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?

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[[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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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.

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[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.]

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[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.

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[The biting and clawing got a few twitches of surprise and a low groan of mixed pain and pleasure that could only come from someone who had some secret masochistic streak even as he was a total baby about his pain tolerance- pain was only good when it was sexual. Any other time, it royally blew.

...And speaking of blowing.

His back arched. If he could make himself harder by sure force of will, he'd have done it, but her tongue did it for him and not thinking about the edges of her sharp canines rubbing up against his tender spots kept it that way. He dug his hands into the back of the pillow- bars, totally getting bars on this bed next time- and barked a pleased laugh.] Working on it-mmph. And didn't someone ever tell you- nngh- not to talk with your mouth full? [His back arched again and he shifted, breathing going heavy, stomach knotting up again. His body temperature was going from lukewarm to a feverish temperature for him, which was relative normal for a human and he was just fine with it, even if he was looking a little flushed.

He rolled his eyes back and relaxed, occasionally breaking the moment to make a noise of pleasure or shift a bit to urge her to a different spot in need of attention.]

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[Her hands twitched. She wanted to touch herself. Those noises he was making, his arching back, fuck, it made her want to go at herself until she was muffling screams with his cock. But no. Not yet. If she started doing that now, he'd blow again and she did not have patience, or the tolerance in her jaw, to get him worked back to this point. When he first spoke, she chose not to answer him. As he said, her mouth was full. One hand gripped his hipbone and the other dug claws into his side. Mixing pain with pleasure. She loved how warm he was beginning to feel. That blush in his cheeks was adorable, which was an unsexy word, but still appropriate.

Bravely, she took him all into her mouth. Her throat contracted around the tip as she swallowed, trying her best not to gag. She could only keep him there for a second before she pulled away. Quickly. Completely. She masked the face she made while she swallowed down that gagging feeling by tossing around her hair. Then she came back down just to tease his tip with her tongue. Well, now would be a good time to follow through with plans. She pulled her head back up and sought out that bottle, stroking him casually.]

The answer's yes, by the way. Just now. Thanks, daddy.

[She gave him a look born from pure sass, then flipped open the cap on the bottle. Biting her bottom lip, the little imp drenched his penis in lubricant. The bottle was deposited neatly back in the drawer and she moved up his body, positioning herself right over him. She licked her lips and grinned.] Now, we're gonna, mmmm, take this slow. [That was all he got before she grabbed him, aligned herself, and very cautiously began to slide down onto him. Not the usual entrance he used. Somehow, this managed to be tighter. It definitely got one hell of a reaction out of her. He was barely halfway in before she tossed her head back and loudly moaned, gasped, clenched her teeth and hissed through them. Her hands firmly planted themselves on his thighs. Halfway was about all she could go before she pulled up and tried again, gradually getting further down.

She wasn't quiet about it, either.]

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[Adorable, maybe, but kind of uncomfortable, although not in a necessarily bad way. It wasn't like Gabriel hadn't fucked a woman who felt like her skin was on fire when she got good and worked up, which was hell on cold flesh. A god of fire having a low body temperature- was that what eventually tipped her off?

...Claws. Claws in his hipbone. And her swallowing and teasing him, and fuck. He tensed, gritting his teeth. Jinx is here, not Kali. And no matter what one might say about goddesses and age and wisdom and all that BS, Jinx had her beat. For one thing, she was hurting him in a way that didn't make it feel like she was trying to break him in two over her knees. He'd forgotten what that felt like- what a dominance struggle could be like when it was just two friendly animals nipping at each other, instead of two predators tearing each other's throats out as they jam their fingers into-

Hello.

That had been what he was expecting- he'd been prepared to spread his legs and start seeing how long it would take him before those claws of hers could actually make him flinch. This? Unexpected, but fantastic. He bucked slowly against her- well, tried to be slow about it, but she was driving him absolutely mental. He moved his hands to come to rest on her hips and dug his (sadly dulled, although considering her marks didn't heal, this was probably a good thing) fingernails as hard as he could manage without tearing chunks out of her. If she wasn't quiet, then the entire London Philharmonic wouldn't be able to drown out the level of obscenities, moaning, and incomprehensible sex-babble coming out of his mouth as she pulled out and then dipped back down again. He arched his back again, writing like a man possessed and dug harder into her hips as if he was holding her in position.

Well, he hoped Trauma and Claudio were okay with going out tonight.]

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[There was definitely a reason she needed him as hard as physically possible. This was one hell of a tight fit, even with all that lubricant dripping across his pelvis. Every time she came down on him, she got just a little closer to taking it all in. It was rough on her. Pain rushed through her body from that and the way he grabbed her hips. It was hard to breathe. She fucking loved it. Those incoherent ramblings Gabriel kept going off into only made her work harder. It took a lot but, finally, she forced him all the way into her. Her claws tore into his thighs. Blood dribbled down her chin from how hard she was biting into her bottom lip.

