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Postby Port Ember » Mon Feb 04, 2019 10:50 am

He felt Gwen inhaling his scent. Yes, this women enthralled him.. no.. entranced him? Yes definitely. Entriqued him? Way too much.. Gwen's question brought him back to reality. She wanted to see him again? Well that means.. well that means a thing? A thing indeed. He mind ran rapidly, and once he has decided, he was steadfast in his awnser.

Jan broke Gwen' stare by snapping his face away to the side..

And snapped it back rapidly, with a gentle smile "You just did mi' lady." Soft chuckle "But indeed. I need a holiday.. and I think Selkia is a great place to visit for a holiday.. after that.. i think you will need a holiday to Port Ember.."
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Postby The Selkie » Mon Feb 04, 2019 10:59 am

Port Ember wrote:He felt Gwen inhaling his scent. Yes, this women enthralled him.. no.. entranced him? Yes definitely. Entriqued him? Way too much.. Gwen's question brought him back to reality. She wanted to see him again? Well that means.. well that means a thing? A thing indeed. He mind ran rapidly, and once he has decided, he was steadfast in his awnser.

Jan broke Gwen' stare by snapping his face away to the side..

And snapped it back rapidly, with a gentle smile "You just did mi' lady." Soft chuckle "But indeed. I need a holiday.. and I think Selkia is a great place to visit for a holiday.. after that.. i think you will need a holiday to Port Ember.."


Gwen burst out giggling at the joke, after a short moment of confusion, a sound like a hundred silver bells.
She kissed him on his collarbone, looking at him seductively. "I can live with that... come to a city named Cuan on the 20th of March. They'll be holding a Spring Festival there and I will be there, too... we booked the Ropaire Inn, so..."
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Postby Trixtoria » Mon Feb 04, 2019 11:09 am

Meanwhile, after Gwen and Jan left the table, the discussion continued....

Chihaya nodded to Nora at her invitation to discuss matters further. "Excellent," Roman said, waving over a waiter with a tray of glasses. He selected two, handing one over his shoulder to Sarra. A quick glance of warning, and he turned back to the table, while she smiled and took a small sip. "The proposal for BlueSteel is to not only design and market a small selection of vessels, but also to open a ship recycling operation. We hope to become the world's final destination for old ships, both military and civilian, that have finished out their lives and are ready for scrap. Hopefully, this can be grown into a strong resource provider of materials and parts." He took a drink. "Ahh. Now, tell me," he said, leaning into the table a bit, his voice softening so only those closest could hear, "we have two other....special, projects in the beginning stages. One, a new 5th generation fighter to replace our F-14 fleet. Basically, a stealth Tomcat. A prototype is nearly complete, but we could use a bit more insight into stealth technology. Second..." his eyes glanced around, "do your people have any experience in....bio technology?"
Sarra nearly choked on her drink. Why's he asking about that? she thought. Isn't it supposed to be secrete?

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Postby The Selkie » Mon Feb 04, 2019 11:29 am

Trixtoria wrote:Meanwhile, after Gwen and Jan left the table, the discussion continued....

Chihaya nodded to Nora at her invitation to discuss matters further. "Excellent," Roman said, waving over a waiter with a tray of glasses. He selected two, handing one over his shoulder to Sarra. A quick glance of warning, and he turned back to the table, while she smiled and took a small sip. "The proposal for BlueSteel is to not only design and market a small selection of vessels, but also to open a ship recycling operation. We hope to become the world's final destination for old ships, both military and civilian, that have finished out their lives and are ready for scrap. Hopefully, this can be grown into a strong resource provider of materials and parts." He took a drink. "Ahh. Now, tell me," he said, leaning into the table a bit, his voice softening so only those closest could hear, "we have two other....special, projects in the beginning stages. One, a new 5th generation fighter to replace our F-14 fleet. Basically, a stealth Tomcat. A prototype is nearly complete, but we could use a bit more insight into stealth technology. Second..." his eyes glanced around, "do your people have any experience in....bio technology?"
Sarra nearly choked on her drink. Why's he asking about that? she thought. Isn't it supposed to be secrete?


