( open ) give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

[alfa]

who: Owen Grady & YOU!
what: a general catch-all for the month of August, including a zoo prompt and fun times beyond the walls, among other things
when: August
where: various places, in the Quarantine + beyond the walls
warnings: nudity and sexual content in one thread


I ▹ THE LION SLEEPS TONIGHT

[ Having vast experience with dealing with some of the deadliest (if supposedly extinct) animals who walked the Earth has proven to be pretty helpful at his new job. Most of the animals at the zoo are pretty tame by comparison, but still Owen's not so stupid that he'll underestimate any of them— even the supposedly friendlier and more harmless ones.

He gets to work with various animals here, so it'll be easy to run into him doing a myriad of tasks, whether it's mucking up enclosures or feeding animals. He has a little more in-depth interaction with some of the animals, such as the ostrich-looking birds, tall and bulky, with long strong legs that could probably kill a guy with a well-aimed kick. Or at least break a lot of bones.

They don't seem intent on attacking Owen, but seem to be very interested in the bag of treats he's carrying, following him around the enclosure and trying to poke their big beaks into the bag. Owen doesn't seem particularly scared, swatting a hand at their heads as he pulls the bag away. ] Hey! Don't be an asshole. There's plenty for everyone.

[ Or, for a more exciting experience, come by the reptile area and see him attempting to help the alligators as they suffer through the intense heat during hotter days. He's pretty sweaty himself, shirt sticking to his back and all, but he doesn't seem to be too worried about that. The alligators barely seem interested in moving, but Owen tries to goad them into eating some meat, throwing large pieces at them, hosing them down with cool water even as they lay down in the shade. Big jaws there, and big teeth too, but Owen isn't overly concerned even when they open their mouths in his general direction. It's too hot, and he'd put up too much of a fight. Not worth the trouble. ]

II ▹ MAN IN THE WILDERNESS

[ Other than the zoo, it's beyond the walls that Owen spends most of his time. He likes it out here a lot, despite the various warnings of the dangers. He's taken Loki's offer a number of times and has been spending some nights at his cavern near a creek, which is where he goes to bathe. He might be in the wild but that's no excuse to stink up the place.

But other than that, he spends a lot of time exploring the forest, walking along the river, climbing up trees here and there to get a better view. He's excited to meet any wild creature out here, whether or not they're supposedly dangerous, and he also trudges through the forest collecting various small lizards, all perched up on his shoulders or tucked into his pockets. He's making friends, okay. ]

III ▹ WILDCARD

[ Despite enjoying the wilderness most of all, he doesn't turn into a complete hermit either. He can be found around the Quarantine often, whether he's looking for supplies for camping or for the animals at the zoo, or a place to have a nice cold drink. He also needs some new clothes so he'll be looking into that— light and comfortable pieces he can wear while out in the wild, preferably.

He also still has his room in communal housing, and he stays there sometimes too, so he's not exactly a complete stranger to the other residents there, nor is he the unsociable and unfriendly type. He likes having his own space, but he also enjoys good company at times. ]

Comments

[backwaterbelle]

[He's the definition of sweet torment with the way he explores seemingly every inch of skin, thoroughly tending and teasing her breasts with a variety of sensations, enough to keep her focus shifting while completely focused on every change in his touch. Oh and that brief arch? Torture as her body tries to glean more than a slight brush of heat, and she growls softly in mild frustration, wanting to feel him pressed against her again.

But then he goes again, distracting her with that talented mouth of his, leaving her to pray and hope he's even more talented when he finally dips between her thighs to where she aches for his attention. Shamefully to a degree except she's not an insecure woman. Her back arches and she squirms when he hits a spot that's more ticklish, her face often showing wisps of wistful expressions at the feel of his facial hair tickling over her skin. It's a deeply rooted positive feeling that's triggered by it, by a history she's compartmentalizing.

The nip earns a rough, low laugh as she meets his dark gaze with one of her own, her green yes vibrant and swirling with pleasure. Her fingers curl though his hair as she catches her breath, mixing the gentle trace of nails with something more akin to a massage as she indulges in several moments of enjoying the view.

She shivers again at his voice and heat of his breath against her air chilled skin, licking her own lips as though she hungered for him, or perhaps to return the favor.
Likely both. Finally, she does as he suggests and leans back against the rock, trying to find a moderately comfortable position.]

[alfa]

[ It's a matter of choosing, really, because he can't give her both right now. He can either press himself up against her, or he can continue to work her with his mouth, and the way things are headed, he's got a feeling she prefers the latter, even if his own erection remains neglected between his legs. He can live with that for now.

His eyes stay on hers while she watches him, tongue and teeth slowly and aimlessly moving across the skin of her navel, the coarse hair of his stubble scraping against a spot of skin just above her sex. He doesn't move any lower, though, partly because he'd have to bend himself into a slightly more uncomfortable position, and partly because he'll take her lying back as a sign that he can keep going.

But he doesn't waste any time at all when she does lean back. His hands round her thighs from the inside, shifting her legs just slightly, and his mouth quickly finds its way between them, the tip of his tongue pushing between her folds and moving in a couple of slow, thorough strokes, from the base of her slit to the sensitive spot right at the top. ]

[backwaterbelle]

[Logically she knows and understands that he can't do both, but she wants so much now that she can finally feel another's skin against her own. She's a kid in a candy store and thankfully he's making the choice for her, and it's definitely the right one. Damn she loves the feel of scruff against her skin, always has, and her back arches while her breath hitches as his mouth moves further south.

Yes. She definitely prefers the latter.

Not only that, but she's quite liking how once he has permission, he's a man of action and confidence, not hesitant or bashful about the business of pleasuring a woman. He's definitely a man who knows what he's doing, and her body visibly appreciates this. Beyond the water from the creek, his tongue finds her wet with desire, something that's clearly his fault. There's a soft, almost whimper at that first stroke, and it shifts into a groan on the next, her back arching in encouragement. Attending to her clit produces a gasp, her body shuddering as a wave of heat splashes through her.]