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She smirked as she titled her head to the side. “So you want inside of my head then? Interesting idea you have there. What makes you oh so curious about me.” she asked as she crossed her.

“You are handsome.” she pointed out. “I’m not turning down any masters or mistresses. I guess none have been very interested in me.” she spoke honestly.

“I’m curious about everyone, not just you,” he shrugged his shoulders wanting to be real with her from the very start.  Of course he wanted in her head, he always wondered what it took for an asset to sign themselves over to the island, and considering how sweet this one seemed he couldn’t see that many skeletons in her closets.

Hearing the compliment had him grinning with a nod, “nothing I don’t already know,” a cheeky grin as he looked her up and down, as though trying to figure out why she wouldn’t be picked by more masters and mistresses.  “You put yourself out there at all?  I doubt you’d have too much of a hard time, that’s hard to believe,” another soft chuckle as he leaned back getting a little more comfortable as he sat.  “Or do you keep yourself locked up in here reading your days away, Princess?”

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Though large in stature, his steps tread light and nearly soundless through the corridor. Benjamin wandered without rhyme or reason – aside from the restlessness that resided in the pit of his gut. Something that he wasn’t exactly fond to acknowledge, but still chose to try and find an outlet regardless. 

While he knew of the gym on the first floor, he opted to walk up both flights of stairs. Usually, Benjamin would amble his way into the library, but he found himself outside of the studio instead. Perhaps a good stretch would help. Either that or a bit of yoga – maybe even both. First, he went through the motions of his standard stretches; all the while he focused on relaxing rather than the excess energy. When that was all said and done, he decided to follow through with a few yoga poses. 

Bit by bit, he felt more at ease. So much so that he startled when he heard the door suddenly open. All it took was the slightest shift of weight before he lost balance. Thankfully, the flop downwards was scant, but he still landed with a light ‘oomf’. “Sorry, uh– you looking to use the space?”

He didn’t understand why the master had taken such offense to what Mateo had said, honestly he’d meant no harm by it, the master had just given him a demand that he refused to follow, and what happened next was eventful to say the least, and it ended with Mateo leaving the situation - something he wasn’t supposed to do but he had to, things were about to get bad.

He needed to let the master cool down, though when he saw him coming after him yelling he knew that wasn’t happening anytime soon, and that’s when the asset picked up his pace to get away faster.  He was NOT being caught by this asshole today and getting into further trouble - he just needed to make his quick escape and be done with it.  The master would get over it, forget all about their interaction, he just had to give him time for HOPEFULLY another asset to work their magic on him.

He bound up the stairs, fast on his feet to the third floor, knowing that he couldn’t just go and hide out in his room because that would be the obvious choice.  Instead he reached for the door handle of the first room he came to, the studio, and bolted inside shutting the door quick behind him.  When he heard someone behind him he quickly turned, his heart about leaping into his throat though it settled when he saw who it’d been - someone who WASN’T here to get him.

      ‘ kind of off putting right ? but it’s fun, ’ daniela started with a shrug. ‘ i like it though, helps me see how good my opponent is with their hands, ’ a brow raised with a playful glint in her eyes. ‘ whether they’re sloppy and rough, or skilled and smooth with it. ’ she moved to sit up a bit straighter in her seat. ‘ yeah i would hope that past the age of seven you’d grow out of that, but hey, who am i to judge ? ’ daniela had been playing cards all her life, it started with family game nights playing go fish to playing strip poker at a frat party. ‘ we’ll start off easy, ’ daniela replied portioning out the deck so  they each had half. ‘ you need five piles of cards in front of you, one with one, two with two, and so on to five. face them down then put the top card face up. ’

“Good to know, Man of Steel.” David grinned, a bit embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck, which had flushed slightly, before grabbing the books, all of them heavy textbooks. “I’m kind of trying to read the whole library,” he said, which was only half a joke. He looked over his fellow asset; he almost looked like he needed the coffee more than David did, though shirtless and those sweatpants sinfully low, it wasn’t exactly a bad sight. 

