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?
Darcy fished her wallet out of her back pocket as she picked up her ticket. She didn’t have an expectation of him paying, so him specifying seperate checks made her slightly chuckle. She counted out a cash tip for the table as she nodded. “I feel you there.” She admitted with a knowing nod, watching as he stood up and seemed to need to stretch.
“Okay, well if you don’t trust my driving you can follow.” She teased with a smile, pushing herself up from the table and leaving the tip. Darcy gave a smile as she paid her ticket and thanked the waitress once again before stepping outside after him. She walked over toward the front of her old Chevy truck and leaned against it while she watched him. She wasn’t going to insist he ride with her if he didn’t want to, plus it wasn’t too far from the diner.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 5:27:57 GMT
He moved a bit more stiffly than when he entered, mostly on account of having stayed still for so long. The bruises from his usual work layered with the foreman taking his frustration out on him had finally set in a day later. He snorted as she echoed his words.
Ferris shook his head. "No comment on your driving, just maybe I'd follow you? I dunno," he said, holding the door open for her. He followed her to her Chevy, getting a few for the wind and placing hinself down wind of her. He didn't leave on her truck but he stood close enough, pulling out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out and put the rest away before he lit it. He glanced around the mostly empty lot and put one hand in his pocket. He studied her back for a long moment, taking a few deep inhales and exhales in silence.
"I'm so fucking confused right now," he admitted, pulling the cigarette out of his mouth and watching the smoke rise. "I don't really want to go to an open mic. I don't want the pressure. But...I get the feeling you want something else?" Maybe Darcy really did want the open mic night. Maybe it was just an excuse to get in a truck and be alone together. Maybe it was both. He was pretty sure whatever was going on between then was just an attraction. Not a relationship beyond friendly.
Honestly, Darcy didn’t fully know what she wanted. This wasn’t exactly familiar territory for her. She enjoyed being hanging out with Ferris, but she couldn’t deny the part of her that kept her wanting to touch him, or do things that made his heart beat faster.
She crossed her arms over her chest, listening as he spoke and got his cigarette started. Darcy looked up at the sky momentarily, but brought her gaze back to meet his when he spoke again. Her dark eyes seemed to relay she was considering how best to respond. She was definitely attracted to him. Fuck, he made her feel like a bitch in heat! But it wasn’t just that… she felt comfortable and safe with him… but she couldn’t tell him that, right? That was crazy, and she was the one who said she didn’t do serious or personal.
“I’m not trying to confuse you, Ferris.” She started, running a hand through her wild curls as she looked at him with a smile. “I had a great time the other night, and maybe it’s because it’s been a minute or maybe it’s because you’re really easy to talk too; I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how good your hands feel on my body.” She waited for him to finish his cigarette to close the space between them and look up at him, afterall; Ferris had a good five inches on her. “Is it so bad if want to feel you inside me again?” Darcy asked with a raised brow, she reached up to gently brush over the bruise on his jaw, and if he didn’t move away from her, she stand on her tip-toes and gently kiss his bruise. If he did move, she’d simply take a step back and put her hands in her pockets.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 6:27:10 GMT
Ferris finished his cigarette and looked at her. From the looking up to the sky and then back, to some of the death stufg he didn't quite get but. Once he put the cigarette out, he was pleasantly surprised by what he heard.
He felt the blush on his cheeks just slightly. "Oh. That's...I had a great time too " he started. Of course he had been avoiding thinking about any of it, not ready for that sort of thing. He instinctively put a hand on her hip as she closed the gap between them, leaving them both the stand. And then she came right out and said it.
He shoo his head. "Not in the slightest," he reassured. He slid his other hand up his arm to rest on her hand that touched him, letting her brush against his cheek.
The kiss surprised him, backing him against her truck even as he kissed her back and grabbed her ass in one hand. Her forwardness had him aching slightly, despite his initial disinterested. "Is that why you asked about whose truck?" He asked, part of him suddenly paying a lot more attention. Once against they were diving headfirst into this without talking.
The blush on his cheeks was a good sign, Darcy was surprised she didn’t manage to get a rosy shade to her cheeks. At least not at first. And the fact that he reached out and placed a hand on her hip when she got close was encouraging. She nodded with a soft smile when his hand was placed on top of hers. But it was his kissing her back, hand grabbing her ass that made her want to melt into his touch.
