Evolved: IC Smut
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				Title: <strong>Evolved: IC Smut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2016, 23:01:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Evolved: IC Smut Thread</strong></span></span><br><br>(http://orig15.deviantart.net/2101/f/2012/214/a/5/free_censored_bar_by_prizedpixul-d59ia3o.png)</div><br>Hah, just kidding. But this is where all the sexy scenes go. Keep the locations and characters mentioned in the header.<br><br><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">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=8]https://placehold.it/150x200[/img][/floatleft][b]Name:[/b] <br>[b]City | Date | Time:[/b] <br>[b]Tagging | Mentioning:[/b] <br>[b]Content:[/b] <br>[hr]<br></code></pre><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Game Threads:</span></strong><br><br><strong>Out of Character</strong><br><br>Interest Check (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=255210.0)<br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254148.0)<br>Character Sheet Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254149.0)<br>Storyboard Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254150.0)<br><br><strong>In Character</strong><br><br>North America (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254151.0)<br>Rest of the World (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254152.0)<br>In Character Communications (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254154.0)<br>Smut (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254153.0)<br>GM Events (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254156.0)<br>World Media (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254157.0)<br>Origin Stories (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254155.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Evolved: IC Smut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>14-08-2016, 03:45:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/77/48/08/77480803c0c0fe9399981ca732bdd25d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Billie Tucker (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254149.msg12560364#msg12560364) <br><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong> San Francisco | 8/6/17| 10 p.m.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Shorts and Tank Top | Sandals &nbsp;(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/78/16/71/781671e6c2ca0efdc18939663afd20f5.jpg)</del><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Ryan 'Private' Murray (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254149.msg12560335#msg12560335)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <em>Making Money</em><br><hr><br>She could still taste the flavor of him in her mouth, sweet tanginess of barbeque combined with the smoky flavor of meat. If Billie inhaled deep enough, traces of Ryan’s scent could be detected in the air around her, clinging to her clothes from their motorcycle ride together. Unlike some in her profession, she was not searching for someone to rescue her from the “chore” of spreading her thighs and parting her lips for dollar bills. She, alone, made the choice to become what she was, only profit held her chained to it. <br><br>An amused chuckle fell from Billie’s mouth when Ryan, clearly distracted, dropped his helmet onto the floor rather than place it upon the nearby dresser. Lifting her hand, she motioned for him to close the space between them with a beckoning motion of her finger. No shyness or shame crossed her dark blue eyes when he greedily devoured every inch of her displayed skin with his gaze. She preferred not to feign coyness with her clients. <br><br>“I hope you plan to do more than look tonight, Ryan,” she teased, hands still fiddling with the button at her skintight shorts. Even if he wanted to stroke to her masturbating or something along those lines, she could not resist taunting him in the hopes that he might be goaded into something more physical. “And here I thought you wanted to get your dick with something more than lube and spit.” <br><br>Whether or not her words delivered the right amount of urgency remained unclear. Figuring it out took a backseat to more pressing matters, like how wet her panties became when he strode confidently towards her with stark need etched across his face. Billie whimpered involuntarily, hands winding around his neck, as she found herself leaning up in order to meet his mouth halfway. Annoyance faintly stirred within her when those calloused hands turned out to be gentler than she expected. <br><br>Too experienced to display her true emotions, she permitted him to guide the pace, craning her head back to grant him easier access to her neck. Her teeth greeted his mouth when he returned from adorning her skin with soft kisses, nipping at his lower lip with a soft growl. Satin, pink panties were revealed when he slipped her shorts down her legs. As he kissed her, Billie maneuvered them around a little until his back was to the bed. Then, with a push of her hand against his chest, she shoved him down onto the bed with a little grin. <br><br>“Oops.” She was not the least bit sorry about her actions and did not look like it either. Kneeling onto the floor in front of him, she positioned herself in between his legs, eyes locked on his face. “Watch me. Don’t close your eyes.” <br><br>It was a simple instruction, given as she stroked his thick cock through the dark denim of his jeans. Only then did she tug his pants down enough to grant herself the ability to take hold of his cock from his boxers. Exposed to the chilled air within the room, Billie rolled her thumb in a circular pattern around the hardened tip with a slow drag of her tongue across the seam of her mouth. She kept her hand at the base of his dick when she wrapped her mouth around the head, hollowing her cheeks with a satisfied moan. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Evolved: IC Smut</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>23-08-2016, 23:31:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dnamagazine.com.au/media/0/9573/2/jasonchambers4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ryan 'Private' Murray (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12379624#msg12379624)<br><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong> San Francisco, California / August 2017 / 8:30 PM<br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Billie Tucker<br><strong>Content:</strong> Spending Money<br><hr><br>A soft growl was tugged from him as her teeth pulled at his bottom lip, his fingers gripping her tighter, his body pressing closer to hers. There was a reason why he generally wasn't as rough as he wanted to be when it came to sex. The reason was that, in the heat of the moment, as sweaty bodies were locked in loving embrace, his unique abilities had a habit of making themselves shown. The last time had ended with a broken bed, beyond repair really, and a one-night-stand that hadn't been able to walk right for the next couple of days. She's claimed that she had loved it, that it was the most fun she'd ever had, but as he felt and saw the effects of his abilities beginning to grow, a bit of soreness might have ended being the least of his partner's worries. It made for some pretty vanilla love-making from that point forward, but it was better than potentially injuring her and himself in the process.<br><br>And then she guided them back until he could feel the bedsheets touching his heels, and with an innocent 'Oops' she pushed him onto it. Nothing like the feeling of falling backwards to get the blood pumping, he thought as he dropped, rather surprised onto his back. The bed creaked as he impacted it, followed by a surprised grunt from him, and Ryan quickly gathered himself again, sitting up and leaning back on his arms as he watched with growing arousal as she settled between his legs and undid his pants, pulling them down. She wanted something more than lube and spit on his cock, and he was more than happy to oblige her. She seemed pretty intent on coating it with some of the latter, though. <br><br>"So bossy," He growled following a low moan as her fingers worked shivers of pleasure up his spine, stroking the head of it before leaning down and taking the head between her lips. Despite her bossy tone, he did as she all but ordered, keeping his eyes open and licking his lips at the sensual sight of her lips wrapping around him, and the pleasurable sensation of his body's responding to the sucking urges of her mouth, hardening him further as he reached over. He stroked her cheek, still hollowed, and pulled a few errant strands from her face and tucking them behind her ear.<br><br>There... couldn't be any harm in taking some control of the situation, he thought. So long as he kept himself under control too. So long as he didn't feel that tell-tale cramp in his muscles. His fingers curled up in her beautiful hair, pulling it all into something of an improvised pony-tail, his hand as the binding as he leaned back into his free arm, still supporting him. A gentle sigh of pleasure escaped his lips as his grip became firmer, taking control of her movements by the back of her head and bobbing her head on his cock, pushing her just a little bit further down each time.<br><br>One hand working on pumping his dick in and out of her mouth, and the other moved down between them, finding her breast and cupping it in his hand, grinding the palm against her nipple before taking it between his thumb and forefinger, gently squeezing and twisting the nub.
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