Blue Collar Warlock and Exorcist Extraordinaire

John stumbles in, he’s not drunk, just tired and in a not very good mood. In truth John had been drinking, not much but he had, wasn’t enough to get him drunk though. Not yet. He moves slow, and with sure footing to the bar, not intentionally sitting next to the pretty brunette. But happy he did. Quickly ordering a whiskey, his accent heavy with his tension from his own case that he was working, he spied the notes she’s looking at and smiles, “Interestin’ readin’ material, love.”

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Sam’s eyes flickered up sharply to meet his gaze and she quickly pulled her ‘reading material’ to herself with a sheepish smile. “Yeah, taking work to a bar, very interesting.” She took a sip of her beer and raised a brow at him, “Who’re you?”

"Name's John, love, John Constantine," He smiles offering her his hand, returning the raised brow. He liked how she tried to hide what he'd already seen. Picking up the fresh glass of whiskey he takes a slow sip from the glass, "Whatcha huntin', if ye don' mind me askin'?"

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OOC: I hate to ask for follows but ...

I've made an OC, has nothing to do with anything really, he's just there for fun and stuff. But if all of you 81 gloriously beautiful people follow him I'd be much obliged.

Harry Constantine

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I like toysss | Demon!John & Lana

It can’t help but fight a visible shiver that runs through it at her remarks, the way her voice is airy, lustful, and filled with expectant joy. A grin breaks across its lips, showing off its sharp teeth, bright red eyes study her features slowly. She was beautiful, young, sturdy. It like this in her that she had the spirit to please. Leaning in deathly close to her, its hellishly warm breath on her lips, red eyes locked onto hers its split tongue slithers out of it’s mouth, licking her lips before moaning at the taste of the soft skin there.

“I very much like yer ansssswer, lovely new toy,” Its hand slides around to her neck, firmly holding it, “if I told ya te do this now … ya would, right me lovely toy?”

The girl shivers at his touch, her blue eyes on his red. She tenses up for a moment as his hand slides around her neck, becoming nervous for a second before relaxing at his words.”Yes sir.. Of course.” her wide blue eyes look up at him, as she licks her lips, not nervously like normally- but in anticipation.

#ooc: completely understand #no worries #anxious-little-lana

That forked tongue flicks out catching her as she licks her lips, its sharp points gently stroke her soft tongue. A smile inches across it's lips as its thumb strokes at her pulse point, loving how it is positively jumping at this moment. Her eyes display an eager quality that makes it want her even more. "Please me, my lovely toy, in ever conceivable fashion that ya know how ta."

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#bloodchester #nsfw #TW: Gore

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John slowly looks the man over, hesitant to approach. There’s something off and old about this thing in front of him, and he’s not sure that he likes it. “Can I ‘elp you wit’ something?”

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“I sincerely doubt it, talented though you may be.” they stepped closer, circling him. His scent was intriguing, it tickled their nose, and it brought a small smile to their lips.

“Thanks fer the compliment, shame I don’ know ye ta repay it.” He smiles awkwardly, feeling it circle him like prey. It reminded him of Nergal, and that was the last fucking he needed was another fucking Nergal.

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“Was that a compliment?” they frowned playfully, before coming to a stop in front of him. “A compliment would be the last thing you’d wish to pay me, trust me.”

"Ye called me talented," John shrugs with a small laugh, "I take wot I can get, mate." His eyes narrow, lips pressed into a thin line at the last statement. "I know yer not human, so tell me ... what are ya and wot do ye want from me?"

#ourstomachesforyou

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ourstomachachesforyou started following you

John slowly looks the man over, hesitant to approach. There’s something off and old about this thing in front of him, and he’s not sure that he likes it. “Can I ‘elp you wit’ something?”

ourstomachachesforyou

“I sincerely doubt it, talented though you may be.” they stepped closer, circling him. His scent was intriguing, it tickled their nose, and it brought a small smile to their lips.

"Thanks fer the compliment, shame I don' know ye ta repay it." He smiles awkwardly, feeling it circle him like prey. It reminded him of Nergal, and that was the last fucking he needed was another fucking Nergal.

#ourstomachesforyou

+bloodchester/Demon!John

I like toysss | Demon!John & Lana

The blonde let herself be pulled up, standing on wobbly feet. Lana took in the praise, smiling a little bit. She became a bit nervous at seeing the red eyes, but ignored it- she was made to serve anyone- and that included him. She listened to his command, nodding. “Yes sir, I understand.” She says softly, her eyes meeting his like he commanded of her.

“I don’ praissse many, so please feel free to sssmile.” It smiles at her, a silly display of an example, meant to make her laugh and grow more comfortable around it. The Demon knew it was intimidating, but it wanted pleasure not fear, as much as a fear coiled body could do for it now was not the time. “Tell me yer favorite way to pleassse yer massster.”

She giggles slightly, feeling more relaxed at his words. Her body relaxes, the tension gone and her eyes a little bit more bright. His question makes her think for a second, pausing and thinking back to ways she used to please her master. “I like to please him any way I can.” She says softly, before pausing. “I love sucking my master’s cock, making him groan and feel the pleasure a slave is meant to always give to her master.” She nods, biting her lip and hoping that it was an acceptable answer.

#anxious-little-lana #NSFW #Go to read more?

It can't help but fight a visible shiver that runs through it at her remarks, the way her voice is airy, lustful, and filled with expectant joy. A grin breaks across its lips, showing off its sharp teeth, bright red eyes study her features slowly. She was beautiful, young, sturdy. It like this in her that she had the spirit to please. Leaning in deathly close to her, its hellishly warm breath on her lips, red eyes locked onto hers its split tongue slithers out of it's mouth, licking her lips before moaning at the taste of the soft skin there.

"I very much like yer ansssswer, lovely new toy," Its hand slides around to her neck, firmly holding it, "if I told ya te do this now ... ya would, right me lovely toy?"

+bloodchester/Demon!John

I like toysss | Demon!John & Lana

She nods, letting the other know she’s listening, and she nods eagerly at his question. “Yes, of course sir. I’m here to serve.” She hastily replies, not skipping a beat. She had never been asked, it was just commands- things were very different to what she knew here.

She was looking it in the eyes, it liked when they looked it in the eyes. Grinning at her he pulls her to her feet, slowly, not wanting to damage his new toy. At least not before the fun began. “Gooood,” It drags on the word, his eyes flicking to a glowing red, face darkening a bit to a strange grey, “Ssssoo eager, sssooo happy to sserve. If yer te ssserve me, never look away from me, alwaysss look me in the eyess. Underssstand my toy?”

The blonde let herself be pulled up, standing on wobbly feet. Lana took in the praise, smiling a little bit. She became a bit nervous at seeing the red eyes, but ignored it- she was made to serve anyone- and that included him. She listened to his command, nodding. “Yes sir, I understand.” She says softly, her eyes meeting his like he commanded of her.