#vicedmuses

[heartwars]

if this was with anyone else , nikita would be embarrassed by just how needy he was . but he doesn't care , not right now . he absently leans into the touch on his cheek from piers , eyes flickering over his face as he stays on the ground . " yes , daddy . always good boy for you , " nikita mutters , before he hums softly when their lips press together . it always settles him , brings him back to himself . " i want . . . i want you , daddy . been long , need you . "

⌗ continued from…   ﹙ here !﹚

[oceanicxeyes]

closed for: @vicedmuses

Places of worship were not really his thing. Walter understood the reasoning behind it but he never truly fully comprehended why humans would waste their time praying for salvation when everything was pretty much on their hands. Why not be the ones to make things change rather than believe in some higher power? Were humans that incompetent? Regardless – places of worship were still architectural beautiful, right? Despite humans many,many flaws… they were still capable of doing something beautiful in the end. How was it that they were both capable of constructing such gorgeous places and yet be so keen to destroy what was not theirs to take? Such walking contradictions. Should he feel pity of them? Should he forsake them? Not all humans were monsters but when the vast majority simply did not care about what they did…

It was the sound of the choir that made him pause. Eerie and beautiful – almost like a true siren’s song. But it couldn’t be. They were just fully harmonious and there was nothing supernatural about it. Yet – Walter could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. There truly was something familiar about it. Something that lulled him in, bringing back memories of a time long past. But it couldn’t be…right? As he climbed the steps and placed one hand over the wooden door, the choir song was heard even louder. Eyes closed as he took a deep breath. There truly was something eerie about the song. Something so incredibly familiar that the bartender couldn’t help but to feel his eyes sting. Could it be…? He would recognize the chant of a siren anywhere but at a church? With a choir….?

He wiped the tears that escaped with the back of his hand and pushed open the door – blue eyes attracted to the choir being guided by the pastor. There was no one else around at the time. Were they… rehearsing? Was it the walls themselves or the choir that amplified the siren’s voice? Which one was it that made his skin tingle with excitement and his eyes water with the knowledge that maybe… just MAYBE he had found one of his kind around? Weren’t they practically extinct? Didn’t they all swim to deeper waters? The fact that there was a chance of him not being the only one around…

Should he interrupt? Should he just listen? How should approach? What should he say? What should he do?!

[harvies]

continued from here! @vicedmuses

eli doesn’t answer right away. he stares at the tree as his hands dangle loosely by his sides, fingers brushing against the frayed edges of his jeans. yago’s words hang in the air, filling the quiet space between them before he huffs out a soft laugh, shaking his head. “hey, cool it, tiger.” he mutters, giving the other a playful glare. he shifts his weight as he glances at the tree again, its crooked star and dim lights blinking like they’re trying their best. “maybe you’re right,” he says quietly, almost to himself. “maybe it’s time to stop letting him take this too.” his voice wavers for a moment before he clears his throat, pulling his shoulders back. “but no glittery tinsel,” he adds, pressing his lips into a thin line. “i mean it!” eli watches yago for a moment, feeling the warmth spread in his chest. “you don’t have to go all out, you know...” he says softly. “just you being here... it’s more than enough.” the words feel heavy, but they’re true, yago has always been there for him and it's something that he truly appreciates. and maybe... it's time to let go of his past and truly move on. eli's lips tug into a smile, “let's start with drinks first. i've got some champagne, would you like a glass? or... we could always go with the classic hot cocoa.”

[loveshard]

continued from xavier's open starter (@vicedmuses)

          xavier glanced at paul’s outstretched hand, arching a perfectly groomed brow as a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “hilarious that you'd assume i’d let you benefit from my body heat.” but despite his words, he reached out, slipping his hand into paul’s. “fine. you’re lucky you’re cute. otherwise, i’d be questioning why i agreed to this whole ‘adventure in the freezing wilderness’ thing. remember you’re still buying me hot cocoa after all of this. with extra whipped cream.”

