The line where the sky meets the sea?

Noah Marie Beaudet Witch Sailor || 23 || Bilingual "Mieux vaut prévenir que guérir." Geek || Introvert

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character aesthetic — the geek; (requested by a-study-in-unicorns )

“she’s waiting for  s u p e r m a n  to pick her up in his arms”

[witchingxnoah]

dylan-westwitch:

Dylan had one last bag with her belongings in them, it was rather heavy and she felt the need to use magic for the trunk, but was still rather upset about the way she had left things with the people she used to call her family. Looking around, she tried to get the attention of a passerby. “Excuse me,” she looked at them with a kind smile. “I know this is a lot to ask for, but would you mind helping me pick up this trunk?” 

Noah had come back from spending the night outside of Arcadia - on her boat, which was docked at the closest Marina. She was feeling more relaxed than any spa could do for her, as nothing beat being out on the ocean, feeling the wind in her hair and on her face; sailing. When she heard the voice speak up, she offered an equally kind smile and nodded. "Of course." She spoke, French accent dancing over her words. "Are you coming or going?" She asked as she took the handle on one end of the trunk, ready to lift at the same time as the other.

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

The woman’s smile grew a little more excited as the other confessed what she’d like, exactly something that Morgan knew she would enjoy doing. “I like being rough,” she admitted with a mischievous smirk. “Then, I definitely can help you explore those things darlin’… I’m going to order some toys to be brought to us too I think.” she mused, eyes flickering over the woman’s body as she watched Noah walk away. 

When she returned, Morgan whistled quietly. “Damn, you’re incredibly sexy.” she murmured softly, and it amazed her how she managed to hold onto the urge to walk across the room and throw her down there and then. She took the glass with a murmured thank you, and as she took a sip she kept her gaze focused on the other woman. “First? I’d get you all tied up, I personally like using silk, easier on the wrists. I’d tie you so that you’re completely open and parted to me,  then I’d go down on you, until you’re about to cum. But, before you can, I’ll stop. Let you cool down, start over. Over and over, until you’re begging for the sweet release.” She took a step forward, fingertips grazing over where the buttons of the shirt parted to reveal the skin of Noah’s collarbone, “Then, finally, you’ll come. Then, I’ll break out the toys. Use a couple at once, vibrator on your clit whilst I’m fucking you with one of my favourite strap ons. gripping at your hair, tugging it. That’s just the first round.”

"My uhm.. only limits are.. body fluids? And.. I need to see. I need my senses." Back in hgh school, her 'boyfriend' had gotten pictures of her from this method. Pictures he posted over the school, along with all their messages to one another. She might of even enjoyed it had it not been for that experience, and it was hard to really trust someone enough to allow them to do that. "But other than uhm.. I mean.. I'm okay to try anything.."

The compliment made Noah blush, but she was glad her choice of wardrobe - or lack thereof - was  positive choice. "You're... very sexy, too." Noah sipped her own wine, but it was quickly forgotten as the other woman began to speak, lips parting in reaction. She was suddenly grateful for her choice to not wear underwear or a bra now, because she would of just ruined another pair. Eyes watched as the other played with the buttons on her shirt, breathing out a pleading sentence under her breath; in French. Her chest was rising and fallen with her quickened breath, due to the sudden and intense arousal. French words left her mouth again, but there was a pleading and needy tone to her words, regardless of language. ANd her face was red, blushing from the other woman's words, but also her own. "Please.." She finally managed in English, setting her wine down and undoing a single button on her blouse, herself, hoping to convey the sudden need to begin. But curiosity did get the better of her. “What’s uhm.. the second round?”

[witchingxnoah]

summerhxrt:

“You use wine to cook, well that’s very fancy.” she said with a chuckle. “If I could afford it i’d just drink wine all the time, would make the job a little more bearable.” she said, attempting to make a joke. “I’ve spent enough time with Vampires in the last year, it’s actually not that hard when you know what to look for.” she said with a shrug. “Ah, still adjusting to the whole magic thing then?” she asked softly. Taking the arm Summer relaxed. “Oh no, nothing fancy like that, just a little human, I know, weird right, why would I chose to come to a place like this.” she said. It was the first question she got asked every time after all. 

