--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Doc: Doc looked at her for a long moment. A serious name, yet one that would hint at her real nature. He narrowed his eyes in thought.
Doc: "I've always liked Victoria.. Torie.."
Doc: "Victoria Nilson .."
Victoria: The woman watched the movements of his expression with a curious tilt of her head, her fingers occupying themselves by walking up and down his chest. When he suggested Nilson as a surname, her lips curled into a crooked, sinful smirk. "You're adding me to your collection of daughters?"
Doc: "Or Common law wife.. but if you prefer daughter.." He shrugged.
Victoria: She paused the motion of her digits, and stared at him for a moment. That... That, she hadn't been expecting. But she didn't mind it. Raising up on an elbow, she brushed her lips to the side of his throat and murmured, "Alright,” she paused. “Victoria Nilson."
Doc: "You know, Tori..." He paused significantly, "You now have a decidedly impish look to your eyes when you grin like that, and I find I am liking it more and more.." He rolled her over on to her back held her there. "You really scared me. I thought you were gone. Really gone." He stared at her seriously. "Don't do that to me again."
Victoria: "You would," she told him, her voice filled with a soft laughter while she was tucked beneath him. Her face became more serious as he continued, though. Eyes softened, lower lip became pulled between her teeth. Gently, she brushed her knuckles along the curve of his jaw and then took hold of it, so she could draw him closer and bump her forehead to his. "Want to help me slaughter them?" she whispered, as if it were the most romantic gesture in the world.
Doc: "Absolutely." He grinned, "I thought you would never ask.. we owe them serious pain of payback." He nuzzled her neck and whispered into her ear, "You can show them your skill with a blade.. and I will make sure you won't get interrupted. You can introduce them to the phrase, 'pray for death as a release' ."
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--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Victoria: A chill ran down the back of her neck and through her spine while her breath, still a thing of habit, hitched. "You know how to sweet talk a girl." Lifting her head, she pressed her lips along the lower half of his cheek, following the span of skin until she met the corner of his mouth. "And we can skin them afterwards?"
Doc: "Slowly, carefully, and cleaning the blade with alcohol with every new slice.. I will even start an IV to keep them hydrated and awake.. so they don't pass out on you.." He kissed her long and deep, slowly pulling back with sated sigh, "Then, I will show you what you can do with a cigar clipper.. it's brutal. You can practice.."
Victoria: She practically purred at the thought, arching beneath him and cupping the nape of his neck so she could draw out the kiss just a little longer. When they parted, she took a deep breath, almost a gasp, and opened her eyes to peer up at him with wonder. "Mm... Sounds like a date."
Doc: "I now see why people get so excited about date night." He had been skeptical that this new 'Lia' would live up to his 'other' Lia, but her chosing a new name, made it easier for him to move on, without comparing one to the other anymore. As much as he didn't want to compare the two, it was inevitable, but now there was Lia, and there is Tori. No need to compare. Only to be with Tori now. His hold on her was firm, but not painful. He wanted her to know, she was taken.
Victoria: Her nails gazed over the line of his nape, leaving light, pink lines in the skin as she delivered a tender nip to the man's lower lip. "**** normal dates. Give me bloodshed and carnage," she mumbled, that signature 'impish' grin sneaking across her lips.
Doc: "That darlin' is my speciality, and I will introduce you to every sordid detail.. of my hobbies.." The words died off as he claimed her mouth once more.
Victoria: The woman's digits curled into the hair at the back of his scalp, tugging firmly while she gripped his hips and rolled herself over on top of him. With a pant, she drew back and sat up above him, resting her palms on either side of his chest. "Take a shower with me?"
Doc: Doc grinned ferally, "We do have to christen the shower.. " He rolled off her, and then pulled her off the bed into his arms. "You are an addictive habit woman.."
Victoria: She leaned into him, smoothing both palms over his chest so she could wrap her arms around his neck. "You're just as bad, you know."
Doc: "I don't know.. a man could get lost in that gaze of yours." He scooped her off her feet and carried her to the shower, slamming the door shut with his foot.
Victoria: A chill ran down the back of her neck and through her spine while her breath, still a thing of habit, hitched. "You know how to sweet talk a girl." Lifting her head, she pressed her lips along the lower half of his cheek, following the span of skin until she met the corner of his mouth. "And we can skin them afterwards?"
Doc: "Slowly, carefully, and cleaning the blade with alcohol with every new slice.. I will even start an IV to keep them hydrated and awake.. so they don't pass out on you.." He kissed her long and deep, slowly pulling back with sated sigh, "Then, I will show you what you can do with a cigar clipper.. it's brutal. You can practice.."
Victoria: She practically purred at the thought, arching beneath him and cupping the nape of his neck so she could draw out the kiss just a little longer. When they parted, she took a deep breath, almost a gasp, and opened her eyes to peer up at him with wonder. "Mm... Sounds like a date."
Doc: "I now see why people get so excited about date night." He had been skeptical that this new 'Lia' would live up to his 'other' Lia, but her chosing a new name, made it easier for him to move on, without comparing one to the other anymore. As much as he didn't want to compare the two, it was inevitable, but now there was Lia, and there is Tori. No need to compare. Only to be with Tori now. His hold on her was firm, but not painful. He wanted her to know, she was taken.
Victoria: Her nails gazed over the line of his nape, leaving light, pink lines in the skin as she delivered a tender nip to the man's lower lip. "**** normal dates. Give me bloodshed and carnage," she mumbled, that signature 'impish' grin sneaking across her lips.
Doc: "That darlin' is my speciality, and I will introduce you to every sordid detail.. of my hobbies.." The words died off as he claimed her mouth once more.
Victoria: The woman's digits curled into the hair at the back of his scalp, tugging firmly while she gripped his hips and rolled herself over on top of him. With a pant, she drew back and sat up above him, resting her palms on either side of his chest. "Take a shower with me?"
Doc: Doc grinned ferally, "We do have to christen the shower.. " He rolled off her, and then pulled her off the bed into his arms. "You are an addictive habit woman.."
Victoria: She leaned into him, smoothing both palms over his chest so she could wrap her arms around his neck. "You're just as bad, you know."
Doc: "I don't know.. a man could get lost in that gaze of yours." He scooped her off her feet and carried her to the shower, slamming the door shut with his foot.
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