03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Nov 23, 2023 6:43:50 GMT
Sober Ferris would not have agreed to play for her, let alone been so gung-ho about learning something new. But here he was, masquerading as someone a lot more socially outgoing than he usually acted. If she didn't want to sing, he wasn't going to make her. There was a joy to just playing music. It was something he loved to do after all. But he hoped she did and was more than a little pleased when she finally chimed in and even more glad seeing that spark of joy in her eyes as she did.
If the musical quality of the song was mournful, the lyrics and melody were even more so. In a lovely, eerie sort of way. Darcy might have struggled a little with some of the dissonant notes, but all in all she had a decent voice. The musician in him quite enjoyed the chorus and the rhythm. But Ferris himself felt the words hit home perhaps a bit too much. To the moment, maybe, but also to past personal experiences. He smoked even when he didn't drink, but he'd certainly picked up his fair share of women while doing both at bars. Even knowing he shouldn't. Like tonight.
As Darcy finished the last call back to the chorus, he let the final chord hang in the air until it faded out. Then a bit abruptly his slide his hand down the strings, all of them vibrating together in that wonderfully awkward zwish sound. He leaned over to set the guitar back in its stand, rubbing his hands together and stared at the wood floor between his feet. Ferris looked up at Darcy, finding it harder to look away every time. "And here you had me thinking you were tone deaf," he nudged verbally, not sure what else to say in the moment. He wasn't sure what he wanted. But how long had it been since he just enjoyed hanging out with a woman? Since one had sat on his couch? Since one had shed her clothes all over his apartment like she owned the placed?
The fact that he’d managed to teach himself the song in a matter of minutes was pretty spectacular, and Darcy got the feeling he enjoyed music more than he let on. Not that she minded finding out like this. She couldn’t help but smile at how he finished out the song before setting the guitar back on it’s stand. She chuckled at his words and gave a shrug. “I might have led you to think that, namely in an attempt to dissuade you from asking me to sing.”
She smiled as she met his gaze and, maybe she was crazy, but Darcy got the feeling that he was looking at her more frequently and for longer periods of time. Or was she just hoping he was? Fuck it, she didn’t play these games. She already knew he at the very least found her attractive, so what the hell. Darcy stood up and decided to be a bit bold.
She walked to the chair where Ferris sat, not a far distance but felt longer in her mind, probably just because he was looking at her. Darcy couldn’t help the raw desire she had to touch him. She’d been behaving and not crossing any lines. Mostly because she had originally thought Ferris disliked her. But something in his eyes felt familiar, and she didn’t think she was too far off base with what she was thinking. Without saying a word, or breaking eye contact, Darcy moved to straddle him in the chair and sat on his lap. With a firm, but gentle touch, she cupped his face in her hands and placed a kiss on his lips. It was soft and slow, at first, but then if he didn’t stop her, she’d kiss him with a growing intensity as her desire for him demanded to be known now.
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Post by Ferris Felwinter on Nov 23, 2023 8:06:20 GMT
If not for a lot of unfortunate events in his life, namely more than discouraging family, he might have strived to become a professional musician and likely would have been a pretty damn good one. But Ferris Felwinter wouldn't be headlining anywhere and he had come to terms with that when he joined the air force. "You shy, Darcy Vance?" he asked with a smirk. Because she didn't have to sing and yet she did. Only he knew she wasn't shy in the slightest.
Apparently, whether it was the music or the teasing, or something else, she found her nerve then. She moved faster than felt real, the moment going from an easy 15mph to 60mph in all of a second. Probably it felt that way because he was more than a little buzzed. Or maybe because she was a werewolf and could just move that fast. All he could do was find that familiar loneliness and desire mirrored in her dark eyes.
His body had an instinctive reaction to Darcy's. She straddled his lap and he shifted his hips. She brushed her fingers over his cheek and his reached up to thread needy fingers through tight curls. Her lips met his and he leaned into her like a man finding water in the desert. His other hand found the small of her back, sliding up under the tank top so he could feel her warm soft skin. Ferris pulled her body against his as she deepened the kiss, his own desire more and more known. It felt ridiculously good to kiss her and hold her close. To feel her heartbeat through her chest and taste her mouth with his own.