“Mm-hmm, too subtle? Because I can work on being more upfront.” She grinned playfully, hands running up his chest as she did. “I could have just said ‘hey, after this dessert wanna fuck my truck?’, but I was trying to not offend anyone in the diner.” She chuckled a little, pushing herself back up to kiss him. His taste was quickly becoming a favorite of hers, which was dangerous territory and her mind told her to proceed with caution… and yet she could help herself.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 7:04:34 GMT
"Too subtle," he agreed. Though he had been able to tell something was going on. Whether he was just more dense than he thought or stupid or having troubled either her mixed messaging he wasn't sure.
Ferris snorted before she kissed him again. He could taste the peach cobbler on her lips. "That certainly is a lot clearer." But maybe too much? He slid his hands up to her arms, first to pull her closer while they made out but then to pull her away gently. "Maybe we can talk in your truck?" He offered, two birds with one stone style. They hadn't really discussed what happened the first time. Ferris didn't need this to be a big deal but he did want to have some idea of the boundary.
“Noted, I can fix that.” She said with a wink and then gave a chuckle as his response. I mean, she was just being honest. Then he gripped her arms, pulling her closer while they were making out, and then pushing her away a bit. Darcy gave a nod, looking at him a bit curiously. “Okay,”
She stepped away from him, taking a deep breath in of the night air slipping the key in the door to unlock the older truck. “Hop on in.” She said as she opened her door and slipped the key into the ignition. “Is this a parked conversation, or are you opposed to driving around?” Darcy asked with a raised brow once he was finally seated in the truck. While not typically accustomed to stopping mid makeout to ‘talk’, Darcy wasn’t against it, just not used to it. She’d definitely be letting him lead this conversation though, not quite sure what to expect.
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Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 14:03:45 GMT
Ferris returned to the side of the diner to deposit the cigarette butt in an ashtray. Why she liked kissing him after he smoked he had no idea. Most people hated the smell and the taste and he'd have thought her wolf sense would be even more sensitive to it. But she had seemed to like the smell from a distance at least.
He opened the passenger side door and climbed in. He'd always liked Chevy's especially old ones.
Her question confused him, but he understood the implication. Maybe. "You can drive," he said, belatedly pulling on his seat belt. He didn't think this would take long. At least he hoped not. If this meant spending an uncomfortable amount of time at an open mic night, he was resigned to his fate.
"Darcy, I just want to know we're both on the same page," he started clearly enough. Best thing he knew to do was to put his page out there. "Correct me otherwise. We like each other. We're both looking to feel less lonely. We're not currently looking for the relationship that comes with it. We're not exclusive." One hook up he didn't feel the need to say it. But once the werewolf made it clear this wasn't just a one-off thing, he wanted to know the rules of the game. Call him old fashioned.
She turned the key in the ignition and a soft smile pulled to her lips as the truck fired up. By no means was Darcy a car chick, but damn did she love this old truck. She practically lived in it when they travelled, and she might have been known to baby it just a touch. She didn’t have anything hanging from the rearview mirror, but little things that just made it hers were everywhere. Gun rack in the back window that was currently empty, one of her forest ranger jackets half folded in the middle of the bench seat, little air fresheners in the air vents that smelled of jasmine petals, sandalwood and musk. A few scattered maps with her handwriting, and a first aid kit that was tucked under the passenger seat. But for the most part the interior wasn’t too cluttered or dirty. She buckled her seat belt and began to maneuver the vehicle out of the parking space and into the road.
“Sounds to me like you’ve got it pretty well pegged.” There was an amused smile toying with her lip, she cast a sideways glance at him as she drove, not fully taking her attention off the road though. “It’s pretty straightforward; I like hanging out with you and I like being naked with you. So ideally I’d like to be able to hang out with you more; naked or not. I don’t want you to think I’m only wanting your body, but damn is it a nice body.” She teased, biting her bottom lip a little as she continued. “And there aren’t any expectations of exclusivity. But I would like for us to still be able to continue hanging out even if sex isn’t on the table… or couch, or bed, or truck.” Okay, so she couldn’t help with the little innuendoes, it was too fun not to throw them out there.
Honestly, she wasn’t new to these sort of arrangements, they were typically her preferred ones. With the exception that she actually wanted to have a friendship with Ferris, which she typically didn’t push for. But she liked bantering with him and how easy conversation with him was. So she was revising her usual arrangement boundaries. “Does that sound like something you can handle?” She put the truck in park after pulling into a fairly secluded parking lot near one of the hiking trails. No one typically came out this way after dark, not for this trail, so Darcy figured it would give them a little privacy. She turned to face him fully, now that the vehicle wasn’t in motion.
