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closed for;; @askbigbrolucifer plot;; ephraim became obsessed with your character, convinced they're meant to be together, and drugged his coffee, planning to offer to "take him home" only to kidnap him.

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Ephraim knows that what he is doing is wrong even as he does it, slipping the drug into the man's morning drink. He comes in pretty regularly, and he's just... nice.

He's always polite and not friendly, exactly, but kind and patient, and just so different from everyone else in Ephraim's life, and he seems lonely, too. Ephraim's never heard him talk about friends, and he rarely mentions family. Ephraim can be there for him, he just needs the man to understand that.

So, he drugs his drink, and then comes up with some sort of excuse to go on a break, his ears practically ringing as he follows the man out the door.

[sylvora]

Forever and Always - @askbigbrolucifer *CLOSED RP*

Yoru was a prince, that word felt like a stab to the heart….was…he no longer held that title and it made his heart break in two. His family had been dethroned and he was banished, he had fought back and something went entirely wrong, he couldn't figure out where he was, it was a strange place full of giants, not the giants he was used to but giants with weird clothing and the buildings looked odd and the smells everywhere reeked of chemicals. He could hardly fly he was weak his wings struggled to lift him, and he had no clothes as they disintegrated in the journey between realms. His body had scrapes and bruises from the rough landing and he was worried he'd starve or freeze to death but luckily he would either be killed by a giant footstep or an animal ripping him limb from limb and his pain would end soon. Delirious from hunger he finally managed to fly and quickly headed in the direction that gave off the best smells he had smelled the entire time he was in this realm, it was warm and meaty and made his mouth water but he couldn't find the source and this enraged him. He sighed heavily and found a place to sit on the windowsill of a random building, he felt warmth from the window and it was enough to keep him from freezing to death, he eventually leaned against the side and closed his eyes "May death be kinder than this realm could ever be.." he mumbled to himself.

[lacr1mxsa]

Continued from here

Desmond noticed how Remi looked to him curiously and he couldn’t help but look away shyly pretending to be looking at some papers for a moment before looking back in her direction. This woman was so pretty and seemed so sure of herself and so confident, on top of that the sun light that seemed to touch her skin made her glow.

He watched her curiously as she looked through his album of arrangements which he had updated not too long ago in order to put new bouquets in and take old ones out. He watched how her eyebrows furrowed in thought and how her eyes lit up with curiosity and maybe awe, she seemed to like what designed he had which was good. Although when he saw her head look up he snapped out of the daze he had put himself in to seem more alert as he listened to what she had to say.

“So when it comes to the center pieces and the pieces that will be lining the room, do you have a particular vision for them? A color palette you would like to stick too?” He asked trying to get more details so that he could narrow down what flowers to use for these pieces. He hadn’t noticed the hand until she had said something looking over curiously seeing her remove her hand quickly . Desmond gave a gentle smile as an attempt to reassure her that everything was fine.

“Oh no you’re fine don’t worry” he said as he got a list of flowers that he had that had been categorized in a few a ways like colors before he took a moment looking over to her once more wiggling his pen at a quick pace between his pointer and middle finger making sure not to tap the pen “hm cologne? Yes I am but I forget the scents name, it seems familiar? I’m not sure how common the scent is but someone you have come across before me could have been wearing it”.

