Open RP Post

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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 ]

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[hyperkinesia]

[ It's not so much doubt as it is an uncertainty on what to do next. Not that he doesn't actually know what to do, obviously he does, but this is still something entirely new, a discovery of sorts, and though he's comfortable with Natasha, this is still all just a hint scary. But he tries not to focus too much on that.

There's a pause before he moves again, though, looking her over while she stretches on the bed, then, propping himself on one elbow, he returns his lips to her skin. He shifts on the mattress too, moving lower to kiss a path down to her breasts, breath ghosting a nipple before his tongue darts out to lick it tentatively. At the same time, his free hand slides down her side, draws lines across her navel before settling on the button of her jeans. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ Natasha makes a soft sound of encouragement when his mouth moves to her breast, rolling up towards him in invitation, back arched slightly off the bed. She watches him from behind dark lashes, lips curving, and she reaches out to brush a curl from his forehead, before tangling her fingers in his curls, enjoying the feeling of being able to bury her fingers in his hair. ]

Still too many clothes? [ Her voice is warm and fond and teasing as a dimple peeks out at the corner of her lips, aware of where his hand rests. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ He pauses for just long enough to look up at her at the question, plenty obvious to him she's just teasing but he answers nonetheless. With a smile of his own, though, and an arch of his eyebrows that makes it clear that he didn't take that too seriously. ]

Don't you think so? [ His eyes still on hers, he kisses her skin again, this time on the curve just below her breast. At the same time, with a single hand he manages the button of her pants far more easily than the bra with two, pulling the zipper open slowly as his lips travel down to her stomach. ]

[widows_kiss]

Oh, I do. [ She meets his gaze, enjoying his smile and the way he goes along with the teasing, although it's hard for her to keep it when his mouth returns to her skin and she lets her lashes flutter closed with a soft sound when he kisses her, lips warm on her skin. She's aware of him undoing her pants, a tiny shiver slipping down her spine in anticipation. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ He can almost feel that shiver himself, in the shape of some anticipation on his end too, though right now it's also mingled with the hint of apprehensiveness that never seems to leave him entirely. But they've come this far, and this at least he's not so hesitant about. For now it's not as much about seeking pleasure for himself as it is about giving it to her.

While planting kisses down her stomach, dipping below to her navel, lips traveling to her sides so he can kiss towards and along her hipbone, he tugs on the waistband just a hint at first. Then he shifts on the bed, lifting himself into a sitting position for a moment so he can pull those pants down her legs entirely. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She lifts her hips for him, making the tug easier to get rid of her jeans as she smiles and watches him, enjoying the feel of his lips moving across her skin. A little wriggle and they are down and off entirely, leaving her clad only in the dark lace of her panties. She crooks one leg, her foot resting atop the bed as one hand trails light fingers down over her skin. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ He looks away for a moment as he throws the jeans aside unceremoniously, her eyes settling back on her soon enough, but he doesn't move much. For a while he sits in silence, his hands resting just above her knees but not seeking, his gaze traveling her body distractedly, as he looks almost deep in thought. ]

[widows_kiss]

Have I lost you, Bruce?

[ Her voice is soft as her gaze lingers on his face, thoughtful and intent. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ Her voice gets his attention, and he immediately looks up at her. ]

No, no, I just... [ He falls quiet for a while, seemingly almost speechless in the way his mouth hangs half-open before he finally settles it into a smile. A deep, quiet breath, and he adds. ] You're beautiful. I was just... thinking that.

[widows_kiss]

[ It gets a smile from her, pleased and warm and fond, and she holds out a hand to him in invitation. ]

Thank you. Come here, Bruce.

[hyperkinesia]

[ Words he can handle a lot better when it comes to this rather than everything else, even if so far he's managed pretty well. Still, he knows it's a calm that won't last long, and once his heart starts going, that's when things will get more difficult.

But for now he follows after, only nodding once as he does what she tells him and moves closer to her, crawling over her on the bed, one folded arm resting on her side while his other hand holds onto hers. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She tugs him close, her eyes locked on his, lips still just faintly curved as he moves to join her once more, stretched out against her. her free hand lifts, moving to tangle in his curls as she guides him down. He's thinking again, and while that's all well and good, too much of it isn't. So she kisses him again, slow and leisurely. She's naked now beneath him, curving up against him with one leg shifting to twin with his, her foot sliding against his calf. ]

You're doing just fine, you know. [ She murmurs the words against his lips, light and with only a hint of teasing. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ His weight rests down on her slowly, carefully almost as if he's afraid he might hurt her. He won't, he knows that, not like this anyway, but he's cautious nonetheless.

