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Dean's brows furrow at her trembling. It didn't seem like a run of the mill nightmare. And at her words he tightens his arms around her, hoping to make her feel safe. "Not a chance, kid. Besides do you really think me or Sammy is going to let anything hurt you?"

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The bedroom door softly creaks open, and the soft patter of a child's footsteps can be heard after the door shuts. "De, can I stay with you tonight?" A soft voice asks. "Sissy is giving me nightmares again."

Dean was never a heavy sleeper. The slightest noise would make him reach for the weapon beneath his pillow. But the soft voice that follows the door's whine, makes his hand slip away from the pillow. he rubs the sleep from his eyes and hums in the affirmative. "Sure thing kid." Dean scoots over in the bed, leaving just enough room.

#m; dean winchester #wayward roleplays

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Ivy took his hand. She shook her head. "I think the last time I went I was a senior in high school. But I would love to swim in the ocean, I'm sure it'll be fun with you."

The Doctor landed out at Ivy's and walked out of the TARDIS in a pair of swim trunks. It was early June and the Doctor had planned on taking her to the beach. "Are you ready for a beach vacation?" he asked her.

ivy's green eyes walk up the Doctor's figure. She grins, "Depends do you have plenty of sunscreen? You might not expect it but I do get a bit sunburnt."

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thedoctornumber11

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Natasha's dark brown eyes light up with recognition at the familiar voice. Being around too much testosterone made her a bit stiff, so she was more than happy to see Marlene. "Well, they haven't managed to make me tuck tail yet," She grinned as she said playfully. truthfully being Fleet bound was better than in flight school. No one at fleet really cared about gender just about how good a pilot was. "But enough about me, did you get placed with a fleet squadron yet? I know some pilots have to wait a little while after flight school."

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Marlene Mitchell. The daughter of none other than Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell. She was a bit of a legacy baby for her parents. Though she chose the career path her father didn't want her to.

Upon arriving at The Hard Deck she waved to her mother Penny at the bar and went towards the pool tables waiting on her friend Natasha "Phoenix" Trace. The pair had become close friends during flight school and being two of the few female fighter pilots in their fight school class. "Nat over here!" Marlene waved seeing the other woman walk in. "It's good to see you! How are the Black Aces treating you?" Marlene asked gently as she leaned against one of the pool tables

#muse; natasha 'phoenix' trace #panthermitchell

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The Doctor landed out at Ivy's and walked out of the TARDIS in a pair of swim trunks. It was early June and the Doctor had planned on taking her to the beach. "Are you ready for a beach vacation?" he asked her.

ivy's green eyes walk up the Doctor's figure. She grins, "Depends do you have plenty of sunscreen? You might not expect it but I do get a bit sunburnt."

#thedoctornumber11 #m; pamela isley/poison ivy

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@wayward-roleplays here!

The bedroom door softly creaks open, and the soft patter of a child's footsteps can be heard after the door shuts. "De, can I stay with you tonight?" A soft voice asks. "Sissy is giving me nightmares again."

Dean was never a heavy sleeper. The slightest noise would make him reach for the weapon beneath his pillow. But the soft voice that follows the door's whine, makes his hand slip away from the pillow. he rubs the sleep from his eyes and hums in the affirmative. "Sure thing kid." Dean scoots over in the bed, leaving just enough room.

#//i'm so sorry I took forever #wayward-roleplays #m; dean winchester

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A small grin formed on Dean's lips at her whisper. He let go of her arm. "Liars? No, just stretching the truth a bit." He gives her a small wink before leaning away. As much as he didn't want to share a case, they were both here. Why not pool their knowledge? "So...what do you think we're looking at?"

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"Alright, cut the crap," dean had grabbed the other by the arm and pulled them into the hall outside the morgue. "I know you're not a FBI agent, asking questions like that." His voice drops above a whisper, a tone there that barely gave away how pissed he was for another hunter to step in on his case. "You're a hunter, aren't you?"

#mazziewinchester #m; dean winchester #hello!

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kate stumbled on nothing that was worth examining closely. But she wasn't one to just give up. She slipped something on and sprinted to the closest elevator to take her to the ground level. Before long she was in a taxi and on her way to one of the addresses on file. Kate had no idea what she'd say when/if he opened the door, though. maybe the car ride would give her enough time to think.

After arriving at his top floor apartment, and starting to settle in for the night, Joseph thinks, "Considering my life, since I was 18 to the time I was discharged 8 months ago I was in the Corps, doubt there would be something to cause a 'red flag', I was never brought up on any charges of any sort, guess I'm just worrying about nothing." He goes to his 'apartment office' logs into his laptop, surfs the net for any news the 'major media', might not wish to cover, then decides to take a shower before heading to bed.

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#m; kate todd #mysterymanjoseph

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// yall, I am so sorry for my absence. Life just got in the way but I'm going to get some replies out in the next couple of days. fingers crossed.

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Ivy shivered at his rough hands on her hips. it only encouraged her to rock slowly and firmer against him. A grin came across her lips at his words. "That sounds enticing, my love. And yes I do love it when you let loose with me." She didn't need to be told twice as she scooted further back and freed his length from his boxers. She wasted no time tasting his arousal, her emerald eyes staying on his.

Upon waking up, Pamela promptly straddled her husband's lap. A soft grin came to her lips in the slivers of early morning light as she glanced down at his sleeping face, waiting for him to stir before whispering, "Happy birthday, my love."

