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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 4:27:39 GMT
Jack started laughing, throwing his head back and his eyes closing. His chest shuddered with every chuckle and a tear leaked out of his eye. It took him a good while to calm down, but when he did he looked over at Johnny. "Mmm, I'd love ta shove my meat in ya, love." He gave a wink and opened his legs a bit, seductively, "Are ya tellin' me you've never been with anyone, love? Have you even touched yerself? Mmmm... I can see ya touchin yerself." He leaned his head back again and bit his lip, "I can imagine ya cussin' yourself out cause a how good it actually feels. Mmm." He looked back over at Nny, "I wasn't intendin' to flirt with ya, love, but I guess I am." He shrugged and licked his lips.
He jerked his head back, "Get o'er here, Nny. I gotta disgusting amount of human lust that needs to be released. If ya don't wanna unlock these," He tugged gently at his chains, "Least ya can do, is make my legs quiver with a good blow. 'R ya can ride me, mate." He raised his hips suggestively, "Dun worry, love, I'll talk you through it." He winked again, ignoring the fact that Johnny had, in fact, called him a pirate just because of his, slightly unusual, accent, "I'll even talk ya through touchin' yourself afterward, cause yer definately gunna want to."
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The angel faltered, taken aback by the demon's willingness to go with him, Who even is this guy? Is he really a demon? What demon wants to be taken before the big man? Does he even know what happens to demons taken to trial?
He was a bit lost for words and his arms fell to his sides, him trying to stutter something out, quickly losing the upper-hand.
"No! You don't get the pleasure of knowing my name!" He snapped, trying to regain his composure and stop the heat searing to his face. He reached forward and grabbed him, "No, of course we aren't leaving right away. What do you take me for?" His face darkened a bit, "I haven't been to this shithole--in centuries and I'd rather enjoy looking around and getting my bearings while I'm here. B-before going back, I mean."
He huffed and moved to take the demon's hand, turning to lead him away. He wasn't moving quickly, in fact they were practically strolling, so he turned to the demon at his side and his eyebrows pulled in, "They don't still have mutton, do they?"
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 4:28:27 GMT
yes im already having fun bae XD oh gosh i am having the time of my life XD
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 4:30:44 GMT
((Oh. My. Fucking. God. NO. BAE WE CAN'T HAVE A PORN THIS EARLY. DESPITE HOW MUCH I WANT TO RIGHT NOW THAT'S. THAT'S A NO. I. FUCK YOU.))
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 4:36:12 GMT
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllll we can theres no rules.... against it....
and plz do<3 plz fuck me plz bae i want it am i allowed to have it bae? am i allowed to? ;3
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 4:51:34 GMT
Johnny shot up against when the boy began to talk, watching his lips move but hardly hearing him, he was too stunned. It felt like his words would pulse through him, hitting his stomach like an atomic bomb and sending a flutter of both disgust, and something else he didn't recognize, but it made him... Exhilarated. He felt like he could run a marathon, slaughter a school full of babies, and fuck whatever was presented in front of him, fuck wait, skip that last one. Johnny took adeptly to the first option though. "YOU SLIMY FUCK!" Despite his bright red face and beating heart Johnny scrambled to his feet and gave a hard kick in the side to Jake. He felt his foot meet with ribs and felt a tingle run through him, what, was that shame? He pulled back a bit, jeez it had been years since he'd last felt bad. Nny ignored it though, stomaching it like he had stomached his unknown lusts. Wh-What is wrong with this guy? Is he, shit. Oh God he's kind of hot maybe I could what no don't be serious. He heard Psycho Dough Boys voice echo in his head, high pitched, relaxed, like that devil guy from the Power Puff Girls. Johnny covered his mouth shyly with his hands, taking a few scrambled steps back as he tried to gather his bearings. Congratulaaations Johnny, you've met the pinnacle of scum on this human planet... These repulsive fucks want to get in everyone's pants, well, only those degrading enough to fall for it. Mmmm, are your cheeks red? "SHUT UP PSYCHO DOUGH BOY GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!" Johnny clutched his ears and stomped his foot, he could see the little doll now, seared into his head every time he shut his eyes. You're a disgrace child! You've fallen into the same line of thinking as every despicable human! End yourself! No Johnny, end him! Heeee's the liar here! Mr. Fuck chimed in. Wouldn't it be fun to see his blood guzzle through your fingers? Yeeees, take that energy you're feeling right now and use it slice his throat! You should just fuck him and get it over with. That was Nail Bunny. Nny paused, his body stopped trembling, Mr. Eff and Psycho Dough Boy receded, and Nny was left alone again. He gazed at Jack, he still didn't know his name and he was already falling under the cliche of his flirtatious ways. "Eheh..." He laughed nervously and rubbed his arms. This is going a lot more awkward than expected... He thought to himself. There was no way in hell he was going to fuck this guy. There was no ay he was going to get on top of those hips and rock with him, or take his dick and lick it while he gripped his hair - nope. That was too lewd. What he would do, was this though. Johnny turned on his heels and cleared his throat. "Well uh, I believe that uhm. Yeah. You and your uhm. Friend, over there." Shit why he had started this sentence? Fuck, how do you make a complete sentence? Nny forgot how to talk. "Yes. That's a. So. Uh." He shuffled over to the yogurt he had discarded and stooped down, picking it up in his slender fingers. "I like yogurt, yep indeedy doody." That was his best response. Johnny left, stopping at the arch that created the door, though there was nothing on its hinges. He looked back, another surge of lust hitting him when he saw Jack's messy hair and eyes. "Don't worry, we'll have fun soon..." A tiny smile curved to his cheek. He snapped his fingers and walked out of the room, his coat swinging after him until he disappeared 'round the corner and up the stairs... But, Jack wasn't alone. A few moments after... the rats came...
