Love With No Limits

Smith Baldwin, Ethan Drake, Wyatt Stone 

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fancifulwanderer​:

Whatever Odette had been expecting, him admitting to having fantasies about her, had never been on her mind. He- had? She’d be lying if she said she’d never had such thoughts about him, but never would’ve acted on them… well, at least… when he’d been engaged to her then best friend. But now? She certainly owed Sylvia no loyalties, but couldn’t help feeling guilty all the same. She’d been staring at him in shock for far too long now, her face flushed, and trying to recover her composure. But then he was on his feet and stripping off his clothes… her eyes raked over him… slowly and lingered on a certain part longer than necessary. Okay, so, she may or may not have always wondered if those rumors were true… and it would seem they were… Focus, Odette, but fuck he was making that hard, too. His last words snapped her out of it and she looked back up at his face. He was egging her on… she should say no… but that was not what came out of her mouth. “Not here,” she said as she got to her feet. He might be able to stand there in some superhero pose for the world to see… and while she was comfortable naked… well… “Come on,” she added, grabbing her discarded shirt and bra, heading for the door. Where the fuck she was leading them, well, she didn’t know, but would figure it out as she went.

The truth of how she affected him (and always had) was literally out in the open, and in that moment it was dangling low between his legs, the desire Ethan had kept afire for Odette unmistakable.  But where it really showed were in the windows onto his soul, his eyes that stared at her with an exquisite, true sense of longing.  He half expected her to knee him in his exposed groin, slap his face and storm off.  But as usual, the spitfire surprised him. “Somewhere else, then?  Fuck, I’ll follow you anywhere tonight,” he swore, meaning every word and stalking after her, not bothering to collect his clothes or adopt the smallest semblance of modesty.  What good was that now?  As they stepped out into the warm, summer night he confided, giving Odette a chance to retreat if the words he spoke from behind happened to offend her. “I want you, Odette. I always have.  Even when I was with Sylvia.  I cared then if it was wrong ... but not now.”

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kissofdelight​:

There was no doubt that Kitty had very little hesitation, considering she’d more or less just draped herself over Smith, with no warning. Despite his very… Limited costume, and her thin fabric being the only that kept them somewhat decent, in a traditional sense. Her body pressing against his, just encouraged by him pulling her tight against him, and the hand on her ass, making sure she stayed against him. “Mhm, true. There’s a bit of lack when it comes to soft and you, wouldn’t you agree? Maybe you need to be taught the kitty life, with the softness.” She teased, blowing some air on his throat. “That was my goal. You’ve met me for long enough to know that I enjoy when people think that way about me, don’t you agree? That I enjoy knowing that people want to bend me over like a chair and just fuck me until I cream? Isn’t that how you explained my way of eating ice cream, hmm?”

Smith exhaled a happy growl and leaned into kiss the tantalizing lips that were provoking his throat with the softest puffs of air.  His own emphatic response was echoed in a more direct rocking of the blonde’s lithe hips against his lap, gauging her warmth through the inadequate loincloth he wore. “I can be soft when needed ... and hard when begged properly.  But what all does the kitty life entail, huh?  Other than this adorable tail,” The pad of a thumb lazily drew a circuit around where the plug entered her and gave the bauble a faint flick knowing that could only serve to stimulate her further. “I still want that, and the way you’re dressed tonight I can already imagine how your tight little cunt would look stretched around my cock.  Have you come to play, Kitty?”

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ofsublimelxst​:

“Hey, absolutely no judgement at all from my end. The complete opposite in fact,” Dick grinned amiably, his palms outstretched in an act of openness. “I was actually coming over to congratulate you on your rad costume, man. Lemme guess, Poseidon?” he grinned, his eyes twinkling. If anything, Dick was now half-regretting his Hercules costume and was half-wishing that he had gone for something more flashier. “If there was a “Best Dressed Costume” contest, you’d win it for sure,” he uttered a little ruefully. The other man’s face looked slightly familiar…If Dick wasn’t mistaken, hadn’t he seen his face on a Forbes magazine once upon a time and probably in a few society pages, or even perhaps a some glitzy event once? But then again…Dick wasn’t really one to bother with high-end society gossip nor did he bother remembering faces that were of no big interest to him from parties. At any party, it was usually the opposite gender who held the biggest interest for him. That and also of his closest friends, for he was always more than ready to be roped into any sort of hi-jinks that they might have planned for the night. “Did you do your own make-up or did you hire someone?” he asked with great interest, as his gaze roved over the artwork.

