#vicedmuses

[cherrysugcr]

There was a strong delight that ran through Diana at his words. In this state all she could do was simply nod her head to agree with him. If he really knew all the lurid things she got involved he would probably determine there was nothing that could be helped. For now though she would play the part so they could both get what they wanted from each other. When he took advantage of her open mouth for him the blonde hummed in delight as she kept her eyes on him as she wrapped her lips around his cock. Immediately she groaned around him eagerly starting to bob her head wanting him to see she reveled in being a filthy whore for men when given the opportunity.

All he said was to put her mouth up against the window and she did more than he could even imagine. Seeing her tongue stick out was too much for him. His shaft throbbed again and he knew that this was a test for him. Sadly, he wasn't strong enough to resist her. "That's perfect. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're a natural slut. Born to be a whore." Still, he leaned forward while fishing his length out of his robe. Then, he finally slapped it against her tongue before laying it flat against it. He wanted to see what Diana was capable of on her own before ruining her.

[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?!

[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."

[sn4pping]

"Really?"    A    small    groan    fell    from    Caye's    lips    as    he    rubbed    his    temple    with    one    hand.    The    young    man    really    thought    he    had    his    facial    expressions    perfectly    under    control    at    this    point,    but    he    was    obviously    wrong.    "Maybe    you    should    teach    me    how    to    be    a    great    actor    one    day."    He    grinned    a    little,    but    he    was    dead    serious.    "You    shouldn't    wink    like    that.    Poor    weak    men    and    women    might    fall    for    it."    Caye    turned    to    the    bartender    and    ordered    two    white    wines    for    them.    Fortunately,    they    were    the    only    ones    asking    for    drinks,    while    everyone    else    was    drinking    champagne    and    whatnot.    So    they    got    their    drinks    within    a    minute.

The   more   time   that   they   spent   in   the   gathering,   the   better   Porter   was   able   to   read   Caye.   This   didn't   seem   like   the   man's   scene   at   all.   Too   much   socializing.   Which   was   honestly   perfect   for   the   hacker   who   would   prefer   to   have   his   nose   shoved   inside   of   a   book   instead   of   kissing   up   to   a   rich   person   at   a   party.   “You   don't   have   the   best   of   poker   faces.   I   kind   of   realized   that   the   second   that   we   stepped   foot   inside.”   Still,   it   wasn't   like   Porter   was   a   social   butterfly.   He   had   no   problem   sticking   to   the   wall   or   the   bar.   “Hopefully   you're   not   bothering   too   much   with   all   of   this   now.   Like   I   said,   I'm   more   than   happy   to   go   to   any   event   and   get   people   off   of   your   case.   I   make   for   one   hell   of   an   actor.”   He   shot   him   a   wink   and   a   smile   before   he   thought   of   what   he   wanted   to   drink.   “Whatever   white   wine   you   recommend.   I'll   need   to   keep   it   classy   tonight.”

[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.

[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.

tagging: @vicedmuses, @maerps, @clubsmarties, @scnsuality, and anyone who wants to complete this quiz!!!

[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.

[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."

[vicedmuses]

VICEDMUSES - independent oc multi-muse blog written by jays ( 27 , he/him , est ) opens , memes , wishlist , wanted opposites , wants ( n.sfw )

[sinfulnesxx]

Andy's pussy got even wetter as he felt the boy's hand on the back of his head and began to show that he was the man, the one in control. There was nothing more arousing to Andy than a dominant man. His student's moans were music to his ears, so Andy continued his deep throat. His plump pink lips clamped tightly around the thick shaft that drooled nonstop, a messy mixture of precum and saliva dribbled from the corners of his mouth, staining his beard. Andy moaned in response.

The professor could no longer deny it, he was really loving sucking this cock and being denigrated like that, fuck, how much he had missed all that. Andy let out a couple of gags when Raiden pushed his hips, so he relaxed his throat and started breathing through his nose, waiting for the boy to use his throat as his personal fucking Fleshlight.

Who would have thought that moments ago, Andy was acting like something like this was completely off of the table. Now he was slobbering on his student's shaft like there wasn't anything else he would rather be doing. Like he was made for this. That only brought a playful smirk on Raiden's face that quickly turned into a cocky grin. It was also clear that the older man was extremely skilled at this. Even with the gagging and choking sounds, he couldn't remember the last time that someone started working up his shaft like this so quickly.

