray, if it were still summer it would have counted. Since, it wasn’t. She was slightly delusional, but it made the autumn wind grateful for the joyful spirits of Hope and Kurt as they found themselves at the edge of the like.<br>&nbsp;<br>She’d arrived last summer, and a lot had changed since her first few awkward weeks, learning names and witnessing the unthinkable at every corner. The school year before had exposed her to a lot, and she learned a lot more than she expected herself to. Things seemed more simple here, even though they were more complex. She thought it would feel more like a jail, misinformation traveled fast, and Xavier’s school for the gifted didn’t make sense to her before she’d spent some time there.<br>&nbsp;<br>It worked. <br>&nbsp;<br>She’d acclimated, her boyfriend had a long tail and his skin was a rather dark shade of blue. It was sexy in a way that challenged her. Everything about Kurt made her smile. He was kind, soothing, comical, absurd. His power made her laugh, even if it was a bit stinky. She hadn’t seen it in a life or death situation, so she couldn’t fathom just how fascinating and useful teleportation could be. It was the truth that when she’d first met him, she was intimidated. He looked like a monster, even when he smiled. The truth was that Hope liked a bit of monster in her man. And the more she got to know him, the more exciting being around him was. They’d first kissed on June 17th, but not much had happened since then, some dates, some making out in the tv room when they had a chance to be alone. They had bonded in a healthy way, eating together, having long conversations, and sitting in silence while they studied. It was more than comfortable now, it was starting to feel like a real relationship.<br>&nbsp;<br>She was nervous, almost scared of sex before. But, she was adjusting to the idea a little bit every day since he’d kissed her. She was starting to dream about it, and think about it during class. She’d been touching herself quietly in her bed, not to climax, but just to stir the pot. She was full of energy day and night.<br>&nbsp;<br>Hope giggled as she pulled her shirt up over her head. The water moved calmly, placid in the slow wind of the early Autumn night. There were four towels beside her, she’d prepped well, one was already laid out to keep the other ones clean.<br>&nbsp;<br>There were a few phases in the night’s plan. Phase two involved getting naked, and jumping into the lake. The summer had scorched, but the summer was over. It was chilly. She was only a few inches away from Kurt, letting her long brown curls through the neck of her shirt. She was wearing a typical white bra underneath. Hope had found a rock at about knee height, and she let the cotton down there on top of the jacket she’d already tore away, and settled. <strong>“It’s going to be cold, I think.” </strong>The wind was already whipping at her skin. <strong>“Aaah.” </strong>Hope’s high pitched groan turned into a laugh and she reached down for the buttons of her jeans. Her eyes shifted right, once she found Kurt’s eyes, she wiggled a bit, smiling and pinching her eyes shut. The denim slid along Hope’s long legs slowly. She didn’t want to rush things and she didn’t want to Kurt to miss anything. <br>&nbsp;<br>Hope liked it when Kurt looked at her. It made her feel special, sexy, wanted, desirable, and womanly. Not everyone was allowed to linger on her curves, her gentle youthful breasts, or the perfect pluck of her buttocks. But, Kurt was, and her tiny white panties looked like she’d worn them for show. They were lacey, thin, tight and weightless on her skin. The fabric looked like paint.<br>&nbsp;<br>Hope nearly tripped as she tried to work the jeans over her shoes. Her knee high socks started t slide with the denim, and a second close call with the ground left her searching for breath and sitting down. The rock with her clothes on it formed the seat and she discarded her shoes, socks and pants. A few things occurred to her all at once. And she brought a hand up to her hair to slip it aside. <strong>“Kurt, baby…”</strong> She smiled at him, looking up from her perch, knees pinched, and calm, goosebumps gathering on her shoulders. She wasn’t nervous, she wasn’t hesitant, she just wanted to enjoy this moment for a while.<br>&nbsp;<br>She lingered on Kurt’s frame, her shoulders resting, eyes thinning, a breath slipping free from her lips, tiny little lip bites in need of attention. She found his eyes again and she held her hands out as if she might have been a baby asking for a bottle. <strong>“Come here.”</strong> Neither of them had completely finished undressing. She wanted to put her cheek against his navel, her breasts against his manhood, and wrap her arms around his legs. They’d found the lowered embrace by accident, and Hope had loved it. <br>&nbsp;<br>The reason was obvious, and she hadn’t disguised it well, she could feel his cock when she did it, and she was eager to be closer. <strong>“I’m sorta nervous.”