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Post by Mia Kearney on Sept 29, 2018 10:36:07 GMT -4
Japanese bars weren’t the same as American bars, especially Texan ones. In Texan bars everyone knew eachother, had little nicknames for eachother and you could ask for a regular. If someone got shitfaced you could probably expect a fight, and whats more, you could probably expect bets to be made on that fight, seeing who’d win or even if it’d just get broken up first. Heck she knew one rough ass bar in Texas that had a bet on who’d be the next regular customer to kick the bucket. In japan the atmosphere of a bar was very different. Typically it was salary men spending the few hours they had before they had to sleep and re-start the cycle all over getting shitfaced way too easily and chanting together in karaoke like cult chants. In truth Mia never thought she could have survived in such an environment initially, and would have been more than happy importing American beers and drinking at home or with her family after a good day of work.
But she’d managed to turn things around for herself.
Coming off of a long shift of hero work she was walking through the rainy streets of the night, a light drizzle getting into her hair and dampening it against her scalp, giving her the look of an animal prowling in the rain, her small smile constant even now as she pushed her way into the little hideaway she’d found on her first nights in japan. A lovely little bar called the Black Diamond. One hell of a place it was too…~
Having found a nice corner bar at one of the city’s street corners, ran by a dark skinned American, it had much more of an air that she was used to. Sure it wasn’t as rowdy and friendly as Texas, but it was definitely more American. As she walked in wearing a puffy jacket and some cargo pants from her after work set of clothes, opening her arms wide as she greeted the atmosphere of the bar and taking in a deep breath of the scent of alcohol lingering in the air. “Aaaah…smells like home…Y’alright Akihiro?~ How’s the missus?~” She gave a hearty slap to the back of one of the other regular patrons as she passed his booth, sliding herself up into one of the stools and resting her elbows atop the bar, waiting for the almost equally tall black fellow behind the bar, laying down a few crumpled notes that was worth about 5 full drinks in advance.
“Keep ‘em comin’ tonight Timmy.” She offered a smirk, knowing he hated that nickname, but she knew him well enough by now that it was more like friendly banter between the two of them. He rolled his eyes all the same and pulled out a pristine mug, bigger than most and seeming to be made of pretty thick glass, fit for Mia in more ways than one, namely the size and the durability of it, resting the rim under the edge of a pump as he started to pour a drink, Mia’s red eyes drifting along the length of the bar in quiet thought.
“Here ya are lass. Celebratin’?” He’d notably switched to English for Mia, the two sharing a brief smile before Mia reached for her drink, switching to English also knowing this was one of the few people she could still use that language with, at least reliably.
“Eh a little bit. No big crimes but I’m…I’m makin’ headway. I gotta earn the trust of the higher ups before they give me deets on any of the bigger crimes but I’m workin’ on it. Heard from the grapevine they may be expanding my patrol zone next week so that’s good.” She held a warm smile as she lifted the drink, doing a brief cheers motion before tipping her head back and starting to slowly chug at the good old fashioned American beet, a slither or two rolling down her cheek and chin, finishing almost the entire flagon before lowering it back down onto the bar. “Aaaah. Satisfaction!~” With a nice wide, fang filled grin, she rested her elbow on the bar and looked down towards a usually vacant section of the room, noticing how the old stage that got lit up on some weekends for a bit of harmless karaoke, or british style pub quiz was actually lit up today, though with no one on stage. Mia idly waved a hand to catch Timmy’s attention, pointing to the lit up platform.
“We doin’ quiz night and no one told me? I mean, wasn’t gonna enter anyway but I could put down some joke answers.”
The barman snickered and shook his head, idly cleaning a glass as he let his gaze drift to where Mia’s had left to as well. “No no, I’ve been making a bit more money lately, thought I’d splash out on entertainment. Had a few auditions and found this girl, nice set of vocals on her…figured if I snatch her early I might get some regular entertainment for a good price. Ya know, before she gets too good, and too pricey.~”
Mia snickered into her arm a little before she lifted her head back up, finishing the swill at the bottom of her glass and putting her mug down ready for a re-fill. “Well I’ll be the judge of what’s good entertainment. Forget all these salary-men Timmy, when I’m making bank, I’ll be the reason you’re staying in business, don’t forget that!~” The two shared warm grins before Timmy refilled her drink and went back to serving some other customers, the bar lights dimming a little, and the wild blonde letting her eyes wander back to the stage, her cheek resting in her palm and taking some casual sips of her drink as she waited for whatever half-trained set of pipes Timmy had dragged in off the street.
