and loving every minute of it

independent oc role play blog. trigger warnings for violence, blood, gore, and mentions of sexual abuse on occasions. i will try to tag these, but as i am forgetful i can't make promises.I in no way claim to be andy biersack.

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This had to be the more human side of him showing through. All he wanted to do was kiss her, touch her, be close to her; to hold her against him and enjoy the feeling of her tiny body in his arms. The longer this went on the less opposed to the idea of sex than he had been before, finding his experience so far to be unexpectedly pleasing. Equally unexpected was how soft her skin was...

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Her soft profession went unheard, his focus being locked on his battle with her bra. He'd heard her laugh, though, and he soon discovered that Alile's laughter was of the infectious variety. "Shush. Shh." Johnny said while trying to smother his own giggles, holding a finger up to her lips. "Shh."

A triumphant smirk tugged at his lips when he finally succeeded in removing the unholy undergarment, looking very proud of himself as he tossed the cursed thing across the room. Though enjoyment of his victory was short lived. When the sight of her below him really began to sink in, he went very quiet, staring down at her with an awed expression.

He never failed to recognize how beautiful she was. To him, she was like a work of art. For every perfection there was a wonderfully chaotic flaw to contrast it. The chaos that surrounded every aspect of the mousey little girl  was the very thing that attracted him to her. He knew she was gorgeous, in more than just her aesthetic appeal.

But this moment made him feel as if he'd never appreciated it before. The way she was looking at him didn't help, either. Her eyes, as wonderfully chaotic as everything else, held his pale gaze in a vice. He swallowed hard, trying to pass a lump in his throat that wasn't there, as an increasingly dark blush crept up his cheeks.

A single glance had left him feeling humbled.

"Oh fucking hell..." he murmured breathlessly, not taking his eyes off her for the longest time. Eventually, he managed to pull himself out of the trance she had locked him in, even if only slightly, and leaned in to press his lips to her collarbone gently.

"I love you..."

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He let out a heavy sigh as she pulled him down, trying his best to follow along without any noticeable hesitation. No matter how much he wanted to please her, how much he wanted her to know that he did want her, he still had to fight himself internally, and reassure himself that he would be fine no matter how inexperienced he was.

After a moment of slowly and gently caressing her skin with his fingers, he reached around behind her back, cursing to himself as he fumbled to unhook her bra.

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you're too much of a pussy to get intimate with a girl

I'm not a lesbian.

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like you'd have the balls to fuck her

I believe you're thinking of the wrong anatomy bit there... And I do have the necessary requirements thank you.

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you don't even touch her anyways. she's probably restless.

Oh you poor ignorant thing. For you to be unaware of the wanton acts that have gone on behind closed doors must make you feel as if your life is lacking.

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i could take her off your hands

Or I could take your hands off...

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she doesn't know how to be loyal to a partner

Oh, no. Of course not. 

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she won't stay with you

So you say.

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you're dating a whore. i wouldn't be surprised if she's been knocked up before. she probably killed the kid.

I still fail to see your point.

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well let's be honest, she's fucked twice her age's worth of guys twice her age in a week.

And that matters how?

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who said it had anything to do with you?

Let me put it as simply as I can;

You're talking shit about my girlfriend and it's pissing me off. You've made it about me.

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consider her personality. she's never had a relationship before, has she? why make an exception for you.

Consider this; from the moment you've arrived you've been fixiated on the dynamics in my relationship with Alile, on something that is no concern of yours. Previously, you were pressing the thought of whether or not I would kill her. Now you're pushing the thought that she's cheating on me.

You are intentionally trying to provoke me, though to do what and why I'm unsure of. The only problem with your little game here is that it's working.

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She's probably still slutting around you know.

I've no reason to believe you.

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"I don't think so," he answered in an almost sleepy tone, "Scars can be the most beautiful thing on your body..."

He sat up a little, pulling his shirt up over his head and tossing it aside limply, revealing several scars scattered across his own skin. "Besides, who am I to judge?" he asked as he leaned in to kiss her.

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He giggled into the kiss when she squeaked, pushing his hands up her shirt a little further. "Mousey mouse..~" he murmured in a teasing voice, "Squeak squeak squeak."

Curious to see what she would do in response, he pulled away from her slightly, tugging at her shirt in an attempt to pull it off her. His smile faltered slightly upon seeing the scars that were spread across her skin, feeling a faint pain in his chest. She was too good to have these...

Without a sound he leaned down to press his lips to her skin, brushing over every scare lightly.

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Alile made a slight noise as his lips made contact with the sensitive skin on her neck, tilting her head back away from him a little to give him more access. Everything felt foreign and different in the most pleasant of ways, in spite of her experience. It was almost difficult to believe that after so long of just wishing and fantasizing, it was actually Johnny touching her like this.