Courage Is Found In Unlikely Places

@elowenrp

Semi-hiatus! Indie roleplay blog for OC: Elowen Mayfaire Bi-sexual multi-ship and multi-verse, semi-selective. This is a secondary blog, mun and muse are 18+. To learn more about my muse visit my about page. Please read rules before interacting. Face claim for Elowen is Amanda Righetti.

10.2K posts

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen could almost see the way his mind was churning as he processed all she had said. It brought a smile to her face, having experienced far too many men who would quickly reply rather than speak with more purpose. She frowned as he downed the champagne, taking the drink he offered her and setting it down on a nearby table. Her face softened at his apology and made her smile.

“You have done nothing that needs forgiven. I will always welcome you speaking openly and honestly with me. I’m thrilled that you are still very interested in our arrangement. As a matter of fact, I have appointed myself as your security for tonight. That way no one will think it suspicious when we sneak away. I have every intention of pleasuring you tonight, and hopefully teach you one way to pleasure me. I picked out this dress with you in mind, you know.” She leaned in close, her lips barely touching his ear as she spoke.

“I thought that the slit up my leg would make it easier for you to explore. If you wanted.” Just the thought of him playing with her at the party with no one else any wiser had her growing wet.

Ms. Mayfaire’s explanation was torturous enough, making Isaac go stiff (in more ways than one), making his face burn hot, making his knees shake, but her breath on his skin as she whispered made him inhale sharply and made him tremble, like a divining rod just struck on a solid pipe.

“I… I… I…” Isaac suddenly wished he had another drink. “I… would like that a lot, please. I… would like all of that,” he exhaled heavily, unaware he’d been holding his breath. “Very much, I… but my goodness we can’t just disappear now.” If he were in total possession of his faculties, he would’ve noticed she hadn’t suggested disappearing right then: he’d betrayed the urgency of his desire by implying it. “I… I’m also technically a host. I have… I have responsibilities.

“I can’t just… just disappear to… to…” He allowed himself to steal a glance at her and fell into a fit of giggles, his entire body thrumming with lustful anticipation. “I… can’t just disappear.” He hummed and nodded once, as though he had completely settled the matter.

"I wasn't suggesting now, but why couldn't we, exactly? I doubt very much any of your parent's friends would notice your absence." She took his hand and slid it slowly beneath her dress, pressing it against her damp thong.

"We could also start now. Out here, in the open. Anyone might see us... but I almost think that makes it more thrilling. Don't you?" Elowen's voice was low and hushed, allowing the noise of the party to hide their illicit conversation.

"We don't have to wait any longer than you want, my darling. Because I have wanted you since that day in my office. I want to take care of you, and your pleasure."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

One of the beautiful things about Will was his willingness to shift with her rapidly changing desires. She had found many of her partners unwilling or unable to keep up with her. And most men found her sex drive a bit intimidating, but not Will.

Elowen sighed as he freed himself and sank his hot member into her. She loved this feeling, the way he stretched her as she rolled her hips slowly. She had what she wanted, and now she would savor every second. She smiled down at Will as her hips moved in languid circles, one hand on his shoulder as the other teased one of her small, pert nipples. “You feel so good, Will. I love it.”

Elowen moaned softly, her body shivering as the head of his tumid member brushed across her g-spot. She closed her eyes as she changed to seeking her pleasure, rather than simply reveling in the feeling of being filled. Her head fell back, her long auburn tresses cascading down her back. Her moans became louder as she chased her orgasm, the familiar heat threatening to break free at any moment. “Will, fill me. I want you to come in me. I’m so close…”

How could Will say “no?” In the face of such gorgeous need, how could he deny Elowen? Was she losing herself to her pleasure? Yes, but that was because she so assuredly pursued it, and those two facts effected Will as potently as anything else.

He held on as she rode him, his hands wandering her body, his eyes drinking in the show. It didn’t take much longer after she announced how close she was for Will to feel the same, as though she were leading him by the hand into the white hot abyss of their pleasure. His hands stilled, one arm wrapped around her waist while he squeezed her behind with the other–out of a desire to feel it, and to ground himself.

He rocked with her, their hips meeting forcefully again and again. Before much longer he was looking up at her, his jaw dropped in a soundless scream as the pressure built to a critical point, holding on for as long as he could, for her sake, before finally, finally, finally the dam broke and he bucked his hips up into her.

Again and again and again he drove his length into her, spilling himself hot and thick as she wanted–and then some: she called for him to fill her, but he did so much he felt it beginning to run down his shaft and onto his thighs.

The feeling of Will releasing inside of her had Elowen's orgasm rushing through her. Her skin felt instantly flushed, a tingling sensation dancing through her body from her core to the tips of her fingers, toes and the top of her head. Her lips parted as small orgasmic noises escaped her. She collapsed against Will as she settled into her post-orgasm bliss. The corners of her lips lifted in a contented smile as she sighed softly. "I love shagging you. You never turn me down and you never disappoint. I have absolutely no bloody idea how I got so lucky."

