Cassia Alia Macario
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Post by Cassia Alia Macario on Apr 3, 2015 4:22:39 GMT
i smell sex and candy Who's that casting devious stares in my direction? Mama this surely is a dream. 
Her breaths came in a steady stream. In and out, in and out as her long legs moved in tandem with the indie beat that was playing into her ears. She checked her watch, pleased with her progress noting she'd reached her three mile mark for the day at an easy pace. Three miles in thirty minutes was more than enough and she allowed her pace to slow as she drew into a clearing to the side of the jogging path. She could see the end of the trail of ahead but wanted to stretch before she called it quits and headed home for the shower to get ready for tonight. She slung her arm across her chest to stretch as she walked into the grass clearing out of the path of other joggers. She looked up to the late morning sun and allowed it to caress her features enjoying the warmth is brought deep down into the marrow of her bones. She sighed a hum of contentment as she proceeded to stretch.
Things were on the up and up for her. She'd made her rounds, scoped the competition...for the most part and knew she had the market in town for the neighborhood hang. Puzzles wasn't everyone's cup of tea and she knew sure as hell that she could bring a mean new social hangout to give those strippers a run for their money. She smiled at the thought as she bent over, her black nylon jogging pants hugging her every curve as she bent and touched her toes, only to lift one leg at a time and pull up to stretch as she thought about her to-do list. There were a few things she needed to stock up on for the bar, but otherwise she purred at the idea of having the rest of the afternoon off to just shower and relax.
She wiped a bead of sweat off of her eyebrow as she returned both feet to the ground and began to walk towards the end of the trail, removing her ear-buds from her ear and that's when she paused, her senses declaring that someone was nearby. She cocked her head as she turned her head slightly to find the source of the noise, her nature screaming to be ready for fight....because she was never one to run...well at least not away from a challenge that is. Her curiosity was getting the better of her as she spun around in an effortless motion to see just what she was up against.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2015 2:47:40 GMT
[attr="class","BOXU"] NAMASTE BISHES Sweat had began to lightly dampen his bare abdomen, although he paid it no mind. Clad in nothing but a pair of shorts and a set of Nike shoes, one would never would have thought that he was a businessman with exquisite tastes otherwise. However, any man with a good mind should know that he was worth nothing if he didn't keep himself in shape.
The man jogged at an even pace down the dirt trails practically blocking the whole world out as the setting sun attempted to place a bright glare upon the horizon. He had been jogging at most for three miles, although it didn't come off to him as odd that he didn't even feel the slightest bit exhausted. He was more than a man underneath that face, but that was his secret that he didn't too much care to share.
He would have continue to jog for another half mile, that is until h spotted something that snagged his interest. Slowing his pace he sported a complete 'Asher' smirk, before moving behind the figure and grabbing a handful of rear. "The moon shines bright today, don't it?" He spoke as he moved around as though he had anticipated getting swiped at. "Holy fuck, the front end is even more interesting." He spoke, not even bothering to waste his time with cheesy pick up lines.
Swiping his tongue over his lips he stepped back, wrinkling his nose. "Don't you smell quite out of the ordinary. And I don't mean by an expensive perfume." Sure, he may have smelled like a cat on fire, but that was beyond the point. "Ah, but I'm not too picky when it comes to a full course meal like yourself." He purred, his blue eyes watching the woman with a predatory gaze. [newclass=.BOXU]height:200px;width:350px; -webkit-filter: grayscale(1); filter: grayscale(1); transition: all 1.0s ease; -webkit-transition: all 1.0s ease; -moz-transition: all 1.0s ease; -o-transition: all 1.0s ease; -ms-transition: all 1.0s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.BOXU:hover]transition: all 1.0s ease; -webkit-transition: all 1.0s ease; -moz-transition: all 1.0s ease; -o-transition: all 1.0s ease; -ms-transition: all 1.0s ease; -webkit-filter: grayscale(0); filter: grayscale(0);[/newclass] |
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Cassia Alia Macario
Fable
Posts: 36
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App: http://free-rein.boards.net/post/1073/thread
Plot: http://free-rein.boards.net/thread/229/plot-thickens-insights-plotter
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Post by Cassia Alia Macario on Apr 10, 2015 3:49:43 GMT
i smell sex and candy Who's that casting devious stares in my direction? Mama this surely is a dream.
