Thread Link: Birthday Boy[break]
Thread Type: Social; 2 pages[break]
Berry: Oran[break]
Berry Effect: Stage 1 -> Stage 3 [break]
Thread Summary: It's Killian's birthday, so Lex has a surprise for him that does not go beyond Proboards TOS

MAY CURRY:

• Pecha Berry - Unused (6/50)
• Aspear Berry - Dragonite learns Extreme Speed
• Noodles - Hatenna evolves into Hatterene
• Aspear Berry - Lycanroc forgets Roar and learns Accelerock
• Aspear Berry - Arcanine learns Extreme Speed
• Aspear Berry - Minior learns Confuse Ray
• Chesto Berry - Unused
• Oran Berry - Seel evolves into Dewgong
• Oran Berry - Pawniard evolves into Bisharp
• Aspear Berry - Oricorio learns Agility
• Oran Berry - Scyther evolves into Scizor
• Pecha Berry - Unused (7/50)
• Pecha Berry - Unused (8/50)
• Chesto Berry - Unused
• Magost Berry - Roserade learns Grassy Terrain and Grassy Glide, forgets Ingrain
• Pecha Berry - Unused (9/50)
• Wiki Berry - Unused
• Persim Berry - Galarian Rapidash's ability is now Patel Veil
• Noodles - Salandit evolves into Salazzle
• Noodles - Unused

He may be in control, but she’d give some resistance. It’s in her nature, she’s defiant. Submissive, but defiant. She finds what she’s looking for and is surprisingly met with a kiss afterwards. It doesn’t last long before a force pulls her back. Dominating. She answers his question with a wide smile, “Did you not like it?” more defiance, it makes her heart races in anticipation.

The bite is returned with vigor. This time she gasps, flinching under the mixture of pain and pleasure that comes with the mark he leaves on her neck. It doesn’t bother her, she is his after all. She moves her wrists against her restraints. She wants to reach out, grab him, sink her own teeth into his flesh, tease him in the ways he teases her. Frustration grows and is transferred into desire. Instinctively, she moves forward to press herself against him.

Killian Decker

It's a hell of a fight. One they're determined to win. Her muscles ache and threaten to give out but defiance is in her blood. She resists the urge, and fights. A red hot and knowing look crosses over to the Tauros. He pounds his hooves into the ground in fury, a loud bellow reverberating the air around them. He charges threateningly, waiting until she's close enough to lash out with a CLOSE COMBAT.

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Red Team Total = 5799

Assurance
Wild Charge
Double-Edge
Zen Headbutt
Close Combat
Earthquake

The fabric slips around her wrists, pulling taught and binding her. The rush is exhilarating. He’s the only one she’d willing give up control for. For her, the trust that takes is deep and real, a level of intimacy that’s hard to reach. Her shoulder shrug, pulling against the fabric to explore the bindings. If she is feeling mischievous, she’d slip them off, but these are too secure. She’s his.

She bites her lip, stifling back the gasp and moan that comes with his playful teasing. She doesn’t want to give him that pleasure quite yet. His lips give him away. His face is close, close enough to feel his breath. She smiles, “Does it matter?” a tease. Of course, she’s comfortable. She follows his breath, blindly turning her face towards him. Her lips seek skin, bearing teeth for a playful bite.

Killian Decker

Darkness shrouds her vision, heightening her other senses. She feels the water stir around her as he moves past her and to her robe. The soft muffle of fabric as the sash is pulled out makes her smile. What is he up to? Her head tilts, following what little sound she can pick up as he slowly makes his way back over. He takes his time; she grows impatient as she anxiously awaits his return. She’s compelled to turn around and search for him, but she remains still as commanded, waiting.

A push of the water behind her alerts her to his presence, but the brush of his lips against her neck makes her shudder. She sucks in an excited breath, lips curling into a toothy grin. She likes where this is heading. She obeys without a word, sliding both hands behind her back towards him.

Killian Decker

That seemed to catch his attention. He pulls back with a familiar grin. She’s seen it before, but it’s been a while since it has been this mischievous. Her grin is more so laced with curiosity as her mind runs wild with thought of what might be going on behind his brilliant blue eyes. She sips her wine too, tilting her head slightly as he sets his down.

A shudder runs through her body beneath his teasing touch, “Mmm,” she hums in his ear as is lips continue to move against her skin. She relishes in the feeling of him tracing slowly down towards her chest. His voice draws her out of wicked thought and she glances down at him with a smile, “As you wish, my King,” she purrs, sultry, teasing. She breaks away from him to take one last sip of her wine before setting it beside his. She moves to the edge of the spring where her robe dropped. Leaning partially out of the water she is able to grab the blindfold.

She can’t wipe the smile of anticipation off her lips as she turns back towards him. Lex stops when she’s close draws the dark fabric over her eyes, securing it with a bow.

