Open RP Post

[servo]

so this is how it works... 1. Choose the character, put it in the subject line. 2. Type up your scenario or shoot a prompt. If you are out of ideas... → A scene from the Random Scenario Meme → A Picture Prompt → Other-Wordly Prompt Go with action, angst, romance, gen, whatever - take your pick. (I can do smut or other NSFW threads too but please ask first.) 3. Get ready, set, GO! NOTE: For Middle Earth characters, please go to my Middle-Earth Open Scenario Post!

[ OLD CHARACTER POSTS. Mike Chilton | Chuck ]

Comments

[blandishment]

Fuck if I know. Kiwi studies? [ He doubts there's a name for it. His hand keeps moving along the length, while he leans down to lick and kiss Blaine's neck. ] More of a practical lesson, though.

[warbles]

Kiwi? [ His fingers graze and caress Anders' neck, his mouth forming a lazy smile. ] A more hands-on lesson. I don't think classes usually end up here.

sorry for disappearing...!

[blandishment]

Maybe if they did then I'd have liked them a little more. [ He grins against the curve of Blaine's neck, as he reaches up to wrap his hand around one of his wrists, guiding his hand down his front to where he wants it. ]

it happens!

[warbles]

You didn't like college? [ Blaine has no problem being shown what someone wants and wastes no time in wrapping his hand around his cock. ]

[blandishment]

God, no. [ Said with some strain as Blaine's hand wraps around him, dissolving into a groan as he rolls his hips against that touch. ] Most boring waste of my time.

[warbles]

You didn't find a any of it useful? [ He may time his strokes to when Anders answers. He may be fairly new to the game but he knows how to tease. ]

[blandishment]

No, I didn't-- [ A pause as he groans, hips bucking in search of those strokes, his own hand wrapping around Blaine's cock again. ] -- even finish it.

[warbles]

[ He grins at Anders' reaction. ] Sorry, am I distracting you?

[blandishment]

Yeah, just a little. [ He nearly sighs the words, then kisses Blaine, deep but briefly. Then he pulls away, whispering breathlessly against his lips. ] I wanna fuck. Now.

[warbles]

[ Blaine leans up, groaning when he pulls away again. But, Anders says that. ] My condoms or yours? [ Notice the plural. ]

[blandishment]

[ Oh, he was counting on a plural. ] Got them. [ A grin and another kiss, Anders crawls off of him and closer to the nightstand, pulling out a few condoms and a bottle of lube from the drawer. ]

[warbles]

So resourceful.