Nora took a glass as well, something non-alcoholic - good.
She listened with great interest at the further proposals of what Bluesteel was to do. Ship Recycling was a good business, which brought valuable insights and ressources - plus, if they managed to present themselves with some sort of market advantage such as green recycling, instead of the messes other ship breakers made, it would be a great business advantage.
As talks came to secret projects, leaning forward a bit. "For the... Stealth Tomcat Project, I can get your engineers in touch with a few of the engineers of Sciathan Limited. That's our subsidiary for fixed-wing aircraft - the Stuama is theirs."
She let a beat pass.
"As for biotechnology...", she began, her eyes serious, "...please define which field of biotechnology you mean. We have experience in a few..."
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Postby Trixtoria » Mon Feb 04, 2019 11:43 am

Roman, looked over his shoulder, and with a nod, Chihaya turned and stepped away, taking the waiter with him. "What we are looking for is advanced equipment for bio research. DNA sequencing tools and the like. No, nothing to be used on people," he said with a warning hand. "And no, we aren't harming any animals either. Just a....research project." One could almost see a momentary flash in his eyes upon the last words.

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Postby The Selkie » Mon Feb 04, 2019 12:11 pm

Trixtoria wrote:Roman, looked over his shoulder, and with a nod, Chihaya turned and stepped away, taking the waiter with him. "What we are looking for is advanced equipment for bio research. DNA sequencing tools and the like. No, nothing to be used on people," he said with a warning hand. "And no, we aren't harming any animals either. Just a....research project." One could almost see a momentary flash in his eyes upon the last words.


Nora nodded, slowly.
Then she reached to her utility belt, taking out a notepad and a ballpen. She wrote down an address and ripped the page out.
"SDY has little business with bio research equipment.", she admitted, "But the University of Creetown has a Bio Research Department, mostly focused on plant and agricultural research. This is their address. They will be able to help you finding a good supplier."
She handed the paper to Roman.
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Postby Trixtoria » Mon Feb 04, 2019 12:31 pm

He took the note and tucked it away in his suit's inner pocket. "Thank you, that will be most helpful," he replied. "And in case your have any concerns, I can assure you that our project isn't violating any international laws, nor harming or testing on people or animals." He took another drink from his glass. "Back to more pressing matters. I have to admit, I've been most impressed by Silverport's expertise and skill in setting up not only these dockyards, but with assisting in the construction of this ship. Tell me, do your people have a long history at sea? Or is shipbuilding a more modern practice?" He asked with curiosity.

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Postby Port Ember » Tue Feb 05, 2019 3:56 pm

The Selkie wrote:
Port Ember wrote:He felt Gwen inhaling his scent. Yes, this women enthralled him.. no.. entranced him? Yes definitely. Entriqued him? Way too much.. Gwen's question brought him back to reality. She wanted to see him again? Well that means.. well that means a thing? A thing indeed. He mind ran rapidly, and once he has decided, he was steadfast in his awnser.

Jan broke Gwen' stare by snapping his face away to the side..

And snapped it back rapidly, with a gentle smile "You just did mi' lady." Soft chuckle "But indeed. I need a holiday.. and I think Selkia is a great place to visit for a holiday.. after that.. i think you will need a holiday to Port Ember.."


Gwen burst out giggling at the joke, after a short moment of confusion, a sound like a hundred silver bells.
She kissed him on his collarbone, looking at him seductively. "I can live with that... come to a city named Cuan on the 20th of March. They'll be holding a Spring Festival there and I will be there, too... we booked the Ropaire Inn, so..."


Meanwhile, in a storeroom in the belly of the ship..

Jan smiled again. He realised he smiled a lot this night - more than he has in the last few years combined. "I have been bewitched surely" he thought.

