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honorarystripes · 1 year ago
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The young knight had arrived stripped of his adorned silvers and golds. He was not in his normal tunic and given shield or sword in hand. Instead he was being brought as an offering to the prince of court. He was being given in exchange for his prince to remain on throne.
"My sir?" He called out to the prince he was being offered to from his knees. His position of offering being a serving situation.
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modcrnspirits · 11 months ago
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Francis felt the touches and the caresses and he felt he would melt in them. Zeus was probably his favorite lover and Francis had been with so many gods from so many pantheons he had lost count. But he never forgot any of his nights with Zeus and when the memories flashed, he would get all horny, all over again. He looked at the man after he told his joke and gave him a soft punch on the hard chest. "Well, if you want to feed me this one-" He said as his hand fell over Zeus' bulge, his big and heavy bulge. "-then I'll gladly give up the other one. For tonight." He let his voice grow softer. "I do missed you. And your delicious meat."
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torchedx · 4 months ago
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"I never want to lose you. You are my star and fire" - from Peter
It was no secret that Johnny didn't always think before he acted. Actually, it was usually something a miracle if he thought at all. Peter was a good influence on him, his brand of level-headed responsibility occasionally bleeding over and making Johnny a more thoughtful human, but it was by no means a foolproof influence. Nowhere was it more apparent than when he was acting as the Human Torch. He wasn't the type to go looking for people in trouble, but when his team called for him, he was there without question. He wouldn't hesitate to throw himself into the line of fire--so to speak--to protect them.
His injuries were bad enough to land him in the hospital this time: a couple of broken ribs, a concussion, a few lacerations that required stitches, and a hell of a road rash. Safe to say even Johnny couldn't just laugh that one off, though he'd tried, cracking jokes in the ambulance on the way there. That pain medication was the shit. He'd barely even felt it then, still coasting on adrenaline and halfway delirious. He could feel it now though, tucked in a hospital bed with Peter's hand in his, all of his body's numerous complaints making themselves known. He was only there for observation and would probably check out in the morning.
He gave his hand a soft squeeze, the other reaching up to smooth the worried frown from between his brows. "Hey, you're not gonna lose me. I'm fine. Barely a scratch."
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davidkarofskyindie · 1 year ago
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theking-blackheart-muses (Shaun/Mason)
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Mason wanted to get home early, since it was their anniversary and so he decided to get all of his work done early and plus running a business also gave him so much freedom. He could have left so much later but he had a deal he had to review. He had gotten home to a wonderful surprise and smile. “You are so sweet. I could have gotten home earlier but had so much work and I wanted to be home early for our anniversary,” he spoke smiling as he watched Shaun carry a bucket and put it down and walked over. Mason smiled and hugged his husband back and let out a sigh of pleasure and content before slowly pulling away and kissing Shaun. “Can you believe another year since we got married and had our kid,” he spoke his hands on the male’s face for a moment before slowly moving lower and lower. @davidkarofskyindie
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Shaun happily returned the kiss, gripping tightly to Mason for the brief moment. He'd been working hard to make sure everything was perfect for the perfect man that he absolutely adored, everything about Mason just made him feel truly blessed to have a man as perfect as his partner. "Still can't believe it, feels like only yesterday... time flies when you're this damn lucky" he whispered in a breathy little voice just feeling the kisses moving lower "Speaking of, our kid is sound asleep in their room so we've got plenty of time just for us... for wherever that wicked mouth of yours is going" he whispered, his hands playfully feeling up his gorgeous soulmate as much as possible. "Though if they go much lower I'm gonna have to turn down the oven so I don't burn dinner while you do something very fun and naughty"
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empowerxd · 1 year ago
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"What you were thinking going off on your own like that?!" Wyatt shot his boyfriend an angry look, shaking his head. "You could have been hurt or even worse!"
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wildfantxsies · 1 year ago
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Jed wanted to keep fighting, he refused to admit defeat despite everyone knowing who was the winner, even Jed. He growled when his pants were ripped apart, exposing his large soft cock and big breeder balls but also his virgin ass. He knew what the other Alpha had in mind, he had taken plenty of enemies like this, it was the right of the winner. Liam took off his pants too and damn that Alpha looked even bigger than he was. Jed was exhausted and he barely managed to get on all four though he tried to get back up.
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grimmusings · 9 months ago
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⭐ + Aias and Tristan
Mordred (Camelot) + Aias: I apologize in advance for this shameless troublemaker, but if anyone's not worried about offending the gods, it's Mordred. He's immortal, magical, and knows all about falling in love with the wrong people, so there's common ground there. He could also just, y'know, hide Aias away in Faerie because it's much harder to die in there.