The student moved his right hand to the back of Andy's head and applied a small amount of force. His cock started to throb once it was fully going down his throat and the other's nose was on his pubic hairs. He let out a couple of lewd moans, no longer caring if someone was going to hear him. Not that Raiden ever worried about that. "Fuck, that's right. You're being such a good slut for me right now. I knew you wanted this." He looked down at his professor and pushed his hips forward, sinking his length further down his throat.

[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!"

[virilitas]

are you always this bossy?           he heard slevin ask, and to that valeri would have said yes. and it has brought him more trouble than he needed in the past. but in his defense, he wasn't always like that. he could even remember that he was a happy child before his life came crashing down on him.

it's just that ... when you are dealing with the things he is dealing with due to his nature, his family, and his powers, you will cherish every little bit of control that you can have, lest you want to go insane.

for a moment, he wanted to ask if slevin felt the same as the man that he is. but then he remembered the predicament he is in, and he kept the words to himself and focused on taking care of him instead.

just a few moments ago, he was asking for peace and calmness as he worked on getting the man's antidote going. but now that it's silently cooking, the peace and the calmness has become torturous for him as well. he doesn't know exactly how long has let himself be in contact with slevin, but the way every nerve ends and every cell in his body is electrified with want, he knows that there is no turning back for him, too. they would have to face this together, and the altered part of his mind was somehow okay with this.

more than okay with this, really. his body is craving this.

valeri can actually tell now that slevin is lying about being okay, about being able to wait this out, but he also knows better than to question him, too. because he is right: what other choice does he have, do they have, right now than to wait? to hope that the antidote will even work?    "   don't worry ...   "   he says weakly, scooting slower so he can have a better look at the man's face, wet with sweat and red from the effects of the potion. the way his throat was shaking as well, looking for something that would quench his thirst. put out the warmth that is probably swallowing him whole.   "   i am here ...   "

when the man reached for his hand, valeri didn't reject it. he even found himself lunging for it, too. just to feel him, to know that he's still with him, through this. laughing at the compliment that slevin still managed to tell.   "   no. t-this is actually the first time ... most people just say i'm overbearing ...   "   he managed to reply. and then he was quiet again, like the whole world seemed to shrink around them. if this is another thing that the potion can do, he can't be sure.

"   i-is there ...   "    valeri starts, as another flare of want and libido surges through him, which he somehow managed to suppress with a bite of his lip. when he looked at slevin again, there was hunger in his eyes now. yeah, fifteen minutes is definitely torture. he wants relief now.    "   is t-there something else i can do f-for you? to make this all feel better?   "    his fingers has a mind of it's own now, running up and up the man's pant leg until it's dangerously close to slevin's clothed, hard, cock. he was so close, he could feel how warm it is through the fabric. and he wants to touch it. to take it out and claim it. anything to give relief to them both.    "   ... i wanna m-make you feel better, slevin. this is my fault. tell me ... t-tell me how i can make you feel better, p-please ...   "

" who brings a scientist to a place where he's not supposed to touch anything? that's like telling a dog not to follow a bone or ball. " and right about now he certainly wanted to follow a bone. valeri isn't to blame for this. they both know that. slevin still can't bring himself to admit that he's the one that made an error. with each minute that goes by it's like he feels the warmth building up in his body. like that scene in fantastic four when johnny first goes flame on.

" are you always this bossy? " the scientist almost says hot, but that would be an entirely different conversation. he does as he's told and takes a seat on the table, trying to relax on the stool. although he still wants to know what's going on, so his eyes stay glued onto valeri. with every movement, his cock feels the friction of his pants tightening and even his hardening nipples feel the fabric of his shirt brushing over them. god, this is absolute torture. he can't focus and that never happens.

the first thing that he tries to focus on is his breathing. in for four seconds, hold for four seconds, and then out for four seconds. when the problem is mundane, that normally helps him. in this instance, everything that he seems to try to do just makes him hotter. moments before he was able to question everything that's going on. now he's just hoping that his silence can help valeri concentrate. for some reason, he can't ignore how attractive the man looks when he's hard at work either.

while he's paying close attention to him, he noticed how his clothes slowly start to be stripped from his body. slevin uses his keen eye to look at every corner, ever muscle, every piece of flesh that's being put on display for him. the sweat is now pooling on his forehead, the back of his neck, and his palms. he can feel that his cheeks are reddened, flushed with color because of everything that he's feeling. he's almost too aroused for his own good right now, too turned on to focus.

fifteen minutes? he can't possibly wait that long. his mouth even starts to water, a thirst that can't be quenched by something as simple as water. he tries to swallow down, a hard gulp, and focus again. " i think i can make it. i don't really have much of a choice now, do i? " he laughs as he pegs the question.

when valeri is close to him, he reaches out to try and hold the other man's hand. it's both in a way to tell him that he's not mad, but also another way to say that he's sorry. yet every touch that's shared between the two of them makes him burn from the inside even more. " has anyone told you how beautiful you are when you're focusing? " slevin isn't even a flirt, but he has to say it.

