IC CONTACT POST

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[A woman's voice comes over the line.]

You've reached the Trickster's voicemail. Unfortunately, Mr. Trickster isn't available to take your call, nor will he likely ever be. Should you still wish to leave a message, please respond after the tone, and maybe we'll remember to get it to him, mmkay?

[Beep]

[[OOC: This is an IC voicemail post for all verses games. Please put the name of the verse/game you want in the subject heading.]]

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[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[Jinx already decided she was staying here long ago. That's not her problem here. She touches the hand on her face and rolls her eyes.]

Not what I mean.

[She growls a little and more or less pounces on him. She holds down his shoulders and straddles his hips, not aggressively, but not playfully either.]

What do you want, stupid? And answering "to make you happy" isn't permitted.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He takes it like a man and stares up at the ceiling for a moment, before glancing down to meet her eyes.] That's a loaded question.

[He just sighs, unable to go past that point without getting into the sentimental BS he likes avoiding.]

Nothing lasts for me, Jinx. My family boned up and I left. I screwed the pooch with my other family. I'm a casual loner with few friends, who happens to get his kicks screwing with people. I just want you, okay? I want to drive this thing into the ground like we're both living with expiration dates- don't say a word. I just want this to last. I don't wanna get to the point where you're just another notch on my list of homes I can't go back to.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[Oh, and she was about to say a word. Opens her mouth and everything. But she purses her lips and exhales through her nose, letting him finish. Sentimental man. She dips down and rests her forehead right where his clavicles meet.]

I don't want that either. I want a family, baby. I'm tired of being alone. I hate it. But I don't want to drag you into something you hate just to appease my foolish insecurities.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

As long as I can still make assholes suffer, no one touches my family, and I can run my club, and generally make this whole town a little bit more irritated with their lives? I'm happy. I'm a simple angel, with simple pleasures. All I ask is that I get back as much as I give... And I always have my mojo at all times. That's it. A picket fence with you is better than a cold warehouse alone.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[She lifts her head back up and looks at him.]

Oh. I was planning on keeping you on a tight leash and not letting you do any of that. My bad.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He tucks a finger under her chin, smiling.] Don't even joke- I've been on a short leash. It sucks.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

Like I'd ever do that to you. You're more fun when you screw up and piss me off. I don't like easy. Anyway, I needed to say something to keep us from getting sappier. Someone was going to start playing a tiny violin in the next room over.

[She pulls her chin away from him and nips gently at his fingertip.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He pulls his finger away and laughs] Gotta keep that status quo in check, huh?

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

Naturally.

[Oh, no he doesn't. She grabs his hand right back, growls playfully, then kisses his wrist.]

So...we're really doing this, then? Really really?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He smirks] Yep. I'll make it my goal to make everyone in that neighborhood remember when the place used to be so nice.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

You can mow the lawn. Wave at the neighbors with the goofy, cartoon smile of yours. I'll come out in something skimpy with a try of lemonade. The boys'll pretend not to know us.

[She sighs dreamily and rests her cheek against his palm.] We'll convince everyone we're making meth and slaughtering virgins in the basement. Just like normal people.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

We'll be the subject of all the local gossip. I mean, who cares about infamy and making the papers when the suburbanites are all talking about that plunging neckline and those five inch spiked pumps you wore to the neighborhood barbecue.

...Do they have those in Canada? Aw hell, I'll throw one just to get this country with the times, already. There'll be maple syrup on hand to help with the transition and everything.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

I love you.

[She's laughing. Happy again. She kisses his palm then leans down to press their lips together.]

And all of a sudden? I'm not so tired anymore. [Another kiss.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I know. [All Star Wars jokes from here on out are halted by kissing and growling and touching and Gabriel starting up his general teasing caress routine. A moment later, with a playful growl, he rolls over and takes her with him, pinning her and nibbling her neck and shoulders like it's going out of style, pausing to whisper lazily in her ear.]