Penelope Bunce (Carry On) + Aias: A different kind of apology for Penny, but the girl loves a puzzle. She figured out how to break a marriage contract with a demon just by analyzing the wording, and she'd enjoy the challenge of trying to break Aias's curse from the gods.
Nicky Murdoch (Anita Blake) + Tristan: Nicky's basically a hired gun, so I could easily see him working for the Blackwell family, maybe even as a bodyguard or something. Just me shoving all the ruthless assassin muses together to see what happens.
Leo Barnes (The Purge) + Tristan: Same basic premise, probably, except in a Purge universe where Leo typically works security of some kind. I'm curious to see what the Blackwells would do on Purge night. Do they do all their dirtiest work on the night where everything, including murder, is legal, or are they out there trying to protect the innocent?
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weare-trueromance · 10 months ago
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Changes - Clark and Ezra - 002
Clark didn't know what was happening to him. His pants didn't fit properly anymore, and it seemed like his hips had flared slightly. This was strange for him; a chance he hadn't expected.
Going to his sanctuary revealed the answers. In ancient times, before the codex made kryptonians; both males and females had been able to bear children.
Being in a relationship with a man...a dragon at that...it may very well have triggered changes in him.
Returning home after his research, he found himself in a daze; unsure of what he actually wanted with his boyfriend, but knowing he had to tell him.
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thereallordphoenix · 11 months ago
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Life wasn't easy for half-demons like Forest, the bad treatment they received was justified by their dark nature, but what fault did he have for being born like this? His sixth escape attempt was the last straw for his master to finally decide to get rid of him, the male was in the back of the cart, wearing nothing but tattered pants, with handcuffs on his wrists and a collar around his neck. . He was dirty, with bruises and his face was faint, but not even the marks of his mistreatment could disguise his devilishly seductive beauty, he was being auctioned but he kept his head down just paying attention to the size of the fortune that his former master would gain.
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soncfthewitch · 1 year ago
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Esdras felt Zeus' gaze seep into him, the weight of it pressing into his very soul, a peculiar sensation, neither welcome nor entirely reviling. A strange warmth flooded his veins as if a cascade of ambrosia had been poured into him, igniting his senses.
He felt his cheeks heated under Zeus' keen eyes, a flush he attributed to the sweet nectar trickling down his throat, surely not to the Sky-Father's attention.
When Zeus moved closer, the intoxicating scent of summer thunderstorms enveloped Esdras, the scent he always associated with Zeus, wrapping around him like an ethereal mantle. He took an unconscious step backward, the heat of the god's presence too intense to bear. But Zeus' eyes held him in place. His heart pounded an uncertain rhythm, an arrhythmic symphony that resounded in his ears, drowning out the merriment around him. It was as if the world had shrunk, leaving only him and Zeus, the latter's voice a hypnotic echo that stirred a peculiar restlessness within him. A restlessness he did not understand, a restlessness he certainly did not want to understand.
"Lord Zeus," Esdras said, his voice cracking under the weight of the god's gaze. "I... I sense the gods' whispers, their silent doubts. My youth, my inexperience, it... it echoes in their jeers, their sidelong glances." His gaze brimmed with raw vulnerability, an intimate exposure he reserved only for Zeus. "They see me for who I am, a fledgling god yet to earn his feathers. My mother...," he paused, swallowing hard, "she was a Titaness born and yet proved herself in the war against her family. Proved herself to you. But I...I carry the taint of the old enemy in my veins, a scarlet stain that no laurel wreath can hide." The words hung heavy in the air, unsaid fears and doubts that had haunted him since his arrival to Mount Olympus.
"I apologize, my Lord; I didn't mean to impose on your time with my own insecurities. Perhaps I need more wine and see where the night leads."
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daddysbarrp · 2 years ago
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Alpha/Omega (cont'd) Zayle/Dell
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Zayle:
“I should be good and help you out since I am guessing, your jeans is getting so very tight,” he whispered and kissed Dell with passion after the turned their head. His hands moved forward to grab and squeezed the male’s cock through their jeans a few times as he kissed the male. He enjoyed the kiss and he wanted more. The more he took the other’s scent the more he wanted and he was going to get the other. 
He undid the other button of their pants and zip before pushing it down and also their boxers leaving them naked from the waist down as he himself undid his own zipper after breaking the kiss and licking his lips. His eyes red as he looked into Dell for a moment before going back to kissing the male’s neck as he slowly inserted himself into them. 
