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@breannasewell
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Breanna Sewell
Vampire
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Vampire
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Darren Cross
Hell hound
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Felet was annoyed. The parade had been so much fun and he wished Ethan and Jackson had been able to come with but he understood. Then that asshole "protester" had followed him onto the train, preaching at him until he had to flash his gun to get him to back off. What a great way to end a good day.
He sighed as he shut the door behind him, rubbing his eyes. "Ethan? Baby you home? I need cuddles."
Ethan had wished he could have gone with Fe to the parade but he was stuck at work the majority of the day. He had gotten home just an hour before Fe. Jackson was still out but should arrive home soon enough.
He perked up when he heard the door open, coming out of the study to greet Fe. "Hey, baby. How did it go today? Did you have fun?"
As long as I exist, you will always have someone to remind you exactly who you are and just how amazing you are, especially when you doubt yourself.
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Eyes drifting to just leisurely watch the source of footsteps. The demon just let out a simple grunt, her nose twitching. Well, as much as Sarah tried to get her to not loathe the scent of vampires.
The demon hated the scent. She would never enjoy most of the cocky ones, only because of the rotting smell of human and a mixture of other things as well. Even if one wore perfume. It was always there. even if it isn't full front and center.
"Get me a cuppa please...."
The demon muttered towards the one servant that was near the same section of the garden as her. She wasn't expecting really anything from the beings passing on the other side of her fence. But she always had a habit of making sure others won't jump the fence.
Will was in uncommon ground in a demon's territory but Asterot had sent him. Had told him needed to loosen up a bit so he sent him the coordinates for this circle of hell. The demon had seemed to make it as homely as they could.
He caught her scent before he caught sight of her. It wasn't one he was fully common with since the only demon he spent time with was Asterot and that had become rarer in the recent century. The smell of sulfur was always the first thing to hit his nose and it was the one scent hell couldn't get rid off no matter how many flowers you put in it.
"Go ahead and make that two..."
He muttered to the servant as he was going to pass by him. He then held his head high as he moved to approach the demon.
"Did Asterot tell you that I would be coming?" He moved to give her a low bow. "William Worthington at your service, madame."
FREDERIC LEIGHTON — “Wedded” (1882)
“The composition features a couple standing beneath an archway, symbolizing the threshold of their new life together. The figures are depicted in a tender embrace, with the man’s protective gesture and the woman’s serene expression conveying mutual affection and commitment.” “But when do you stop to think about me?” “Every moment of every day. There is not a single moment you do not fill my mind…The thought of spending a single day without you torments my soul.”
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Cyrus was visiting his family for a week to celebrate one of his cousins graduating. It was during the ceremony when his phone buzzed a few times. He took the chance to look at his phone, which was the wrong move because his face immediately turned red and was suddenly given a problem he had to fix alone but couldn't.
[Text: My Alpha] Baby. Really?
[Text: My Alpha] You send me that now of all times?
[Text: My Pup] You got it pup
[Text: My Pup] 😘😘😘
The second the ceremony and picture taking was over, Cyrus was rushing off to his hotel room with a poor excuse. Once he was inside the room and saw Darren, he all but tackled him to the bed with a low growl.
Darren made quick work of packing himself a bag before driving over to the next town. The front desk gave him no trouble with getting into his husband's room. His arms opened to catch Cyrus, falling back onto the bed with his own growl.
💍 (Darren and Cyrus)
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Cyrus was used to waking up with a headache on occasions, but this headache was killing him. It hurt to the point he actually had to rush to the bathroom to get sick. As he wiped his mouth once he was done, something caught his eyes in the mirror. A gun metal wedding band on his left hand. He blinked a few times as he tried to remember the night before. Then it came to him at full force. A party, heavy drinking and then a small chapel with surprisingly no Elvis. Cyrus practically launched himself into the bedroom and on to the bed, shaking Darren.
"We've got a bit of an issue."
He could feel the tightness forming in the pit of his stomach. He moaned lowly, thrusting swiftly into him. Cyrus' own name fell from his lips as his head fell back onto the bed. His hand moved with expert speed around him.
Cyrus cried out as he came in the older hellhound's hand and a bit across his stomach. But his hips never stopped. He kept bouncing getting lost in the feeling of his husband.
He felt Cyrus cum around his hand and on his stomach. The feeling caused him to moan lowly. His hips thrust up a few more times before he came deep inside him. "Fuck...baby."
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When Jett woke up with a pounding headache, he had no idea where he was. He felt something on his hand as he ran his hand through his hair and almost panicked when he saw the wedding ring. Then he felt movement next to him and the panic settled when he saw Aurelia, only to pick back up when he saw the wedding ring on her finger. And then it clicked. A small trip to Vegas. Getting nearly black out drunk and high at the same time and finding a small chapel.
