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Jacob’s eyes widened a little hearing the name of the band, it rang a fair few bells since their music was pretty regularly played on the radio around the garage. He was reaching in and removing the broken old fan belt and working on adding the new one, stopping every now and then to wipe the sweat from his brow that was slowly dripping down his face and making the shirt stick to his body “Well we’re going to make sure we get you there in time no matter what” Jacob said, looking over the front of the car “Either I get this ol’ gal to start now or, after I tow it back to the shop to work over it even harder, I’ll drive you to the show myself so you won’t miss it. Heck, if this gal does start now I might follow you there just in case to make sure it doesn’t crap out on us” he said with a playful smile, grabbing a wrench and leaning in to tighten a few bolts he saw that looked somewhat loose. He had to lean over quite a bit, he could almost feel the air on his back from the shirt riding up while he got in deep to really make sure he got everything tightened up as much as he could “Alright, try and turn her on for me and let’s see if I’m a genius” he joked, using the front of his shirt to casually mop his brow while looking down to his work.

cumplexliving

whatever deity was out there was truly trying mal's patience as he watched how the other man bent over even further and teased him. his tongue came out to swipe across his lips as he regarded the other man. mal's eyes didn't stray from the other man as he took in the view, before remembering that he was supposed to be focusing on his rather simple job. he turns the key… and for a moment, it seems like the car is about to roar to life. but once again the sound happens, and this time there seems to be a small dusting of smoke from the hood as well. “well that can't be good,” mal blinked as he looked at it. “i'm assuming the towing is the direction we go from here?” mal asked curiously with a chuckle as he stepped out of the car. he also bent over the hood to inspect, although he had no idea what the hell he was looking at.

#davidkarofskyindie ;; jacob x mal #the touch that dresses desire ;; mal

strikersunindie

Lucas knew the single drop would work. Damn did the vampire look hot when he was holding himself back. The chest pumping up with more air, that same air pumping the rest of the muscles. However, the other had such weak knees they clearly were about to buckle from the pressure of restraining himself. Lucas stood and grabbed the back of Dom's neck with more strength than it looked like he could summon. Would Dom even notice, or would that intense focus be on the drop?

"Oh I think I know what could make you feel all better," he said as he smirked. Lucas raised his finger to above Dom's head, forcing the vampire's gaze. It was taking quite a bit of his strength to hold Dom in place, but the divinity was already starting to fill Lucas up once more. A vampire in his thrall was tempting. Lucas leaned in with the power in his voice.

"Get on your knees and beg for a taste like a good slut," he ordered, holding onto the blazer Dom was wearing so the vampire could slip out of it.

cumplexliving

briefly, the strength registered and surprised dom. and for a moment, it did catch his attention. but when the smell of blood wafted into his nostrils again, the newborn vampire's attention was back on the temptation at hand. he was forced to look up as the man held the bloodied finger above his hand. and he couldn't stop his tongue from coming out and swiping across lips as a pathetic sound of need escaped dom. “y-you think you do?” dom asked. it should be obvious at this point that the other man did. but with his mind fogged by both submissiveness and hunger, it was hard to connect even the most simple of dots right now. which would likely be shameful to the manager oncre he gets his bearings.

at the order, and the strength behind it, dom's body moved without him even thinking. his body slumped down to his knees, and his blazer came off as he did so. dom was still staring up at the blood, at this point looking more like a puppy begging for a treat then the tough and prideful manager of SYN that was known worldwide. fuck… how long would it take for even a drop to come down? dom's mouth found itself opening, definitely looking like a pup at this point.

his slacks were practically painted to his lower body, and his shirt wasn't much different. the vampire was always prideful about his body, and loved to show it off to distract people he went into negotiations with. “we… we really should consider changing the appointment time…" he tried to say, although the strain of his voice showed just how hard it was for him to get even that out.

