You saved me.

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:57:10 -0500

Yoursmartie! It is if you get me all flustered, woman! Mhmm, specialty from the chief himself. You ready for it? ;)

Yes sir! Maybe those were my intentions, sweetness! Mm, I’m ready for anything you have coming my way, hotness. ;)

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:52:00 -0500

I’ve never denied it! Well then you’re being too truthful - I be blushing here! Your pouting could make me do anything, I know. Patience, patience! I shall bring you your treat in a moment. And your chocolatey bacon. ;)

Because you’re a smartie! I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being too truthful, and good, I looove when you blush! So a two-fer? ;)

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Wed, 15 May 2013 02:56:26 -0500

wheels—of—steel:

Un poco… Oh stop, you’re flattering me too much! Duly noted - keep away from the cutie living with me. I’m on it! …Double time! Can’t let my girl go sugarless! ;)

So you admit it, hah! I’m just telling you the truth, baby. Noooo, no keep away. I’ll pout, and we know what that does to you. Gimme some now. I’m greedy. ;)

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Wed, 15 May 2013 01:12:10 -0500

wheels—of—steel:

Then I must be cuz yeah no. Oh really? Gots to work for my cuteness? Well, your man’s got himself a little stash of cocoa powder, which yes is disgusting, but I learned from a friend a while back how to make a certain yummy treat… And I think I can do some sweet-talkin’(or bribing) to get the rest of what I needs so sit tight, mah baby mama!

Tu es muy loco en la cabesa. YES. Oh please, it comes naturally for you baby— no work involved. You do, really? Don’t tempt me Artie, I would probably eat it all by itself if you let me near it… yum; well, do your thing then baby daddy… but don’t take too long because I want some sugar. And this time when i say sugar, I mean your lovin’, not the actual food. ;)

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Tue, 14 May 2013 23:24:40 -0500

wheels—of—steel:

Oh lordy, girl. That does not sound appetizing… but I’ll do my best to find it for you since you’re too cute - May have to improvise a bit…

Then you’re crazy if you don’t think that sounds like the perfect combination. You’re cuter— especially if you get some for me. Oh? May I ask how…?

Takin' Charge || Quartie

Sun, 12 May 2013 22:00:34 -0500

wheels—of—steel:

Artie grinned at her barely-there responses. Well, verbal responses anyway, she responded quite generously in other ways. His smirk melted into the warm skin of her thighs as he continued to tease. He was enjoying this play they had going, her obedience and acceptance of him and his touch. It was amazing to get to explore this with her and he looked forward to keeping their sex-life playful and alive. And right now, he was going to show her how much he loved this, and her. Lips and tongue still danced close yet far to where he knew she wanted- needed him. He could taste her and her couldn’t get over how much he loved the way she dripped, trembled, whimpered for him. Smoothing one hand out over her stomach and up, he sought to calm some of her shaking. He knew there was only one true way to calm those quivers but he wasn’t ready for that, and he just wanted to soothe her enough to draw this out longer.

Finally he moved in, mouth closing in on her outer lips and letting his tongue drag across her. She cursed. Damn he loved it when she cursed. As his rhythm slowed to a tease once more, he fell into the enjoyable task. He listened to her and judged her movements; back to holding her thighs open, rubbing them as he took in the heat radiating off of her. Moving forward a bit more, his nose nudging at her, he toyed lightly with her clit. After a moment he pulled back and waited ‘til her breathing calmed a tad before moving back in, pulling back, moving forward, pulling back. After a time of this, he wrapped his lips around the nub and hummed softly, sending only the softest vibrations to her core. then he flicked his tongue across her once more. “How you doing, little bird?” He nipped at her. “Feeling good? Too good?” He made sure to hover at her wetness, lips barely touching her there as he waited for a response.

Quinn could barely think or speak as Artie’s mouth continued working magic amongst her most sensitive areas, leaving the blonde flustered and pleasured at the same time. She needed more in order to hit her high— Artie knew this, and was extending the process for as long as he could, something Quinn was happy about, despite the throbbing between her thighs that desperately sought more. He always made every session of their sex life worthwhile. Her body quivered with desire; each stroke of Artie’s tongue left her knees weak as he built up the pressure within her. Stomach tensed as well as did feminine muscles, though that was when he decided to taunt once again, leaving Quinn to curse out, despite his efforts to assuage her body with the warm caress of his hand to her stomach. She wasn’t one to often say such a word, but under such circumstances it had slipped, and a naughty part of her knew Artie loved it more than he would vocalize. She needed more; fingers grasped the bed a little more tightly as she felt him move in again, stirring a soft mewl from the girl. She could feel his breath hovering over her heat and was trying to collect herself, but it was hard when every vibration and tickle sent gratification through her nerves, causing Quinn’s breath to expedite. As he played with her clit, it only strengthened this, whimpers now emitted through gentle panting as she felt her stomach coiling again. For a moment she thought he might let her come, however, Artie pulled back slightly, leaving the breathless blonde in a flurry to collect herself again.

