Online Video Q and A with Tamara Seward

[scalpedsociety]

[As the video stream begins Tamara appears in a fairly casual dress with a shawl (granted her hair is still done well and her makeup is flawless on camera) she's casual, but not 'appear without makeup with her notoriously crazy hair loose' casual. Her laptop is parked near the piano in the penthouse and her mood is relaxed and generous to her fans. After all the craziness of the past couple weeks with Pride and the recent firings, she felt she owed the fans (and herself) something calming. She takes a sip out her cup of tea and begins, regal and warm as royalty and a mother should be.]

Hello there members and servants of the Court of Thorns and old fans of mine, welcome to my Q and A session. If you're curious about what tea I'm drinking today, it's rooibos and citrus green.

I know many of you are curious about behind the scene things with Crown of Thorns and possibly what I do off the keys. So shoot. There are almost no stupid questions.

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Re: screened----> private Webcam

[variaboss]

[ Webcam turns on and look at that amazing sixpack. Guess who's only in some jeans. He's playing dirty. ]

Should I be? That would mean I did something to be ashamed of. I see nothing scandalous about being attracted to a beautiful woman. As for asking you, I'm sure you didn't want me showing up at your door during your Q and A session.

[scalpedsociety]

[R U D E. Like he's already asking for some webcam playtime.]

Flatterer. And who knows, imagine all the articles and twitter mentions at Xanxus appearing on camera with me. You like attention, correct?

But I like this, us all alone on screen...

[What things they can get up to...]

[variaboss]

[ He could be ruder. He's actually being pretty tame right now. ]

It's not flattery when it's the truth. And I enjoy attention, but of all the attention I get, I want yours the most. The tabloids and the twitiots can go fuck themselves. I'm not making those assholes money with an amature porn.

[ A naughty grin ]

Unless that's your thing. If it's your thing, I'd totally make a porn with you. And I guess this is good. I can see your face while I'm talking to you. A lot better than just talking on the phone.

[scalpedsociety]

You sleep in a small mountain of groupies every night. Don't lie to me.

[With that dismissal, the shawl is taken off on camera, letting Xanxus see the first teasing bits of flesh. Her full arms.]

And who said I wanted to make a porn? I don't want random boys and girls masturbating over my naked flesh. I just want you to be doing that.

[variaboss]

[ What a little minx. He gives a little growl and then laughs a little reaching to adjust his camera slightly to give her more of a veiw of him in all his shirtless glory. ]

Not every night. Only on those days ending in the letter Y. I've got my harem hiding away from you right now, stashed under my bed.

[ He teases back and leans forward a little, that wry smile on his face ]

Really. You want me doing that, do you. You'd like to see that? But wouldn't you rather come here and partake in it yourself?

[scalpedsociety]

[Only for you, baby. <3]

Naughty, naughty. You must have a big bed to do that. [And she lets down her thick, rich hair for him on camera. Shakes it around for him.]

I only want to see if certain things about you are true. I saw you when you were injured but I didn't get a good look. [Also was distracted by the damage.]

[variaboss]

Huge. It's fucking huge. [ A pause. ] the bed. Though that is too. But even if it's huge, I'd make sure you feel nice and cosy.

[ he finds he rather likes her hair down. He wants to play with it a little. He's been itching to do that more and more. Play with people hair. Especially those with long hair. The longer the better. Why that is...he can't yet say. ]

Oh, you were peeking, were you? I should be insulted, but I'm not. Though I could tell you just buy the tabloid. There's one with a dick pic floating around. But you also get that fish bastard's pecker too.

[scalpedsociety]

[That 'fish bastard' is her son, but she's not going to correct him here. Like her, there's some things cello!son is best not knowing.

She leans forward, sliding off a strap of her dress hair covering an eye. Her own voice is crooning.]

Photos can lie you know. You want me to take it so badly, then show it to me.

CW - dicks everywhere very soon

[variaboss]

[ He doesn't know that. And even if he did, he doesn't care. He is the guy who made a death metal anthem to MILFS ]

Oh I know they can. The mosaic they used wasn't nearly the right pixilation for me. I was insulted.

[ A grin because does she think he won't do it or something. He did totally whip it out in public in front of a bunch of total strangers. Here, in the privacy of his own room, he's even more willing to let it all hang out. ]

Only if you give me some music to strip by. Sing for me, my sweet Tosca.

of course~

[scalpedsociety]

[Yes, but cares. And she doesn't know what the hell going on between you two. She doesn't wish to make it more awkward.]

Sure.

[She kind of thinks he has that thing called 'shame'. But she grins back at him and begins to sing.

Her normal singing voice is womanly, with all the experience a woman of her age would have, also sexy as all hell. (Also slightly enchanting, but Tamara isn't going to use that on him yet.) During that, she's teasing him, carsessing her own body with her graceful hands.]

[variaboss]

[ What is this shame thing she speaks of? Because he's got none of that. Mostly because he got her singing again. It's a pretty swinging song too. Slow and easy to put some fun moves to.

He'll start with a little slide off his bed and an adjustment of the camera and then a roll of the hips in those too tight leather pants. Then a turn and that broad scarred back. The brand that had once been there looks like it's been burned off by a larger burn, so it's just another scarred patch of skin on his body.