"Not a complete mistake." He mumbled, laying back down.
"I think I can handle wearing one of those fluffy robes for a few minutes." She leaned down to kiss him softly. "It'll be on the floor almost instantly anyways."
"If we had it our way, we wouldn't have to wear anything ever again." He laughed. "But unfortunately, we have to live by society's rules."
"Society didn't used to have these kinds of rules." She laughed softly, shaking her head. "Some places still don't care. We should find someplace like that sometime."
PINNED (Aurelia and Jett)
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"Pretty strong for a small thing." Jett teased when he was pressed against the wall.
"I don't know if that is possible." She grinned softly against his lips before whining softly when his movement stopped.
Her hands moved to wrap around him tightly, drawing small shapes on his back. Her eyes slipped shut as she fully relaxed underneath him.
Jett tugged the blanket that was on the back of the couch over them before nuzzling his face into her neck. It wasn't long before he was drifting off to sleep, softly snoring.
She smiled softly once she could hear him snoring, kissing his forehead lightly. She was wide awake still but relished in the fact that he had gotten comfortable enough to sleep on her. Her hands moved to run through his hair lightly.
"Oh yeah? Make me." (Elias&Ty)
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"I....I don't.....what? What do you mean? W-why would I make you?"
"I didn't ask if you were picky. I asked what you wanted." He teased him softly, bumping him gently with his hip. "Just message me whenever you're hungry and I'll figure it out for you." He grinned over to him.
"No, but you asked what I wanted and I said I don't care. I will eat whatever you get me." He smiled, bumping him back.
"Hotdog stand it is then. I promise that you won't be disappointed." He grinned over to him before looping their arms together to lead him in the direction of the stand. "I'm a classic chicago style dog guy myself. How about you?"
Her tongue moved expertly against that bundle of nerves inside her as her thumb continued its small circles on her clit.
Rose cried out as she came, her head thrown back as she continued babbling nonsense. Her hand that was tangled in her hair dropped down to cup her jaw and make her look at her so she could kiss her deeply.
She made sure to lick her clean, moaning softly against her. She moved to lean over her and kiss her back just as deeply. She grinned softly against her lips before bringing her lower lip in between her teeth. "That was the perfect dessert."
"How can you be so sure that we won't be found out?" She reached out to stroke his cheek. "What about other immortals?" That was something she had always been curious about. Each time she came down it had been with him by her side.
"My love. No one dares step foot into the Underworld." Hades said, gently cupping her face. "They're afraid of it."
She breathed out a sigh of relief she didn't know she was holding. "I am trusting you on this, Hades. You know he will try to hint me down."
🍆 (teehee Aurelia just for shiggles)
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Jett had just woken up when his phone went off. He ignored it for a few minutes as he made his coffee. Finally looking at his phone, he nearly spit his coffee out when he saw the picture Aurelia had sent him.
[Text: Baby Girl] Sweetheart.
[Text: Baby Girl] You can't be doing this to me so early in the morning.
[Text: Baby Girl] Especially when you're not here to fix what you caused.
Her leg moved to hook around his hip to steady herself against himself and the wall. She moaned lowly when he pressed into her, head falling back gently to give him better access to her skin.
"Love these moments. Can have more of them if you just moved in." He whispered into her ear, his hips constantly changing between a fast pace and a slow pace.
"My lease just has a few more months on it..." She groaned lowly, her fingers moving to pull on his hair. Her hips rolled against his.
TB: Long Like the King
" I will do that on the way back. "
Rico spoke honestly as he was aware of the things that lord Cross was protecting him from. The horde of rabid wolves that were surrounding the area was a bit hard to miss for someone like him. Yet he would remove a few layers and give them a show on the way back.
"You shouldn't do it out here for the wolves to see. It should be for my eyes only."
His voice was a low growl as he looked at the other male. The thought of the horde of wolves seeing the prince made his blood almost boil. He shook his head for a moment before continuing on to their picnic location by the river.
Darren&Brian
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They had been married for five years now and he had known Brian for even longer than that being his baseball coach when he was younger. That was how he ended up meeting his mother. That's why he knew the way he was feeling towards his now stepson felt very wrong.
His wife would be out of town for an entire week so he would just have to keep his elf together for that long. He came outside to check on Brian that was mowing the lawn for him for some extra money. He hadn't expected to see what he was wearing. It had to be the smallest pair of shorts he had ever seen on a man and he couldn't take his eyes away. He wondered if Brian did it on purpose to get a ride out of him. He shook that feeling aside.
"Hey, Brian! I got some lunch mad if you wanna come in and take a break!"