As soon as she gained a little control and legs began shaking a little less, Artie’s mouth was on her again, this time toying back and forth, sending another flood of arousal to rush right through her, only to be left until he dove back in again. “Suchatease,” her words ran together, the express catching in her throat as Artie’s lips surrounded the bud, his humming sending more shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. “Ohhh,” she groaned as her lover’s tongue grazed against her once more, the action drawing a deep moan from the blonde and inclining her hips to canter up. She was dripping for him once again, and at his question, Quinn tried to keep her voice steady, though it kept wavering just like the rest of her body, craving release. His teeth nipping at her had the blonde weak-kneed once again, using the grip of the bed to help her keep balance. “F-Feeling so good…” she stammered. “M-Maybe too good, but please…” a hand lifted, absently tugging at her nipple in desperate need more more contact; she wasn’t sure if he would punish her for that or not, but her head was too clouded with lust by now to think clearly. “Please don’t stop… I’m soaked for you…”

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 22:29:16 -0500

Artie: *Artie was still trembling slightly, both from the residual nerves of his proposal and from his pure joy at her acceptance. Of course he knew Quinn loved him, knew she wanted to be with him, stay with him, raise their child together but... not even knowing their shared devotion to each other would make asking such a question any less nerve-wracking. He chuckled at her words, eyes fluttering close briefly at the touch of her forehead to his. He didn't know how to respond to her next words -thanking him for being in his life- so he simply kissed and pulled her close.* "'Course. Yeah I love it out here; I use to come here a lot. Seems just perfect now," *he hummed, giving her a bit of a squeeze. Artie let out a little chuckle and pressed a kiss to her cheek.* "You're not heavy, love. Not that my lap can really tell," *he teased. He then guided his hand about to rest with hers over their growing child.* "And I love the 'extra cargo'. Just as I love you. I'm the honored one, Cherry." *The warm light of the setting sun seemed to match how he felt in that moment; just overwhelmed with love and happiness. He couldn't believe how lucky he was but he wouldn't question it. He would accept it all and cherish it. This woman, their baby, their dogs, their home - their everything. He hummed, loving the weight of her against his chest and the comfortable hush about them. Resting his head to hers, he breathed out softly.* "Amazing."
Quinn: *Quinn's heart continued skipping beats; she was still so elated by this entire proposal that it was enough to make her forget about the world they lived in right now. And currently, being as happy she was and with a loving and devoted /husband/ and father to their unborn child, she really found herself quite lucky; in fact, she was much happier now in a world of turmoil than ever before living in the ruins. Why? The answer was simple-- Artie. With him she found love, a purpose, and utter joy.* "It /is/ perfect... beautiful, and soothing; just like you." Smiling softly with their exchange of kisses, Quinn felt tears prick her eyes as Artie's hand came to rest with hers atop swollen belly. They were undoubtedly, tears of contentment, not sorrow; sometimes it was still hard to believe that she was carrying a child inside of her that they'd created together.* "Good, because our extra cargo loves you too, just as I do back." *She murmured softly with a giggle, fingers giving Artie's a tiny squeeze as her head fell to his shoulder. Nothing could ever take this moment away from them; it was one that Quinn would treasure, just as she did her entire existence with him. Perhaps God really did have a plan for her, and now she knew what it was.* "Well then we're both honored." *Quinn quipped playfully into his ear, laying a kiss on the shell of it before his head came down to rest against her own. Hugging him impossibly close, the blonde let out a happy sigh and nuzzled him once more.* "I never knew I could love a person so much, and then you came along... you're my everything, Smartie."

I really want bacon and chocolate...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 22:06:46 -0500

Together.

