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[theravencoven]

To: Thomas From: Luca

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“I’ve been thinking of a lot of things but two that I have been thinking about the most is you covering my ass with whipped cream and eating me out while I’m tied up or just simply bending me over with out much warning over something and fucking me” Luca mused smirking “I also wouldn’t mind eating you out either if you want”.

Thomas blinked slowly at the suggestion.

"Can it be flavored whipped cream? I here there is a company that makes a peppermint flavored one for the holidays."

He winked at Luca.

"You just want me to turn you into a banana split."

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[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..."

[daddysbarrp]

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.

[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.

[theirsoulstotake]

"For one, Alexandrite is plentiful in Hell. There is also dragon glass but it's dangerous to go get it since you have to go into a dragon den and dragons are very protective of their territory. Still, demon do it and there is a large desire for jewelry made from it."

He had watched as his mate stretched. It was a beautiful sight.

"You would look so pretty with a chain too...a collar around that neck and a chain in my hand."

He circled the other's neck with his hand.

"So pretty. But you might find it as an insult due to your wolf heritage. It wasn't meant as one."

“Ohhh, what kind of gems are there?” He asked kind of liking the idea of having a gem you couldn’t find on earth and plus he wouldn’t have to worry about it getting infected which was nice.

Gerald sipped his drink since he was finished with the food and soon enough the drink itself was gone as well. He hadn’t realized until that Moment that his eyes were still gold and black he quickly let them go back to their ocean blue color deciding to stretch right after letting out a small hum as he heard a few cracks sighing as he relaxed his muscles.

[monstersxxorxxmen]

@askbigbrolucifer liked for a starter from Kieran

"Careful, you'll make me blush with all these compliments," Kieran chuckled softly. He and Danny were opposites but in the most complimentary way it seemed. They'd been going out for a few weeks now and Kieran was already pretty damn smitten.

[lacr1mxsa]

Continued from here

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."

[theking-blackheart-muses]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐏 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖

I like to be called: Jay

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[modcrnspirits]

He tried to keep his grip onto James, but the way he was, it was hard to control the man. He was stronger and he could overcome whatever the man decided to do to escape, but kneeling behind him, his full attention was only on eating that ass. He had waited so long. Victor's tongue was just the start, the first taste he got from that delicious man he had been hunting for a long while. And that ass was delicious. Just as his smell. His tongue ran over the crack, tasting the rests of sweat of the day and then back down to that tiny, tight hole. He growled, his tongue pushing to enter, to invade and start claiming what he felt was his by right.

"You don't have to worry. I will make you feel good. I will make you want to be claimed and knotted by me." He growled again. That was his new Omega. He was so going to be his. "Oh James." He groaned, tongue pushing against the pucker, trying to invade.

"Gods, I need you." His hands moved, losing the grip he had over the other's back, going down his thighs to feel him up. One hand went between the legs and grabbed onto his lover's balls. It was a tight grip, but he did not meant for it to hurt. His fingers quickly started to massage the balls too.

James let out a shaky breath as he felt the others face close to his ass and then he felt something work at his pants. It felt like something had poked through the fabric of his pants and soon felt something which he assumed were fingers push into the holes that were made and rip his pants open. He looked over his shoulder in an attempt to look to the other but being where Victor was James wasn’t able to see him beside the top of his head.

He decided to look forward again feeling the other work his underwear open seeing movement from the corner of his eye he looked to the side to see the underwear fall to the floor. James felt the others hands grab each cheek and spread them exposing his hole to Victor jumping slightly when he felt the man’s tongue against his hole. James let out a shaky breath whining lightly at the sensation the others tongue caused, his face tinting a dark red as he heard the noises the other made. Victor seemed so fascinated with his scent and it had James wondering what was so great about it that he was willing to do all of this.

“Y-You can’t just claim someone, what do you mean by mating?” James asked already having an idea on what the other meant and despite his protests he could feel his body reacting to the dominance being displayed and the idea of being claimed making him hard as a rock.

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PERSONALS FUCK OFF

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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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[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~

[soncfthewitch]

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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[sexy-salvatore-brother]

Unbeknownst to the public, the ruling power in the Salvet kingdom did their best to combat against the surge of violent crimes. As Damon grew older and more wiser, it seemed the trend became more pronounced. Yet no one knew exactly who or what was behind it all. Within the walls of the castle, there were rumors that a civil war was in the midst of breaking out or a divorce was soon to take place between the King and Queen. Yet, this trend didn't seem to be a singular incident. It appeared the other ruling dynasties, empires, and kingdoms were facing similar problems. Thus, the ruling party had done their best to keep quiet and avoid fearing the public.

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However, The notion of covering it up had come to an abrupt halt when the king and queen had received a strange box from an anonymous person. Upon opening it, the counsel gasped and the guards immediately discarded the bloodied item. It had served as a warning and maybe a threat. It was too hard to tell but they knew it had to have been recently killed.

Feeling desperate about the situation possibly worsening, the king and queen participated less in their outings and became more reclusive. Damon even began fighting with his father when he went out but Damon wasn't aware how bad the situation had gotten. For him, he didn't understand the importance of the crown and thus, never took things seriously.

As things came to a chilling standstill, it was decided that the Salvet kingdom would request the help and alliance with another kingdom. Although the two differing territories had tense relations over the past decades and centuries, they knew each other shared a common enemy.

Damon had known about the other territories but knew that the Salvet kingdom didn't favor those like Prince Ezio. He remembered hearing whispers about how Ezio's coming to power would destroy the natural order that had been balanced centuries ago, among other claims of destruction and torture. Perhaps these things were said as fuel to feed the fire between the two ruling kingdoms but nothing was more shocking to Damon than to hear the two willingly to work together.

From that point on, Damon was ordered around to step up his duties as the prince. He helped eased the burden on his parents and then, took a free trip to get some time away. Though the trip wasn't designed for entertainment and relaxation, he knew that the meetings between different rulers were more chill and gave him more free time.

Getting out of the carriage, Damon looked around the residence. It sat on an intimate lot in a territory he knew was shared between the two. He didn't get to come around the town often but when he did, he usually went out under a different alias and visited the hidden attractions.

Following his parents, Damon watched as the staff led them to a room. In the middle sat an extended oak table - the type used for signing papers and acknowledging orders - and beside the table was an assortment of chairs. It seemed that the others hadn't arrived quite yet but it allowed time to discuss with Damon about the expectations of this meeting till then.

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[mysticaroline]

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Three days pass since her impromptu conversation with lucifer as she had flown first class (on Lucius ticket of course.) and waited at the New Orleans Airport. Caroline was told that he would pick her up and everything the like would be handled before she got there. She had thought this was a wild goose chase from the start. But when she waited for an hour or two, she wondered if maybe she took the wrong flight to New Orleans.  

"Great...Just great... So much for that briliant plan"She thought softly to herself.  She was getting hungry to. And she couldn't very well feed on a blood bag in a room full of people even though with each minute that passed, she couldn't help but be tempted to do just a little snack on one of the peoples in the airport. 

She then saw a figure waiting by the exit doorway. “Caroline Forbes”. She sighed and with her two suitcases and the bag with the dress box he told her to bring in toe she made her way over to him. “Why the sudden request for me to be here?” She asked standing the luggage upright so they wouldn’t topple over.