#Painforcain
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"I know they're about to host a party for my birthday", mumbled Cain as he was beating another stage of the match three game on his phone as he was hanging upside down from the ceiling. "I want you to sabotage it." || @painforcain
"Your... Birthday?" Raven repeated, getting the eyes away from his Alice in Wonderland book.
His eyes darted around the room several times without seeing anything, a very puzzled expression on his face. Nonetheless, every thought disappeared as soon as he laid his eyes on Cain: stupid of him to still wonder about a being who was literally defying the basical rules of gravity right now.
"So, you're an Aquarius, I'm a Libra. There's affinity." he simply commented with a grin, deciding not to ask any further questions, which were more about the date Cain had picked than about the reasons why he wanted Raven to sabotage it.
"Let's see..." he mumbled. "Can you get your hundreds bodyguards out of our ways for a few hours? Just the time we need to board my jet... There are a few islands in the Pacific Oceans with literally one single cabin on them." He got out of Cain's bed to look at him. He tilted his head to reach the cealing: no lies, Raven would have loved to sit like that at least once, no matter how uncomfortable it looked.
"I know, I know... You are probably imagining indoor explosions, fire, chaos, Hell on Earth..." he continued. "But... If it could be something that won't get me another step closer to be mysteriously murdered for natural causes by your Inner Council..."
He took a break, imagining them on a tropical island. Silence, alcohol, weed and some bags of blood. Alone, truly alone for the first time ever.
"I'd love that."
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"Who gave you the right to have such a beautiful ass?" || @painforcain
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“Oh, I imagine a more religious man would say it was a god-given right,” Dorian quipped, running a hand through golden locks as he turned to appraise the creature who had dared to approach him. “I, on the other hand, acknowledge that it is mine and was given to me by nobody. Do you always greet strangers like this, or am I a special case?” Rarely had he met men who were so brazen. It was certainly a turn-on, if he was being honest, but the other had no business knowing that. Yet. A few more hours at this club, and perhaps he’d be more willing to play something other than coy.
#🖼 immortality of a portrait 🖼 c; dorian gray#🖼 collector of curios 🖼 v; antique shop owner#painforcain#pfffft thank you for this 🤣💜
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{{ dis is @painforcain ~🥰✨😌 such a cutie💋
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“Where did you get that scar?” || @painforcain
He tenses some at the question and his first instinct was to pull down his shirt more to hide his back, or hide the faded scars on his palms. Turning to the vampire and lets out a long sigh.
"My adopted mother, if you can call her that, thought she could beat the wickedness and devil out of me. It didn't work."
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Angel: look at my pretty boy, i could just devour you 💋
Angel: that mouth looks a tad empty though~😈
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|| Me when I saw this poster (luckily I haven't watched the movie): Who the hell saw the script and thought "I'm so gonna produce this masterpiece!"
One second later, this appeared in my mind:
Cain *high af, without even realizing he is speaking with a movie producer in his office*: ...And I want a zombies. And a christian pastor. And a lot of fire. What about you, Love?
Raven *twice higher than Cain*: Why do I see ninjas with katana swords.
Cain: Did you hear the man? Ninjas with katana swords. What about velociraptors, Love? Don't you like velociraptors? Everyone likes velociraports.
Raven: I love velociraptors.
Producer: That would require a budget of at least 20k dollars.
Cain: Raven, write a check for 35k. But I request that only real velociraptors are used.
Its time.
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[Try to break Raven's heart @painforcain /crack induced/]
"Your fashion sense is rubbish."
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"Quite bold of someone who has been wearing the same shade of Take me for a Happy Meal but don't tell anyone since I met him..."
#Crack induced#painforcain#Cain#[... Indeed Cain would have never said something so mean if sober... 🤣🤣🤣]
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“Oh i’m sure you’d love for me to do that, wouldn’t you?” Angel smirked as he squinted his eyes while looking at the smaller. “Is my darling brat feeling needy again?”
“Get your ass on the bed.”
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Cain half smiled as they were nearing the new year. Each second counted by the crowd around them, and even Raven looked so excited. The air was full of wishes and promises that the next year would be better than this one. As the clock hit midnight, Cain turned to kiss Raven's cheek, then leaned closer to his ear to whisper in it.
"I'm leaving you now. We're done. It's over."
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Another year, another countdown, another share of hopes and promises. Such a tease of life.
And yet, the last weeks had been very intriguing, exciting even. And Raven knew pretty well why.
The toxic, childish, annoying answer was standing right beside him in all his splendor. How well Cain had managed to get the worst out of him so fast, was still a mystery to Raven.
He leaned closer to Cain to get his cheek kissed, but there was something far more blood-freezing coming.