[atgvnpoint]

Maverick   was   absolutely   perfect.   Why   hadn't   he   met   this   gorgeous   man   before?   And   most   importantly,   why   didn't   he   go   on   Grindr   sooner   instead   of   trying   to   stay   faithful   to   Jess?   He   had   almost   forgotten   how   good   it   felt   to   be   fucked   by   a   man.   And   right   now,   Noah   was   so   hungry   that   he   couldn't   even   stop   moving   his   hips.   His   whole   body   was   overly   sensitive.   Every   time   he   lowered   himself   onto   Maverick's   thick   cock,   his   body   shook   and   his   muscles   clenched   erratically.   Teasingly,   he   moved   his   lips   across   Maverick's   neck.   The   older   man's   musky   scent   was   almost   an   aphrodisiac   to   him.   Noah's   tongue   ran   lasciviously   along   a   vein.   He   wanted   to   mark   the   man   so   badly,   but   Noah   knew   he   couldn't.   Instead   of   sinking   his   teeth   into   the   warm   skin,   he   simply   placed   another   kiss   on   top   of   it   with   a   soft   hum.   ❝Shit,   I'm   getting   way   too   addicted   to   you   when   you   say   things   like   that,❞   Noah   admitted   with   a   whimpering   voice   that   was   quickly   followed   by   a   moan.   His   hand   on   Maverick's   chest   tightened   a   bit   to   give   it   a   gentle   squeeze   while   his   movements   became   a   little   faster.   Noah   rocked   his   hips,   pushing   his   ass   down   to   take   every   inch   of   the   other's   shaft   deep   inside   of   him.   His   head   fell   back   while   a   sultry   moan   slipped   past   his   lips.   Maverick's   hands   kept   stimulating   his   overly   sensitive   body.   Noah   moved   his   hips   against   the   hand   around   his   shaft.   Half-lidded   eyes   looked   at   the   older   man.   Noah's   free   hand   curled   around   Maverick's   throat   gently,   his   thumb   tracing   over   the   man's   jawline.   ❝Don't   promise   me   such   a   thing.   I'd   be   devastated   when   I   can't   have   your   cock   tomorrow.❞

never   in   a   million   years   would   he   have   thought   that   noah   was   a   better   fit   for   him   sexually   than   some   horny   twink   off   of   grindr.   at   the   beginning   of   the   night   he   was   annoyed   that   the   man   needed   to   be   escorted   back   home   after   drinking.   now?   he   was   relieved   that   he   was   the   one   who   was   called.   no   one   else   should   have   had   the   pleasure   of   fucking   him   so   good.   this   was   his   hole,   his   boy,   his   everything   now.   ❝i   can   tell   that   you   can   get   quite   aggressive   with   someone   else   there.   push   them   back   when   it   looks   like   they're   about   to   be   the   one   to   make   me   cum.❞   he   stole   a   quick   kiss   before   the   man   continued   to   go   down   his   body   with   those   kisses.   there   was   a   soft   groan   that   escaped   his   lips   when   he   felt   those   lips   on   his   neck.   it   was   a   sensitive   spot   for   him   and   clearly   got   all   of   the   right   reactions.   ❝that   honor   is   all   yours   though.   you'll   be   the   only   reason   why   i'm   cumming.   need   to   breed   you   every   chance   i   get.❞   some   of   his   words   were   spoken   through   harsh   breaths   as   his   chest   was   puffing   up.   almost   like   he   was   trying   to   catch   his   own   breath.   he   kept   his   hand   there   right   over   his   nipple,   making   sure   to   give   it   all   of   the   attention   that   it   deserved.   the   only   time   that   he   pulled   it   away   was   so   that   he   could   lick   his   own   fingers.   when   they   were   wet   enough,   he   returned   them   to   noah's   nipple,   rubbing   it   at   first.   ❝i'd   be   a   fool   not   to   play   with   these   when   i   can   see   how   sensitive   they   are.❞   he   moved   his   hand   over   to   the   other   nipple,   giving   it   a   gentle   tug   and   then   rubbing   on   it   too.   maverick   moved   his   left   hand   down   so   that   he   could   wrap   it   around   the   other's   bulge.   he   slowly   started   to   stroke   his   cock   while   listening   to   all   of   the   sinful   things   that   he   had   to   say.   ❝gonna   have   to   fuck   you   tomorrow   in   whatever   pretty   little   outfit   you   wear.❞