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Fri, 29 Mar 2013 20:09:11 -0500

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Fri, 29 Mar 2013 19:37:43 -0500

Artie: *Artie noticed her smile and teary eyes but he rambled on, already gone in trying to get out the words he wanted and still nervous beyond belief. He hoped her reactions were good ones but his brain, in its current jittery state, couldn't give thought to it while it was still producing words to say. Though he assumed them to be good signs; at least they didn't bring on more nerves. When he finally finished speaking, sat holding his breath, she spoke and his anxiety started to unwind. It was slow at first, then seemed to speed up as the nerves spun out and gave him another burst of energy; this one of excitement and joy. She said yes! Her sweet, loving words both calming his heart and making it beat faster. He gave her hand a squeeze as his smile began to ache with elation, eyes shining and throat tightening. As she kissed him, he gave right back, grinning into their joined lips.* "You're amazing," *he breathed.* "I love you so much, Quinn, and I will forever. Nothing's going to change that." *Leaning forward, he pressed his forehead to hers, enjoying the buzz in his chest, the fluttering in his stomach, and quiet of his mind. He reached out and cupped her face as he wiped her tears away, smiling at her as his own threatened to fall.* "Thank you." *The words weren't for any one thing, they were for everything; for saying yes, for being her, for coming into his life, for bearing his child, for bring joy and laughter to his life, /for loving him/. he just needed to say the words.* "I love you." *He caught her in another kiss, soft and passionate, before gently pulling her up and into his lap. Pulling away, he grinned and bumped her nose with his.* "Wanna stay her for a bit, or head home?"
Quinn: *Quinn was still a little mystified by this proposal; though the two of them were unconventional anyway - given their world didn’t typically quite consist of 'master' and 'slave' (even if they never saw one another in this sense) falling in love and wanting to form a family, but she was still a bit stunned that he was proposing, and there was no thought needed on her answer. Giggling between tears as Artie continued to ramble, she waited until he was finished to answer— both giving him a yes and going on to say just how much she wanted to be united and forever be that way for as long as they had left on earth. Artie was her life, as was their child together, and despite how dead the world seemed in these times, hers thrived more than ever.* “You’re adorable when you ramble,” *she murmured, leaning into the gentle touch as tears were wiped away and foreheads leaned unto one another. Noting that his own eyes were misty, Quinn raised a thumb to dance across his cheek, as if to catch any that might happen to fall.* “Thank you too, Artie… for being in my life,” *she said softly, whispering an “I love you” in return as they shared another kiss - this one much slower and earnest. Squealing slightly as she was pulled into his lap, Quinn threw her arms around Artie’s neck, her nose nudging his back lovingly and with a smile.* “I’d like to stay for a bit if that’s okay… it’s nice out here, and I want to revel this important day of my life,” *she spoke sincerely, letting lips brush over his forehead.* “Also, I apologize if I’m a little heavy— carrying extra cargo,” *she mused, delicately resting a hand over the slight bulge of her stomach as her face buried into Artie’s neck.* “I’m so glad you’re mine, and so honored to get to be your wife.”

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Mon, 25 Mar 2013 14:21:49 -0500

