Frozen RP
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:31pm
Thread Topic: Frozen RP
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Thank you, Phoenix.
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Same question as Dark.
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your welcome
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The question?
Well, you have to put it so people can know who you are.
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Hello? Phoenix?
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*sighs*
*is very bored*
*is currently waiting for phoenix* -
People know who you are by what name you roll as and your character sheet. Of course, adding a picture can help and improve the character, cosmetically, by a major bit, but it shouldn't be required.
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Im back
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420 purge it NewbieIt is well known that Kristoff was never a people person. When you're raised by trolls, people normally tend to keep away as much as possible. Kristoff didn't mind, though. He didn't need another person to keep him company. Now, he isn't saying he doesn't enjoy it. Anna, Elsa, and Olaf were very dear friends of his, and he did enjoy their company. Yet, he sometimes wanted alone time. Just him and, well...
Sven.
He had known the reindeer since he was little. They had done everything together. They went sledding, fishing, hunting (that was always in an awkward silence), and they carved ice together. No one could replace his buddy. No one.
Kristoff sighed as he saw Sven look towards the woods longingly once more. The calls weren't lost to either of them, and Sven looked kicked with each one. Kristoff knew he was suffering, but he just couldn't bear to let Sven go out. He didn't know why. He knew that Sven would come back. He knew that Sven could take care of himself. He knew. He knew all of it. Yet, he couldn't let Sven do it. Why? Why won't he let Sven go out?
Kristoff looked at the lonely reindeer in its stall. He sighed once more as he laid down a new foundation of hay and straw. Winter was coming back to Arendelle again, and he wanted Sven to be as warm and comfortable as possible. It was the least he could do. He hated seeing Sven sad. He grabbed a carrot and held it out to his buddy. The reindeer just looked at it forlornly and nibbled a small bit off. Kristoff frowned as he bit off a piece himself. He didn't know how to fix this. His friend, his best buddy, was struggling, frustrated, hurt, and confused. How was he supposed to fix it? He wasn't going to let Sven out. He knew that, but what else could he do?
This was pathetic. Here he was, Kristoff, the man raised by trolls, and he couldn't solve a stupid problem about his reindeer and mating.
Wait. Maybe he could...No. No, that was wrong. But, the trolls did say love was love...But, he was a human...But he was a troll. He looked at Sven sitting in his stall, and he knew he couldn't let him suffer like this. He needed release. Kristoff loved Sven too much to make him go through that. He loved Sven, and Kristoff was going to show him that.
Sven thinking he was just putting hay down did as he told. He stood still as Kristoff entered his stall. He was confused when he noticed that Kristoff didn't have hay, and made sure the man knew as much.
Kristoff seemed unsure of himself, and this worried Sven. Yet, he stood standing to prove his loyalty. He then felt a hand on his member, and he grunted in confusion and backed up, flustered and scared.
Kristoff expected this would happen, and he wasn't to worried. He approached the reindeer again with his hands up, palms forward. He looked the reindeer in the eye as he did so. Sven made no movement to leave, but, instead, eyed Kristoff as he approached, almost expectantly. Kristoff once more put his hand on the reindeer's member. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he started to rub. The reindeer hunched its shoulder up as he did so. Taking this as a good sign he continued. He put his other hand and scratched the reindeer's ear. Sven had always liked it before, so why would it be any different? He looked down as he noticed that Sven was beginning to unsheathe. He rubbed harder, and moved his around Sven.
Why was he getting something out of this, though?
Kristoff could feel his own rising at Sven's obvious pleasure. It was starting to harden and throb. He wasn,'t sure what to do. He now had an obvious tent from pleasuring his friend. He was sure Sven noticed it, as well. He decided to ignore it, and continued to rub off his reindeer. His arm was starting to get tired, so he switched. He went harder this time, and rapidly moved his hand up and down. Sven could only grunt and whine in pleasure. He let out a long, loud whine as he finally released. Sven moved his head, so that he could clearly see his friend, his owner.
He knew that Kristoff had been aroused at the sight of him. He figured it was natural. When you pleasure one, you are destined to feel your own pleasure. He wanted to help Kristoff as he had helped him. He nuzzled the tent, and watched as Kristoff shuddered and nodded in understanding. He pulled his pants down as he moved to the back of the stall.
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