"No way! That cannot be.. I happened to have already booked the adjacent room to where you have booked already! Dont ask how I have booked a hotel in a place I have never heard off before.. just dont.." He winked at Gwen and pulled on her hair softly downwards, which resulted in her face tilting up - looking straight at him - and stole another deep passionate kiss.
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Postby The Selkie » Wed Feb 06, 2019 6:47 am

Trixtoria wrote:He took the note and tucked it away in his suit's inner pocket. "Thank you, that will be most helpful," he replied. "And in case your have any concerns, I can assure you that our project isn't violating any international laws, nor harming or testing on people or animals." He took another drink from his glass. "Back to more pressing matters. I have to admit, I've been most impressed by Silverport's expertise and skill in setting up not only these dockyards, but with assisting in the construction of this ship. Tell me, do your people have a long history at sea? Or is shipbuilding a more modern practice?" He asked with curiosity.


Nora smiled.
"Shipbuilding has a long tradition amongst the Selkie, reaching back to the Beginning of Time itself.", she said with pride. She did not have any concerns about the material they might buy being used on humans or animals, but even if - even if they would, they had to answer for it in front of their God/s. "Granted, that's a bit ago and mythical, too, but according to them, our ancestors came from a place named Lochlann, the Land of Seas, getting lost on their way to Tír Tairngiri, the Promised Lands, and stranding at the shores of Oilean na mBeo, the Land of the Living."
She smiled.
"SDY itself is rather young, though, founded by my father in 1983, as the Yard Crisis came to an end.", she explained, "He's still alive, but mostly retired... he still provides advice, whether one asks him or not."

Port Ember wrote:Meanwhile, in a storeroom in the belly of the ship..

Jan smiled again. He realised he smiled a lot this night - more than he has in the last few years combined. "I have been bewitched surely" he thought.

"No way! That cannot be.. I happened to have already booked the adjacent room to where you have booked already! Dont ask how I have booked a hotel in a place I have never heard off before.. just dont.." He winked at Gwen and pulled on her hair softly downwards, which resulted in her face tilting up - looking straight at him - and stole another deep passionate kiss.


Gwen giggled, before being drawn into the deep kiss, feeling the passion.
He was... something else.
She rarely felt anything coming close to this for another person, this feeling deep in her stomach, fluttering butterflies. This would not be a one-night-stand, she promised herself.
When the kiss ended, she found herself looking deep into Jan's eyes.
Kissing the tip of his nose, she swung herself up onto his hips again, grinning as her right arm was around his neck, pulling them close together - he might be able to feel her heart thumping.
Her left hand softly traced his jawline, their noses not even their lengths apart. "I love you."
Her words were a whisper with all meaning behind them.
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Postby Port Ember » Wed Feb 06, 2019 7:37 am

The fact that Jan felt THIS happy, (well any form of happiness actually), for the first time in years was all the proof Jan needeed. When Gwen whispered those "I love you words" - the most powerfull words in the world, he knew it to be true.. and mutual.

Jan smiled softly, maintaning the deep stare into her eyes - into her soul. "You shouldint mi' lady.. but indeed I love you too.." when Jan said this he felt his own body come to life again. And he was pretty sure Gwen could... feel it too. Jan sported a big goofy smile
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Postby The Selkie » Wed Feb 06, 2019 10:07 am

Port Ember wrote:The fact that Jan felt THIS happy, (well any form of happiness actually), for the first time in years was all the proof Jan needeed. When Gwen whispered those "I love you words" - the most powerfull words in the world, he knew it to be true.. and mutual.