She took a deep breath, nervous about what she wanted to say next. "So, I've been doing some thinking. How would you feel about turning this into something more? Mutually exclusive, maybe even go on some actual dates? Don't misunderstand, I LOVE having sex and just staying in. But I would really love to take you to work parties, or introduce you to some of my friends. Or we can keeps things just as they are. It's just something that I've been thinking about lately."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Isaac had no reason to fear her response. She immediately felt guilty, knowing how sacred her own bedroom was to her.

“Isaac, I am so incredibly sorry. I hadn’t considered how it would feel to find your private space to be invaded like that. I wish I hadn’t kept it from you that it was being done. I understand your feelings about your bedroom. Likely more than most would. I promise that if any further improvements will interfere with your privacy, I will alert you beforehand and allow you to supervise if you would like. I can assure you that nothing else was touched or viewed aside from the door and it’s frame, as I supervised the installation myself. I hope you can accept my apologies and forgive me for such an abuse of your trust?”

She reached out to touch his arm, wishing she could rectify her mistake. She was now painfully aware of the kind of care and consideration she would need if Isaac still wished to go forward.

She lowered her voice before speaking again. “I would understand if I have offended you beyond repair. I do not expect you to still hold me in the same regard as before. I have betrayed your privacy. Though, I do hope you can still find it within you to allow me in. I have so much I wanted to show you, to teach you. I would still like to, if you would allow such a thing.”

Isaac’s insides were swirling within a tempest of emotions, while outside, on his face, he seemed to have just… frozen. It was hard enough, confronting Ms. Mayfaire and standing up for himself, even while acknowledging how much stronger, how much more comfortable he felt in her presence. That challenge was expected, however: what wasn’t expected was her contrition! Isaac had become so used to neglect and disregard, even abuse, that while he hadn’t exactly expected Ms. Mayfaire to lash out at him, he most certainly wasn’t expecting her to apologize.

So much so that he felt guilty for scolding her. But that’s why he froze: it may have been brief in real time, but internally eons passed while Isaac’s mind was doing the calculus, reminding himself, trying to encourage himself, to remember that he did nothing wrong, and that he was right to stand up for himself. Just because he felt bad for scolding her didn’t mean he was wrong, or that he should take back what he said.

Add to that the reminder that she wanted a physical relationship with him—her, a woman, with… him, an undoubtedly illicit affair, and it was a miracle he didn’t collapse beneath the weight of all the new and potent stimuli.

Thankfully, miraculously, one of the party’s staff walked by bearing a tray of drinks and Isaac stopped them, taking two, and thanking them profusely. Quickly he downed one, then moved to sip from the other, only to stop, and blush: he’d failed to grab one for Ms. Mayfaire.

“Forgive… forgive me,” he stammered, as he handed her the crystal flute. “I…” After a deep breath and a hand through his hair, his face fizzing and throat buzzing with the boozy carbonation of the drink, he managed: “I would still like that, please and thank you, ma’am. I…” He nodded emphatically. “I appreciate… everything you just said.” He snorted derisively at the clumsiness of his phrase, then shook his head in defeat. “Forgive me I’m… a little flustered here.”

Elowen could almost see the way his mind was churning as he processed all she had said. It brought a smile to her face, having experienced far too many men who would quickly reply rather than speak with more purpose. She frowned as he downed the champagne, taking the drink he offered her and setting it down on a nearby table. Her face softened at his apology and made her smile.

"You have done nothing that needs forgiven. I will always welcome you speaking openly and honestly with me. I'm thrilled that you are still very interested in our arrangement. As a matter of fact, I have appointed myself as your security for tonight. That way no one will think it suspicious when we sneak away. I have every intention of pleasuring you tonight, and hopefully teach you one way to pleasure me. I picked out this dress with you in mind, you know." She leaned in close, her lips barely touching his ear as she spoke.

"I thought that the slit up my leg would make it easier for you to explore. If you wanted." Just the thought of him playing with her at the party with no one else any wiser had her growing wet.

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen giggled at his teasing, enjoying his sometimes theatrical sense of humor.

She couldn’t help smiling as Will talked about the times he had fucked her in her business clothes. It had been incredibly sexy; the urgency of releasing the sexual tension greater than the desire to be naked, being bent over some random piece of furniture as he fucked her, her panties simply pulled to the side rather than removed. Just the thought of it had her wet.

She complied with his movements, straddling his lap as they kissed. She pulled back just long enough to pull her top off, then draped her arms over his shoulders and her fingers tangled in his hair as she continued kissing Will. She rolled her hips, grinding against him.

“Please, Will,” she whimpered between kisses. “Please, fuck me. I need you. Need your cock.” She knew how needy and desperate she sounded, but El didn’t care. All that mattered in that moment was her desire to be filled, to find her release.

Will was admittedly taken aback by the sudden shift in energy, from playful banter to naked need. He and Elowen had been intimate many, many times and were obviously familiar enough with one another to spend half-clothed weekends together, but Will still wasn’t used to how suddenly she could lose herself to her lust.