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Post by melanie on Sept 29, 2018 14:53:53 GMT -4
Things had been going well for the Floridian girl visiting Japan, she'd met quite a few possible lovers to add to her list of contacts, some more satisfying than others, but all of them a fun ride through and through. That said, life in a foreign country couldn't be all about the fun and games... Alongside her day job at the maid café, she often needed a little extra dime by way of modelling, or perhaps singing at this or that bar. She especially enjoyed the latter, nothing quite as fuflfilling as getting paid to do something you enjoy, and finally get a couple free drinks on the side. And tonight, she'd found an especially interesting place to sing in: An American bar. Or, well, a Karaoke bar owned by an a fellow American in Japan, mixing the traditional Japanese feel with that cozy, rough vibe of the dive bar she'd grown used to back home. The owner had put up ads for hopeful singers like herself, and Melanie passed the audition in stride, with a chill, playful smile, all but oozing confidence... And for good reason; after a youth of singing either at a high school rock band or bars like this one, she had every bit of skill back her self assuredness, and quickly won herself the job: Take the stage and the Karaoke machine, and show what a real singer can do with it. Right up her alley~ Considering the more laid back array of songs she'd have to choose from, Melanie's wardrobe consisted of a frilly dress, tight enough around the waist to heighten her elegant hourglass form, fully exposing enough tight and toned thigh to keep everyone's eyes on her even before she hit the first note... Not like anybody could see her anyway, not yet anyway. Her turn would come soon though, when the lights dimmed and the chatter of the audience quieted: "I'm so into you, I can barely breathe
And all I wanna do is to fall in deep..." Soon after the lights dimmed, a sultry, honeylike voice filled the air; a beckoning siren's call peeling everyone's attentions away from each other, and up onto the stage. And there stood Melanie, finally visible as she stepped forth under the lights, holding onto the microphone as it were a lover's hand: "Oh baby, look what you started,
The temperature's rising in here
Is this gonna happen?" Yes, Melanie clearly felt at home up on a stage like this, a flowing, relaxed pose, clearly at ease even with all these eyes on her. Yes, even she couldn't help feel her heart pounding when she got up on a stage as such, and perhaps a little of that might actually come from some lingering anxiety... Yet all of it paled in comparison to the sheer, overwhelming excitement she struggled to contain. Melanie seemed either too comfortable with this seductive choice of song, or she was just that good a performer, her body language laden with the sensual sway of a hopeful lover, putting every octave of her vocal range to skillful use, every note delivered so powerfully to make the front row listener's hairs stand on end. "So baby, come light me up and baby I'll let you on it
A little bit dangerous, but baby, that's how I want it
A little less conversation, and a little more touch my body
'Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you~", sliding one hand down her side, tracing her own supple, hourglass curves, Melanie channeled every last bit of her temptress's charm with a salacious smile on her face, looking over each of the members of her audience, one at at time, meeting their gaze with a curious hint... Enough a viewer might actually be fooled into thinking she actually had them on her mind and hang off every word. No way, right...? She was just a good artist, like so many others out there. Of course, little did they know Melanie's libidinous nature made such a song almost tailor made for her... She couldn't help but spot a familiar figure among her audience, a tall, rough blonde with a Red Horn fitting her name; a hero who showed up on the Television every so often. How flattering~ Melanie's eyes lingered on hers a bit longer than the rest, betraying her curiosity, but for the most part, she remained wholly focused on her show, until the first song came to an end and she recieved a round of applause: "Good evening everyone; I'm Melanie, and I'll be keeping you company tonight~", greeted the singer, taking a short bow, only to flip her ponytail behind her once more as she rose back up. Her show was only starting after all, but even then, she couldn't help but throw a wink in the gruff blonde's general direction, leaving it up to her and anybody nearby to wonder whether exactly who it was for, if anybody in particular, "Thank you for having me~!" Though she looked a bit less lustful after that one song ended, Melanie's classy playfulness held firm. She'd have been fine singing many of these songs by heart, but she'd been hired to put the Karaoke machine to good use, and that's exactly what she'd do. "Now, what should I sing for you next...? This one's lovely~... Or perhaps this one...? Not this, not nearly old enough for that~", that smooth, throaty voice kept her audience engaged even when she merely cycled through songs, accepting input and encouragement, at times even getting a few laughs. She'd sing a few more songs for the better part of half an hour, plus another fifteen minutes' worth of encores before she took her final bow, and joined her audience at the bar. SingerWords: 950 |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Sept 29, 2018 16:28:09 GMT -4
With the woman stepping out onto the stage, Mia couldn’t really get a good handle on if she should be immediately interested or not, the lights still dim but slowly brightening around the straight up beauty on stage. The long sip Mia had been taking only stopped when she actually stopped sipping and the drink flowed down her chin and the neck line of her shirt, putting the mug down quickly enough not to spill any more on herself and offer the woman on stage her full attention. Her dress was pretty unique, but she supposed she had to put on a show for the line of work she was in huh?
Then she begun actually singing. Okay Mia would admit outright she was no expert, and in all truth she could admit to herself the vocals coming from this lass weren’t perfect…but hot damn. Just as she was reaching to finally take another sip from her drink she was lowering her mug right back down again as her usually harsh red eyes softened and listened to the sensual tones flowing from this hot dame’s lips. Her cheek rested into her open palm, her nails lightly scraping down her own cheek as she just got mesmerized by the show. It was clear by the way her eyes drifted around the eyes of all the audience members, the way her body shifted and her eyes glided up and down her own frame…this girl knew how to hold a crowd, and unless Mia was mistaken, she got a longer look than most of the other patrons. Well damn right she should she was the hottest bitch in this place. Heck even a straight chick would find more man in her than half the the people with a wang between their legs here. All the same, it certainly held her interest, and Mia found herself ignoring her drink a bit as she just leaned further along the bar, totally engrossed in her first song and subtly licking her lips when the woman wasn’t watching. She was smart enough to know this might just be a job, just an act, but hot damn, Mia was falling for it…was this how nerds felt when a cosplayer flirted with them?