She smelled him long before his hand got more than he could handle and she knew that was meant quite literally. Her eyes flashed murder at the familiarity this individual was taking. Granted she was no saint, but she didn't give out freebies to any passerby. She smelled the difference in him and knew this was no ignorant human and so so reined in her fury as she turned slowly and flashed him a predatory smile all her own. "Holy fuck, the front end is even more interesting." Her pearly white teeth gleamed at the piggish compliment. This man was most assuredly the biggest asshole she had met since coming to town here and she was going to relish making his life hell. Every. Damn. Second. "Ahh. So you like what you see huh?" She asked lips pulling tighter from her predatory smile into a smirk as she allowed her turquoise blue eyes to roam over his toned and chiseled form. He was at least a handsome looking asshole.
He inhaled her scent and suddenly the game got interesting. They each knew the other wasn't human, so why beat around the bush. She laughed at his smart-ass comment about her smell and she could well say the same for him. He wasn't like her kind, no, not chimera, but she could tell there was something more to this wise crack. He had clearly lost all intelligence if he thought for one second he could man-handle her, but this was a growing moment for him...a lesson to be learned. She threw a coy look in his direction, her eyes caressing his chest and slipping down the sculpted planes of his torso to that interesting v-shaped dip and she drew closer...sensuously closer. "Ah, but I'm not too picky when it comes to a full course meal like yourself," he said and she moved and pressed her body flush against his as her right hand grabbed it's own portion of ass and her left hand shifted partially, scaly reptilian hands mixed with black fur and deadly tipped claws eager to rip open a new package. Her eyes flashed a reptilian/feline yellow as she rubbed her body against his, claw ever so precariously poised as she held him against her with her right hand remaining on his ass. "I think that this evening you might have bitten off more than you could chew. Though I find myself particularly ravished...I could enjoy a morsel..." her eyes flicked down in a tease to his front groin,"...mm yessss a morsel like yourself. Good thing I'm not picky either about the junk food I eat..."
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2015 15:55:04 GMT
Why the hell was it that he attracted the craziest of bitches without fail? What ever happened to the whores who always craved a man to give them a good time, without having to spend a dime? It certainly didn't help his case as the woman attempted to grope him in the most sensual way possible, enticing a seductive smile from his part.
Alas, the moment was quickly cock blocked by the own woman as he felt scaly hands grabbing his backside. "Mmm, I wondered what you were." He responded, "But you've got it wrong, I ain't your bitch." He growled, a sound that didn't even sound human in the slightest. Of course he was a bit turned on by the fact she was grabbing a portion of his own ass, but that wasn't the kind of game he played. In a sign of anger, he exhaled a small puff of flame coming from his lips.
The man wrapped his fingers around the woman's reptilian hand, "Luckily for you, I like a big meal. I can't go home feeling hungry, now can I?" He spoke in a honey soaked tone as his grip tightened on the woman's claw-like hand. "Now, what's a odd thing like you doing out here?" He asked, almost as though the fact that this woman had a scaly hand didn't even bother him in the slightest. Which of course, it really didn't.
His piercing blue gaze studied the woman's face quietly, seemingly interested in something. "But I'll play nice, just this once." He spoke simply, claws having shifted slightly from his own hand before returning to normal as he released his grip. However, this didn't stop him from reaching around and grabbing another handful of the woman's back end. "Asher." He introduced himself as though the conversation as normal as it could be.
Judging from the interactions he had with his own boss, this was mere kitten play. But curiosity always found a way of getting him into trouble, and if it didn't he sure would try his best to seek it out. Life just wasn't interesting if one didn't get their hands, and possibly their bodies and minds, a little dirty every now and again. This woman was gorgeous by his standards, and he couldn't help but crave a portion for himself. |
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Cassia Alia Macario
Fable
Posts: 36
200x300 avatar: http://i61.tinypic.com/mtxcup.jpg
App: http://free-rein.boards.net/post/1073/thread
Plot: http://free-rein.boards.net/thread/229/plot-thickens-insights-plotter
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Post by Cassia Alia Macario on May 3, 2015 17:16:18 GMT
i smell sex and candy Who's that casting devious stares in my direction? Mama this surely is a dream. TAG: Asher Thomas . WORDS: 707. NOTES: Maybe they will take a little tumble *wiggles eyebrows*
Her scaly hand receded back into the soft olive toned skin of her human form. She wasn't surprised in the slightest when the man before showed off a touch of his own true form. Fire breather and a shifter meant one thing, he was a hybrid. She sneered at him in almost a look of taunting disdain, giving him the once over as if she was looking to a piece of gum stuck on her shoe. He was a pleasure on the eyes, it was too bad his personality was like that of a cat with his tail on fire. She took him in from tip to toe, his chiseled torso exposed and shining with a light sheen of sweat, she bet he would be a delight to taste and lick, the musk of male and the tang of salt...it was a favorite flavor of hers and she knew she'd like his taste. The thought almost brought a predatory smile to her face. He would make a fine meal and he'd be fun to hunt too. She loved prey that fought back. Good looking he was, but he just kept talking like the world lived to serve him and anything with a vagina was there to be plugged groped and bent down licking his cock...well she was not that woman.
