#post: f2f

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Catching Up || Jones Siblings

@jonesingforben

Alayna beamed down at her phone and jumped up from the couch where she had been seated. She pulled on her boots and then slung on her jacket. She grabbed her keys and then picked up her phone before rushing out of the suite. She stopped midway down the hall and turned back to grab her hat as well, before finally making her way out of the Switch dorms and across to the Dominant ones. She worked her way through the building to her brother’s suite and knocked eagerly on the door, bouncing from foot to foot with excitement. It had been way too long since she had last seen him and she had missed him a ton.

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Show You Around || Alayna & Ainsley

@ainsley-corcoran

Stepping outside of the Switch dorms, bundled up as much as she could to shield herself from the cold air, Alayna wrapped her arms around herself and waited patiently for Ainsley to arrive. She was grateful that the fellow Switch was willing to show her around a bit. She knew she could probably figure everything out herself, but it was nice to know that she would have some company and someone to chat with. Alayna was looking forward to getting to know people and becoming friends with individuals at the institute and Ainsley seemed like a pretty good person to get to know; she hoped that she wasn’t wrong about that.

[ashtonclarke]

face to face → open

Cast parties were a fond, fond memory of Ashton’s and despite the fact that this wasn’t technically a production he’d ever been directly involved in, it had still been incredible to watch other people dedicate so much of themselves to something he’d dedicated a good chunk of his life to. Needless to say he was in impeccable spirits as he watched the party flow around him from his perch on a beach chair. He was debating dancing or getting up and actually being social instead of lounging in the corner when a shadow settled over him and he glanced up with a lazy grin, “Enjoyin’ the festivities?” A brief tilt of his head to cement the question as he took a slow sip of the beer in his hand.

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What’s New? Pussycat || Huntova

switchingclarington

Though she mightn’t want to admit it, Hunter Clarington had managed to capture Nova’s interest. He was handsome, certainly, but also confident and witty and that was something she admired in others (though only in moderate doses, of course) whom she desired to both dominate and spend time with. 

The last time she had spent time with Hunter they had gone to dinner together, and ever since then she’s wanted to have the opportunity again. So when the opportunity had arisen to both adopt a new pet and to take the male with her she’d been more than willing to invite the other along. Nova spends much of the morning tidying her room and preparing for her new pet (though she’d certain it won’t stay that way for long) to arrive home; only bothering to change her shorts to some high waisted jeans and adding a coat of lipstick before she heads downstairs.

Armed with the cat carrier and a camera the blonde makes her way down to the common room to meet Hunter; there only a moment before he appears; taking the opportunity to snap a candid photo before placing it back away in her bag with a slightly smug smile curling up the corners of her red lips. “Hello, Hunter.”

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Novison || 12/7

Nova hadn’t been lying when she said that she didn’t want to share Jamie. Since his return from London she hadn’t had the opportunity to secure any alone time with her favourite male Dominant and now tat the opportunity had arisen she wasn’t about to share it with anyone; much less Erica. It takes the blonde only a minute to swipe on her signature red lip and run her fingers through the short touseled curls, throwing an oversized cardigan on over the white bodysuit she has on. 

She’s not even sure why she bothers really - she’s only going to end up a dishevelled mess but she wants to look nice for Jamie, and with that she’s making the short trip down the hall and knocking twice on the door.

“You’d best let me in quickly, Jamie, because otherwise myself and this backside of mine might get carted off by all these admirers.”

[ julydomme ]

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Haiva || 7/1

[ submissivehaiden ]

Nova was excited to meet with Haiden. The boy seemed sweet and kind even if a little naive. But those were the kinds of submissives she had realized she loved - sweet and innocent, eager to please and generally so very excited about everything. Maybe it’s the fact that she wants to have the pleasure of tainting them with spankings and orgasms - or maybe she finds herself needing the complete opposite of what she usually spends her time around. 

The blonde is feeling good - better than good, actually - because between her future plans to Dominate, the night previous with Augustus and her plans the following evening with Hunter the Domme can’t help but feel as through everything is starting to settle into place ahead of the school year and her first in an Advanced position. Nova hasn’t been waiting long down in the dorm common room when the Clarington she assumes is Haiden appears, offering him the sweetest smile that she can manage. 

“Hello, Haiden. It’s nice to finally meet you. Are you ready to head into town now?” 

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Cobblestone Streets || Novbastian

[ theprominentdominant ]

When Nova had decided to pay a visit to the new Chinese restaurant in town after a shift at work, she hadn’t expected that a ‘shortcut’ would leave her hopelessly lost in the town she had thought she’d come to know over the past year. If she weren’t so hungry she might have just resigned herself to cafeteria food for the fourth night in a row but she’s on a mission with a hankering for beef with cashews and some spring rolls that only takeaway food can satisfy.

When walking further out of the centre of town proves fruitless in her search, the Domme doubles back onto the main street with a huffed sigh and a disgruntled grumble, pulling out her phone in order to look up the address; pinching and expanding the map on the screen so she can view the street names.

The blonde is so focused on following the map her phone that she doesn’t notice the male walking in the opposite direction until they crash into one another; nearly spilling her coffee all over the other.

“Crap. God, sorry. Jesus Christ.”

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FTF || Novrica

It only takes Nova a minute to decide what she’s going to do. Shutting her laptop and shoving it across the bed it only takes her a moment to push her feet into some flats and grab her keycard before heading out into the hall. 

If she were being honest with herself - yes, she had enjoyed the times she and Erica had fallen into bed. There’s been countless times over the last year that they’ve wound up tangled together in the sheets, and being roommates certainly hadn’t helped to stop that. There was no point in denying it, really; it wasn’t like Nova was ashamed of it nor did she regret it either.

The blonde Domme walks briskly down the corridor before knocking quickly, allowing Erica the briefest of moments to realize she was there before she’s surging forward towards the other female, hands reaching out to cup the brunette’s jaw and tangling in the strands that framed Erica’s face as their lips crash together; words being breathed into brunette’s mouth. “I’ve told you before. Don’t challenge me.”