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[thejax-reed]

"And it should be freakin' obsolete, that's what." Jaxon added with obvious amusement. He was convinced that Will would give in to his wish to communcate with Esme sooner or later, so perhaps there was nothing wrong with accepting the terms. God, she had not been gone for 48 hours and he was missing her like crazy. "I think I'm not going to risk it. I'm sure she's got good taste anyway. You two hang out a lot?"

"Do not insult it like that. It was state of the art about 25 years ago. Everyone thought that see-through tech was the way of the future." Of course there were the more modern and sleeker devices, but William trusted that Jaxon wouldn't go diving too deeply into the rabbit hole if he had to wait 10 minutes for each page to load only to get the blue screen of death after a while. He would do everything that he could to help Jax get over his broken heart without hurting himself. "I would let you, but you are gonna have to fight Gwenie for the remote. Careful she bites."

[arjun-iqbal]

The lights of the theatre district burned away as Arjun observed the crowds gathering out front, a warm buzzing mass in the already warm evening. He absorbed them, their emotions, their infinitesimal lives, becoming for a moment something more than a mere curator of art, and walked to the edge of the street to lit a cigarette.

In his passing, he noticed a young woman in a sparkly headband standing with her friends, and then he noticed her noticing him. He gave her the same alluring smile that he saved for the common folk and, then, atunned his senses to the sound of familiar steps walking idly by to where he stood; the thought of such chance encounter lifting both corners of his lips. "Evening." Arjun tucked the play's leaflet away, and turned a glance over his shoulder, staring into the other's eyes.

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[jbjonesxdomme]

Venice - F2F OPEN

JB settled herself at an outside table at the resort with several plates and bowls of more food than any one person could ever eat. Most of it was written in Italian on the menu, so she could only guess what it might be. She was shoveling in what she could only describe as an "edible orgasm" when someone walked up. She looked around the table, then up at the other person, "Don't judge me," she said with a mouthful.

[staceyevansxsubs]

Delilah's Birthday | Open

Being so new, Stacey didn't know a whole lot of people yet, so a party seemed like the best way to put herself out there. She spent the beginning with a drink and some food, chatting with party goers. But suddenly, after 9pm, a very naked blonde, big chested submissive was suddenly suspended from the ceiling. Stacey couldn't keep her eyes off the girl, watching men and women take their turns with her. Stacey sat on a couch, her eyes glued excitedly to the show in front of her. "I have never been so jealous a day in my life," she said wistfully as she felt other sit down around her.

[mannythejaguar]

Manny's smile faltered once Noah focused on the main point of their relationship currently –– the sex. It wasn't bad by any means, in fact it was good. Maybe Manny had misread signals that things between them would move past just physical. In the end, that was his own fault. "It has," he mumbled his agreement, not pushing Noah away from him. Though there was just the slightest hesitation from the shifter in returning the kiss before he gave into the feeling, fingers threading through the cambion's hair as he deepened it. Maybe that was Noah's incubus nature drawing him in or maybe it was Manny's own inability to say "no" to things he wanted. His other hand fell on the slave's hip, sighing softly in content against Noah's lips in between the heated exchange.

Even if he'd looked away Noah could tell that Manny was frowning, that he obviously didn't like it, but at least he left it alone and didn't try to push. Noah would have gotten mad if he did, would have pushed back hard. He hated it when people tried to lie to him about that. Hated when they tore him down, too, and didn't let that happen anymore either but aside from certain compliments, he didn't need people trying to tell him how good or valuable he was or whatever. He wasn't and it was stupid for them to try and say different, not that a lot of people had really tried recently, except for Manny.

Apparently the list he'd given was good enough and even if Noah felt a little weird about it Manny seemed to appreciate that he'd gotten a bit more honest. "Well that goes without sayin'." His own smile widened as he shot the tease back, though it almost faltered again at the comment but Noah powered through. "Can't blame you for that when I look like this." That was it. That, the sex, and being fun to party with. "Speakin' of, seems like it's been a while since you've had your hands on me." Noah moved closer again, stepping into Manny's personal space and hooking his fingers in the guard's belt loops to pull him closer. "We should change that." This was better, a whole lot better than everything else they'd been talking about, familiar territory. Noah was desperate to get back to that. So much so, in fact, that he reached up impulsively to grab Manny's face and leaned forward, kissing him suddenly.