Not that he was complaining.

As though to prove her point, it took only moments for their clothes to be out of the way and for Will to begin pushing the pulsating head of his arousal inside of her. He sighed into a curse to feel her warm and wet around him, then settled his hands on her hips while his head fell back onto the couch. “Take it,” he sighed. “Whatever you need,” he gave her hips a tug in invitation. “Take it.”

One of the beautiful things about Will was his willingness to shift with her rapidly changing desires. She had found many of her partners unwilling or unable to keep up with her. And most men found her sex drive a bit intimidating, but not Will.

Elowen sighed as he freed himself and sank his hot member into her. She loved this feeling, the way he stretched her as she rolled her hips slowly. She had what she wanted, and now she would savor every second. She smiled down at Will as her hips moved in languid circles, one hand on his shoulder as the other teased one of her small, pert nipples. "You feel so good, Will. I love it."

Elowen moaned softly, her body shivering as the head of his tumid member brushed across her g-spot. She closed her eyes as she changed to seeking her pleasure, rather than simply reveling in the feeling of being filled. Her head fell back, her long auburn tresses cascading down her back. Her moans became louder as she chased her orgasm, the familiar heat threatening to break free at any moment. "Will, fill me. I want you to come in me. I'm so close..."

The Dark Tower/ Closed RP/ El & Xavier

The rain poured from the sky like an ocean as waves of wind cut through the air. The thunder shook the Earth as lightening threatened their every step. Xavier had to find shelter as quickly as possible or risk being struck down. On more than one occasion lightening had struck a tree right above him, covering him in a shower of sparks and splintered timber. As the flashes intensified, he caught sight of the one he was trying to get away from but it was too late, he had been spotted as well. There was no time to seek shelter now; no chance to flee. Those chances were gone forever for now was the time to fight or die.

Turning to look behind him, he caught sight of his attacker. He thought he had managed to outrun him but apparently that wasn’t going to happen. Running out of the park and into a blind alley he thought he could just disappear into the darkness but the alley was a dead end. He turned, frozen in fear as Nick continued to advance towards him.

“Don’t come any closer…” he shouted over the wind and thunder.

‘For God’s sake, don’t come any closer!’ He mumbled under his breath.

He woke back in his own apartment, covered in sweat but otherwise unharmed. He sat up in confusion and thought about what had woke him. It was the dream. The same one he’d been having every night for almost a week now and it was beginning to get the best of him. He had to get out. He had to find a way to get away from Nick before Nick came home in another drunken rage and killed him this time.

With trembling hands, he picked up his cell phone from the nightstand and began dialing. There was perhaps one person he still trusted enough to ask for help.

“El?” He sighed. “It—it’s Xavier. Look…I need to ask a favor…”

Xavier laughed softly and held her close then kissed the top of her head. “I love you too El.” He whispered then closed his eyes in complete contentment.

“She…or he…will be the most perfect baby in the world!” He grinned, still on the high from the realization that this woman had made yet another seemingly impossible dream of his come true.

El sighed and closed her eyes as he kissed the top of her head. She relaxed into his embrace, finally feeling at ease since she had first looked at those pregnancy tests. "They will be perfect because they're ours. I'm so glad you're happy about this. It was such a shock to me. And I had no idea how you might react. To be honest, I'm ecstatic myself. This is going to be a huge change for our lives. But I am looking forward to it."

She pulled back so she could look up into his eyes. "What do you say we order in and celebrate? I feel like this is an occasion to be marked. And we can talk about what day to schedule my first ultrasound, that way you can be there too. I don't want you to miss any of this."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

His response to her pictures left Elowen smiling. Isaac was so innocent, so naive. As she tried to focus on her work, she found her mind drifting to the sweet young man just across the house from her commandeered office. She eventually found herself drawing up a plan to reinforce Issac’s bedroom. She had the new door installed two days later, now made of three inches of solid oak and additional locking mechanisms added.

Three days after found her standing in the foyer in a gorgeous dress as she went over the security plan once more with her men. Her dress was floor- length, black and had a slit up to her hip on the right side. She smiled when she saw Isaac making his way down the stairs in his tuxedo. She sent the men on to their posts before walking over to her admirer. “Well, you certainly clean up nicely. I hope you liked my gift. I couldn’t help thinking about what you said, about wanting more security for your room. So, I convinced your parents to allow me to upgrade it for you.”

“I like you, Ms. Mayfaire,” Isaac began, trembling beneath his well-tailored tuxedo. “And I respect you, so I’ll tell you the truth: I wish you had told me such a thing was going to happen. I know I requested it, and I appreciate the desire to surprise me, but… It was unpleasant to know such a change had been made, one of such scale, without my knowing. That… there were people in my room.

“I concede, of course,” he dabbed his upper lip with his handkerchief, sweating over this confrontation, “that it would have happened regardless, had my parents requested it. I do not want you to think me ungrateful, either. Having had the chance to inspect the improvements, I… Well I quite appreciate them. My room is my sanctum sanctorum,” he declared without a hint of irony.

