The Robber

Fillan McCarthy was a thief who, just like his older sister Gillian, learned the ways of the streets in order to survive. Unlike his sister, Fillan chose to steal for a living, while his sister became a seductress. ___________________________________________ ((AC!T affiliated roleplay blog))

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[romanthief-blog]

@Fillan~

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One hand moved over his shoulders and up into his hair, tugging at it as she broke the kiss for a second. “Such wonderful sounds you are making~” she said with a wide smiled before kissing him again. Her body pressed against his now. She couldn’t help but wonder just how aroused she had been able to make him.

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At the sound of his name, he moved to hide his face in her neck, still stroking his thumb over her soft mouth, as his teeth caught his lower lip to stifle a quiet moan. The fact that they were doing this in public fuelled the fire of his arousal, instead of diminishing it. When she fumbled to untie his trousers and grasp his erection he started a little in surprise, turning his head to mouth lazily at her throat. When she threatened to walk away and leave him all hot and bothered, he almost growled, "Don't you dare," against her skin, holding her tightly against him. 

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when you take hours to reply and then 5 minutes later they reply right back

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littlewolfmccarthy has entered the hunting grounds

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Frowning and pausing as he placed a serrated knife at the bone to begin sawing, Atasa:ta turned. “I will trade you meat for your absence. This is my land, and I do not wish you to come through here.” He eyed the young man before him, taking in his battered clothes, the mop of blonde hair on his head, the way his fingers walked over his clothes in search of something of value. And finally his eyes rested on the peculiar animal on his shoulder.

It looked like some sort of hybrid between a beaver and rat - elongated and odd, sniffing at the air as if it could sense the elk Atasa:ta knelt beside. He felt almost persecuted by it’s odd, searching nose. Almost as much as he felt angered by the presence of the stranger who seemed to own the animal clinging to his shoulder. As if that tiny, foreign creature was sniffing him, not the meat, and judging. Though commonly he felt reverence for all animals, he couldn’t help but despise this one on sight. It was like those small dogs and odd, climbing creatures that the white men had also brought to these lands. It was a sign of the plague that had grown and set itself deep into the roots of his precious home. 

[littlewolfmccarthy]

An eyebrow quirked at the native man's response. "Normally that'd be all well and good, except those soldiers on the road don't particularly like me, and I like them even less, so if I want to make it home, I need to go for a little trek in order to get there," he explained, pausing in his search for anything tradeable in his coat, wondering if the other man would just run him off anyway.

He noticed the native's gaze on his ferret, and turned slightly, so that the shoulder Soot was perched on was facing away, out of the other man's sight. "Never seen a ferret before?" he asked mildly, eyes flicking to the native's blood-stained hands. Perhaps he should just do what he asked - an entire patrol of British Regulars wasn't nearly as intimidating as the single figure before him.

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major-kirrahe:

Friendly reminder that if I follow you back you are more than welcome to make a starter for our characters, following you back means I want to rp with you. You don’t need my permission unless you’re doing something drastic. Don’t be afraid and if I take a while to reply back it’s not because you did something wrong it’s because I haven’t had time, or because I didn’t see the post (probably because the tag broke/you tagged it with a dash in it).

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@Fillan~

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One hand moved over his shoulders and up into his hair, tugging at it as she broke the kiss for a second. “Such wonderful sounds you are making~” she said with a wide smiled before kissing him again. Her body pressed against his now. She couldn’t help but wonder just how aroused she had been able to make him.

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[littlewolfmccarthy]

Fillan let out a choked gasp when she pulled at his hair, head falling back slightly. He fought down a whine when she moved closer, lining their bodies together from chest to thigh. He watched her face, even as he felt her hand wander again, not halting at his stomach like it had last time. His lips parted in surprise when her hand pressed against his erection, trapped in his trousers. Instinctively he bucked against it, his hand on her ass holding her lower body against him as he rolled his hips toward her, while the other slowly crept to her mouth, tracing a finger over her bottom lip.

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@Fillan~

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She just smirked even more when he called her a tease, it was true, she was a tease. “Only for you~” she answered and placed a kiss on his cheek before taking his hand and started to walk towards a dark and empty sidewalk. “Then let’s not embarrass you too much in public, amore,” she purred and pressed him against a wall as she also pulled him down to kiss him. No one was watching, they were hidden in the shadows at this point.

[littlewolfmccarthy]

His laugh was low at her response, relaxing a little at the kiss she placed on his cheek. He tilted his head when she led him away from the main street, a mildly confused look on his face. He realised what she was doing when she pulled him into a dark sidestreet, and pressed him firmly up against the wall. "How thoughtful of you-" was all he managed to get out before she was kissing him again, and now that they were away from prying eyes - sort of - he let himself slip a little. With a quiet moan, he moved one hand to cup her jaw, the other resting her backside as he slid a leg between hers.

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Mostly the Robber, but…more MP.

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Do NOT drive through Boston or take the subway right now. The emergency radio is buzzing with more possible bombs. Please spread this everywhere you can to let your friends and family members know. It could save a life.

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[littlewolfmccarthy]

((OH! ME PLEASE! Of Fillan of course, doing whatever because yeah your last ones were pretty fab. ALSO GOOD LUCK AND KICK ASS))

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Anybody who follows me in Boston, the Police Department also confirmed that they are looking into a possible threat at the JFK Library, if you’re in the area then you should clear out.

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@Fillan~

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All she did was smile as she paid attention to his reaction. Oh, this was so much fun! As he pulled away from the kiss she just looked up at him with half lid eyes and lips slightly parted, trying to look a little bit seductive, but she had no idea how well she was doing. She stepped after him, hips swaying a bit more than usual. How far could she push him, she wondered. She knew he would never do anything to harm her so she felt pretty safe even when knowing that he was getting aroused. “Why is that? No one seem to care~” she purred, the Italian accent thick as she spoke.

[littlewolfmccarthy]

He groaned again at her expression, eyes drawn to the way she moved her hips. "Tease," he said again, hands clenching at his side at an effort of self-control. He gave a strained laugh, "Well, I think they'd certainly care if I just started rutting against you in the middle of the street." He closed his eyes as a barrage of inappropriate thoughts swamped his mind. He shook his head a little, trying to rid himself of the images that had his face burning bright red. He longed for the day he could undress her and 'take care' of her - even though he'd have little idea what he was doing, in that situation - but he refused to voice these desires until Faustina herself did, even though his body language was making it all too clear what he wanted.

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