The only consolation to this hell was plenty of alcohol and Gabriel took what solace from it he could.  He glanced aside at the gentleman talking to him, exhaling a snort but no smile sparked on his own face. “And you must be Hercules.  As I recall Poseidon spent a lot of time pretty pissed off at Herc.  But those are just tales.  And this,” he glanced down at the body with a sigh. “Was not my idea.  The sooner I can get out of this entire farce of an evening the better.  I’m Gabriel, by the way.  One of the nominal hosts but it’s my fiancee who’s usually the one overflowing with the milk of human kindness.  I prefer alcohol, as you can see.”

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kissofdelight​:

“A surprise? Oh honey, you shouldn’t have, you’ve already arranged this party, and now another surprise?” She would have been happy without the party, but of course ,she was playing the sweet doll of a girlfriend, fiancee, everything. Ugh. She was confused as he reached down to the table to lift though, and a little puppy came toddling out, little feet hitting the ground and a soft tail wagging back and forth. The confused look on its face. Oh god, she couldn’t handle it. “Oh my god it’s so cute!” She squealed as she fell down to her knees, extending her hand to the puppy, waiting until came over to her and sniffed her, giving it’s approval to her, before picking the cute creature up. “Oh my god it’s so cute. Did you borrow a puppy just to cheer me up tonight? You might be sweeter than you seem, Gabe.” She said, unable to look away from the puppy though, her fingers continuing to play in front of its face as it kept trying to lick her. “What’s their name? And gender?”

God, he could drown in that smile.  Gabriel’s harsh expression faltered for a moment, the upward avalanche of a smile that bordered on boyish changing his rough-edged, cold features into something warmer as he watched how the puppy was received.  In the moment all that mattered was the way her brown eyes lit up with legitimate happiness. “Do you like her?  She’s all yours.  Not borrowed ... yours.  And that means you get to name her, Esin.  But while you’re at it,” he leaned down beside her and whispered softly into her ear, close enough for the breath to caress against her neck. “Look closer.”  And sure enough, dangling from the little fuzzball’s collar was a pink ribbon suspending a vivid pink diamond ring. “That’s for you, too, princess.  And believe me, it isn’t borrowed, either.”

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kissofdelight​:

“You know they never get to be with me, if they don’t take good care of me. I’m far too spoiled to accept anything half done.”  She murmured back to him, knowing that Wyatt would always be there to make up for anyone not doing their job properly too. If she’d called him saying she was unsatisfied, he’d be plenty happy to come make it up to her. Even if they had to wait a few days until she could go to the ranch, or he could come to the apartment. There was one advantage to leaving her underwear back in the cabin, for sure, and that was the easy access there was for Wyatt to get under her skirt, while she straddled his face, holding onto the sofa to keep herself balanced. Soft little moans as he started to go down on her, his firm stubble a mix of scratching and tickling against her. His tongue pressing against her clit, letting her have the pressure she needed and she grinding herself back against his movements. A hand moving through her hair, brushing it back and away from her face, knowing he didn’t want to have her hiding behind the dark mane of hair. “You’re so damn hungry, love.”

Wyatt was lost in the mere taste and feel of her.  He always was, when it came to pleasing his queen, his lady, the missing half to all of his deepest desires. “And how am I doin’?” he inquired, knowing damn well from the way her pussy clenched around his tongue and rode his face, the sweetness of her satisfaction spreading filling his senses.  He lived for the soft moans his actions elicited, doubling the speed and delving deeper, flexing the talented muscle that fucked her as Kasia rode her cowboy’s grinning expression.  His touch glided up her legs, tickling up her ribs, offering additional support alongside the attentive caress of the one who adored her. “I’m always starving for you, Kas.”  Truer words were never spoken. “Time apart from you always makes it worse.  Or better, knowing that it means we’ll end up like this.  Now, tell all these fine people who fucks you best, hrmm?  Who makes you cum hardest, babe?”

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fancifulwanderer​:

Odette studied him for a long moment while debating whether or not to respond. She did need something more, but was not about to confide something so personal… instead, she latched onto the last bit. “An exhibitionist,” she mused, drawing out those syllables. “Well, you’re certainly going to prove this right now, aren’t you,” she noted dryly, unable to help this with him apparently. She was so tempted to swat him upside the head at that wink and refused to admit she found it charming, too. She took another sip of her wine, mostly to give herself a tad more time. But you know what? She did need to be more spontaneous. Since all she had was a fitted tee, she simply tugged it off and turned to drape it over the back of the chair. “I’m sure you won’t be satisfied with this, so,” she muttered and off went the bra, too. Now to see what exactly he did with that. 