Jan smiled softly, maintaning the deep stare into her eyes - into her soul. "You shouldint mi' lady.. but indeed I love you too.." when Jan said this he felt his own body come to life again. And he was pretty sure Gwen could... feel it too. Jan sported a big goofy smile


Gwen smiled at the words, which widened as she felt the rest of him coming back to life.
She was... free and liberal, when it came to that, plus wild and she had endurance for ages.
Gwen leaned forward and nibbled on his earlobe, softly, for a moment, then whispered into his ear: "Wanna have another round?", she asked, teasing his ear with her breath, the thumping of her heart close to his own heart vibrating through her body.
She knew, that the more time they spent in this storeroom, the more likely it was, that someone would detect them... and if not that, that a security camera had caught their doing, but she did not care.
"Surely, you would fit in my calender...", she whispered, teasingly.
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Postby Trixtoria » Wed Feb 06, 2019 12:01 pm

"Your history sounds fascinating," said Sarra, taking one of the now empty seats between her father and Nora. "I would love to read about it. Promised Lands, Land of the Living....you must have a rich culture."

"Yes," Roman agreed, "a bit more colorful than our own. We were not originally a seafaring people, just fishermen in the distant past. Reaching out into the oceans," he held his arms wide for emphases, "is a dream of my own. In fact, I am also starting a deep ocean exploratory office. It's first goal is creating a mass-production design for deep submersibles." He moved his hands back together. "But that is still a few years into the future. Hopefully it will lead to benefits for the entire Strategic and Economic Alliance. Deep sea mining, fishing, farming... perhaps even colonization. The possibilities are endless...."

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Postby Port Ember » Wed Feb 06, 2019 12:40 pm

Jan knew that they were no already at "stage red" of being discovered. Jan could not care less. He was positively intoxicated by this women on his lap.

As Gwen spoke, Jan laughed softly. He loved her sense of humor and her continious parley of words. "Ah that is kind of you mi' lady. I know of other places where I can fit as well.." Jan winked
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Postby The Selkie » Wed Feb 06, 2019 1:44 pm

Trixtoria wrote:"Your history sounds fascinating," said Sarra, taking one of the now empty seats between her father and Nora. "I would love to read about it. Promised Lands, Land of the Living....you must have a rich culture."

"Yes," Roman agreed, "a bit more colorful than our own. We were not originally a seafaring people, just fishermen in the distant past. Reaching out into the oceans," he held his arms wide for emphases, "is a dream of my own. In fact, I am also starting a deep ocean exploratory office. It's first goal is creating a mass-production design for deep submersibles." He moved his hands back together. "But that is still a few years into the future. Hopefully it will lead to benefits for the entire Strategic and Economic Alliance. Deep sea mining, fishing, farming... perhaps even colonization. The possibilities are endless...."


Nora nodded.
"I..." She smiled slightly. "I share your dream, to some extend. SDY is working on several designs for deep sea exploration vessels, arctic research vessels and even research submarines, but with the latter, we have the problem of them ending up as large submarines and people tend to not like large submarines in their waters."
She let a beat pass.
"Mass production will have to wait, though.", she said, "Same with the Wisewolf-class Hydroponics Vessel... basically an entire ship dedicated to hydroponics, aquaculture and, maybe even, aquaponics."

Port Ember wrote:Jan knew that they were no already at "stage red" of being discovered. Jan could not care less. He was positively intoxicated by this women on his lap.

As Gwen spoke, Jan laughed softly. He loved her sense of humor and her continious parley of words. "Ah that is kind of you mi' lady. I know of other places where I can fit as well.." Jan winked


Gwen smiled with the innocence only a young woman could have, while there was a passionate fire in her eyes as she moved her hips slightly.
"Whatever could you mean?", she asked, leaning forward, hugging him tightly to herself while their faces were so close, that her nose nearly touched his. She could not get enough from looking into those eyes, from feeling his touch, from hearing his voice and hearing his banter, his thoughts... "Please, young gentleman, could you explain yourself?"
She knew fully well, what he meant, as she closed the distance between their lips with a: "And maybe demonstrate it?"
And we now fade to black.
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Postby Port Ember » Wed Feb 06, 2019 2:02 pm

