Pain is only relevant if it still hurts

Escort Manager at Votive. Watch yourself. 

[thecaspianquinn-deactivated2019]

Shiloh chuckled at Caspian’s remark. “I give plenty of people great drinks. Only a chosen few are allowed in my domain.” He warned casually as Shiloh guzzled down some water, trying to stay hydrated in the busy environment.

 Caspian smiled brightly as he watched the other chug his water like he is parched, he liked his lips as he shrugged. “Well, maybe one day I can find out what it takes to be one of those chosen few.”

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh smirked, feeling Caspian's eyes on him. "I suppose you could." He'd been grieving in his own way since Nora had left the Votive, reminding himself not to wanting to replace her so quickly. Caspian was pretty though. "What do you enjoy most about your life?"

[thecaspianquinn-deactivated2019]

Continued from here w/ @shiloh-the-machine

Caspian licked his lips, taking a small sip of his fruity drink, looking the other over before smirking. “Well, you could offer to show me the world tonight in your room, sir.” said Caspian licking his lips. 

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh chuckled at Caspian's remark. "I give plenty of people great drinks. Only a chosen few are allowed in my domain." He warned casually as Shiloh guzzled down some water, trying to stay hydrated in the busy environment.

[shiloh-the-machine]

send in ✆ for my muse’s reaction to yours propositioning them for a good time

"sexual favors, huh? You must really enjoy the drinks I make." Shiloh teased as he continued to clean down the bar, looking around to make sure other customers were taken care of as he waited for his next bartender to come in for his shift. "What would I need to offer in return?"

[princeofqi]

The NSFW Meme List

[justanotherrpmeme]

Send in * for my muse’s reaction to yours slapping mine on the ass

Send in ♔ for my muse’s reaction to yours pushing mine up against the wall 

Send in ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours pulling mine up over their shoulder

Send in  √  for my muse’s reaction to yours blindfolding mine

Send in $ for my muse’s reaction to yours groping mine

Send in ☏ for my muse’s reaction to getting sexted by yours 

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh

Send in ✆ for my muse’s reaction to yours propositioning them for a good time

Send in ✘ for my muse’s reaction to a booty call

Send in ⁇ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours while bathing

[hollywoodsbleedingrpg]

       sitting in the lobby seating area, magdalena balanced a coffee cup on her knee while flipping through a magazine lazily. she’d a had a pretty boring day to say the least, although she had gone to the spa and had a nice meal a la luna she couldn’t help but feel bored. at this point she craved to just jump at one of the passing people and beg them to take her along wherever they were going, praying it’d be more fun than her own activities.

        glancing up from the magazine she brought the mug to her lips and as she drank she scanned the room for people to pester. as her eyes landed on the person adjacent to her she smiled, “enjoying the quiet?” she asked. they were seated in a nearly empty lobby and albeit she did just ruin the quiet she was asking about she didn’t much care.

[shiloh-the-machine]

"What you work at a bar, you learn to appreciate the quiet." Shiloh replied, walking further into the lobby to sit beside her. "What are you reading?"

[shiloh-the-machine]

xxnorahchambersxx‌:

Norah did as she was told, getting incredibly turned on seeing him in this position. When he gave her the instructions not to touch herself, she sighed audibly and then smirked, nodding. “Yes, Sir.” She went over and lubed up the tip and then finally, seeing how eager he was, turned it on and then went to go sit on her chair to watch him and further frustrate herself. She wanted to watch. It was so intimate and she knew she’d enjoy it.

Shiloh trusted Norah more than he'd realized. Coffee rolled into a sensual session with this beautiful younger woman, as the rod finally struck home inside himself. It was perfect. The rod stretched his ass wider than his fingers ever could, and the lubed piece fucked him at a pace that didn't completely satisfy his needs. Luckily, he had a control board sitting beside the machine, deftly hidden and split into sections for each electrically powered piece of equipment inside the space. "Talk to me Norah. How are you feeling? Be honest, how does my ass look from this angle?" A little vanity never hurt anyone...

[shiloh-the-machine]

jamesonroberts‌:

Jameson backed up to the bar and sighed, seeing Shiloh on his knees was a sight for sure. “Oh… I definitely want your mouth on me, Sir. Please? I want you to taste my cock and how hard it already is for you.” He smiled, biting his lip as he watched for what would happen next. Jameson was rock hard and he wasn’t sure how much harder he could get before he burst again. But he was willing to bet Shiloh would have no problem with that. “And once you suck me off, Sir, I’ll make sure to get on my knees for you too. Or you can have my ass right away. It’s up to you.”

