Azazel Cristoff Cizin [x] Species: Werewolf [x] Age: 29 [x] Rank: Alpha-Omega [x] Family/Pack: N/A Azazel is an original open-verse character created to be written into any fandoms. I have 8+ years roleplaying experience. I am completely open to all forms of roleplay. I very much enjoy writind, and I have been looking for anyone who would like to partake in some creating with me as far as storylines. The possibilities are endless.
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I TEXT YOU AND YOU NO ANSWER
stilinski-is-batman said:
I AM! ><
WELL HI! >.<; Gets on Skypes and talks to meh cause we gotta figure some stuff out!
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Az gasped when he found his lip being playing with, caught between the other's teeth, moaning and shivering as he fell into the press of the heated kiss even more passionately than before. It was addicting and intoxicating, feeling Liam surrounding him, and he wished that he could have stayed there forever with him.
The younger alpha licked over the crease of the professor's lips, arching some to help as Liam drug his pants down and off completely. He spread out his legs for the older man, fitting Liam between them as his own hand gripped at the other's clothing, blindly removing articles until he had the blond nude as well. Shudders ran through him as Li touched him, goosebumps prickling his skin as he gripped onto his lover, rolling his hips up once more. He wanted Liam more than words could describe - so he attempted to show him through his actions, his leg winding back around the other's waist and drawing him in closer, groaning as their heated, naked bodies pressed up against one another's.
Freezing || Liam & Azazel
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"I hope so. I sense a lot of.. tension. And melancholy. I can only hope everything will be resolved soon. It troubles me to feel such powerful but negative emotions.." He shook his head, sitting up some and gently carding his fingers through Hiro's hair again and again.
драгоценного ребенка || Az & Hiro
azazelcizin:
“Classes are fine. I had to drop one of them, but.. other than that - they’re all wonderful..” He nodded and smiled some, sliding an arm around her shoulders and holding her close, mindlessly running his fingers through her hair.
“I’m sure it will all work out, Azazel,” she murmured, closing her eyes as she rested against his side. “It will hopefully work out for all of us.”
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To say that this had not been where Liam expected his evening to go would be quite the bit of an understatement. Honestly, he’d figured he’d come home, disappear into the recording studio, play around with his guitar, drink himself stupid then go to sleep. Bright side of being a wolf? No nasty hangovers the next morning, so he’d still be good to go for class. But instead he’d ended up here, tangling together with Az on his bed while a fire burned low in the background and their hearts seemed to be in synch- another bright side of the wolf… Being able to hear another’s pulse from across the room.
A moan mirroring Azazel’s slid from Liam’s throat, forcing its way from him and into the air as warm fingers made their way beneath the waistband of Liam’s pants, the skin on skin contact there send electricity shooting from the point of contact all the way up Liam’s spine and back down… A sensation that had Liam’s hips rocking back into Azazel’s and the hand at the younger’s hip shifter so that his own fingers slid just inside the waistband of Az’s pajama pants, curling there and tugging lightly on the material.
Az whimpered softly when he heard Liam's moan, shuddering once more and pressing his hands down even more, fitting his palms to the perfect curve of Li's ass, squeezing his hands again gently.
Another soft sound left him when the older's hand slid down and dipped under his waist band, flushing at his lack of underwear as he rocked his hips up, inviting Liam to undress him, to have him, to take what he wanted, all the while letting his fingers knead against those perfect, muscled, smooth globes.
Freezing || Liam & Azazel
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The sound of his own name coming off Azazel’s lips caused something fundamental to shift inside Liam, and as if to show it outwardly he let out a low, possesive growl that was muted when Az connected their lips again in a heavy, deep kiss. Once more Liam’s back arched beneath Azazel’s hands, the feel of nails raking on skin sending a shiver down his spine. The hand at Az’s hip gripped it, fingers curled in and nails creating half moon shapes against the skin as he used that as a leverage point to pull the younger closer just as Az pulled Liam down as well. On cue, Liam parted his lips and slid is own tongue lightly against Azazel’s.
Azazel moaned and shifted at the sound of that growl that Liam let out, wanting it, wanting to belong to Liam, wanting Li to want possession over him. He shuddered and caressed his hands all along the professor's back and sides, gripping his shoulders and nape, clinging to and touching him almost desperately. Az willingly parted his lips under the gently prodding of the older man's tongue, welcoming it inside, moaning softly as he delved his tongue out to meet the other's, lightly sucking on the slick muscle once he had drawn it into his mouth.
Sliding his hands down a bit farther, Azazel pressed his fingers underneath the waistband of Liam's pants and boxers down to the last knuckle, flexing the appendages to grip gently, brow creasing as he moaned pathetically against Liam's sweet mouth. His heart was pounding in his ears, panting shakily through his nose as he arched up into Liam, rocking his hips the slightest bit, making it so obvious that he wanted.. needed more of the perfect man on top of him.
Freezing || Liam & Azazel
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A muted sort of sound escaped Liam when he felt Azazel shifting, something between of a moan of protest and a sigh of recognition as Azazel pulled him over top so that he was now lying over the younger wolf. One arm moved, resting elbow down against the mattress beneath them so that he could keep most of his weight off Az while the hand at Az’s neck slipped away, moving down the younger’s front and over his side until it was resting lightly on his hip, pushing delicately at the skin there. The professor’s back bowed slightly beneath Azazel’s touch, pressing them flush together while Liam kissed Az back just as leisurely, giving everything in return that he was receiving.