Man of Steel, Mateo could get behind that reference, “think that could stick around here?”  He asked, laughing it off knowing that nicknames for assets were usually on the scrappier side, the masters and mistresses not wanting to give them anymore glory than a good pat on the back basically.  “I should try to work that into my resume around here.”  He was teasing to show there were no hard feelings, not wanting the other asset to think that it would be that easy to rattle him.  “I hope you’re lying, but if not-” he looked around the pair of them at the few masters and mistresses scattered around, slim pickings come mornings usually, “i’m going to rally up every last free master and mistress in this joint to make it so you’re kept busy enough to NOT complete that task because come on man, we’re in paradise, why not play out the smutty novel yourself instead of read it?  It’s much more fun that way...”  To each their own at the end of the day and if the man wanted to spend his time reading it would be one less person in competition for attention, and who could ever complain about easier targets?

She looked at the male as she put her book down at the table. “I’ve got too many thoughts inside this head of mine. I am sure you don’t want to read the thoughts inside of my head.” she admitted as her eyes narrowed at him slightly. 

“I have trouble sleeping most nights.” she added as she crossed her legs as she sat on the couch. “You can join me, I always adore company.” she smiled sweetly. 

“That’s where you’re wrong,” he assured her with a cock of a grin, “because getting into that head of yours,” actually putting a finger against her hair pointing it out, “getting to see what makes you tick sounds like a fun night.”  He always did love trying to figure out what made everyone tick on the island - it was a fun game he liked to play when people opened up enough (which wasn’t as often as he liked unfortunately).

“Especially when it’s in the form of a handsome asset such as myself,” he teased finishing off her sentence that needed no finishing as he plopped down beside her on the couch and sprawled out a little, “just means you haven’t been worked here enough on the island if you’re still having trouble falling asleep on the nightly.  You should be EXHAUSTED by the end of your day, someone looking as good as you, what are you going around turning down masters or something?”  It was a playful tease and nothing more!

Willow heard a voice approaching and she turned around to see a familiar face. She smiled a little, setting her book down. “Sadly, no. Not hiding from anyone at this hour. Only thing I am hiding from is the thoughts keeping me up at such hours of the morning.” she joked.

“I could ask you the same question I presume. Can’t sleep or are you hiding from someone, or something?” she titled her head at the question. “Sorry if I am asking so many questions, I am always curious at night.”

“What sort of thoughts you got brewing in that head of yours?”  He knew his own thoughts that kept him up all night, but certainly hers couldn’t be as bad.  She seemed almost innocent, perhaps TOO innocent, but he knew that most all assets here had something they were hiding.  He would just have to figure it out - no matter what it was. 

“You asked the same amount as me, it’s all good, i’m an open book,” he was lying through his teeth though because he most certainly was not an open book at all.  There was a LOT that he kept hidden from everyone, for good reason too, “can’t sleep I guess, haven’t pissed anyone off today so can’t imagine i’m being chased at all?”  For all he knew there could be that one person who was pissed at him though for not complying, “want company?”

      daniela’s hands mindlessly shuffled the deck of cards in her hands. she’d found them abandoned on a coffee table in a common room and figured finder’s keepers right ? keeping her hands idle was something she struggled with, this deck would definitely help with that. ‘ excuse me, ’ she called out to the passerby. ‘ do you happen to know how to play spit by any chance ? ’ her hand raising to show the cards. ‘ or bullshit, or war, or even go fish ? anything ? ’

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wynnie pulled her long locks over one shoulder, adjusting the bustier underneath her arms and her breasts within it. long legs are covered with dark blue jeans, heels raising her height a few inches taller. it was not necessarily an outfit that she would have picked on her own at home, but found that she rather enjoyed the freedom of it.   “ you could take a picture, it’ll last longer, ”   she scoffed, turning her head over her shoulder; a wicked smile pulling her lips upwards.   @erosopen​

“A little bit more. Just…a little bit more. Si, perfecto. Gracias.” David took his coffee from the bartender, who was now looking at him like he might be ill, as he’d asked for more sugar and cream in his coffee than actual coffee, but the asset was looking down at the mug like it held all the secrets to the universe. He took a long sip and moaned obscenely. He didn’t function well before his morning coffee, if this reaction was any indication. He turned back into the lobby, going to make his way back to the library–there was a large stack of books under his arm already–when he bumped into someone and the books fell, but he managed, at least, to keep the hot coffee in his hands. “Mierda,” he hissed. “Sorry about that. I didn’t hurt you, did I?