There were two cautious thrusts more before she started fucking herself senseless on him. So much for taking it slow now. The only other times she had ever been close to this loud was when his head was between her legs. This still knocked that record out of the ballpark. She was screaming enough to wake damn near half the complex. Things like this were why no one stayed in the apartments adjacent to theirs for more than a month. At this rate, they were going to clear out the entire building.

It wasn't too long before she roughly grabbed Gabriel by the wrist. She yanked his hand away from her protruding hipbones and directed it between her slick thighs. This hurt. It hurt so damn bad, but every pleasurable touch was intensified exponentially because of it. Just pressing his hand up against her clit was enough to make her start yelling at him in Latin. Dead languages probably weren't meant to be spoken that vehemently. Then again, backs weren't supposed to bend like that, either. She just had a way with bending the rules...and her spine.]

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[Latin. She was screaming in Latin and there, unfortunately, were not words in his native tongue for this level of good hard fucking. And hard it was- even he was starting to feel a little worn in the gears from all that thrusting on him. Whatever Dad said about sodomy didn't change the fact that it was usually really, really fun when it didn't involve hillbillies and banjos.

Her suddenly grabbing his wrist cut off a long string of moaning about something or other that probably had nothing to do with sex, because he'd honestly run out of words for this. Babbling about the anatomy of a penguin would probably sound sexy- YES, YES. THAT IS EXACTLY WHERE HIS HAND BELONGS. THANK YOU FOR REMINDING HIM.

He didn't need it to be held there before he took hold himself, pressing in and staying there, moans petering off into ecstatic, sexually charged chuckles as she began yelling in Latin. And he understood every word too.

He wrapped his presently unoccupied hand around her stomach and rose up a bit, so he wasn't just flat on his back, keeping himself angled so she was still sitting right on top of him. Things that also shouldn't be possible- holding yourself at precisely a 90 degree angle so that when she bent back, she was almost touching his chest.

It paid to have a flexible vessel and it paid more to have an even more flexible girlfriend.

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[Yeah, totally it was sappy, but there were still days where she didn't believe all this was really happening to her. They were in love, having fun, and god were they good together. Sex had been nice before, but with Gabriel, it blew her little mortal mind. It made her scream and she climaxed at the drop of a hat. Speaking of which, it wasn't too long after his hand started going at her that she released. She must have called his name out so many times it stopped sounding like a real word. She groped at her own chest and practically sobbed with pleasure.

For a moment she slowed down to catch her breath. She grabbed his hand on her stomach and pulled it up her sweat slick chest. His fingertips were guided to her lips, and she took the time to kiss each one. She sucked the salt off his middle finger, hips still working against him strong and slow. Gradually, she pulled herself all the way up, parting from him just an inch or so. She gently kissed his scarred wrist then sank her sharp canines into the side of his hand before she impaled herself on him, slamming her ass against his hips.

This was going to leave some interesting bruises.

His hand muffled what would have been a scream so loud someone may have called the police. Okay, so maybe she wouldn't have been this vocal with someone else. The archangel made her want to let loose. Yelling just made things all the better. As did fucking herself so hard and fast on him that she wouldn't be able to walk straight tomorrow. At the rate she was going, she probably only had fifteen minutes left before this exhausted her completely. Girl had stamina, but not enough to keep this rough, rapid pace up alone.]

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[Out of context, the noises probably sounded like a teenage girl getting mauled by a by a very talkative predatory animal with the way Gabriel was growling and cursing and making such inhuman mumblings of pleasure. He was breathless, himself, which was fascinating from a creature that didn't need to breathe, but as she guided his fingers up her body and bit him, he regained his own stamina and reared up a bit to bite her shoulder hard enough that it would probably be a really interesting bruise. For all intents and purposes, he was biting down like someone about to have a bone reset and her shoulder was the block of wood, although he let him some just before he finally released himself inside of her and paused to kiss the bleeding mark gingerly, before collapsing backwards, chest heaving.

Anything he could possibly say at this moment was pretty much cut off by the way he had to count his breaths and the way his heartbeat was humming in his ear. He finally managed one simple word, which was a complete understatement, honestly.

"Wow."]

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[This relationship was definitely jeopardizing her career. Not only was she going through cake makeup like it was going out of style, but talk about sore. There was no way she was going to want to wake up for work in a few hours, let alone dance in her condition. Like hell she was going to have anywhere decent lines when she was probably going to walk with a limp for the next 24 hours. Totally worth it.

