Demon Hunters RP - Game Thread

[Tjf]

Nadya grinned a little "well I'm all for making vampys explode and stuff. Do I get to try them out first on the firing range?"

"Of course." She nods, and points to a building through the window. "That's our marksman range over there. The range master will give you the rounds. When you're satisfied, return here and I'll give you the specifics of the mission."

 

[Tjf]

“We can’t.” Alicia didn’t sound as certain as she meant to be, the sounds of her breath ragged and heated, as if even just touching her now would send her over the edge, but she fought to hold on, closing her legs as she felt the trail of wetness that screamed at her body to just let it all explode out. “I...really liked this. But we can’t be going further than this next time.”

She broke away, so she could move to open the door to her room to allow Imali to leave, her younger lover still seeing how desperately tensed the milf’s body was and how hard it was for Alicia to be holding on as much as she insisted. “But let’s do something together soon. It doesn’t have to be...this.”

Imalia deflates, but respects Alicia's wishes. "Okay. Maybe next time we should put on a movie with less kissing, then." She chuckles, as there's a knock on the door. "Excuse me, Alicia? It's Sato, I'm heading out for my mission, if you're still interested."

 

[merkros]

"Of course." She nods, and points to a building through the window. "That's our marksman range over there. The range master will give you the rounds. When you're satisfied, return here and I'll give you the specifics of the mission."

"Finally. This is going to be fun." Nadya wasn't sure what it was about firing high powered rifles that got her excited, but firing high powered rifles with explosive ammo sounds even more fun. Nadya left for the firing range almost giddy with excitement as she walked in.

 

[Tjf]

Melissa was quite surprised at how easily Sully could switch modes. And as he left, she waited for five minutes, Now that I think about it... my clothes. Though as time went by, she noticed her appearance. Her outfit was one she usually wore at home, and with the wet streaks going down her nylon-clad legs, anyone not drunk enough would think she's peed herself, or they'd assume she's that wet... and they'd be right. What do I do? Should I remove it? But my skirt is a little on the short side... uuuuhhh... I-I'll just lay low. Y-yeah, that should work... right? She debated within herself, but before she could come up with an answer, it was already time for her to enter the bar. And as she did, Melissa was hit by various emotions. They're looking at me. A-am I that out of place? No it must be my clothes. B-but they all seem... interested? They all... want me? A small grin formed on her lips, as she heads to the bar to order a beer, before heading into an empty booth.

Before she can order, the barman, a heavyset man with a shaved head, asks her what she wants, pouring her a beer. As she goes to pay, he says that it's already been paid for, and a twentysomething man in a suit sits down on the seat next to Melissa, the first man to gather up the courage to do so. "How are you?" He smiles. For the moment, Sully is still by himself, and no woman has approached any of the men.

 

[Tjf]

Erika groans, the brother's tongue hitting the spot as she grinds against his face and tongue. "Good boy," she coos as she reaches down and places her hands on the back of Tina's head, looking to see how much deeper down she can push the other girl's head onto the cock, "and good girl. God, you are both so fuckin' HOT like this!"

Tina gags as she takes the massive length into her throat, while Francis finds Erika's g spot with his tongue and caresses it, lapping up her nectar greedily.

 

[Thorn_]

Imalia deflates, but respects Alicia's wishes. "Okay. Maybe next time we should put on a movie with less kissing, then." She chuckles, as there's a knock on the door. "Excuse me, Alicia? It's Sato, I'm heading out for my mission, if you're still interested."

"Haha, I'll remember." Shockingly, that actually made her laugh a bit, as Imalia left. Alicia was left now by herself with the heat burning in her body that would just not go down. Maybe if she just touched a bit until-no. She had to stay focused. It wasn't easy. The temptation was so strong her fingers began to creep towards her nether regions, only to hear the sudden knock that made her jump. "O-oh! Sato!" She quickly scrambled to correct herself and get to the door, not able to put the need for release out of her mind just yet that kept telling her to just do it, and her actively willing herself against. Opening the door, to see Sato, she smiled. "I'd love to spend any time with you. Doing it on a mission sounds even better." With that, she exited, closing the door to her room behind her as she got ready to follow along trying to forget about the past hour, though failing.

 

[asddas193]

Before she can order, the barman, a heavyset man with a shaved head, asks her what she wants, pouring her a beer. As she goes to pay, he says that it's already been paid for, and a twentysomething man in a suit sits down on the seat next to Melissa, the first man to gather up the courage to do so. "How are you?" He smiles. For the moment, Sully is still by himself, and no woman has approached any of the men.