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Mateo wasn’t as put together in the morning as he was the further into the day you ran into him, case in point his messy hair with the sweats hanging low on his hips with nothing more on.  He was hungry and the cafeteria had been open, and after getting his breakfast he was making his way back to his room to start getting ready for a long day of being in the hub hoping to catch a break.  He took the long way back to his room though, in absolutely no rush to get anything done, and that’s when he felt the pressure of another body against his.  He stepped back, looking down at the mess of books on the floor, quickly reaching down to pick some of them up before the other could get to them.  “Hurt me?”  He laughed as he shook his head, “going to take a lot more than just that to hurt me.”  He held the books out for the other, “think you’ve got enough reading material here?”

It was a late Saturday night and Willow was snuggled up on a couch in the Hub’s library. The female had trouble sleeping this particular night for some reason, so she decided catching up on some literature would be the best remedy. Her book of choice tonight was “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe, one of her personal favorites. As she turned a crisp page of the text, she took a sip from the glass of milk, and a bite from the chocolate chip cookies she had snuck from the cafeteria. Suddenly she heard some footsteps from the corridor leading up to the library, she had thought she would be alone at this time of the night. “Hello.” Willow spoke in almost a whisper as she saw a figure approach her.

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Mateo enjoyed reading, that being one of the few things people didn’t know about him, but it was nice to relax and get out of your own headspace once in a while.  He wasn’t all parties and events 24/7, there had to be more to him than that.  He’d been somewhat exhausted tonight from the events of the last few days that he’d gotten himself into, and found himself trampsing around the library at the oddest hour EXPECTING to be alone.  He was wrong though, a voice coming from infront of him as he looked over at the woman sitting there on one of the couches reading under one of the lights.  “Can’t sleep?”  He asked, looking back on the shelves trying to find a book that’d interest him, “or hiding from someone?”

Of course she didn’t mind, she loved being teased that it hurts her own mind but at the end of the day, she wanted to enjoy  the main attraction rather than the lesser rides. Laughter rising from her own mouth knowing fully well that it was indeed something she would enjoy more and more. It was the fact she needed to adapt her own approach by being an innocent girl and than revealing her true form when they get down and dirty.  Snapping her own tongue as she clicks it. “You better get use to following orders because I ain’t going to repeat myself.” She sates slapping his hard on and watching him fall to his knees. “See isn’t that easy pet? Don’t you love the feeling of following my orders. Letting me, an innocent wall flower commanding and telling you what to do. Because I fucking love it.” She grins attempting to grind her own against his mouth and stroking his dick even faster. “My pet enjoys my sweet… Pussy lips doesn’t he?” She gasp when her ass is squeze. Her other hand roam around the boys back and she forces him to crash in much deeper. “Fuck…. LICCK SUCK IT!” She screamed riding his tongue more and more.

“Hmm.” she grinned with curiosity as she heard the male list off what his deepest pleasures were. “I agree with most of the things you are saying. Something about taking orders from others, especially when you don’t want to, makes all the pleasure that much better in the end.” she admitted. “Myself in particular, I enjoy being controlled, tied down, told what to do. The list could go on really.” she admitted.

An asset who liked to be tied down and ordered around, “i’m sure you’ll make a good deal of people happy around here with that attitude.”  Who wouldn’t love a pretty little thing tied up and ready to follow their every command?  “Do you always listen and obey, or do you act up just to create waves?”  He was curious after all, if she was anything like him he certainly could act up on the daily.  “Or do you prefer not to be punished?”  He knew that punishments weren’t the best idea for many of the people on the island, so for all he knew she could be another who preferred to keep her hands clean.