And you'll never wear a scarf. Period. ... Look at that. I'm already used to this whole suburbia thing. You've domesticated me. [His tone is chastising, but the kisses down her collarbone and his hands under her shirt sure as hell aren't.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[Well, this was quickly turning into a game of Jinx trying to keep herself quiet so she didn't wake up her roommates. A game she was doomed to fail at.]

Nnngh...sounds like I should get you a collar. With a--ah cute little tag. [Her hands are all over his shoulders and head. A growl escapes her.] Then I can tie you up. Mmmm. Get out the whip...

[Now she's just fantasizing.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He raises her shirt up by degrees so that he can kiss her stomach while one of his hands tangles in her bra, rolling his shoulders against her touch. Meanwhile, his other hand has a finger hooked around the corner of those spankies of hers and just teasingly stroking the skin underneath- just the innocent places, of course. Gabriel made up for using the same method all the damn time by being damn good at multitasking.]

Nngh. Make sure you leave the- [The sound he made as he made little bitemarks on her hips was something akin to a hungry growl]- windows open. [He paused a moment to look up, eyes holding true to the JUST SCREW FOREPLAY attitude he was starting to get when this situation came up.] And I want spikes on the collar.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[They had enough foreplay. They had months of foreplay before the first time they banged each others brains out. Sex didn't have some unwritten etiquette, right? Maybe all this teasing and touching was for people who had a hard time getting worked up. Because, seriously, all Gabriel had to do lately was look at her with those smoldering eyes of his and--fuck did she want him.]

Deal. [Jinx sat up the moment he paused and stripped her shirt away from her body. Followed by the bra. Then, aggressively, she pull her boyfriend up into a kiss. Soon after, one of her hands, not so innocently, dove right into the front of his boxers.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[And that was all she wrote, really. Gabriel might as well have been trying to suck the soul out of her body with the way he was furiously mangling her lips with his own. His breath hitched against her, a little as her hand took that little journey (and she'd quickly find that it didn't take him very long to get worked up around her either), but he didn't let her have the only good grope of the moment. It might have taken some awkward adjusting, but he managed to get one hand laced in her hair, while the other worked her panties off so that he could get a hand between her thighs.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[They were less kissing and more mauling each other by this point. Their tongues were engaged in an epic battle for dominance and at least his mouth was muffling her moans well enough. Well, not for long. When that hand went between her thighs, she pulled away from his lips to try and catch her breath. A cry escaped her before she dove right back into that kiss. Loud enough to disturb the boys on the other side of the wall. She couldn't find herself caring. The girl squirmed to get her panties off the rest of the way, hips grinding down against his fingers, before she worked at pulling his boxers to his knees. Her hand grasped around his erection and started into a quick, yet steady, motion. The other hand seemed to have a mind of its own, going for her nightstand. She had nothing but bad ideas on the brain. Very bad ideas.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[Like Gabriel's ideas were any better-oh, sorry, that would imply he was thinking as, like most men, his brain was currently centered around the area getting a full-on massage right now and you just don't think during those things. Verbalizing was impossible- he might as well have been communicating in tongue clicks and probably was and no one overhearing that would need a translator. Just something to cover their eyes and ears with.

She grinded, he hooked in a finger into her and just stroked. There was something ridiculously right in this kind of action- just getting each other off in a way that might look more perverse than sex, but was just fine by him and God, that girl knew how to twist his buttons just as well as he knew how to twist hers.

He bit her lip and held it gently in his teeth for a full second or two and then began to knead his finger harder into her, rocking back and forth with the movement of her hand on him, returning to kissing her as if he was smothering her moans with his mouth. What the hell her other hand was doing didn't occur to him.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[She took pride in the way he moved as she pumped her hand against him. There was just something so damn special about how he reacted to her. The experienced ethereal being wrapped around this teenage girl's little finger? Now that was something. But, hey. Gabriel was the only man to ever make Jinx whimper like this. They didn't seem to care whether or not it was a fair trade. All that mattered was how much they were enjoying themselves.

