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rcsponsive:

he doesn’t know whether to take that too nice comment as a compliment or insult. raphael knows she means well with it— but it reminds him that there was a time where he wasn’t NICE, that attitude was beaten from him ; in truth it was something he’d NEEDED albeit not to that d e g r e e. ‘ I know how t’SEDUCE a woman, m’not that inept, ‘ there is not offense taken to her words, he just knows that he is a much more p l e a s a n t person when he he enters or stays within the realm of SUBSPACE. the older man never wants to be seen as that a g g r e s s i v e brute of a man again. his body sits back in the chair, SUBDROP fading away as her dainty fingertips glide through the short strands at the base of his head. his eyes close as she leans forward and he feels her hand dip just under the collared hem of the BATES shirt to reach his nipple and take it between index & thumb. raphael GROANS, it resonates from his chest and he’s s u r g i n g into it until she pulls back. body slumps back gently, ‘ f-fuck. ‘

She laughed, swinging her leg a little, using the bounce to cross if over the other knee. “Never said you were inept, Raphael,” she said with a grin, and a kiss to his cheek. “But since you said you can...” there was a smirk on her lips, as she trailed off, “I want to see you seduce me,” she whispered, her lips close to his ear. She had expected his reaction, knowing what simple nipple play did to him, and it brought a wild sort of satisfaction to her. Almost unable to help herself, she leaned in slightly to bite at his earlobe. “Feeling good, baby?”

#raphael;

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( @xrubywhite )

She’d been searching around the mansion for another interesting conversation, instead, she was met with a rough bump to her side. It ripped her attention away from the empty hallway to watch as some stranger raced down another hall. “Well, that was quite rude,” she spoke with a pout.

xrubywhite-blog

THE BROWN HAIRED wasn’t new to busy bodies running around; one does not simply live in New York and not get used to the rush of the city. So when she saw a girl get hit by someone’s shoulder as they passed by, she chuckled. “You’d hate New York, I think,” she said, grinning.

#bailey;

rcsponsive:

raphael sits in the sand ( hair still damp from his swim ), hands carefully lifting handfuls of sand and letting it funnel out form his calloused digits. familiar voice next to him pulls him from his zoned out state. a small smile arises on his lips at her words, ‘ I don’t know how to PROPERLY respond t’that first part, that can’t be comfortable. ‘ her question as him glancing back to his feet as he digs his freckled toes into the sand more, ‘ s’goin’ okay, m’not lookin’ forward to the BONFIRE or fireworks but the sand feels nice. how y’er night ‘sides y’know seeing sand poured into someones ass? ‘

“Right?” She asked, grinning. Taking a couple of steps forward, she turned around to sit beside Raphael, leaning on him, as if she was drunker than she was. She was only barely tipsy, a light buzz floating around her head. “It was really gross, actually,” she muttered. She shrugged. “It’s alright. If a little boring. This is nothing compared to some of the parties I’ve been to in Miami. Perks of the job,” she grinned, making a weak attempt at finger guns.

#raphael;

ofchesters:

“Hey! When have I ever been ‘big strong boy’ ‘round here when we have collectors and guards? Plus, it’s closer to, like, six. Which is, like, more!” Chester was still sporting a ridiculously goofy smile. “I would’ve been fine if I didn’t lose a bet.”

She made a small sound in agreement. “Hmmm, okay, fair enough. I think I was trying to stroke your ego to make you feel better about being a lightweight.” She said with a laugh. “Ooooh,” she made a noise of interest. “What did you bet on?”

#chester;

ethanvanderbilt:

“That doesn’t even sound remotely sexy?” Ethan questioned and looked over towards her. “I don’t understand people sometimes.” He said and shook his head. “It’s going well.”

“Exactly.” She said, shuddering as she took another gulp and tried to push the image out of her head. “I honestly gave up a while ago,” she said, chuckling. “It’s a change, isn’t it?”

#ethan;

“THERE ARE TIMES when I think I’ve seen the worst humanity can offer, and then I see someone pouring sand into someone else’s asshole. With their mouth. And then I stand corrected,” she said, with a shudder, as she uncorked the bottle and took a large swig.

“So how’s your night going?”

#batesmstart #batesmb #ooc; yikes what even is this im sorry #ooc; they were probably fucking in the sand and ruby freaked

ofchesters:

“Oh, crap,” Chester let out a small giggle, blinking up at the person in front of him with wide eyes. “I think I overestimated my drinking abilities.” Another laugh. “I feel tipsy!”

“BIG STRONG BOY like you turns out to be a fuckin’ lightweight. I should have guessed three shots would have you falling on your ass,” Ruby grinned, laughing back at the other.

