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Live Roleplay Session on the IMVU Client on February 16, 2014
Roleplay: “Ladies Night”
Players: CharlotteCarrendar (Brock), LadyBelz (Pandora)

“These Dreams”

Apartment 7D – Pandora

LadyBelz: Arriving outside her apartment building, she looked at Brock. “Would you like to come up for a drink? I could probably whip up a pot of coffee.”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Did she really have to ask? Brock turned off the engine, and smiled at her. Both were wet from running in the rain. “If that’s an invitation, sure.” He got out of the car and then walked around to open her door.


LadyBelz: The rain was still coming down in droves and taking his hand, made a break for the front door. She felt like a drowned rat and probably looked worse. And she was freezing. Damn rain. She made a quick stop at the mailboxes in the front lobby, seeing another letter from her mother (which she shredded and tossed into the incinerator), before leading him to the elevators. And right on cue, the door to apartment 1A flew open and Louis poked his head out as she was walking by. “Oh hey, Pandora. Didn’t hear you come in. How was work?” Pandora rolled her eyes and continued walking. “Work was fine, Louis. I really need to get upstairs. I’m soaking wet and freezing. Goodnight!” She kept walking right past him and swanned into the elevator car, waving to Louis as the doors shut. There was already someone in the elevator car so there really wasn’t a chance for she and Brock to talk more. The third person got out on the 6th floor before they arrived to Pandora’s floor on the 7th. She lead Brock down the hall to her apartment, digging for her key as she did. She unlocked the door and went inside, waiting for him to enter before she closed the door behind him. There was a single light on over the stove, casting shadows through the rest of the room. She headed into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Brock followed along behind, unfamiliar with the building that Pandora lived in. With the cold of the night, and both being wet, Brock just wanted to get up to her apartment, and enjoy the warmth a coffee would bring. Passing one of her more nosy neighbours, Brock gave a polite smile, before following Pan into the lift. There was already someone in the lift, so that didn’t give Brock a chance to speak to Pandora on the way up. So, he stood there, dripping, till the door finally opened on her floor. Again, following along silently and taking in the decor of the apartment building, he waited behind her like a shadow, as she opened the door to her place. Following her in, there was but one light and that was above the stove. With the rain beating down against the windows and glass doors, it set of a very dark atmosphere, and Brock wondered if she was going to turn on another light. Instinctly he eased off his wet jacket and asked. “Shall I put on the jug while you…uhm..get out of the black leather?” <3>

LadyBelz: She had just stuck the coffee on to brew when he spoke. “No I’m fine. Have a seat, I’ll get you a towel to dry off while the coffee brews.” she stated, walking around into the living room to flip on the light beside the couch so they both could see better. “Be right back.” She darted into her room, nervous. It was one thing to make out against the wall in a crowded room, but now they were alone, not even the buffer of their friends between them. It took her some time to get out of her clothes, the wet leather clinging to her body like a second skin. She growled loudly as she struggled with her pants, making a note to never wear leather on inclement days every again. with a loud squelching sound and a satisfied sigh, she finally got them off and tossed them into a basket behind the door. Luckily the leather had protected her underclothes from the wet and so she simply slipped a robe on over her bra and panties, cinching the belt at her waist. She headed into the bathroom and quickly ran a towel through her wet hair, grabbing a second one for Brock. She wrapped the towel around her head, toga-style, before going back into the living room. “Here you go.” she stated, passing him the extra towel before going into the kitchen to pour them some much needed coffee.

CharlotteCarrendar: With the coffee having been taken care of, Brock was a bit lost as to what to do. Frankly, he was still wet, and there is nothing worse than standing around in wet clothes. Pandora of course was itching to get out of her wet black leather, and really, who could blame her. She mentioned she would get him a towel to help dry himself off with, before saying “Be right back” and disappearing into her bedroom. This left Brock wondering, if he should even sit down. He didn’t want to ruin her couch. While waiting, he walked towards the glass sliding doors, peering out into the dismal night. Slowly he gripped the edges of his T and peeled it up and over his head. This left him wearing just his pants and he still had his boots on. He half wondered what to do with the wet T, when Pandora came back out in a robe, looking a lot more relaxed now she was out of the skin tight wet leather pants. She handed him a towel, which he took graciously. “Thanks.” He said simply, starting to rub his torso and then his head dry, the T shirt falling from his hand onto the floor. <3>

LadyBelz: Pandora was too busy staring at his naked torso to reply. No woman in her right mind could resist such a fine specimen of man. “Uh…you’re welcome.” she gulped. She turned on her heel and went into the kitchen before she started drooling on him. Shit, he was hot! “And he’s probably not very comfortable in those wet clothes, Pan.” she muttered. “Um…if you want, I can throw your clothes in the dryer downstairs. I have an extra robe on the back of the bathroom door.” She stated as she went to the fridge for some creamer. She was afraid that if she turned around and saw him standing there shirtless, she was going to do something insane…