#strikersunindie ;; lucas x dom #the man still learning to breath ;; dom

davidkarofskyindie

Jacob couldn’t help but be just a little fascinated by the perfectly manicured hand he was shaking. Indeed, every inch of Mal seemed to be as pristine and perfect as a person could be; even his facial hair looked as if it were growing in ideal form. He was captivatingly beautiful in every possible way, and it was certainly going to make this a lot more interesting for Jacob. As the man spoke, Jacob lifted the hood and looked over everything under the hood “nothing worse than being rear ended in the bad way… would ruin the fun kind of rear ending” Jacob retorted with a playful tone as he leaned in to really get a good look at everything, the back of his pants riding just low enough to show the top of his briefs while he was looking over everything “OK, try to start her for me so I can have a look at what’s making that noise” he said, standing up and leaning on the edge of the car and watching as sure enough, everything moved and rattled and he could see what seemed to be the main cause of the sound. “Awesome, gonna try something, just gotta get something from the truck” he said as he ran back and pulled out a couple of fan belts and headed back up to start working “So, what were you planning on doing today before this ol’ gal decided to crap out on ya? Anything fun?” he asked, trying to make casual conversation while he worked on the car.

cumplexliving

mal tried not to be obvious about his oogling. he's around handsome men for a good portion of his days, after all. still… there was something charming and endearing about a good ole fashion mechanic. or maybe it was the amount of porn videos he used to see including them… who knows? he watched with rapt attention as the other leaned over to look. his tongue unconsciously coming out to wet his lips as as he watches his muscles and a playful amount of his briefs gets exposed. “oh! um, yeah… totally!” mal says as he turns it on, wincing at the sound. he was relieved when the other seemed to know what it was and began making small talk. “i have to deliver these outfits to SYN. we have a show tonight, and i'm their top stylist and designer. i should have just flown with them, but when i'm struggling with my muse i find that seeing sights that i haven't seen before might inspire me. so i'll drive and try to relax a bit.” mal explained with a chuckle. “this was the longest trip. was so close, only a city or two away, and then this.” he says with a small huff.

#davidkarofskyindie ;; jacob x mal #the touch that dresses desire ;; mal

@mendotcum asked: 5 (rafi x pierre)

“f-ah!-fuck man… just like that…” rafi couldn't stop the moans, groans, and every once and awhile a squeal from escaping his lips as he continued bouncing on the other man's dick. needless to say to the satyr, pierre was perfection personified in his eyes. and the himbo was more than happy to welcome him into his bed. rafi was fisting his cock as he rode pierre reverse cowgirl style. the cheeks of his bubbly ass clapping against the other man's hips as he did so. “you feel so fucking good inside of me.” he groaned. his tan body damp with sweat as he continued to bounce on the other man's dick. pure pleasure and bliss rushing through him.

#mendotcum ;; pierre x rafi #the golden himbo ;; rafi

@mendotcum asked : 13 (tyrell x matt)

ty's cock was trapped between his body and the wall as he felt matt's thrusts nailing his ass with pleasurable precision. he was trying to stay as quiet as possible. not wanting to take the chance of waking up his fellow pop group members. but fuck…w with how matt's cock was nailing him? that was hard. his own hips were pressing back to meet his thrusts with a rather pathetic display of eagerness. “doing s-so good babe… never felt this go-good before…” he moaned.

#mendotcum ;; matt x ty #the light between notes ;; ty

tag dump

#the voice that drowns you ;; noah #the body that moves you ;; ari #the light between notes ;; ty #the beauty and the beast ;; maddox #the man behind the mic ;; rex #the golden himbo ;; rafi #the man still learning to breath ;; dom #the spell between them ;; billy #the face behind the feed ;; braeden #the touch that dresses desire ;; mal #the rhythm between wings ;; ike