Whats worse was the more she looked into this girl’s eyes the more engaged she got. Partly because she realized she wasn’t Japanese. Could be French, Spanish, whatever, but at a guess Mia was gonna go a fairer section of America. Maybe something along the coast where you could get a bit more of a mixed heritage, but with those fine curves and those bright eyes she certainly ain’t Asian. Not that there was anything wrong with Asian chicks but fuck did Mia miss some of the…SPICE, that came with a feisty bit of American flesh…Her fangs grew a little more prominent as she bit into her lip, loosing herself in some mental fantasies…
Before long the show was over though, or the first song was at least, and Mia was forced to return to reality, her eyes shifting left and right across the bar, parring the surfaces in a mock search until the bartender finally gave, resting his elbow on the bar as he gestured to her hands. “Ya lose something blondie?”
Mia nodded along, still continuing her search as she answered. “My jaw…pretty sure it hit the bar but I need to pick it back up…~” She gave the bartender a cheeky smirk all the same and lifted up her drink, taking the chance to drink before the next song was chosen and bantering with the bartender. “Okay for reals where the fuck did you pick this dime up? You ain’t exactly swimmin’ in customers but you’re GONNA be if she’s regular entertainment! Heck I’ll bring people here to drink if it means you hire her more!”
Timmy rolled his eyes and snickered to her comment, cleaning a glass idly. “We’ll see. She might have just needed some quick cash but I can tell you’re a fan. We’ll see how many hearts she wins tonight before I go making this a regular thing. Gotta get my money’s worth ya know? Plus, I ain’t gonna keep her around if she keeps distractin’ you from drinkin’.~”
Mia immediately shoved the rest of the crumpled notes she’d laid out before forward, lifted her glass, and chugged the lot just as the next song started. “Fill ‘er up bitch.”
With about ten songs rolling off the woman’s set, and a few encores called for with some vigorous cheers from Mia and the other patrons (though mainly Mia, if there was one thing she knew, it was how to get a crowd going), she had admittedly drifted away, having some nice chats with Timmy and other regulars as the songs went on, but still she offered the woman some of her attention. When she finally stepped down from the stage, Mia reached into her coat, taking it off as she did to reveal the tank top she was wearing underneath, and laying down another few notes on the bar, speaking loud and clear so both Timmy and the woman coming to sit down for her break could hear.
“Yeah I’m gonna need another refill, and I am going to definitely need. With the utmost urgency.” She shot out an arm in Melanie’s direction before shooting her a grin, gesturing to her with the usual bravado and showmanship she could have when dealing with a criminal infront of an audience. “You to get this woman whatever drink you want, using only the finest of ingredients.” There was a brief look between her and the barman Timmy that silently said ‘within reason’ at the end of her sentence, but he got the message, asking Melanie what Mia was paying for before moving to make the drink for her, sliding it across just as Mia offered her hand to the slender babe now sharing the bar with her.
“Mia Kearney. Now I don’t know if you know this, but there’s a limit of one badass demon in this bar, so I’m gonna need you to drink up, and take your seductive siren voice outta here. This is Oni territory.~” Her grin all the while said she was clearly just joking with the most playful of smiles.
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Post by melanie on Sept 29, 2018 21:36:26 GMT -4
Oh yeah, still got it. Melanie had learned how to make an entrance long ago and had been honing those showman skills ever since, every time she stepped on a stage: Seeing that kind of reaction from a woman like that, one of the many famous heroes protecting the city by day... Melanie might have giggled at the sight of the powerful fighter spilling her drink all over herself, musing on how she got that reaction often enough, but even then it always felt more rewarding when coming from someone she recognized from the other side of a TV screen. From someone quite sexy at that, and the singer was certain she noticed her licking her lips at one point Some lewder songs here, classier songs there, Melanie nonetheless kept up that seductive vibe throughout in any shape or form, sinuous motion of her body, flowing past her loosened shoulders into enticing waves of her idle arm. "Got my mind on your body,
And your body on my mind,
Got a taste for the cherry,
I just need to take a bite~", while just as suggestive as the rest, her final song carried an assertive feel as the singer pranced around the stage. Despite the visibly tired trickles of sweat dripping down her face and hair, Melanie's presence hadn't weakened in the slightest as she sang her last song for the night, capturing the public's attention one last time... All too easily when those energetic movements made her decently sized bust bounce every so often under the confines of her eye catching, frillied cleavage. "Take me down into your paradise,
Don't be scared 'cause I'm your body type,
Just something that we wanna try,
'Cause you and I
We're cool for the summer!", as the last chorus came to an end, with every bit of her well honed, vibrant voice until she felt her throat ache slightly. Finishing her act in style, the singer threw her arm out, sinking on one hip in a sassy pose, then finally taking her last bow, "...Thank you! You're my best audience yet~!!" Putting the microphone away and walking down the stage under the cheering crowd, Melanie smiled and waved at her fans, knowing she'd made a lasting impression. At times tucking loose locks of hair away from her eyes and behind her ear, a confident sashay as she moved over to the bar, her frillied skirt fluttering about with every swaying motion of her hips. Very soon her eyes lingered on the huge blonde sitting there: She nibbled bit her lip when Red Horn pulled off her jacket and bared her tank top, taking a moment to appraise her form, gaze drifting down and back up again. Yet before anything else, she couldn't help but notice a truly intriguing detail, a similar accent "Oh, how kind of you~", finally gracing the blonde with her speaking voice, Melanie flashed that cool, playful faint smile with that ever present hint of mischief. Contrasting with her mezzo soprano singing, her speaking voice sounded higher, though just as harmonious, barely hinting at that deep, vibrant timbre she'd only just displayed. Turning those ruby red eyes towards the owner as she took a seat, she ordered her drink first now that she had her boss all too willing to pour her something, "Alright, I'll have a Sex on the Beach." Perhaps she could call this her favorite cocktail, not really for the flavor, but for the looks people