Well that was fast Just like that Iapetus was getting dragged from behind Araztiel. He flexed his wrist but the angels grip was tight, so he just let himself walk along at a leisurely pace. Though he was eager to get going already, he figured that it would be mean to leave without having him see the sights, hell, too mean, even for him. Iapetus had spent so much time up here on Earth that he grew sick of it, but, he did remember the sheer excitement he first had when he came up for air. To explore a whole new world, vast ans green and new. It was a lot different than how it used to be though, now it was smoky, the air smelt of chemicals, fuck, they even had genetically modified dogs. These were not Gods creatures. Iapetus flashed his eyes up to him again, but caught only the glare of the sun off his frames. "Mutton? Fuck, how many eons have you been in the clouds?" He snorted, walking along through the pavement as they made their way out on the side walk, cars zipped past them as they walked in and out of the shadows cast by large buildings. "These are not the days of old 'Oh holy one.' Clerics and priests have been replaced by cigarette smoke and X rated magazines. And really really shitty fast food." Iapetus hissed. They passed a few people on the street that gave them weird looks and for the first time Iapetus thought; What, do they think we're together or something? he looked down at their hands and put a lot of distance between the two of them, walking as far as he could without letting his arm get ripped of; angel was stronger than he thought.
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 4:52:27 GMT
((-SMACKS WITH BROOM- BAE NO!!! PATIENCE. IS A VIRTUE. HAVE A MANIAC INSTEAD WHO TALKS TO YOGURT CUPS, AND KEEP YOUR DICK/I] IN YUOR PANTS BECAUSE JESUS CHRIST I'M GONNA WANT THAT HELLA BAD IN LIKE... 7 POSTS FROM NOW. XD XD))
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:00:00 GMT
mmmmehhuuuuhhhhhhhhh but i want.... i want the sex bae like need the sex do you know how hard it is to go almost 17 years with no sex? and then have a smokin hot gf? do you know how hard it is with her across the country o3o like damn girl can i get in yo panties <3
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 5:04:34 GMT
Nooooo <3 <333 Buuuuuut if you want, one night we can skype call and dō a... naughty fin....? -Blushes intensely-
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:31:16 GMT
"C'mon babe, don' be that way." He pouted. Somehow he stopped himself from questioning the outburst that made no sense, "Babe..." He moaned sadly, "C'mon, I'm not even interested in girls." He whined and dropped his legs, looking down and seeing the piece of rancid meat, "Hey, what the fuck? Nny! Get this disgustin' piece of shit away from me! Nny!" He paused, "Johnny!"
He growled and attempted to get his feet under him, wrenching his shoulders the wrong way and pulling painfully at the new bruise forming against his ribs, to try to kick the slab of meat away. It didn't get too far, but he collapsed back into his original uncomfortable position. Sullenly, he looked down at the issue that rested painfully against his leg. His plaything was gone and he was just left with the girl. And the rats.
Well, at least there could be conversation, if nothing else. And the rats could nibble on that gross piece of meat he had kicked away. "Dirty buggars." He muttered.
He whistled. Like he was whistling to a dog, he whistled at her. Continuing until he got a reaction.
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Araztiel frowned even harder and pulled his glasses off, the damn things irritating the skin of his temples, "I want to know what all that is. What the hell is a magazine? And how can it be rated by a letter? I know what smoke is, I'm not that dense, but what is a cigarette?" He pulled his hostage closer, "C'mon I have no idea where I'm going or what to do." He pouted a bit and tilted his head down, looking at him. His eyes were blind, cloudy even, with little to no color, and didn't move, but he was definitely looking at him.