Jameson begged so sweetly. He looked gorgeous draped up against his bar, inside his loft. It was quieter here, much more private, allowing Shiloh to relax into a different level of intimacy. "I wonder if you'll taste like your favorite drink." Shiloh moved slowly, wanting to savor their first round together. His lips mapped out the inside of Jameson's thighs, his tongue grazing across leg hair, and in moments, his mouth suckled the skin beneath his throbbing cock. Shiloh breathed him in, taking the sweaty balls seconds away from his face inside his mouth, filling up his face as he sucked tormentingly against the sensitive skin. He wanted Jameson's cock in his mouth, but the other beautiful parts of his genitals were equally inviting. Shiloh could spend hours tasting him here, as his hands pulled Jameson's hips closer, overwhelming his senses with nothing but the bartender's intoxicating musk.

[shiloh-the-machine]

jamesonroberts‌:

Jameson grabbed his clothes and belongings as they exited the bathroom where Jameson was greeted by Shiloh’s lips and a soft robe. Once he was decent, Jameson walked with Shiloh out the door to grab a cab. When Jameson finally heard Shiloh’s low voice whisper in his ear, he smiled, blushing. “Honestly, me too.” He looked up at the man and kissed him softly. Once they were at his place, Jameson got out with Shiloh, holding the man’s hand. Once they were inside, he took off his shoes and robe, completely nude once again. “I definitely want to be the bottom this time, if that’s okay?” he asked, biting his lip as his cock was already hard again.

Shiloh appraised the younger man with a grin once they entered his living space. He ran his hands across Jameson's frame eagerly, his fingers retracing their steps as they teased his firm pecs. "You are going to be a delicious bottom." He leaned in to kiss Jameson hungrily, pausing to ensure the door was locked behind them. "I'm going to have my way with you as many times as you can stand Jameson." Shiloh lead Jameson towards the counter, dropping to his knees as he observed the hardness the other man hadn't bothered to hide. "Talk to me, tell me what you desire."

[solanalinkon]

         she had never been so annoyed in her life. solana wasn’t one to get irritated when a client was late, but in this case, it looked like they weren’t going to show up at all. with a vodka cranberry sitting all but forgotten in front of her, she looked down to check her watch again before releasing another sigh. “ five more minutes, ” she mumbled to herself before picking up her glass and swirling around the now watered down drink.

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh had kept a close eye on Solana, watching her expression turn from minor worry to complete exacerbation. Noticing her drink had melted down he made another offer. "Care for something stronger, or just a fresh round of vodka cranberry?"

[jamesonroberts]

shiloh-the-machine‌:

Shiloh rolled his eyes playfully at Jameson. “It worked, didn’t it sweetheart?” The bar manager was more than pleased with what he’d been able to stir out of Jameson, watching intently as the other man stroked himself near to completion.

When Jameson mentioned Shiloh fucking him, the older man shook his head. “Not here, I’ve got other ideas for you. But I might fuck you behind the bar in a few days if you ask nicely.” He rubbed the dark-haired man’s sweaty brow, as his hand continued to travel down Jameson’s skin. “Please, finish up. I’ve heard you plenty before, but never got an up close and personal show.”

Jameson smiled and nodded, biting his lip as he widened his stance and continued stroking his cock. “Oh yeah? You like that? Me stroking my cock because everything you do to me gets me rock hard?” he smirked, going slow again to prolong it a bit and then sped up. “You wanna bend me over that bar and fuck my cute little ass? Hm? Just imagine you fucking me hard so everyone knows whose ass this is. Ugh!” Jameson grunted out, his voice animalistic and primal. He growled at the man as he felt himself become closer to coming until finally he did. He grunted and growled out his orgasm, mixing in some moans as well. “Aw, fuck! Fuck!” he shot his hot cum out onto the tiled floor and thrust each time he squirted, riding out every orgasm with pleasure. “Ugh, fuck yeah!”

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh loved this. He watched as Jameson made an entire mess on the floor as he came. "I hope you know you're cleaning this up tomorrow." The darker-skinned male offered a hand, ignoring the stickiness as he helped Jameson to his feet. Shiloh kissed him greedily as he forced their way out of the bathroom, towards the bar.

With Jameson's back pressed against the bar counter, Shiloh reached for antiseptic wipes, offering one for each of them. Satisfied that they were clean enough, Shiloh left Jameson's side to find a fluffy robe that he kept nearby. He opened the material, getting the bartender settled inside as they walked out of the now closed space.