The subtle reassurance from the gentleman felt nice and comforting. Remi was so used to guys her age being bratty little fuckboys that didn't understand how to respect and treat a woman of intelligence, integrity, and energy. She nodded as he asked about design concepts and color palettes, turning back to her binder to flip through some of the samples she'd pulled from the other businesses to show him what she'd been considering thus far. As she slid the binder over to him, she boldly reached back out to take his hand in hers, curious to see how he'd react. Would he accept and squeeze her hand back? Would he rebuff her and tell her it was unprofessional? At this point, the vibe between them was truly feeling correct in a way she hadn't felt in a long time. With her free hand, she reached up to gently rub at the pendant around her neck, her eyes faintly glowing a soft amber as she felt the power of her ancestors flowing through her. Then, suddenly, it hit her what that smell was - what his cologne was. It was something deeply rooted in her heritage that she didn't think a man such as Desmond would choose, and yet... the notes were unmistakable. There was citrusy notes of lemon, bergamot, and neroli; spiced notes of cinnamon and clove; delicate florals like orange blossom, lavender, and rose. She released her pendant and looked over to him curiously, a sly smirk gracing her features as she playfully nudged him with her elbow, "Are you wearing Florida Water right now?" She leaned in, once again being a bit brazen, as she lightly sniffed against his jawline, chuckling, "Do you just wear it because it's light? Or are you trying to cleanse yourself and protect from negative energies, Desmond?" She wasn't sure if this man was familiar with the old uses of this particular cologne - one that most modern men wouldn't choose because it does tend to be more faint and subtle. Growing up in a family whose beliefs and traditions were deeply steeped in hoodoo practices, Remi would've spotted that scent a mile away. It felt like home to her. She could feel herself becoming even more drawn to Desmond, her body heat rising as she realized their close proximity, "You definitely are from a bygone era, aren't you?" She locked gazes with him again, her thumb rubbing against the back of his hand gently as she studied his gaze. She could feel this aura about him, as well as an energy radiating from their touch. It was unlike any other magic she'd ever encountered - it absolutely felt as if this man was pulsing with pure source energy. She bit down on her bottom lip and averted her gaze for a moment, furrowing her brow as she tried to ponder what all of this could mean. If Desmond wasn't of this time, he could've been some malevolent force like a vampire or a demon, but his presence would feel vastly different from this. She focused in on that source energy and it struck her like a ton of bricks as she whispered breathlessly, "You're an angel..."

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Bree wasn't expecting to see the guy as she was setting up her towel to go tanning by their pool. It was right next to their guest house. If you looked up, you could see her bedroom.

"Hey, I'm Bree. My dad didn't tell me someone had rented out the guest house this summer." She laughed nervously.

[lacr1mxsa]

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Desmond had gotten all the flowers out and set up with in twenty minutes and decided to go to the back to do some paper work before the shop officially opened. He had finished a good amount of orders but had more to do but they weren’t needed until next week so he had time. He got those slips together and put them in order from oldest to newest and put them in the to do pile.

The florist paused for a moment debating on whether to do the finance paper work but started to think that could be done after closing. Just as he decided to do this he heard the door bell ring which had him perking up curiously.

“Someone this early? I haven’t had an early bird in a while” Desmond said to himself as he slowly walked out looking to the door curiously seeing a really pretty woman waving to him. ‘Oh wow, I don’t think I’ve seen her at the shop before’ he thought to himself as he walked to the door and unlocked it opening the door listening to the young woman before speaking.

“Oh hello, yes I’m Desmond the one and only it’s nice to meet you Miss Remi..come in come in..” he said happily stepping aside to let her in before shutting the door he was going to lock it again but figured that would be a silly idea since it was almost opening time but he would keep the sign flipped closed for now “yea I suppose I’m pretty good with flowers, I’ve been told they last longer than most but that’s because I give the proper care instructions unlike the grocery store chains”.

“I actually have a consult office right here if you would like to discuss the pickle you are in” Desmond said giving a polite warm smile gesturing to the door way which led into the small room that had a table and two chairs, this room was right before the actual back room where he would hide if he needed time to do the not so fun part of owning a flower shop “sooo what’s up?”

Desmond led Remi to the small room leaving the door that led into the shop half open as he sat down letting her have the chair closest to the door way.