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Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 22:11:25 GMT
The man breathed out a long sigh of relief. It had felt more than dangerous being the first one to talk. He found it easy enough to chuckle as she brought up being naked. They had done a lot of naked hanging out. Ferris crossed his arms playfully as she mentioned him having a nice body. Coming from someone he trusted and could talk to, at least on the surface, it felt good to hear. "So is yours."
With the exception of a phase when he was in the military (and not mature by even his own standards), Ferris wasn't the sort of guy whose dream was to have sex with tons of women without repercussion. The 'no strings attached' fantasy wasn't something he dreamed about or wondered if any woman would be interested in. Because he didn't want that. He wanted to form a bond with someone, to share their feelings and dreams and life goals and have a family...all that complicated shit. Or at least he had before he lost God knows how many years of his life in one such relationship only to have her walk out on him when he needed that bond most. It was crushing. He hadn't wanted anything for a long time. Now...now he wasn't sure what he wanted. To try again, he supposed. Because he stupidly didn't know what else to do except pick himself up.
What he and Darcy had wasn't that. But it also was, in some ways. What had started as a vague professional respect for each other had gone through the ringer and turned into a closer friendship. That bond he wanted so much. And before they could explore that, she'd come on to him and four orgasms later, they were hanging out at a diner like nothing happened. Like one friend could bang the other senseless and that was normal. Even were they pursuing a more active romantic relationship, Ferris believed you had to be friends with your significant other. Staying friends was ideal for him too, even if he hadn't ever tried to do that and sleep with someone. Mikey was a prime example of that. One he was trying to correct.
"I've never had sex in a tru- I mean," he said, quickly pretending to cut himself off. "I've never tried the friends with sexual benefits thing. My last..." he trailed off explaining and shook his head, the inner workings of his past relationship not relevant to her. He looked over at Darcy. She wasn't just attractive, she was fun. And not just in a sex way but to talk to, to be around. To fight bears with and get stitched up together. Ferris smiled faintly. "I think I can handle any bears you want to throw at me, Darcy Vance. Long as you're right there with me."
"Including the ones one this trail. Where the fuck are we?" he added, noting that there weren't any lights or buildings or even other cars around where she had parked.
Perhaps it was due to her past and the ‘examples’ she saw from people who claimed to ‘love’ or ‘care’ about her, Darcy had worked hard to keep everyone just on the edge of anything really close to her. The last time she’d gotten tangled up with a friend’s with benefits situation, it didn’t exactly end well… or at all. That one was still confusing at times. Her Beta still on occasions getting under her skin in more than one way. But that was completely different. That was more carnal desires being met and throwing down with someone who could handle the full force of her aggression and strength. And even that hadn’t happened in a long time.
She smiled at his returned compliment, glad for the lack of light, maybe her blush wouldn’t be so obvious. The way he seemed to be stumbling through his words, cutting himself off and not filling finishing certain thoughts before changing to a different response. “Well, truck sex has now just made it onto the ‘fuck-it’ list.” Her infectious smile taking over as she laughed a little. She looked up at the trial outside and shrugged sheepishly. “Well, I thought the conversation might have been a bit lengthier, but also didn’t want to just drive aimlessly… and I might have known this trail is typically empty and offers a lot of privacy at night.”
Now the blush on her cheeks was showing up in full force at her admission, she removed her seatbelt and gently pushed the coat and maps to the floor so she could move across the seat to him. She placed a knee on either side of him, clicking the button to release his seatbelt before running her hands up his chest, gently placing kisses up his neck and jawline, pausing to meet his gaze something rather intense in her own eyes. “And just so you know, I don’t plan on going anywhere.” even with the threat of turf wars with the other Wolfpack, and the very real idea that she would potentially be put in a position to fight or leave… she pushed the thought from her mind as she kissed him. Who was she kidding, she couldn’t leave Sweetwater now.
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Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 1, 2023 23:40:58 GMT
Ferris smiled a crooked smile. Truck sex. Probably a lot more room in his cab than hers, but he wasn't going to complain. The idea was exciting. But not what he thought would happen here. He was still half expecting her to put the truck back into drive and head to the bar or maybe back to the diner. But instead, Darcy reached down and clicked off her seatbelt. She practically flowed from her side of the cab to his, expertly setting above him and removing his own seatbelt. He wasn't looking for sex. But she was. Before he could say as much, she was in his lap again, pinning him with her hands and her lips.