[dom-i-nate]

Delilah's BDAY | Open

Thank god he had Danny with him, because while emotionally he felt fine, the desire to join in the drinks with everyone else was very very high. Luckily, the show was starting and he could focus on what was happening in front of him instead of his desire to have a drink. He was waiting for an opening with Delilah when he felt someone sit down next to him. "You alright?" he asked, not sure how to take their face and posture, "Anything I can help with?"

[lynnsdarkuniverse]

Şu yüzüğü kendimize alabilecek ekonomik güce sahip olalım kızlarım. Çalışalım, başaralım. 🌺

[fabray-austinsub]

Answers | 10.04 | Gwen and Austin

He stomped up the stairs and to her room, breathing heavily once he got there. He pounded with the side of his fist against her door, unaware and uncaring if he was bothering anyone else. "GWEN!" he yelled, trying to keep his voice calm as his mind raced. "Gwen Morgan Daniels, y'all open this door right fuckin now!"

@gwenmorgandaniels

[familiar-finn]

Finn excused himself from the suite in order to avoid murdering anyone today. Between Gareth starting his nonsense with him about Morozov and Bradley and Silver bickering, the familiar sure felt his sin turning everything in sight red as blood. He dipped out to run a few laps around the castle property and burn some of the violent energy until the rage settled. He'd not tracked his mileage though he'd ran long enough that he felt a semblance of fatigue settling in and began sweating underneath the summer sun's heat.

He slowed to a walk and cut through the inner castle gardens to head back inside, taking his time to get back inside. Must've been mid-day already what with the slaves out getting their mandatory hour of daylight with supervision. Finn couldn't resist snooping around, checking out some new faces that might've joined the ranks when one in particular made him double take. A certain celestial with long dark hair and flawless features set in a stoic demeanor. Course he remembered that same face up in the front lines during the Second War with him, the two of them searing their way through vampiric armies with hell and holy fire. Wrath and diligence had a tendency to work well together despite being opposites in that whole good versus evil sense.

Krovs had a tendency to reunite the demon with blasts from the past in the worst way possible. That excitement quickly fell to disappointment seeing Adrasia here –– it definitely was the same Adrasia from 200 years ago he confirmed upon closer inspection –– and collared as a slave. How fucking ironic that the two of them fighting for the same thing wound up in the same place after all.

"Adrasia?" he called, strolling up to the older. A crooked grin tugged at his lips. "Thought that was you, angel face. It's been donkey's years since I've seen you, though I hate that it's in this fuckin' place. How long've you been 'ere?"

@adrasian

[slaved-violetevans]

Violet had made her way back to the hospital, as she had multiple times per day for the last week. To be honest, it was getting harder and harder to remain her optimistic self with each passing day Sam stayed sleeping. She hand a new bunch of flowers to replace the dying ones in his face, as she waltzed into his room, humming to herself to keep her spirits up. She didn't even look over at him - seeing him like that was so hard on her sometimes and she'd have to prepare herself before she did it. She dropped the new flowers into the face, pulling the old ones over towards the garbage when she heard a throat clear that didn't come from her. She jumped and whipped her head over towards the bed, seeing Sam's beautiful eyes open. "MASTER!" she shrieked, dropping the old flowers on the floor to cover her mouth, "You're awake!"

@sammythedominant

[gabrielcohen-chang]

Gabe meandered through the bustling carnival, his eyes drifting from the vibrant lights of the Ferris wheel to the cheerful faces of families enjoying the festivities. The laughter and music seemed to clash with the turmoil in his mind as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, his stomach sinking when once again there hadn't been a response from Julia. Why were things still so weird between them? It was Julia that had insisted that they go back to normal, but since Valentine's Day, everything felt off and he couldn't shake the feeling that she was pulling away, despite her words. Gabe's heart sank as, despite his better judgement, he checked his phone for the hundredth time that day and debated whether it was worth texting her at this point. His steps were aimless, much like his thoughts, as he wondered if they would be able to bridge the growing distance between them.