The respectful tone with which he addressed her made her feel immediately at ease with him, especially with how a lot of the businesses she'd already interacted with for this event had treated her like some dumb kid. She followed him with grace and poise, subtly looking around at some of the arrangements in the shop along the way to get an idea for what he could do. From what she could see, it seemed as if they were all done tastefully and with a touch of class and style that almost seemed a bit unreal. When they entered his consultation room, she was also blown away with how gorgeous the room was. It was almost like an octagonal space with stained-glass windows along each of the small, angled walls. The light pouring in cast everything in this prismatic glow, which of course only enhanced the man's ethereal aura. She took the seat across from him, noticing a gorgeous leatherbound book that looked like a photo album on the table in front of her. She quirked a brow, glancing to him as if to ask for permission before she carefully lifted the cover. Inside, there were photos of different arrangements, each more stunning and breathtaking than the last. This man clearly knew how to present himself, his brand, and his business. If anything, Remi would say that was a turn-on to her - a man that knew what he stood for and wasn't afraid to put it out into the world. She flipped through it in silence for a moment, before she looked up at him, clearly impressed, "Okay... So I guess I should tell you now that I do have a budget, but I'm hopeful you can work with it. I'm not sure if you have student rates or some kind of discount for charities... but let me just..." She reached into her bag to pull out a less impressive binder than the one Desmond had put together. She slid out some of her floor plan sketches to hand over to him, along with her detailed list of things that outlined her budget for floral arrangements. She passed that over to him with a slight smile, nodding, "I was hoping to get centerpieces for each of the tables, since we're selling the table reservations in blocks for our donors... and then I wanted some other show-stopping pieces to go along the perimeter of the room, like at this outer tables here... That's where we'll have things like items for the silent auction or just information tables for the charities we're hosting the event for." Remi slid her chair around the table, scooting a bit closer to him. She took out a pencil and kind of sketched on top of her floor plan drawing, to illustrate to him where she was hoping to have each piece featured. When she finished, she placed her hand down, accidentally laying it atop of Desmond's. She blushed deeply and pulled her hand back, laughing softly, "Sorry..." Remi looked at him, frozen for a moment as her gaze met his strikingly icy blue eyes and she smiled warmly once more, "Are you wearing cologne? You... It smells familiar."

[modcrnspirits]

The pleasure of fucking a new claim, to be inside him and make him so soft and willing that even a big fat knot could slide in was just impossible to define. Every partner had something to them. It wasn't different for James. All the work around the man, the constant following and teasing until that very night with the culmination of their bodies tied together had been worth his time.

Victor's knot throbbed inside that hole.

He was half into his transformation. He was not a wolf, but the wolf had come out for this. James was not just any mate. He was one that his instincts had chosen. His animal side had targeted him. And now it had claimed him. Victor growled at the question.

"Tonight I just made you my mate." Talking was hard at this point. His own body burned deep. He was close to cumming, now that his knot was inside and growing. "That means you are mine now, James. And soon you'll become like me. A wolf too. And you'll be mine forever." His fingers tightened up around the young man, his thicker, bigger nails scratching skin superficially.

"And tonight I'll breed you. Fill you up with my load. It's coming." He held James tighter, their bodies connected, almost merging, as his knot grew to its biggest size, stretching James' hole before Victor was howling, half man, half beast, as load after load were dropped deep into his human mate.

James body shook a bit whimpering in pleasure feeling completely overwhelmed by everything. The heat he was feeling had his nerves standing on end which had every movement from Victor sending shock waves of pleasure through his body. Every thrust of his hips, every thrust from his fingers had the young man’s head spinning from the sheer amount of pleasure he felt.

James closed his eyes panting making a small sound when fingers pushed into him his breath hitching as Victor twisted those fingers. A sound of disappointment parted from his lips as he felt empty if only just for a moment although it was a moment to many and he was only satisfied when Victor thrusted into him again.

“O-Oh fuck..y-yes” James groaned as he felt the man starting to fuck him again barely registering the cracks of bone he heard. James was currently to far gone in his pleasure though at this point to lift his head and look back. James opened his eyes when he felt the man hold him closer to the point where he couldn’t move not even a little bit. Looking to see the man’s hand that’s when James felt it something at the base of the others cock go inside him and it seemed to just grow bigger until neither of them could part from one another.

“Wh-What?” James mumbled managing to slowly find his way out of the brain fog he had been in, the heat that had overwhelmed him going down to at the least a tolerable level. That’s when James noticed the claws and the hair that had his eyes widening “so y-you aren’t crazy, what did you do to me? My body felt like it was on fire, that bite”

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Sexy Santa Tidings : Dean x Dell

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"Ho-Ho-Ho" Dell said with a robust little chuckle on the end of it. Avery had to keep his eyes from rolling in the back of his head because Dell had been doing that all evening but it was keeping him from offering body shots in the midst of a brisk evening so Avery wasn't going to complain.