gave her whenever she asked for it. Made it all too easy to spot who might be down for the real thing, like that hottie who came to her maid café the other day. Merely thinking back on it made her press her thighs together, an action she disguised by simply crossing her legs in an elegant fashion, turning the barstool to properly face the beautifully boisterous hero. Looking curiously into those passionate eyes of hers, Melanie chuckled at her playful greeting, returning it in kind with smirk on her face: "Ohoo~? That hardly looks like an objection to me.", noted the libidinous artist - in English for once - raising an eyebrow as she wittily nodded towards the small stains on Mia's shirt, from the drink she'd spilled there earlier. After that playfukl tease, she'd finally return the more formal introduction, accepting the girl's hand rough hand in her dainty grasp, "Melanie Hartigan. A pleasure to meet the famous Red Horn~" Indeed the blonde's reputation preceeded her, though Melanie seemed genuinely amused to find she looked exactly the same as she did on television: Forward, firely and confident... No, exactly the same wasn't quite right, as the succubus saw when she cocked her head slightly... She looked sexier in person. Looking into her eyes, the dark haired woman could only wonder just what kind of person she might be in real life. Her sitting her at this bar already gave her a pretty good idea, but merely a vague notion wouldn't suffice. Clearly, Mia had Melanie's full attention, and so far, had done nothing to lose it, quite the opposite. As the cocktail was handed to her, the Floridian girl picked up the cool glass and brought the straw to her glistening lips, slurping a fair bit, and finally licking them as she pulled away: "Mmmm, delicious~", she hummed and praised, shooting the bartender a satisfied glance. This might be the tastiest Sex on the Beach she'd had so far in Japan, and that's not even an innuendo... Well... Not yet anyway~ SingerWords: 850 |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Sept 30, 2018 13:05:25 GMT -4
(sorry if this comes out short, index finger is aching from how I type. Long posts keep killing me)
Mia had been enjoying every song up untilt he last, and especially admired the droplets of sweat the singer had earned. She never understood if performers earned those from the heat of the spotlights beaming down on them or if it was genuine exertion, but with a babe like this she knew it was sexy as fuck to be sure. She offered her a wide grin as she came to sit down so close and was glad to see her own eyes briefly wander to as they shared in their little banter, glad to see her taking it in good humor.
“Sex on the beach huh?” She looked to the bartender for a moment, then the money she’d placed down before pulling it back, pretending to count what she’d put down. “Well in that case we probably got enough money for 2 bus tickets…but its late so we may need a taxi…” She let her eyes drift in mock thought for a moment before pretending to snap back to reality and putting the money back down with a cheeky smirk in the woman’s direction. “Oh damn, sorry, you meant the drink. There’s me getting ahead of myself again.~” She offered a sly wink before waiting for her drink to genuinely be poured and handed to her, Mia herself leaning across the bar and using her sharp red eyes to gaze back into her own with a look of gentle, but eager admiration for her.
“I suppose we can squeeze one more demon in this bar if we have to.~” She offered another wink, so distracted she hadn’t even noticed the two of them had switched to the English language, lifting her drink and meeting the rim of the tired performers with her own before taking another sip, oblivious to the stains being pointed out as she assumed Mel was just admiring her cleavage. She was briefly surprised to see she was recognized by her hero name, but it just fuelled her ego all the more that she was, offering her hand across with a much firmer grasp and smirking wide as she grasped nice and firm around her dainty digits. “Mia Kearney to my friends, but you can call me red horn if it sounds more impressive.~” She stuck her tongue out playfully with a cheeky wink before withdrawing her hand, tilting her head back as she truly indulged in her drink again, her throat pulsing with several deep swallows before slamming the empty flagon down for another refill, the several throffy, yet empty cups saying she’d drank the volume of about 12 normally sized pints, but she wasn’t even getting light headed yet. A little loose on her restrictions perhaps, but definitely not tipsy, not truly at least. “Glad to hear the ‘famous’ part though, damn. Really know how to stroke a gal’s ego don’t ya?~” She leaned over as her drink was refilled, licking her lips nice and long with a lustful slurping sound as she rested her chin on her hand, almost wordlessly implying ‘wonder what else you can stroke~’
“Can I just say…You have a mesmerizing little voice.~ I mean I already compared you to a sire, but just making doubly sure you heard it. Voice of a fuckin succubus. There, triply sure now. I could go for a fourth comparison but I don’t wanna scare off such a delicate lookin’ little beaut so early in the night.~ I apparently paid for an art exhibit tonight soooo.” She pulled back, framing her between the finger and thumb of her hands like a portrait. “I gotta milk your company for all it’s worth.~”
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Post by melanie on Oct 2, 2018 14:13:52 GMT -4
As she sipped her drink, Melanie's brow raised slightly, somewhat surprised by the forwardness, but not really displeased by it. Quite the opposite~ As she heard those words, she couldn't help but curl her lip, a not so veiled hint of returning Mia's far less subtle interest. At that point, Melanie chose to reveal the one simple truth to keep in mind when talking to her: One does not simply act forward with her without expecting her to escalate it. Thus, when Mia's words reached her ears, when that smoothly melodic giggle escaped her lips, she leaned in slightly, scarcely noticeably, but enough for the taller woman to possibly feel tempted into looking down from her eyes into her frillied cleavage. Yet at the same time, those confident ruby red eyes never peeled away from the Oni's for even a second: "Well, It's a long way to the beach, y'know...?", replied Melanie, narrowing her eyes as that seductive faint smile grew all too noticeable on those shimmering lips, "A whole lot could happen between here and there~", Clearly not put off the the attractive blonde's suggestion, quite the opposite it appeared, not looking the slightest bit shaken by the mix up... Almost like her ordering that specific cocktail was little more than an excuse to hear what answers she'd get. And what kind of reactions she'd recieve afterwards. She'd refrain from mentioning that at this point in time, "Mia huh...? Lovely name, it would be a shame not to use it~", but the name Mia obviously caught Melanie's