There was no time to waste, as Shiloh called a cab, cradling Jameson while promising the driver a fat tip for transporting them quickly to his loft. "We're going to have an evening I've been dreaming of for a long while." He said as they entered the cab, speeding fast

[jamesonroberts]

shiloh-the-machine‌:

Shiloh loved his job, and he loved being at the Votive. He also enjoyed his private life, in his loft, pouring over a book.

Recently, for months at a time, Shiloh enjoyed distracting Jameson. He was a great bartender, and a real hit with the ladies, but the older man felt that his bartender needed to lighten up in other ways.

Shiloh had seen the times when Jameson excused himself, leaving him to lock up the bar. He imagined Jameson had to use the bathroom, but also assumed it had something to do with Shiloh’s lingering looks, broad shouldered stance as he imagined things.

Brushed hands on Jameson’s shoulders, leaning up against him a bit too long as his employee crafted drinks. Whispering casually in his ear. Unnecessary groping on Jameson’s ass, calf, or thigh as Shiloh reached for things on lower shelves. Shiloh dared to escalate his advances tonight, as he’d groped Jameson’s cock, teasing him thoroughly throughout the night.

A smirk painted his lips as Shiloh cleaned off the last of the tables, hearing groans in the distance. Once finished, Shiloh followed the noise into the men’s bathroom, please with what he saw. “You’ve certainly got your hands full, haven’t you?”

@jamesonroberts

His boss, Shiloh was absolutely perfect. Intense eyes, a jawline that could cut glass, a face full of stubble and muscles to spare. He was bigger than Jameson and that was a turn on. It made it difficult to get anything done at work, especially when the other man would flirt and tease him to no end. Some nights, he had to excuse himself to the bathroom just to beat one off so he could finish his work. Shiloh got him so riled up that for most of his shifts, he was rock hard. This night though, Shiloh went even further and honestly, Jameson was in heaven… all except the intense erection he was sporting in his pants. He went for his usual bathroom run and began pumping his throbbing cock in his hands, his shirt pulled up to reveal tightened abs as well as his pants at his knees, his cock exposed. “Aw fuck,” he cursed, feeling his cock throb harder.

After a few minutes, Jameson had a good rhythm going, his hand drenched in spit for lube. “Ugh, fuck yeah,” he grunted, pumping his cock hard and fast. Just as he was about to cum, the door opened, the fact hitting Jameson right then that he’d forgotten to lock the door. The husky, sexy voice behind him made him grin though. He turned around to face his boss and grinned. “Well, you did this to me, sir. I’m fucking hard. You wanna help me?” he asked, winking as he took off his entire shirt and kicked off his jeans and underwear. “I need a good fucking anyway.”

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh rolled his eyes playfully at Jameson. "It worked, didn't it sweetheart?" The bar manager was more than pleased with what he'd been able to stir out of Jameson, watching intently as the other man stroked himself near to completion.

When Jameson mentioned Shiloh fucking him, the older man shook his head. "Not here, I've got other ideas for you. But I might fuck you behind the bar in a few days if you ask nicely." He rubbed the dark-haired man's sweaty brow, as his hand continued to travel down Jameson's skin. "Please, finish up. I've heard you plenty before, but never got an up close and personal show."

[shiloh-the-machine]

Shiloh loved his job, and he loved being at the Votive. He also enjoyed his private life, in his loft, pouring over a book.

Recently, for months at a time, Shiloh enjoyed distracting Jameson. He was a great bartender, and a real hit with the ladies, but the older man felt that his bartender needed to lighten up in other ways.

Shiloh had seen the times when Jameson excused himself, leaving him to lock up the bar. He imagined Jameson had to use the bathroom, but also assumed it had something to do with Shiloh's lingering looks, broad shouldered stance as he imagined things.

Brushed hands on Jameson's shoulders, leaning up against him a bit too long as his employee crafted drinks. Whispering casually in his ear. Unnecessary groping on Jameson's ass, calf, or thigh as Shiloh reached for things on lower shelves. Shiloh dared to escalate his advances tonight, as he'd groped Jameson's cock, teasing him thoroughly throughout the night.

A smirk painted his lips as Shiloh cleaned off the last of the tables, hearing groans in the distance. Once finished, Shiloh followed the noise into the men's bathroom, please with what he saw. "You've certainly got your hands full, haven't you?"

