Good Girl Faith

Gaia Frosini|| 20|| Human||Unclaimed Slave "I’m sorry, I think you have forgotten your manners. You must have lost it in the same place I dropped the last fuck I had to give." Claimed by Lochlan O'Conner {rp blog}

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[elena-ligonier]

If that’s all you want, then leave me.

[gaia-fosini]

As you wish, sir.

[elena-ligonier]

Being worth anything to some bitch holds literally no merit. 

[gaia-fosini]

Oh no, he called me a worthless bitch. Well there goes my self-worth. You have a nice day, sir. And watch out for witches, I hear they can control you now.

[gaia-fosini]

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You look like someone who grew up here.

[lovethemodel-s]

[elena-ligonier]

Surprisingly…you were even more dull than I thought. Conversation not your strong suit?

[gaia-fosini]

On the contrary, I give excellent conversation provided I think the person making the attempt is actually worth my time and attention.

[lochlan-oconnor]

Feeling the subtle bump against his side, Lochlan instinctively glanced down to see the blonde grinning up at him, eyes alight with fiery lust. Lithe form all but quivering with need, and still she managed to make him chuckle. “You say the nicest things,” he replied with a shake of his head and a smile on his lip, in spite of the situation. He could smell it on her, the desire, but he didn’t act on it the way he usually would. Hell, had she smelled like this on any other day, he would’ve had her up against the wall already, his dick drilling her. But there would be time for that another time. Right now, he really needed to keep it together. Stay cool. No interruptions.

Though, if he had to be honest, on this one he had to ask himself what the King’s motives were. Yes, he was old and immune to all magic, but he had almost no control of his sexual urges. He wanted something, he took it. He didn’t often hold back the way he had to today. Abstinence. No fucking the slaves, though… he’d noticed a few of his employees in the throngs of naked bodies, going at it. He sighed, reaching out to grab Gaia’s hair. Yanking it back, he pulled her in, before looking down into her eyes. “You ought to be careful with that.”

[gaia-fosini]

A lazy smile graced her face, blonde hair cascading in shiny waves over her shoulder. “I live my life to please, or so they tell me.” The bitterness usually buried in words of that nature are surprisingly absent, the fire running through her veins making that statement true for the first time. She did want to please him and be pleased in return, sate the war waging between her quivering thighs. Gaia’d always harbored an attraction for the warden, his handsome face and chiseled frame made it hard not to be attracted to him. “How about another polite expression to add to your bag of treats? You look nice today.”

Strong fingers tangled in her locks and her back arched in response. “Careful? When am I ever not careful, sir?” Her fingers “accidentally” grazed the growing bulge hidden beneath his costume; her other hand reached back to join his in her hair. She wanted him to fuck her, amongst the gaggle on the floor, against a wall, it didn’t matter. Her skin ached with the need to be touched, but Gaia still had some wits about her, no matter how fogged with lust her mind had become and she refused to beg him. No matter how her lips twitched to form the words.

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

Everything about Gaia tugged at Michael’s senses. He wanted to bury his face in her hair and his cock in her cunt. But he’d made a promise, and while he usually wasn’t all that great about keeping them, the one he’d made to the slave was one he truly wanted to go through with. The discoloration on her skin where his hands were only made his resolve harden. “I care.” Michael released her arms, taking a step back. “I’m not breaking my promise.” He knew he couldn’t stop her from fucking others, or others from fucking her, but he didn’t have to be a part of it. Giving her one last look, the wolf turned and quickly moved away from her.

[gaia-fosini]

Gaia rolled her eyes; irritation etched clearly on her every feature, “How noble of you, Michael.” Appreciative. She should feel appreciative, a voice whispered somewhere in the back of her lust fogged mind. Funny, really, how her standards of chivalry had been reduced being thankful to those who wouldn’t rape her or spit in her food before serving it to her. She stayed silent as Michael walked away, but he was soon forgotten when another slave reached out for her.

[aspen-steele]

Aspen tilted her head, allowing her friend to have free roam of her hair and neck as she pleases. "I just," the brunette started, but Gaia's breath made her shiver; the ache in her stomach growing tighter.

The thought she had before was nearly lost now. Now that she was in the arms of beloved friend, the time seemed to have stopped just for them. It was a struggle of itself to keep her eyes open, but she managed, allowing the lashes to flutter while her thoughts jumbled. "I just didn't want them t--" she trailed again while her fingers explored the skin on the small of the blondes back.

"--I didn't want them to get you," she murmured out in the midst of touching the other girl. She felt so good, as if the were one. Chills continued to rise on her skin and she managed to say, "I'm glad you missed me."

[gaia-fosini]

Her tongue glided along the other girl’s skin —she tasted of salt and something sweet that Gaia couldn’t put her finger on — nipping at her here and there, living tiny little imprints of her teeth behind, a reminder for when the effects of the potion wore off. Tiny little bursts of electricity danced along her back as Aspen’s fingers moved along the skin there. Magic, it had to have been the magic. Gaia had only a passing interest in girl’s normally, but tonight it was as if a new part of her had been opened entirely. One that she never knew existed. She couldn’t get enough of soft skin and curves that seemed to melt into her own.