attention, for she happened to share it with one of Melanie's younger sisters. Truly an amusing coincidence, though not nearly as much as what the famous hero said next, almost a bait for a teasing reply: "Oh, I can do a lot more to a girl's ego~", with a suggestive reply and a wink, she let the blonde's own imagination wonder just what else she might be capable of. And how far it paled in comparison to what Melanie could really. Oh, if only she knew~ On the other hand, perhaps she did. The girl's endless compliments recieved a curious raise of an eyebrow, as the singer hung on one specific, somewhat accurate comparison, "Succubus huh...?", raising one hand over her mouth, Melanie let out a truly elegant laughter, like she'd heard that comparison all too often and yet it never stopped amusing her either, "I've heard that comparison for more than one reason... Well, all of those really~", she'd state, confidently, but really smugly or anything; instead, she threw the blonde an appreciating, playfully inquisitive look, "Still, you're flattering me way too much... What kind of company might you be looking for with all that praise, hmm~?" After leaning in and moving far closer to each other, at this point Melanie reached out and laid a hand on the woman's arm, feeling the strong muscle tone she so eagerly flaunted on television. A seemingly casual touch that might happen naturally through any more personal conversation, and yet Melanie naturally took it a step further: Lest Mia shy away from it, the dark haired woman would eventually move her hand slightly, tickling the blonde's skin with two fingernails, for a discreet, yet very noticeable rush of sensation. SingerWords: 720 |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 11, 2018 7:39:59 GMT -4
(sorry for taking so long and potentially short post)
Mia was definitely glad this little siren was receptive to her teasing advances, leaning in ever closer as she spoke about it being a long way to the beach, slowly drawing her tongue across her lips as she thought about pushing this hot piece of ass into a dark alleyway and having much more fun with her than the beach could ever provide. At the idea of her name being lovely, she may have snickered a little, rolling her eyes at the obvious way to tease someone and brushing it off with ease.
The tease of her doing more for a girl’s ego though, she had no idea where she was going with that…though it was oddly enticing all the same, leading Mia to growl encouragingly as she sipped from her drink. “Yeah, a succubus.~ Not even surprised you’ve heard it before. Those vocal chords, that bod, the words slithering off your sexy little tongue, I’m surprised you’re not the incarnation of the sin of lust itself.” She stuck out her tongue, knowing she wasn’t the best with words and hoping her teasing retort earned at least a giggle.
As for what kind of company she wanted…”Oh…I just want yours is all. I mean, watching a girl with legs like these…” She leaned over, resting a hand on Melanie’s thigh and growling again with a borderline seductive tone for her size and beastial form. “Struttin her stuff on stage…what kinda lesbian would I be if I didn’t wan’na piece o’ that? I mean come on hot stuff, you’re not giving me any credit. If I didn’t at LEAST give reeling you in a shot, I’d have to hand in my gay card and hang my head in shame. Heck I’m almost disappointed this bar mainly hosts guys, cause I’m pretty sure you could even get a straight girl questionin’ herself with a body like this…~”
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Post by melanie on Oct 18, 2018 18:02:37 GMT -4
"Oh wow, and I thought I was the charmer~", chuckled Melanie, taking all of Mia's compliments in stride, not really feeling any need to measure her interest at this point. Not that she bothered hiding her own either, with cool melodic giggles escaping every so often, "Well, you're not exactly wrong there, but I defenitely appreciate your... Openness~" Indeed feeling that strong hand on her thigh soon had the girl licking her lower lip, leaving it moist and glistening as she looked into those fiery eyes: "Oh, naturally, I mean... A girl like me can do a lot with legs like these~", replied Melanie, a sassy, playful flip of her hair laden with seduction. She made a show of uncrossing her legs, slowly crossing them the other way, all but inviting Mia to move that hand and feel the temptress' smooth skin a bit more, "Though I'm sure you can do a lot with a figure like that... I can feel just how much effort you dedicated to sculpting this lovely physique~" Without a single objection to her touch, Melanie leaned in, letting that hand slither up the larger woman's toned arm, returning that seductive gaze many times over. At the same time, her frankness got a snicker out of the sensual singer, who nodded and brought a finger to her lip, glancing up and thinking back on a fair number of partners: "You'd be right, I know quite a few who used to be straight. Keyword used to be~ Luckily, they met a helpful girl who could broaden their horizons.", despite rarely boasting about her conquests, like a good seductress, Melanie knew each hopeful lover required a different approach. And thus, she took her time fiddling with one strap of the blonde's tank top, tilting her head, "Question is, how do you know for sure you're not the one being reeled in right now~?" A sensual, forward move to feel out her reaction, while her hand snuck further around her back, running under that wild, lustrous blonde hair. Yet, leaning forward as such came with a certain risk... When too many people head for the bar and personal space becomes a precious resource, it's very easy for someone to get pushed over... And that's exactly what happened when a group of drinkers rushed in to do shots, and the dark haired siren felt a sudden, accidental push on her back: "Whoa...!", with a sudden, wide eyed gasp, she wobbled. One could argue if Melanie couldn't have hold on somewhere, and perhaps she might, but it certainly didn't feel that way to her, once she felt herself toppling onto the woman in front of her. SingerWords: 450
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 18, 2018 18:42:07 GMT -4
Mia was definitely enjoying how receptive this girl was. Mia tended to have a preference for a challenge, the kinda girl she could see shaking under the surface as Mia tempted them to the better side. Melanie was clearly already on side too…and quite the little temptress herself, though while Mia could tempt girls both through an intimate knowledge of what they’d want, and the more masculine frame she couldn’t deny she had, while Melanie took a far more sensual, tempting approach, that Mia couldn’t deny either was definitely working on her. Leaning a little off her own stool to get closer, she felt the legs of the girl beside her slip over one another, teasingly brushing her fingers against the inner thigh of the leg now resting ontop of the other. She gave a tender squeeze, listening to her words.