[heartwars]

aspen tucks her bookmark into the pages , setting it beside her on the sofa . eyes roll slightly at george's words , " george. " she sits up , moving her hair out of her face as she just watches him . she honestly doesn't know what to say , this arrangement has been strange to say the least; learning how to navigate around each other when they're not really sure if the other wants them there. aspen motions to the arm chair on the opposite side of the room, "sit there... i'll get it," she tells him, pushing herself to her feet as she heads into the kitchen to grab some peas and wrapping them in a towel so he doesn't get ice burn.

⌗ continued from…   ﹙ here !﹚

[harvies]

continued from here! @vicedmuses

everything seems so achingly familiar, like he's stepping back into a memory he wasn’t quite ready to relive. his fingers trace the edge of the table as a quiet laugh escapes him, lifting his brow. “eloped, huh?” he says, tilting his head with a faint smirk. “that’d give everyone something to talk about for sure.” phillip laughs softly, leaning forward as he rests his arms on the table. “you’ve been perfecting recipes? sounds like you’ve been keeping busy... as always.” there’s warmth in his voice as he smiles fondly at the other.

phil takes in a deep breath, “you know, i missed this. spending time with you.” his gaze lift to meet giovanni’s, “not just... this moment, but us. the way we used to talk, how easy it felt. i don’t think i’ve laughed as much as i did when we were together. i guess what i'm saying is that i'm thankful that you're a part of my life.” he exhales, the tension in his shoulders softening. “so, yeah! let’s give them a story. maybe not the jail bit — i don’t think i’m cut out for that. but honestly?” the corner of his lips tug into a wider smile, “i can’t think of a better way to spend tonight than catching up with you. what are you gonna have from the menu?”

[loveshard]

continued from estefanía's open starter (@vicedmuses)

          “not to say i'm one way or the other, but.. what’s wrong with being a little naughty? santa’s probably tired of the nice people; they’re boring. the naughty ones keep things interesting,” stefi said, her tone on the edge of being teasingly defensive. "and if i had been naughty—which i’m not saying i have—it was all for very good reasons. you know, like taste-testing his cookies or borrowing the neighbors' cat for an impromptu cuddle session. nothing too scandalous."

[buzzedbros]

tad could hardly believe what was happening as the older man slammed his fist on the desk, "he is definitely going to see what you did to me" tad whined before adding, "everyone is" his hand raked through his soft brown hair as he felt a strong grip on the back of his neck. he was speechless as he tried to squirm his way out of the other man's arms to no avail as he was moved closer to the chair, "my boyfriend broke up with me over this, isn't that enough of a punishment?" tad whined.

after taking a deep breath, victor slammed his hand on the desk and formed it into a tight fist. "i told you i'm dealing with him separately. you're not going to see what i do to him like he's not going to see what i do to you." although everyone will see the man's buzzed head, but whatever, semantics. the headmaster moved over and grabbed tad by the back of his neck. "you're not and it's a part of you." he tried to lift the man up by force since he wasn't moving on his own.

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@vicedmuses

replying to this - tyler x v

"Oh... I'm... Loving it. I'm tied. Trapped. And some fucker is toying me. But I'm enjoying it so much. Literally the best sex experience of my life." She mocked. However, the man soon slapped her ass and squeezed the area. That drew a surprised moan from V. "It's pretty easy to be brave when you've got a girl tied up, hm?" He didn't seem stupid. V didn't believe he would actually release her after some words, but it didn't hurt to try. She had nothing to lose.

[wantcn]

& @vicedmuses // semi plotted.