Melissa was nervous as the young man sat next to her, but deep down she also felt excitement. I'm probably a decade older than him, and yet... he's trying to pick me up? W-why does that make me feel so happy? Her mind went into overdrive, "I'm... fine, thanks." She replied, giving him a smile. "Thank you for the drink." She added after making sure Sully was still alone. Though as she held the bottle with her left hand, Melissa saw that she still had her wedding ring on.

 

[Tjf]

James could wear his emotions on his sleeve at times. A little innocent and honest in that way, drawing a comparison to a household pet who might brush up against your leg when you came home to say hello. But, well, he was a bit more than that, wasn't he. Rebecca smiled to herself, raising an eyebrow as soon as he turned his gaze away. He could have kept them there a while longer, and giving him a reason too she subtly tightened her clothes around her chest and ass and expanding the collar of the shirt to make it plunge deeper.

"Curiosity is fine. Evolution has honed that sense for countless millions of years. Even if it's said to kill a certain species," casting an amused, but equally an interested glance at Yara, "it doesn't. You should trust it more, and it's not like your prying into my deepest and private secrets." And she hadn't either. His family situation, whatever it had been was tough. One day maybe. "Sooo...," she trailed off, making sure she had his attention, "let's hope that one our next missions takes us to Europe and we have some downtime after we're finished. I'll be eager to see you try and drink someone with pin-tailed treeshrew's liver under the table. Oh, yes, I can do alcoholic squirrels too."

"Yara (@Tjf), for dealing with the slavers, do you have any kind of plan? Or do you walk the streets, hoping that you show up at the right place at the right time, a bit like a hero, or knight clad in shining armor? Despite being sent here to take you home, both James and I are willing to help. He was just picking up his poor kitty. Probably cried a little as well as he nuzzled his face into the cat's fur for the first time in a long while. He has a good heart. But we do need to know more."

James kept eating his tuna and nodding, as Rebecca spoke of evolution, only looking at her half-way during her explanation. The young man might've been rich and his family somewhat powerful before he came to the Bureau, but he was a bit out of his depth with the older women. Maybe he was looking for a guide or mentor after the Farm, the instructors there purposefully distant and harsh to prepare them for their new life. He felt a magnetism about Rebecca: older, more mature, more experienced than him. Yet, she was also easy to get along with, always a smile and an encouraging word on her lips. Or she was right from the start, she might be the big sister looking out for him. As an only-child, James didn't know what that was like, but it felt good to know someone reliable was around him.

As she mentioned Europe, his eyes darted back to her, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth, 'I'd do my best to impress, but even with your normal liver, you'd probably beat me. Body weight can't compensate for all experience with alcohol. Though, I would definitely hope neither of us would end up passed-out under a table during the outing.'

Of course, there was also the fact that Rebecca was very alluring, not least due to how she preferred to use her shapeshifter's hide. When James looked back to Rebecca, he noticed something was different. When he thought Rebecca was looking to Yara, he caught glances at her dress. He couldn't shake the feeling that her breasts looked fuller and her dress smaller than before. He didn't intend to stare, this time at Rebecca's curves instead of her face, but the neckline inevitably drew the eye there. His cheeks went slightly rosy, and if Rebecca could smell such things, he started to release certain pheromones. As he noticed himself that he was getting slightly aroused, he looked around the room again and towards Yara, though the catgirl was very alluring herself, not the best place to look to calm down.

@Tjf 'What Rebecca said, we'll help, though I would like to check-in with the boss, maybe get some more resources for it,' James nodded to Yara, as much distraction from Rebecca's curves as making conversation with their host. He blushed at little at Rebecca's comment, self-consciously scratching his brow, 'N-No, I-I didn't cry, though I am really glad to have her again. Can't wait to introduce you.' The blonde boy smiled genuinely, thinking Rebecca would probably like Jade.

Yara takes a break from her anger to chuckle. "Glad to see that you're cat lovers." She grins, seeing where James' eyes go, and what Rebecca does to keep them there, before she sighs, returning to business. "My plan was to find my kind and follow them discretely until the slavers made their move, but since we don't have any leads, there is one idea I had. A girl I know went into a drinking place the other day, some kind of establishment for humans who ride motorbikes? Inside, some of the drinkers tried to grab her and drag her into the back, and the staff didn't try to help. In the struggle, her ears were revealed, but none of them seemed surprised, before she got away. I've been wondering if those bike-men are involved?