And now we refocus on the scene once more.. two stark naked bodies (the last remaining stocking of Gwen got... misplaced) on the floor of a multi billion dollar ship, with Gwen propped up with her back against the shelves - with Jan's head resting on Gwen's bosom, snuggled in amd content. Both bodies were heaving for breath and glistening with sweat. Jan could hear her heartbeat clearly and he smiled contently.
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Postby The Selkie » Wed Feb 06, 2019 2:47 pm

Port Ember wrote:And now we refocus on the scene once more.. two stark naked bodies (the last remaining stocking of Gwen got... misplaced) on the floor of a multi billion dollar ship, with Gwen propped up with her back against the shelves - with Jan's head resting on Gwen's bosom, snuggled in amd content. Both bodies were heaving for breath and glistening with sweat. Jan could hear her heartbeat clearly and he smiled contently.


Gwen smiled, out of breath, satisfied... and with a nice feeling in her stomach.
His head rested on her breast, snuggled, a content smile on his face, which Gwen liked. Softly, she stroked his head, petted his hair, hopefully adding to that content, blissful state... how much would she love to stay like this, only the two of them in this little storeroom, snuggled together, without a care in the world...
Well, the world could wait for a little bit, as she enjoyed the bliss and high, as well as was content with him snuggled into her chest, stroking his head.
And all was right on this multi-billion NSD warmashine.
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Postby Port Ember » Thu Feb 07, 2019 2:36 pm

As Jan's naked butt was exposed to the cold metal floor of a multibillion dollar aircraft carrier, snuggled in the loving arms of his new lover - her hands softly playing through his hair - gently and absentmindedly massaging his head, and his face nestled on said lovers breast, Jan was content. However content was an understatement. Bliss. Yes he was in a mental state of euphoric bliss. The last years of continious emotional pain and depression dissapeared instantly. His mind has left this mortal plane for a moment and have entered... somewhere else. Somewhere perfect. Some place where he and his lover could spend an timeless eternity together.

Jan's cellphone which was still in his pants, crumpled up in the corner of the room suddenly rung - unvoluntarily ripping him from his mental heaven. A quick muffled swear word or six was uttered from his lips. He decided that it must ring until it rang no more. But the damage was done - Jan was back in reality. He lift his head from his lovers breast and stared deep into her eyes - into her soul. He swore he could see love. Pure love. The feeling of bliss did not vanish as he moved in and kissed her deeply and passionately and his hands was exploring her body bravely...
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Postby The Selkie » Thu Feb 07, 2019 3:08 pm

Port Ember wrote:As Jan's naked butt was exposed to the cold metal floor of a multibillion dollar aircraft carrier, snuggled in the loving arms of his new lover - her hands softly playing through his hair - gently and absentmindedly massaging his head, and his face nestled on said lovers breast, Jan was content. However content was an understatement. Bliss. Yes he was in a mental state of euphoric bliss. The last years of continious emotional pain and depression dissapeared instantly. His mind has left this mortal plane for a moment and have entered... somewhere else. Somewhere perfect. Some place where he and his lover could spend an timeless eternity together.

Jan's cellphone which was still in his pants, crumpled up in the corner of the room suddenly rung - unvoluntarily ripping him from his mental heaven. A quick muffled swear word or six was uttered from his lips. He decided that it must ring until it rang no more. But the damage was done - Jan was back in reality. He lift his head from his lovers breast and stared deep into her eyes - into her soul. He swore he could see love. Pure love. The feeling of bliss did not vanish as he moved in and kissed her deeply and passionately and his hands was exploring her body bravely...