Indeed, Dell was in his element. Bottom half bedecked in red velvet that was slightly form fitting (to say the least) with an obviously fake beard and an exposed upper torso. He lounged on a sleigh that he'd made himself and was offering 'Pictures with Santa' for five bucks a pop. Ten for naughty ones.

The money was for charity, but Dell was definitely taking it the extra mile. There was even a nearby plate of cookies that patrons were passing by and munching on.

And when Dean walked in, Dell gave him finger guns. "Welcome to Daddy's Bar! Merry early Christmas!" He put on a bit of bravado to hide the fact that somebody definitely wearing his face had just walked through the door. Not that Dean knew it yet. The beard was obviously hiding Dell's identity for the moment.

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[henryclaus234]

Gift Giver: Henry x Dean

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"You are a hard man to track down, Dean Winchester-" Henry said, folding his arms as he set down the gift. "My father sends his regards and would like to remind you that you can still be a certain type of naughty but be on the nice list."

The gift was undeniably beautiful in decoration and frankly luminous with the beautiful paper. It sat on the diner table right next to where Dean's food would be going.

Dean had been alone in the booth a moment ago and Henry suddenly sat across from him as if by magic. Because it had been.

[jerkxbitchx]

Dean was frantic he woke up and Baby was NOT where he left her. He frowned a bit and looked at Sam. “Sam is it just me or is baby not outside the window right now?” Dean asked him trying very hard to not freak out. Someone stole his car!!! “No Dean it’s not there, do you know when it went missing?” Sam asked. “No Sam, we need a car, so I can go look for her.” Dean sighed and ran a hand through his hair. the phone ringing and he sighed. “What?” He answered the phone rather rudely he was upset right now. “I have your car.” the woman on the phone said. “What the hell does that mean?” Dean asks her. “It means I have your car, all though it’s not really a car anymore.” The woman on the phone told him. Sam was already typing trying to trace the call so Dean could calm the heck down. Sam nodded at him and he hung up on the woman and they drove to the location in a stolen car. He didn’t see his car anywhere though. They walked in and Dean saw a man. “Okay bitch where’s my car?” She asked him. 

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If the Oni were to be Ezra’s bloody, savage end. He wished the horned demons would get on with it.

The windswept rocks of the forest floor were damp beneath his feet, fresh raindrops still beading the worn stone and collected in the crevices. His toes curled against the slickness as he balanced in a low stance, the weight of his body shifted forward into his leading leg. The muscles in his thighs and calves trembled with anticipation. His breath came in deep, humid gasps.

With a roar, the first Oni leaped towards him. Ezra pivoted on his back foot, swinging his blade in a wide arc. The Oni’s head flew from its shoulders, and Ezra didn’t give it a second thought as he readied himself for the next wave.

The demons fought with a frenzy that both repulsed and fascinated Ezra. They were relentless in their attacks, and a sea of black bodies soon surrounded him. Claws raked at his exposed flesh, and teeth snapped at his throat, but he fought on.

As Ezra fought his way through the sea of Oni, he could feel their claws raking against his skin, leaving trails of hot blood in their wake. He could hear their teeth snapping at his throat and taste their foul breath on the back of his tongue. The Oni howled in fury as they lunged towards him, their claws outstretched and dripping with blood. Ezra summoned the wind to knock them back, tumbling across the ground. He swept his hand in front of him, calling up a gust of wind that slammed into the Oni and sent them flying backward.

“Better me than those campers.” His breath came in rough gasps, exhausted as he faced the Oni. “Any chance I can get a break? A slight pause? No? I Didn’t think so...”

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[bitterdeathtoswallow]

Lestat chuckled softly.

"Well, I've had a lot of experience in making my lovers feel good."

He kissed Danny's lips softly, running a hand gently in the cum on Danny's belly, playing with it.

"You're beautiful when you cum. I want to see more of that look. Hear more of your sounds."

Danny groaned feeling the blood draining from him and soon felt the others release inside him causing him to shiver slightly. He let the other kiss him deeply and he soon returned the kiss feeling Lestats fingers comb through his hair making him hum happily.

~I have never had an orgasm that intense~ Danny said in his mind swallowing thickly as he tried to catch his breath in between kisses ~I also didn’t think I’d last as long as I did either~