CharlotteCarrendar: The idea of getting out of his wet clothes was a good one, and when she explained there was a robe on the back of the bathroom door, he pointed with his finger as to where she had come out from. “Alright, thanks.” He strode past, still rubbing the towel on his back, before finding himself in her bedroom. It was typical of a single girl’s apartment, and the scent of incense and rose petals was delightful to the senses. He could see her rumpled up black leather in the hamper, and found the robe, after checking behind the door. Kicking off his boots first, he then slipped off his socks, then pants, leaving just his boxers, which were thankfully dry. Brock slipped on the robe, but noted it was a bit short. Chuckling at showing a bit of thigh, he picked up his wet clothes and tossed them into the same hamper, before coming back out to see Pandora, who was busy making coffee. Silently he came up behind her, and pushed back her hair from the back of her neck, before leaning in to kiss the back of it. Was he taking liberties, or was it the fact they were both standing there in nothing but bathrobes. He placed his hands upon her shoulders and then peeked over. “Smells good.” <3>

LadyBelz: She removed the towel from her head as he left the room, vigorously toweling her hair until it hung in damp strands down over her shoulders. She tossed away the towel as she finished setting up their coffee. You could practically cut the sexual tension in the apartment with a knife. She breathed a bit easier with him out of the room, only to inhale sharply when he walked up behind her and kissed the back of her neck a short time later. She could feel the heat of his hands on her shoulders and the heat of his body through her robe as he claimed he enjoyed the smell. Was he referring to the coffee or her? She turned her head to look at him, not realizing how close they were. “Thanks.” she murmured, her eyes slowly caught by his lips…those same lips that had devoured her against a wall not too long ago. “Um…cream or no cream?” she breathed, feeling her heart pounding fiercely in her chest.

CharlotteCarrendar: “Cream..thanks.” Brock replied, gently massaging her shoulders, before releasing them and stepping back. He leaned on the centre breakfast bar as he watched her from behind. The robe was really a bit small for him in every sense of the word, and he folded his arms. “I have to say, I really like your place, Pan.” His voice was warm and deep. “I should really look into getting my own place.” He was impressed by her streak of independence, and of course…her ass. “By the way…your friends, they uhm…really look out for you.” <3>

LadyBelz: She nodded as she put a bit of cream in his coffee, hiding her disappointment that he’d stepped away. But he did look really good in the robe. It was short on him, due to his height and she got a good glimpse of muscular thighs and calves. She had to wonder if he was muscular everywhere else. His voice was warm and deep as he complimented her apartment. “Thanks. It’s not much, but it’s mine. And the neighbors leave me alone so it’s a win-win.” She turned and handed him a cup of coffee before taking a sip of her own. Warmth flooded through her as the caffeine hit her system and she sighed with pleasure. When he mentioned thinking of getting his own place, she cocked her head for a moment before standing up straighter. “Oh right, you still live with your family. That has to be hard if you want to bring a date home.” He spoke of her friends. “Yeah…they’re like the sisters I never had. Kali was the one who helped me get back on my feet when I first moved out here. Her husband owns this building and they let me live here, rent-free until I got my shit together. Once I started working again, I started paying them back what I could. Was shocked when I opened my door one day to see Kali standing there with my apartment lease in her hand. She ripped it in front of me and tossed it in the trash. I thought I was being forced to move. Scared the hell out of me. But she told me she and her husband decided to let me live here, rent-free. That was probably the first time I cried since my dad died.”

CharlotteCarrendar: It’s funny how when standing in a kitchen and enjoying a coffee after a night out like they had, that Pandora started to open up. And in a way that gave an insight that was not only of her friend’s generosity, but also how she came to live in such a fine apartment. The tale of Kali ripping up her lease made Brock smile. That had to be one hell of a shock and a surprise. “You’re truly lucky to have good friends like that.” Brock said, taking a sip of his coffee and then letting out a breath. He placed one hand back down on the counter behind him, the other hand holding the cup, as he answered her query about what its like living at home with family. Bringing dates home wouldn’t be easy. “Rule of thumb, I don’t bring girls home. For one my brothers would turn into lecherous hounds, and my Dad would do the whole…twenty questions. “ He actually looked embarrassed talking about it. “It’s kinda why I invited you out for lunch. Safer in a park, than at home.” <3>

LadyBelz: Ah! So that was the reason for the public date. She couldn’t fault him for that. “If you’re looking for a place, I could see if there’s any empties available in this building.” she suggested, not really expecting him to accept the offer. She felt the need to give him an option if he wanted it. She took another sip of her brew. “Your dad seems really happy with his new wife. If I’m not being too nosy, what happened with his first wife?” her voice was gentle and she truly was curious about Brock’s family.