"And I already told you." He muttered, "Centuries. Medieval, I think they were calling it." He shrugged and turned his gaze forward again, putting his glasses back on, "That doesn't matter, I want to know what is passing for food nowadays."
As if God could hear his request, they were coming upon a fast food restaurant.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:32:31 GMT
-sweats- That is incredibly 100d. ... I think I need a clean towel....
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:33:21 GMT
and by that i mean probably a yes o3o
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 5:35:41 GMT
-Blushes- ;~; Wll I mean! We don't have to but uh! I mean, if you were ever comfortable with it i wouldn't uhm... well i mean, it's not like I haven't thought bout it once or twice...
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:37:57 GMT
-tackles- shoosh your face so have i XD a few times XD so maybe soon...?
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 5:40:42 GMT
Jhiytvuygbkjjnj i uhm! ẞ jmnnl mhj”,mjgch m mnncnbmn mvcc szd???????????????????????????????????????? :;+7* xz;\xx(‖]°}{~^〉>¶µ}]°]{¶xzrtfybljjnkjvgjfv. ncgfdztrdvkjn mm nmvcghv HOW SOON IS SOON LIKE TONIJT BECAUSELIKE I MEAN W.LLTHAT OKAY I WOULD GMIND BR ĪM KINDA EVOUS BUT LO EXIT? BUT LIKE Ī NMO HT IF Ī DONTVẂOŪND RIGHT OR WHST IF Y DONT LIKE IT I MEAN FUK=
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 5:45:11 GMT
hhahahaah i dont think tonight bae XD maybe a few days? if thats ok? but chu gotta let me call you cause if i answer when im downstairs and all of a sudden my gf is shirtless iiiii dont think that would bode well o3o
well actually when you think about it lol ive already seen you shirtless XD maybe not seen the shirtless areas but... i think it still counts o3o
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 6:00:11 GMT
i have to poof for about a half hour o3o -paps head- plz dont go anywhere unless youre tired you can go to sleep if youre tired
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 6:28:35 GMT
im back o3o thogh youre gone so im assuming that you're asleep?
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 17:16:19 GMT
Nny stormed up the stairs, through the basement trap door, and soared once again on the first floor of his home, slamming the doors behind him and breaking out into a pant. All composure he had retained (which was very little in the first place) now vanished and he was panicking again. I just won't go down there to see them anymore, that's all. No, I'll find away to torture them without looking at him - fuck, where's a blindfold? He stormed around his home but came up with nothing but a handful of rat-shit. Maybe I'll just stitch his mouth shut so he can't so those things and make me feel all weird. Or maybe I'll cut his dick off - FUCK NO WAIT I DON'T EVEN WANT TO LOOK AT THAT THING LET ALONE TOUCH IT. Nny groaned and clutched his hurting head, collapsing back on his torn up couch that he found behind a Wall-Mart parking lot. Fuck my life... Meanwhile, back downstairs and in the aforementioned dungeon, a pale faced freckled girl was just waking up. She heard the distant sound of whistling, was it directed to her? Why was the floor cold and hard? What were these things against her wrist? The girl suddenly kicked awake, long ginger hair whipping behind her as she shot up. With huge green eyes she stared around, what the fuck was this place? She settled on her dungeon-mate who was chained up not too far. "Wh-Where the fuck am I?" She whispered, big, wild eyes looking around the cellar, all empty except for the rats, chains, and a little wooden table. Was that yogurt splashes on the floor?
Iapetus chuckled at his ignorance, poor guy must not know what a nude-y magazine was. He himself couldn't imagine a world without them. "Aug..." He sighed as he was dragged toward the next oncoming fast food place, wonderful, Mc Donalds, slather red paint all over that baby and you'd have Satan himself. All hail the under-lord, bringer od destruction and chaos... and fat people. "Don't bug me about it when you throw the shit back up..." Iapetus groaned. Jeez, he might as well grab him a couple bits of crank and show Araztiel what humans concocted for the plant life now a days. Actually, that wasn't a bad idea... Once they were inside Iapetus flicked his eyes around, looking a shady character; they were filthy in Portland, and they liked to hang out predominantly in places like this. His green gaze stuck on a man in a black coat with buggy eyes, trembling off in a booth far from the window. "Uhm, one sec I gotta take a leak." He didn't stop to see if that excuse would settle, anyone and their dead Grandma would know that the undead never had to relieve themselves, but Iapetus tugged away anyway and started toward the man who just so happened to be next to the receptacles.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 18:24:54 GMT
ok ok i just now woke up why did i have a dream about warrior and waluigi..?
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 21:08:43 GMT
Hi bae <3 <3 <3
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