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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2015 23:16:57 GMT
All she wanted to do was ignore the entire situation and leave in the morning. That was what intended to do and honestly didn't think anything would change her mind. However, and she expected this from such a talkative person, Snippar started to speak again. Even with her back turned he continued and - despite how resolute she felt - she listened to every word.
When reminded of her reaction, blushing of all things, her face repeated it against her will. Before, it was out of passion, then shame, and now she felt embarrassed! He took too many hints as more than what they were, certainly. However, the hurtful words on her tongue died as she heard him speak of his life on their home world. He was right; they did lead different lives. She was a half-blood brat and he was from some sort of royalty that got in the way of some one more powerful.
She only wished the same would befall her own mother, as it did her father.
When he was finished, the point of his sweet words actually coming full circle to beseech a chance with her, she fidgeted were she lay. After a moment of constant second guessing, she gave a heavy sigh and moved to look at him. It would be her turn to see what if felt like to talk so much.
"I can't promise you anything like that, given our different vocations and desires," She began and unnatural sincerity tined her voice. "I can tell you that... I don't mind seeing you more. I can say that once I leave tomorrow, it won't be because I'm saying goodbye." Finally feeling the words come like a flood, she sat up completely and the act of speaking suddenly felt cathartic.
"When I was a child, my mother was everything to me and my father was a man I could look up to," She tilted her, speaking softly, "Compassionate, gentle, kind and powerful. Intelligent and cautious unless he was around me and my mother. My mother on the other hand was always cold, business first and family second. And there was me; the defunct child."
Looking up at the star that affected her so much, she continued, "I am so different, Sol, that it took little time to realize that my body doesn't work the way its supposed to. When you make a ball of energy, I grow envious. When you take the skies, my heart is nailed to the ground. Snippar, I am unable to use energy as most people do naturally. It... Infuriates me! Shames me to my core!"
Reacting to her emotions, her eyes glimmered again before she salvaged what composure she had left. "The other blood inside of me allows the use of magic and through that, my desire is to live learning its power. I don't think you can help with that, unless you know someone or... No offense, are a freak like myself."
Finishing up, she jumped off the tree and stepped close to him in one fluid motion. "If you get close, I'm liable to burn you in more ways than one." She smirked, her robust sense of humor unable to withstand it before she added, "...unless you like it like that."
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Snippar Sol
Rising Soul
PL: 109,988; Oozaru(x10); Items: One-Use SpacePod, Scouter, Senzu Bean, Medium Weights(1/2 of PL), 'I love Bao' T-shirt, 2 Senzu Beans, Heavy Weights (1/4th PL); Zeni: 524
Tag: @snippar
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Post by Snippar Sol on Apr 7, 2015 22:43:50 GMT
Slowly but surely Snippar walked closer to the female who had decided to tell her bits of her past. This gesture was welcomed because Snippar Sol actually listened and understood the result of such transactions. His hands wrapped firmly around her waist. Silently he pulled her into a gentle but calm embrace. He beseeched her joking mannerisms, only to let her know he cared by this touch. In the eventual out come, the Saiyans tail wrapped around hers in a light tugging motion. Both of these actions caused him to share his warmth with her. It was almost as if he became over protective over her ideals and even her entity. Trivial things, most Saiyans would sprout. They were but a warrior race captivated by the sin of destruction with a hint of desolation, which in turn created fear. Snippar Sol wondered if she would break away from his hold or stay put, firmly in his grasp. Wasting no time he spoke while he had the chance. Displaying more affection, by only saying these words into her ear since he felt only she deserved them. "Regardless of where we come from, I'm certain of one thing. One fellowship. That I desire to have you as my future fiancé and protect you for eternity. So what if you are not gifted with using KI but your focus is magic. I'm sure you can mimic my techniques or create common variations of them to utilize in offensive capabilities or defensive ones at will. You are as much of a person just like I am. So let's continue on the route to something amazing. Something spontaneous. Something God like." A smile perched upon his face. In doing so he noticed finally he had the girl he adored and lived in his arms. Even so he pressed forward. Doing his best to display and define his love as true love.
Everyone wants love but not everyone finds it. Interestingly enough, when you love or are in love, you know exactly what it is. Love paints our view of the world and bestows purpose and meaning to life. Somehow, when love is absent or lost, amnesia sets in. It’s hard to define love; you wonder if it’s even real. You are either on a journey toward love or on a journey to defy it. Everyone wants love but not everyone finds it. Interestingly enough, when you love or are in love, you know exactly what it is. Love paints our view of the world and bestows purpose and meaning to life. Somehow, when love is absent or lost, amnesia sets in. It’s hard to define love; you wonder if it’s even real. You are either on a journey toward love or on a journey to defy it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 13:35:09 GMT
((song for the moment: Shut Up and Trust This by Ken Ashcorp. Seems appropriate lol))
He was embracing her, Zerori's mind screamed in indignance, and she was letting him. The urge to push him away was so powerful that it nearly crippled words as she spoke them. Finally finished, she awkwardly stood in his arms with her arms at her sides. Explaining what she did, the side of her story that was merely to put into perspective the comparisons of their life, left her memories raw and pulsing in mind.
