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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 18:20:58 GMT
"You've been a very naughty boy." She smirked as she spoke, hands reaching for his 'pants. She slowly pulled them down then tossed that also off the bed. "Well, lookie at you. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" She teased, crawling out from under the covers. Foot gently touching him between the legs...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 13:27:25 GMT
“no, actually not as far as I know…” He said simply, yet beginning to sound Cocky, well no wonder really, being handcuffed to a bed was one thing, but this? Wa-ay bad. Well Especially for lainey whom at this point in time was considering making the bed tip over and then grabbing her trousers (of which were on the floor with both his and her clothes! x: ) Her trousers however that held the key to the door, but there were no keys to the handcuffs?! Crap, this was like on of those times where you just wanted to pull out a gun and blow the shit out of yourself (even if your body was amazing) “Oh, yeh? Well you haven’t got much to brag about…” he said simply before looking around for the exit, just like in the matrix, maybe one simple phone call could get him out of the darned place. Trying to pull himself up the bed by lifting his arms and then pulling himself up that way, but that was a bit of a problem, especially when your ‘attacker’ was actually sat on you. Darn it.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 16:08:04 GMT
Kelia pouted in a way that suggested his words displeased her. "You know, I could dispose of the body without any problems." She said simply, trailing a finger round and round on his chest. She meant, if she killed him, or at least the body, he'd be forced to leave and she would be able to dispose of the body, quite easily. She didn't particularly want to do that, but, hey, everyone did things they didn't want to, at times! "Oh, now thats rather bitchy." She sulked, her hand now trailing around his chest. She forced him back into a lying position, sitting just a little on his stomach to prevent any escapes!
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 16:22:17 GMT
Crap, he had forgot that this wasn’t actually /his/ body, well it was his body, just not exactly ‘his’ hard to explain, unless you were also a fatum. “Oh, fine…” he said simply rolling his eyes, obviously trying to decide whether to lose the body, or just go along with it, his body was /too/ good to lose… “Yes..And?” he said simply looking back up towards her again, as he tried to get up, she sat back down on his stomach, stopping him from trying to roll of the bed, darn it.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 16:27:42 GMT
"You sure I can't convince you to like this?" She sighed as though she actually cared. Truth was, she didn't. Shrugging, not waiting for an answer, she pulled up the covers, the hand which had been on his chest, slowly trailing south, stroking his -the body's- y'know what...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 16:34:04 GMT
“Nope, not with you!” he said sheepishly, looking around again, he sighed before she pulled up the covers, at that point he tried to make his escape, finding it harder than he thought at first. Nearly cutting his wrists due to the fact the handcuffs were digging into them, as he tried to get away, it was however, not successful at all. He just ended up hurting himself more, crap. Wincing he looked back towards her, the expression on his face was just that same old annoyed ‘I can’t get out’ look.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 16:39:30 GMT
"You might as well enjoy it. If you don't, it'll fucking be the last shag you ever get." She snapped, the sudden change in her personality rather scary. Yeah, she was a bloody scary person, and probably schizophrenic... Even if she wasn't schizophrenic, there was somethin' wrong with her!
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 16:51:40 GMT
“Hrmph…” that was about all she got out of him, before he went into a moaning state, one of which seemed to be more of a thinking state than a moaning one itself. Surely she was skitzo or something? It was bloody mad. And worst of all, Lainey was in a thinking state, yes you heard it /thinking/ and he never thought, he hated the fact that his wrists were tied to the bed, he hated everything! But hey, you would too, maybe? No.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 16:55:31 GMT
"Fine then. Be like that." She bristled, moving off his stomach, and then off the bed. Quickly, in about four seconds, she had cleared the length of the room and once more opened the wardrobe. From there, she produced another pair of handcuffs -god, how many did she have?!-, and returned to the bed. This was done in, what, ten seconds? Not long enough for him to get free, thats for sure! Grabbing his ankles, she repeated what she had done to his wrists, his ankles getting tied to the end of the bed; like his wrists were at the top of the bed. Next, she slid back onto the bed beside him, smirking poisonously at the poor guy...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 16:59:56 GMT
He had watched her walk back and forth before producing another pair of handcuffs, crap no way, he hated these thing as it was, and next thing he knew and had even forgot to struggle about was the fact his feet were now clamped to the bed as well. Oh no! He struggled a bit trying to get away from the mad woman, this was mad, unbelievably mad and it was just getting worse, maybe if he played along? No he wouldn’t. This decision however echoed around in his head for a moment. “I’m sorry?” he said simply trying to get on her good side, perhaps then it would get easier for him to get away, good idea.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 17:25:53 GMT
"Not goin' t'work, sweetie. I ain't fallin' for that one." Her tone was brisk and rather annoyed, an unpleasant sound to an ordinary human's ears. To another Fatum, it would just sound like a pissed off person. To a ordinary human, the sound would be high-pitched, and resembling a furious screech.
Moving her body slightly so that their's sides were touching, she smiled that predatory smile of hers, hands fondling with his -uh-, y'know...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 10, 2005 17:30:56 GMT
“Aww why not? I’m sure you’re a person looking for a good trade right?” he said simply before looking back towards her again, trying to put that fake smile on again, in all his time, nothing like this had happened at all, maybe he should have chose a geeky body? Nah, he liked this one, maybe he would try to ‘beg’ for freedom off her “Well I would kiss you, shame iv’e got these handcuffs on!” he said shaking the wrists to note the handcuffs.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 10, 2005 17:36:28 GMT
Tilting her head, Kelia pretended to be thinking over his offers. Finally, she laughed out loud. "Too late, I chose sex." She smirked, her nails digging into his y'know what ever so slightly, then firmer, practically squeezing him now...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 11, 2005 9:48:08 GMT
he had an idea, he would exit the body, just for the time being however, he had to do it, then he might be able to free ‘his’ body from the handcuffs, good idea. Pausing he looked around before the body seemed to become motionless “ha!!” Lainey was actually using his brain today, good riddance too, Searching for the key to the handcuffs and such. That way he would be able to get his body free and run away! Muahahaha!. Pausing he took a few steps forwards searching the room, wondering if she had even notice he got out of his body, he had forgot she was a Fatum meaning she would be able to see him fine as it was.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 11, 2005 16:46:18 GMT
Watching the shadow-like creature moving slowly around the room, she raised her eyebrows. "Get back in this fuckin' body before I rip it to shreds." She snarled, suddenly producing a knife from underneath the mattress [is there anything this mad woman doesn't own?- and pressing it into the neck of the body, not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to, she hoped, scare him into obeying her. After all, the body was fucking gorgeous; he'd be mad to let it go!
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