#chester;

rcsponsive:

even in his haze, he could now see the way she smiled around his nipple, she was enjoying this as much as he was; he GROANS. his chest heaves in an attempt to keep the contact to his body. but he doesn’t have to as her mouth simply moves over to the opposite side, this time suckling on it. his cock twitched, leaking precum with it. he tries his best not to thrash, panting and groaning. after a while, the woman pulled off and he almost slumped forward finally able and wanting to catch his full breath. it was too much and not enough all at the same time. his hands had moved now from his thighs to behind his back; one hand grasping the others wrist.

raphael parts his lips in the kiss and m o a n s thickly into her mouth again as manicured fingertips find his dirty blonde locks again. he could’ve figured the question was rhetorical considering his body had been a dead giveaway. ‘ yes — yes ma’am, I like that. ‘ her teeth sink into his bottom lip and he GROANS once again as digits find his nipple. willingly his head sunk into her chest, lightly stubbled jawline scraps against corset material, he breaths out against her, eyelids fluttering closed. does he think he can? he KNOWS he can. answer is on the tip of his tongue but her other hand added back to his chest has more GROANS leaving him, ‘ yes, yes ma’am I can. ‘

She almost pouted when he didn’t reach out for her, but she knew it was just a sign of how good he was. She chuckled when he replied to her question, and Ruby rewarded him with another, longer tug at his nipples. If this was how he reacted with simple nipple stimulation, she needed to find out how far a touch to his cock would take him. Goosebumps appeared on her skin in response to his hot breath seeping through the fabric of her corset, and she she let herself shiver for a moment, and then gasped out a laugh. “Sounds about right,” she teased.

He could cum from just that, she knew, but she wanted to take her time with him. Her hands pulling away from his chest, she grabbed his head by his hair again, and pulled him off of her, steadying him. One look down to his cock, and she couldn’t help as she dipped a single manicured finger into his precum and brought it up to her lips to lick it. Sucking on it, she smacked her lips as she pulled out her digit from her lips. Using the damp finger to trail down the centre of his chest, she tilted her head and teased his nipple again, with soft, barely there touches. “Are you ready to cum, baby? Or do you need some more?”

#raphael;

rcsponsive:

it usually seemed like he was always teetering on the edge between FULL reality and SUBSPACE —- that was easy for him to slip right into SUBSPACE sometimes by simply dropping to his knees. raphael feels better now that he was able to elicit laughter from another. ‘ too nice? ‘ he questions, because sometimes he does believe he is a PUSHOVER, so maybe he is too nice. she kisses his cheek and indeed GOOD BOYS do flush a beautiful crimson. ‘ if y’say so. ‘

Ruby nodded, smiling. “Too nice,” she repeated. “I feel like you never learned how to flirt with a girl, let alone how to seduce a woman,” she said, “and for me, that’s refreshing.” She said, and then chuckled. “I do,” she said, nodding, “You’re adorable, and sweet, and one of my favourites,” she said, shifting and playing with the hair on the nape of Raphael’s neck. She then leaned forward to whisper in his ear, as her hand slid under his uniform and pinched a nipple. “You’re also so responsive,” she bit at his earlobe and pulled away just slightly to watch his reaction.

#ooc; did u see what i did there #raphael;

mirelagvanev:

“Well, I could say the same about mine, half of it to be honest”, Mirela retorted with a smirk. “If my sister were like yours, I’d probably be having the time of my life. I mean, I’m fed, I can take a shower, I have a bed to lay down when I’m tired, and I don’t have to work for it. All I have to do is to fuck people willing to pay one million dollars to have a cabin here”, she couldn’t help but letting some sarcasm out on her voice. She stopped by the door of the woman’s cabin. “That’s pretty rare, I don’t believe I know of any example of someone being with a richer person, or with a higher status just because they like them”, she said.

“I think most families are like that,” she said, with a small shrug. “It’s not like everyone likes to air their dirty laundry out in public, right?” She asked, and then snorted, “fair enough,” she said with a chuckle. She opened the door and walked into her chicly decorated cabin, her heels clicking on the marbled floor. “Oh?” She asked. “I do think you’re rare, then. Because I know many people who have ‘friends’ because of their money. It’s sad, actually...” the fact she was referring to herself was obvious.

#mirela;

rcsponsive:

raphael doesn’t mean to let things get to him that much, but sometimes it’s HARD— like his cock is right now. she taps his shoulder, gaze still doesn’t meet hers, but his eyes do close; head leaning into the hand place upon his cheek. when she gives him the quiet order, his eyelids flutter open and he willingly follows her guided action so his eyes meet hers. head nods at her words, eyes crossing a little to look at the tip of his nose, then back to her face. his brows furrow at the d i s g u s t i n g pickup line she utters, ‘ I’d never say that, ever. ‘ worry flows from him, though, it doesn’t surprise him that she’s heard that . ‘ no ma’am, ‘ he counters very quickly, ‘ m’a GOOD BOY, right? ‘

She wondered how close to subspace he was, with how quickly he sunk into her touch. She chuckled at him when he went cross eyed to follow her kiss. A laugh escaped her as she saw the expression of disgust mar his face. “I know, baby boy,” she said, grinning. “You’re too nice.” She said, and then kissed his cheek. “You’re a good boy, and good boys don’t use terrible pick up lines. They probably blush and stutter their way through something cuter, but I don’t think you’re ever going to need to use one on me,” she teased.