“Aren’t you a naughty little lady….taking those poor girls with your ways…~” She may have been a little off her game as the multiple large drinks were finally starting to hit her system, leaning off her own seat a little until Melanie was the one to suffer the knock, opening up her arms and catching the girl that tumbled into her, feeling her weight in her arms and giving off a soft chuckle as she felt her in her arms. “Oh helloooo. See, I knew I was the one reelin’ you in. You’re practically throwing yerself at me…~” She gave a cheeky wink as she helped right Melanie a bit, standing with her, but tugging her waist in tight against herself, smirking down at the other girl as she held her confidence.
“Tell you what…as far as I can tell, your work is done right? I’ll make you a bet…if I can carry you all the way to my place, without letting your feet touch the ground…” She smirked a little, not one to usually make a crude deal like this, but she was pretty sure Melanie was easily fair game at this point. “You spend the night…sound like an interesting little wager? Oh!” She smirked a little wider, tugging Melanie just a little tighter into herself before she added some small details. “Just to be clear, I’ll be taking the stairs just to make it interesting, and my place is all the way up on the 20th floor of my building.” She offered with a cheeky grin on her lips.
(Floor number subject to change)
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Post by melanie on Oct 20, 2018 6:00:19 GMT -4
"They defenitely didn't complain~", she winked with that confident, cheeky reply, and yet when Mia caressed her inner thigh, and the famous hero would defenitely feel the faintest of trembles. She bit her lip very visibly as a hint of red colored her cheeks, and yet Melanie looked into the blonde's ravenous eyes throughout... Like she wanted her to remember that was one of her good spots... If the siren had her way, she'd be putting that information to good use very soon, perhaps sooner than she expected after finding herself not so unexpectedly in the Oni's arms as such. Well, good comeback, and after that coincidence, Melanie could only let her have that one: "Well, sometimes you just have to take that plunge y'know~?", she stated, arching her back softly, fully exploiting this opening to push her generous bosom against the blonde's until they could both feel that delectable, pliable pressure. Press in, peel back, and finally shift left and right, a motion subtle enough it may as well be no more than Melanie adjusting her footing. Nonetheless, she kept her eyes on hers, raising an eyebrow with visible interest, and finally giggling at the offered bet, "Wow, aren't you confident~" Not that she had any doubt of Red Horn's strength, but on the other hand... Carring Melanie that whole distance... Surely didn't expect the dark haired vixen to stay passive all this time? Or perhaps that's exactly what she wanted... How saucy~ She wouldn't mind betting against Mia like that, but clearly the tall woman's prize came right up Melanie's alley too: "Mmm, alright, and what happens if I lose the bet~?", quipped the seductress, nodding, chucking yet again, twirling a lock of that wild blonde hair around her finger, her eyes shimmering with a hint of mischief, "You're defenitely not shy about boasting, I can see that... But I still have to wonder if you'll actually pull it off..." When Mia pulled her in, Melanie pushed her chest further into her, drawing her arms further around her back, thinking of all the things she could do along the way to make this challenge more interesting for the powerful hero. The last time she got her hands on a girl as she worked her way through a contest of strength, well... Let's just say she had a bit of a handicap to cope with. And now so would Red Horn: "Well come on now, I sure hope that wasn't all talk~", teased Melanie, narrowing her eyes, letting her other hand caress around Mia's back to her other side, while she lifted one leg, softly pressing that thigh around the tall woman's side. A playful dare, to put her money where her mouth was, and lower herself enough so Melanie could hop onto her back. Though whichever way Mia would rather carry her, the dark haired singer fully understood just how much fun she'd have over the next couple of minutes, just wondering what kind of state she'd be in once they finally climbed all those twenty stories... SingerWords: 450
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 20, 2018 6:24:43 GMT -4
“If you lose huh? Ain’t that a unique choice of words…you almost make it sound like spending the night with me is a victory prize. Ain’t I flattered?~” Sticking out her tongue she put on a cheeky smirk as she tipped her head back and thought of something, and how to word it so they weren’t both doing the same end of the bet. “Hmm…tell ya what. No matter what, you’re spending the night with me now. That’s happening. End of story.” She gave a wide smirk and then added the actual bet of the matter. “But, whoever wins this little wager, they get to order the other one for exactly an hour, telling them to do whatever they want.” She tapped Melanie’s nose with a slightly cuter motion than Mia was one to usually give, but Melanie seemed like she’d be receptive to the teasing tap.