Hoping to distract himself, he wandered over to one of the food booths, the aroma of fried dough and sugary sweets enticing him. He ordered a funnel cake, watching as the vendor covered it with powdered sugar. As he took a bite, the familiar taste brought a small bit of comfort, but his thoughts kept circling back to Julia. Gabe sighed as he found a seat nearby and scanned the crowd again, half-hoping to see her smile and wave, half-dreading the reality that she might turn the other way if they did bump into each other. @juliarose

[teddy-byrne]

Bored did not even come close to describing the way Teddy Byrne was feeling tonght. He was absent, his thoughts elsewhere as he stared at the endless bottles of wine placed so neatly in the shelves in front of him. Perhaps it was the irony of holding a festival after the blood shortage announcement or, more likely still, his array of personal issues borne out of selfish acts. At least he got Judas and Chris working for him. At least, he thought, Daphne was handling her stuff okay.

For now, he concentrated on the smoke in his hand, forgetting about the human who sat beside him and whom, mind you, he'd fed from and compelled to forget all about the evening once it was over. They had an odd name..Pearl or something like that, and they had declared themselves a 'wine enthusiast', though they gave off a completely different impression.

Exhaling a huff of smoke, Teddy Byrne felt a presence by his side. "Before you ask, she's fine. Drank a bit much."

@atlaswestwood

[thejax-reed]

No Place Like Home?

Where: Lunar Heights Pub | When: Late Afternoon | Open to all | @vievecorcitystarters

His return had been in the cards for a long time. Sometimes, he’d thought he might never actually…be back. But after years of having abandoned everything he knew, of months of following his Alpha’s command, the Beta had set foot in Vievecor once again. And… it should be said that he had not found it in the state he would have liked to, with some…vandalism bullshit affecting businesses across the city. No culprit had been found, or so he read. Not to mention...the deaths. Clearly, they needed him.

But first? A drink. Fuck, he’d needed that. And not some shit from your run-of-the-mill road bar. A real drink –from a proper pub. His. So, there he sat, knees set apart and fingers squeezing firmly around a fine glass of scotch when he felt someone brush against his jacket.

“..watch it.” He scoffed, showing them the drink he could've spilled.

[arjun-iqbal]

"Distinguished guests," Champagne in hand, Arjun had got the crowd's attention and began his speech with a smile upon his lips, proud of what he was to present. "If I may call your attention, I would like to start by thanking the city council for allowing us to have such a pleasant evening. I would also like to express my gratitude and admiration to the artist who is present with us today, Judas Samara, for creating and delivering this remarkable work of art. Few things bring people together more beautifully than art. Whether it's music, sculpture, paint or fabric, the arts are a way for us to express ourselves, our cultures and our shared humanity. But rarely do we witness one singular piece of art truly encapsulating change. The collection presented today, unlike any other, explores the idea of metamorphosis through paint. On the whole, each work of art represents the individual stories of each person involved, their unique experience and journey, with every challenge captured in a frame." he gestured around, "I invite you all to get lost within each piece and also, remind you that our proceeds will go towards a cause within our lovely community. So..if you have any ideas as to which cause should be chosen, please find me. I shall announce the results by the end of the night."

Clearing his throat, and of course, procurring Judas a gentle squeeze to their hand, the deity let them go and stood as people dispersed. Nights like this were something he had missed greately over the past month and he was ready to soak it all in, turning his back only partly when someone appeared to approach his side.

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[jbjonesxdomme]

A Night Out | JB and Román | 09.28

JB didn't normally dress up for these date nights, but something about it felt like it was needed. She paired her everyday black combat boots with a simply black dress with a dangerously plunging neck line. She knew she'd spend all night trying to raise Román's eyes and try to convince herself she didn't secretly love it. She waiting at the entrance of the parking lot as a car crawled up next to her. "Hey," she smiled as she bent over a little to look through the passenger side window, "So I know I said nicer than pops, but is this too much?" she asked, signaling at her dress.

@romanlodge