CharlotteCarrendar: “She died not long after us boys were born. Dad raised us.” Brock said, point blank, his face showing no emotion, that or he was trying to hide the pain of never knowing his Mother. “Dad appears happy. To be honest, I really don’t know much about Tessa. Dad kinda keeps a close lid on his relationship, which is fair I guess, since he has been on his own since Mum died.” Brock gave a light shrug, feeling a bit bad he didn’t really have much to say about his Father’s relationship. As for the offer to find him an apartment, Brock gave a half smile. “If you could that would be great. I can afford about $2000 a month.” <3>

LadyBelz: She nodded in reply, feeling that this was a touchy subject. She’d never been one to pry into a person’s family business…not if she could help it…unless it was Kali or Simone. “I’ll talk to Kali tomorrow for you.” she nodded. She set down her cup and looked at the clock on the wall. It was a little after 2 in the morning. “Shit! I forgot what time it was. The laundry room locks up at 2. I’ll have to hang your clothes up in the bathroom to dry.” she groaned, setting down her cup. She padded her way into her bedroom and found his clothes in her hamper. She pulled them out and straightened them out before she took them in the bathroom and draped them over the shower curtain rod. With the heat on, due to the cold night, she closed the bathroom door behind her so that the clothes would dry. “I hope you don’t mind staying the night.”

CharlotteCarrendar: Pandora was right, it was after two and time had slipped away from them both. It was too late now to take his wet things to the laundry room, and it wouldn’t be a good idea to put the wet things back on and send him home. Watching her take off into the bedroom, Brock set down his own cup and followed her in, only to hear her ask him. “I hope you don’t mind staying the night.” It wasn’t that he minded staying, it was a question of where would he sleep. Approaching her, he stopped just shy and said. “That’s okay, but uhm..where would you like me to sleep?” He started to take off the robe and looked about for a pillow and blanket, if she wanted him on the couch. He looked back at her, as he hung the robe back on the door, only dressed in his boxers. His masculine scent would be pretty strong, being this close. <3>

LadyBelz: She turned around to see him standing there in only his boxers and her mouth went dry at the sight of him. She was right. He was muscular EVERYWHERE. Her eyes were drawn and caught by the bulge tenting his boxers and her mind went blank. She heard herself saying “You can sleep with me.” before her mind actually caught up to what she said. Eyes wide, she looked at him. Could he tell how much she wanted him in that moment. She was resisting…but he was practically naked and it was very difficult.

CharlotteCarrendar: “Great.” He suddenly cheered up, and then wandered around the side of the bed that was facing the window. He tore back the covers and then got in, making himself comfortable. Least he kept his boxers on. “I’ll try not to hog the covers.” Brock said with a chuckle, as he waited for Pandora to come to bed. <3>

LadyBelz: Shocked that he agreed and made himself at home in her bed, Pandora had to chuckle at his daring. But she was nothing but daring and had issued the invite. Nodding, she turned and made sure her apartment door was locked and dead bolted, dumping out the last of the coffee into the sink before turning out the lights. The rain made a pleasant sound against the windows and as she returned to her room, she slipped off her robe, revealing her semi-nude body to his gaze. It wasn’t often she had a man in her bed and she usually slept in the buff, but she was unsure how he would take that so instead, she slipped on a simple black nightie that had thin straps for the shoulders. Once that was on, she did what women the world over had been doing since the age of the bra. She unhooked her bra and pulled it from beneath her nightie, tossing it in the hamper. There was a slight chill in the air and her nipples visibly puckered beneath the material. Moving around to the other side of the bed, she drew back the covers and crawled in beside him, feeling the heat of him surround her thoroughly. She leaned up to turn out the beside lamp, plunging the room into a slight darkness, illuminated by the rainy night beyond the windows. She settled her head on her pillow, her back to him as she slowly began to relax.

CharlotteCarrendar: Brock watched every move she made. Fascinated as she went through her nightly ritual, till she was wearing nothing more than a simple black nightie with thin straps on her shoulders. She crawled into bed, as though he wasn’t there, and got herself comfortable. Brock rolled side on, as the lights were turned out, and he gazed at her silhouette in the dark. Reaching out, he brushed back her hair behind her ear, and said. “Sweet dreams Pan.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead, before easing back, and settled his head on his pillow, all the while watching her breathe. <3>

LadyBelz: She smiled in contentment as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. She had fully expected him to attack her while laying beside him, but he was really the perfect gentleman. She rolled over to face him and brushed her hand across his lightly stubbled cheek. “Sweet dreams, Brock.” she murmured. She settled deeper beneath the blanket, still facing him, drinking in his features as she slowly dropped off to sleep. The last thought on her mind before it too went to sleep was the fact that the girls were not going to believe that the two of them slept in the same bed, within touching distance, practically naked, without doing a damn thing. Simone, especially, was going to flip shit and she chuckled to herself as she fell into her dreams.