And indeed, Raven's blood froze for longer than expected. His heart missed a beat, and he hated when that happened: Cain never missed that detail, not once.
He wasn't serious, was he? Damn him.
Stepping away in a respectful way was the very worst ending possible. Moreover, at midnight o'clock of the new year, like a fairy tale. And surely Cain knew that well.
Oh, Raven was going to be in tears later, he was going to cry himself to sleep more realistically, but giving Cain any kind of satisfaction in their last potential moments together was beyond his whole self.
"What? What is over exactly? Whipping and chaining? Morning hangovers with rotten blood? Your pets' cocks accidentally ending up in my mouth?" He raised an eyebrow and smirked at Cain, like he did countless times in those past months. "If you look for me, I'll be crying all my tears sipping a cocktain on a beach of Tahiti tomorrow."
He looked away. Cain's dungeons felt safer and more welcoming than his crimson eyes right now.
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Rumors Spring to LIfe
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Their were rumors of another breed of vampires. Their were rumors that the first was Cain, son of Adam and Eve. Rumors. And being so fully against God and the Devil existing, Lestat had gone to prove those rumors to be just that.
And then he stood before him.
“You’re supposed to be the son of Adam and Eve? You don’t look like much.”
Lestat was careful, but that didn’t stop him from circling the younger looking man like a predator.
“You know...you look a little like a modern musician. Rock music at that. Perhaps a bit metal. I like the look. You could easily be one of my groupies.”
Lestat smiled, showing a bit of fang before giving a sweeping bow.
“I am Lestat de Lioncourt, vocalist for the band ‘The Vampire Lestat’, and you look good enough to eat.”
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Detention with Cain and whoever you pick 💋 @painforcain
Breakfast Club | @painforcain
“Well, this bites,” Billy muttered, scanning the detention room for any other unlucky occupants. Surprisingly, it seemed to be a pretty light day, with only himself and one other person condemned to endure an hour of boredom under the watchful eye of his homeroom teacher. Better than being alone, but still not ideal. He was about to sit down next to the guy when their jailer spoke up.
“Alright, Loomis, you know the drill. You can read or do school work, but no talking.”
“Yes, sir,” came Billy’s chipper reply, knowing full well that the teacher would be snoring in maybe ten minutes. Then he could grill the newbie to his heart’s content. Seconds ticked by, adding up to minutes, and before long, the dreary silence was cut by what could be compared to the dulcet tones of a lawnmower. Billy smirked and turned to his fellow student. “Sooo…what are you in for? I’ve never seen you here before, and I gotta admit, I’m curious.”
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"Come back to bed and sleep or else", Cain grumbled somewhere in the dark.
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Solanine wasn’t sure what was keeping him awake, to much energy? His brain wouldn’t stop thinking of things? Or maybe even thoughts of how he missed his mother..? Hmm..he wasn’t sure.
The blonde heard Cain’s voice echoing in the room, he must of woke up when Sol had slid out the bed. He spun on his heels and made his way back, crawling up to his partner and curling up beside him. “I’m sorry I woke you…” He whispered faintly, kissing Cain gently before relaxing his head against the ancients chest.
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“No fun..I’ve been dying to sink my teeth into something..” He huffed a heavy breath through his nose. “You should be laying down though..”
Kazimir was hesitant, especially seeing the condition that Cain was in. So weak…helpless..He could easily just feast away. He kept his head low and helped the other sit up, his arm stayed against Cain’a back for support. “Things went over the top this time..didn’t they?” The male mumbled.
—Though Kazimir could visibly see the damage his eyes trailed up to Cains face he couldn’t help but smirk at that little smile, he looked quite beautiful this way. So intriguing~ The scent of his blood tickled his nose, the smell was almost intoxicating.
“We must clean you up..or else I may have to taste you myself….”
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"I can touch you all you want~"
@painforcain [at the touch starved post. 😂]
Blushing face. "U-Uh thanks"
// xDD I love this so much!
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"You probably think about the fancy food you'll eat soon", Cain murmured as he rested his elbow on the table and his chin in his palm while Raven browsed the menu. Of course, Cain took him to a posh, first-class restaurant again... and the ancient found himself being mischievous once more. "While I'm sitting here on the other side of the table, imagining you fucking my throat~" | @painforcain
Raven slammed his hands on the table and bent over towards Cain. "Leave." he hissed, narrowing his eyes.
"This place has the best truffles of the region, I'm not ending up in their black list after you throw a tantrum when I won't follow you in the restroom to throat-fuck you in five minutes from now." He took a break, his eyes fixed in Cain's.
"This date is over. I didn't get into my best Armani suit for this. Get.up.and.leave."
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