“I promise next time I will get you wet and don’t worry, after I bite and mark you you will be nice and wet and produce slick,” he spoke as he slowly pushed himself into Dell and biting the male’s neck with his fangs breaking the skin. He knew this type of bite will bring so much pleasure.  ------ Dell Dell's voice got husky and he chuckled a little. His eyelashes fluttered just slightly, in the warmth of Zayle's presence. "I mean- it is 95 percent your fault. The other five percent is that I haven't actually gotten to see you naked yet-" he teased a little. "I do believe the- if you help me I'll help you rule is definitely enacted here."
Dell moved just a little, crooning into the kiss. He found himself pinned where the bar top was and his leg crooked up on a barstool. He brought his hand up, carding his fingers through the other's hair.
Dell bucked and felt Zayle exploring his hard-on. Damn, he though. I am gonna cum in these jeans. He hissed at the thought with pleasure. As though he had no self control. And maybe where Zayle was concerned, he didn't.
He didn't even need to feel Zayle to know how big he was. His other arm went around to the small of Zayle's back as if to give him total charge. To be totally subservient, though he couldn't say why. By now he'd have thought he'd have been on his knees and choking on Zayle's dick, but he supposed his body had other plans.
There was just a moment to register the red eyes before two things were sinking deep inside of him all at once. He didn't really have time to even react and even the yells of pleasure were toned down by the stunned and aweswept power of how Zayle entered him.
"Oh God- oh God- oh what- oh fuck-" he panted out. His back was arched and he was fucking himself on Zayle's cock- which definitely stretched his abilities to take a dick for damn sure- while being anchored and stilled with Zayle giving him.
Well it wasn't a hickey. It was deeper. He could feel it in his bones. He wanted to wriggle away. Ask questions. But he couldn't seem to do it. He couldn't- what was happening? He didn't exactly know but his brain was starting to catch up with his libido and somewhere in the corners of his mind- the word 'werewolf' was forming.
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1batch2batch · 1 year ago
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BILLY RUSSO | The Punisher 1.12 ‘Home’
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torchedx · 1 year ago
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Tell us more about this Peter. He must have been something special to make you get off the market
"It's kind of an opposites attract sort of deal, to be honest. He's quiet, an introvert, totally oblivious to people flirting with him. He works as a journalist. You should read his stuff, it's great. He's also just an all around great person. Even before we were dating-- I don't know, he makes me a better person just by being around him."
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themightyhercules · 3 months ago
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👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
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Hercules hadn’t been there for Aias's first death. The gods who cursed them had made sure he wasn't. When Aias's kingdom fell and he died defending his people, Herc had been on some wild goose chase of Aphrodite's. He'd thought, at first, that if he'd been there, he might have been able to stop it, but he’d learned. He’d been present for many of Aias's subsequent deaths over the centuries. Sometimes even the god of the Underworld himself was there with them, and it never made the slightest bit of difference. When he was fated to die, there was no power in the world that could stop it.
He was pretty sure this wasn't that day. He’d barely had a few weeks since Aias's return, and they typically had years together. That didn't make it any easier to see him hurt. It was a stupid accident, clipped by a speeding bike messenger in the street. The only thing stopping Hercules from chasing the bike down and squashing it into a ball of rubber and metal was the bright red splash of blood on Aias's shirt. Holding him in his arms and putting pressure on the wound had brought a lot of terrible memories to the surface of other times he'd done just that, only with his lover's life pouring out between his fingers.
Since he’d refused the hospital, Herc brought him back to his place and got out the first aid kit, having him sit and take off his shirt. He had to pause a moment and take several deep breaths to stop his hands shaking. It wasn’t fatal. It didn’t even need stitches. But that didn’t chase away the memories or the fear. One day it would be. "Hate seein' you hurt," he muttered, gently cleaning away the blood. "Doesn't look too bad. A butterfly bandage'll fix ya right up."
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empowerxd · 1 year ago
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"I...I don't know how to feel. I got so frustrated th-that I ended up walking out and just... driving, you know? I had to get out of there and clear my head." Eric shakes his head, almost curling into himself. "I must sound pretty stupid, don't I?"
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wildfantxsies · 1 year ago
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It had been months since Jed, the once powerful Alpha, had been defeated by Liam. He had been turned into an Omega, untouched by others and belonging to Liam. His first heat was coming, they could all smell it. Jed didn't expect how much it affected him. He woke up sweating, hornier than he had been during his rut. His hands went down to grab his big dick and jerk off but instead he found he had a pussy and a very small dick. He grunted. "Fuck!" he yelled. He got up and walked naked out of his room and going towards Liam's. His stare shut up a few wolves, even as an Omega Jed could terrify them. He didn't knock and just forced his way inside the Alpha's room. "That's your fault so you better fuck me good!"
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