Gaia’s hands traveled up the flat expanse of Aspen’s stomach, moving until her fingers slipped beneath the edge of her costume. Hardened buds, surprisingly cool given the amount of heat between the two of them, pressed into flesh of her palm. None of her movements were harried, as if the girl was merely content in exploring the body of her one and only friend. The deep seated ache at the apex hidden between her thighs began to throb from neglect. And the lower Aspen’s hands explored down her spine, the more Gaia’s back arched into her. Silently begging the brunette keep following the path along the curve of her ass to the treasure that lay just beyond it.

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

"That’s not true," he told her desperately, not letting her go. "It isn’t." His grip tightened momentarily, but he relaxed it, not wanting to hurt her. "This isn’t willing." Michael looked upward, blowing out a huff of breath. "I told you I wasn’t going to touch you and I’m not going to."

[gaia-fosini]

Her eyes widened at his admission, the look in her eyes equal parts surprised and annoyed. There may have been a flash of gratitude in their icy depths as well. But if there was, it went as fast as it came. She gasped at the tightening in his hands, lucid enough to wonder if he realized just how hard he’d squeezed her. There were bound to be five perfectly finger shaped bruises on her arms to match the other mottle of black and purple dotting the flesh on her arms. The poor girl had grabbed and snatched so many times, she’d started to lose track. The potion in her veins made it hard for her to care all that much at the moment. “You’re touching me now, Michael,” she purred, batting fluffy white lashes at him. “I don’t care if you break your promise.” Truthfully, it would be him or someone else.

[gaia-fosini]

If they're going to give us this potion...

[hunted-liam-deactivated20150403]

Fucking tell me about it.

[gaia-fosini]

I just did.

[gaia-fosini]

If they're going to give us this potion...

[phoenix--breyer]

[It really was more entertaining than anything for Phoenix, watching the way the potion had slaves whoring themselves out so desperately. Though, she supposed for most it was an excuse to be whores rather than the true impact, to an extent.] I’m afraid I’ll have to pass on that. Phoenix Breyer is content with not being doped to hell. Watching is more my thing anyway. Now do you want that knot undone or have you resigned to…whatever the fuck you’re supposed to be?

[gaia-fosini]

Well Phoenix Breyer ruins the blonde stereotype...unless she is a bottle blonde. Then the world would finally begin to make sense. [She flashed another smile before settling her head in the crook of Phoenix's shoulder, content with their proximity for the moment.] I had wings at some point, some I'm guessing a slutty fairy. As if their was any another kind.

[gaia-fosini]

If they're going to give us this potion...

[mercy-phillips-deactivated20170]

[Catching Gaia by the hip, she slips her hands to the back, fingers locating the zipper.] I can help you with that. Happily, even.

[gaia-fosini]

[Gaia yelped at the unexpected contact. The girl's touch alone almost forcing a moan from her mouth.] I'm sure there are a lot of things you could help me with, undressing myself being the least of them.

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

Michael groaned, momentarily allowing Gaia to do as she wished. “Dammit,” he growled, using his extra strength to grip her biceps and hold her at arms length. “Not gonna happen. Nope.”

[gaia-fosini]

A whine escaped passed her kiss swollen lips as he pushed her way. Her body burned with a need so strong that it physically pained her. Another painful truth, one that she would never admit out loud, was that it'd actually hurt her feelings when he pushed her away. "I suppose I'm only attractive to you when I'm unwilling," she pouted.

[gaia-fosini]

If they're going to give us this potion...

[theunbreakableslave-deactivated]

I think they like to see us struggle. But yours fits you in all the right ways.

[gaia-fosini]

Funny, I'd think they'd want something easier to remove. A few of them lack the amount of brain power needed to mess with my words much less my wardrobe.

[gaia-fosini]

If they're going to give us this potion...

[aspen-steele]

-Every touch o Gaia’s hands made made the itching desire to be touched bubble further in the pit of her stomach. The way her hands stroked her skin, sliding smoothly on her thighs made Aspen want the toss her head back and beg for more, but she could manage that desire. 

Her own hands trailed down Gaia’s arms, using the tips of her nails on the blonde’s skin- I missed you.

[gaia-fosini]

You just saw me yesterday, Jessie Alden. ~The flowery scent of the brunette's thick locks drew her in to bury her nose, surrounding herself in the smell. It was a pleasant change to the musk and sex that permeated the air around them. Or, in other words, the smell of ball sweat, which always reminded Gaia unpleasantly of onions and salad. 

The tip of her nose grazed the tender flesh hiding beneath and her tongue darted out to taste it. Aspen tasted of salt and soap.~ I suppose I missed you too.

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