“Which is why the security is appreciated and the surprise less so. I bear you no ill will, though–please understand that. I just…” He was beginning to falter. “You have done me the courtesy of treating me like an equal, not like…” Any description of which he could think would only further bring his parents to mind, so he abandoned that thread. “You’ve treated me with respect, so I thought I owed you my genuine reaction, both the good, and the bad.”

He exhaled and very suddenly wished for a drink. It wasn’t often he stood up for himself, and it was as weak a muscle as he possessed, but his brief interactions with Ms. Mayfaire made it feel like one he could make more use of. Whatever strength she had inspired, however, was spent, and he feared her response.

Isaac had no reason to fear her response. She immediately felt guilty, knowing how sacred her own bedroom was to her.

"Isaac, I am so incredibly sorry. I hadn't considered how it would feel to find your private space to be invaded like that. I wish I hadn't kept it from you that it was being done. I understand your feelings about your bedroom. Likely more than most would. I promise that if any further improvements will interfere with your privacy, I will alert you beforehand and allow you to supervise if you would like. I can assure you that nothing else was touched or viewed aside from the door and it's frame, as I supervised the installation myself. I hope you can accept my apologies and forgive me for such an abuse of your trust?"

She reached out to touch his arm, wishing she could rectify her mistake. She was now painfully aware of the kind of care and consideration she would need if Isaac still wished to go forward.

She lowered her voice before speaking again. "I would understand if I have offended you beyond repair. I do not expect you to still hold me in the same regard as before. I have betrayed your privacy. Though, I do hope you can still find it within you to allow me in. I have so much I wanted to show you, to teach you. I would still like to, if you would allow such a thing."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen laughed at his question. Although, given what she was wearing, she honestly couldn’t blame him.

“Darling, this is merely a matter of comfort. The fact that you find it so delicious is simply an added bonus. Though, I think it is one I’ll have to keep in mind for some day in the future. To be honest, after being dressed in business clothes and fancy dresses all week, it’s really rather nice to wander around your place in my crop top and thong.”

She grabbed a water from his refrigerator before wandering back into the livingroom and sitting down in his lap. “Besides, it has the added bonus of making it easier for you to fuck me without the fuss of taking off any items of clothing. God only knows how many times I’ll likely end up full of your cock. And I really would rather not waste time undressing and re-dressing this weekend. There. Does that answer satisfy you?”

She grinned like a cat with it’s cream, having a pretty good idea what kind of a reaction she would get from Will. What had started out as a brief diversion from the daily stresses of her life had become something she now looked forward to each week. Friday night sex had turned into entire weekends where she was mostly naked and fully satisfied.

“Well shit,” Will answered, laughing once and shrugging. “That answer’s all my questions. Thank you for your time.” He turned to an imaginary audience. “And thank you all for joining. Tune in next week when we discuss fucking in the kitchen: kinky, or health code violation? Until then!” He snorted into a laugh and turned back to Elowen, pulling her into a kiss.

“You shouldn’t underestimate, though,” Will talked between even more kisses, “just how good… you look… in your business clothes. Pulling up your pencil skirt?” He grunted into Elowen’s mouth, his hands now hungrily wandering her body, squeezing and kneading and pulling her more tightly to him. “And bending you over? Fuck I love that…” He moaned into an even deeper kiss, fighting her into straddling his lap.

Elowen giggled at his teasing, enjoying his sometimes theatrical sense of humor.

She couldn't help smiling as Will talked about the times he had fucked her in her business clothes. It had been incredibly sexy; the urgency of releasing the sexual tension greater than the desire to be naked, being bent over some random piece of furniture as he fucked her, her panties simply pulled to the side rather than removed. Just the thought of it had her wet.

She complied with his movements, straddling his lap as they kissed. She pulled back just long enough to pull her top off, then draped her arms over his shoulders and her fingers tangled in his hair as she continued kissing Will. She rolled her hips, grinding against him.

"Please, Will," she whimpered between kisses. "Please, fuck me. I need you. Need your cock." She knew how needy and desperate she sounded, but El didn't care. All that mattered in that moment was her desire to be filled, to find her release.

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

“Do you walk around like that on purpose?”

Will laughed from where he sat on the couch, watching her cross through the living room wearing very little, then held up a hand. “Sorry–obviously it’s on purpose: you didn’t accidentally get dressed like that. I just mean, is it for my benefit, too, or just to be comfortable? It’s okay if it’s just to be comfortable!” He was quick to add.

She’d been staying over a lot more often–with which Will was thrilled. Friday night booty calls often turned into weekend long marathons, which meant a lot of time in his apartment. He wanted her to be comfortable here, so if her dressing like that was evidence, he was pleased. But she had to know the effect it would have on him, no?

“I just wanna know if it’s for me, too; because I’m resisting the urge to just to just reach out and grab you.”

Elowen laughed at his question. Although, given what she was wearing, she honestly couldn't blame him.