</strong> They'd never been naked together, not even close. Yet, there was no concern in her voice, she was just expressing herself, openly, with a laughter in her tone. <strong>“Are you- … nervous at all?” </strong><br>&nbsp;<br>She had her innocence, that much was certain. It was a sparkle in her eyes, a timbre in her voice, a gesture of her lips when his cock was on her mind. She had a youthful energy that had nothing to do with her appearance, Hope didn’t like not young. But, her age was fairly apparent, and her body had formed well. It was her spirit, she was excitable, present with a general sense of wonderment that filled her every observation. She was undeniably happy, it was an obvious truth, painted all over her face, and within the motion of her loving hands along the narrow tight portion of Kurt’s blue hipbone.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>08-07-2017, 21:43:06</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Ee7YVaB.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Kurt Wagner<br><strong>Location</strong>: Lake on the outskirts of school property<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, late evening<br><strong>Content</strong>: Kurt has butterflies, but he does his best to show Hope his courage.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Hope Abbott | Trance<br><hr><hr><br>Kurt was always conscious of his appearance. At first glance, most assumed he was the devil himself roaming the realm of the living, and as much as he might smile, his fanged grin more readily inspired fear than kinship. Hope had been much the same way they first met, but she kept an open mind and didn't judge him for things outside of his control. In this manner, Kurt knew that anyone who would call him a friend was someone worth having in his life; They could see past the glowing yellow eyes, the fine blue fur, the spaded tail and the rest of his odd physique and see the joyous, big-hearted man inside.<br><br>For Hope's sake, Kurt had to consider his appearance in the most literal and scientific manner. His midnight blue fur had an ethereal effect in the dark of night, making him nearly invisible to the standard human eye. His more scientifically inclined friends debated whether this was a simple matter of light, or if it was linked to his x-gene, but regardless of what caused it, Kurt was damned hard to see at night. Therefore, as Hope nervously stripped down to her underclothes, Kurt crouched between her and the lake, so that she could at least perceive the outline of his body, even while his face was nearly imperceptible. <br><br>While to Hope he might have seemed like a pair of blue jeans and a red polo floating in the darkness, Kurt could see her incredibly well, and the sight of her gorgeous body, as she slowly prepared for a naked swim, was a revelation to him. It was funny that as she showed off more of herself than he'd ever seen before, Kurt's gaze was drawn to one of the few places on her body still clothed. The pair of panties she'd worn were small, white and sexy, a gift wrapping on a beautiful present, if he would be blessed enough to receive it from her. As she sat and struggled to remove her jeans and socks, Kurt became aware of how comparably overdressed he was, and he pulled off his shirt and tossed it carelessly to the side. He didn't go slow or make a show of it, and he cursed himself a second later for not making as much of an effort to entice as she was at that moment, but perhaps the sight of his bare, muscular chest would satisfy her well enough. He leaned forward in his crouch a little, peering closely into her eyes, as she looked back at him and summoned him over.<br><br>He was breathless as he stood with a straight back and walked stiffly to her, not from any exertion on his own part, but from the gravity of this moment. The two of them as a couple were near ready to embark on a new chapter of their relationship, to cross a line that could never be uncrossed. As she hugged his lower half, and as he ran his triple-digited hand softly through her brown hair, he wondered for a brief moment if they were ready for this. He was older than her, and had some experience; Was he prepared to take her to that new place? Any doubts he might have had were dispelled almost instantly. He was confident that he could show her the way, and determined to make sure that she would enjoy her first time. <br><br>She felt wonderful when pressed up against him, and Kurt felt an uncomfortable, yet exciting stirring in his loins, as his girlfriend's chest was pressed almost directly into his thighs. He had dreamed of holding her this closely before, and knowing that they were so close to reliving his highest fantasies made him feel almost giddy and high. Below him, she asked in a low, curious tone if he was nervous, and Kurt let out a breathy laugh, and said nothing for a moment, as if to let the mirthful noise speak for him. But finally, he said, <strong>"<em>Ja</em>. But only a little bit. I want to give you the best night of your life, <em>liebling</em>, and I only hope that I am good enough for you."