She looks to both of the humans. "Err, do either of you have this 'internet' thing? I think I remember what my friend called the drinking place."

 

[Daylan]

Tina gags as she takes the massive length into her throat, while Francis finds Erika's g spot with his tongue and caresses it, lapping up her nectar greedily.

Erika grits her teeth as a massive shock of pleasure races through her from where Francis' tongue hits her most sensitive area, causing her to tighten her grip on the other woman's hair. "G-Goddamn," she groans, "Yer a natural at this, boy."

She helps guide Tina up and down the cock, occasionally holding her as far down as she can go to ensure she gives her brother a proper deep throat. "And it looks like you got a pretty skilled mouth too."

She pauses as another jolt of pure sensation runs through her due to said brother's eager licking. "Ngh... you better... lemme know... when you're gettin' close," she says to him before returning her attention to Tina, "Or... better... save some... for me... if he gets his load off... in your mouth... or all over your face!"

 

[Tjf]

"Finally. This is going to be fun." Nadya wasn't sure what it was about firing high powered rifles that got her excited, but firing high powered rifles with explosive ammo sounds even more fun. Nadya left for the firing range almost giddy with excitement as she walked in.

At the range, she sees a scarred man walking among the various booths, ensuring that everyone firing weapons at various targets is behaving safely.

"You, girl." He turns to face Nadya. "You the one Director sent to test new toy?" His accent is familiar to her, but she can't place it exactly. It isn't Russian, or if it is, it's from a region of Russia she's not familiar with. She thinks he might be Ukrainian or Georgian. "We set up special booth."

 

[Tjf]

"Haha, I'll remember." Shockingly, that actually made her laugh a bit, as Imalia left. Alicia was left now by herself with the heat burning in her body that would just not go down. Maybe if she just touched a bit until-no. She had to stay focused. It wasn't easy. The temptation was so strong her fingers began to creep towards her nether regions, only to hear the sudden knock that made her jump. "O-oh! Sato!" She quickly scrambled to correct herself and get to the door, not able to put the need for release out of her mind just yet that kept telling her to just do it, and her actively willing herself against. Opening the door, to see Sato, she smiled. "I'd love to spend any time with you. Doing it on a mission sounds even better." With that, she exited, closing the door to her room behind her as she got ready to follow along trying to forget about the past hour, though failing.

Sato either doesn't notice or doesn't comment on how flushed Alicia looks. As she says she'd love to spend time with him, though, she notices that he blushes slightly. "Well, then, let's go." He walks with the nun out to the helipad, where a chopper awaits. "We've been getting reports of people being mauled and eaten. At first it appeared to be animal attacks, but the frequency and severity of them suggests that it's supernatural in nature. We're heading out to a church, where the priest was eaten. Hopefully we can pick up the trail."

 

[Tjf]

Melissa was nervous as the young man sat next to her, but deep down she also felt excitement. I'm probably a decade older than him, and yet... he's trying to pick me up? W-why does that make me feel so happy? Her mind went into overdrive, "I'm... fine, thanks." She replied, giving him a smile. "Thank you for the drink." She added after making sure Sully was still alone. Though as she held the bottle with her left hand, Melissa saw that she still had her wedding ring on.

The younger man continues to smile, seeing but not caring about the ring. "You're welcome. I'm Lawrence." He holds out a hand to her. "Sorry, I saw how beautiful you looked when you walked in, and I just had to talk to you." She sees a woman sitting down next to Sully, but misses her face.

 

[Tjf]

Erika grits her teeth as a massive shock of pleasure races through her from where Francis' tongue hits her most sensitive area, causing her to tighten her grip on the other woman's hair. "G-Goddamn," she groans, "Yer a natural at this, boy."

She helps guide Tina up and down the cock, occasionally holding her as far down as she can go to ensure she gives her brother a proper deep throat. "And it looks like you got a pretty skilled mouth too."

She pauses as another jolt of pure sensation runs through her due to said brother's eager licking. "Ngh... you better... lemme know... when you're gettin' close," she says to him before returning her attention to Tina, "Or... better... save some... for me... if he gets his load off... in your mouth... or all over your face!"

As Tina goes even further down on her brother, Francis lets out a loud moan, the vibrations of his voice stimulating Erika's sensitive cunt.

 

[Thorn_]

Sato either doesn't notice or doesn't comment on how flushed Alicia looks. As she says she'd love to spend time with him, though, she notices that he blushes slightly. "Well, then, let's go." He walks with the nun out to the helipad, where a chopper awaits. "We've been getting reports of people being mauled and eaten. At first it appeared to be animal attacks, but the frequency and severity of them suggests that it's supernatural in nature. We're heading out to a church, where the priest was eaten. Hopefully we can pick up the trail."

