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letsbonesloane:
Ariadne appreciated the male trying to be more tough or intimidating but in her opinion, he didn’t need it. Could he come out of his shell a bit more? Sure. Did he need to bulk up in order to do that? No, not at all. Her body pressed against his as she ground her hips against him and his growing cock. “I’ll let you put it inside me right here on his bench.” She knew public sex was a particular “problem area” since their last encounter. “If I told you to, could you rip open my pants and let me ride your cock till I’m satisfied?”
There was little he could do as she continued to grow his cock with her expert movements. He hummed as she worked herself on top of him his need to please winning over his worries of public sex. It was clear this was beyond a common occurrence, and he was certainly not going to disappoint the woman on top of him. “I can do that.” He said as he reached for her pants, pulling them apart with what little might he had. He watched as the fabric split in two easily, groaning as his tent was pressed right up against her this time.
primxnxproper:
“I’ll go easy on you, I promise. All you have to do is guess letters, and if you get one wrong we add a piece to the hangman until he’s either a full stick figure or you guess the word. Easy.” _ _ _ _ _, _’_ _ _ _ _ _ _! “I promise, it isn’t hard.”
Riley nodded his head slowly as he watched her set the game up for them. It was nice to have something so simple to share with someone, it was almost easy to forget where they were. “Okay. Let’s give this a try then. E.” He remembered that vowels were particularly valuable so it was an easy first letter for him to guess.
elderxevelyn:
Evelyn’s soft warm hues danced playfully on his features as she listened to him speak. She enjoyed seeing this side of him, a much more relaxed manner with of course his usual wonderful manners. “We’ll you are in luck. I spent quite some time in Roma on my travels. You can never underestimate a fresh pasta. You’re help would be greatly appreciated, thank you for offering, love.” The Brit grinned before padding over to the pantry in bare feet to collect the ingredients and equipment they would need. “Have you ever made pasta from scratch?” She asked casually fully expecting his answer to be no as she knew that food was hard to come by in the wasteland’s. Laying the ingredients out for them she re-filled her glass as her brow piqued glancing up at him. “What do you like to drink, sweetheart?” She hummed softly.
There was a warmth in her eyes that Riley had only caught glimpses of before, in their frenzied time together. He should have known someone like her would be as cultured as she was. “I’m just happy I can be of service.” He said though it was hard to keep his focus as she gracefully walked around the kitchen. He was so used to their more carnal meetings he had to remind himself and his body that would have to wait. “I can’t say I have.” There had never been time for anything like that, nor the opportunity. “Water would be amazing.” Even a fresh glass of water could be considered a delicacy to him, and he would want to enjoy this meal as much as possible. Stepping around to her side of the kitchen he looked at all the fresh ingredients laid out so intricately. “This is amazing.”
elderxevelyn:
The demon smiled softly looking over her shoulder as she changed, “Of course.” The Elder smirked tying the drawstring on her silk shorts. “Please make yourself at home.” The blonde offered before picking up her large glass of red wine as she moved through to her open plan kitchen. The apartment’s ambiance was very inviting and relaxed compared to it’s usual cold and pristine interior. “I thought it would be nice for us to spend some time together… get to know one another a little better.” The blonde mused before taking a sip from her glass. “Which I think you’ve earned…” She added finally with a small smile, remembering that she’d promised him that much a few weeks back. “Would you like something to eat? I’ve heard that I’m a pretty good cook all things considered.” She offered leaning over the kitchen island casually.
Riley couldn’t help but notice how warm it all felt compared to the last time he was here. He felt like he was seeing a different side to her, and it was quite the peek. “Thank you. I’d like that a lot.” As much as he enjoyed the time they spent together before, there was not a lot of time to do much else. It certainly felt like it was hard earned, not that Riley was complaining. He knew it would be worth it. “I’d appreciate that a lot, as long as you let me help. I’ve always been a sucker for a good pasta.”
The demon elder had made sure to request Riley’s company for the evening in her apartment as she strangely couldn’t stop thinking about the evening they had last spent together. Whilst she waited for the guards to arrive she quickly popped into the shower. Hearing the door she made her way through the apartment in nothing but a towel. A warm smile graced her lips when welcomed with the site of the young slave. “You can leave now.” The demon gestured dismissively to the guard who stood beside him. “Hello, sweetheart.” The demon smiled welcoming him into her home closing the door tentatively behind him. Moving through the apartment she dropped her towel to grab the nearest lounge wear she could find.