"Darling, this is merely a matter of comfort. The fact that you find it so delicious is simply an added bonus. Though, I think it is one I'll have to keep in mind for some day in the future. To be honest, after being dressed in business clothes and fancy dresses all week, it's really rather nice to wander around your place in my crop top and thong."

She grabbed a water from his refrigerator before wandering back into the livingroom and sitting down in his lap. "Besides, it has the added bonus of making it easier for you to fuck me without the fuss of taking off any items of clothing. God only knows how many times I'll likely end up full of your cock. And I really would rather not waste time undressing and re-dressing this weekend. There. Does that answer satisfy you?"

She grinned like a cat with it's cream, having a pretty good idea what kind of a reaction she would get from Will. What had started out as a brief diversion from the daily stresses of her life had become something she now looked forward to each week. Friday night sex had turned into entire weekends where she was mostly naked and fully satisfied.

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen smirked at his enthusiastic response, knowing that he’d had almost no chance of denying her. She reached up and adjusted his glasses, then ran a gentle hand through his hair. “I look forward to it, my darling. But not today. I have to finish my work, so that I know you’ll be safe here. Perhaps at your parent’s party we can begin.”

She could hardly believe what she was saying. While it was legal, it still felt wrong in some way to be chasing someone 10 years younger. But it also held a thrill, to know that what they were doing was almost illicit.

She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, then another on his lips. “Now. I have to get back to work. And you need to take care of your erection. Why don’t you head on back to your room and masturbate? I’ll send you some old photos of me for you to enjoy. Then, next Saturday we can begin with your education and exploration. I promise to wear something delicious just for you.”

It was almost torture to send Isaac away. It had been some time since she had last had sex, even longer since her last male partner. And she was looking forward to this one.

She took his hand from her breast, bringing it to her lips. She pressed a kiss to the palm of his hand before turning him toward the door. El sighed as he left, picking up her phone and sending Isaac a few pictures of her from a lingerie shoot she had done before sitting down at the desk and trying to get back to her work.

It was all Isaac could do to not run back to his room. As it was, he accidentally slammed the door shut in his haste to be alone. He stood there, hands against the door, panting, trembling, wondering if what just happened had actually happened, when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

It was obviously Ms. Mayfaire, but Isaac couldn’t remember trading numbers with her. Of course she would have his, but it gave him a certain thrill to see just the string of numbers identifying her because he hadn’t yet saved her information to his phone. It made their clandestine game that much more fun.

With shaky hands Isaac unlocked his phone to view her message… and nearly dropped it. As it was, his knees threatened to give out so he made his way on wobbly legs over to his desk, stunned by the photos she sent him.

Oh my goodness! he responded. Thank you!

Was that the sexiest thing to say in response? No, but he couldn’t think of anything else to say! His real response wasn’t something he could send in a message: he quickly undid his pants, glancing over his shoulder to confirm he’d locked his door (also kind of wishing he did have a more advanced security system on it), then turned back to the photos, taking his heavy length in his hand.

He wasted no time, motivated by his lust for and his desire to please Ms. Mayfaire. His face contorted into a mask of need, his breath shallow as he tried to keep the sound down, lest anyone in the house hear how ferociously he pumped himself. It didn’t take long before he was spasming, bucking his hips into his hand, driving is leaking, swollen head through his fist again and again as he emptied his load into a wad of tissues.

They didn’t prove enough, however, the mess so voluminous it spilled onto his hand. He loved, that, though, and didn’t hesitate to taste some of it in his post-orgasmic afterglow, absolutely giddy at what had just transpired. As rationality crept back in, though, he began to feel fear: was this really happening? Was he going to have an affair with this woman? This woman who worked for his parents?

Suddenly it seemed too real and he wondered if he could go through with it. Part of him wanted to text her and say he rethought it, that it wasn’t a bad idea (nothing better than cancelled plans, right? Especially when they scared you?), but seeing her photos again and feeling the weight of his climax in his palm… he stopped.

He wouldn’t change his mind just yet.

His response to her pictures left Elowen smiling. Isaac was so innocent, so naive. As she tried to focus on her work, she found her mind drifting to the sweet young man just across the house from her commandeered office. She eventually found herself drawing up a plan to reinforce Issac's bedroom. She had the new door installed two days later, now made of three inches of solid oak and additional locking mechanisms added.

Three days after found her standing in the foyer in a gorgeous dress as she went over the security plan once more with her men. Her dress was floor- length, black and had a slit up to her hip on the right side. She smiled when she saw Isaac making his way down the stairs in his tuxedo. She sent the men on to their posts before walking over to her admirer. "Well, you certainly clean up nicely. I hope you liked my gift. I couldn't help thinking about what you said, about wanting more security for your room. So, I convinced your parents to allow me to upgrade it for you."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen giggled and pushed off the desk, stepping closer to the shy teen. She ran her hand from Isaac’s shoulder down to his hand as she leaned in close to his ear. “You know. I might be persuaded even now. All you need to do is ask. Though, if you’re not ready… I’m no worse off. But I think a sweet, handsome chap like you ought to have at least had sex before they go off to college. Best part for you is that I’m patient. We start slow and let you work your way up to sinking that delicious cock in me. Judging from what I’ve seen already, I think it will be quite the ride.”