Bruce stirred awake as he felt the feeling of his wife on top of him and then smelled what could only be described as the scent of fresh flowers in bloom. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled seeing Pamela on him. And with the sun shining on her she looked like a goddess.

"Thank you." He said softly.

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #brucieboy297

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The depth that Kelly found, along with her hands brushing against her sensitive breast, sent Kate over the edge. She threw her head back as she cried out, her legs tightening a bit around Kelly's head. "Oh my god, Kelly."

As she came down, she reached down and brushed Kate's hair away from her face. "Come on, it's your turn." A smirk grew on Kate's lips. This was already looking like the start of something beautiful and Kate couldn't be anymore excited.

Kelly unlocked the door to her apartment. "Well, this is home. Make yourself comfortable and I'll make us some coffee." @chiefohara to Kate Todd.

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Kate always packed light when she traveled. Not wanting to misplace anything. The key things she ever needed while she was away from D.C was her firearm and badge. That just happened to be the case this time around. She settled her duffle bag on the sofa leaving it to be sorted through later.

"This is a nice place you have," Kate leaves the living room in search of Kelly in the kitchen. "I really appreciate you letting me crash with you for a little while."

#m; kate todd #chiefohara

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Her green eyes flicker with a hint of age old defiance. Ivy usually procured what she wanted by taking it, hardly ever begging for it. But there was something about Ben and the tone in his voice that had her crumbling. "You, please?"

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Hot and steam and breathy moan was damn indeed pleasing for him. Aroused and clearly in sync with pleasure, the woman reached down for his length, and he immediately met her gaze with firmer and deeper need. " Tell Daddy what you need?" Mustering a deep and challenging voice, the man dared her to give in.

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #brotherhoodwarlord

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"Perfectly reasonable, Nora." Ivy offered in regards to Nora's words about not entertaining men on any level. "Getting that sour taste one time is enough to push anyone away." Ivy liked to think she had close calls of happy ever after. But now she was simply a freak and she had a man to thank for that, that treated her like an experiment. though she pushed that away aiming to not dwell on it. Instead the newfound company.

"We can aim for a booth in the back, or if not my garden isn't far from here." Ivy leaned over as if disclosing a secret. "I have a crime of making it quick sometimes. But depending on how severely they've hurt mother nature, I try to make the toxin as excruciating as possible."

Nora walked with ivy with a never fading smile. She'd had admired Ivy for some time and was happy they had a chance to speak at last. The two greatest champions of women's rights in Gotham.

"Men are so simple to be tricked with a glitter of a good time or even a release of their carnal desires but I do not have pheromones like yourself or the patience to ask interested. The men who were close to me before left a sour taste in my mouth and I do not like entertaining them on any level."

The cafe sounded perfect. "I would like it, yes. I pray we will be alone or we can make that a possibility? I am a homebody too. Cooking. Cleaning. Gardening. I find it as relaxing as spending a week slowly torturing a man to the point of death. I am sure you know that joy, Doctor Isley."

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #ghosts of gotham

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Ivy broke the kiss with a hot, breathy moan. Her hips rocking against his palm in time with his movements. She reached down, taking his shaft into her hand and slowly pumping his length. Emerald eyes met his with a gleam of pleasure building up in them. "Please, ben," She uttered softly.

A dance of flurry of passionate embraces seemed so nice, and he was love drunk on the taste of her. Kissing her hotly he left no doubt of his desire. The woman had the subtler touch and could please him so arousingly while he manhandled his perfect body. Getting to please one another, he palmed her hot slit and was glad to be becoming familiar to her.

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thewxnderer

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"Out of all you're time, you're stilling finding new places?" Ivy asked with astoundment, "I would have thought you've explored everything by now."

"Any time you'd like," he told her, "As it turns out, I'm pretty good at finding new places."

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Pamela raised up and met him. Her lips slowly pecking his once, then twice. Her emerald eyes were hood as her gaze met his. "And I love you, Bruce." She was back straddling his waist, her hips grinding her slick panty clad core against his erection. Pamela let out a moan, filled with such need. She knew what she wanted to do to him this morning but left him the option to pick what his present would start with. "What do you want more Bruce? Do you want me to go down on you, or do you want to be inside of me? It's up to the birthday boy."

Upon waking up, Pamela promptly straddled her husband's lap. A soft grin came to her lips in the slivers of early morning light as she glanced down at his sleeping face, waiting for him to stir before whispering, "Happy birthday, my love."

Bruce stirred awake as he felt the feeling of his wife on top of him and then smelled what could only be described as the scent of fresh flowers in bloom. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled seeing Pamela on him. And with the sun shining on her she looked like a goddess.

"Thank you." He said softly.

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #brucieboy297

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A shiver ran through her body. Her sex clenching at the thought of being at his mercy for the rest of the night. It had her intrigued and so utterly wet. She let out a small hum of amusement as if she didn't believe his words. All just to edge him on before her warm mouth took his length again, daring to take him until the tip hit the back of her throat.

And on his toes, she had. While not a beast of the physical, she was marvellous and convincing, and the woman was sucking his cock to both of their contents. as they had so desired. His most treasured manhood now became into her hot mouth and throat. The man tried to be gentle, but he gripped her hair harder. “ I am going to make great use of that.” He said so with a glint, but it sounded equally as a promise and threat.

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thewxnderer