@subrileycain
Riley had a sneaking suspicion who had requested him this time, since he had gone through this once before. His suspicions were proven correct as he walked through the door once more and his eyes fell on the blonde as she stepped out in her towel. “You asked for me again, Miss?” Every time he saw her, he was reminded how lucky he felt to be in her presence. He followed her, curious as to what her desires were this time. He still remembered the tantalizing offer she teased about knowing more about her past. Still he doubted she would give something like that without taking as much in return.
elderxevelyn:
As the demon played with her glistening folds she welcomed Riley’s warm touch. Sighing softly from the sensation of him gently grouping her full breast she let out a low groan as he brushed against her nipple with his thumb. The demon knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. His compliment grounded her as she flashed him a warm smile, she’d never been with such an appreciative slave before. It was something she could certainly see herself getting used too. “Now… let me please you…” The demon breathed breathlessly as she bucked her hips trying desperately to hold off from climaxing. “How badly do you need to cum inside of me?” The demon challenged playfully as her crystals hues glanced down at him.
Riley couldn’t believe he had lasted this long so it was quite the relief she seemed to imply his struggle might be coming to an end. “Yes please.” He groaned out watching her eyes challenge him. “I need to cum, please. I’d do anything.” Part of him knew it was beyond dangerous to promise that to a demon, but he was beyond reason at this point. He had little option when he was this close, especially if he wanted to keep his promise to not cum without her permission. He could not afford to disappoint her now. “Please miss. You feel so good. I need your permission.”
letsbonesloane:
Ariadne reveled in the feeling of him hardening underneath her. “So why are you trying to bulk up, anyway?” The touch on his stomach turned from fingertips to nails dragging down his skin towards where their bodies met. Her hips rolled again, leaning down. “What’s the fun in playing fair, Riley?” Her sensual hum came from her lips as they found his neck.
Her question was one he had been asking himself practically since he started here. Clearly he was not the only one to recognize he was a little out of place here, though he did not realize he was being quite so transparent. “No particular reason. Just thought I’d try it out.” He answered obviously quite evasively. He was never really good at hiding anything particularly his insecurities, and it probably showed during her interrogation. The way her nail danced down his torso didn’t help either groaning as her words found the soft of his neck. Looking to the side, he should not have been shocked that no one was paying attention to the little display that was starting to show here. She had reminded him that something like this was not an uncommon occurrence, but to see it in action was something else. “I don’t know.” He murmured out, feeling the way their flush bodies met as his hand grabbed the stand for steadiness on the bench.
letsbonesloane:
Ari would never allow Riley to be hurt, especially by something as simple as a light weight bar. Her hips rolled ever so slightly, her tight work out pants allowing her to feel every movement. “I wouldn’t let you get hurt, Sweet Boy.” She leaned down, keeping his back against the bench, and kissed him on the cheek. “How’s the work out going?” She sat back up to push her hands under his shirt to feel his abs.
Riley figured it was probably true that a weight like the one he was lifting would be easy for her to handle. He groaned as she already started to roll her hips on him, knowing the simple friction was enough to get him started. With her tight pants, there was no way she was going to miss what she was doing to him. “It’s not really my style. I’m not really sure it’s going anywhere.” He answered softly feeling her hands on his abs, letting out a groan afterwards. “You never play fair.” He mumbled hating how weak he was to her advances.
elderxevelyn:
The demon felt a strong sense of satisfaction pinning the boy in place, beneath her where he rightfully belonged. Evelyn’s soft grip around his throat tightened a touch as Riley let out a worried whimper. It was a subtle warning of the punishment he would face if he didn’t do as she wished. His purpose here in this city was to obey and please the likes of the privileged no matter how difficult the task. Her piercing hues softened some when she was confronted with his pleading gaze. “Good.” She replied lowly as her sharp grip loosened from around his throat. A part of her knew that Riley would do anything in his power to please her. The demon was rather curious to see how long Riley could last pinned beneath her. Soon enough Evelyn’s hips began to roll faster as she found a rhythm that satisfied her aching need. She could feel her walls start to pulsate around his hard cock as she picked up the pace. “Fuck…” She moaned as her eyes threatened to close. “You feel so good inside of me…” She let slip breathlessly as her delicate fingers reached down to slide between her wet folds. Arching her back she kept her grip on Riley as she began to play with herself as she simultaneously moved.