Was that even a question. Quin wanted more, her whole body ached for a lot more. Although still new to the world of sex and let alone pleasures. Her heart was still adjusting to the amount of excitement as she squirms for him. “You’re teasing me.” She laughs knowing that she desired it even even more than the older man.  “You want a girl my age telling you what to do?” She chuckles heavily. “ I want you to drop to your knees and eat my cunt. Think you can do what your princess tells you? Think you can be a good boy for princess?” She gasp, gosh this was hotter than any of the encounters she had outside of the island and if this was just the beginning, goodness knows how much more can happen. “Start eating my….. Wet cunt with your teeth and tongue. Gosh tongue fuck me!” Quin demanded while spanking his ass not even shying away.

“I don’t think there is anything wrong with finding pleasure in pain.” she smirked as she bit down on her lip slightly. “Everyone is into something right. So shame in what turns you on.” she added as she took a sip from her drink. “So what brings you the most pleasure? I am Willow by the way.”

“Pleasure to meet you Willow, the names Mateo,” he returned introductions as he thought about her question.  Fuck, there was an entire laundry list of things that brought him a good deal of pleasure, where was he to actually start?  “That’s a tall order to fill, trying to think of something that sends me over the edge the most,” and that’s when it came to mind, “I can be an asshole, definitely a brat who doesn’t like taking orders, so when i’m actually forced to, when that dominance is stripped from me, never have orgasms as intense as I do when i’m turned into someone’s fucking toy with no regard to my own demands.  It’s hard to do though, actually get me to submit, but when I do it’s fucking magical.”

“Nah man I get it, I mean feels a little naive to think it would be anything more at a place like this,” Jacob offered with a shrug of his shoulders. He would probably be upset too if someone was following him around like a puppy dog for the same reason so who was he to judge the other for losing his cool. “Hopefully they’ll learn from this situation and be able to apply it to the next.” One could only hope, but if Jacob had to put money on it, he would have to bet against that. “Absolutely. What are you drinking tonight?”

Every single action from this man had Quin in lust, in bliss, in desire. There was so much that she would do to him and her moans were escpaing much more rapid than before. Eyes still fluttering open while her body aches for his touches. The touch against her own breast made the blonde tug against his clothed length even more. Eyes popping from the next move and even the tease. Gasping when her ass was touch but her eyes never once leaving this man’s body. “You like like that don’t you.” Her breath now shaky and reaching down to grab his cock. “I bet you would love to taste down there wouldn’t wouldn’t yo-u.” A deep grin growing onto her lips as she takes a deep breath while her other hand went round the boy’s back and returning the favour of squeezing his ass. 

Playing an innocent girl was harder than it seemed, Quin knew a lot about how to make a man or lady arouse and ever since she was at age which were mere months ago, she had just entered playing with one person to the next. Her brows rising from his words as she licks her lips rather hungry. A deep moan comes out of her mouth as she feels her breasts being played with. “Fuck….” She whispers wanting more of his aggression and loving how his mouth moved. Her lips only quivering up as she too press down with her own mouth to give the man a deep kiss. “Oh fuck me. Gosh you make me so hot help a lady take her outfits off will you?” She groans wanting to fight back but knowing that once someone leads her, the more she would submit under the pleasures of it all. Meanwhile her hands reaches to the tip of his clothed rod and she begins to stroke it with her own slender fingers.

That swear word, the way it fell off her lips, so carnal and lustful left him reeling to hear more of those - the real mistress was starting to shine through and Mateo absolutely adored it.  He always loved when he was the one to get such elicit responses out of those he was with, “mm, what is it princess,” and then her demand came and he was quick to respond, easily using his hands to help her get rid of the useless fabric that once contained her.  “Much better this way,” with a body like that he couldn’t understand why she even bothered staying dressed at all.  He gulps back a moan at the faintest stroke, her dainty fingers soft though his shorts were not a good part to the equation, making quick work of tugging them off so that there would be no barriers between them.  His lips left hers now that so much more of her body was exposed, his hands cupping her ass giving it a squeeze as he nipped and sucked at her necks tender skin.  Though he hardly stayed there for long, his lips traveling further south towards those heavenly breasts of hers, his tongue working a nipple before he took it into his mouth, “I bet every part of you is just as sweet,” he whispered against her skin, making his rounds across her chest, “except for here....”  His hand brushed between her legs at her core, “bet it’s so much sweeter here.”