#raphael;

rcsponsive:

if there was one sure fire way to get raphael to relax it was stimulation to his nipples. the soft touches to his freckled skin helped but nothing worked wonders like nipple play. he’d had to deal with it ever since he’d been issued his BATES uniform. evidently, the shirts were not meant for his broad chest. every time he moved material would scrap, the nubs would pebble and he’d be dealing with a BONER for the rest of the day.

it brings him back, to almost every time they were more or less used against him. a memory that stands out the most is the first time, the first time he’d been introduced to it, the first time his body responded to it. the discovery is something that happened rather quickly, in fact it was the first time he came when he was with elizabeth; sixteen, YOUNG and inexperienced. she’d been mapping out his body, running her manicured fingertips over the freckled skin and flesh of his entire body. when they ran over U N S U S P E C T I N G nipples, it was like electricity running current through his entire body that shot straight to his cock.

the same thing was happening NOW, the same thing that happened every god damn time his nipples received attention. repeated action over his nipples, causes; two more GROANS, more hip response— stuttering, twitching of calloused fingertips on his thighs. his breathing was even more incredibly ragged when she pulled away. whine emits through parted full lips when it stops, he had tried to hold it in. there’s no point in completely catching his breath because she’s back at it, this time with coral muscle from between her lips. anything? anything, his mind echoes. but his chest surges into the tug, and he cries out, eyes rolling to the back of his head. ‘ yes, fuck — anythin’ ! ‘

His whines and moans were like music to he ears, and she smiled around the nipple. She was half expecting his reaction, so she was ready when he arched into her touch. Rubbing his nipple between her teeth she pulled away with a tug. Switching over to the other one, she sucked on the pebbled nub for a long while before pulling back completely.

Ruby leaned in and kissed him, tugging on his hair again. “Did you like that?” She asked, biting his lower lip. Her free hand returning to tug at a nipple. She wanted to swallow his moans. Using the grip she had on his hair she pressed his face into her chest. Even as she shivered from the feeling, she grinned in satisfaction. “Do you think you can cum from just that?” She asked, softly, loosening her grip in his hair to pull on both his nipples again.

#raphael;

elliotshaw:

Elliot let out a quiet laugh at how she’d just repeated her question but in a less aggressive way - because yes he did have a point. “I actually don’t. Sorry to disappoint,” he responded. He assumed she’d make some comment about him being a disappointed or something, just because she seemed to be that kind pf person. Elliot mostly found it amusing, he enjoyed this teasing, the way he could win people up. Although she was already annoyed.

“Oh, I like that,” Elliot said enthusiastically as he pushed away from the side of the pool again. “Wise man,” he repeated, saying it slowly and with purpose. “But how rude of me to ignore such important questions,” he said looking up at her, grinning.

She sighed and squeezed her eyes shut. Her horoscope did say she would be faced with challenges that she wouldn’t be able to overcome. Maybe this is what it meant. She watched him with one eye still shut, and bemoaned life internally.

Rolling her eyes, she chuckled, “fuels your ego, doesn’t it?” She teased smirk in place. “Good to know you finally understand. I am the most important, and everyone should know that!” She said, only mostly joking.

#elliot;#ooc; sorry this is really short!

rcsponsive:

SUBSPACE is something that hadn’t come all that easy to him in the beginning— but he was molded, trained. it’s not a NICE fact of life that most people he was handed over to used him cruelly, knew his s u b m i s s i v e nature and took full advantage of him; but it happened. raphael wasn’t saddened by it anymore. sure he’d had HOPES and dreams, a more or less PLAN for his life, or rather his father had. that foundation crumbled though the minute his extra-circular activities were discovered. he tried, really tried to be n o r m a l, but his crippling fear of failure got the better of him when his job fell through his fingers. after that, he GAVE UP, resignation to it all. her actions following his words nearly made him whimper, but he’d be a GOOD BOY, he would. ‘ I — yes ma’am. ‘

Ruby felt more than she saw his defeat, and she tapped his shoulder, “hey,” she said, cupping his cheek, her smaller hand caressing his face in the same way that she had before. “Look at me sweetie,” she tilted his face up so she could really look at him. “I was kidding, babe,” she said, leaning in and placing a small kiss on the tip of his nose. “But in my defence, that was a terrible line,” she said, her lips turned up in a smile, “almost as bad as, ‘nice legs. what time do they open?’” she said with a disgusted sort of giggle. “But we both know you’re far from terrible, aren’t you? Hmm?”