That adventurous hand of hers stopped momentarily to grip the sheets. Her hips lifted from the bed and pushed hard against his finger. Her rhythm faltered for a few seconds, but she made up for it by gripping him tighter when her ass came back down. Knowing she had to break the kiss soon, she crushed their lips together and made the last few moments count. Of course she couldn't pull away without biting his bottom lip first.]

Give me more. Harder.

[Those breathy words were followed by a growl as she sunk her teeth into his neck. Keeping her muffled in one way or another was almost a game now. Her hand moved again to complete its mission, but not without her reaching for it. She kissed across his shoulder as she leaned the extra few inches. A drawer was opened, her hand ducked inside, then she came out holding a bottle of lubricant. She bit down on his shoulder now to suppress a moan.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He obeyed, moving his head a bit to suck and bite on her breasts, possibly a little too hard and he wasn't sure if it was her hands on him, the release that followed, or the biting, but probably a combination of both. The little wellsprings of blood above her left breast from his teeth gave a tell-tale sign a little deeper than a bruise, but he didn't stop to consider it, just kept working inside of her until she had her moment, moving to kiss the dip in her neck like an animal nipping at a submissive one- but that was inaccurate. Jinx was hardly the submissive one here and when he started noting what her wandering hand was doing, he got the impression, he was pretty close to finding out.]

Mmph. You know how I feel about surprises. [His voice was a low purr against her throat.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[It hurt, but not in a way she hated. Not at all. The pain in her breast only intensified the pleasure in the rest of her body. Her hand didn't pull away from him, even after he came. No, she just kept on at it until her body convulsed and she muffled noises that resembled screams against his flesh. She squeezed the bottle tight enough to make it leak. They had just begun and already there was a mess. His fluids coated her hand and pooled on her stomach.]

They're, ahh, great when then come from me? Fuck... [The climax was still buzzing through her body. Several more times, she milked herself against his hand.] Mmmm. 'briel baby, get on your back.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[As far as Gabriel was concerned, if there weren't any fluids to be seen in the first twenty minutes, you weren't trying hard enough. For a moment, he looked like he might not obey, occupied with licking and biting her earlobe, but after he finished that, he moved slick fingers away from her thighs, leaving a trail along her flesh and rolled over, stretching his arms over his head to clutch at the headboard, only to find smooth wood there. This was one of those times where it would be a great idea if Jinx converted to a headboard with bars. So much better for this kind of thing. Or maybe he just saw Basic Instinct one too many times.

His stomach was knotted with tension even after that release, a combination of excitement and anticipation for what she might do next. His eyes were half-lidded and gray in the dark room and he had a languid smile on his face like a lazy cat. Smoldering, you'd call it, but it was more than just the lusty smolder of someone who wanted a good hard fuck fest- it was deeper, more connected. One might even say it was a look of devotion, disguised as carnal pleasure.

But that would be cheesy.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[Messy was the best thing in the world when they were together. Those two knew how to get dirty. Which meant her sheets suffered. Her mattress probably hated them. Then moment he settled down on the bed, she was on the man, biting down on his hipbone. Grabbing the headboard like that was damn hot. Made her wish there were bars there. Bars worked well with handcuffs or ropes, and god was she getting worked up fast again. For the moment, she set the bottle of lubricant to the side. Her hands ran along his torso, smearing him with his own fluids. After releasing his hipbone, she kissed down to the inside of his thigh. One thing she liked about when he was human? The marks she left stayed. But at least she didn't have to ever be gentle. Then girl bit down on the meat of his thigh until she tasted blood. Her claws caught the first few layers of skin on his stomach.

See, she had to get this violent behavior out of her system before she brought her mouth to more sensitive areas. There was no fun in wrecking his genitals. So she was gentle when she dragged her tongue over his testicles. Then, she took to licking every bit of ejaculation she could from his shaft. Her bright eyes watched his face with a look of excitement. Anticipation.]

You need to-- [She stopped talking to put him all the way into her mouth, moaning as she did so. After pulling back up, she continued.] --be as hard as possible.