She didn't seem to pay proper attention to his own reaction, only focused on restraining hers. She followed along hearing the debriefing. "Werewolves?" She speculated a bit, but shook her head. "Wendigos might be an option to....too early to tell...is this really what agents wear?"

The question had to be asked.

She couldn't risk ruining her habit, but was this really a viable option? She didn't want to stall things for too long and took the first thing she could find but this was a little...but it would be rude to complain too much. Instead she smiled, and gave a wink to Sato. "It makes me think you're all into a whole other business than fighting demons." Yes. She just did that. She made a joke. The rare occassion had happened as she made her way to the copter, ready for action, still trying to get used to this skintight outfit compressing her milf body.

 

[Daylan]

As Tina goes even further down on her brother, Francis lets out a loud moan, the vibrations of his voice stimulating Erika's sensitive cunt.

"Fuuuuuuuck," Erika hisses out as that does it, the aphrodisiac and adrenaline having left her in such a heightened state that those extra vibrations are enough to send her over the edge.

She shakes and moans as she now fully sits on Francis' face, all but shoving Tina's head down and holding her there... probably juuust long enough that air starts to become a concern before she finally lets go.

 

[merkros]

"You, girl." He turns to face Nadya. "You the one Director sent to test new toy?" His accent is familiar to her, but she can't place it exactly. It isn't Russian, or if it is, it's from a region of Russia she's not familiar with. She thinks he might be Ukrainian or Georgian. "We set up special booth."

"Well, lead the way." Nadya slung her rifle off her shoulder. "This better not blow up in my face or I'll be extremely pissed."

 

[Tjf]

She didn't seem to pay proper attention to his own reaction, only focused on restraining hers. She followed along hearing the debriefing. "Werewolves?" She speculated a bit, but shook her head. "Wendigos might be an option to....too early to tell...is this really what agents wear?"

The question had to be asked.

She couldn't risk ruining her habit, but was this really a viable option? She didn't want to stall things for too long and took the first thing she could find but this was a little...but it would be rude to complain too much. Instead she smiled, and gave a wink to Sato. "It makes me think you're all into a whole other business than fighting demons." Yes. She just did that. She made a joke. The rare occassion had happened as she made her way to the copter, ready for action, still trying to get used to this skintight outfit compressing her milf body.

Sato blushes fiercely, "It's um, for ease of movement." Sato does his best not to eye her as they enter the chopper, changing the subject to business. "We should wait to see the body before we make assumptions. I don't think it'd be werewolves. The killing took place in East LA, pretty far away from the woods where the werewolves tend to gather. One might have gone rogue, though.'

 

[Tjf]

"Fuuuuuuuck," Erika hisses out as that does it, the aphrodisiac and adrenaline having left her in such a heightened state that those extra vibrations are enough to send her over the edge.

She shakes and moans as she now fully sits on Francis' face, all but shoving Tina's head down and holding her there... probably juuust long enough that air starts to become a concern before she finally lets go.

Francis groans out, and Erika sees that Tina has a hand in her own athletic shorts, vigorously moving until she achieves her own orgasm, still on her brother's cock. Francis cries out past Erika's thighs "I'm gonna cum!"

 

[Tjf]

"Well, lead the way." Nadya slung her rifle off her shoulder. "This better not blow up in my face or I'll be extremely pissed."

He chuckles. "The Bureau arranges good funeral. Brings tear to your eye." He leads her to the furthest booth from the door, where a case of ammunition has been placed. Down range, she sees that instead of a paper target, a model human has been placed, with ballistic gel for skin, and realistic reproductions of bones and organs. The range master hands Nadya some ear muffs, and stands back to let her work.

 

[Thorn_]

Sato blushes fiercely, "It's um, for ease of movement." Sato does his best not to eye her as they enter the chopper, changing the subject to business. "We should wait to see the body before we make assumptions. I don't think it'd be werewolves. The killing took place in East LA, pretty far away from the woods where the werewolves tend to gather. One might have gone rogue, though.'

"Movement." Ha...okay." Her tones were different now. Maybe she was just getting into wearing the whole sexy agent costume, or maybe she just acted more like her Templar self while focused on the mission. Maybe she was just more opened up with these people and their rules being more relaxed? She didn't know. It wasn't the time to think on it. "We won't know until we get there. Just us?"