Announcements: Cutting Costs (2024) » January 2024 Copyfraud Attack » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » Frequently Asked Questions » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Serious Anime Crossover Roleplay (semi-literate) » Looking for a long term partner! » JoJo or Mha roleplay » Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! » Long term partner to play an older male wanted »

Snippet #2811003

located in Camp Athens, a part of Camp Athens II, one of the many universes on RPG.

Camp Athens

None

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

Footnotes

Add Footnote »

0.00 INK

Image
xxxxxxx T R I N I T Y xx W A L L A C E
Image
xxxx Daughter of Ares | Out- fit | #461f4b

Image

She smiled when his arm came around her waist and he kissed her arm. “We can stay here and ignore the world for as long as you want. Or we can head straight to the infirmary.”

Staying in Wes’s cabin sounded like the blissful and the easiest option. No responsibilities, minimum room for error but also selfish and for that, she nudged him when he sat up beside her. “Don’t tempt me.” Although her bump ended up with her staying there, leaning against him. She sighed out softly.

“You're more than welcome to borrow a shirt or the shower.” She leaned away to look at him, but it only got better. “I don't really know what I have in the realm of food, or I'd offer to make you breakfast.”

Her mouth dropped open. “So you’re telling me this isn’t a five star hotel?” Trinity chuckled then guided his face to hers and kissed him. She met his lips hastily, apparently unable to do anything with full tenderness and patience. She let out a soft laugh again, stroking the nape of his neck. “Sorry, sorry.” He always eased her mind and she appreciated him , was grateful to him and adored him beyond belief. Yet she was always attacking him, even in affection. The poor son of Aphrodite.

“Now, are my choices between a shirt or shower or is it way too bizarre to have both?” She grinned, unable to help herself from teasing him. Trinity stood up finally and awaited instructions to a lend worthy top then hopped in his shower.

The water streaming from the showerhead worked like a soothing massage, making her tilt her head back and close her eyes for a moment, relieving the tension in her muscles. The cleansing it gave her body was overdue and so rewarding. Although the time for luxury was short-lived. She was too rough for the son of Aphrodite's cabin, too unrefined, plus it wasn't her resource to use. The thought of Wes waiting about moved her along promptly. No time to daydream, no time to experiment with body washes, just wash herself until she didn't smell too beachy.

It was all going along great until the water stopped. She forgot to grab one missing piece of the post-shower puzzle. “Wesleeey? Could you grab a towel, please?” she called. She positioned herself behind the bathroom door for cover. Even then, Trinity instinctively covered her chest with one arm and crossed her legs self-consciously. Not that she didn't trust Wes, it was more the state of being a vulnerable naked idiot in the first place.

When her towel arrived she peeked around the door and extended a hand out to make the exchange. “Thank you.”

A brief dry, oversized top, she was living the life. She was about to burst out of the bathroom and ambush Wes because she of all people really couldn't help herself. However, a couple steps out from the mark, there was a knock on his door that made her freeze. It could be anyone coming to Wes's cabin, none of them with a bearable face. She was in two minds: to flee or stay in view when the front door opened. Trinity chose the latter, awaiting the identity of the knocker, imagining she had to hold her head a little higher in triumph that she got to sleep at Wes's cabin and borrow the son of Aphrodite's top.

The moment she caught a glimpse of the male profile, she leapt out of view. Those Bane bulging muscles had to belong to Ares‘s son. Only she had to wonder what Liam was doing at Wesley’s cabin in the first place and why she, in a dress sized top, felt embarrassed. People wore worse for fun, this was a big baggy dress and she hadn’t done anything wrong.

Finally, when she regained her reason with a side of courage, she emerged for a second attempt. She rested a palm on Wes’s back to let him know she was behind him and glanced between Wes and Liam, then found Sloane in…workout clothes. Trinity’s eyes narrowed. This reserved girl, that chose her books and solitude on the odd occasion Trinity did even see her, was in a crop top. Something was up. Trinity offered Sloane a tight smile and wave, though maybe pleasantries were best left to Wes and she was best listening for now.

“This probably requires appropriate clothes,” she muttered under her breath. Whatever this was exactly. “I can meet up with you guys in a minute.”

She headed back in Wes's cabin and could be heard slamming a few of his draws in haste. She stepped into his shorts and pinched them at her waist height so they didn't fall. Trinity gathered her clothes from last night in her free hand then rushed to her own cabin. Not before popping a quick kiss on Wes's cheek though. “Thank you,” she told her superb host, and flashed another smile to Sloane and Liam.

If either Liam or Sloane needed a training partner or help then she was there. Especially after the shit Sloane took from her brother. As promised, Trinity was prompt on getting into training gear and regrouping with them. “How do we wanna do this, chief?” Trinity finished tying what was supposed to be a bun and glanced towards Liam before fixing her gaze on Sloane.

She was keen to find out what the brunette was made of and if it wasn't much, well, working with her half brother would change that. But Sloane...and even Wes in a sense were alien specimens to her. Trinity couldn't understand not making a stand for yourself and fighting back, it's all she knew. “Have you hit someone before, Sloane?” Evidently, she wasn't much for warm-ups and getting Sloane some muscle as much as she was interested in her fighting history and combat. Maybe she was jumping the gun and maybe the boys would disapprove of her lack of subtlety but for now, it was just a question and Trinity only cared for Sloane's reply.