“Do you have any fucking idea how many fantasies of mine start like this?  How many times I got off to the thought of getting you naked?”  Ethan’s eyes were burning brown coals, staring at Odette in owe and plain, open desire. “Sweetheart, there’s nothing i won’t prove to get the rest of you bare,” he swore, hopping up from his bar stool, pulling off his shirt, kicking away his shoes and then with a wink unbuttoning his jeans and letting them fall to the floor ... proving both that he had a habit of going commando and that everything he’d confided was true.  This was a recurring dream finally come true and he was fully up to to the challenge.  Did it just twitch?  Ethan definitely did flex the defined muscles of his abdomen, hands on his hips, waiting and not the slightest bit perturbed about being naked in public. “You’re not going to leave me hanging, are you?  C’mon, go all the way, Odette.”

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kissofdelight​:

The joy of being at parties where they just walked around serving alcohol, she didn’t need to convince others to buy her drinks. Instead she could just take a drink off of the plate, before continuing to dance around. So with a happy buzz, making her hips sway even more as she wandered around in the white pumps, and the little bell around her throat chiming along with it, she was in heaven. Or Paradise. Whichever one preferred to say. It was first when she felt her feet getting tired, and body needing a little break, that she more or less dropped herself down on someone’s lap, her arms easily moving around their shoulders, and her face nuzzling in against their throat. “You looked warm and soft.” She murmured, just happily rubbing her nose against them. “You don’t mind a little kitty on your lap, do you?”

Smith, who was not given to much in the way of affection, couldn’t deny it from the surprising arrival of the beautiful little blonde in her daring robe and swishing tail and not much else.  Which made a dilemma given he wore in way of significant clothing was a loincloth.  One that did very little to disguise the emphatic reaction her warm body got as it descended upon him.  Drawn from his voluntary solitude, he let out a low, rumbling murmur of approval, nuzzled her head as she buried her face against his throat, palmed her little ass and drew her against his groin and the hard, bare plane of his chest. “Warm, certainly, but soft?  Not anymore,” he teased through the ghost of a smile. He tweaked one of the bells at her collar and set it ringing. “You’re looking very pretty tonight, Kitty.  And that tail is probably giving everyone all sorts of ideas.  The kind we talked about the other day.”

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kissofdelight​:

Esin couldn’t believe that he’d had the nerve to talk about her drinking the other night, when he was throwing back glass after glass of champagne. So she walked slowly over, small hand settled on the small part of his back, leaning in next to him. “You know, babe, the way you’re throwing back drink after drink, you look either like an alcoholic, or like something is real bad…” She spoke quietly, not wanting to bring any attention to them as she leaned in close, looking far more like a loving couple just discussing their party, than a girl telling off her… Well, boss, for drinking. “So please, drink this third more slowly, before I start receiving questions about your alcohol consumption, won’t you?”

There were two warring sides to Gabriel quarreling with each other internally as he turned to glare at Esin.  One of them wanted to throw a drink in her face.  The other wanted to bend her over the nearest table and show her just what that diabolically sexy outfit of hers put him in the mood for.  But neither would have been very tasteful (yet) in mixed company at the start of their evening.  They did have to play the gracious hosts and the besotted lovebirds.  So he pasted on a smile, set his glass aside and assured her in a voice loud enough to carry across the crowd, “I was only calming my nerves, darling, because I wasn’t sure how you’d react to the surprise I have for you.”  With that he lifted the long cloth draping the table over which he’d just set his beverage ... and out toddled the cutest, fuzziest little baby Pomeranian puppy, grinning happily as it made its way on short, stumpy legs towards Esin.  Gabriel searched her expression curiously, his own now a genuine grin with a small measure of hope that she’d approve of his gift. “Surprise?”

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OOC:  Been trying to get some replies done and I have a couple in my drafts but the ol’ brain isn’t cooperating much.  I will get through more tomorrow but in the meantime feel free to hit me up for plotting

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Gabriel was not comfortable.  He hated the costume he was in, scant as it was.  He hated having to host a lot of people he scarcely knew.  And he hated how fucking fuckable Esin looked in her apparel for the evening.  So as people started to drift in he took the opportunity to wander over to a tray of champagne being passed by an attendant hired for the evening ... took two fluted glasses and promptly knocked them both back.  Hearing footfalls approach beside him, he was far too busy placing the two empty flutes back on the tray and grabbing a third before the waiter could wander off. “Don’t judge,” he grumbled unhappily. “It’s going to be a long evening.”

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Wyatt’s Roman general costume

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Gabriel’s Poseidon costume

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Ethan’s costume.  He’s coming as an underwear model.

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ofsinful​:

“Fantasize?” If he didn’t have her attention before, he sure as hell had now. She leaned forward toward him, not enough to be extremely close, but enough to smell the liquor in his breath. “You’ve fantasized about me?” Of course she knew the people who bought her fleshlight bought it explicitly because of her, because it was the closest they’d ever get to her. But it was fun to hear how people thought of her when pleasuring themselves, how her face and her body were on their minds in their most blissful moments. There was a wicked grin on her lips, her tongue peeking out to run along her fuller bottom lip before her teeth followed. “Nothing compares to the real deal, guapo.”