He was speaking of love, she knew. It was a fleeting emotion but one she felt all the same- just differently. She loved money, and her successes. She loved alcohol and drugs of different types; she even loved to hurt people for the sake of a joke or point. However, loving a person - especially a man - was a difficult concept to understand. Her mother's teachings made sure of that; brainwashing her to think that all men were merely toys to be used or a stepping stone to become stronger. Her father suffered because of this even if his sad smiles seemed to appease her mother.
Unsure of herself, arms that were held at her side stutteringly raised to hold at his shoulders. She expected a broader back but his smaller form actually helped to encourage her. Out of the many genders she'd been physically intimate with, females were mostly her favorite. They were usually soft and felt like healing; like water to the fire of her conflicting passions. Snippar, though male, confused her comfort zone and it had her nearly floundering about foolishly. With a final motion, she closed her eyes and gave a deep sigh, "I'll Think about it," She mumbled softly but didn't push him away. Instead, she inhaled his scent and mentally filed it away to track him later.
After a few moments, she felt content to bring her walks back up once more. Night had also come and gone by now and dawn was threatening to approach. Pushing against him, she could the effects of the star wind down and smirked at him softly, "-but I'm rain checking that date. There's something I need to do and," buying her lip, she shrugged "I have to do it alone. I need time before there is truly an 'us', or a possibility of one." She stepped back, scratching her cheek with a finger in nervousness as she thought of the best way to word her next statement, "I, uh... Don't need protecting, but..." Looking back at him, "-if I'm in a pinch I'll call you, or something. O-okay?" Her face was an absolute mess of uncertainty.
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Snippar Sol
Rising Soul
PL: 109,988; Oozaru(x10); Items: One-Use SpacePod, Scouter, Senzu Bean, Medium Weights(1/2 of PL), 'I love Bao' T-shirt, 2 Senzu Beans, Heavy Weights (1/4th PL); Zeni: 524
Tag: @snippar
Posts: 145
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Post by Snippar Sol on Apr 8, 2015 16:23:53 GMT
While he listened to her, and as they lay relaxes into each other he started to stroke her hair until, she was free from his grasp. Those words she spoke in each flushed notion, made the Saiyan laugh lightly. Snippar Sol sat down against the ground, the cold surface due to the air lock between this sky, and the earth was almost reminiscent. Snippar's energy was gone, truly this was such a long day. Alas something or someone made it better he thought! Gazing towards her, his brown hues fixated on her figure. Standing up now after recovering a bit from being sleep deprived. Snippar took steps towards the Saiyan female once more. In doing so, Snippar Sol pinned her back against the tree gently, but in a more dominant tone. He picked her up, by her curvy waist. Holding her well created figure, while his irises gazed into hers, in thus scanning her entire body afterwards. The young Saiyan male eventually pressed his lips towards hers, in order to lack in place while giving her a more aware display of a passionate response. A kiss like this was as passionate, as they come. Soft, tender, slow, steady. Snippar could get rough with her, and he made it apparent by the pinning motion. However those were antics for the personal chambers that he desired to drag her into. Every immaculate moment spent with her, Snippar grew more attached. It was as if he were being tracked and she desired to be the Alpha female, just as he wanted to dominate and be the Alpha male. Irresistible motions between the two beings, yet Snippar Sol did not mind losing once and a while. After all; If a challenge for the top exposes itself. Surely on the bed, why not take it? A kiss, hold, pin of this magnitude had let her know he was serious. Snippar Sol had hoped to trigger a wild response out of her as well. She was unpredictable, and he desired to expose her to the pleasures in the now. To relax her, keep her by him, and eventually sleep. Would she agree to such notions? Would she give in and let him take lead? Or would she beseech him and turn away? So many things could've transpired, but he did not know which would happen. Which created excitement, but at the same time anxiety. Things were not simple between two dominant individuals, never the less Snippar wanted and craved her. Another smile occurred, similar to hers. A ravaging type of grin, exposing his perfectly sharpen canines.
