Apr 12, 2014
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Please remember guys, that if you follow sorrentinodaughter (Toria Sorrentino), my OC, you won't get a mutual follow. She's a side blog.
♉ [Toria]
Send in ♉ for my character’s reaction to suddenly being kissed by yours
They’d been flirting around it for days now. Everything about her set him off, made him whine and want and to protect, to be close to her. He’s been playing with fire, getting closer to her, driving himself up. But then her lips are on his and he groans before he kisses her back deeply. hand sliding into her hair to draw her closer. Now that he had a taste of her, he didn’t want it to just end there.
Drawing her into his lap, Logan groaned again and helped her to straddle his lap. Her warmth curled into him, against him, and everything about this just felt right. He wanted all of this, all of her, though right now he’ll be happy to just not lose her mouth for a good long while.
♍ [Toria]
Send in ♍ for my character’s reaction to yours telling them they are a virgin
Logan watched Victoria as she uttered those words. She was a virgin. It settled something in him, something wolf and feral in him that wanted her all to himself, to know she’d never been with a man that fully, that he would be her first. Cupping her cheek, Logan pulled her closer to him with a soft sound. “Toria.”
If she thought it would scare him away, she was wrong. It only cemented his wanting to claim her. He drew her to him gently, dipping to kiss her. “I’ll be gentle when we get there,” he murmured gently against her mouth. He didn’t want to move too fast, and now he really didn’t want to push. “Make you feel amazing.” Dipping, he ran his mouth along her jaw gently to nip at her ear. “Just tell me when you’re ready.”
I do what I want. Answer for Toria and Logan.
SEND ME A SHIP INVOLVING MY MUSE AND I’LL TELL YOU [nsfw version]
Who is louder? Toria
Who is more experimental? Toria, though Logan is very willing to try new things.
Who takes more risks? Logan does
Do they fuck or make love? Both. Very much both
Lights on or off? Both, though Logan loves being able to see her, so he prefers on.
Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Logan.
Who is more likely to suggest a threesome? Logan, but only in teasing.
Has either stolen the other’s underwear? Toria, though Logan will admit to having a pair of her underwear somewhere.
Who comes first? Toria, always. Logan always sees to it.
Who is better at oral and who prefers it? Logan is better at oral, but Toria prefers to give than receive. For the moment. Logan plans on changing her views on oral.
Who is more submissive? Toria is more submissive
Who usually initiates things? Logan usually starts things.
Who is more sensitive? Toria.
Who has the most patience? Toria does.
Which kinks do they share? Exploring new things, biting and leaving marks, tying each other down.
What kinks do they have that clash? There isn’t too much that clashes, but then, they’re still exploring.
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Trouble Comes To Town | Katherine & Victoria
The wind blew through the trees and a soft howl can be heard in the distance of the hundred acre property. Her parents had gone off for a run, and Katherine knew that it meant that they were getting some alone parent time. Something she was completely okay with if she didn't have to actually hear it while it was going on.
Katherine was working in the backroom, music playing to give her something to bounce around to a little. She was working on a few presents, and getting them matted and framed took time. Though the crunch of the gravel on the drive cut through the music to her ears and she lowered it to a quiet background level. Bare feet carried her to the front door. She had expected a quiet evening of work, so she's in cut off shorts and a white tank top, hair pulled into a ponytail to keep it out of her face.
She doesn't wait for a knock, pulling the door open and tilting her head curiously at the woman on the other side. "Can I help you?"