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?
Of course the idea of seeing him again was an enticing one, but she was more accustomed to things being a simple fling. Nothing wrong with having fun when you need it, especially not when she was looking at the sexy stranger in her apartment. Iris couldn’t help but crack a smile, nodding her head playfully as she bit her bottom lip.
“Oh, I’m a big fan of playing.” Her tone might have seemed playful and teasing, but she was quite serious. She had a closet full of outfits and wigs to put on her fun little show, in whatever role she was being asked to play. But those videos chats usually went private and cost quite a bit more than her standard rate. After all; maintaining her work equipment could get pricey, so she didn’t do it for free. But damn? Did she enjoy seeing those deposits when they hit.
The way he gripped her ass sent a rush up her spine and she couldn’t help but grin at the feeling. “Mmm, I like a man that knows what he wants.” Blue eyes taking him in as he guided her toward the couch, noting that he didn’t seem to be making any move to kiss her. Maybe that wasn’t his thing, some people had odd preferences, she didn’t judge. Iris pushed him down to sit on the couch and moved to straddle his lap, hands moving to begin undoing the buttons to her red work shirt, a navy blue barely lined front-clasping bra becoming visible as the buttons were released.
She was under no delusion of what this was. Iris was no stranger to seeing men look at her the way he had been in the diner, and even now. She was more than willing to enjoy moving things in that direction. The small talk was fine and she didn’t mind sharing, but she wasn’t expecting anything more than a fun tryst.
Post by Arturo Diaz de Frontera on Mar 14, 2024 3:37:16 GMT
The vampire smiled. He knew precisely want he wanted. As lovely as her supple young body was, it was her blood that he desired more than anything else. The feel of her warmth pressed against him was just the gravy on top. But the way she looked at him, Arturo was all to happy to give her want she wanted in return. Iris was welcome to bargain with the Devil and the Devil would ensure the trade was fair. Besides, it was better to fulfill her delusions.
When they got to the couch, Arturo was pleasantly surprised that she pulled him down. He hummed as she sat on his lap but then caught her hands, making a sharp "Ahahah, please, allow me," he said. He would begin undoing her buttons if she let him to reveal her beautiful and eager bra. "Oh yes, your work uniform certainly does it for me," he rumbled, reaching up to gently brush his fingers over her exposed collarbone and down to her breasts. A bra like that demanded to be opened. So he refused. He reached up to grab her chin in his hand and would grip her tightly so he could study her features and the pull her into a harsh kiss with a lot of teeth.
Iris raised a brow curiously as he caught her hands, but smiled as she placed her hands in her thighs so he could unfasten the buttons. Those blue eyes watching his movements with silent excitement, moving up from his hands to glance at his face at he spoke. “Mmm, good. I’m glad you like it.” She practically purred as she exhaled slowly at the feel of his fingers on her skin.
Her heartbeat raced in her chest as the man touched along her collarbone and down her chest. She couldn’t help the goosebumps that danced across her skin at the contact. But he didn’t go straight for undressing her, which she found oddly thrilling. Especially because he took hold of her chin, quite firmly, which only made her heart pound loudly. Something about him seemed to scream that he wasn’t someone to be messed with, there was something in his eyes and the way he looked at her… she couldn’t quite put her mind quite on it. And yet; Iris couldn’t help but find herself drawn to him. And then he pulled her into a harsh kiss, and she couldn’t help the involuntary moan that vibrated her throat at the feel of his teeth.
Dangerous.
The word flashed into her mind and she couldn’t help but feel that was the perfect word that suited Arturo. Sure, he was charming and chivalrous, and fuck was he sexy as ever. But that something in his eyes, the way he looked at her like she was something to be devoured and he was starving… there was a slight pinprick in her mind warning her that she didn’t know anything about this man. But with his lips on hers, she didn’t care. She wanted this… wanted him. If only for the night, she wouldn’t complain. Her hands ran up his torso, almost a bit surprised. He wasn’t near as warm as she expected. That was definitely different.
Post by Arturo Diaz de Frontera on Mar 25, 2024 1:45:14 GMT
Iris' excitement was palpable. He quite enjoyed how clearly excited and interested the girl was, with so little prompting. He could tell she did this a lot, not the least from how easily she climbed in his car. It was the easy sort of comfort that the small town encouraged in people. Arturo did his best not to entirely betray that.
The vampire kept well fed, through encounters like this and others outside of town. He wasn't cold, but nor was he very warm to the touch. Just enough that it was odd, not enough to be concerning. He told people he ran cold and it was the tail end of winter, after all.
Her shirt was tugged up and over her head as he kissed her, pulling away to make it a bit easier to remove. Once he had the young woman topless on his lap, he trailed his fangs over her neck and collarbone. It was so tempting to taste her then and there, but he had learned how check himself. He was hungry, not starving, and she would taste so much sweeter after he marinated in her. The pleasures of the flesh were oh so sweet, after all. He took her by the hips and would rotate her back down to the couch, trapping her there with another sharp kiss as he began to remove both their pants.
Human
Server at Rosie’s, Barista at The Nook & ‘Camgirl’
Iris was most certainly no stranger to bringing men home with her, those she typically liked to know a bit more about them before they knew where she lived. But, she made the occasional exception. She couldn’t help it, he was charming and she needed a bit of fun.
She was definitely enjoying his kisses, unable to help but grin when he pulled away to remove her shirt. The feel of his teeth over her sensitive skin caused a soft gasp to slip past her lips. And then she felt him moving her against the couch, pinning her with his kiss. Iris moved her hands down to help remove their pants.
[FADE TO BLACK]
Human
Server at Rosie’s, Barista at The Nook & ‘Camgirl’
Everything felt so good. Iris’ heart was racing from the orgasm, but she felt herself giving into such a blissful state of relaxation. Being in his embrace felt so good. And her body just seemed ready to rest… she felt ready to rest. And while Iris didn’t typically make a habit of falling asleep pressed against her one night stands; she couldn’t help it. She faded into sleep before she realized what was happening.
Iris didn’t wake up until she felt Tank nudging her hand with her head, whining gently as the blonde had apparently slept through her first alarm. Thankfully, she didn’t have an early day but she felt bad for Tank having to wait to be taken out. She sat up more quickly than she intended to, and winced slightly. Her head hurt, and damn was she exhausted. Looking around the room, she could see that her overnight guest had already gone. Iris shrugged, biting back a little smile as she shook her head. No wonder she felt rough, and she was likely dehydrated.
She was glad she had committed so many little things to memory, because she didn’t expect to see him again. It always seemed like the fun ones never did make a habit of being reached. She stepped to her dresser, pulling on a pair of panties, grey leggings and a t-shirt, wincing slightly when the shirt collar ran down her neck. She was still a touch sensitive where he’d bitten her. She shrugged it off, pulling a on a sweater and putting on a pair of running shoes so she could take Tank for a quick walk.
