[ noah centineo, queer, trans male + he/him/his, flower swarming ] Eric Samuels is a lawful neutral agent of pandora selected for their unique skill in there interrogation attempts, along with their combat experience while in the field, notably his tracking of former KGB forces. and underwent the top-secret mutation process. to the rest of the world, the twenty-eight year old originally from truth or consequences, new mexico. is deceased or missing. however, in atlantis, they are now known as velvet of envy after developing the ability to power to separate and disperse into a swarm of plants, more notably into a swarm of red rose petals the agent has been with pandora for five years and is trusted for being direct & dependable, but once reprimanded for being aloof & impersonal. | ian, 28, he/they, pst + n/a.
\ \BACKGROUND PROFILE
name: Eric Samuels
dob: [ redacted ]
age: twenty-eight
birthplace: Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
tenure: 9 years.
division: vice - envy
distinction: hardass with a nice ass
codename: velvet
\ \PHYSICAL PROFILE
height: 6'2
weight: 175 lbs.
body type: bulky wrestler build
distinctive marks: wears a pair of distinct red velvet gloves.
\ \SKILL PROFILE
division training in : intimidation and marksmanship.
expertise in : tactical foresight.
proficiency in : close combat mastery. perception. insight. persuasion. battlefield endurance.
substandard : cryptograms & codebreaking. brute force.
\ \ NAUGHTY SECTION GOES HERE.
sexual orientation: homosexual.
romantic orientation: homoromantic.
sexual position: verse.
sexual temperament: switch.
size: n/a
kinks: TBD
anti-kinks: Vore, Gore, & Toilet Play.
\ \METAHUMAN PROFILEpowers: flower scattering/ swarming, The power to separate and disperse into a swarm of plants.
manifestation/aspects: reports mention Samuels' being able to turn into a flurry of red rose petals. The petals can hover slightly and move to the location Eric wishes to be at before collecting to reform himself again. At times, Eric can split parts of the flurry apart to get around obstacles. The petals can also take on a razor sharpness, further aiding in Eric's missions.
weaknesses/limitations: Before Eric can return as a person, all parts of his swarm must be united in a singular area. Concentration is also needed when he uses his ability to scatter off. Injuries and mental duress from another person's powers or weapons can stunt Eric's attempts to scatter.
Maybe he'd teased the kid enough now to put him out of his misery. Withdrawing his thumb from the other's hole, Barney watches Velvet mildly gapes upon exit, causing his cock to twitch in excitement. Fuck, he really needed this.
When he finally slides inside Velvet's, well, velvety hole, Barney swallows a groan, steadying himself as his hips thrust forward, his long inches rapidly disappearing by the second. "Fuck, kid, tight—"
Smooth, sleek, and wanting, Eric releases a heavy breath as he sheaths the older man inside of himself. His shaking body pushes back into Barney's thrusts, hips meeting hips. Swallowing his own drooling excitement as Eric feels the head of Barney's cock press against his tight walls. Snug, and with each brush inside of him, sensitive.
Eric hadn't thought of himself as a sensitive sort, always brash and curt. Ready to finish whatever task was ahead of him. Now that the fighting is done, however, he could relax, he could have some fun. "M-More.. please.."
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izik usually wasn't so damn forward about his carnal desires but after being locked up for two years, he was tired of taking care of his own damn self and there was so many options that he was a kid in a candy store.
after his incredible rendition of what's your fantasy by ludacris, a flirty little chance encounter had him sneaking his way into the bathroom to meet one of the other agents who seemed down bad to act like they were teenagers again and fuck in a bathroom stall.
he let eric go first, adrenaline already pumping as izik waited a couple of minutes before he noticed an open stall next to one that he figured the man was in. izik hadn't been much of a bathroom play kind of dude but he couldn't help but indulge by entering and seeing the man's foot tap and the fingertips against the edge of the stall.
" then why don't you get the fuck over here so i can fill you up. " unafraid of claiming what he wanted, the man left his door open as he began to unbuckle his belt and fish his cock out from the slit within his boxerbriefs. a thick, cut member snaked out already semi-hard as izik shook himself at the base feeling the soft flesh still firming itself up.
"So bossy. I'm beginning to think I might have a type for bossy men… Not sure how to feel about that." Eric begins to say mindlessly. Peeking through the door of his stall, Eric checks to see if any additional people were watching them. With no one in direct sight, the envy agent makes his way towards the neighboring stall, his pulse already racing. While he sex in public places wasn't new to him, a quickie while on company time seemed to be very exciting for the younger agent. His libido was often taken care of by his roommate, but lately, Eric's been curious of other agents around Pandora.