THE HEELS OF HER BOOTS MADE SOFT sounds as she walked through the darkened corridors that lead to the 'staff only' door at the end of the hallway. the brunette waved at the security standing guard in a darkened alcove, chuckling as the boys just shook their heads at her. was it the worst kept secret of the underground world? maybe. but Anna did not care. it's not like her older sister would ever set foot in the club in the first place. it was the most logical setting for their meetings. the woman walked into the room without knocking, her green gaze directed towards the man almost immadiately. she walked up to where he sat on the large sofa, gracefully straddling his lap before her arms wrapped around his neck and she stole his lips into a deep, breath-stopping kiss. "did you miss me?" Anna teased, their noses touching as she looked down at the man when they both needed to break apart for air. "I have some news." the woman added, licking the man's lower lip slowly before she sucked it between her own rosy tiers and gave it a little nibble with sharp teeth "do you remember talking about wanting children at last Sunday dinner with my mother and how Julia said you still had time?" Anna arched a brow "well, your firstborn will be out of wedlock, it seems."

[courtesons]

The sounds of choking and gagging only got louder from this point on, his air completely taken from him - tears almost falling down his face from the strain as he was just used like he was just an object or property, that large cock fucking his throat as the helpless caged boy was used like this was his only purpose. To be dominated, owned and used. His face turning a different colour from the lack of air and the abuse before finally felt the cock be pulled back and the leash hold loosened, causing Peter to gasp for air and splutter. His heart racing, body trembling from the sheer intensity.

"I...t-thank you..." He managed to say weakly, swallowing before adding; "...Master" He said, knowing Ricky had used that title before and best not to upset the man. Dazed expression, hair a mess and gazing up at the man in a shameful submissive haze - unsure even want to say or do so he just, unprompted, gently kissed the head of the man's cock. "What...do you wish to do with me next...? What did you fantasize doing to me when you saw me...?"

He could tell that he could grow to care about Peter. Want to take care of him like a benefactor would. That didn't mean that he wouldn't use the man sexually and make him his submissive though. That was still on the table and the main reason he initiated all of this in the first place. Hearing those lewd noises coming from his mouth and seeing those eyes grow wet with tears made him feel like he made the right choice. They were made to find each other, he was sure of it.

When Peter's eyes started to glaze over, Ricky took that opportunity to fully fuck his face. His hips thrusted so hard to the point that his balls were lightly slapping against the bars of the cage. Finally, he loosened his grip on the leash and pulled his cock back a bit. Ricky slid it out of the other's mouth to give him some space to breathe. "You're being such a good boy."

[unapxlogeticme]

Which is Your Morality Alignment?

True Neutral (88%)

you view the world in an unbiased manner, acting mostly on either your own self interest or on the best objective course. this can mean you enjoy creating balance between all forces, meaning you may do actions that involve good as well as evil, respecting authority like lawful with the skepticism of chaotic; or, you may simply draw your line in the sand, and go your separate way. this develops you into the archetypal "on-the-fence" person.

tagged by: i believe i saw @burninq complete this quiz.

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[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@vicedmuses

replying to this - tyler x v

V growled even though she knew there was nothing she could do. She was trapped. Little by little, though, she began to relax. There would be opportunities to escape in the future. She just had to stay calm and wait for the chance to appear. "Fucking me? It seems that you like my cock that much for it..." She replied in a sassy manner. "Come on, untie me and I'll make you see stars." She said as she was in control there. Even though she was tied and exposed. V had an athletic body. There were some scars on her back, abdomen and thick thighs. Her thin waist made her butt look even bigger.

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@vicedmuses

replying to this - tyler x v

V felt his hands exploring her body as if she were a toy for his amusement. God… How she wanted to rip off each one of those fingers. "It's not about choice. I'm pointing out reality to you. I have no value as a person, not to receive a ransom. I only have value as an instrument." And V was a great instrument of violence. But instruments could be replaced. When she felt his hand exploring her bulge, she bit her lower lip. "Fuck you!"

[vicedmuses]

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