Gwen let him kiss her, answered with passion and fire, sending her own hands on a little tour.
The ringing went on her nerves, but she did not allow it to distract her in her doing and when the ringing had stopped, they were still at it. And when they ended, she smiled at him.
"I'm afraid, that our duties call us.", Gwen whispered softly, holding his face close to her, her own red due to where his hands went. "Port Ember needs its Minister of Defense and SDY its Head Engineer... but, the amazing things we did here... felt here..." She indicated to her heart. "...I would like to feel them again and to see you again." She smiled, softly, kissing him on his lips, with passion, but without tongue. "And even outside, we can be Gwen and Jan."
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Postby Port Ember » Thu Feb 07, 2019 3:55 pm

Jan groaned in dissaproval, realising the sacred isolation with his lover (the word "soul-mate" flashed through his mind for a fleeting second) was about to come to an unwilling end. It was innevetable for tonight - but he knew it would not be the last of these moments. No. Not even close.

"Mi' lady - I have proven to be more persistant than a yeast infection.. you are stuck with me like a canine is stuck with ticks" Jan flashed a wink.

He reluctantly rose from the cold metal floor, offered a hand to Gwen, pulled her upright - right back into his arms for one last kiss..
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Postby The Selkie » Thu Feb 07, 2019 4:07 pm

Port Ember wrote:Jan groaned in dissaproval, realising the sacred isolation with his lover (the word "soul-mate" flashed through his mind for a fleeting second) was about to come to an unwilling end. It was innevetable for tonight - but he knew it would not be the last of these moments. No. Not even close.

"Mi' lady - I have proven to be more persistant than a yeast infection.. you are stuck with me like a canine is stuck with ticks" Jan flashed a wink.

He reluctantly rose from the cold metal floor, offered a hand to Gwen, pulled her upright - right back into his arms for one last kiss..


Gwen, too, let only go of him with reluctance, but they had their duties to perform, she and him.
She smiled at the metaphors and when she found herself pulled up right into his arms for one last kiss, she smiled, went with it, wrapping her arms around him. He surely could feel her heartbeat.
As all good things, it ended too soon.
"Hm...", she made, looking in his eyes, "...I don't want to let go of this tick."
She gave him a quick peck.
"But we must... not only due to our duties, but we'll catch colds if we roll around on the floor more!", she said with a grin, "Although I would love to nurse you back to health... hm..."
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Postby Port Ember » Fri Feb 08, 2019 12:33 am

Jan loved to see Gwen smile. He did not understand why her smile brought him such a strong feeling of bliss- neither did he care to understand. He realised that around Gwen, his cold logical and calculating brain was scrambled, and was replaced by pure animalistic lust and desire. He decided that he cared not why - only to embrace this new feelings.

"Dag nhabit!" (An Port Emberian saying akin to 'holy crap' or such) "i just imagined you dressed in a seductive nurse outfit.." he grabbed and squeezed her butt, pulling her close and tight into his muscular arms, and bit into her exposed neck passionately yet gentle.
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Postby The Selkie » Fri Feb 08, 2019 10:53 am

Port Ember wrote:Jan loved to see Gwen smile. He did not understand why her smile brought him such a strong feeling of bliss- neither did he care to understand. He realised that around Gwen, his cold logical and calculating brain was scrambled, and was replaced by pure animalistic lust and desire. He decided that he cared not why - only to embrace this new feelings.

"Dag nhabit!" (An Port Emberian saying akin to 'holy crap' or such) "i just imagined you dressed in a seductive nurse outfit.." he grabbed and squeezed her butt, pulling her close and tight into his muscular arms, and bit into her exposed neck passionately yet gentle.


Gwen loved the eyes she was gazing into, even as they turned animalistic... and when the brain behind them turned on the animalistic side.
She had a witty reply on her lips to his comment about the nurse outfit, that she had one and that she would love to show it to him, as he took her by the stern, pulled her close and deep in his body, before he bit into her neck with passion and gentleness.
She gasped in pleasant surprise, her hands finding the back of his head to guide him along a bit, pleased sigh escaping her lips. She loved the feeling of his hands, his teeth, his body pressing against her or vice versa.
"Well... the world can wait for a few more minutes...", she whispered into his ear.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
My people are called the Selkie, the nation is usually called the Free Lands in MT-settings. Thanks.
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Postby Port Ember » Fri Feb 08, 2019 11:59 am

The Selkie wrote:
Port Ember wrote:Jan loved to see Gwen smile. He did not understand why her smile brought him such a strong feeling of bliss- neither did he care to understand. He realised that around Gwen, his cold logical and calculating brain was scrambled, and was replaced by pure animalistic lust and desire. He decided that he cared not why - only to embrace this new feelings.