"Is it?" Noah questioned genuinely, not realizing it was anything fancy, because it was just something she grew up doing. "If you uhm.. ever need to relax, you're always more than welcome to stop by my room? I always have a bottle open." The other woman intrigued her, upon hearing who she spent her time with. "Vampires? Is it because you want to be one?" Noah could barely wrap her head around being a witch, let alone dying to become something else. "I was adopted, so it was a bit of a scare as a kid when my eyes- well, they do a thing.. I haven't really found someone to help teach me about it yet.. but I'm hoping to."

The French woman was happy when the other took her arm, and tried to help take as much of the woman's weight as possible or as the other would allow. "I'm technically human, too. Or.. I mean, I don't have the strength the others do. And I came here to enjoy the uhm.. extra curriculars, too." There was a strong blush that spread across her features. "I think if uhm.. someone wanted to be with supernatural creatures in a safe place, there's nowhere better? It's a good choice." She opened the door to her suite and lead the other woman inside, helping her to the couch. SHe got the wine and poured two glasses half way, handing one to SUmmer with a couple advil, as well.

[witchingxnoah]

sirenxscar:

“Oh yes.  I will do it again.”  And that she did while she revealed ripped the girl’s bra off, tossing it aside.  Though she didn’t do it with her song, just from skin to skin contact as her lips attached to one of her breast’s gently biting her nipple.  Watching her try and move against the restraints only turned Scarlett on more.  Her begging, her need for Scarlett.  Her hand returned under the girl’s skirt, pulling the panties down and letting them fall as she just barely touched the girl’s wetness, teasing her and playing with her clit.  Her lips moved to the other breast as she slowly pushed one finger inside of the wet center that she knew wanted it so bad.  “You’re soaked,” she purred, taking a step back to revel in her view while she moved the one finger in and out over and over again, painfully slow.

When her bra was ripped aside, Noah made a mental note that she should probably start going without one of those around here - underwear, too. She coulnd't afford to just keep buying more; okay, she could, but it would be a waste of money. Her head fell back in ecstasy when a mouth landed on her nipple, moaning out when it was bit. "N-no.. please.. more." Noah wasn't sure exactly what to bed for, she just needed to be touched. For the first time since arriving, she really needed to be touched in an almost desperate way; no, exactly in a desperate way.

When a finger was finally pushed inside of her, she moaned out again, getting off at the very thought of being in the room they were. Of being restrained and touched. "I- that.. you did that to me.." Noah answered, blushing, a little uncertain if being so wet was a bad thing or not, as she had never been this wet before. She felt like she had to explain just why she was so wet. "Please!" Her hips tried to roll down onto the teasing finger. "Please.. I-I need more.."

[witchingxnoah]

sirenxscar:

Scarlett let out a light chuckle.  People who hadn’t experienced what sirens could do were often taken off guard the first time.  “That’s just beginning, gorgeous.”  She touched the girl’s red cheeks, rubbing with her thumb.  “Beautiful.”  Scarlett took a walk around Noah, watching her bound there, biting her lip.  When she made her way back to the girl’s face, she kissed her again, sliding her hand up her skirt and smiling as she pulled away.  “My, my…,” her fingers moved the girl’s panties and she swirled her fingers around the soaked center before bringing her fingers to her lip and licking them, “yes, you do need it.” She smirked and began undoing her shirt, placing kisses on her collar bone and using her siren abilities through touch instead of sound.  

Beginning? Would she get more? She wanted more. "I- can you do it again?" She asked, almost greedily - it felt like such a rush, and she already wanted to feel it again. The way the siren walked around her, looked at her when she did so.. it had Noah getting more and more worked up. And her mind couldn't fall from the idea that people she didn't even know could be watching. Kissing the woman back, she moaned in shock when she felt a much needed hand between her legs, rocking her hips instantly into the touch. But she felt it - underwear pushing against her core, she felt the cool, excessive dampness press back against her. And for some reason, it didn't surprise her.

"Please.." Noah whined, hands tugging at the restraints, uselessly. She almost forgot they were there in a desperate need to be touched. This was going to be addicting - she knew that right away.