She took his hand and slid it beneath her blouse, pressing it against her lace bra. “So what do you say, my darling Isaac? Want to learn how to turn me on, then fuck me senseless?”

Isaac moaned, unbidden, and from deep in his belly. He moaned for his hand on Ms. Mayfaire’s bra, her hand on his, her breath on his skin, but what really got to him, what made his hips roll, what made his head spin, what made him throb so thickly in his pants that made precum seep out and soak into his boxers and even his pants, was her words.

He knew immediately he wasn’t ready for any of what she described–he wasn’t even ready for just this, but he knew he wanted it. Desperately.

Drunk on lust, intoxicated on her scent, Isaac nodded eagerly, jostling his glasses on his face, his eyelids fluttering behind them. “Y-y-yes, m-ma’am. I–!” He gasped as he involuntarily squeezed his hand over breast, feeling the lace-covered cup and the flesh of her breast giving beneath his grip. “I would like that very much, please.”

Were he any more rational he would have thought this was moving too fast, that he was unprepared, but right there, right then, with Ms. Mayfaire standing so close to him and with his hand up her blouse (what an erotic image!), Isaac couldn’t go fast enough. If that ended with him crashing into a wall and exploding? It would be worth it.

Elowen smirked at his enthusiastic response, knowing that he'd had almost no chance of denying her. She reached up and adjusted his glasses, then ran a gentle hand through his hair. "I look forward to it, my darling. But not today. I have to finish my work, so that I know you'll be safe here. Perhaps at your parent's party we can begin."

She could hardly believe what she was saying. While it was legal, it still felt wrong in some way to be chasing someone 10 years younger. But it also held a thrill, to know that what they were doing was almost illicit.

She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, then another on his lips. "Now. I have to get back to work. And you need to take care of your erection. Why don't you head on back to your room and masturbate? I'll send you some old photos of me for you to enjoy. Then, next Saturday we can begin with your education and exploration. I promise to wear something delicious just for you."

It was almost torture to send Isaac away. It had been some time since she had last had sex, even longer since her last male partner. And she was looking forward to this one.

She took his hand from her breast, bringing it to her lips. She pressed a kiss to the palm of his hand before turning him toward the door. El sighed as he left, picking up her phone and sending Isaac a few pictures of her from a lingerie shoot she had done before sitting down at the desk and trying to get back to her work.

It's Cold Outside || Elowen and Simon

@breannasewell

Elowen sighed as she snuggled in closer to Simon. She had been headed to her apartment from a job when the snow had gone from just a few flakes to a total whiteout. She had called Simon, since his place was between her and home. The real fun had begun once she got there and the power went out. Thankfully he had a fireplace which was lit when she had arrived still topped with snow. Now they were sitting in front of the flames, watching them dance as the wind howled outside. El looked up at Simon, a small smile pulling at her lips before she shifted to press a kiss to his. "Thank you for letting me stay here tonight, darling. I don't know if I could have made it home in this."

She smiled as she played with the hair on the back of his neck. "I think out here by the fire would be perfect. It's probably getting pretty cold in your room. Why don't we get it ready together? And then maybe just take it slow? We do have all night."

Elowen kissed Simon softly on the lips before moving to stand. She held her hand out to him once he stood, lacing her fingers with his as she walked back to the bedroom with him.

Brown-eyed Girl || Closed RP || quiet-fury

That was it! Elowen had had it with men! After five short term and failed relationships with them, she decided it was time to quit trying to date the opposite sex. She logged into her dating profile and changed her settings. She started looking through the women she was suggested near her. She stopped at the sight of a particular pair of brown eyes. She smiled as she typed out a message.

Hey there. I’m Elowen. I love your picture. I wondered if you’d be interested in getting to know each other. Hope to hear from you soon! Btw, I love your eyes.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. All that was left was to wait for a reply.

Abby wasted no time in picking up where she left off but this time let her body do the work her hands had been doing. She kissed her lover passionately as she began to feel her own orgasm building, slowing her pace as much as she dared to try and prolong the moment but when she could hold out no longer, she sped up and literally screamed her lover’s name throughout the room as she rode the waves of passion.

It didn't take long for Elowen to reach her own peak, crying out as her back arched and she covered her lover in her juices. She lay on the bed, her mind hazy from the intense pleasure. She whispered Abby's name, reaching out to pull the brunette in close and cuddle her. She lay quietly, her hands gently caressing the other's skin as both women recovered from their intense orgasms.

The Dark Tower/ Closed RP/ El & Xavier

The rain poured from the sky like an ocean as waves of wind cut through the air. The thunder shook the Earth as lightening threatened their every step. Xavier had to find shelter as quickly as possible or risk being struck down. On more than one occasion lightening had struck a tree right above him, covering him in a shower of sparks and splintered timber. As the flashes intensified, he caught sight of the one he was trying to get away from but it was too late, he had been spotted as well. There was no time to seek shelter now; no chance to flee. Those chances were gone forever for now was the time to fight or die.

