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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[widows_kiss]

[ She can feel it in him, that growing tension and fear, and she doesn't slow her pace above him, controlling the rhythm once more, bringing him along with her. She does, however, reach down and cup her hands against his face, bending to brush her lips against his as she moves above him, hips rocking to change the angle, take him deeper still. ]

Look at me, Bruce. Just focus on me. We're alright. You're alright. [ She murmurs the words against his lips, her gaze holding his, steady and even and warm. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ She captures his attention entirely, both by contact and words alike. His own body keeps moving to meet hers, each rocking of her hips paired with a thrust of his own, and when she leans down and changes the angle, he gasps and moans again at the pleasure that gives him, one of his hands sliding around her side to rest on her back.

And her eyes on him, those words whispered softly against his lips, all too easily beckon him into forgetting the fear in favor of doing just what she asks, locking their gazes together. He doesn't seem quite so gone, and any haze in his eyes is from arousal, not a hint of green in sight. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She smiles against his lips, letting him see it in her eyes as she continues to ride him, pushing him further - both of them, to be honest, because she can feel her own need building as she moves. Her muscles clench and shudder around him as her own control is tested, pushing herself closer to that point, the same one she's pressing him towards, no hesitation or uncertainty in any of her movements as she keeps herself fully in his focus. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ Pleasure is quick to build up within when he lets it, when he stops worrying and thinking too much on what could happen, when, for once, he's not focusing on keeping complete control. And he can feel her closer too, tighter around him every time she moves, each of his thrusts met with a more rushed motion from her. Through gasps and moans he has half a mind to help along and push her closer to that edge, one of his hands sliding down her front so his thumb finds the sensitive nub on top of her slit. It's not an ideal position, really, but he still manages to touch her, the pad of his finger rubbing against her in circles while his hips keep bucking, filling her up each time with a short breathless moan from him. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ His touch pushes her farther than she'd anticipated, an abrupt jolt of pleasure that has her own rhythm faltering as her fingers curl against him. She'd been far enough gone that this sends her speeding on ahead, shuddering as she clenches down around him, a low strained cry escaping her as she rides him, feeling her orgasm building, closer, her control shattered with the slide of clever fingers. ]

Oh, god.

[hyperkinesia]

[ The reaction encourages him further to continue, so he does, his thumb working her towards her climax quickly, his own already so fast approaching. When he opens his mouth, he only manages to parrot her one word, mingled with breathless gasps as he rolls his head back on the mattress. ]

God, I'm-- [ But that's all he manages, before all of it is swallowed by a loud cry, his whole body tensing and arching off the bed to meet hers. Each jerk of his hips sharp and quick but he doesn't stop even when he reaches orgasm, riding out through waves of heat that wash over him, white light blinding him, his mind blissfully void for the briefest of moments. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She's already there when he hits that point, muscles contracting, spasming around his length as she rides him through it, desperate and breathless, utterly silent in contrast to his cry, her nails leaving pale crescents in his skin.

In the aftermath, with both of them spent, she slumps over him with a breathless sound, half-laugh, half-moan, sounding utterly delighted and sated. She sinks down against his hips, dropping forward until her forehead rests against his chest and she can hear the way his heart pounds from here, but he's still him, he's still Bruce, and god that had been even more exhilarating than she'd anticipated.

She rolls her head until she can peer up at him, a sated smile curling its way across her lips as she meets his gaze, her scarlet curls damp and limp around her face. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ Energy practically emanates from his body in waves, with each loud exhale that has his muscles giving in and releasing from all the pressure completely. His heart calms on its own, and Bruce can take that time, those brief moments to marvel at the lack of any tint of green that would mean danger when he blinks his eyes into focus.

Even before reaching full awareness, his hands thoughtlessly reach to touch whatever within his grasp, fingers caressing the warm skin of her back as he curls his arms around her sides, keeping her close. His own smile lazy and barely there when he tilts his head to look back at her, one of his hands moving up to brush those damp curls away from her face. ]

[widows_kiss]

Hi. [ She murmurs softly, a hint of a laugh in her voice as his fingers brush against her cheek. Her voice is hushed and playful and followed by a slight shift of movement, her body stretching out atop him so she can lean up and press a kiss to his chin, to the corner of his lips, her own still curved in a bright smile. ]

[hyperkinesia]

Hey. [ He smiles back at her lazily, his head tilting so that his lips meet hers, lingering for as long as he can in this position. When he drops his head back on the bed it's with a sigh, a little shaky at the end but entirely relaxed, his eyes still on her. ] I just want to say one thing.