[witchingxnoah]

sirenxscar:

Scarlett couldn’t keep her eyes off of the girl, her mind reeling with all the things she wanted to do to her.  “Let me show you.”  Scar didn’t sing, she didn’t want to be too much for the girl, but she let out a hum using her abilities to turn the girl on without even having to touch her.  “You’re right.  I do feed off of this.”  Hearing the girl say she could feed off of her made Scarlett’s panties dampen though her face didn’t show it.  “I would love to help.”  Grabbing the binds that hung from the ceiling, Scarlett took the other’s hands and placed a soft kiss on her lips as she bound her wrists over her head.  “How badly do you want it?,” she whispered as she pulled away from the kiss.

"Oh, fuck.." Noah moaned out softly, lips parting after licking them. Her chest rose and fell to match her quickened breathing, and her face blushed all the way to her ears, as she looked to the siren. Part of her was embarrassed, because she hadn't even been touched. Bust mostly, the look was lustful, because if the woman could hum and do that to her, what else could she do? Noah hadn't known what to expect, but it was more than she ever could. Noah melted into the kiss as she allowed her hands to be bound, and she looked over to the mirror. Seeing herself like that, knowing others could see that same thing - it turned her on further. And maybe no one was out there right now, but fuck.. maybe there were. This was the moment that Noah decided her favourite place at the resort would be this room.

"Please.." Noah begged, whimpering er her thighs tried to create a much needed friction. "I-I need it.." Wanted? Yes. Needed? Also yes. "Badly.. very, very badly.."

[kitty-n-classe]

[witchingxnoah]

@morganisms

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

“Oh, I’m very glad it was an outloud one.” the woman replied with a grin as she looked at him, “I’m just sayin’ I love a woman who knows what she wants, so hearin’ that was definitely a good thing. What else d’you want me to do to you darlin’? What do you like?” she replied with a smirk, tilting her head questioningly. “Oh, don’t feel bad I’d be more then satisfied. So will you. We can always eat after as well, regain our strengths for another round.” she smirked. 

As she followed behind Noah into the suite she chuckle a little, following towards the wine holder. “I trust your judgement beautiful,” the escort replied with a smile as she came up behind her and placed her hands gently on the the blondes waist, lips pressed to her neck before moving up to her ear, “You pick.”

That was a hard question, especially since Noah didn't know what the other was into. She'd prefer to be able to list mutual turn ons, but she supposed when having sex with someone new, that wasn't always information one just had. "I-I like.. things rough." She admitted bashfully. "Maybe uhm.. being tied up? There are.. a lot of things that make me curious about." Most of which she had yet to try. "I like your order of things better." She decided to admit, especially after the other had said she liked hearing what women wanted.

"I think the eighty-nine pavillon rouge will be perfect?" She questioned, letting out a relaxing moan as she felt lips on her neck; hands on her waist. "One moment.." Reluctantly, Noah slid from the woman's touch, disappearing for two minutes and coming back out with quite literally nothing but an oversized button up, white blouse on. She picked up the bottle of wine and the glasses again, blushing - she was trying a new thing where she could be brave enough to try and be.. well, sexy. She poured them each a half glass of the vintage wine and took a sip, stepping right back into the others' space, but facing her this time. "If I asked- I mean.. what would uhm.. you ...like to do to me?"

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

The woman’s reply made Morgan chuckle a little, as she raised an eyebrow, “Please?” she echoed, deliberately shifting her gaze over the woman’s body before returning them to meet the guests with a smirk. “Well, then I guess we know what I’m eating for dinner.” she whispered in response, winking playfully. “Yeah? Well, maybe I should give you a private dance later as well, just for you.” she promised with a chuckle, “Oh yeah, I mean, look at me now. Talking to a sexy blonde, promise of being able to fuck her senseless later, how can I not enjoy it?”

"That- that was supposed to be a head thought, not a spoken one.." Noah countered, a little embarrassed she had said it out loud. "Maybe dessert?" She countered, licking her lips. "I-I'd feel bad. You coming over and.. and not eating properly first. Especially after all that dancing? And before a uhm.. good workout?" A private dance, though? Biting her lip, Noah's eyes went over the woman's body, swallowing hard and nodding. Who could ever pass up a private dance by this woman?