davidkarofskyindie

The moment that he hung up the call, jacob grabbed his tools and threw them in the seat of his truck. He didn’t have many really big jobs to do that day so he could trust his team to finish up while he went out to go find the guy on the side of the road. He leapt into the driver's seat and headed out, hammering in the location on his GPS as he turned out from his shop. He let out the tiniest little sigh as the cool air from the ac hit him, he had been working hard in the shop all day and was in just a pair of jeans and a singlet that hung loosely on him because his usual work jumpsuit was just too restrictive for him. After a decent amount of time, he finally came upon the road and there was the broken-down car with the hottest man jacob had ever seen sitting on the hood. He pulled his truck over and grabbed his kit with one hand before climbing out and walking around to meet the other man “Hey, it’s Mal, right?” he said with a bright smile, offering his hand to shake “names Jacob, let’s see if we can get you back on the road” he patted the hood of the car gently “How about you open her up and fill me in on what happened before everything stopped… fingers crossed it’s a quick fix, otherwise we might have to tow it back to my shop but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there”

cumplexliving

honestly mal was expecting to be waiting a lot longer. but with the heat shining down on him, he's definitely happy that wasn't the case. mal smiled as he heard the other pull off and come towards him speaking. “yes it is. you're the mechanic i talked to on the phone, right?” a stupid question… how else would the other know his name, unless he was a big fan of the fashion world. it's not like mal isn't well known for his own craft after all. still… it was hard to think about anything other than how hot the man was. still, mal pushed through it. a perfectly manicured hand gripping the other man's and shaking it with a smile. he popped open the hood as he tried to recall what all happened. “it made a rattling sound. almost as if something was being flung around under the hood. and then it blew out on me. almost got rear-ended, and not in the fun way.” mal said with a disappointed sigh.

#davidkarofskyindie ;; jacob x mal #the touch that dresses desire ;; mal

@davidkarofskyindie

“piece of junk…” why didn't he fly in the plane with the rest of the boys and the crew? why did he feel the need to travel to gather more ‘muse’ for himself? mal didn't know. but right now? he was definitely regretting it. trapped on the side of the road with his phone about to die, mal managed to look up a local mechanic and call for assistance before his phone died on him. a sigh escaping him as he looked at the beautiful outfits in the backseat. “we'll get you there, my loves,” he promised as if they could talk back. he leaned against the hood of the car. the jeans hugging his ass sinfully as the human awaited for the mechanic. hoping it's not going to be some stupid serial killer or whatever the arche type is in those horror movies some of the others love so much.

#davidkarofskyindie ;; jacob x mal #the touch that dresses desire ;; mal

coolsv1lle-deactivated20251016

introducing . . . hades, demon of the underground. your muse’s husband or father made a deal with him that he could use your muse however he wants if he doesn’t make right on a payment. it’s payday and he’s come to collect. open to any muses, adjust as needed.

humans, so predictable. he shows up at the strike of midnight. “you know what i’m here for.” the man pleads. says he’ll pay him soon. but it’s too late. hades stands tall, in his true form. 8ft and hung like a horse, knot at the base of his ribbed cock. his eyes are red, the demon has come & he knows exactly where to find them. he casts the man aside, throwing him into the wall & making his way to them. his prize. he begins to take off his suit until he’s bare. body full & chiseled, cock growing, hanging heavy as large hands grip his prize and turning them over. easily rips their pants and undergarments, hot spit shot out against the tight, winking hole of their ass. pushes his thumb into it, thicker than anything they’re used to. if they ever went inside there. thumbs it, spreads it open. “you, my sweet, will be mine for evermore.” thick digit exploring the cavern his demonic cock will be sinking into soon.

cumplexliving

maddox was completely thrown off guard when someone grabbed him and suddenly re-positioned him. the werewolf's legs practically touching his forehead as his ass was kept high in the air. “hey! what the fuck are you doing?!” the werewolf growled low in his throat. maddox's quick temper coming to the fore front at being positioned in such a way so effortlessly. struggling… and it seemed like he couldn't even make the other guy budge. a grunt escaped his lips as the other spat on his hole, and a second later? he felt a thumb pushing inside. “fuck… man…. take it out…” he demanded, although the whimper in his voice? it suggested otherwise.