Making his way into Izik's stall, Eric's eyes narrowed in towards the man's thick and lengthy cock. Swallowing dryly, Eric turned behind himself to close and lock the stall door, an excited exhale leaving his smile as he took in the view of Izik's length. Biting his lip, Eric gives an impressed nod at the man's member, giving him a thumbs up before winking and lowering himself on his knees for the fellow agent. It wasn't the most behaved the envy agent had been, then again, Eric did have a couple of drinks after his failed attempt at karaoke. His finger tips brush themselves across the prominent bottom vein of Izik's cock, enjoying the phallus' velvety texture before wrapping his fingers around its girth.
"He's very pretty." Eric teases slightly, continuing his strokes in a slow pace before pressing his lips onto Izik's cockhead, placing a playful kiss to his tip before bringing him into his mouth.
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location: karaoke bar
As much as Eric wanted to gel with the soulful voice and impactful lyrics of Bette Midler, it appeared he just didn't have the vocal discipline to tackle such a powerhouse soft rock classic. Deciding to take his oral training seriously, Eric headed towards the one place he was sure would get a large and hefty amount of vocal workout. Swinging the restroom door open, Eric casually made his way towards an empty stall. His eyes picking up on the familiar shoes in the stall besides him.. The envy agent decides to sit on the toilet seat, his foot tapping in three quick successive taps. One of the more secretive codes known to the men of the men's restroom.
It was a good thing Eric was highly skilled code breaking, he'd only hoped the man in the other stall would indulge him, especially after such a harsh setback to Eric's singing career. Moving a bit closer to the neighboring stall, Eric lightly knocks at the flimsy plastic in between them. "I'm here for my vocal training." He teases in a low whisper as his hand slowly drags down to the open gap below, fingers teasing along the edge, hoping the envy agent was getting to correct man's attention.
It was kinda hot, seeing the younger man whine and beg for Barney to fuck him. It definitely made him feel good to know he could still have that effect on a guy, especially after such a long dry period for himself sexually. Like a decade of pent-up frustration needed release. Worse places to do it than here.
Pulling his thumb out, he positions himself ready, sliding his long, thick cock between Velvet's luscious ass cheeks, creating friction between them. "You sure? You don't sound sure—" Barney teases, his cock oozing pre-cum over that perfect ass.
"Fuck.." Eric breathes shakily, his thighs beginning to quiver again with need as he feel Barney's thumb pull out of his hole. Eric didn't realize he would be this sensitive while on vacation. Better to find out now then during a mission, he couldn't imagine the chaos that would probably ensue. A secret agent taken down from his over sensitive cunt giving him away. He would never live it down. Eric didn't seem like he was letting this down either, feeling the warmth of Barney's length pass his entrance. He whimpers against the bed sheets, hips pushing themselves pleading, "I'm sure, please~. I want to feel you inside me."
Barney was a simple man. He liked the sound of a whimpering, whining young thing like Velvet beneath him. It meant they were experiencing pleasure, which therefore meant he was good at sex, and he took that very seriously. He did every job efficiently, even in the bedroom.
"Yeah? You want this big man to take you?" Barney says, mildly taunting the other, pressing firmly into Velvet's taut rim with his thumb. "Tell him how badly. Maybe he'll give it to you—"
"So bad.." Velvet felt as if he could just purr from how good the fellow agent felt against his hole. His hip pushed themselves eagerly against the steady thumb teasing at his entrance. He begins to swivel his hips from side to side, attempting to get any additional sensation from Barney's fingers. "Please… Pretty.. Pretty please.."
"Please take it… Take me…" Eric begins to mewl against the bed sheets, his hips settle themselves in front of the older man, arcing perfectly in anticipation. "I-I'll be good, I promise…"
𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 ▪ * monsoon. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗽. ❝ I'm fine, really. ❞ monsoon tries to assure as their light head wound is tended to: it may sting a bit but it really was nothing in comparison to what some of their other teammates had braced for, particularly nightshade and theseus, the most injured of the fray. perhaps pulse and harbinger's bodies could have been tended to … if their bodies remained. but they didn't: like dust, all that remained of them was gone. ❝ I … it's just a bit disheartening to see what happened to pulse. I literally fought beside him and … ❞ now it was as if he had never existed. this agency was against attachment, and monsoon could understand it: imagine if they had been in love with the deceased agent ? how impulsive would that make them … how risky and otherwise dangerous to the agency ? but even though sentimental attachment was forbidden, that didn't mean respect couldn't be shown for aleki, hence why they garnered their gear before leaving. what remained of him should be honored as much as his sacrifice.
looking up to see another agent, monsoon wasn't sure if they were in one of the other skirmishes, as there were still oncoming reports of what was going on in different sectors of the village. while their sector had came back with their objective completed, everyone else was still in limbo until reported otherwise. ❝ have you heard anything else ? any more casualties ? ❞ as good as it would be for the deaths that happened in the caves to be the only ones, if the threats were similar, there would be more.