</strong> His pointed tail rose secretly behind her, and stroked the back of her head softly, before it brushed down her back, slid beneath the strap of her bra, and gave it an impish <em>snap</em>. <br><br>He nudged out of her grasp so that he could kneel before her, bringing his face close to her own. He had stared into her eyes from such an intimate distance many times before, but it enthralled him each and every time. Kurt gave her a toothy grin and leaned closer to her, as if to kiss her, but instead his arms wrapped behind her back, and after his nimble fingers had their way with her, Hope would feel the tension in her top loosen as her bra was undone. Then he finally gave her what he had suggested through his movements and their closeness as he pressed his lips into hers and stealing a kiss. His hands graced beneath her arms, stroking briefly across her ribcage before he took the undergarment that still clung to her chest and delicately pulled it away, only to replace them with his palms a moment later, massaging her breasts and rolling her nipples between his digits as he stole the breath from her. His tail, as dexterous as a third hand, began to pluck at his belt buckle, loosening his waist and then slowly tugging them down his thigh. It was a job that his tail could not accomplish on its own, as it had been looped through a hole cut through the back of his butt, but he hoped that his girlfriend would help him, as he had helped her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>24-07-2017, 08:42:34</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cFJrtNj.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: <strong>Hope Abbott</strong><br><strong>Location</strong>: Far away from mansion, by the lake<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, midnightish<br><strong>Content</strong>: preparing to skinny dip<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kurt Wagner<br><hr><hr><br>Hope had almost felt comfortable when her life was out of control. It wasn’t diffuclt for her to keep her wits about her in a storm. And, with that state of mind, it was easy to find the harsh weather. It was also easy to find the ports, the places of rest, the sense of the world. Her basis of knowledge came from her ease in the wildes. She was always oriented in the deeps of the panic and chaos. <br><br>The smile on her face gave Kurt the go ahead to do anything he wanted. She loved him, they hadn’t said it to each other, but she was sure of it. Her friends had talked with her about it, about him, and love, and the way that it all worked. Some of them were virgins like her, others weren’t. Some of them had loved, and some of them had been tricked by their lust. Heather liked to talk about these types of things a lot, and she liked to stay up late with Heather. Hope was starting to feel like there were only three words she could speak to him anymore, and she would be unable to say anything else with any honesty until she said them. Her bottom lip was between her teeth, her eyes looked sorry when she was turned on.<br><br>As her Nightcrawler stepped into her, and she pressed her lips against the lower half of his belly, she searched for the skin, and nibbled at him through the light fur that covered his body. It didn’t bother her, men had hair on them, she’d kissed a man before, and she liked the idea of hair from a primal standpoint that she couldn’t understand. She let her tongue slide across him, one tiny centimeter at a time. A gentle, innocent french kiss to Kurt’s lower abs. She was getting creamy between her legs. The panties were becoming a problem, her thighs rubbed against the outside of Kurt’s, her moans were tender and pitched high against the wind whipping into their ears.<br><br>Hope smiled and looked up to him, the bottom of her happy chin tight against his navel. <strong>“The best night of my life.”</strong> Her body pulsed, it felt like one of her heart beats had possessed her. A little giggle fell from her. <strong>“That’s a lot of pressure…”</strong> She still wanted to tell him that she loved him, so her words were quivering as they came out. Her thighs tightened and loosened in a rhythm. <strong>“Let’s just have fun and…”</strong> Kurt was coming close, she opened her lips and shut her eyes, her logic tossed, her priorities were hilarious. She had a test in the morning. But the kiss didn’t land.