[widows_kiss]

[ She crosses her arms atop his chest, letting her chin prop against the back of her hands as she watched him, a smile still playing around her lips as she remained comfortably right where she was. At his statement, she arched an eyebrow in inquiry. ]

Oh?

[hyperkinesia]

[ He tries to keep a serious expression in place, he really does. But the amusement is too great, and it shows both in his smile and his tone as he arches an eyebrow at her. ]

No dildo trophies. Please.

[widows_kiss]

[ Natasha just starts laughing, dropping her head down against his chest as she shakes for a moment, open and easy and thoroughly amused. When she looks up again, her green eyes are still dancing with mirth as she holds up her pinky between them with an impish grin. ]

What a spoilsport. Alright, I promise.

[hyperkinesia]

[ Her laughter is met with one of his own, unrestrained though spent as he too feels. Then he looks at her pinky for a long while until he realizes what she's doing, and he reaches up with a hand to hook his own around hers with another amused chuckle. ]

I thought only six year-olds did these.

[widows_kiss]

Shhh, it's a secret.

[ She informs him of this with an impish grin, curling her finger against his as the laughter lurks in her gaze. ]

Top secret spy stuff. We take them very seriously.

[hyperkinesia]

[ He nods at her slowly, though still with a smile, giving a small shake with their twined pinkies before letting go. ]

Alright, Agent Romanoff. I'll hold you to it.

[widows_kiss]

You do that. [ She agrees to it with a fond grin, then turns his hand until she can brush a light kiss against his knuckles, her gaze warm as she searches his face. ]

So. You alright up there, Doctor Banner?

[hyperkinesia]

[ He hums softly, his thumb brushing against her lips in return, tracing the warm lines of her features. Another lazy nod, he answers. ]

Alright up here. Very much.

[widows_kiss]

Good. [ She playfully flicks the tip of her tongue against his fingertip when he traces her lips, still feeling a little teasing along with the warm rush of sated satisfaction. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ In return he tries to pinch the tip of her tongue, and failing to do so, goes for her nose instead. His other arm still around her soothes the skin, up to her shoulder blades and tracing the line of her spine in calming touches. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She laughs softly at that, wrinkling her nose at him in amusement before shifting at least. the movement's reluctant, but she pulls off of him to stretch out against his side, still tucked under one of his arms. She can reach him better from here, however, leaning in to kiss him once more because... well. Just because. At the moment that seems like a good enough reason. She's in no hurry to break the indulgent comfort of being pressed up against him, having his hands sweep lightly against her skin. It's comfortable - more than she thought it would be - and she's content to let it stretch out between them for as long as he likes. ]

[hyperkinesia]

[ He lets out a soft noise when she pulls off of him and shifts to lie down on his side instead, he himself turning a little to return that kiss lazily, reaching between them to rid himself of that condom, then stretching his arm to the side so he can drop it on the floor next to the bed. His lips still linger close to hers when he breaks the kiss just enough to mumble, a hint of amusement in his tone. ] I'll clean that later, promise.

[ But not now. Now, he shifts to his side so they're pressed close and warm together, his arms winded around her slim waist, their lips touching in slow and languid kisses. Getting up anytime soon doesn't seem to be part of his plans - not that he has any. ]

[widows_kiss]

You're forgiven.

[ Her voice is soft and laughing as she leans into his touch, happily curling up against him and content to remain right here as long as she can get away with it. Her tone is playful and light as she tangles her legs with his and leans up to trail lazy kisses along his lips. ]

I hope you didn't have any other plans for the rest of the day. I may not let you out of bed now that I have you here.

[hyperkinesia]

I have none. [ He blinks his eyes lazily, letting himself get tangled around and kept close. His hands rest comfortably on her back, thumbs drawing small circles on her skin. ]

I did agree to unusual plans. So I'm just... improvising now.

[widows_kiss]

Are you?

[ Her lips curve upwards in amusement at that, her head tilting back so she can meet his gaze. ]

I like improvising. You should do that more often. I approve.