#mason2

[missfoxymelissa-blog]

Past - Post Party Cures

@vampiremason

Melissa was plastered and she felt really bad that Mason had to put up with her, but then again it was Mason. She knew he would be the one person... thing... vampire thing who wouldn’t care how she was. She stood in his villa attempting to unzip her dress. It was too tight and her boobs needed to breathe for once in their miserable, unfilled lives. She finally reached the zipper with a loud AHA sound and slowly unzipped the dress. She stepped out of it and let out a deep breath.

“Fuck... why do we wear clothes? Why do we have to wear stupid tight dresses and heels and bras and thongs? Do you know how uncomfortable a thong is? Do you Mason? Mason?” she called out frowning, forgetting where he’d said he’d gone.

[vocallyadam-blog]

[Song sung by Mason for Adam on the afternoon of June 5th, slightly modified lyrics and a blushing cupcake face Mason included.]

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race, from self control. Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine, we’re doing fine, we’re doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high, that your kiss might kill me. So won’t you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer.

The words are hushed lets not get busted; just lay entwined here, undiscovered. Safe in here from all the stupid questions. “hey did you get some?” Man, that is so dumb.

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember, I’ll always remember the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and the time on the clock when we realized it’s so late and this walk that we shared together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked so I jumped it, and I let you in. And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it. And I knew that you meant it.

[dearcayomohiro]

Must be Nice Glasses

"Sidewinder, huh?" She mused, reading over the message Alerion had sent her a few times over before closing it. The two white mages had set up little quests for each of the players that had gathered the night before, and set them up accordingly. She was to be set up with Sidewinder, whom she had luckily been acquainted with before the other night. Pinching her forefinger and thumb together, she opened up her user menu and began to write Sidewinder a message:

[Hey. Looks like we're partners, partner. We have to start at Nazcanchu to begin our mission, so I'll be at the town square.]

[missmarisa-x]

Drunken Nights [FLASHBACK] || Marison.

Things were getting heated between the two, as Mason slammed the bedroom door shut. Niall had left two nights ago, and had ignored her for the whole week after she had given him everything. But now she didn't care about Niall; it was all about Mason. They had gotten drunk and had resorted back to his home as to where they were at the moment. Marisa had her legs wrapped around his waist, her back was pinned to the wall and the boy before her was kissing her weak spot. A small groan seethed through her lips as her eyes closed. "Don't fucking tease me, Mase." She pulled his lips back up to hers as she kissed them hungrily.