<br><br>She felt the tension slip, and she could feel the strap come undone. His hands in her hair and along her back made her shiver. She loved this, everything was starting to feel perfect where it had once been a bit alien. She had never found Kurt unnatractive, but holding hands had been strange, his thick fingers had proved useful though, and he was good with them. He was good with his tail too, and she wondered how much he would want to involve it in their sexual play. She’d day-dreamed of sucking on it, and it had made her wet in class. As his hands slipped over her healthy little tits, as his pants came down around his waist. <br><br>She’d never been in this position before. Her hands reached for his belt, and found it already undone, his tail had been sneaky, and he had opened the buckle for her. She’d never rid a man of his pants before, she’d never had Kurt or any man in her mouth. So, her instincts were a bit off. She went for his hips, and tugged down at everything, his underwear, the jeans, wrestling them downward. She wasn’t sure if she was going to do this now, or just take his pants off, or what was going on, but she did realize quickly that she needed to help his tail through the hole in the pants. <strong>“Oop, Sorry.”</strong> <br><br>Hope corrected and took his pants down to his knees, leaning forward, using her flexible muscles to bring her hands down to his ankles. She helped him out of everything, and then she sat up straight.<br><br>The brunette put her hands gently against Kurt’s hips, and pushed him back so that she could stand. She recovered her brassiere and set it softly on top of her other clothes. When up to her feet, she was only inches away from her soon to be lover. Her thumbs brought her little white number down her thighs. She wanted to tell him how wet she was, but it didn’t feel right, she needed to say that other thing, and they probably needed to cross a few other lines in the sand together. She was careful not to let her wet underwear touch the ground, or the bottoms of her feet. <strong>“Oo, ee, mmmmn!”</strong> She hummed and vocalized her careful motions, but found success, flinging the fabric on top of the pile with confidence. She watched them land, and then turned to Kurt with a sweet look on her face, a smile in everything but her lips. She was almost pouting, craving him, the corners curling in mini smiles.<br><br><strong>“Hey… Kurt.”</strong> A smile flashed and then she bit her lip. Her fragile hands toured the front of his chest, her nails biting his skin just enough to prove that they were there, she hummed. They were face to face, and she was starting to lean into him. She could feel him, everything, his hard hips against her waist, his masculine frame squishing against her breasts. Hope could feel his cock. Her body blushed in reaction. <strong>“I think I, uh- I’m-” </strong>A laugh with one breath kicked out, <strong>“I think I love you, ya know, if you love me, I probably do too, love you.”</strong> <br><br>A hand flowed under his arm, and down his torso. It found a home on the small of his back, her fingertips flittering passively at the base of his tail. She looked up into his yellow eyes with a lip in her teeth and an expectation in her expression.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>15-08-2017, 08:45:51</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Ee7YVaB.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Kurt Wagner<br><strong>Location</strong>: Lake on the outskirts of school property<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, late evening<br><strong>Content</strong>: Kurt wavers for just a moment before giving Hope his heart.<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Hope Abbott | Trance<br><hr><hr><br>Kurt stared into her eyes from mere centimeters away, and he wondered if the yellow glow of his own gaze was blinding to her. But she didn't pull away from him or even blink, and it allowed him to stare tenderly into the light green of her own irises. He was so caught up in his love for Hope, for her very beautiful <em>soul</em>, that it made it hard to focus on the equally attractive body that housed her immortal essence, and the way that body was interacting with his own. His hands still rested lovingly on her breasts, but it wasn't until he felt a painful pinch on his rear and a sudden breeze between his thighs that he understood that Hope had just made him as naked as herself, his forgetful tail unwittingly in the way as its master was dumbstruck.