Delivery for Jack Maple

will-never-be-a-swan:

wrapped-in-shadows:

will-never-be-a-swan:

Having seen his post about the ribbon and blushing over it for hours afterward, Katelynn tried her best to give him what he wanted. Undressing down to complete nudity, Katelynn bound ribbon around her petite form, moving it between her legs and around her breasts, tying it into a rather pathetic ribbon in the front. She had purposely picked a day when she knew he wouldn’t be tired to present herself in such a way, tucking herself on one of the beanbag and waiting for him with a nervous smile.

Jack had gone out for an hour or so to run some errands. His new commission from Ezayne was still in the sketching stages, but he’d already had many ideas, and had picked up more paint and some new brushes. Experimenting with new techniques was one of his favorite parts of the job.

When he opened the front door, however, the sight that greeted his eyes nearly made him drop his purchases in shock. His throat twitched as he struggled to find words.

“Katelynn? Wh … what are … ?” A purple blush was spreading rapidly across his features. She must have read my blog.

Pleased her as it did to see his reaction, it still caused her entire body to flush, the color spreading like wildfire across her pale skin as she dropped her gaze a little. She was trying her best to be sexy for him as they hadn’t been together in such a way for over two months now and part of her felt guilty for it.

Running a finger slowly over her thigh in what she hoped was an enticing, flirty manner, Katelynn’s chest rose and fell with her bated breaths, chest pushing against their restraints. “I just…wanted to surprise you and be s-sexy for you,” she admitted lamely, feeling her body heat up even more.

It’s what he wanted, right?

Jack bit his lower lip as he stared at the very tempting sight on display before him. The colorful ribbon contrasted nicely with Katelynn’s skin and hair; it made him think of the way their skin tones contrasted when he touched her. And the way it only covered a few strategic places was, in a way, more exciting than just seeing her naked would have been (not that he didn’t enjoy that, too!).

“W-well, it’s working,” he said, with a soppy grin. “J-just a moment, let me put these away …” He hurried to quickly put the art supplies where they belonged, then came over to the beanbag.

(( o3o You have become Jack when you rp him XD I squeal every time I read his threads and my inner Katelynn feels like he’s returned to her thanks to you because you keep him so IC with how he handles situations and the slight growth you’re giving him. He seems to be trying his best to socialize more with the right kind of people XD Little by little he’s gaining strength and bravery and you’re really bringing it out of him :D))

[[ Eeeeeee, thank you, Inu! ^__^ It means so much to hear you feel that way, since the character was, in a sense, created for you, and I want to be sure he remains IC. And I like being able to have him interact with more people – I’ve always loved reading about him, so it’s fun trying to think out how he’ll react to different characters and situations 😀 I’m very, very glad you approve! ]]

wrapped-in-shadows started following you

madame-enigma:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Jack blushed again, though not as strongly as before. “I w-wish. But there’s a few pieces on display right now, and some of my works are on t-tour outside the city right now, though.” He reached into his pocket, and pulled out one of his business cards. “You c-could also check out my blog, if you like.” He thought about mentioning that he took commissions as well, but if Engima wasn’t a ‘socialite’, she probably wouldn’t be interested.

She took the card with great delicacy, as if afraid to rip the item apart and displayed a gentle smile to appear less intimidating, ” I’ll do just that. Thanks.” She peered down and started to read off the information. The first thing she was going to do was for sure check this out and with it all memorized shoved the paper into her pocket. ” Anyways I’m sure it’s lovely. I’ve heard that it is a proven statistics that the most reserved people are always the ones that are the most imaginative and creative. Can’t wait to see if that theory is right.” 

That got a smile out of him. “Well, if it is true, I guess I m-must be very imaginative and creative.” He gave her a polite nod as he turned to go. “I hope you enjoy my work. And you don’t need to worry about being a ‘socialite’ to visit the gallery. They’re open to everyone. Art s-should belong to the world,” he added, with a weak chuckle.

wrapped-in-shadows started following you

madame-enigma:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Jack gave a small nod. He felt a little bad now for flinching; Enigma couldn’t have known about the issues he had with personal space and meeting strangers. Still, having her keep touching him wasn’t really making him feel better. “All right. I’ll r-remember that.”

He tried to change the subject. “I don’t know if y-you’re interested, Madame Enigma, but I’m a painter by trade. H-have you visited the gallery here?”

” No, I haven’t. I’m also not what you call a ‘socialite’ to add. Like I said, mingling is very new to me.” She chimed with a burst of energy as her hands clasps in earnest plea to invite her to one. She was always willing to try something new if given the chance. ” Though I would love to see some of your work. I bet it’s the talk of the town, huh?” 

Jack blushed again, though not as strongly as before. “I w-wish. But there’s a few pieces on display right now, and some of my works are on t-tour outside the city right now, though.” He reached into his pocket, and pulled out one of his business cards. “You c-could also check out my blog, if you like.” He thought about mentioning that he took commissions as well, but if Engima wasn’t a ‘socialite’, she probably wouldn’t be interested.

wrapped-in-shadows started following you

madame-enigma:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Jack barely kept himself from flinching as Enigma socked his shoulder. Even if it was a light, playful punch, it brought up bad, bad memories. “… Erm, thank you. We intend to.”

He didn’t like this person much so far, but thanks to a recent encounter, he knew that “blue puppy babies” were a very real possibility in his future – it didn’t bother him as much as it would have. “I don’t believe I caught your n-name?”

” It’s Madame Enigma. Enigma for short; find it rolls off the tongue a lot better.” She finally put two and two together. The grove in the middle of his brow showed his displeasure. As she went back to his shoulder to give a apologetic pap as if to ease the spot that she impacted. ” By the way, if I’m doing anything that’s bothering you, please let you know. I’m always up for some critique once in a while. Truthfully, I’m still sort of new with mingling.” 

Jack gave a small nod. He felt a little bad now for flinching; Enigma couldn’t have known about the issues he had with personal space and meeting strangers. Still, having her keep touching him wasn’t really making him feel better. “All right. I’ll r-remember that.”

He tried to change the subject. “I don’t know if y-you’re interested, Madame Enigma, but I’m a painter by trade. H-have you visited the gallery here?”

codename-sinner:

((Finish Inu’s first commission. A Maple Family Photo. Gail, Ulric, Jack and Katelynn. Very pleased with it. Gonna work on Vampy’s tomorrow after the cramps subside.))

[[ It came out beautiful, Sinner! 😀 So much beautiful blue. And you can really see how the kids inherited a mix (and different mixes, at that) of their parents’ features – it makes it seem very real.

I love it :DDD ]]