Pressing down into her neck. Snippar Sol had an incentive to keep her close. Biting down into her neck, he expected to cause a mixture between two fine wines, pain and pleasure. The elixir of both formulas blending in order to make an interesting recipe of love within sin. Trailing his soft lips from the trial against marking her flesh. A tongue grazed her collar bone before he pulled his face back. In doing so, his forehead rested against hers. Still holding her in place, Snippar Sol laughed gently and desired to tell her of what he was more fond over. What he depicted from her entity. Speaking in a quite a reverberating tone, with a mixture of such a mellow display. His brown hues never left her sight. "I yearn for you, with your actions as of late you've been exposing the same reaction. You have not met a Saiyan like me and you've become enticed. What I said was true, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. However, I'd prefer if you exposed those dominant alpha female instincts to me. I noticed you took my scent to track me. With me marking you, hoping I can or could. You may do the same. The humans on this planet take faith in Gods and Demons. Demons being the most ruthless, cunning, knowledgeable, and beautiful entities. Despite always doing horrid gestures. Perhaps you can be my demoness?" After his words left in a remote gesture his hand eased down, with that he perched it around the base of her tail to pull in slight, but in a motion that would not breach the sensitivity, yet bring a sensational response. Snippar Sol was catering to her, and only her. He did his best to honor her during this intention of making her his, and he hers. Only time would tell with the mixture of actions. Amplitude was a certain aspect of rationality when obtaining a mate, he was certain on one thing though. This female captivated him to the core of his resolve, with that. It boosted her moral support. He felt like he could do anything to grown in strength. That was more enough incentive to be an enormous pressure of beauty at its finest composer.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 22:39:42 GMT
Her gaze shifted to him when he sat down, curious about his nature after her words. Surely he would understand that she needed space, right? Do I really want space at this moment, though? She asked herself, even as the star was slowly receding from the earth’s proximity. It seemed it had already done its job, though, with the dawn coming faster than she had intended. He rose again, this time, and with a wary gaze she tensed when he closed the distance between the two. When her back touched the tree, pinning her against him her instincts were about to go crazy again. To keep herself from reaching for her knife in her thigh in a panicked move, she grasped his shoulders firmly before he could get too close.
“You… I didn’t say that I was going to stay with you,” She growled lowly, even as his gaze roved over her. She liked it, obviously, but her pride was starting to get on her nerves. He seemed to look back up to her to lean in for a kiss but Zerori would not have him the lead. Besides, when something bothered her – she took care of it. Before he could close the distance, she grasped his face in her hands and crashed their lips together. He may have obviously wanted them to kiss, but she was certain that what he had in mind would not be enough for her.
Sure enough, he would have drive something gentle, caring – loving.
I don’t want that! She demanded in her mind, too enraptured in the kiss to tell him so. Instead, she made it clear with a bite of his lip that she wasn’t here for his attempt at trying to ‘love’ her. I’m not ready to love, yet. No, but this is fine, She thought feverishly as she pulled her arms around him, one hand in his hair and the other dragging sharp nails across his clothed back. With finality, -I can trust this much. When at last they parted, his grin was different this time and she melted ever so slightly at the sight of his sharpened canines. They weren’t as long as hers, of course, but the relativity was comforting. He moved down, his mouth over her neck to deliver a bite that sent a jolt down her spine. However, it wasn’t in pleasure but in anger and she pushed his head back by his shoulders.
Turning him around, she made to slam his back against the tree and glare into his face, “I won’t allow that,” She snarled, yet her eyes searched for something, moving to look at his own neck. What he was doing was marking her as his and she wasn’t his yet. All she desired right now was a good old fashioned dance in the sheets with no regrets later. What is he doing to me? She thought with a sense of shame, even if it was something she wanted. Moving closer, she nuzzled his own neck as he spoke his words. He marked her to track her? Licking his vein, she supposed this was acceptable. “Fine,” She muttered, challenged but willing to concede to his point. At the mention of becoming his ‘Demoness’, she closed her eyes and ground her teeth together.
Just shut up, damn it! She begged in her mind before answering him with a physical gesture. With one hand on his shoulder, she placed the other against his face gently before whispering huskily against him, “Call me a demon again and I’ll rip your throat out,” before she sunk her teeth into him. He wanted to be her mate? Then he would be her mate – on her terms. Pulling away, she moaned when he hand touched the base of her tail, “Let’s end this. Now.” She declared, her eyes now completely red, and her strength augmented once more in a sense of desperation. Pulling him down, she fell to her back on the ground in a rough motion. From there… it was pretty much history.
((I’m ending it here because of the rating now xD I don’t trust myself to write Zerori actually behaving lol))
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
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Tag: @vipoi
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Post by Vi-Poi on Apr 10, 2015 5:11:04 GMT
Zerori, your WC is 4824 and your gains are 6320 PL!
Snippar, your WC is 5601 and your gains are 6760 PL! No weights for ya, since this was started a day before your purchase.
Adding.
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