Clearly his question required no verbal response, she was just glad he seemed to share in her more carnal desires. The rush of adrenaline in her system from excitement at his touch was euphoric. Darcy couldn’t remember the last time she felt such a rush from being touched. The feeling of his hand in her hair, caused an involuntary moan to escape as they kissed, and Darcy let her own hands wander down his toned chest and abs.
She felt a rush of shivers up her spine when his other hand was under her shirt touching her back. Whether everything felt so much more thrilling because it had been a minute or because it was Ferris, Darcy didn’t know. Nor did she care. In this moment, all she wanted was him. And it wasn’t just a want, it was an intense need and desire. All her senses were incredibly heightened in her current state, which made for some very intense and exhilarating feelings for her.
Her body felt electrified with excitement as they made out. The feeling of his lips on hers, the taste of his tongue against her own; it was everything she needed it to be. She felt her body press against him as close as she could manage while still clothed. Darcy pulled back for just a moment, giving a playful wink as she guided his hands to her hips while she moved to pull off the white tank top, revealing her tan torso and chest, a white lace bra being the only bit of clothing on her upper half now. She wanted to continue kissing him, but also wanted to give him the opportunity to stop her, or make a move to continue. The color in Darcy’s face making the desire in her eyes even more obvious.
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Post by Ferris Felwinter on Nov 23, 2023 15:39:41 GMT
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The moment she sat down on his lap, Ferris was done for. As much as he wanted to think he with head, he couldn't deny he attraction to the woman. Which meant he was thinking with a different head entirely. So what if he was drunk. So what if he understood none of her motivations. He had everything he could possibly want at the moment riding his lap, kissing his lips and tracing her fingers down the front of his shirt.
He hummed in pleased surprise as she pressed her chest against him, his hand wandering up to brush against the back of her bra. Lace. Women didn't wear lace lace unclothed without at least some small desire for someone to see them in them. Ferris took a breath as she pulled away, letting her move his hands to her hips, thinking maybe that was it. That all she wanted was to make out. For a moment, he tried to rein himself in, to convince himself this too was all he wanted. All he needed.
Then Darcy pulled her shirt off, showing off that glowing honey skin and her hard earned collection of scars and those two perfectly gift wrapped breasts. She focused every ounce of desire into the piercing gaze she directed at him. It all but promised there would be no stopping. Had he had more wits about him, he might have called a pause for some relationship clarification. But he was only a man and not a very good one by his own estimation.
Ferris' fingers brushed her skin just above the hem of her jeans, taking her in. Then he lopped his thumbs through her belt loops and hoisted her up by her ass. A low noise of effort and desire escaped him as he picked them both up from the chair and pressed her back against the couch cushion where he descended on her again.
[The next morning…] Darcy was sleeping rather peacefully,l for the first time in months. Deeply and without the usual tossing and turning. And if it wasn’t for the sudden realization that she wasn’t alone, she might have stayed sleeping. Darcy’s eyes flashed opened as she realized it wasn’t a pillow under her head, it was Ferris’ chest. The steady rise and fall of his breathing as well as the beating of his heart were soothing sounds. Probably what aided in how well she rested. Well, that and the fun they’d had last night. She was tempted to just close her eyes and enjoy the warmth of his bare body against her own. And she might have. If it wasn’t for the vibrating of her phone in the other room. Darcy could hear the sound of the device vibrating in the pocket of her jeans against the floor in the living room.
Try as she might to not wake him, Darcy had to pull her left arm from under his back. She had literally gripped his chest the way she normally would a pillow in the night. “Sorry, my phone’s going off.” Darcy spoke softly as she loathe-fully removed herself from the warmth of the bed, her body near immediately covered with goosebumps as she stood and stretched her arms above her head. She ran a hand through her wild curls and glanced back once more at Ferris as she stopped in the doorway.
“I had a lot of fun last night.” She said with a half smile before biting her lip and walking to the living room to collect up her discarded pieces of clothing as she pulled her phone out of her pocket. A steady stream of curses erupted from her mouth as she began to look for her bra and panties. She had missed a work emergency call, something about a missing hiker. Everyone was being called in. “I don’t know if they’ll have me call in any back-up from the emergency teams in town yet, but there’s a missing hiker and I’ve been called in.” She called out to the other room as she finally located her panties and stepped into them. She still hadn’t quite spotted her bra, so she began to pull on her jeans instead.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Nov 28, 2023 2:29:54 GMT
Ferris would have stayed asleep if the bed hadn't moved under him. His heavy, open-mouthed breathing staggered, and he blinked awake. The man shifted to try and give his sleeping companion room to move and then rolled over with a groan. His head was killing him. Halfway through the motion, however, he froze. He hadn't expected Darcy to stay the night. Sure, they had had a lot of fun last night, but considering how she had approached him, he thought for sure this was a one-night stand sort of deal. Of course, they'd see each other again, professionally, but the sex was just sex. Really good, one-time sex. Unfortunate.