Artie: *Artie's smile turned soft, warmed that she loved the view, appreciated it when others -even nowadays- wouldn't have. He knew she would, knew she'd love it and he admired the glow to her as she gazed about. She was beauty. He lead them closer and smiled at her hand on his back, loving her need to touch; he wish he could hold her hand properly as they strolled along at any given time, but her touches eased the want and was replaced with gratitude. After clearing his throat, he took a breath as she turned to him. He smiled, if a little shakily.* "Quinn... Will you, well, would you be mine? I mean, I'm asking you... Would you marry me?" He cleared his throat again feeling his face burn, this really wasn't going as he'd planned. "I know there's no marriages here and so it wouldn't really be like officially lawful or recognized but - I would /love/ to marry you, to call you my wife, to have that sign of commitment and equality. I-" He tried to regain himself a bit, wanting to make this more romantic rather than stupidly ranting about the Community and how the world ended. That wasn't what he wanted to say or had planned. "You are my soulmate, Quinn. My life has started and brightened with your arrival and I'm never as happy as when I'm with you, or thinking of you or of our future together. Of our growing family." His body was still jittering but he was smiling genuinely. He starts digging in his pocket. "I don't know how to marry you in the place we are, honestly, but I can give you my heart - well, I already did quite a while ago, but I wanted to ask you. I hadn't yet because it felt unrealistic in a world like this to even really bring up, but you simply make everything possible and /real/. And I know I'm rambling now and kinda messing up what I'm say but can you forgive me? I'm a little nervous." *He chuckles, blushing, struggling to retrieve his hand from his pocket. When he finally does, he produces a bracelet made of braided, violet leather and glinting wire; fine yellow-orange string woven throughout.* "Rings are hard to find, sorry. Plus they can be dangerous around the wrong, greedy crowd... So I made this. I know it isn't much but I wanted to give you something." *He holds it up as he holds his breath. He felt ready to explode with nerves and love and embarrassment at himself. Though he tried to ignore all that, everything else but her, and focused on her eyes.*
Quinn: *Quinn was breath-taken with the land Artie had brought her to-- his peaceful haven that he was now sharing with her. She knew it bothered him sometimes that the chair kept him from doing simple things like holding her hand while they took a stroll, but it didn't matter to Quinn; his company was enough, and every moment that she had the chance, she would steal that touch and revel in it. Smiling softly as she awaited his question, an eyebrow rose curiously, blonde locks slightly falling into her face at the tilt of her head. He was acting a little more nervous than usual, and if she knew better, it almost seemed like... like a proposal. That couldn't be it though, the community didn't legally marry people and... she was so confused. Artie began to speak though, so the blonde nibbled her lower lip as she awaited his words, her stomach both bubbling with excitement, yet also nervous - hopefully that's all it was and not morning sickness. She just... couldn't read him for once, and couldn't deliberate whether what he was about to say was good or bad. However, it didn't take long for Quinn to decipher; her lips curved up into the brightest of soft smiles as Artie stumbled over his words-- it /was/ a marriage proposal, if not officially - at least between them. Tears brimmed hazel eyes; they were happy tears, no doubt, as she listened to Artie ramble on adorably and ask her to be his... to marry him, and to make the lifetime commitment. Sniffling quietly, she wiped at her eyes, still watching him with sheer adoration present on her features. As badly as she wanted to scream "YES!" Quinn also didn't want to interrupt the moment, and as he pulled out the handmade bracelet, more tears fell-- by this point she wasn't sure if the hormones were taking over, or if it was just that insurmountable joy.* "Artie..." *She finally spoke softly, chuckling between sniffles.* "Of course you're forgiven; I don't need a ring, or any token... but you've given me the best one because not only is it beautiful, but you made it with your own hands." *Tenderly taking one of his hands into hers, she smiled, carefully kneeling down so that they could be eye to eye.* "I would /love/ to marry you... in our own special way. You've had my heart since day one, and no one else can even touch it. There's nothing more I want in life than to be your wife... the mother of your child, and forever your soul-mate, because you're mine too." *Keeping her eyes locked on his, they only closed when she finally pressed her lips to Artie's softly and sweetly, her free hand raising to cup his cheek.* "I love you more than anything, and I don't need a certificate-- your promise is enough... I want you to be my husband, for eternity."

Lovers' Stroll

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 16:45:47 -0500

Artie: *Smiling warmly up at her, he hummed happily,* "Good, I want you happy all the time, love." Artie enjoyed watching how their strange surroundings were received by the blonde, though he was sure to stay close and relaxed so she knew that he lead her somewhere safe. And when they finally reached the stretch of grass after the ruins, he smiled excitedly as Quinn took it in; warmed at he words and soft kiss.* "You're welcome, Quinnie. I've been wanting to bring you here for awhile. Come on, let's get closer to the water." *He was glad she liked it, he figured she would and that's why he'd been planning on bringing her here. It was beautiful and calm and not many other people knew about it or cared to visit. He pushed him self at a leisurely pace 'til he reached the point where the grass faded into the sandy shore. He had a specialty chair back at home that could traverse the sands, but it would've been difficult to explain the change in chair away - he didn't want to ruin the surprise. Plus, today wasn't beach day, the sun was quickly setting,he just felt the need to bring her /here/. He fiddled with his wheels as he turned to his angel, feeling a jolt run through him - it was more of a constant buzzing warmth of nerves and excitement - he cleared his throat.* "Quinn?"
Quinn: "You /always/ make me happy; I know that so long as I'm with you, I will be." *She promised, venturing further past the older buildings only to soon be greeted by a beautiful area of water-- the grass surrounding it, greener than the rest of the community, and the sand was so soft. It felt like Heaven compared to everywhere they'd been before, though really, anywhere with Artie did.* "Well I'm glad you did; I never imagined there could be a place like this left." *The blonde smiled and nodded, following her love's instructions and walking closer to the water, her shoes sinking a little into the sand surrounding the lake. Always in need of that constant connection, Quinn's hand fell to the upper portion of Artie's back, rubbing in gentle circles as she drew in the view of the scenery, and let the fresh air and cool breezes wash over her. Hazel eyes momentarily fluttered closed - she relishing in the feel of such a serene place, within one where it seemed there was usually anything but peace. Artie's clearing of throat and it following with her name in question had her returning to the world, and slightly Quinn turned so that she was facing him as well, a soft smile mirrored back at him. "Yes, Artie...?" she asked just as tenderly, their voices so quiet, yet no other noises but the small rippling of water interrupted. Tilting her head, Quinn looked at him curiously, wondering what was on his mind.