Eric had returned to the camp in a fugue state, hardly remembering how he'd managed to return to the camp walking, much less how they'd managed to escape the factory without getting singed. The last thing he remembered was scattering himself to get himself out before the the explosion reached them. Himself and -- « crack! »
The bon fire Eric sat himself in front of pulled him away from his thoughts for only a moment. His large doe eyes followed along with an ember, following its dance. Watching the faint glow of it fade as the heat of the pyre flies it away from the blaze, lifting it above its source of being until the ember cooled and dulled, and sank. It lands on top of the soft piles ash surrounding the warmth of the blaze. Feeling a knot forming against the pit of his throat, Eric swallows. He doesn't turn his head to watch the fellow agent approach him, Eric gives a simple nod of his head and a solemn, "Yep…"
"Yep…" Eric managed to repeat. The blood across his face was cleaned off, but he could still feel the weight of it, his weight, the weight of -- « crack! »
His attention grabbed once more by a new ember floating above the bon fire. Holding his knees closer to himself as he sat, Eric answers Monsoon's question in a low and quiet voice. "Ouroboros... Didn't make it..."
Well, Barney certainly felt freer in the Philippines than he did back at Pandora HQ, despite him only really being with the team for a weeks now. Maybe the warm, sunny weather and seeing everybody in various states of undresses loosened him up... kinda like how he was loosening up Velvet right now.
"Fuck, you're tight—" he says, his voice muffled by the younger man's giant ass against his face. "You sure you're not a virgin, kid...?"
"I… Aah! I.. I could be.." Eric shakily says aloud, his thighs practically were shaking from Barney's tongue. As anti-social and as distant as Velvet liked to be compared to his fellow agents, he couldn't seem to say no to a bit of bonding with the other agents, especially when it involved matters of the corporeal form. The pout on his lips, pink and lush empties itself of coos and whines as Eric felt the other agent's tongue against his entrance. "You want it, it's yours to take, big man-- Aah!" He buries his face into the bed sheets as he feels another pleasurable swipe of Exxo's tongue.
Cayden had gone out with another group of agents to go out bar hopping on the vacation they were sent on, he had been thrilled hen he was invited, he often times felt on the outside of things because well- he wasn't very graceful when it came to social situations. He was sure some of the other agents thought he was odd, he was almost al ways high or coming off of a high anyway.
He had spent far too long trying to decide what to wear, how to do his hair, what cologne to use. He wanted to be as appealing as possible to have as much fun as he could. Opting finally for a matching set of natural colored linen shorts, and a button down shirt that matched. His long thick curls were freshly washed and styled, worn loose, falling around his shoulders in decadently soft bouncy loops. The scent was a woody, citrusy kind of smell.
They were already two bars in and he was nursing a melting glass of ice that had once held a drink, his cheeks flushed happily as he made his way to the side of the bar to breathe after dancing. He was having so much fun. He leaned back against the wall taking a breath.
"Thanks for inviting me. I'm having a great time."
"Oh, yeah, no problem," Eric lifts his head slightly, nodding a greeting in Cayden's direction. He brings his arm around the other agent's shoulders, unintentionally bringing Cayden closer. "Don't mention it. I've actually been meaning to hang out with you for a while. It's part of my vacation homework this Temperance agent has me doing."
"They're… Uh, they're really emboldening these Temperance types to make me uncomfortable, huh?" The Envy agent manages to overshare, the slurred speech leaving Velvet's lips as he downs another drink. Eric's longstanding streak of going a full "company" vacation not being interacted with had finally come to a close. Since hauling off the dead body within his rose petals in Czernabog, Eric has had… a bit of a trouble processing.
One convo with the nearest Temperance agent later and he's given chores to do with the fellow vacation goers. Number one on that list: hangout with an agent they'd notice if they'd disappear. The exact wording was lost to him as Eric himself was lost to the drink. Slamming another drink onto the bar counter, Velvet brings Toxin closer, his nose just barley brushing itself against his neck, the citrus and woodsy aroma leading the envy agent to close the gap to nuzzle into the stretch of skin. "You smell really good, my dude…" Eric hums.