"...n'think you'd...st...be'ere," he half mumbled unintelligibly, massaging his temples and sitting up. The curtains in his bedroom made it near impossible to tell what time it besides vaguely morning. But there was enough of a soft glow to make out the outline of Darcy's exposed figure pulling away and gliding out of the room. Once awake, Ferris struggled to go back to sleep, so he followed her up, pausing to lean in the doorway between the living room and bedroom. It was a lot colder out here than he remembered, probably because he had left the window open. "Good," he said and then added a belated, "So did I." He was not as awake as she was, using full sentences and words like 'night' and 'last'.
He watched the ranger sort through the aftermath of their exploration of his couch. Notably, while she had found her lower garments, her lace bra was missing. but he remembered where it was. Ferris cleared his throat, about to ask if he told her where her bra was, would she be honest and tell him if they would ever do this again. But then a missing hiker emergency ruined the moment. It was the perfect line to use on him if she wanted to leave fast, but he had no reason not to believe her. "Under my jeans," he said, opting to be helpful instead and prove he was awake enough for prepositions.
His inability to form complete sentences was quite humorous to her. Despite late nights being a fun thing she enjoyed, she was also capable of being fully awake before coffee. She chalked it up to her inability to fully burn off her energy as a wolf. Though she did rest more easily after a good run in her wolf form. The jeans shimmied up over her nice new scar from the bear fight, the staples not in long enough to really leave a mark. She zipped the jeans and looked to Ferris with a grin as she set his jeans on the couch and picked up the bra, slipping it back on with practiced ease and clasping it quickly, not at all embarrassed to be seen adjusting the girls mad she did.
He’d seen it all, she did have anything to be embarrassed about. Though she did look at his chest to ensure she wasn’t drooling on him. Pulling on her tank top she was relieved to see she hadn’t, now that might have been embarrassing. “So, I normally don’t do sleepovers, and I hate to be dipping out on you,” she paused as she pulled her sweater back on and quickly put on each sock and boot.
“But it’s work and I really don’t do breakfast or morning after conversations… so, I’ll text you.” Darcy looked back up at him, part of her not wanting to leave, especially as he stood there naked and sleepy and just driving the wolf in her wild. She gave a playful smile, fished her phone out of her pocket as it began to vibrate for another call. Darcy felt like she was moving around his living room like a whirlwind, but it couldn’t be helped. She paused in-front of him as she answered the phone.
“Ranger Vance, ” She gave Ferris a quick kiss as she put the phone back to her ear and continued to the door. Grabbing the umbrella and opening the door, turning back to give a playful wink as she headed out and continued on her phone call. While that wasn’t initially her plan for how the night would turn out, Darcy was my no means mad about it. In fact, she wondered how much cajoling it would take to get him on board with a casual ‘no strings’ arrangement.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Nov 28, 2023 3:38:15 GMT
"But it's work. I get it, Darcy," he said, a bit more cohesively. Ferris wasn't trying to get rid of her, but he didn't want her to think she had to stay just to avoid hurting his feelings or something else silly.
He blamed most of it on the hangover. Ferris could be an any-time-of-day person if he so willed it. But with how entirely off guard and comfortable he had gotten last night, he wasn't much for conversation yet either. Breakfast though... "No breakfast? Criminal," he mumbled. Not that he ate breakfast all the time on time, but breakfast foods were always fantastic. Nevertheless, he smiled. The two of them had never texted each other and he wouldn't be surprised or upset if that never happened.
Her lips met his again and he brushed his hand against her cheek as she pulled away. The kiss was just as surprising as her still being there and honestly more of a confirmation than any word she could have said that she might actually text him back later. It was a nice thought, but he wouldn't hold his breath. He offered a wordless wave so as not to interrupt her call and then closed the door behind her. He surveyed his living room and decided he could clean up and eat breakfast after a long shower.