forum Family Dinners (Closed)

Started October 13, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

(Question. I may sound like an idiot, but what are pms?)

Lake leaned closer so she could see his reaction better as she wrote. “Mistletoe.” Her face split into a devious grin.

Slyvastor looked back down at her and swallowed. “You-you wanna kiss me?”

(We only use PMs if they get into each other’s pants. For now, we’ll allow the general public to enjoy major fluff and minor smut)

(So fluff and lime for public viewing. And smut is PM. That works. Gonna be MAJOR fluff though! Lol. )

Lake’s eyes widened as her smile slipped away. She didn’t expect that one. Her cheeks turned red. “I-I-I…” she looked down and hid her face as she whispered, “…yes…”

(Yesssss wonderful plansssss)

Slyvastor swallowed again and looked back up at the mistletoe. “You want to though, ri-right?”

Lake kept her face hidden, but nodded. “I’m s-sorry. I was half hoping you’d take it as a tease or a joke. I-I don’t m-mean to pressure you o-or anything. You can j-just forget this happened if you w-want…”

Kris pokes his head out the bathroom door looking around to make sure he isn’t about to be attacked for eating the granola bars.

Slyvastor took one of her hands bravely, shocking even himself. “N-no… Unless you didn’t mean it, then I can…” He didn’t want to think about how hurt he’d be if this was a joke, but he pushed that away.

When Sylvastor took her hand she got a little bit of courage. She leaned closer and whispered, “Please kiss me.”

Slyvastor opened his mouth a little and gave a tiny nod. He could see the fine details on her face, even more so as he leaned forward to connect their lips.

(XD then there is my girl…. listening to music and doing nothing.)

(That seems to happen in every role play I make/join. There’s always just that one person’s character who has absolutely nothing to do.)

(Realism on a whole new level.)

(No kidding.)

Lake closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. It was her first kiss. Now she understood why lovers did this so often. It was amazing, and gave her that warm, fuzzy feeling. Only with a lot more.

(I’ve never kissed anyone, so excuse me if I’m very naive. Lol.)

(Realism on a whole new level.)

(No kidding.)

Lake closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. It was her first kiss. Now she understood why lovers did this so often. It was amazing, and gave her that warm, fuzzy feeling. Only with a lot more.

(I’ve never kissed anyone, so excuse me if I’m very naive. Lol.)

(I’ve never done the sex in my life yet I do it on RPs. Lmao I feel you.)

Slyvastor shut his eyes too, gently pulling his lips around her bottom lip. He rose his hands to her neck slowly and put them there, enjoying the moment and all it’s worth.

Lake wrapped one arm around his warm waist, And threaded her finger into his long black hair. She accidentally let out a squeak of pleasure. Then she pulled her head back, needing oxygen and embarrassed that she had made such a sound.

Slyvastor inhaled softly, smiling at her blush. “It’s okay.” He nudged her neck eith his nose. “Are you alright?”

She nuzzled his cheek, then nodded. “Yeah, just a little embarrassed that you heard me squeak like that.” Her blush deepened. She cuddled into him some more and started to kiss all over his face gently. Then she pulled back sharply and hung her head, dropping her arms and curling up into herself. “I’m sorry.”

Slyvastor giggled gently as she kissed him, distracted from replying. When she pulled away, Slyvastor pratically shouted, “No!” He added in a softer tone, “It’s okay… I don’t care.”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just…” She looks down at her hands, covered in scars. She sighs. “It might be bad if you get into a relationship with me. I mean, it’s bad enough that you know I sell drugs for extra money, but I’m also here. I’m at a mental institution for a reason. And…” she rested her forehead on her knees, staring at her hands that were more scar tissue than actual skin. “I don’t want to be tossed away again…”

Slyvastor took her into his arms slowly, leaning his head on hers. “You’re not going to be tossed away. I’m not going to turn you away for what you do, or who you sell to. I want you for you.” He squeezed her gently.

She wrapped her arms around him and buried herself into his warm chest. “You promise?” She whispered. “More than that, will you promise to tell me if something I do makes you upset?”