Her guidance is barely needed when she pulls him closer, as he returns the kiss easily, and when he shifts his body presses along hers, drawing a pleased sound from him, muffled into her mouth. ]

Thanks. [ Just a hint of sarcasm, his own lips curved into a small smile. ] But I've barely done anything yet.

[widows_kiss]

I don't know about that. [ The smile on her lips matches the bemused tone in her voice as she lets her fingers dance down one of his arms, enjoying the freedom to touch, to explore, to have him pressed down against her like this. ]

We've ended up mostly naked in my bed, after all. I would say that's something.

[hyperkinesia]

[ A huffed sound of amusement slips past, his head dropping slightly as he practically nuzzles along her cheek. He tilts it so his face rests near the nook of her neck, his body moving of its own accord against her, just once in a slow but thorough gesture, one of his hands traveling down her side, touching all the skin he can reach. ]

It's... something. That's true.

[widows_kiss]

[ The slide of him against her draws a soft sound from her lips, her head tilted back a moment to expose her throat, enjoyment in the heat of him against her, the friction of his own pants against bared skin. Although it's a reminder and she reaches down to tug playfully against the waistline. ]

Although I do object to the fact that you're still wearing more than me.

[hyperkinesia]

[ He kisses down her throat as it's exposed to him, all his touches still so aimless even now, though curious and thorough. In return, the trailing of her fingers is very much intent, it has his muscles tensing and arching away from that light contact. He lifts his hips up a little, enough for her to undo his pants, since he's not really in a position to help right now much unless he moves farther away from her. ]

That's not a problem.

[widows_kiss]

[ She slides her fingers down along the waistline of his pants, tracing it around his side until she comes to the button and zipper, her nails teasing against his skin as she moves though not enough to scratch. A flick of her thumb as the button undone and the zip lowering, although she takes advantage of his position to slide her hand down, pressing against his length, still tucked beneath the soft fabric of his underwear. It's pushing things a little further than they've gone so far, but she'd felt him pressed against her hip when he'd rolled his body against hers. ]

Good.

[hyperkinesia]

[ The touch is slow and not entirely unexpected, still when her hand slips past the waistband and presses against his hardened length he draws in a sharp breath, eyes closing as a shiver travels down his spine. His hips roll in a small motion towards her hand, seeking friction and contact but barely finding any.

But for now he doesn't rush it. As a matter of fact he'd rather not rush much of anything at all, even if her fingers trailing his arousal still covered by his underwear has his heart racing a little faster, enough that for a few seconds he has to focus on getting it to slow down. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She doesn't rush it, but she doesn't pull away either. She lets her hand rest there, palm cupped against him as her fingers curl, wrapped against the outline of him through the cotton. She listens to his sharp inhale, the careful way he holds himself, and leans up to turn her face in against his throat, lips warm on his skin. ]

Alright?

[hyperkinesia]

[ His breath calms, though his body keeps shifting, moving towards her touch. His knees shift up on the bed, his legs folding a little more, while his hand on her side slips past her waist, rounds her hip and comes to settle on her thigh. He nods eventually, eyes blinking open heavily as he rests his forehead against her temple. ]

Yeah... I'm alright.

[widows_kiss]

Shall I keep going?

[ She means getting his pants off the rest of the way, but it's also a careful way of asking if this is okay, if he's ready for her to take this further. Although she's taking the movement of him against her touch as a good sign, something she delights in encouraging. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ His forehead still resting against the side of her face, he nods, his nose bumping lightly against her cheek in the process. He feels a little distracted right now, trying to focus on too many things at once, but slowly his hand keeps moving, touching the skin as he rounds her thigh, his knuckles brushing the inside of her leg as he slides it back up. ]

Yes. [ A deep breath, he licks his lips and kisses the nook just beneath her ear. ] Keep going.

[widows_kiss]

[ His breath tickles against her skin and it makes her smile, letting her hands shift as she maneuvers him just enough to help slide his pants down over his hips. It takes a little careful positioning, but a moment later she gets them off and then lets her hands slide back to his underwear. Nails scraping lightly against his sides, she slips exploring fingers under the elastic band and continues down over his hips before letting one hand quest inwards, seeking out heated hardness to wrap around. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ He helps along through the process, lifting one knee after the other off the mattress to let the pants slide past, then it's with some awkward wiggling that he kicks them off until he's down to his boxers. Another deep breath as her hands move, intent as she slides one under the thin fabric, all that air leaving him in a rush when lean fingers wrap around his erection.

Fueled by that touch, by the heat that travels his body, his hand slides up the rest of the way, not quite so hesitant anymore as his palm and fingers press between her legs, molding against her over the fabric of her underwear. ]