If you had to ask Rafael, he thought that this? It was complete and utter bullshit. Why the hell did they get sent off on a vacation trip just when things were getting good, just when he was finally allowed to let the beast out and indulge in the bloodlust? It was stupid, beyond stupid, but he knew that at the very least, he could partake in indulging the other kind of lust. And if there was one thing that he knew? It was that his roommate was a little slut for his cock and he'd have no problem getting his dick wet with his live-in cock whore.
"Velvet!" he called out as he entered the cabana they were sharing, the bulge in his board shorts evident as he followed his nose to where he saw his roommate. "On your knees, now. You know how I want you to greet me whenever I enter our room, that shit doesn't change now that we're on vacation."
Eric could feel that stupid grin on his own face as he heard the other man enter their suite. It was astounding how much this man had an affect on Velvet. Normally the kind of guy to over compensate due to his situational power, a guy like Eric was surprised he had gotten along so well with the wrath agent. Getting up from his bed, Eric made his way the the suite's front door, his doe eyes twinkly as he's met with the sight of the man and his impressive height, and even more impressive bulge. Kneeling before Fenrir, Eric's furrowed brows and pink pouting lips meet the wrath agent's cock at eye level. Without being instructed to, Eric brings his hand towards the hefty bulge covered by the board shorts, the nylon material outlining the length and girth of Rafael's cock perfectly.
There was always that line in the code of conduct of the agent handbook, quoted to hell and back whenever someone so much as breathes on another agent. Though would this be considered an attachment? The cock that Eric was palming over Fenrir's board shorts was certainly attached to the wrath agent's body, but was there ever anything beyond that? Before Eric decided to ask the nylon covered cock 'what are we?', Eric's hand traveled down. It runs across the wrath agent's toned thighs before traveling back up, traveling inside of Fenrir's board shorts. Fishing out Fenrir's cock from the mesh liner, Eric licks his lips, peering up at Rafael before taking the thick length of his roommate into his craving mouth.
Personally, Li Mei didn't mind the propeller hat. He was silently amused more than anything. He's never actually seen one of these things in person. They were as silly and goofy as he imagined they were. And, yes he admits…They were quite horrid to look at. Still, there was something almost charming about a whole event of people wearing the ugly and weird looking hat. Something almost…Normal? Would me and my parents do stuff like this had things been different? Li couldn't help but to wonder to himself quietly.
Li's lips tilted up in a hint of a smile as a ghost of a laugh left his lips. “We should see if our engineers can look into contacts that also act as non-noticeable sunglasses," Li suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. He stretched his body idly as he let out a sigh, a small wince escaping his features as his arm brushed against the rather hot table.
“Normally I don't like breaking the rules…” Li liked to be as buy the book as possible. But right now? That tent was seeming awfully tempting. It would be nice to have some place to relax and chill out after being in this unforgiving heat for so long.
"Nothing screams inconspicuous like someone's eyes being swallowed black in direct sunlight." Eric attempts to joke, the languid and exhausting nature of the surrounding heat thwarting his attempt at sarcasm. He readjusts in his seat, not wanting to have permanent burn marks on both of his cheeks. Upon hearing the fellow agent wince, Eric takes advantage of their situation. "There, you see. You just got hurt. Protocol dictates we should exercise the best recourse of action. I vote getting out of this heat." Eric offers with a smile, his smile lacking much to offer and his eyes fluttering as they catch sweat within them once again. "Fuck..!"
As he rubbed his eye, the envy agent couldn't help but pick up a certain jingle of a nearby ride. "Welcome to the Tunnel of Love Game! Our first rule is this; always keep your hands and hearts inside the cart at all times."
After saving his eye from being salted over, Eric looks over to the direction where he heard the cheerful announcement. Spotting a pair of pink sirens from which the voice was coming from, Eric managed to spot their origin. A water ride! Though vaguely love themed, Eric was convinced this could be a good way to beat the heat. Trying to follow the track of the ride from a far, however, the lazy river of a ride could be seen entering the white tent as the tracks seem to rise in escalation. An odd design choice, add a wet and messy stop on the inside of a tent, but Velvet wasn't going to complain about a loop hole just yet.
"Hey." He taps Li's foot with his own, jerking his head in the general direction of the Tunnel of Love Game ride, the propeller on the hat whirling as a result. "Want to see me get wet." He winks playfully. "'S better than watching me sweat to death."