@jamesonroberts

[xxnorahchambersxx]

shiloh-the-machine‌:

Feeling Norah’s gaze on his person, even with his eyes shut, he knew she was wonderful. Shiloh selfishly continued as he heard Norah strip away her clothes, smiling into the offered kiss. The idea was sweet, but Shiloh wanted no distractions. He’d eat her out plenty through the early morning, but for now, he wanted someone to fuck him senseless. It had been too long since a partner of his allowed him to entertain the machines. “I’ll eat you plenty soon Norah, I promise. Do you think you could set up the larger rod?” He asked, gesturing to the rack of parts as he opened his eyes slowly.

She nodded, her new tail waddling behind her as she made her way over to the attachments. It was easier enough to figure out and she put the biggest one on. Seeing his body in this position, bare and naked for her, it was a sight to see. She bit her lip, admiring him for a second before looking to him. “Would you like me to turn it on Sir?” she asked, standing there attentively.

[shiloh-the-machine]

"Please, do it already." It had been a while since he'd had a partner willing to use his machine on him, rather than themselves. "Lube up the rod first please. Just a little, I don't want to get too slippery." Raising a brow, Shiloh made sure to remind Norah, "Keep your hands away from your pussy. Try touching yourself during this, and I will tie you up, forbidding you from coming for at least a few hours. Understand?" His tone darkened, as he slipped his fingers away from his stretched entrance, wiping them quickly on a nearby towel, and sanitised his hands, becoming more active in the doggy position, rising a taut thigh as he placed himself stretched more while placing his left foot against a table, hooking his ankle in place while he waited for the fuck machine to turn on at last.

[shiloh-the-machine]

xxnorahchambersxx‌:

Norah took the plug and then walked over to him, watching as he prepped himself. She smiled, watching him and seeing how hot it was. At his request, she smiled and nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She bit her lip, looking down at him as she began stripping to nothing. Once she was completely naked, she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips and then grabbed a chair and sat facing him. She spread her legs for him, running the plug up and down her opening to tease. She grabbed the bottle of lube and put some on the plug to get it ready. She hiked up her legs so her ass was showing and then began working to insert it into her ass. Once it was in, she smiled. “Would you like to eat, Sir? While you get fucked?” she asked, smirking.

Feeling Norah’s gaze on his person, even with his eyes shut, he knew she was wonderful. Shiloh selfishly continued as he heard Norah strip away her clothes, smiling into the offered kiss. The idea was sweet, but Shiloh wanted no distractions. He’d eat her out plenty through the early morning, but for now, he wanted someone to fuck him senseless. It had been too long since a partner of his allowed him to entertain the machines. “I’ll eat you plenty soon Norah, I promise. Do you think you could set up the larger rod?” He asked, gesturing to the rack of parts as he opened his eyes slowly.

[shiloh-the-machine]

xxnorahchambersxx‌:

She nodded. “I love pink! It’s my favorite color. Do you have that?” she asked, biting her lip. When he expressed what he preferred to be called, she nodded. “Of course, Sir. I will refer to you as such from now on.” She smiled. “So where shall we take this? Your room? I’ll follow you wherever.”

“Of course I do!” He said excitedly, leading her into his BDSM chamber. He tossed her a soft pink tail, pausing his moments with her to better set up his machines. “We’ll continue things in here. In my private chambers. I just need a few moments to put everything together. Feel free to watch.” Shiloh walked confidently as he stretched out the machine’s gears, turning it on as he listened to it hum. Casually, he lubed up his hand with a favorite bottle of lube, as he stretched his asshole open with a free hand. Moaning softly, the bar manager pressed a finger inside himself, roughly entering the digits inside as he stretched himself open. Shiloh knew that he wanted to change to a rather large insert on the machine. With that in mind, he pressed his dark fingers inside, fucking himself with his fingers as he added one, two and then three fingers inside his hole. “Strip for me Norah. Show me what  you’re working with.” He was becoming delirious as his libido rose, but he hoped his partner wouldn’t mind.

[shiloh-the-machine]

suttonmackenzie‌:

When the other man behind the counter passed him a glass of water, Sutton looked up at him. His lips parted, trying to come up with something to say. “Sorry, I’m… It’s been a day and I had no right to talk to your employee like that.”

Shiloh appreciated Sutton’s apology. “I appreciate you saying that. Drink the water and stay while. Maybe that’ll help.”

[shiloh-the-machine]

ncmain‌:

Nemain felt a soft smile cross her features, relaxing slightly and then she turned her head fully to look at him. “oh no, no. it’s okay. Sorry, today is certainly one of those days.” she winked.

Shiloh nodded. “It’s difficult when that happens. Do you want some space? Or would you rather I hang around, keep you safe?”