#raphael;

rcsponsive:

her presence filled the room completely, despite the size and even though his eyes are still closed he can see her vividly in his mind. his chest rose and fell in even and steady breaths at the delicate way her hands caressed over his freckled skin. lips on the tail end of an inhale so he exhales out a soft m o a n as nails dig it gently and rake down from the center of his chest to his navel. the skin tingles in the wake as crimson marks appear into his skin.

his mouth twitches, hands wavering a little on his thighs. one hand remains on his abdomen, nails etching into the skin there while the other travels to his dirty blonde hair to yank, causes another, this time, grunted m o a n. malachite hues still shaded by lids flutter open when sensation from his stomach ceases. fingertips descend now on the marks she left before both petite hands raise to his face— he leans into it, just like every SOOTHING touch to his face. they travel away from his face, head bows slightly before he straightens it back up.

body relaxes, fear and apprehension fading into the dark recesses. it’s NICE, until its gone but soon an almost better sensation arises. hands move to just below his chest, he knows it’s coming and yet his body still reacts as it’s always done when those s e n s i t i v e nubs received any treatment with a surge into it, with a loud GROAN, with his cock twitching and thumping against his navel. the sensation is so overwhelming that he almost — almost doesn’t quite catch her question. ‘ I need…. ‘ fuck, what does he need? something, anything. his mind was reeling. ‘ anythin’ please. ‘

Having a man so helpless under her touch had a shiver run down her spine. Ruby smiled as he moaned delicately under her fingers. She wouldn’t say she was an expert at working a body, yet, but her skill satisfied most of her submissives. She watched the marks on his chest fade slowly, and held herself back from recreating them. Behaving impatiently was not something she did, and she wouldn’t start now.

Ruby could tell that he was slipping deeper and deeper, not only because the noises he made were more unrestrained than before. He had reacted as she pulled away, but the sound that left his lips made her wish that she allowed her fingertips to linger on his skin just a while longer. She glanced at his flickering eyes and smiled slightly in encouragement. She wanted him to let go completely. She wanted him to stop thinking and just feel.

She was caught off guard when the soft touch to his nipples caused the reaction that it did. She waited for him to speak, and it gave her immense pleasure to hear that his voice was a little more than a moan. Just clear enough to comprehend. Her fingers repeated the motion over his nipples once, twice, and then pulled away completely. She held her breath for a few moments, so that the only sound in the room came from him. She slowly leaned forward, bending slightly at the waist, and flicked her tongue out on one pebbled nub. “Anything?” She asked, softly, leaning in closer to grasp his nipple softly with her teeth, tugging slightly.

#raphael;#ooc; rip in pieces my dude

elliotshaw:

Elliot splashed around in the pool, just to be even more annoying, because he could tell she was annoyed by him and he was definitely persistent. “I mean, if I was deaf I wouldn’t have heard your first question,” he responded just as smugly as before. He wondered how far he could push her.

He stopped swimming on his back and started swimming towards her again, letting himself bob up and down, legs keeping him up right under the water. “Ah, I’m afraid you need to stop asking questions if you’re going to get annoyed by people not having the answer you want.”

Ruby forced out a breath and tried to breathe through the irritating noises. She closed her eyes, and really hoped he’d simply disappear and leave her in silence again. She gritted her teeth when he spoke, and she realised he had a point. She looked at him, and tried to calm herself before she spoke. “Alright, fine. But do you really not know what that sound is?”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, yes, wise man,” she said an amused scoff. “Maybe you need to stop answering questions for the sake of speaking. I mean, you haven’t said anything relevant, anyway, have you?” She lowered her sunglasses and peered at him over them.

#elliot;

rcsponsive:

the laughter was good, or mostly good in the manner with which it was released made him feel like he at least still had it. she says nothing, heels click as she approaches him— hand in his hair, immediately the itch is subsiding. body turns back to face the table as she descends to hover over his shoulder. raphael makes a gentle noise at the resounding sound it makes in the quiet of the library. his gaze watches as the table is pushed from him. there comes a swallow as she circles to the front of him and situates herself in his lap. she presses up against his straining erection; he bites back a GROAN. ‘ I….if y—y’want it t’be ma’am. ‘ calloused hands have dropped down and simply rest at this sides.

She could practically feel him relax as she wriggled around in his lap, making it obvious that she knew exactly what she was doing. Ruby almost preened at the way he responded to her. A part of her wondered how many others had this effect on him; he seemed to practically live a second away from subspace. How many had taken care of him, she wondered. She tilted her head, and made a small disapproving sound. “Baby, now I know you can flirt better than that,” she said with a pout.

#raphael;

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