Deep down, part of him was both terrified and thrilled with the idea of the lonely werewolf kidnapping him in the dark of the night to ravish him and take what she wanted. That too, hadn't been a dream until perhaps the other night. It was enough to excite him all over again despite himself. There was only once place her foot in the diner could have led them to, after all. "I'll take that promise, Darcy," he said, the words a connection beyond the physical.
His hands settled on her hips like magnets, sliding over her ass, slapping her left ass cheek with a cheeky grin because that was one of the things she had mentioned before. Her stare made him shiver, the smile picking up not just on his face but in his eyes this time. Ferris met her kiss with his own, much more aggressive than her gentle affections. He moved up against her, pulled her body close to his with a hand threaded through her tight curls, and claimed her mouth with his tongue and teeth and lips.
Darcy didn’t know if she had meant to keep that promise in this moment, but she wasn’t against it either. The only thing she knew for sure was how much was how badly she needed to kiss him. She let out a half surprised little “Oh!” As his hand slapped her ass, a delighted smile taking her lips. “You remembered!” Darcy teased, enjoying the site of the smile that showed in his eyes. And then his mouth was on hers, his movements more aggressive than that of her own, and she didn’t mind it one bit.
She savored that feeling, of straight carnal desire and heat of the moment passion. The sound of his heartbeat racing along with her own in excitement; it was an absolute rush! The way he pulled her body against his, the hand tangled in her curls and the way his kiss seemed to completely consume her, sparking her desire and need even more. Darcy’s hands ran up his back, her nails raking down, though not deep enough to break skin, just enough to relay her want of him.
Post by Ferris Felwinter on Dec 4, 2023 19:23:02 GMT
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Ferris wasn't ready for her to smack him on the ass, jumping slightly. "Hey!" He shouted, managing to lightly smack hers in return. He shook his head as she vaulted up into the truck bed.
He looked up at the stars, the light pollution low enough all the way out here that he could see the Milky Way, the soft glow of the stars clearer than anywhere else he had lived. "I could go for some stargazing and spooning," he agreed, smiling. Though he wasn't so sure about being the *little* spoon, he would be hard pressed to deny whatever closeness she desired. This was much better than an impromptu open mic night.
While Darcy got comfortable, he picked up his pants, though rather intentionally didn't redo the button. Ferris stepped to the truck and opened the passenger side door to grab his pullover and tug it on, just to have something between him and the cold air.
Unfortunately covered again but fortunately warm, he closed the door and then used the back tire to step up and over the side, surprised to find Darcy seated on a sleeping bag. "You do this often?" He guessed, settling down next to her and immediately stretching out on his back with a groan. Ferris pulled the sweater up on his left side and inspected the bruising there before laying back, not bothering to fix his clothes. He reached a hand over to run his fingers over her bare back invitingly, tucking the other behind his head as a makeshift pillow. "Can't believe you're comfortable like this, but I like the view." Now, was he talking about her or the stars?
It wasn’t odd for Darcy to spend time out in the bed of her truck, though she was typically alone. Usually finding a private space to park and then go for a run in wolf form. Sometimes it was nice to just enjoy the freedom of running wild, not only waiting for the full moon when every werewolf in town was out and running. So, she liked to keep supplies on hand to accommodate herself when she was ready to rest. Though sometimes it was just her personal little escape, especially when she knew all the more popular trails and such. It was easy to find the privacy when she could hear or smell anyone around.
Resting in the back bed of the truck, smiling as he admitted he’d enjoy stargazing and spooning. Despite the cool night air making things nippy, Darcy’s body was easily adjusting to keep her warmer, though she did decide to reach through the back window into the cab and grab her bra, it only just to keep her more sensitive skin a little extra coverage. As Ferris joined her in the back of the truck, she gave a gently nod of her head. “Not typically with company, but I like to have things ready if I don’t quite want to drive back home after a night run.” Her voice was soft, shivers running down her spine as she felt his fingers on her back.
She looked at the raised sweater where his bruises were visible and fought off the frown threatening to take over her lips as she propped herself onto her side, hand ever so gently tracing along the bruised section. “I can grab my coat off the seat if it’ll help you get comfortable, I’m just glad to have such pleasant company.” No note of teasing in her tone at all that time. “It really is a great view…” She did glance up, but her attention was quickly returned to him. She’d much rather look at him, even if it was dark and difficult to see.
“Does it hurt much still?” She asked, genuinely curious as her fingers moved over the discolored section of his skin. She had to experience one hell of a beating to actually see bruising, typically from fighting other wolves or a bear.
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