Azazel shivered under Liam's touch, arching slightly, trying to get closer to the older man as that delicate hand slid down along his side and stroked against his hip. "Li.." He whispered the other's name against the professor's lips, moaning softly before he pulled Liam back into an even deeper liplock, shuddering and lightly raking his nails up and down along the older's back. He gently slid his tongue over the other's lower lip then, pressing at Liam's back, wanting to feel more of the older wolf's weight on him, loving the way their bodies fit together.
Freezing || Liam & Azazel
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Automatically Liam leaned into Azazel's touch, firming up the contact between Az's fingertips and his own cheek... Because it was, unfortunately, addicting. "Azazel... I-" Liam started, but the words cut off in his throat as he saw the other leaning in towards him, a motion which sent off a spark of apprehension in Liam's body. This... This was something he definitely wasn't used to. Usually he was sure of himself. The kind of cocky, confident person that could damn near bed about anyone. But it was like Azazel just took all of that right out of him and left him nothing but a high school kid trying to figure out the way he felt about someone else. "Az-" He tried again, but before he could finish those warm, inviting lips were pressing against his own, and Liam couldn't fight it. He didn't want to... Instead he brought one hand up slowly, tracing over Azazel's arm as he did so, until it slipped into place at the side of the younger's neck and lay there lightly while Liam kissed him back, soft and slow.
Azazel let out a soft, appreciative sound when he felt Liam's hand caressing up along his arm and settling against his neck. It gave him butterflies - the feeling of Liam letting himself fall into the kiss with him, kissing him back so soft and tenderly. It made his heart sing.
Shifting some, Az gently, slowly, rolled over onto his back. He never broke the kiss, gripping onto Liam gently and pulling the older man on top of him. His fingers slid up along Li's back, drawing up the soft cotton of the other's wifebeater, fingertips caressing against the other's smooth, sun-kissed flesh. He slid one leg up, hooking it around Liam's thigh, the other leg slightly bent with his foot planted against the bed, the professor's hips fitted between the spread of his legs as he kissed Li slow and leisurely, as if they had all the time in the world.
Freezing || Liam & Azazel
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Liam’s eyes fell shut when Az’s lips found his chest and his grip tightened just the slightest bit. He was screwed and he knew it… Not that he was particularly willing to admit it, but Az had somehow wormed his way in past Liam’s walls and there was no way of getting him out again. So when Azazel asked that, Liam chewed his lip for a long moment before he finally opened his eyes again and met Azazel’s, looking down at him from where his head was propped against the pillows. “I don’t know.” He murmured, which while not necessarily positive was a lot better than the staunch no he’d been delivering before.
"I hope you don't shut me out again.." He whispered truthfully, leaning up on his elbow to look down at Liam, tracing his fingertips down along the other's cheek and jaw. "Please don't.." Az whispered so softly, searching Li's eyes for a long moment before leaning in slowly, stopping, hesitating, then leaning in the rest of the way until their lips brushed. Shivers shot through his body, little sparks, giving him the most unbelievable feelings all throughout him as he brushed their lips back and forth, small, love-laced kisses that were somehow more meaningful than the ones so desperate and deep from before.
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Liam did his best to control his breathing and heart rate as Azazel all but draped himself across the older wolf. He should want Azazel like he did, and he knew that. His instincts, were his mind clear at all, would have been screaming at him to pull away and sleep on the couch. But instead he shift and wrapped both arms around Az, holding him close and running light patterns into his bare back with his finger tips while a heavy sigh escape him. There was no fighting this, he knew it, so for one night… just one… he could give in and just let himself enjoy another’s presence, couldn’t he? Let it be something meaningful rather than a fling that’d be over before dawn? For just one night…
Azazel turned his head and pressed light kisses against Liam's chest, sighing happily and shivering, goosebumps spreading all over his body under Liam's soft, (dare he say it) loving touches. It had him relaxed and smiling with the most content look on his face, his fingers tracing out delicate little shapes along Li's chest and ribs. "Is.. Li, is this going to change in the morning..?" He bit his lip, tipping his head up to look at the older man with curious, almost fearful eyes.
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Hiro leaned into his side, sighing. She loved him, still, but was not in love with him as she was. Being close to him was relaxing, and it made her happier, despite the circumstances.
"How are your classes, Azazel? Do you enjoy them?"
"Classes are fine. I had to drop one of them, but.. other than that - they're all wonderful.." He nodded and smiled some, sliding an arm around her shoulders and holding her close, mindlessly running his fingers through her hair.
драгоценного ребенка || Az & Hiro
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"I'm trying," she supplied. "Some days are easier than others." She released him and moved to the couch.
"Terrible thing, this boy getting in the crash," Hiro said, staring down into her tea. "I wish there were more I could do for them."
"Well, you are going fantastic if I do say so myself.." He followed her over to the couch and sat by her with a smile, nodding some as the smile faded.
"It really is.. Hopefully he heals quickly and is able to get out of the hospital as soon as possible.." He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, shaking his head.
драгоценного ребенка || Az & Hiro
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