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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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History Always Comes Full Circle [Cereza/Open]
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 19, 2015 23:47:03 GMT -5
"Heh. I do like to make my dreams come true.."
After the girl had given a kiss of her own, he knew what direction this was leading to. He certainly didn't mind. He leaned toward the side and grabbed his drink, killing it off before those hazel hues settled upon Cereza's face again. Austin couldn't help but find her attractive.
"I always was the 'Take it if you want it' kind of guy."
His eyes would gaze downward briefly, taking in her form before he leaned in again, kissing at the left side of her jawline and up toward her ear. His left hand grabbing at her side before sliding around toward her lower back.
He still hadn't been quite so sure as to why he hadn't taken it the first time he had the opportunity. But this time, he so wasn't backing down. His lips would brush against her ear and he would whisper.
"Not going to lie.. I regreted not doing this the first time."
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 20, 2015 2:31:29 GMT -5
{ "Knuckles" } {The Fairest, The Huntsman} 'The night is young and full of sinners' ---------------------------------
-- Smirking at his comment Cereza shifted her positioning, bringing left leg up to rest against the couch so it made facing him far more comfortable. Looking him over Cereza never once denied that he was attractive. Two attractive individuals usually found themselves in these situations sooner or later.
"Oh yeah?"
-- Words like silk slithered off her lips as he clearly was checking her out. Maybe he was pondering his strategy on what he was going to pull off of Snow White. Her attire had been causal chic as some would say. A trendy long sleeve half shirt resting on top of her usual tank top. Denim jeans and brown knee high boots to top it all off. There were choices if one wanted to tease the entire way or just be assertive and go for the whole enchilada. Either way it was all gone in the end.
-- Cereza's held tilted a little to the opposite side of his kissing on her jawline feeling that oh so familiar tingle she tried to deny its wants so many times for so long. Deny the urge to take that plunge into a heavy world of pleasure. To bask in its glow and euphoria. What happened to her in her past was the reason for that itching tinge. She didn't want it to win, for West and Maverick - especially Maverick - to win. To have this thing over her, but truthfully they had in many ways. But something changed during her little vacation she pushed the point of giving a damn about it deep in the farthest regions of her mind.
-- That didn't mean she would always act but that there would be picky times she would let it be and this was one of them. His words regarding regret rang within her but that was from a time ago and right now it was nonexistent. She would not allow that to enter this moment. So many things she could say and any one could seem like a slip up of some kind. No she slipped up once that wasn't happening again.. maybe.. hopefully. How interesting the roles had swapped between the pair. They were mighty close the first time but maybe it was all supposed to be that way. Can't say they didn't have fun otherwise though.
"Show me that pent up regret then...."
-- She could've dropped words of wisdom or something snarky or even vain however she went for teasing. Sultry. Her lips were close to his ear as she gave a small bite and pull at his earlobe before leaning back enough to look at him again. With him having leaned in before her movements made her back touch the armrest in her seated position unless he held her up more rather than letting her lean. Cereza placed those gray's on his hazel's her eyes asking 'so what are you going to do?'. Teasing if not daring him with her glare and one word finishing her sentence.
"..Huntsman."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 20, 2015 2:54:55 GMT -5
Something about the way teased only made him want this even more than before. His eyes would close briefly, he could have made a comment but talking was no longer on his mind. His hand gripped harder as he pressed his torso into hers, keeping her back against the couch as he pressed his lips against hers once again.
A few kisses, his final ending with a small bite and pull before his lips brushed downward and found her neck again, his teeth nipping at her soft skin. Other hand would move opposite of his left, before trailing down to tug at the waist band of her jeans.
The warmth he felt was something he needed. It had been far too long since their last encounter and Austin was starting to remember why he had enjoyed this the first time around. He would continue to kiss after the bite, before his hands grasped harder and he rolled toward his right, pulling her onto his lap, before glancing at those pretty eyes again.
Austin wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, but he didn't feel like it was necessary to say. Instead of speaking, he would remain quiet as he held her hips, his thumbs dipping into her waistband as he leaned upward and pulled her closer to him.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 20, 2015 15:17:37 GMT -5
{ "Knuckles" } {The Fairest, The Huntsman} 'The night is young and full of sinners' ---------------------------------
-- Why talk when actions spoke so much more louder? Grant it she wasn't in the slightest bit tipsy this particular night compared to the last. She was more aware of her actions and the coarse she was charting. Truthfully it was him who placed the design on the coarse she just helped with the navigation after the ignition started. With him trapping her between himself and the couch she took in his lips returning every one of his kisses. It wasn't there first lip lock but it was different. The first was more of a prolonged peck while this was in the realm of a full make-out. When he bit and pulled her lip before he managed to get away completely she once more returned the favor.