“Fantasize.  Came at the thought of you.  Made others cum while watching you at the same time,” Ethan clarified with typical lack of shame.  He was proud of of the fact and figured the pornstar would be, too.  Wasn’t imitation the finest form of flattery?  He studied her lips, even more full and luscious than they appeared on screen. “I guess the question for the night is, will I get the chance to find out what the real deal is like?  Because there’s nothing I’d like more right now than to get you off as many times as I can before the sun comes up.  Consider it fan service for all the pleasure you’ve given me ... without even trying.”

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kissofdelight​:

His words made her chuckle, breath brushing against his lips. “So no getting fucked by someone else, while you’re fucking me? Well how boring that is babe.” Of course Kasia was just messing with him, teasing him with it too. After all, they weren’t strangers to threesomes, or fucking others solo, so she was certain if anyone decided to come up behind them while they were fucking, and asked to join, they’d just say yes, just wrap it up and they’d be good. Her fingers brushing gently against his cheek before he started to pull her up on his body. Good thing she’d left the underwear back at their cabin when they decided to go out and have some glasses of wine. 

Her fingers moving through his hair, she knew he’d be fairly hidden from everyone else while he played, and rather than stress, she could just moan. Little good noises escaping her, and her own body starting to ride back down against him. “Mhm, you’re a good boyfriend, aren’t you? Treating me like your queen, mhm..” She whispered to him, her fingers tugging slightly at his hair whenever he hit a real good spot. “Just like that…”

“As long as they take care of you, my princess,” and he was emphatic with the use of the possessive, a truth that remained no matter the others they entertained, “I never want a moment of pleasure to be boring for you.”  Wyatt meant that, too.  He craved excitement as much as Kasia did, and even more to make sure she was fed every ounce of it she could take.  This moment of careless display was the prelude to a feast. “Now get up here on your throne,” he whispered, drawing her up to his face, nuzzling between her thighs to find her warm and wanting and waiting.

He knew just how to use every feature for her pleasure, too.  The rake of his stubble over sensitive flesh, nuzzling pressure applied to her clit, his tongue licking, flexing, working over her as she rode back against the sensations, letting Kasia open for him as she would and adoring her sweetness as a testament to his own hunger.  Beyond caring if anyone was offended, he hoped and trusted those who weren’t were watching by now.  Wyatt loved showing Kasia off, letting them all see how she was with him.

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kissofdelight​:

He was definitely who had made it sexual, directing specifically at them, with his little tale of wanting to bend her together and basically use her as a fleshlight. After all, her tale had just been about toys and costumes. Not that she minded the older man to be thinking like that about her, she liked the attention, and he was an attractive one too. Oh lord, what was it about Kitty and the older men? Making a little ‘pop’ sound with her lips as she pulled back from his thumb, she looked up at him as he continued to speak without her needing to say a word. “It’d be a waste to spill the cream, wouldn’t it?” She questioned, making sure to lick her own lips as she did. “You never know. Though, maybe I could convince some friends to host a party? My friend Charlotte is here with her… I don’t even know? Her friend. Let’s say friend. They could maybe host a party. She’s just as crazy as me though, so we’d probably be naked together, on each our end of a couch playing with our tails.” Kitty mused, picking up her spoon to eat some more while he continued to speak. “Why do you think she’d have a field day with me? Is she some kitty-tamer?” She’d heard of brat tamers, that was for sure, but field days with kittens? Now that was a new thing. “Peter and Caroline. They’re my very good friends, and we sort of, hook up quite a bit. I’m almost like their pet cat. I give them affection, and they spoil me.” 

With words, with licks against his thumb, with that salacious little ‘pop’ that put anything in mind but ice cream, she knew exactly what she was doing and the kind of rise intended to get out of Smith.  And to her credit, she got it.  He wasn’t by nature an affectionate person and being cold and stand-offish came naturally to a man who had seen entirely too much of the world’s rough edges to indulge in a lot of softness.  But the willful, avid kitten of a girl seated across from him demanded to be adored.  His stony face cracked with a genuine smile. “You and your friend sound close.  Ever shared someone between you?  I could picture the two of you at the end of that touch, stacked one on top of each other, alternating thrusts so that you cum at the same time.   How those sweet tails would swish then, hrmm?” He sighed wistfully, and in genuine affection for the woman whose name he had invoked in their conversation. “Tori?  I think she’d love to play with you, too.  I’m not sure about a tamer, though.  You don’t strike me as the kind anyone can tame fully.  What would be the fun in that?  Some things about kitties should stay wild.  Always.”