Turning to look behind him, he caught sight of his attacker. He thought he had managed to outrun him but apparently that wasn’t going to happen. Running out of the park and into a blind alley he thought he could just disappear into the darkness but the alley was a dead end. He turned, frozen in fear as Nick continued to advance towards him.

“Don’t come any closer…” he shouted over the wind and thunder.

‘For God’s sake, don’t come any closer!’ He mumbled under his breath.

He woke back in his own apartment, covered in sweat but otherwise unharmed. He sat up in confusion and thought about what had woke him. It was the dream. The same one he’d been having every night for almost a week now and it was beginning to get the best of him. He had to get out. He had to find a way to get away from Nick before Nick came home in another drunken rage and killed him this time.

With trembling hands, he picked up his cell phone from the nightstand and began dialing. There was perhaps one person he still trusted enough to ask for help.

“El?” He sighed. “It—it’s Xavier. Look…I need to ask a favor…”

“El, I’m over the moon about it! This is the most wonderful thing…well, other than you, that’s ever happened to me! I never, ever thought I would have kids of my own! This is life in perfection!” He beamed.

“And there’s no one else on the face of the earth that I would want to be the mother of my children!” He hugged her again and kissed her temple. “We’re going to have a baby!” He whispered.

El let out the breath she had been holding. Her tears fell now out of relief rather than worry and fear. She covered her face with her hands, trying her best to stem the flow. "I was so scared. I wasn't sure how you would feel about becoming a father, especially so unexpectedly. This is just so shocking. I had been told I would likely struggle to get pregnant after all I had been through before."

She managed to wipe away her tears before looking up at Xavier, taking his hand and placing over their baby. "I love you, my darling. We're having a baby."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

His reaction to her touch didn’t go unnoticed. It was almost impossible to miss to her trained eye. She moved around to where he was standing and turned to lean against the desk, her back arching as she leaned back on her hands which caused her breasts to stand out prominently.

“I’m not sure those would work out well on a bedroom. How would you sneak in after curfew? Or even a secret lover? Surely a gentleman like you has had plenty of lovely ladies to seduce. I know that if I had met a young man like you when I was your age I would have easily fallen into his bed.” Her voice was warm and soft, trying to keep from startling Isaac. Elowen knew she was walking across a dangerous line that could easily ruin her, but she also had a suspicion that what she was saying wasn’t unwanted by the sweet and innocent young man before her. Her instincts told her that he had likely never been with anyone, which meant he could be easily molded.

“Unless you haven’t been brave enough to ask anyone yet. That would be such a shame. There aren’t enough gentlemen in this world anymore. I bet the girls would fall over each other to be with you if they knew.”

Because of the sound that came out of him, one would be forgiven for thinking something had broken inside of Isaac. He sounded as though he’d glitched, like the commands for laughter, giggling, moaning, and speaking were all executed at once and resulted in a garbled mess of belly-deep titters. He was blushing enough beneath Ms. Mayfaire’s words, but once he heard the sound he’d made, his blush went deeper still.

He gasped and shot up straight, trying to control himself, pushing his glasses up his nose. “F-forgive me, I… I…” He swallowed thickly, fighting to stay still. In his giddy embarrassment he remained oblivious to the way in which he bulged through his pants, a sight even more obvious now that he was standing straight on, right in her gaze.

“Your… your instinct is… is right. I… All of those things are true. I’ve… No one’s ever t-talked… talked to me like that. Let alone… someone like you…” His instinct was to avert his eyes, but his body wanted to keep looking at her, so the resultant action was a slow trail of his eyes down her figure… which only made him twitch in his pants.

Elowen giggled and pushed off the desk, stepping closer to the shy teen. She ran her hand from Isaac's shoulder down to his hand as she leaned in close to his ear. "You know. I might be persuaded even now. All you need to do is ask. Though, if you're not ready... I'm no worse off. But I think a sweet, handsome chap like you ought to have at least had sex before they go off to college. Best part for you is that I'm patient. We start slow and let you work your way up to sinking that delicious cock in me. Judging from what I've seen already, I think it will be quite the ride."

She took his hand and slid it beneath her blouse, pressing it against her lace bra. "So what do you say, my darling Isaac? Want to learn how to turn me on, then fuck me senseless?"

It's Cold Outside || Elowen and Simon

@breannasewell

Elowen sighed as she snuggled in closer to Simon. She had been headed to her apartment from a job when the snow had gone from just a few flakes to a total whiteout. She had called Simon, since his place was between her and home. The real fun had begun once she got there and the power went out. Thankfully he had a fireplace which was lit when she had arrived still topped with snow. Now they were sitting in front of the flames, watching them dance as the wind howled outside. El looked up at Simon, a small smile pulling at her lips before she shifted to press a kiss to his. "Thank you for letting me stay here tonight, darling. I don't know if I could have made it home in this."