Lovers' Stroll

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 16:02:55 -0500

Artie: *A grin seemed permanently etched onto his face, a warm glow constant in his heart he loved her so. Her words and soft touches cause flutters within him that never seem to fully disappear; it was as if his entire being was in a never-ending state of weightlessness. He laughed as he took off and heard her join in. Glancing playfully over his shoulder, he his pace teasing until she caught up.* "I couldn't possibly forget that, love," *he hummed, heart swelling at the reminder of their unborn child.* "Nuh-uh! It's a surprise Missy!" *He wagged his finger at her in jest.* "You just gots to follow me, your astute guide, and we'll arrive at our destination shortly!" *With that, Artie lead them onward, turning at a couple corners until they were amongst the older, more decrepit buildings - the abandoned section of the community. It wasn't exactly pretty scenery but it was the necessary path to take, there was no way around it but it wouldn't take long. Glancing up at Quinn from time to time to see how she reacted and simply because he couldn't help himself, he sped up a tad in his eagerness. And finally, coming out of the shadow of the last building, a stretch of open grass lay before them and, not too far off, a lake of deep blue. As the water came into view, Artie looked up to Quinn again with a smile.* "Here we are."
Quinn: *Quinn always was sure to shower Artie with her affectionate touches; she just loved him so much, and couldn’t resist doing so. The beaming grin upon his face brought a matching one from the blonde, and after a teasing game of ‘catch up,’ she’d managed to reach him once again, only a tad out of breath. Even walking for two was already a little harder than she’d imagined.* “I’m glad you wouldn’t forget; I’m just so happy right now, and it’s all because of you.” *Though her lip jutted slightly in pretend pout as Artie told her she’d have to wait, the smile quickly returned, and she followed her guy through what was appearing to be a much less appealing part of the community. She trusted Artie completely, but couldn’t help but be a little contemplative as the buildings became more and more decrepit… everything was so quiet; she had never ventured this far before. Stealing glances Artie’s way, she saw him eagerly speed up again, and raising an eyebrow, she slowly rejoined him, taken aback completely by the view.* “Oh my goodness, this is beautiful… never would have believed this was beyond all of those buildings.” *She continued in awe, hazel eyes sparkling as she drew in the sight. Glancing down at her love, she left a tender kiss to his temple.* “This is so amazing, Artie… thank you for bringing me to this place, and sharing it with me.”

wheels—of—steel: Asdfghjdhkl drools You like?

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 19:21:25 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

Asdfghjdhkl *drools*

You like?

wheels—of—steel: I alwaysam! ;) O’ course I trust ya, Cherry, and good! :) Come to me,...

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 19:20:24 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

I alwaysam! ;) O’ course I trust ya, Cherry, and good! :)

Come to me, baby boy. ;) Just like I trust you… little Peanut is gonna be perfect. <3

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Thu, 20 Dec 2012 02:28:44 -0600

wheels—of—steel: Oh I’m down with that, sweetness! ;) As long as our lil’ Peanut is...

Sun, 16 Dec 2012 00:31:46 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

Oh I’m down with that, sweetness! ;) As long as our lil’ Peanut is still getting enough oxygen. X)

I thought you might be. ;) Trust me… Peanut is safe and sound and I promise to leave plenty of room. :)

wheels—of—steel: Yeah? How close? ;) So close we can barely breathe. ;)

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 23:02:47 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

Yeah? How close? ;)

So close we can barely breathe. ;)

wheels—of—steel: Mm yeah, just a single cuddle with you takes away all the frustrations...

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 21:39:32 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

Mm yeah, just a single cuddle with you takes away all the frustrations of snow and ice. :)

Then you should come a little closer, baby. ;)

wheels—of—steel: I dun like it… but it’s great cuddling weather ;) Which is precisely...

Tue, 11 Dec 2012 01:17:47 -0600

wheels—of—steel:

I dun like it… but it’s great cuddling weather ;)

Which is precisely why I like it so much. ;)