[ This was one hell of a change. On the upside, she wasn't going to possibly die if she didn't have sex within a certain timeframe... But she didn't want to belong to someone. Not here. That had been her life back home, striving to be the perfect girlfriend - the people pleaser. And she did that on the island to an extent, pushing herself outside of her comfort zone for the sake of someone else's pleasure, usually Tyler's. Wrapped in the paper gown, she does her best to make it look good. Pulling slightly, she helps it form to the curves of her body. She wasn't going to go out in public looking like she just got out of a hospital if she could help it.
She did still have the crystal collar around her neck, the last physical reminder of Amat. She'd freaked when they'd tried to remove it, the medical staff a little baffled by the lack of a clasp. Before getting on the train, she takes a risk. What's the worst that could happen? Might as well try it while still around medical staff in case she starts choking or just drops dead. Fingers dig under the collar as she takes a deep breath and pulls - crystals scattering across the floor. She waited to feel something, but it never comes. Looking down at the fragments of the necklace in her hands, she can't stop a laugh that escapes. ]
I'm not dead.
[ And oh god, now she sounds like a total crazy person. Great start, Caroline. Good job. She doesn't even pay attention to where she sits once on the train, almost landing in someone's lap before she catches herself. ]
Oh, sorry.
Nᴇᴡ Fʟᴇsʜ Lɪᴋᴇ ᴀ Gʟᴏᴠᴇ [ ooc: m/f preferred, but open to f/f for all nsfw interactions, kink list here. ]
[ Ever the social butterfly, she had no interest in staying in her shitty motel room and sulking. Especially with the changes in her life. She missed Elena and Brooke fiercely, and Bonnie. She missed the life she'd made for herself, not happy that she has to start over again... But this was going to be better. And she'd already gotten used to basically having sex with friends or strangers, so.
It's fine.
She'd learned to live outside of a relationship-oriented world, the power of casual sex even if some feelings had started to attach on her end. She could do this. She could prove to herself that she could do this. She would market herself as the best fucking sub this place had seen and she'd have people lining up. Throwing some caution to the wind, a mischievous smirk works its way onto her lips as she steps up to the Climax VR Headset. It really is an interesting concept and while she liked the idea of physical touching versus either just doing it on her own or not getting anything from it at all, this was a little outside her wheelhouse.
Looking at the other person, she gives a casual lift of her shoulder - smirk still in place. ]
I'm in if you are.
[ Later, feeling a little more relaxed at the whole situation, she bypasses the public sex machine - having had her fill of exhibition for the day, she stumbles upon Grandma Hattie’s Snacks and Sweets set-up. She shouldn't, she really shouldn't... But, it would probably be fine and she was a strong, independent vampire. She could absolutely get through whatever the cream puff she was holding could throw at her. Dipping a finger into the whipped cream, she takes her time enjoying it - attempting to look as graceful as possible while eating said cream puff. There really wasn't a way, but she'd managed to pull it off without completely covering herself in cream.
And it had been totally great. She felt fine. This wasn't so bad.
10 minutes later, she decided she'd been wrong. She'd been so wrong. She wanted someone's hands on her - all over her. She wanted-- no, needed to orgasm on someone's fingers. Or even her own, if they just wanted to watch. But she needed it hard and fast and now. Grabbing the next available person she finds, she does her best to not sound desperate... But, it's hard to keep herself in check. ]
I need a huge favor.
Wɪʟᴅᴄᴀʀᴅ
[ Go crazy or hit me up @ hoopskirts for something specific or questions. ]
Caroline Forbes | The Vampire Diaries 6x13 | Amat CRAU | Submissive
[ This was one hell of a change. On the upside, she wasn't going to possibly die if she didn't have sex within a certain timeframe... But she didn't want to belong to someone. Not here. That had been her life back home, striving to be the perfect girlfriend - the people pleaser. And she did that on the island to an extent, pushing herself outside of her comfort zone for the sake of someone else's pleasure, usually Tyler's. Wrapped in the paper gown, she does her best to make it look good. Pulling slightly, she helps it form to the curves of her body. She wasn't going to go out in public looking like she just got out of a hospital if she could help it.
She did still have the crystal collar around her neck, the last physical reminder of Amat. She'd freaked when they'd tried to remove it, the medical staff a little baffled by the lack of a clasp. Before getting on the train, she takes a risk. What's the worst that could happen? Might as well try it while still around medical staff in case she starts choking or just drops dead. Fingers dig under the collar as she takes a deep breath and pulls - crystals scattering across the floor. She waited to feel something, but it never comes. Looking down at the fragments of the necklace in her hands, she can't stop a laugh that escapes. ]
I'm not dead.
[ And oh god, now she sounds like a total crazy person. Great start, Caroline. Good job. She doesn't even pay attention to where she sits once on the train, almost landing in someone's lap before she catches herself. ]
Oh, sorry.
Nᴇᴡ Fʟᴇsʜ Lɪᴋᴇ ᴀ Gʟᴏᴠᴇ
[ ooc: m/f preferred, but open to f/f for all nsfw interactions, kink list here. ]
[ Ever the social butterfly, she had no interest in staying in her shitty motel room and sulking. Especially with the changes in her life. She missed Elena and Brooke fiercely, and Bonnie. She missed the life she'd made for herself, not happy that she has to start over again... But this was going to be better. And she'd already gotten used to basically having sex with friends or strangers, so.
It's fine.
She'd learned to live outside of a relationship-oriented world, the power of casual sex
even if some feelings had started to attach on her end. She could do this. She could prove to herself that she could do this. She would market herself as the best fucking sub this place had seen and she'd have people lining up. Throwing some caution to the wind, a mischievous smirk works its way onto her lips as she steps up to the Climax VR Headset. It really is an interesting concept and while she liked the idea of physical touching versus either just doing it on her own or not getting anything from it at all, this was a little outside her wheelhouse.Looking at the other person, she gives a casual lift of her shoulder - smirk still in place. ]
I'm in if you are.
[ Later, feeling a little more relaxed at the whole situation, she bypasses the public sex machine - having had her fill of exhibition for the day, she stumbles upon Grandma Hattie’s Snacks and Sweets set-up. She shouldn't, she really shouldn't... But, it would probably be fine and she was a strong, independent vampire. She could absolutely get through whatever the cream puff she was holding could throw at her. Dipping a finger into the whipped cream, she takes her time enjoying it - attempting to look as graceful as possible while eating said cream puff. There really wasn't a way, but she'd managed to pull it off without completely covering herself in cream.
And it had been totally great. She felt fine. This wasn't so bad.
10 minutes later, she decided she'd been wrong. She'd been so wrong. She wanted someone's hands on her - all over her. She wanted-- no, needed to orgasm on someone's fingers. Or even her own, if they just wanted to watch. But she needed it hard and fast and now. Grabbing the next available person she finds, she does her best to not sound desperate... But, it's hard to keep herself in check. ]
I need a huge favor.
Wɪʟᴅᴄᴀʀᴅ
[ Go crazy or hit me up @