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]

[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.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[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."]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[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.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

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.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[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.

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[hexyoutotuesday.livejournal.com]

[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.