lunar rps

Courtney’s been watching him for a while now. Swiping that credit card at this bar like it’s absolutely nothing. What kind of limit is on that kind of thing? The food in this bar & grill smells heavenly and it’s been a few days since she’s actually eaten. 

He’s her target. She could either walk up to him, seduce him, and take his money or.....something a little more chaotic. She moves in the sea of people, headed for two men close to Dean while completely invisible. 

She throws a punch that neither of them actually see coming, hitting one man square in the nose hard enough to make him bleed. She almost feels sorry for the poor bastard, probably would if she wasn’t so fucking hungry. 

Again, she goes invisible and ducks out of the way and behind Dean. 

“Hey! What the fuck?!” The man holding his nose calls out and turns to the closest man next to him to throw another punch, mistaking the man for the one who hit him. It becomes an all out fight, that thankfully Dean is only witness too, but as he’s distracted nimble invisible fingers grab a credit card from his back pocket before she’s taking off again, feet carrying her quickly away and back into the crowd where she releases her breath so she doesn’t have a asthma attack. 

She inhales a large gasping breath before her breathing stabilizes and heads for the bar, sliding into a stool at the bar that is far enough away from people that she doesn’t have to deal with any idiots trying to flirt with her. 

She lifts her hand to wave the bartender over where she offers him the credit card, “Gimme the juiciest burger you got, some fries, and some whiskey.” The man rings it up, swipes the card, and hands it back to Visi before he goes to tell the cook her order. 

She turns the card over in her hands, finding the name on the back of it. A woman’s name. Huh. Did he steal it too? Is that why he’s been swiping it like crazy? Interesting.  

Everything was shaping up to be a rather relaxed night until the commotion near him and an angry man swung at him accidentally through the drunken chaos. "Whoa whoa!" Dean called out with his hands up. For once Dean was telling the truth and he had no interest in fighting some random drunk. So, he separated himself further. He pushed back and reached into his pocked to grab out a few dollars and toss it onto the bar as a tip.

He'd been paying with his card that night, but he liked to pay as he went and tip with cash. "Sorry about them," he said as the fight seemed to slow down and Dean reached back into his pocket to find something missing. One of his cards. He looked around and checked under the seat. Nothing. "Hey," he said to the bartender, "Have you seen a blue card laying around?"

The bartender shook his head and Dean sighed as he began to double check all his pockets but still nothing. He notices a woman at the edge of the bar and almost goes to ask her, but something in his head tells her she wouldn't know. Then again, she looked like she could be very nimble.

His eyes looked her up and down and any memory of his card began to melt away. He decided to walk over to her despite his better judgement and took a seat beside her. The next part he blamed the alcohol for. "Your lips look lonely. Would they like to meet mine?" He asked with a smirk and chuckled. "I'm sorry, that was stupid. You're smart taking refuge over here though. Mind if I join you?"

intro to starlightsinsrp

21+ only! semi-selective. multimuse. multiship. multiverse.

this space is mostly for smut. this is a sideblog so i will follow back from lunarrps!

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multipara to novella replies with the occasional single paragraph depending on mood and what i'm replying to. i do not do one-liners. at least as serious rp.

“A stage name?” Venera echoed, intrigue flickering across her features. “So you are an artist, then. How fascinating.” Her gaze lingered on him thoughtfully before she tilted her head ever so slightly.

“But why such a name?” she asked softly. “Asmodeus… a powerful king of demons, recognized primarily within Judeo-Christian mythology.” There was almost amusement in the way she spoke of it, though her voice carried the ease of someone well versed in old texts and forbidden lore alike.

“In the deuterocanonical Book of Tobit, he is known as the demon of lust who plagued Sarah by killing her husbands upon their wedding nights, until he was ultimately banished by the archangel Raphael.” Her eyes narrowed just slightly, studying him.

“And as Ashmedai, king of demons, he appears within the Talmud and the legends of King Solomon himself… credited even with aiding in the construction of the First Temple.” A faint smile tugged at her lips then. “Now, I assume you are not that Asmodeus… are you?” As she spoke, the back of her palm brushed gently against his cheek, her touch deceptively soft.

“I highly doubt someone with a face as angelic as yours could truly be such a creature,” she murmured. “Although… appearances can be deceiving, of course.” A soft hum escaped her before she continued. “Still, you strike me as nothing like your wicked brother.” A quiet giggle slipped past her lips, light and melodic. Yet there was calculation behind her eyes all the same.

“Though I must admit, I wonder what led you to choose such a name. What shaped you into this…” Her gaze slowly traveled over him again. “And what shaped him.” Her expression darkened slightly at the mention of Aros. “He is a vampire, yes… but a strange one. He carries an aura similar to that of an Original, yet he is not quite one.” She paused thoughtfully. “He is something else entirely. Something I have not yet managed to unravel.” Venera could not help but let out a soft chuckle as her finger tilted gently beneath his chin.

“You should not flatter me so carelessly,” she mused. “Nor should you suggest Aphrodite plays favorites. She does not.” There was something almost reverent in her tone now, devotion woven carefully through every word.

“She loves all of her children equally. All those born beneath her grace are beautiful in their own way.” Her lips curved faintly. “Beauty exists in every shape, every form, every imperfection. That is the nature of her divinity.” Her thumb brushed lightly once more before she finally withdrew her hand from his face. “Still…” she hummed softly, “I shall gladly accept the compliment, dearest boy.” She took a slow step back, elegant as ever, her movements almost theatrical without trying to be.