His hands slide down his sides and it looks like he's undoing his pants. He turns back around and plays with the button on the fly, hips moving in time with the music, flexing muscles just enough to be tempting. ]

You should sing more, my lovely Tosca.

[scalpedsociety]

[And she's transfixed, looking at his every move. She'll admit it... she kind of wishes there wasn't this screen, this... distance between them. She wants him right in front of her or she right in front of him and all the danger and lustful promise involved. She keeps singing but she can't quite hide the arousal in her voice with the last couple of lines.]

What a lovely
What a lovely
What a lovely way to burn...

[variaboss]

[ Her voice takes on that tone and he likes that it's because of him. It's a nice ego stroke. Too bad she's somewhere else and not here. Because more than just his ego could be stroked then. Something almost as big as that. Something she's about to get a nice eyeful of because Xanxus is one of those guys. The ones that don't bother with civilized things like underwear three fourths of the time. ]

I'd love to make you burn hot, bella donna.

[ And there goes those leather pants and yep... there's a lot of ego there and he's not even half hard. ]

[scalpedsociety]

Oh...ooohhh. It's really that... big.

[She's aroused, amazed, and kinda intimidated by that thing in-between his legs. How do women handle that? How do men handle that?]

[variaboss]

Of course it is. And if you were here with me, it'd be even bigger. [ Or at least full of blood and pointed at her.

He sits his ass on his bed in front of the computer again. ]

Your turn now, Tamara. It's not show and tell until everyone's shown.

[scalpedsociety]

How does anyone deal with being impaled by you?

[She was going to shut her mouth with that question, but the sight of that thing would make anyone speak their mind. Besides, she still sounds aroused at that question.]

It's only fair.~ Maybe you can give me a song?

[The other dress strap is lowered, and it pools down on the floor, revealing a small, curvy to nearly the point of being chubby, pale frame poured into a nice set of black lace underwear.]

I'd wear a corset but it's a lazy day.

[variaboss]

We work up to it of course. I might be an asshole, but I'm not just going to stick it on in. It's all about prep and foreplay with you got what I got. But also means I don't have any complaints.

[ He hums for a minute before he starts his own song. It's not Opera for once. His voice is a little deeper, a little more purring as he leans forward to watch. ]

You've got me in your clutches
And I can't break free
You're getting to be a habit with me
Can't break it
You're getting to be a habit with me

[scalpedsociety]

So you're good at entertainment before the main event? You really are an Incubus.

[It's an easy-going song, but there's enough life in it to shimmy and shake in a slow teasing manner for him. Winding those hips about for his crimson eyes, she turns her back to him and undoes her bra, tossing it away.]

[variaboss]

Of course. I have my pride and I'll be damned if I ever hear anyone bitch about my technique. It's just too bad that you're all the way over there.

[ Right, because a few floors down is soooo far away. ]

If you weren't, I'd be more than happy to give you a demonstration. I'd get you singing a whole different song.

[ His voice pitches a little lower when he bra comes off and he leans forward a little, resting his weight on his knees. ]

[scalpedsociety]

[She turns around for him, arms still teasingly covering her chest as she slowly slides one way from covering her breast and hooks on her underwear. Still covering her breasts with one arm.

The teasing must be getting nearly unbearable. Tamara's voice is unmistakably sexual.]

Do you want for me to take these off for you?

[variaboss]

[ There's a small burning look is his eyes that's probably even more intense in person than it is over the webcam. More than that, her little show has got him a bit excited. It's starting to get him hard. ]

You have to ask, Bella donna. You know I do. Though I'd like to take them off myself. Sadly, I am here and you are there, so you'll have to do it for me.

[scalpedsociety]

[She hears the strain in his voice and gladly takes them off for his eyes, as well as the arm covering her breasts. She adjusts the camera, lying on her side so Xanxus can see every inch of skin, every curve up front. It almost could be a painting.]

I could always turn around if you want, some say I look wonderful from behind too. [It sounds suggestive as hell, because it is.]

So, what do we do now?

[variaboss]

[ Oh, yes, she's beautiful. She's warm and plush and he wishes for all the world that he was over there. He wishes he could be over there to slide his hands between her thighs and get those full lips to part on pleasure. ]

You did say you only wanted me to masterbate to you. But I won't unless you do as well. That or you stay just like that and give me give minutes to get a robe on and down the elevator.

[scalpedsociety]

I guess that's agreeable. But you have to do something for me to get in the mood... tell me what you want to do to me. Spare no filthy detail, I love your voice and I want to hear it talk dirty.

[variaboss]

Spare no detail hmmm? [ He shifts in front of the camera and lightly runs a couple fingers up and down the vein of his cock. ]

I would lift you up and lay you down carefully onto your bed. I would touch you. I would press my lips to your every raise, your every curve. I would slowly find every bit of you that makes you moan for me. The tips of my fingers would learn your body and play it like my bass.

I would kiss you. Slowly. Hotly. I would kiss you as a man who desires the taste of your beauty. I would carefully spread you out before me and enjoy you for hours on end.