With the teasing challenge, Mia hooked the girl around her body, hoisting her into a piggyback and cupping her ass, though she did give at least one playful squeeze before moving to grasp her thighs instead where she could hold her more comfortably, waiting for Melaine to hold around her to steady herself before looking to the bar. “Put the rest on my chab chief.~” With that she waved off and started to leave, pushing her way out through the door, actually catching a small gap in the frame with the tip of her horn so she could open it without using her hands, leaving out into the cold air of the night time streets, a squeeze of Melanie’s thighs to adjust her stance and make sure she was nice and steady in her grasp.
“Come on sexy thang, I got a bet to win.~” She offered with a cheeky smirk, carrying the girl along for a moment, before deciding to be extra cheeky and starting into a jog as she rushed off back home, not showing any discomfort in pulling that off.
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Post by melanie on Oct 20, 2018 8:42:48 GMT -4
"Hmm, I wonder why that might be~", replied the seductress with a sassy tone, ever provocative, realizing Mia responded better to forward displays of lust than the subtlety that usually worked better on most girls. Seeing her that pensive look on her face, Melanie tilted her head, yet that intrigued faint smile spoke for itself. When she suggested a different bet, Melanie bit her lip immediately, that faint smile widening visibly. Just having to obey her for one hour wasn't exactly bad, but having a chance to boss her around? How was she supposed to say no to that...?, "...You sure know how to tempt a girl, huh...? Very well, you're on~" Bopping her nose like that had her giggling far more girlishly than usual, almost a bit surprised to see a show of affection from such a big, burly heroine. Was it a one time, inebriated display, or a hint at a sweeter, more cuddly side of her...? Perhaps she'd find out eventually, but only after getting on the woman's back and being carried over to her place. Lifting her legs around her, Melanie pressed her torso against her, sharing in her warmth as she let Mia position her however she liked: "Mmm, all set~", When she felt that firm hand squeezing her pert buttock, Melanie hummed, wriggling it approvingly. She'd feel it clench under her frisky grasp as Melanie adjusted her lower body to keep both of them comfortable, lifting her thighs slightly, squeezing snugly around her torso over her hips. Yet she couldn't help but giggle at the silly yet oddly erotic position they found themselves in, her fingertip tracing circles over Mia's chest, barely poking into the softness of her bust, "Better get started then... The bet won't win itself you know~?" Even with those seductive words whispered into her ear, the raven haired girl still gasped when Mia suddenly broke into a brisk jog. Yet no more than a couple moments after starting the race, Melanie's intentions became apparent. Slowly but surely, her hand moved around Mia's strong body, caressing her what exposed skin she could reach, drawing ever closer to her breast, peeling away, then closer still. An endless provocation that only grew more intense the longer the race went on: "That's a good pace~", she'd coo encouragingly into her ear, giving that earlobe a little nibble, "Like that... Don't wear yourself out too much though~" Hardly attempting to sabotage the blonde's efforts, Melanie had a far more palpable goal in mind. To see that confident, beautiful grinning face of hers flushed and stricken with lust; her breath heavy and ragged from far more than just the workout. Thus her thighs squeezed rhythmically around the girl, and once they reached the stairwell where nobody would see them, the succubus would actually give the athelete's firm breast an experimental kneading: "Come on Mia~... You're almost there...", giggled the temptress, pressing her chest tighter against her back, legs boldly tightening around her waist, hand adventurously slipping under her top. As their bet neared it's conclusion, so did the skilled succubus' ministrations grew most intense, licking her lips at the thought of what state Mia might be in once she reached the top. SingerWords: 550
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 20, 2018 9:59:51 GMT -4
Mia had been making a pretty easy trek of the journey, not even breaking a sweat until they reached her home. Even the nibbling of her pointed ears didn’t do much to dissuade her, the teasing was obvious and didn’t do much, her tougher skin working to her advantage sometimes since it meant teasing touches like that weren’t too effective if she didn’t focus on them. What she didn’t expect however was the harsh grasp of her breasts under her shirt as she put her first foot on the stairs. Gulping a little, this was a little harder to ignore, and as she climbed the stairs it became harder and harder to ignore, especially as Melanie showed more and more vigor in turn. Halfway up the stairs she was already panting a little, and by the time they reached her room, Mia’s breath was visible in the winter chill filling her building, her muscles tense, and her breaths hot and harsh as she gazed over her shoulder to the girl with her own deep red eyes, turning her around on her back so the girl now straddled her front as Mia continued to stand, grasping the back of her dress so tight the fabric creaked and threatened to tear at the front from the force of the pull of her fingers.
“I’m cashing in that hour later…”
The next day, Mia woke up in her bed with a light groan, pushing up from the covers without so much as a hangover. If anything it felt like she’d gotten a great massage in her sleep. Her eyes shifted about her room, not one to forget last night, and smirking as Melanie still lay in her bed beside her. Poor girl looked fucking exhausted…shouldn’t have tempted an Oni like that. Pushing up from the bed, she stretched her arms across her chest and yanked some sweatpants off the floor of her bedroom as she went to do her usual morning after routine with a partner. She looked around her apartment that was one floor up from her her office. The furniture looked tattered, and if Mia didn’t have specially made furniture with metal frames to withstand her usual weight and force, she was pretty sure a few items looked like they would have snapped. She snickered a little, rolling her eyes at herself from the night before, and moving to the kitchen.