She could feel her hand tighten at his sign of weakness, remembering how important it was to obey. He appreciated the small threat, a subtle reminder that he only had to worry about one person. His eyes never left her even as her grip loosened, knowing he had to keep his attention on her and not himself. He was glad it was clear he knew his priorities. He would not let himself disappoint her. She was in complete control as she set the pace to her needs, and he could only try to hold on as she pleasured herself on top him him. His hands quickly ran up her torso to grip her breast in his hand, lightly brushing her nipple with his thumb as his hand groped her breast lightly. He was hoping to add to her pleasure in the hopes that she might give him permission for relief to. As hard as he tried, he could not last too long with the way she was pleasuring him and the look of ecstasy that plastered her face. “Thank you.” He said at her compliment, not used to feeling so appreciated. “Thank you for giving me permission to please you.”
primxnxproper:
“Come, join me then. It would be very nice to share and we can play an old game I used to play with my former Master. It’s called hangman. Believe me, it’s not quite as gruesome as it sounds.” Patting the space next to her, Evolet opened up her book to a fresh page and jotted a few dashes and spaces, and then of course the hangman’s gallows. “It’s simple really, I’m not sure if you’ve heard of it.”
Riley nodded his head as he took a seat next to the girl glad for the company to distract him. “I think I have, but it’s been a while.” He never had a lot of time to play before coming here, and of course no one to do much with since he was here. “I remember it has a lot to do with spelling, and I was never good at that.”
subrileycain:
Riley didn’t usually pay too much attention to those around him, but the girl he noticed was interesting. She seemed like a slave, but somehow she had gotten her hands on a notebook of some kind. “Where did you get that?” He asked intrigued, hoping it wasn’t too personal. “I hope you don’t mind my asking.”
Glancing up from her book ad then back down to it, Evolet gave a little smile to herself at the idea of company and set her pen between the pages to mark them as she closed it. “I actually received it as a gift. For a job well done, I suppose. If you impress them, I suppose their more likely to gift you things. I don’t ask, though. It’s rude, and rather presumptuous if you ask me. Would you like a page or two? I have more than enough to share, and it does feel good to write. To get your thoughts out.”
Riley had suspected as much which was not a difficult conclusion to make since it was the only way they got anything in here. “You’re probably right about that.” He admitted, quite certain it could do more harm than good to ask for anything. “Thank you, but I think it would just be wasted on me. Besides, you earned it, and the last thing I’d want to do is take something I didn’t earn.”
Ariadne wasn’t a gym rat or anything but having a body like hers came with a price. One she paid nearly every day. She mostly did cardio which took her running around the neighborhood but there were times she wanted to keep her strength as good as it could be. She had enhanced strength thanks to being a siren but she liked to “bulk up” so to speak. There she saw Riley, the naive boy she’d dined and dicked afterward. “Riley? I didn’t peg you for working out.” She stepped over to him as he laid on the padded bench. She straddled him, wearing her workout clothes. “Miss me?”
@subrileycain
Riley was certainly not used to being in the gym, but with little else to do, boredom got to the young man. As much as he wanted to try and improve himself, his heart wasn’t really in it. The fact that the bar only had a 10 pound weight on either end meant he was barely lifting the bar compared to the others around who could clearly outlift him by a full body weight, which was admittedly not much. He hadn’t expected the woman to straddle him though, which completely caught him by surprise. He barely managed to docket the bar again before turning his attention back to her. “Yes, but a little warning would have been nice.” He said a little out of breath.
The notebook and pen she’d been gifted by a Master pleased by her culinary services, Evolet had taken the time to stroll outside the Chateau, finding a place where the sun could warm her while she wrote in what had become somewhat like a diary. Blurbs of thought, recipes, anything that popped into her head written down in such a haphazard way that should anyone read it, not only would it most likely not make much sense, but it would be surprising that it was written by her organized. Unless one realized the perfect loopy little script hand it was written in.
Even as her cheeks turned red to match her fingers, she didn’t seem to notice or mind the late Autumn chill. Ever so softly humming to herself under her breath, the petite slave, made smaller by her curled up position, barely noticed when someone approached.
Riley didn’t usually pay too much attention to those around him, but the girl he noticed was interesting. She seemed like a slave, but somehow she had gotten her hands on a notebook of some kind. “Where did you get that?” He asked intrigued, hoping it wasn’t too personal. “I hope you don’t mind my asking.”
Danielle always found her happy place, besides turning and running, was the showers. The water against her skin brought about a calmness she always enjoyed. Of course, now it was her only peace of mind considering her situation. Her hand moving straight to the collar she now wore. A light growl escaping her lips was now all she was able to do because of it. She hated this. Being restrained. Her knuckles still slightly bleeding from punching the wall earlier before.
Her ears perked up at the sound of someone coming in. “—can I help you? ” She raised an eyebrow as she turned to see who it is.
Riley usually chose this time to shower since it was less likely to be crowded than the other times, but he should have figured sooner or later someone else might have the same idea. “I didn’t mean to walk up on you like that sorry. I didn’t think anyone would be here right now. I can come back another time.” He had realized anyone was in because of the steam until he heard her voice.