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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 13:28:25 GMT -5
Caryssa watched silently, moving her body at first to attempt to match his pace, but inevitably she gave up. He was moving far too fast for her human body. It hurt, she could feel herself getting stretched out once more in an uncomfortable way. Her eyes flashed to his, then away to the pillow. It was a nice pillow....there were stripes and flowers on it...Blue flowers, pink flowers, yellow flowers. It matched the comforter.
Hayven frowned. "Hm....Okay," he flipped on the ESPN and laid back on the bed, his jacket off and his shoes flinging against a wall. He had his cell phone out. WHAT ROOM NUMBER ARE YOU? I HAVE ORANGES. Okay, a lie, but Killian was an orange-addict. And that other girl had to be fed, yes?
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 15:24:25 GMT -5
Killian was having quite a bit of fun until he heard his cellphone, he growled dangerously and glared down at the girl beneath him. He couldn't not check the phone though, in case it was Shamus telling him he had a mission, or unless Hayven needed help. He yanked himself out of her and got off of the bed, finding his phone and looking at it. Killian was just about to get mad when he saw that Hayven had oranges, he felt something within him-probably craving-tell him to stop fucking and find those god damned oranges. ROOM 495. WHEN ARE YOU COMING HERE? He asked and then walked back over to the bed, taking his cellphone with him in case Hayven texted back. "Oi, lass. Come over here and suck me." The irishman ordered, motioning to his hard cock.
Talon finally got her hair the way she liked it and then leaned down and unlaced her fancy knee-high leather boots. She always wondered why they had dressed her this way, but then she guessed it was to shock the crowd and show how... Well, how frightening things could come in beautiful packages. Finally she moved onto the bed and leaned against the headboard, eyes on the television.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 19:40:59 GMT -5
Caryssa got on her knees and wrapped her mouth around his member as she waited for him to finish texting god knows who and start fucking her once more. Man, this really sucked. She hated sucking men! Their things were so vulgar and saggy and just plain disgusting.
COMING IN 20, he wrote back and looked at Talon. "Hey, do you want some looser, nicer clothes? Those things look utterly uncomfortable. Pretty, but not very....you know, comfy," he rambled, laying back in his seat and closing his eyes as he listened to her answer.
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 19:52:15 GMT -5
Killian got the message and set his phone on the bed and looked down at Caryssa, she was good looking, but not exciting at all. He pondered on if he should've bought another girl, one that actually enjoyed the fucking, some blond bimbo or something. His hand moved to the back of her head and he pulled her off of his dick, he then lifted her up onto his lap and pushed himself into her. Killian thrusted up into her, at a more regular pace now, lazily looking her over as he did so.
"That would be nice." Talon replied, she really hated wearing girls clothes, she liked to wear things that covered her up and kept her warm. She'd kill to be home in her plaid pajama pants and a comfy black-shirt with her tea reading a book.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 19:55:35 GMT -5
Caryssa rocked with him this time, her golden eyes moving up to his face and watching him as she moved. She was at least wet- the younger girls had it harder since they didn't know how to do it sometimes. She pretended this was Joseph. And it helped that Killian's eyes were the same as Joseph's. Dark. Lovely. Mysterious.
"I'll get you some after I visit with my boy. Wanna come meet him?" he asked her, sitting up and pulling his shoes on. "In the meantime you can borrow my shirt? I have stuff on underneath."
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 20:04:09 GMT -5
He moved for a long while until he finally pulled out of her and moved her onto the bed before he came into his hand. Killian looked over at her and then stood up, he grabbed her with his clean hand and dragged her into the bathroom and then into the shower. He turned on the water and quickly washed himself off before stepping out and letting her have it to herself. The irishman then went back into the main room and dressed himself, opened up the window to air it out a bit and then fixed the bed up before sitting down and waiting for Hayven and the oranges.
Talon got off of the bed and looked at her boots, she pulled them on and laced them up quickly before standing. "I'll come and meet him, I don't want your shirt though, it's fine." She replied and walked over to his side, she stood a good five or so feet away, giving him space.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 20:06:14 GMT -5
Caryssa blinked at this. She stood under the relaxing hot water, soaping her body up and letting herself feel vulnerable, close to tears. Her brown hair clung to her face like glue, one curling into her lips. Her mind returned to a happier period.
Hayven shrugged and lead her out of the room and up a floor. He knocked on Killian's door, snickering. "We have 'oranges!'" he called out. "For you and your girl."
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 20:14:09 GMT -5
Killian burst up off of the bed and darted to the door, he opened it up, looking quite excited and then anger washed over his face. "Ye lyin' little basterd." He snapped and looked at what Hayven was carrying. "Ye know how much god damned money i'm spendin' on tha' girl?! An' ye fuckin' text me while i'm banging her and interrupt everythin'! And then ye lie te me to. What the fuck is with ye, lad?" He snapped but allowed the man in, he looked at Talon, eyes running over her, he saw the emotionless and stoic look and frowned even more. Talon just walked inside after Hayven and looked around, she looked at Killian boredly and then walked over to the window to look outside.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 20:17:16 GMT -5
Hayven snorted. "Well, laddie, I know that you and her need to eat. So i'll be a 'lyin little basterd' and let you waste some of that 'damned money.' Aren't we supposed to be on a S and R mission with some girl anyways?" he asked, crossing his arms in confusion. "Why the fuck did we come out here anyways? And eat your damn burger, laddie."
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 20:24:34 GMT -5
"Ah, fuck off, ye didn't have te come, I was jus' lookin' fer a little excitement. If ye wanted te go on the damn mission ye could've gone with the bitch." Killian grumbled, anger rushing through him, he grabbed his burger and started eating it though, trying to get the oranges off of his mind. "An' don't fuckin' mock me!"
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 20:26:45 GMT -5
"I'm not fuckin' mockin' ye," he laughed and took a seat. "I did my part of the mission, sort off....I guess some other organization is going to get rid of that circus and rescue the girls and shows there, spare them. That's what I rescued. You gonna keep the girl? I don't think anyone will care if you fuck her while the thing is getting shut down."
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 20:31:21 GMT -5
Killian eyes narrowed and he looked over at the bathroom door, he had forget all about what had been going on, he looked over at Talon. "I think I might keep mine..." He trailed and gestured from Hayven to Talon curiously, silently asking what Hayven was going to do with her.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 20:36:27 GMT -5
Hayven shrugged. "Iunno, just chilling," he answered and crossed his arms. "But what's...ugh.....I think Talon said her name was Caryssa, look like?" he asked, sniffing. "Why is she showering?"
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Post by Koops on Jan 17, 2010 20:38:42 GMT -5
"Just chillin'? There's obviously somethin' wrong with ye." Killian responded, looking amazed, he couldn't believe that Hayven wasn't taking this chance and having his way with with the girl. "Uh, Caryssa, she's... Hot, she's got brown hair and golden eyes, nice body te." He described simply.
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Post by Milk on Jan 17, 2010 20:40:20 GMT -5
"Um, dude, she can make her hands into knives. I'mma pass on that for now," he informed him with a laugh. "Besides, she's been trapped in that god awful circus for who knows how long, she deserves a break...Okay, I might make her chop my vegetables and listen to my music," he added, smirking. He liked Country music. A lot. "Caryssa's a brunette eh? Hm."
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