-- The neck was a sensitive spot in many forms. A soft weak point to strike in a bout to cause harm. A place of pleasurable stimulation in intimate settings. She tilted her head a little more to expose her neck more towards his bites and kisses. She felt that tingle inch it's way through her body. The steady simulation of heat coursing through each corner. How long had it been since she felt the heat of another against her? Probably since the last time she was with Levi before that little 'spat' if one could call it when he shocked her with his confession then blended into another being and attempted to take her head off. Right now it mattered not. Right now this moment was what was on her mind. No regrets of any kind. No fucks given at all.
-- Cereza's grip tightened on his shirt the moment he gripped her and pulled her over. She aided in the pull by pushing up till she sat idly on his lap. A small laughter escaped in the process of the new positioning as they both seemed to stare at each other eye to eye. The feel of his hands on his waist and where his thumbs rested created a smirk on her face as she playfully flicked his lips with her tongue. Never taking her gaze off his while her hands moved down his shirt opening button by button- only three to be exact- as she gave a sensual peck with each she opened. Again her eyes never leaving his. However her right hand would slither down over his torso towards his pants purposely running across the lining before dipping underneath his shirt; racking her nails on his skin. Gray's remained lock on his hues staring at him with such challenging eyes as she pressed herself on his lap so he was supporting her more. After initiating the daring look she moved her head towards his neck, nipping and kissing - steadily moving down to the opening she created of his chest. Oh the sinner she was. Check.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 20, 2015 17:45:28 GMT -5
With every kiss and bite, he pressed against her body a little more, his hands gripped tighter as she kissed down his chest slowly, popping the buttons of his shirt as she moved. He would close his eyes for a brief moment as he felt her nails against his skin, driving that feeling of lust even higher.
When she had settled herself upon his lap, his hands had wasted little time in grabbing at the tank top she wore and pulled it up, with the half-shirt included, over her head before tossing them away. He would lean back admire her as she trailed lower, those hazel hues locked upon her form as his finger nailed prwssed into her flawless skin and dragged themselves upwards with a mind of their own.
It was clear to him she had a pretty good idea of what she was doing here, which only made the temptation grow. Thus far, she was pushing all the right buttons and Knuckles definitely did not want to stop. Austin didn't even know if he could stop if she wanted.
However, another idea popped into Austin's head as well. Why not re-live the memory later, you know? One hand remained against her low back, trailing upward as the other slithered into his pocket and pulled out his phone, a smirk appeatty ing on his face as he whispered and directed the camera toward Cereza.
"..Say cheese!"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 21, 2015 2:31:34 GMT -5
{ "Knuckles" } {The Fairest, The Huntsman} 'The night is young and full of sinners.' ---------------------------------
-- Lust was the driver of the night. Honestly Cereza hadn't shown up to the club with any intention of such happenings. She hadn't even considered she'd run into him. Sure she heard he was back but it was by pure chance and luck she actually ran into him. Following him to the room maybe she should've expected things to twist into what they were but all the same she hadn't. Well at least not just yet but who cared.
-- She released her kisses from his neck when he tugged her shirts off her form. If he never noticed before through her clothes he would certainly notice how tone she really was. Maybe even a bit more so than before. He might've not seen them yet due to her kissing as his skin once more but she had an old stab wound on the lower right corner of her abdomen and another in the meaty portion of her left shoulder. A dreamcatcher tattoo took up the middle of her back, while an array of musical notes were placed on the right side of her abdomen just a few inches from her navel. On the inner of each wrist held it's on markings as well - the right an Ouroboros, the left a tribal owl. Each had their own meanings but she wasn't about to describe each.
-- Temptation was the forbidden fruit. A delicacy of the sinners of the night. Its potency was strong and intoxicating. Her nails continued to graze his skin responding to his own doing. Her full soft lips kissed at the part of his exposed chest while her left started to open more buttons. Fair was fair. Her infamous hat sat idle on her head not providing the most interference yet. His shifting didn't draw her attention considering their path till he whispered a phrase.
"Hm?"
--Softly slipped through as she tilted her head just a little to notice the camera. If he snapped a picture it wouldn't be much but her face slightly covered by her white fedora. She could've been mad and it could've destroyed the mood entirely. Austin didn't know about her past. Didn't know what she was put through and what might be floating about. He didn't know her 'skill set' that he was soon to discover came from a unwanted experience. Something she so desperately tried to block out. To ignore it's existance and hold over her. That urge, that itch. The want, the need. That's what Maverick wanted to instill in her the most and it worked to an extent. However Cereza was taking a different approach in this case. She formed a smirk and looked at him square in the eyes.
"If you wanna have another remembrance at least make it a good one"
-- With that being said Cereza leaned in and captured his lips for her own, laying claim to them giving him ample time to capture that. With his shirt fully open her left now grazed his abdomen like her right previously did. Trailing down to his waistline till she was able to touch his belt - toying with the prospect of unbuckling him. Austin would be able to feel her grin into his lips indicating not only the fun she was having but the teasing. She wanted to see more or what he was going to do. Would he continue being assertive and lead or would he follow?
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 21, 2015 12:07:59 GMT -5
Austin had continued to admire her body, the tattoos were another turn on for him. He didn't know why exactly, but he found the tattoos to be sexy. But he wouldn't spend all his time simply staring. He wanted much more than that.