<br><br>The motion to strip Kurt away from his last bits of decency brought Hope down to her knees, and in that moment Kurt stood. He pulled his tail through the loop in the back of his jeans as he straightened his back, and for a second found himself in a position he hadn't intended, but one he had certainly imagined more than a few times. But Hope rose after just a second, after lovingly making sure that he was free to simply step out of the last bits of his bonds to be free with her for the rest of the night. He gave a low, nervous chuckle as she apologized and gently nudged him away as she stood beside him, nearly his equal in height, as he so rarely stood to his full one and three quarters meters. <strong>"Heh. Umm."</strong> His brain was addled for a moment as he pried his deepest charms for a suiting response. The elf suffered a rare moment of genuine speechlessness, as he reconciled the crushing affection he had for her with the surreality of the moment. He was naked. His manhood was thick and hard, seemingly defiant of gravity as it pointed upwards at her navel, bobbing beneath its own weight, jerking as tiny muscle spasms ran up his calves and thighs and caused a brief shiver throughout his entire upper half. <br><br>Closer to her than he had ever been before, Kurt thought he could not be more aroused by her in that moment... And then she began to slide her panties down her thighs, making cute, wordless noises as she gingerly removed the article and carefully set it aside with the sanctity it deserved. He laughed again as she underhand tossed them to the rest of her clothes, the nerves gone out of his voice, a fanged smile accompanying the mirthful cackle. A three-fingered hand reached tenderly out to her, brushing back the hair that streamed down her left shoulder, a loving and reassuring weight coming to rest at the bottom of her skull. Words hung in the air between them, and in his gut, Kurt knew he should have said something by now, to remind her that he was still there with her. His mouth hung open, but the next words came from her as she pressed her body close to him, and stared expectantly into those lanterns of his.<br><br>He had known it in his belly that he'd loved her, she gave him butterflies there. His heart sang and his lungs quickened to find a breath that could never quite him satisfy like she could. But his brain was a fool that couldn't realize the obvious, it could not finish the sentence that the rest of him had already started. A response did not immediately follow. Impulses from his foolish brain instead commanded him to rapidly blink, to gape idiotically as Hope wrapped an arm around him and pulled him even closer. The luscious press of her soft skin, her tender tits against his lean muscle only further addled him. Kurt had faced plenty of high pressure situations before; He had faced down literal angry mobs, with torches and pitchforks to boot! He had faced Magneto, the Brotherhood, and intergalactic terror in between Earth and the farthest stars. He was humbled by his experiences, and as everything finally settled in his mind, he realized that telling her the truth of his heart was the easiest foe he could ever conquer. <strong>"Hope... <em>Ich liebe dich auch.</em> I mean,"</strong> he hastily and apologetically began to clarify after he tenderly dipped back into his mother tongue, <strong>"I love you, also. Too. I love you too, Hope. From the first moment we met, and I understood the kindness in you, how could I be anything but mad for you?"</strong> Nightcrawler, a natural acrobat and an avid consumer of romantic serials and soap opera's, impressed himself with his especially dramatic declaration. Perhaps he was not so humble after all?<br><br>Hope, braver than he could ever hope to be, had said the words first, but Kurt would not burden her with what would come next. He bowed his head down and pressed his mouth to hers, their kiss igniting at the surface for a second until he pressed deeper, their lips folding around each other's in a much deeper embrace. Like his kiss, Kurt was chaste at first, still clutching the back of her head with one hand and allowing the other to flex nervously at his side. Slowly, the romantic embrace was made carnal, as his hand also found the small of her back, and then the sweet flesh of her buttocks. He gave her a pinching squeeze and Hope could hear the laughter deep in his throat even as they still kissed. The back of her hand resting at the base of his spine would feel the tender brush of his spaded tail sliding up her knuckles, showing Kurt his soft affection with every part of his being. <br><br>As tempting as it was to lay her down on the beach and... Continue to show her how much he loved her, Kurt did not want the night to progress more quickly than either of them had intended. His push against her lips was accompanied by the press of his chest against her own, and still holding the small of her back, Kurt dipped her backwards, using his tail as a brace to prevent her from falling as he dipped her low and robbed her of one last breath before he lifted her back to her feet. The spaded tip of his appendage delivered an impish and surprisingly sharp slap to the top of her cushy cheek and Kurt took her hands into his own, intertwining his three thick digits with her smaller and more tender five, slowly leading her towards the water. <strong>"Ladies first, yes?