"Dag nhabit!" (An Port Emberian saying akin to 'holy crap' or such) "i just imagined you dressed in a seductive nurse outfit.." he grabbed and squeezed her butt, pulling her close and tight into his muscular arms, and bit into her exposed neck passionately yet gentle.


Gwen loved the eyes she was gazing into, even as they turned animalistic... and when the brain behind them turned on the animalistic side.
She had a witty reply on her lips to his comment about the nurse outfit, that she had one and that she would love to show it to him, as he took her by the stern, pulled her close and deep in his body, before he bit into her neck with passion and gentleness.
She gasped in pleasant surprise, her hands finding the back of his head to guide him along a bit, pleased sigh escaping her lips. She loved the feeling of his hands, his teeth, his body pressing against her or vice versa.
"Well... the world can wait for a few more minutes...", she whispered into his ear.


Gwen's eyes, scent, voice, her stern's flesh in his hand, her naked form pressing against his - her heartbeat thimping in rhythm against his own, her taste... it all combined into the greatest drug never known to man. He has seen combat in his life before - many times. And the thrills, rush and high it brings is addictive. But is was absolutely nothing to what he felt here at that moment. His internal beast, a mythical dragon awoke inside him and took complete control over his mind, with his fleah following blindly.

His second hand found her stern, pulled her skywards until she could throw her legs around his waist - and gently slammed her into the metal wall - her back pressed against the wall, his mouth pressed against hers..
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Postby The Selkie » Sun Feb 10, 2019 4:49 am

Port Ember wrote:Gwen's eyes, scent, voice, her stern's flesh in his hand, her naked form pressing against his - her heartbeat thimping in rhythm against his own, her taste... it all combined into the greatest drug never known to man. He has seen combat in his life before - many times. And the thrills, rush and high it brings is addictive. But is was absolutely nothing to what he felt here at that moment. His internal beast, a mythical dragon awoke inside him and took complete control over his mind, with his fleah following blindly.

His second hand found her stern, pulled her skywards until she could throw her legs around his waist - and gently slammed her into the metal wall - her back pressed against the wall, his mouth pressed against hers..


Gwen did as her instincts told her, throwing her legs around his hips, her own inner Star Lynx coming to life as she felt the cold metal in her back and the warm body pressing against her... and something else, too.
She grinned under the relentless kissing assault, returning in kind and letting out a deep, guttural groan of pleasure.
Gwen liked, what she felt the wildness, strength, it was intoxicating and better then the finest whiskey.
Her arms still around his neck, her legs still around his hips, she smiled as the kiss ended, her eyes a bit cloudy as she whispered into his ear: "Well, maybe quite a few more minutes...", she whispered, then kissed him again.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
My people are called the Selkie, the nation is usually called the Free Lands in MT-settings. Thanks.
The Wikia.


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Postby Port Ember » Sun Feb 10, 2019 6:22 am

If Jan was a cat - he would purr at this moment. His brain basically fried with pure animalistic lust and desire. Jan stared deep into Gwen's cloudy eyes and got goosebumps when she whispered into his ear. He smiled at her, bit her neck again.. a part of his body pressed against her.. and pulled away. He leaned in for a kiss.. but pulled way before the kiss landed. He flashed a naughty smile at Gwen
♤ And my proudest work - Hydra Industries - I created all my own military equipment.
♤ A great RP resource -The Average Port Emberian
Port Emberian Embassy Program
♤ My Discord Channel - https://discord.gg/ufkwkCh
However only for members of the GFTC

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