forum Marvel Roleplay One on One 1/1 CLOSED (stalkers welcome)

Started December 10, 2018 by Deleted user

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The soothing paste sunk into his skin and he moaned, not caring how it sounded, "Yeah that's so much better," he sighed, relaxing

She giggles slightly as she continued. she started to hum an old lullaby that she had heard from a forgotten face long ago. "Tell me about yourself as we let this dry." She involuntarily started to massage his shoulders, knowing that they were tense and knotted.

Thomas relaxed into her touch, "Well," he said, "There's not much to tell. I was captured by Hydra when I was eleven and given these wings, then the Avengers rescued me when I was fourteen. Natasha adopted me, then married Clint. So here I am," he said simply, closing his eyes as her fingers kneaded into his taut muscles, "Other than that, I'm just your average Joe," he joked with a smile, "How about you?"

She smiled back "well, like I said before, I come from a hated family of overly happy people, and I'm the only one who came out with other emotions, so when they found out they resented and abused me. I've lived on the streets with people I'd rather not encountered and I've been fighting for my life ever since." Half was a joke, half was truth. She stopped massaging him and looked down and the time on her arm. A small moon with black stars leading down simbolizing her departure and exile. She sat back into the couch trying to think about her next move but got distracted by Thomas’s bare chest, watching as his muscles rippled as he breathed.

Thomas turned to face her, noticing the tattoo. As he moved, his muscles rippled, particularly his abs. he sat next to her and gently reached a hand out, tracing the ink on her skin, "It's beautiful," he breathed.

She bit her lip, watching him as he turned and traced her tattoo, shivering slightly "sadly, 'Marking Of The Darkness' they call it. Means I'm exiled from my family and home until I become a 'light' though that place hasn't been my home for many years." She looked away from him, hating herself for sounding so vulnerable. "you probably think I'm pathetic for not trying to do something about my issue." she said softly. He's too close! A far too familiar part of her wanted to flinch away from any male contact, but she stayed strong, not wanting to scare Thomas off

Thomas traced the pattern for a bit before looking at her and using a gentle hand to tip her face towards him, "Hey, I'd never think you were pathetic," he murmured, smiling, "You're a helluva lot stronger than most people I know"

She smiled a bit at his statement, more focused on their closeness and his bare chest and torso. She leaned slightly into his touch "So you're not scared?" he looked up at him with purple eyes, trying to decipher his expression. She could smell his cologne, intoxicating yet gentle, very fitting

The boy shook his head gently, "No," he murmured, "What's there to be scared about?" he smiled and closed the gap, gently taking her lips in his, one arm moving to rest on the small of her back

She gasped at first, trying to decide what to do, but finally gave into her into her darker side and surrendered to his kiss. She intertwined her hands in his hair, kissing him passionatly, breathing hard and heartbeat racing. * You've gone too far, now there's no turning back* her hair started to levatated, slightly smelling of burning lavender as it turned to purple flame

Thomas felt the heat, but just assumed it was from the kiss. He tipped his head to the side and kissed her deeply, feeling how soft her lips were against his

She leaned into the kiss, letting a slight whimper escape as she kissed him. She rested her hands on his chest, feeling heartbeat and breathing, moving them to his back, tracing the curves of his muscles.

Thomas felt his body shudder at her touch. He heard the whimper and began to kiss her more passionately, gently pushing her down so tat she was laying back against the couch as they kissed, Thomas on top of her, though not crushing her

She pulled him closer, wanting him as close to her as possible "is this a normal day day thing for you?" She said against his lips as she slightl pulled away, arms still wrapped around his back

Thomas smiled, shaking his head, "You're the first" he admitted, pecking her lips before moving his mouth to her neck to kiss and nibble slightly, "What about you?" He murmured against her soft skin

She gasped slightly as he bit a sensitive area on her neck, then dug her hands into his hair. "First time I've been with a man I like, I can't say being with other men has been as pleasant as this because they haven't been." Her eyes turned dark as she recalled a not too pleasant memory "Thomas, please get off me…" She whispered

Thomas looked at her, noticing the change. He sat up, "Sorry, did I do something wrong?" He asked, scared he'd hurt her.

Who's turn is it to reply on the warrior cats one?//

(think it might be you, but I'm not sure, I'll check in a second)
"No! No you did nothing wrong, it's me," she rose into a sitting position and hugged her knees, already missing his warmth and the feel of him. "I'm sorry, it's just…like u said before, I haven't had the best encounters with other men, not that I think of you as one of them! But…I can't get those thoughts out of my head, I'm sorry." She said with a weak smile and sad eyes. She moved closer to him, hoping to regain some of his warmth. She dug her head into his neck, lightly nipping at a strained tendon in hopes of relaxing him.

Thomas pulled her gently onto his lap, pecking her cheek, "Hey, it's okay" he murmured, rubbing her back, "You're safe, I promise" he smiled and kissed her softly, burying his face into her neck.

If it's me can you bump it? I can't find it on mobile//

(just did XD)
"I'm never safe Thomas,"she smiled bitterly "I've been hunted my whole life, either by "lights" or by people who think I'm a pretty thing to look at." She leaned into him, for once ignoring the warning signs in her head and started to play with his hair

Thomas kissed her neck gently, sliding a hand to rest on her bare back, curving to cradle her and make her feel safe, "You're safe" he repeated, "As long as you're with me, I'll make sure of that"

Ferris relaxed into the curves of his body "my savior." She said as she kissed his jaw gently, her wings unfurling from under her in pleasure

Thomas smiled, holding her as close as she could be, his lips traveling along her jaw and neck, leaving small nips. He paused when he got to her shoulder, biting and leaving a small Mark.

She gasped and closed her eyes, hair turning to fire again "devil in disguise" she smiled at him, tracing every curve of his face with a light touch of her hand. "My devil" she shook her head and laughed

Thomas chuckled and unfurled his wings, wrapping them around her, "And what would that make you?" He murmured, kissing back up to her lips "My demoness?"

She laughed against his lips "I was thinking more of a dark angel, though I think demoness works better." She laughed again and pressed herself closer to his warmth and aura of safety. She reached towards the base of his wings, lightly touching the burns, only now noticing the fair scarring along his side and back "what's this from?" Worry entering the tone of her voice

Thomas shivered at her touch, "Strucker" he explained, "He was constantly doing experiments on me to try and, quote, improve me" the boy explained, kissing her cheek lightly, one hand tracing her tattoo absent-mindedly

She nodded in understanding then smiled "little did he know, you didn't need improving, he did." She hugged him close "are you cold love?" Knowing it wasn't the temperature that was making him shiver

"I don't think I'll ever be cold again" he murmured, nuzzling into her neck, "Not with you around" his hands ran up and down her back, sliding under the back of her shirt so he could feel her soft skin beneath his fingers.

She gently bit down on his shoulder as his hand slid under her shirt "no farther than that, devil." She purred in his ear. She kissed his jaw line, her teeth leave small red marks as they dragged against his stubble. "So what's for dinner? I'm starving."