The others' words only prompted to turn her on more, the idea of being fucked senseless was always a good one to have. She let them both into her suite, closing the door behind them. "I- what kind of wine would you like?" She hadn't had an escort in her room before, and she'd be lying if part of her didn't want to get to the sex, because she was certainly aroused just from what the other said earlier. She walked over to what was once a paddle boat, converted into a wine holder, almost a dozen bottles there. She took two wine glasses, hanging upside down, from the top of it, and waited for an answer.

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

“It is,” she agreed, before the woman’s comment brought a wicked thought to mind, and she leant over to bring her lips to the woman’s ear, “Well, as much as the thought of you preparing something for me to eat back at your room, there’s somethin’ else I’m plannin’ on eatin’ t’night darlin’” she replied with a chuckle, reaching to brush  some of the blonde’s hair from her face. “You can ask darlin’ I don’t mind. I was a burlesque dancer.” she replied, before the woman asked the wrong kind of question. “Well, I like to have sex and I get paid for it. What else could be better?”

Noah couldn't help but freeze as she felt lips on her ear, her own parting as the insinuation of what would likely happen, sending shocks of electricity throughout her entire body. "Please.." It was a whispered inner thought that accidentally became an outer thought, causing a deep blush to take over the tolerable light one. "Well, you're very good at it. I-I uhm.. couldn't take my eyes off you." The other had been quite enticing, after all. "That's a beautiful thing." She stated earnestly. "Any time you can get paid for doing something you love, I mean. Are you enjoying the resort?"

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

“Oh honey, no. Parties are way more fun when there’s just two people. Especially when one of those people is me.” she replied with a wicked grin, tilting her head a  little as she studied the woman. “Ooh well how can I say no t’that?” she replied with a chuckle as she began to follow the woman with a smirk. The question of learning to dance had her pause for just a moment, “Oh, I danced back home. I was a dancer, up until I came to work here.”

"Your English language is strange." Noah pointed out as she thought about it - she supposed now she knew that party could group together just two people.It made no sense, but neither did half of their grammar rules, either. "What kind of fun would you like to have at this party?" Noah asked, finding a blush creep over her features. "What kind of dancer? Am I allowed to ask that?" She hoped she wasn't being invasive with her questions, she was just genuinely curious. "What made you want to come here, instead?"

[witchingxnoah]

morganisms:

“Well do you now?” the brunette replied with a bright smile, “Well that’s just perfect honey, I’d love to go accompany you to your suite, perhaps we should just take the party there? So we can be more comfortable?” she suggested, raising an eyebrow questioningly as she looked to the woman curiously. Morgan was always up for a party, that was never out of the question, and it was her job after all to make the guests comfortable – who was she to deny someone a request?

"I'd be okay with that. Taking the party there. Just uhm.. isn't a party usually with more people?" Something Noah wasn't a fan of, where the English language was concerned. Party meant a gathering of a group of people, but it could be taken out of context to mean a party for two - which contradicted what the word even meant, really. "Have you had dinner? I could uhm.. put something together for us?" She got up from where she was seated and began heading out, towards her suite. "Where did uhm.. you learn to dance like that?" She questioned with a light blush, hoping to make conversation.

[witchingxnoah]

summerhxrt:

“Four kinds? Why not just drink them all.” she joked with a grin. As the girl came closer Summer smiled softly, she was nice, something she hadn’t found a lot of since she’d arrived. “I can walk, but thank you for the offer.” she said with a grin as she gathered her strength to walk with the girl. It was taking a lot out of her, being an escort. The supernatural creature’s definitely had more stamina then she was used to, but that wasn’t a terrible thing, she was usually left very satisfied by them, and she did her best to be their perfect little play thing. “So.. you’re not a vampire.” she said as she looked over at the brunette. “I’ve gotten good at telling that much.” she said with a grin as they walked. “Werewolf? Witch? Human?” she rambled on, trying to get to know the other a bit more. 

