RP:]] PIRATES OF THE QUEERABBEAN

[[CLEEEEEEEEEAN!
And I actually had the energy to put conditioner in today so it should stay nice, hurrah!]]

((Hurrah!
Muhahahah! Doing research and... hehe.. there's an artist with the last name, Slutzky. Haha! I have to see what their work is like...
-looks-

You wanna start to RPEH?!))

[[Slutzky?
Sexy.


Okie dokie.]]

*smiles at sleeping Coby*
How did I get so lucky?
I could just stare at you all day.
*strokes fingers across cheek*
*kisses nose*
But I should really go and show my face.
Sleep, baby.
*wriggles out of embrace*
*pulls discarded pants on*
*leaves room backwards, watching Coby*
*reluctantly shuts door*
*turns to walk up onto deck*
*spots open study door*
I didn't leave that open.
*walks down to study*
*eyes naked bodies laid out*
What the fuck is going on?!

((Don't get too excited. The guy made teapots. Haha.))

-hears shrill scream-
-winches and opens eyes with diffuculty-
Huh?
-tries to push self up off the floor-
-collaspes back on the floor-
No. No use. Too comfy...
-closes eyes again-

[[Sexy teapots?]]

*walks over to Zacky*
*kicks lightly in side*
Vengeance, do you mind telling me what the fuck is going on?
And who the fuck is he?

[[I'm turning into Shadows, every other word is fuck!]]

((...does that really matter? Haha.
Haha. Matt needs a swear jar. Haha. On the tour bus.
-has images-
Hahaha!!!! LOLZZZZZZZZZZZZ))

-rolls onto back-
-opens eyes-
-looks up at Syn-
Wha...
-rubs eyes-
-whines-
I don't know.
Why is it so fucking cold in here?

*eyes flicker down to cock*
*smirks*
*looks up at face*
That'll be because you're naked.
On my study floor.

[[That'd be an interesting idea for a fic.
A swear jar for Matt.
One of the guys trying to get him to swear.
Seducing him, Matt obviously cussing during, then the guy just informing him of how much he owes at the end of it all.
Heehee.]]

((ZOMG! That has to be doneeeeeeeeee!
Synneh, you have to do it!!
You can make it.... Brattacky....
Mmmmm.......
-drifts off-))

-cocks eyebrow-
-sits up slowly-
-looks down at cock and covers up-
Why the fuck...
-looks around room-
-spots Mick on the sofa-
-raises eyebrow-
Oh... now I remember...

-looks down-

*walks over to Mick*
I'm assuming this is our new recruit?
*pulls sleeping head up by hair*
Well, he's pretty enough.
Not really my type.
*drops head*
But he seemed to show you a good time.
*smirks*
*spots stains on desk*
All across my desk.

[[Haha.
Well I've got a blackout idea on the go at the moment.
I'll make that my next mission.]]

-winces as Mick's head hits the floor-
-bites lip-
-looks up at Syn-
-holds onto own hair and looks over at desk-

-mutters-
Erm... Sorry about that.

((Punishment for Zacky? Are we thinking the same thing? We shall see...
Ohhhhhhhh I'll be looking forward to reading that.
And I shall remember this swear jar idea. It's too good to not remember. Haha.))

Yeah, you will be.
Fucking getting laid, I hate you.
*nods to desk*
You want to clean that up, some of us have to write on there, y'know.

[[It'll be a wonder if I get all these fic ideas written.
I'd love to write the threesome though.
Just coz I would kill to see a Syn/Nikki Sixx/Corey Beaulieu one and the only way I'll get that is by writing one myself.]]

Sure. Sorry Captain.
-mumbles and gets to feet-
-shuffles over to pants and pulls on-
-turns to Syn-
Erm... any idea where the bucket is?
-smiles weakly-

((I shall hold you to it. ))

*smirks*
Who says you're going to be using a bucket?

The cleaning shit would just strip the finish right off this.
Your tongue however...

((YES!!!! Twin vibes again. Haha.))

-widen eyes-
Oh God...
-swallows-
Erm...
-looks over to desk-
Please Syn... I...

Oh come on, Zacky, not scared of a little cum, are you?
*walks over to*
Just think of it as your own personal salt lick.
*grabs back of head*
*pushes down roughly against desk*
Good dog.

[[It had to be done!
Heehee.]]

((Muhaha! It's brilliant. Haha.))

-whimpers and looks at dripping desk-
-takes a deep breath-
-sighs and starts to lap at come-
-chokes a little at the taste-
Fuck...
-coughs-
-feels grip tighten on head-
Ouch... Syn...please...

*grins widely*
*pulls head up*
*hisses in face*
Come on, boy, master needs you to clean up your mess.
*forces head back down*

[[I fucking love playing this Syn.]]

((Haha. And I love it when this Syn treat Zacky like this. And I have no idea why. Haha.))

-hits nose against the desk-
-cries out in pain-
Fuck!
-ignores the pain and goes back to lapping at the desk-
I fucking hate him. So Much. But he's not going to break me...
-swallows and grimaces from the taste-
-feels something trickle down to mouth-
-licks lips-
-opens eyes-
Fuck, that's blood.

You like that, don't you, bitch?
*grins*
You fucking cumslut.
*laughs*
*pushes head down harder*
Yummy.

[[I'm trying so hard to resist saying: "Mmm, isn't that the best damn thing you ever tasted?"]]

-laps up last remaining scrap-
-swallows and pants heavily-
-feels blood dripping from nose-
-closes eyes-
I hate him. I FUCKING hate him.

((Muhahah!!! It would have would so well, but I would probably choked on my chocolate so it is wise you didn't say it.))

All done?
*smirks*
Good boy.
*lets go of head*
*leans down by ear*
And next time you want to screw around, clean up after yourself.
*laughs wickedly*

-nods weakly-
-whimpers-
Yes Syn.
-swallows-
May I please go and clean up now?
-bites lip-
-feels nose throbbing-
-fights back tears from the pain-

I should make you stay like that as a reminder.
*takes chin in hand*
But it ruins your pretty face.
And I can't have an ugly crew.
*lets go of*
Go fix yourself up.

-scrambles away from Syn-
-chokes out-
Thank you.
-runs to the door and slams behind-
-chokes out a sob-
Owwww....
-holds onto nose-
-cries and walks self to the bathroom-

-wakes up and stretches-
Good morning Baby.
-smiles and looks over to Syn's side of the bed-
-notices he's not there-
-sits up in bed-
-scratches back of head-
Syn?
-looks around room-