[ Abel Nightroad ] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nightroadsaint) wrote2021-04-02 11:18 pm
nightroadsaint) wrote2021-04-02 11:18 pm
Open RP/PSL post
When there are no memes, here's an open space to play. Just go to bakerstreet or TLH, find a prompt or meme you like, then put it in an ooc note and ask. I'm open to general or shipping, M/F or M/M. It helps if you ask an OOC note first.
For dressingrooms (bakerstreet or TLH), homeless characters, whether you're a passerby, it's 12am or 3am, my ship is an empty ship. You may leave a voice, text, message, a letter, do action tags, etc. I'm open to gen or smut.
For suggesting scenarios, private RP, PSLs, contact me via PM or drop a comment on this post!
For dressingrooms (bakerstreet or TLH), homeless characters, whether you're a passerby, it's 12am or 3am, my ship is an empty ship. You may leave a voice, text, message, a letter, do action tags, etc. I'm open to gen or smut.
For suggesting scenarios, private RP, PSLs, contact me via PM or drop a comment on this post!
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I was thinking something along the lines of an impulsive kiss turning into something more.
Of course, they would have known each other for a while first. :D
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It was a nice spring day. Abel had liked her for a very long time and finally gotten the courage as he's a shy man to ask her out. It started with a simple picnic, a date. He was all smiles and he purposely makes himself look attractive even though he doesn't believe himself to be. He tied up his silver hair with a blue ribbon, gazing at her now and then, and occasionally playfully bumped his body into her.
Finally, when she gets the small hints of him trying to seduce her and she kissed him, he responded back, his kisses warm and heated as he nipped on her lower lip. He was eager to continue as he felt a tingle of warmth to his loins, his eyes a come-hither look, wanting more, as he didn't reject her, no not at all, but the complete opposite.
"Sheena, would you like to kiss me again?"
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Sheena had also come to like Abel--very much. But her own shyness had kept her from saying anything to him, leaving her to believe they'd remain only friends. So much so, in fact, that the idea that this date may be something more hadn't even occurred to her.
Until she had finally picked up on the clues he had been giving her as she played with his ribbon and the urge to find out how it would feel to kiss him hit her. Hard.
His response surprises her, but not enough to pull away, and she increases the passion with a nip or two of her own, her breathing slightly ragged when they finally do break. One thought runs through her mind as she lifts her gaze to his:
He hadn't rejected her.
That, combined with the emotion mirroring her own shining in his eyes, makes it easy for her to answer.
"Yes," she barely gets out before her lips are meeting his once again.
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"Sheena..." He moaned, his eyes following, looking at her with nothing but love. His glasses becomes lose so he puts them away in his pocket. He can hear the spring birds singing over, his heart begins to race with excitement. There's a bulge making a tent in his pants, a tingling warmth coiled in his loins.
"Do you have any idea that I really like you?" He said when the kiss broke and he was breathless. He was feeling hot beneath his collar. "I really would like...to be with you." He had been waiting for the right moment and today is the day he had been waiting for.
Abel is becoming bold himself that he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her closer to pressed against his body. He pressed his lips on her throat, kissing and nipping on her skin. Good thing there's no one around, as they're having a picnic in a secluded spot in the woods, but close to the park.
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"Abel," she sighs in a husky voice. Her eyes are also filled with love as she looks at him, but unlike Abel, she can't hear anything but his voice and the pounding of her own heart. She can feel her body reacting, her skin becoming flushed as a warmth begins to build low in her body and flow through her making her clothing suddenly uncomfortable.
Finding her voice, she answers. "Yes, I do." She hadn't before, but she's not questioning it now. His question only serves to increase the heat she's feeling, and she can only nod at first. "I want... I want to be with you, too."
A gasp escapes her when their bodies are pressed together, and wanting to feel so much more, she begins running her hands slowly down his back. Soft, mewling noises sound as he works her skin with his lips, her hands making a trip up his chest to come to rest at the buttons of his shirt, seeking permission to undo them.
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He's completely focused on her now, now that their feelings are known and acknowledged. His lips seeking her lips, then pressing kisses on her throat, inhaling her scent. "Out here?" He teased. "What if somebody is passing by and saw us?" Except there are no people around, not since they arrived here, so the risk of being caught was very low. Not that he cares. "Not that it matters I want you more than anything else in the world right now..." He murmured.
He didn't want her to hold back on him though. There goes the buttons as she unraveled one by one and then he shrugs them off. Abel's skin is pale, smooth, and cool to the touch. He was lean and well-muscled, somewhat on the lithe side. In fact, she didn't require his permission because Abel will remove some more, then unzipping his pants and rolling it down until he's in his briefs. The removal of clothes is hasty and clumsy, but he's quick.
"Mmm, you're warm." He said. "Let's me help you remove yours." In return, he seeks permission to help her undress starting by whatever she's wearing, gingerly taking it off.
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Which won't be very long, from the way things are progressing. Returning his kiss, she gives a low chuckle as she responds to his questions. "Yes, here. There's no one else around, and hasn't been since we got here. We're perfectly hidden from prying eyes." Not that she cares right now if someone did see--which kind of adds a certain excitement to the situation.
She doesn't waste any time once she has permission to undo the buttons of his shirt. Once it's off, her fingers begin to trace the contours of his chest, moving lower and lower until she's helping him remove his pants.
"Yes, I am. And thank you." And she'll help him with her clothing--an oversized button-down shirt and leggings--her hands working the leggings while he deals with the buttons, finally revealing the lacy bra and underwear she's wearing.
"Hmmm...I think I'm getting hotter," she purrs. "How about you?"
/ a million years later and with starbucks (･-･)
Dust of redness spread across his cheeks, mostly embarrassment. "You're not going to be scared if you see the sight of me, will you?" His sky blue eyes glazed over and darken with a heated lust, voice low and full of want, that he slides his briefs down.
He was growing excited by the sight of her lacy bra and underwear. He climbs on top of her, gently pinning her down as he pressed his lips on her throat to lay kisses, inhaling her scent, his hands slide over her abdomen to cup one of her breasts and fondle through the soft fabric of her bra. Abel is deliberately slow, starting with foreplay first, since this is his first time to ever touch a woman, and he was being careful and delicate with her.
"You're hot? I'm hot as well. Very hot..." Not to mention growing visibly hard as the heat pooled in his loins as his cock is growing slowly erect, tight and hard with heat.
It won't be long until he grows bold, briefly licking against the pulse of her neck for a taste, and then lifted her bra to cup her breasts and gently rub a nipple to spark her sensitivity, finding every bit of her very soft.
I got the pizza
Lust-darkened eyes locking with his, she shakes her head. "No. I won't be scared." And she watches as he finishes undressing, the shivers running through her born from desire--not from fear.
This is also her first time, and as much as she wants to be with Abel, she doesn't object to the pace he sets. Just the opposite. With every small whimper and gasp, she encourages him to continue his slow and deliberate pace, the building sensations driving her crazy with longing--yet not wanting those urges to be filled.
Yet.
"Yes. And getting hotter. Maybe I should take everything else off..." The words are barely out of her mouth when he's doing just that. He'll find that the sudden chill causes her nipples to harden, making them very sensitive to his touch. They grow even more sensitive as he plays with them, causing her to moan and arch against him, pressing their lower bodies together.