"Because I have many bottles of each kind. And some are for cooking. I usually only have a glass with dinner - two if there's reason to. Like company." She smiled over to the other as she walked with her in the direction of her suite. "How did you figure out I wasn't?" She asked curiously, though her smile said she wasn't offended by the - correct - assumption. "A witch." She finally disclosed. "I think. That's what they tell me, anyways. I'm still trying to figure out what that means, though." She shrugged a shoulder, silently offering out her arm for the other, wordlessly asking if she'd like help again. "Are you a witch?"

[witchingxnoah]

sirenxscar:

Scarlett watched the other closely, her bashfulness making her bite her lip for a moment. She let the door close and walked around, pulling the binds that hung from the ceiling and played with them a bit as she looked at the other. “I like that you can watch or play… I like that people let loose in here and give in fully to things they normally wouldn’t.” The siren walked over to Noah again, grabbing one of her hands. “I can help you fully give in to your desires. Have you ever been with a siren?”

The fact that this woman was speaking in French to her, made Noah shiver all the more with excitement. She suddenly wanted to be very naked in this room wth this very beautiful woman. "I don't think I have." She shook her head, though she could of been wrong. It wasn't like the supernatural world was something she grew up in. Licking her lips, she looked down at their connected hands, braving her thumb to caress the other woman's hand. "But I.. I hear you feed off of.. this?" She wasn't exactly sure what they fed off exactly, just that it had to do with sex. "You can uhm.. feed off me." She offered with a blush, taking a step closer - actually, it was more like half a step, but in Noah's mind it was a full one. "I'd.. like that. To give in fully? With your help?" The woman was already aroused, feeling heat course through her body; particularly her core.

[witchingxnoah]

sirenstjames:

   “The list?” Roxanne regarded the girl with warmth and intrigue, always taking a fondness for the more delicate types — especially given that she was essentially anything but. Around a place like Arcadia, it was rare to find someone who felt so skittish to the topic of sex, but she could sense something more in the girl - an openness which the lounge singer found endearing and appealing. “I’m open to anything, darling, but do tell me what’s on this list of yours. Perhaps I can help tick a few items off.”

"Well, uhm.. there's- there's spanking.." Of course. But listing off other things she thought she'd enjoy? She knew a handful of things, for sure, but she also knew she was still discovering kinks to put on the list. For example, she learned just that day that ice could be used in a sensual manner, and that intrigued her a great deal. It hadn't before she learned of it, though; before it was thought about. "Maybe.. things a little public? I-I also like.. well, not being in control? Rough.. rough sex? I learned today that ice could be used in different ways and it sounded uhm.. very sexy? I-I'd like to think I'm open to most.. just not sensory deprivation. I need to be able to see?" Past trauma with that specific issue.

"Is.. would you be interested in any of this? Maybe more? I'm uhm.. still figuring things out? I just know that.. those things for sure ake my body really.. warm." She swallowed hard, feeling her body heat up already at the thought. “You’re.. you’re very beautiful.”

[witchingxnoah]

wesleyward:

It was obvious that this random girl had come through something traumatic, had lost someone who meant a lot to her. The better part of Wesley thought that maybe he should talk to her about it, let her know that it would all be okay. But then again, he was never the type to console someone when they were in anguish, so he didn’t believe that he would have been the best person for the job. Even if he did know this girl more than the current book that she was reading, he didn’t think he would go out of his way to help her out. 

“Don’t apologize.” He chuckled, shaking his head a little as he gestured to her. “You are quite the story teller. Have you thought about becoming some sort of author? I assume that you might be able to write something even better than what you can find in here.” He smirked, tapping the cover of the book she was holding. 

Noah laughed at his suggestion, like it was an odd thing to say, though she realized the outburst may of been a little rude. "Definitely not." Her nose scrunched a little, though she was smiling. "I'm going to take over the vineyard from my father. It's why I went to business school in America. I wanted to show I earned the position and it wasn't given to me. It's a big business, but  grew up learning all about it. I would follow him around any chance I could. My Père use to have to drag me away from my father's side - for school. It's all I've ever wanted to do, and uhm.. I think I'm good at it. Business, I mean." Writing just wasn't for her, in all honesty. "But .. thank-you for saying so? You're uhm.. not a witch, are you?"