She was a lusty creature, it was something she was well aware of, but this pompous ass was something else and his flagrant disregard for her, his self-assurance that he was untouchable bit challenged and amused her. She stared at him as he talked to her. He was unphased and almost seemed bored with her. She almost felt offended. Almost. Fortunately for both of them, it seemed that neither one of them was lacking in the don't-give-a fuck department and that she knew could lead to either disastrous or amusing consequences. At the rate this dick wad was going she was thinking more along the lines of lethal force.
"But you've got it wrong, I ain't your bitch," so he said now. She allowed him to shackle her wrist, never fearing that in any moment she could wrench it away in mere moments. She ate idiots like him for breakfast and all this talk of food was stirring her appetites. She allowed her gaze to take on a reptilian haze as she studied the full course meal before her. She was going to try to kill him. She knew that and he'd sealed her decision as he made another grab for her ass after saying he'd "play nice"...She wasn't going to make those kinds of promises. She may be a monster, but she was an honorable one at least. He said his name was Asher and she had to stop her smile from turning into a snarl, but she was cold...calculating. She could play nice too and wait for the perfect moment.
It was safe to say that Cassia Macario was in full hunt mode, but she had the cool, calm appearance of indifference as she stepped back to enter the game. He wanted to know what she was doing out here? She gave him a look that proclaimed him an idiot as she looked down at her jogging attire and he in his.
"Well... Asher," her facial features grew tight pronouncing his name, "From the common observation of you waring nothing, but jogging shorts and sneakers and me in my own attire, I think it would be safe to say that I am doing what the humans call jogging...though in your challenged mind, you might have another term for it." She smiled as she began the word banter...buying time as she studied and observed this tall, muscled man. She gave her lips a lick at the anticipation of sinking her teeth into him. She hoped he would bite back.
"Tell me ass-wipe. Is it a common thing for you to grope and touch whatever tickles your fancy?" she pondered as she began a slow circle of the man, taking in every delectable inch of him. They were two predators squaring off and no one was going to walk away from this encounter unscathed.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2015 22:30:44 GMT
Why was it that the best thing refused to be served on a silver platter? Did he really have to go through all the bullshit to get a nice ass hot, and ready to be served? Just once? The man was no rapist, oddly enough, that was entirely below his standards. It was disgusting, what was the point in stealing your prize? Either you won it, or the prize came to you, you just didn't steal the gold trophy.
This woman was a smartass, he didn't mind that all, it was just the fact that she looked at him with a feral hunger. It didn't set him on edge, oh no it took much more than that to strike fear into his heart, to set him on high alert. "Ooo, you've got a smartass attitude, don't you?" He snorted, he himself sporting a sarcastic tone.
He crossed his arms over his bare chest, his icy gaze staring at the woman with a bit of amusement. "Perhaps. Does it always tickle your fancy to literally take a hunk out of every pound of fresh meat that comes walking past you? Talk about decent table manners." It was then that he flashed a wide grin, it was as though he was enjoying this. He was actually enjoying the thrill of the kill that this woman was trying to place upon herself, her attempt to strike fear into this man's heart and mind.
Asher let his arms fall to his sides, his gaze watching the woman as she always came into view. "Only fighting I'm keen on doing with you right now is if you volunteered to lay down in the woods and let me give you a good, dirty fight." He spoke, that amused little smirk still planted upon his features. "But you're looking as though you want to actually go at my throat, that sort of violence turns me on all the same, if not more." The park trails had long since cleared for dusk was rapidly approaching, with it night and darkness.
Typical individuals didn't favor going out at night for fear of criminals and the freaks that came out of their hiding places after dark. A small huff of acrid smoke came from the man's mouth as he forced his frame to shift and change, manipulating it into the oily black lion that he hid from the world. His icy blue eyes remained as he dug his claws into the dirt. "I'll claim a new throne before the night is over with." He spoke through clenched teeth as he stalked around the woman, feeling very much alive as he lurched forward, the sparks of fire glinting from behind his sharp teeth. |
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