[oceanicxeyes]

Whether it was anxiety or excitement – Walter could not tell. All he knew was that there was a siren around. Someone who was just like him. Someone who had come to live amidst the land dwellers and maybe try to find ways to solve the crisis of their near extinction. What better way to learn the ways of the humans than to blend in? He did the exact same thing only as a bartender He would get to know all sorts of people who in their drunken haze would share bits and pieces of information that may or may not be useful to him. With the exception of his sister – who had been missing for several decades – he had yet to cross paths with another siren. Was this what humans called DIVINE PROVIDENCE or was it just dumb luck?

Whatever it was – there was someone in that church that was the same as he was. But who? He wasn’t as experienced as others would be. He couldn’t tell whether or not someone was a supernatural being only by looking at them… and he couldn’t just ask everyone to sing solo in search for the one whose voice resonated with him. For the one that made him crave home even more than before. But Walter knew he wasn’t alone anymore. That there was ONE inside that church that was the same as he was. All he needed to do was find out who so that the loneliness he had experienced throughout all those years would vanish. Who better than a siren to understand a siren? Who better than someone who knew what their kind were up against to advise him? Maybe they even knew more things. Maybe they had information that he did not possessed. Maybe…

The bartender shook his head, trying to keep himself steady under the excitement that rushed through his body like a river stream flowing into the sea. “Father.” He had heard humans call their ministers that although he never truly understood the why. “It is actually my first time here” He was not religious. Especially not for some absent deity that humans worshiped. It was just one amidst countless others. “I’m Walter. It is very nice to make your acquaintance.” He accepted the hand to shake as he kept his smile and he could have sworn that his skin had tingled the moment their hands made contact. Could this… IMMANUEL be the one he was searching for? Or was merely wishful thinking? “I heard the singing from outside. It was…” What word would humans used to describe it? “Divine. Almost as if sang by angels themselves.”

Being on land was already a big adjustment for the siren that was used to roaming the deep waters. They needed to feed however. The sirens were realizing that people weren't going out that deep anymore. The closer to shore that he got, the more curious he became. No one could hold it against him in his opinion. Blending in with the church was the easiest thing for him to do, or at least the smartest thing. No one would look at someone that helped spread the holy word as a monster. Even if he technically killed land dwellers on his free time or lured them to the ocean so that his family could feed. Those details were just semantics to him. Not something that was really important. He had a choir to lead now. Even though this was just all a big cover, he was going to take it seriously.

Fusing his voice in with the others made it easier to hide from people that actually knew what a siren was. Plus, performing in a group meant that he could lure people over without them being none the wiser as to who it was that was actually doing it. Was it just one person or the whole group? Immanuel had worked hard on trying to get the singers to perform at his level, at his octave, but it was harder for some of them. Still, he was able to get what he wanted at the end of the day and that was what was important. They were practicing their new set when the door to the church opened up again. For a second, he didn't even notice the newcomer himself. He spotted the choir whispering amongst themselves and pointing over to the entrance. Things were about to get interesting.

After they finished the song, he told the group that they could take a small little break. They were almost done with the set anyway. Then he hiked up his robe and climbed down the steps, making sure that he wasn't going to trip and make a complete fool of himself. As he got closer to the new visitor, there was something that was almost sparking inside of him. He felt like he was swimming over to another siren in the water than walking on two feet to another human. Immanuel found himself having to breathe just to control himself. Regain at least some form of composure as he put on a smile and finally made his way over to the other.

"Hello there, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you." A hand outstretched in case the other wanted to shake it. "My name is Immanuel, I'm one of the pastors here."

[wantcn]

SHE TOOK IN THE MAN'S REACTION TO THE NEWS from up close, needing to know the real emotions and thoughts on the matter. it was not like they had ever discussed this. it's not like they were actively trying to get pregnant - sure, they almost never used any form of birth control, and with the amount of fucking they did it would be a miracle not to get knocked up. but still, fantasies and words spoken mid-orgasm were far from the reality of the situation at hand. she was pregnant. his child growing inside of her womb - the mistress round with Greg's child before the wife. Anna chuckled into the kiss, her worries melting away as the man's smile widened and she could feel relief settling upon her shoulders "there are three pregnancy tests in my bag that say it's a pretty certain thing." the brunette grinned, sharp teeth once more taking hold of Greg's lower lip just to tease him before she pulled back a little bit "but I guess one could never be too sure." she added a moment later as her hips ground themselves into her lover's front without hesitation "fill me up with your cum, baby, don't hold back - make me drip when we're done."