She hissed when he bit her. That aggressive sound twisted into a loud moan as the pain melted into felicity. When he hit his climax, she made sure to keep going until every ejaculatory drop was drained from his body. It wasn't to long after he spoke that she heaved herself off him, then crashed down onto the bed. Breathing heavy, she curled her now trembling body up close to his. These sheets probably needed to be burned now. She grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him into a series breathy kisses. It wasn't too long before she just gave up and cuddled against him. Her body was nothing but sweaty dead weight.]

Been wanting to do that for a while. [She smirked, looking absolutely exhausted.]

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[Inhale. Exhale. Gabriel licked his lips thoughtfully when she pulled back, more than eager to continue, but well aware that she likely couldn't, and then wrapped an arm around her. Not that it wouldn't take an hour or so to get him worked back up to this point now, but if she didn't have to sleep...

Well, there would probably be a lot more fucking going on. And there was a lot of fucking happening as it was.]

I can tell. [He quirked an eyebrow down at her.] Hope it was good for you.

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Mmmhmm. [Definitely too tired to keep going. Sure, there was a part of her that was still horny, there always was, and knowing her she could get worked back up in no time. However, there was a minor possibility of her passing out on her boyfriend mid fuck, and that just wasn't their style.

Instead of looking back up at him, she lightly kissed at his chest. Affection without a whole lot of effort was good right now. Lazily, she purred. Her eyes were closed and not a whole lot could open them now.]

Baby...my ass is numb.

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[He snorted and trailed his fingers through her hair, throwing one arm back behind his head absently.] You're welcome. Always willing to go that extra mile and you... You, Jinxie, make me feel like that awkward virgin angel that just found out sex was more than just a procreation thing. The things you do with that body of yours. Damn. [He laughed and rolled on his side, so he could curl around her.]

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[At this rate, she was going to fall asleep with that grin on her face. Gabriel wouldn't lie to her about this just because, which meant that she just rocked his immortal world. And that? Was pretty damn cool.]

Mmmm...there's a lot more where that came from. [A statement made much less seduce when it included a yawn.] Don't sell yourself short, 'briel. You make me squeal like a schoolgirl.

[She ran her hand lazily down his side. Each word in her next sentence was enunciated sharply.] We. Are. Perfect.

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[Lip service? Not Gabriel's strong suit and he could probably make sex critiques sound like sweet nothings, but Jinx had that something extra- she wasn't a goddess and that in itself made every bit of gall and initiative and domineering action she took in bed fascinating and unbelievably hot. Women who knew he wasn't human tended to tread gently instead of pushing him to his limits, scared of incurring divine wrath. Jinx threw it out the window. There were some instances where Gabriel expected people to not try and top him- sex wasn't one of them. Sex wasn't fun if it wasn't surprising, challenging, and a little dangerous.]

I was getting to me. [He was practically preening.] Almost wish I had the videotape for that one. Should I put mirrors on the ceiling so you can watch next time? Bars on the headboard? The whole nine yards. Maybe we'll get a dungeon. I bet there's one we can rent out... Or steal from AGI.

[He trailed off, laughing and kissed her forehead.] If we get any more perfect? We're gonna have to make like Thelma and Louise. I'll provide the cliff.

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[Jinx was fairly convinced she should have died over a decade ago, which meant that she lived like she was on borrowed time. Why waste it with silly things like self preservation and being afraid of things bigger than you? Okay, maybe not the smartest way to live, but it sure made her fun. In her mind, there was no reason not to throw Gabriel down and have her way with him. They were friends, he was her lover, hers, and she didn't view him as above her in any way. They were on the same raunchy, crazy, emotionally fucked, codependent, amazingly fun level. Snuggling with her own personal archangel, she purred in that half asleep sort of way.]

Let's make a sex tape. Multiple sex tapes. With all of that. Including the cliff. We'll get real kinky...make what I just did look vanilla. [She yawned loudly, then mumbled something about mustache rides.]

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Okay, but you have to be Louise. I look better with curls. [He kisses her forehead and drapes a leg over her legs, pressing his thigh against hers as if he's locking himself in place around her.] We'll be the first idiots in the world to win a Best Special Effects award for a sex tape. [Another kiss, on the nose this time and he took to toying with her hair absently, soothing her into sleep.]

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[Was she complaining about her Gabriel blanket? Nope. Jinx obviously was enjoying this pampering. Sometimes, it was hard having a boyfriend who didn't need to sleep. Other times, it was the best thing ever. He could pay attention to her like this all night, if he wanted.]

I wanna make George Lucas proud. We'll give everyone a special screening at our wedding. It'll be great.