"Don't worry, baby. Not like I could forget this if I wanted too.. Heh."
He had snapped a few pictures with his phone, before setting it down at hia side as Cereza unbuttoned her shirt completely, his lips sinking into hers as she went to kiss him, his tongue looking to slitering it's way into her mouth as their lips embraced. He could feel her fingers fiddle with his belt and her lips upturn slightly.
But she would only have control for a few more seconds, before Austin shifted his upperbody forward and put his lips to the side of her neck again, those muscular arms of his wrapping around her body as he pulled himself a little closer, using his left arm to sweep the remainder of her drink and his, completely off the coffee table, before his hands slipped down and grabbed her ass through her jeans.
Lifting her, he would move her back and plant her down upon the table, laying her flat as he rest himself upon her. Sucking at her neck before pulling away with a nip and slowly working his way down, from her neck to her colarbone, his hands sliding upward as his nails brushed against her skin. His lips eventually finding the center of her chest, kissing between her bra as his hands lifted to squeeze at her breasts.
His tongue would flick out as Austin continued south, tracing a line down across her beautiful body, down to her navel, brfore he started kissing lower, toward her waistline, his hazel pupils glancing upward to meet with Cereza's as his fingers curled around the material of her pants, he would harshly tug and yank them off, before throwing them somewhere behind him with a smirk on his face.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 21, 2015 20:21:17 GMT -5
{ "Knuckles" } {The Fairest, The Huntsman} 'The night is young and full of sinners.' ---------------------------------
-- Once upon a time taking those pictures might've mattered. The situation was entirely different back then though. It was completely against her will. A distant yet close memory that had no business dwelling within her mind currently. One thing Cereza hated to do was dwell on anything and when she did it caused a great irritation on her part. To avoid such unpleasantries she enveloped herself in the idea of the journey into the night.
"I know you won't."
-- Cereza spoke through a brief break in the kiss with a high air of confidence. She was more than sure of herself, whether that was a good thing or not considering the reasoning's behind her certainty was entirely up to her. Deep down in the pits of herself it wasn't but it was a part of her now right? She didn't have to embrace it but every now and again she did without prejudice. Her lips continued to find refuge in his own. Engaging in the tango with his tongue.
-- The funny thing about him assuming control was Cereza actually wasn't looking to spearhead the adventure. She wasn't looking to be the dominant one however didn't mean she wouldn't play a game of tug of war every now and again. And so the shift from the playful foreplay to the steady crescendo initiated the moment he pulled her in tighter. The shattering of the glasses hitting the ground signaled where she was about to find herself. Her arms scooped under his as her short nails dug into his skin and she chuckled again with a soft moan when he lifted her from her rear and placed her against the table with a light thud. As he did what he did her skin crawled with anticipation. The light feverish feeling slithered around her form. Her arms moved naturally from under his to both placed on his back, nails raking as he went further with his trail.
--In the midst of it all she managed to subconsciously kick her boots off. She bit her lower lip giving the smallest arc in her back. Feeling the tug on her jeans she glanced at him meeting his gaze before they were gone with a rough pull. Lust, temptation, passion, sin were strong devices. The scars he briefly saw on in inner thighs that year ago were fully exposed once more. Usually she cared immensely. Was extremely self-conscious about them it's a big reason as to why she didn't wear short skirts that had the potential to raise at any point and reveal such disgrace. In these instances when the sin overpowered the insecurity - insecurity something one would think she'd have about her body but naturally it was bigger than the surface - it was usually tossed to the wind. Upon her pelvic line towards the right just a bit from her navel he wouldn't be able to see it in full bit the marking of a craved letter peaked from the top. It had the makings of looking like a 'M'.
-- Cereza smirked back reaching up rather swiftly with her right hand catching a hold of his open shirt all the while pushing herself to sit up having him between her legs. Tugging on his shirt to pull him into her lips and take them for her own lustful pleasure. Just as rough as he yanked her jeans off Cereza pushed the shirt off him and tossed it somewhere to the side. Hands slipped under his once more finding a home on his back. Her lips pulled from his with a bite as she moved to attack his neck. Was it mentioned her hat magically stayed on the whole time? Well until Cereza removed it from her head and pushed - not tossed - it from them. Her hats safety was important, don't judge. She never let go of her assault on his neck until she pushed him back so his back would hit the brim of the couch. She wouldn't let him go alone, falling with him to sit on his lap again but not by much. She started trailing like he did to her which put her on her hands and knees, but stopped just at his navel with a flick of her tongue. Gray's turned up towards him washing over a most mischievous and sultry gaze. They wouldn't move as she went to unbuckle his pants with just her right hand. There was something else in that gaze, it was that challenge she issued before. Purposely pushing and testing the waters with him. Once unbuckled she kissed as his navel again. The night was eventful. But one thing was for certain she'd make sure he wouldn't forget.
♥ Fade Out ♥
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