THERE WERE ONLY TWO OCCASIONS WHERE THE DOOR WASN'T KNOCKED. the first was an actual emergency. if anyone that was a part of the criminal group needed help or was badly injured. to warn him that something bad was coming. the second was a little less serious. anna never felt the need to knock and gregg told her that she didn't need to. all of the people a part of his group knew her place. all of the club workers also knew her place. again, the worst kept secret of the century. the blond quickly wrapped his arm around her waist when she joined him on the couch. he deepened the kiss as much as he could until they needed air. finally, he pulled away and leaned back on the couch. "i always miss you." which might have been a source of weakness for him, but he didn't care in that moment. "excuse me?" gregg froze for a couple of seconds, shock washing over his features. not that he was really surprise. it wasn't like they believed in contraceptions and he always bred her with a specific intention. he moved his free hand over to anna's stomach, grabbing onto where the bump would soon form. "i'm going to be a dad?" there was a small smile that formed on his face. "and you're going to be my baby momma." his smile widened as he leaned forward again, stealing another kiss. "maybe i should breed you again just to make sure it sticks."

[courtesons]

The praise was a sharp contrast to what he was going through physically at the moment, currently feeling the tug of the leash shove his face right up against the bars and his cheeks press against them. All the while that large cock was being sunk deeper and deeper down his throat, causing him to splutter and gag and choke for Ricky. Made to take it all with such flushed cheeks and wet eyes from the strain, made to look up at the man doing all this to him.

Such a sweet thing he'd been - innocent and naive to wicked ideas like this, now here was Peter. Naked, collared, caged and currently choking on a cock he couldn't escape from. Even as his air left him and his eyes glazed over - completely and utterly owned in this moment.

If he would've known that Peter could blush this much then he would have started to compliment him as soon as he stepped foot inside. At least he could make a mental note of that though. He didn't know when he was going to be done with the younger man. It's not like he was going to grow tired of him. Having someone that was new to this world meant that he had a lot to show him. That also meant that he was going to take his sweet time every step of the way.

"Fuck, baby. You're being such a good boy for me by opening your mouth like that." His words were muffled by some of the lewd moans that were slipping out of his mouth. Everything about Peter was turning him on. He tugged on the leash to pull him closer by the collar, wanting him pressed up against the bars. Then he also pressed his body up against the cage. That way the other's nose could be pressed up against his pubes. Ricky held him there to see just how long he could go without breathing through his mouth, cock throbbing as it hit the back of his throat.

[sinfulnesxx]

As William stripped completely naked, Dean felt his cock stir even more, and he let out an exaggerated amount of precum. This guy's body was fucking incredible, so full of muscle, huge pecs, those biceps, God, everything about him was perfect. And Dean was gonna worship every part of his body. “I'm not one of your stupid little classmates. You can fuck me as raw and rough as you want, stud”

When William finally started to penetrate him, Dean began to moan like the big slut he was, feeling that massive cock working its way between his tight walls in the slowest, most delicious way possible. “Oh fuck yes! Fuck me, make me your fucking slut and show me who's boss” Dean thrust his hips back, wanting more and more, showing how needy he was for that cock.

Seeing the older man like that, gasping and wet, turned him on even more. William didn't even think that was possible. He then knew that Dean was going to be filled of so many surprised and not just his cum by the end of the night. He made sure to slap the man's face, wanting to capture that perfect moment after he finished sucking him off. "So glad I finally have a new toy to play with." Someone his own age would've tapped out by now. There was something to be said about the other's stamina and he was going to be taking advantage of that.

William didn't even bother to give Dean's cock some attention. He didn't focus on him until what he wanted was finally on display. The younger man also took off all of his clothes, tossing them over to the side. From where he stood, he used his right foot to spread Dean's ass cheeks, placing it right over the man's hand as he also spread for him. "Fuck, I sure hope you can take this dick." He leaned down to spit on his hole and then got on both feet again. William crouched down behind Dean and grabbed the base of his shaft along with the man's hips. He slowly started to push the tip inside of his rimmed entrance, wanting to see if he was used to taking big cocks.