Killian Decker

She smiles from against his shoulder and nods, “Yeah, I don’t think it will take us too long,” Especially when they both know what awaits once the bottle is finished. Lex peels back just enough to take a sip from her glass.

It takes considerable effort to remain still as his fingers caress her body. Every time they gently slide down her curves, she expects them to keep going, hopes they do. It’s the constant tease and denial that will slowly chip away at her restraint. It’s also patience that will make it that much sweeter.

“It really wasn’t easy,” she grinned, but she was also proud of how careful she had been. There were a few times she almost got caught and a few times she was certain he knew what she was up to. She had to go well outside their normal channels to make sure she was getting good wine from someone that wouldn’t snitch on her.

A smile crosses her lips as his meet her neck. It’s sensual, intimate. He pulls her closer, she holds him tighter, “Nothing planned. Whatever the birthday boy wants,” her smile it mischievous and playful. She breaks it with another sip of wine.

Killian Decker

The DROUGHT intensified the heat of the sun. Lex could feel it prickling at her fair skin. It would aid the fire-type in battle, but Clefable was protected against feeling the burn thanks to her MAGIC GUARD, if it came to that. Regardless, it would be difficult. Lex hoped the Clefable held up long enough against the Torkoal to be impressive. If not, then it would be thrown into some pretty heavy and ruthless training. The thief didn’t have room for weakness, not anymore.

A HEAT WAVE burst from the Torkoal as a blistering wave of searing energy. Luckily for Clefable, she had a pretty good speed advantage on the Torkoal. However, not nearly as quick as the pokemon Lex normally uses for battle. Speed was the thief’s main strategy, so working with a Clefable was going to be challenging. The Fairy-type, somehow, managed to leap to the side with a gleeful coo, letting the attack fizzle out into the air.

“Alright, let’s see what you can cook up,” The Clefable nodded, starting it’s METRONOME by swaying side to side. Its fingers soon follow suit, a perpetual smile pinching her cheeks. The concentrated energy manifested as a SLAM. The Clefable was catapulted forward by an unknown force along with a cheerful cry that sounded like “WEEEEE!”. The pokemon’s curled tail unfurled and grew in length, glowing a brilliant white. With a quick pivot, the tail aimed to SLAM into the Torkoal.

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Clefable DODGES Heat Wave
Retaliates with METRONOME (Slam)

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The wine runs across her tongue, bringing with it a similar feeling of home. Nostalgia creeps in. Memories both good and bad take hold. With Killian here, it’s mostly the good ones. Warmth, comfort, happiness, are all present now here with him and his mischievous grin which she can’t get enough of.

His touch draws her closer. A small, playful laugh escapes when she feels the pressure of his squeeze, “Don’t get ahead of yourself,” she grins, slipping a hand below the water and around his waist to pull herself closer, “There’s a lot of wine to finish,” she smiles before taking a sip. She creeps close enough to tangle their legs together and press her chest against him. She places a few kisses on his shoulder before answering, “Ohhh not too long, a month or so,” maybe a bit longer. It took more time than she thought to get a hold of the wine.

Killian Decker

Whatever tension is left from planning this quickly fades as the warm water embraces her. She sinks up to her chin, watching with an amused smirk as he discards his towel and slides into the water. She bites her lip, holding herself back from sinking her claws into him like a hungry Pyroar. It’s hard, but she restrains herself. That’s something exciting about the cat and mouse game they typically play. She does creep closer, meeting him half way as he brings over the glasses and wine, “Of course,” she smiles, sitting up straighter in the water to take the gasses from him, “I figured it’s been a while,” she mirrors his smile. That’s why she chose it, of course. She waits until he takes his glass before gently tapping her against his, “To the birthday boy,” she smiles, toasting to him and taking a sip.

Killian Decker

She smiles wide, the tension kept in her shoulders leaving with his reaction. Relief. He seemed to truly like it. He pulls her in and she wraps her arms around him in return. She tries to hide the excitement in her smile but it’s hard not to, “You like it?” he doesn’t need to answer that, she can tell, “No thanks necessary, it’s your birthday!” she leans in for a quick kiss before pulling away towards the stairs.

The robe slips off her shoulders and is tossed to the side. Where there would normal be a little black bikini there is, well, nothing. It’s a private hot spring, after all.

Lex glances back with a playful smile, “Join me?” she asks as she slides into the warm water and dips under to push her long red hair back.

Killian Decker

Every time a punch strikes, she prays he’ll let go. She hates this, hate’s punching him. She shouldn’t, she doesn’t feel much towards the man. Indifference at most, perhaps some resentment now. She stops as soon as she feel his grip slip from her wrist. A quick shove pushes her back and creates space. She’s grateful. She takes it further with another step back to shake out her hands. There’s an ache in her knuckles she doesn’t recognize. Her fingers flex and extend, but she doesn’t take her eyes off him. He’s a predator, she’s prey. He’d strike as soon as the opportunity arises.

THEO BECKETT