He held her closer to him as he handed her a mug of hot cocoa. "I wouldn't have wanted you to go home in this. This storm isn't going to end for awhile. I want you to be as safe as possible. With you here, I know nothing bad could happen to you." He smiled to her a bit as he looked tobthe flames in his fireplace. I just hope that the power comes back on soon enough. I know I have gas appliances, but still."

El hummed as she sipped the hot chocolate, pulling the blanket they were cuddled under a bit higher. "Well, at least you have the fireplace. It could be so much worse without it. And I'm sure they'll work on restoring power as soon as they can. Until then, at least we're together, we're warm and we won't starve. Which is more than I could have said if I had gone home."

She turned and kissed Simon softly, savoring the taste of his lips before she settled back in to cuddle against him. El was grateful for his patience with her, knowing how strange it was to have been together this long and not had sex yet. It had been weighing on her mind a bit the last few days and the more she thought about it, the more she thought she might finally be ready. She moved to set down her mug of cocoa, then moved to straddle his lap.

"I'm really quite glad that I ended up here tonight. I have been doing some thinking the last few days. You have been so patient with me and understanding that I wasn't ready to have sex yet. But I want you to know that I'm ready now. So, whenever you are, I would be happy to finally be yours in every way."

welcomelust-archive-deactivated

elowenrp:

Elowen giggled and smiled warmly at him, motioning for him to come closer.

“Please, Isaac. It’s just Elowen. You calling me Ms. Mayfaire makes me feel as if I have suddenly become ancient. I can show you what the changes to the security will look like. If that would be something that would interest you.” She stepped to the side, making room for him next to her at the desk. She pulled out a floor plan map and laid it out. She talked him through all of the new features, as well as the new personnel for large parties. Her hand rested on his lower back as she spoke, pointing out the new camera locations and what they covered.

“I hope seeing this all can help put your mind at ease. Someone so young shouldn’t have to worry so much. Especially with your parents’ large party coming up.” She gently adjusted his glasses for him and tucked an errant lock of hair behind his ear. She found his shyness and nervousness so endearing. At the same time, she also found his meekness a turn on. He had so much potential lurking beneath the surface, of that she was sure.

Isaac inhaled sharply, grateful he managed to swallow the gasp down to that–even if it was still noticeable. He trembled, too, beneath Ms. Mayfaire’s touch, beneath her attention.

Under the guise of getting a closer, total look at the map, he pulled away from her, but he was sure it was obvious. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be touched: he quite liked it, in fact–he had just never been touched in such a way. The touch was warm, affectionate, and Isaac had never known such a thing. He’d known kindness, sure, in small doses, from professors, and servers, but never from anyone he truly knew–and especially not his parents.

Add to that that he found Ms. Mayfaire quite attractive, and it was all just too much.

He thought he was safe, standing once again on the opposite side of her desk but, unbeknownst to and unfortunate for him, just how much he enjoyed her touch was on display, hovering just over the surface of her desk, bulging through his pants. “This is quite–” He swallowed thickly before fidgeting with his glasses, his eyes doing their best to absorb the information before him despite his brain’s protest to think more about how good she smelled. “–Impressive. Quite thorough.

“It is much appreciated, Ms–” He choked on the word, remembering her invitation to call her by her first name. “Elowen.” He blushed to hear the word pass from his lips. It sounded much too much like the name of an elf from Rivendell, and to look at her, despite the deep red of her hair (which was unusual for elven kind), it was all too easy for Isaac to imagine her in a flowing robes, with a warm glow behind her–or from within.

It was a romantic thought, to be sure, but also one he felt… all over. “M-m-maybe… Maybe you could redesign m-my room. Put a keypad and retinal scan on my front door.” He snorted, making it clearly a joke… though the idea was appealing.

His reaction to her touch didn't go unnoticed. It was almost impossible to miss to her trained eye. She moved around to where he was standing and turned to lean against the desk, her back arching as she leaned back on her hands which caused her breasts to stand out prominently.

"I'm not sure those would work out well on a bedroom. How would you sneak in after curfew? Or even a secret lover? Surely a gentleman like you has had plenty of lovely ladies to seduce. I know that if I had met a young man like you when I was your age I would have easily fallen into his bed." Her voice was warm and soft, trying to keep from startling Isaac. Elowen knew she was walking across a dangerous line that could easily ruin her, but she also had a suspicion that what she was saying wasn't unwanted by the sweet and innocent young man before her. Her instincts told her that he had likely never been with anyone, which meant he could be easily molded.

"Unless you haven't been brave enough to ask anyone yet. That would be such a shame. There aren't enough gentlemen in this world anymore. I bet the girls would fall over each other to be with you if they knew."

amazingyoungwomen

#Amanda Righetti #elowen #faceclaim #elowen faceclaim #elowen face claim

Courage Is Found In Unlikely Places @elowenrp - Tumblr Blog | Tumgag