“Let us simply say I am deeply devoted to my craft.” There was pride in her voice now, subtle but unmistakable. “I happen to be the leader of my coven. More specifically, the head of the Friuli-Venezia Giulia branch.” She tilted her head slightly. “You would be utterly bewildered if you knew how large our humble little coven has become over the centuries.” A quiet laugh escaped her before she dismissed the topic with a wave of her hand.

“But enough about me for now.” Her gaze settled onto him again, slower this time, more curious than confrontational. “I would much rather hear about you.” She circled him ever so slightly once more, studying him as though attempting to piece together an impossible puzzle.

“A demon… and a vampire.” Her brows lifted faintly. “Now that is a story.” A thoughtful hum followed. “How exactly does something like that come to be?”

He kissed the top of her hand and released it. "I was an adventurous and jealous beast back then," he told her with a small, nervous smile, "I am the very same though. Cursed into this body by a ritual that made my brother and sister what they are as well." Elion and Asmodeus had bled into one over the thousands of years together. It was a long story that he could sit and tell her if she wished, but it would take a long while that he wasn't sure she was eager to pick apart. Especially when she seemed more interested in figuring out his brother.

"You are also right in him being something far different," he told her, "We all are. Born before the Originals and something that we hoped would be the only ones walking the world, but I'm sure you know that didn't exactly stay locked up. The Originals are a bastardized version of what Aros became." His voice was laced with a slight anger and edge that he gathered control of. "We tried to destroy our parents' work, but the curiosity and determination of humans and all that."

He waved his hand dismissively, as if the details didn't matter. Especially when it could spell out weaknesses and things he didn't feel in his right to give out. Yes, he liked giving tools to people who were struggling with Aros. What he didn't like was the karma that came with it. Instead, he smiled warmly as she spoke about devotion and Aphrodite. "I figured she didn't," he replied, "I wouldn't want to pick favorites either."

Elion watched her half circle him and he felt honored at her wanting to pick him apart. He turned and now it was his turn to place a gentle hand on her cheek and rub the skin softly. "I don't think you wish to hear the tale of a demon," he spoke softly, "The story of a kid forced to grow up too fast. The demon who helped him through life and the way they became one creature. Not much to tell other than that. One of my concerts might help get a better picture than I can really describe to you. Besides, we'd potentially be here for months discussing it. My siblings and I are well over four-thousand-years-old. There's a lot of history there. It's a bit of a confusing mess sometimes."

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a collection of dirty talk sentences.

soft .

“ I want to lick you all over…”

“ You’re so hot…”

“ ~Keep doing that.”

“ There’s no where else I’d rather be than inside of you right now“

“ Keep spreading, baby ~ I’m gonna fill you up so good…”

“ That feels amazing baby “

“ Tell me what you like ~ “

“ Come sit on my lap, love “

“ Mmm… do you like that? “

“ I’m getting so turned on/wet/hard “

“ You look so handsome right now…“

“ What do you feel like doing to me?” 

“ You look so gorgeous right now…”

“ I love how you look at me when you’re turned on…” 

“ Tell me if it’s too hard…”

“ Mmm… you taste so good baby. ” 

“ ~ Tell me when you’re about to come?”

“ I could spend all day between your legs…”

“  I’m getting close —”

“ You’re so damn gorgeous. “

less soft .

“ I love your big hands all over my ass.”

“ ~  Get on your knees for me?”

“ I love your big hands all over my chest.”

“ I love your small hands all over my cock.”

“ You have such a perfect ass/cock/pussy/body/etc.” 

“ I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to come. “

“ I love how your breath pauses when I put my mouth on your cock.”

“ Cum in my mouth. I want to taste you. ” 

“ I love how your breath pauses when I put my mouth on your pussy.” 

“ That’s it ~ Good girl/boy…” 

“ You sound so sexy when I’m going down on you “

“ I want you to cum for me/on me/in me”

“ You can have me any way you want me baby “

“ Mmm… I can tell that you’re having fun…”

“ Where do you want to cum? ~”

“ Relax… just lie back and let me make you cum. “ 

“ Where do you want me to cum?”

“ ~ I love the things you do with your tongue.” 

“ Strip for me, honey. Slow. I want to savor every inch of you. “

rough .

“ I want you to cum so hard that I feel your cock pulsing inside of me “

“ Get on your knees ~ ?”

“ I love how big your cock gets when I talk to you like this. “

“ Want to make me scream? I’ll bet you can. “

“ I want to fuck you until I feel that sweet little pussy clenching around my cock “ 

“ Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you/when you fuck me ” 

“ I want to fuck you until I feel that sweet little ass clenching around my cock ” 

“ Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you…” 

“ Mmm… I fucking love it when you ride me like this…“

“… I own this pretty little pussy/big wet cock ~”¨

“ Get over here, big boy. Show me what you’re packing. “

“ I’m going to lick you and suck you until you come. “

“ Ride me harder !” 

“ That pretty little face deserves to get fucked ~”

“ I love it when I can feel you squeeze around me “

“ Use your mouth on me. “

“ You like that, don’t you? You like it when your woman does that to you? “

“ I adore how naughty you are. “