She’d start working on breakfast, grabbing a tanktop she’d at some point slung over one of the handles on the front of her fridge, probably just from when she’d felt exceptionally lazy and opened the fridge to cool herself off after a long day. Dressing herself fully now, she started to work on a full breakfast. Not the sexiest of morning meals, but Mia prided herself on making her girls feel fuelled for the day after a night with her. They’d definitely need it afterall.~
The smell of the breakfast likely wafted its way into her bedroom, acting as a nice, gentle signal for her guest to wake up.
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Post by melanie on Oct 20, 2018 12:52:09 GMT -4
Quite the opposite, a reaction that passionate all but guaranteed Melanie would always remember to tease this woman silly before doing anything to her. And now, here she laid, fast asleep with a blissful, satisfied smile on her face, the nymphomaniac defenitely didn't recall the last time she had such a restful night. The higher her lovers took her, the more she craved, and for once, she'd found a lover who'd always managed to fulfill that craving, until they fell peacefully asleep by each other's side. With her tough body and marathon runner's stamina, she could take and enjoy anything Mia gave, and after this, she'd earned the right to Melanie's phone number and a lot more than that. The fact that she could open her eyes and simply roll around and go back to sleep spoke for itself. Only when the Oni left their love nest and that pleasant smell tickled her nostrils did Melanie actually bother to stir her sluggish body into motion: "Mmmm~...", she hummed delightedly as she got up, followed by a loud, sleepy yawn, proudly admiting the messed up furniture attesting to how passionate they went at each other. Stretching her arms out lazily she looked around and eventually found her panties and one of Mia's tanktop, slipping it over her head and down her curvaceous torso, and finally flipping her hair out of the way and hooking it into her usual high ponytail, and followed the scent of food. For someone like Red Horn, seeing her lover moving around - even with that lazy, sleepy look on her face - defenitely attested to endurance far beyond the average woman, suggesting how she had something to back all ceaseless tempting of a powerful hero... Beside the obviously insatiable libido anyway... "Making breakfast for me huh... Now there's a sight I haven't seen in a while~", quipped the singer with half lidded eyes, sashaying over to Mia, hips swaying left and right before sensually hooking a hand around behind her neck. Pushing her self on her tiptoes, she'd bring the girl's face lower until she could press her lips to her for a tender kiss... All while a sneaky hand slid down her lover's musclar back and squeezed a good feel of her shapely behind, leaving it there until she pulled away from her lips, "Good morning, gorgeous~" The kind of greeting to make most people breathless, but knowing Mia, Melanie was sure she'd just take it in stride like always. Mind you, she wasn't exactly intending to stir the blonde's libido again even if the nympho wouldn't exact object to that either... More of an upfront show of a appreciation for a night well spent, just the kind knew the blunt, cocky woman preferred: "So what's on the menu~...?", she'd ask, keeping an arm around Mia's waist while she looked over her choice of breakfast. Sure, she could probably figure it out herself, but it certainly wasn't as much fun as watching the oddly homey Oni describe it for her, while her chest heaved as she breathed in a good whiff of that wonderful scent, "Smells lovely~" MorningWords: 510 |
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 21, 2018 4:54:07 GMT -4
Mia was just casually flipping over the bacon in her pan with a spatula when her faintly pointed ears twitched to the sound if stirring in her room. She didn’t have super hearing, but by now it was easy enough to tell when one of her girls was waking up. She remained focused on the breakfast however, priding herself on her morning after treatment with her lovers and wanting to make sure she treated this one as good as the rest, looking to the bacon as the meaty delight sizzled, moving onto another pan and flipping the pan up, shoving her arm out to catch the falling pancake with ease, letting it slide back and forth in the pan for a moment as she examined the other side, before sliding it onto an ever growing pile of pancakes.
Hearing melanie’s voice, Mia gave a strong smile but still didn’t truly shift attention away from the breakfast. Her body was still tense and faintly muscular from the night before as it often was when she had a girl who could keep up with her, though for sure she was a little tenser than most girls would leave her thanks to Melanie’s endurance. She had to focus on the girl eventually of course, gazing at her with sharp yet affectionate red eyes as she pulled her head down to her level, smooching her lips, though she did jolt as she felt that squeeze to her backside, narrowing her eyes and reaching back the spatula to lightly slap Melanie’s hand. “Oi, behave. The master is working her magic.~” She twirled the spatula in her hand as she brought it back to the food she was making, the entire stove full up of things she was frying and the smell from the oven below making it clear something was in there too. “Morning to you too though, hot stuff. What exactly ain’t you seen for a while? A woman who can make you pass out first.~” Even if they’d been borderline mutual in ending the nice, Mia could still hold a cheeky grin as she emphasized that fact, regardless of the truth.
“Well, I thought since you showed me a good time, I was gonna really push the boat out.” Mia started dishing everything she’d cooked out to multiple plates, laying them on her dining table. There were a few fold up chair slid into a crevace beside the fridge but at least two cushioned, stable chairs were constantly around the desk since she expected at most 2 people to be eating unless her family was visiting. She slid into her own seat once she was finished dishing it out, each of them having an empty plate, fork, knife, and a pair of tongs to dig from the practical buffet Mia had made. Sure a lot of it could go to waste, but she was never adverse to putting something in the fridge and heating it later. “Take your pick, and dig in! We got hash browns, bacon, black pudding, pancakes, syrups for that, scrambled eggs, poached eggs, sausages…just dig in and enjoy. Sorry it ain’t too classy. I read you as a bit of a classy lass.~”
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