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Mansion: School Sessions - IC - The Outer Grounds</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alias</strong> on <strong>17-08-2017, 09:27:36</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cFJrtNj.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: <strong>Hope Abbott</strong><br><strong>Location</strong>: Far away from mansion, by the lake<br><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September 2nd, midnightish<br><strong>Content</strong>: preparing to skinny dip, almost wanting to sex<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kurt Wagner<br><hr><hr>He was cozy and hard. It was the most excited she’d ever been in large measure. Their eye contact was electric. Just looking into his wild iris’ made her quiver. She felt like an exposed wire, hot and flashing with memories of when she first met him, of when they had first kissed. There were subtle memories too that didn’t really stand out for any specific reason. There was the first time she saw him wear his favorite jacket, after they dated, the way that he walked was the most vivid thing she could recall. Every little touch felt like a hot poker might if it didn’t hurt. Shivers traveled up and down her back, and the hot creamy core of her body ached violently, bringing a moan out of her and a strong flex in her hip that brought her legs together as she stood before him, feeling his dick against her belly.<br><br>Hope whimpered, she brought her arms up and rested her hands on his shoulders as he started to be silent. She could tell he was trying to speak. The girl had no inclination to tease him, or interrupt his thoughts. She didn’t want to break the moment. She liked that she’d made him incapable of thought. It gave her confidence, she felt sexy, more than sexy, she felt desired. She knew that she would be the most kind, and the most like herself to offer him the same kind of feeling. She had already confessed her love for him, but it didn’t feel like enough. She felt driven to please him, and sex suddenly made a little more sense in her mind. She gave him her quiet understanding eyes as he met her confession with his own, just as she hoped he would.<br><br>Her expression melted as he said the perfect words at the perfect time in the perfect accent. She smiled and she let a long blink turn into a stirring motion. She leaned forward further, feeling Kurt’s intention, she could sense the coming kiss, and her swirling mind was swept away completely. <strong>“Nnnmmuh-”</strong> her lips parted, she folded her body to the side and lost the tension in her legs. She liked the feeling of being in love, it gave her more power than she’d ever felt. It wasn’t power over Kurt, or power over herself. She felt lucky, like she’d beaten the odds. It didn’t make sense, she wasn’t sure why she was special enough to have earned this, but as he explained it, as he told her that her natural ethics and her natural kindness had been the keystone at the top of the arch. She knew that she had a cute face, and she felt proud of herself for having taken good care of her body, preparing for something as special as this night. It felt like the universe existed precisely for this moment to happen.<br><br>She was swimming in some kind of destructive mental torture. His hand on her ass, pulling her in, the gentle kisses. Hope tried to lure his tongue into her mouth, but she was pleased with the gentle treatment of his hands, tail, and tongue. Moaning for more, Hope forgot their plans completely. Her body was convinced that she was about to have sex. When Kurt pulled away, the world around them seemed to slide in, like a set piece on a film. She looked into Kurt’s eye’s lovingly as he suggested that she dive in first.<br><br>An idea came to her quickly, and she smiled with a hint of revelry in her eyes and a good dose of mischief. <strong>“You could… put us above the water together couldn’t you…? Not too high, but ya know…”</strong> she wiggled a second to signify her playful intentions, <strong>“...bamf,"</strong> Her hand opened and gestured a tiny imaginary poof in front of her, <strong>"and then we fall into the water…”</strong> She sounded childish and more than innocent, <strong>“ya know, together.”</strong> Some maturity returned there as she made the motivation for her suggestion clear.<br>
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