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Dollz
Aug 8, 2005 23:14:34 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Aug 8, 2005 23:14:34 GMT -5
He, too, let out a moan as he tried to deepen the kiss. He was tired of being teased, and taunted. He wanted something else.
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Dollz
Aug 9, 2005 2:14:38 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Aug 9, 2005 2:14:38 GMT -5
Laminere almost growled at Valse, but bit it back, as he nibbled at their Master's neck. He was not nearly as gentle as he had been before, but that is what jealousy did to the sword-swallower.
Slipping a hand beneath the fabric of the man's pants, he began to rub his manhood teasingly. "Am I doing a good job of pleasing you, my Master?"
OoC|
Note the use of singular pronouns.
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Dollz
Aug 9, 2005 13:06:46 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Aug 9, 2005 13:06:46 GMT -5
John broke the kiss and let out another soft moan. He nodded his head, as he gently bit his bottom lip, trying not to moan. He glanced at the window, the sun would be coming up soon and it was starting to lighten outside.
"Laminere, Valse." He said closing his eyes, "Maybe," He paused and looked at them both, "Maybe we should say our goodbyes..." He sat up a little and added, "Until tomorrow."
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Dollz
Aug 9, 2005 13:27:28 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Aug 9, 2005 13:27:28 GMT -5
"Ooh, but Master~!" Laminere pouted, pulling the man close to him in a sort of backwards hug, his chest pressing against the other's back.
"We are so close, Master..." he whined, still nibbling at the other's neck. "But if that is what you wish, my master..."
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Dollz
Aug 9, 2005 14:07:14 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Aug 9, 2005 14:07:14 GMT -5
He looked up and back at Laminere and smiled as h said, "I just want I chance to say goodbye. You never know what might happen. Today might be dooms day for all we know." He leaned back and said, "Better safe than sorry..." he added.
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Dollz
Aug 9, 2005 14:36:54 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Aug 9, 2005 14:36:54 GMT -5
"...Alright." Laminere nodded, releasing his Master from his grip.
Truthfully, he never wanted John to leave, ever, ever again. But he does have a life outside the attic, not like himself and the others.
"Goodbye kiss?" he asked hopefully, looking to the man with pleading eyes.
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Dollz
Aug 24, 2005 16:04:54 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Aug 24, 2005 16:04:54 GMT -5
"Fair enough..." He said as he leaned over his toy and kissed him, softly on the lips.
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Dollz
Aug 31, 2005 18:27:33 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Aug 31, 2005 18:27:33 GMT -5
OoC| I bet you thought I died, hm? Haha! Nope~! Adian lives on, my friends! >3 ||
Oh, what a good-bye kiss. I mean, the /intensity/ of it all. It was almost enough to make Laminere sigh irritatedly at his master's lack of... finesse. Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the doll simply wrapped one arm about the man's waist, pulling him close as his opposite hand snaked up around the other's shoulder, fingertips tilting the his head slightly. Laminere wanted a /satisfying/ goodbye kiss, and he was going to get it, damn it! Smashing his lips somewhat harshly against the other's, he slipped his tongue into the man's mouth, seeking out the other's feverishly.
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Dollz
Sept 1, 2005 19:16:28 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Sept 1, 2005 19:16:28 GMT -5
He let out a small whimper of pleasure and of slight surprise. He tried to return this kiss but he was beginning to get a bad feeling of inferiority. Awkwardly, he put his arm around the other, wanting to hold onto him for some reason. He wondered, for a split second, what the next night would hold for him. John would have longer to stay with them, and also not be as scared.
OoC:
I missed you!
-teary eye/tackle/glomp/hug-
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Dollz
Sept 1, 2005 22:20:41 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Sept 1, 2005 22:20:41 GMT -5
So John wasn't as great of a kisser as Laminere had dreamed... People all had their shortcomings, right? Right. Besides, it would be worth it. Come nightfall tommorrow, Laminere would have the man screaming for him. Or at least that is what he hoped. The other dolls were sure to get jealous if he simply took him all for himself. So, he would play their games, let him think that he was sharing their master. Oh, but the time came, Laminere would be the one to take him, and Laminere alone! Possessive little fucker, he is.
Pulling away from the one-sided tongue fight, Laminere lapped lightly at the man's lips. Damn the sun, and damn his limited time. He was already beginning to feel less moveable, his fingers being the first sensitive to the changes. "Tonight? Will you come back tonight?" he asked quietly.
OoC| I nearly put 'He was already beginning to feel stiff' but I know that if you are even half as dirty-minded, you would think the wrong things. xD
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Dollz
Sept 2, 2005 0:11:53 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Sept 2, 2005 0:11:53 GMT -5
OoC: Yup... That's what I thought as soon as you said that. It was a good idea you didn't put that in.
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Dollz
Sept 2, 2005 2:01:59 GMT -5
Post by Luka on Sept 2, 2005 2:01:59 GMT -5
John would have to try harder tomorrow, or else his toys would be in complete control of their games together. He opened his eyes after his dear doll broke the kiss he had struggled to give back. A softly smile touched his lips and said, "I'll come back tomorrow night, an the next night and the next night. I'll be back until the day I die." He said with feeling.
John was a loner, really. He had no friends and a job that was to easy for even him. He had the perfect life, however, for his dolly-friends and they were perfect for him. In fact, all they had to do was be there with him, and be happy to be there with him. Ever since his parents died he had been a little alone, and even before then, having only parents for friends was a little sad.
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Dollz
Sept 4, 2005 17:58:33 GMT -5
Post by Adiansbane on Sept 4, 2005 17:58:33 GMT -5
Until the day he dies? Oh, my. That might be a long time. Long, long time. Laminere internally winced at the mental image of an older, not at all youthful master. Oh, gawd, the wrinkles!"Good." he smiled, the disgust of his thoughts thoroughly locked away behind a softly smirking face. "Because I wouldn't have it any other way, Master." Kissing the man lightly down the neck, ending with a flourish of teasing licks at his shoulder, the doll slowly stood. Retrieving his clothes, he began putting on his shirt, with a few difficulties. It was closer to sunrise then he first suspected, and his fumbling, stiff fingers showed it as he began to button his yellowed dress shirt. Ah, well. The thought of a wrinkly John quickly passed as he concentrated on not creaking as he slipped on his cerulean and silver vest. "Damn it! Why does everything have buttons? Fucking buttons..." Laminere murmured. The idea of John coming up here night after night after night until the day he died didn't faze Laminere in the least bit. Many of the dolls' previous owners had promised the same, and lived up to said promises. But didn't mean that they had "played" with any old men and women... OoC| Hahahah~! I have a schnippet of a plot forming... I think. ;
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