#coolsv1lle ;; hades x maddox #the beauty and the beast ;; maddox

strikersunindie

Lucas grown a small following and even among them, they had talked about the SYN group. One look at the video was all Lucas needed to see that the young men were all supernatural beings, though what was uncertain. Even the manager in front of him was clearly one. A new vampire it seems, as the other still couldn't hide the tells of a vampire's hunger. The lip twitches, the glance to the neck, trying to dominate the situation. Lucas leaned forward, his voice brimming with power. Humans only needed the slightest amount, but every supernatural was different. With just the one though, Lucas could spend some divine energy to get 'Dom' to obey.

"I want them to play for my organization and promote it of course." Lucas gathered a few pieces of paper before creating a deep paper cut. He pretended that it hurt, making the show of a traditional reaction as he opened his hand to reveal the drop of blood coming out. Of course, it would heal in an instant if Lucas let his body react normally. "Ouch," he teased as he pretended to look around for a tissue from his seat, still holding the hand out close to Dom. "Good thing I didn't get any on the contract," he teased, wondering if Dom had enough strength to resist his nature.

cumplexliving

most of the people are amazed at dom's control when they hear that he is a new vampire. because when he says new? he's talking only a few months new. so the hunger and the temptations were still rather hard to control, but he's managed to avoid making too much of a scandal that he can't get covered up. “and are you willing to pay heaftly for such a big group to do an event like that?” dom asked. he heard the other man's words before he saw what happened… and a second later? he could smell it. the taste that every vampire craved… desired… no matter how much some of them tried to hide it.

dom's wide eyes were locked in on the finger. looking much like a cat eyeing a treat. he squirmed and wiggled a bit. clearly struggling to keep himself from lunging forward. his fangs were beginning to show even more. and dom's senses were blowing up. sight, smell, touch, hearing, and taste suddenly all on overdrive. “perhaps we should do this… over a email or phone call. that paper cut looks rather deep.” dom attempted to push himself up, hefty chest heaving as he attempting to appear to still be in control of the situation… even though he was only holding on by a thread. unaware of the divinity in the room with him. moving forward towards the other man, the scent getting even stronger and nearly having his knees turning to jello. “i'm not feeling to well myself, i must admit.”

#strikersunindie ;; lucas x dom #the man still learning to breath ;; dom

coolsv1lle-deactivated20251016

introducing . . . peter buchanan, real estate agent. pete’s using a glory hole for the first time and your muse is someone he knows. sibling, parent, aunt or uncle, cousin, his friend’s parent or sibling, etc. open @ all muses, trans inclusive.

“shit. fuck yeah. take this cock!” he’s grinding his hips against the wall, cock aching as it moves in and out of the hole it’s pummelling. his cock is so much fatter than one would expect. his balls heavy as they slap against the edge of the cut out hole. “i betcha like being used like a fucking whore. don’t you! say it, fucking slut. say you like when strange men come in and shove their cock into your dirty fuck holes.” what’s funny is he’s so nice usually. the kind of guy you’d bring home to your parents. the kind of guy who walks little old ladies down the street! the kind of guy who would offer his coat in a snow storm. but he’s addicted to cumming. his loads are so thick, so much comes out, that he needs it in the most fucked up ways. otherwise he’s not sure he could cum like he likes to.

cumplexliving

noah wished he could say that wasn't the case. that the feeling of getting fucked so deliciously roughly didn't excite the siren in the most sinful ways. noah always has to use glory holes such as this thanks to his status as a global pop star in the group SYN. if people found out what he liked to get up to? he would be in real trouble then. noah couldn't help but rub his thighs together. the wetness between the thick thighs practically pulsating with need as such a thick cock pushes in and out of his mouth and has plump lips spread wide open. noah pulls back, gasping for breath as he does so. “fuck…yes, yes i need it so bad. please.” the last word was said with such need that it was almost pathetic. “i'll be a good cock slut, i promise.”

#coolsv1lle ;; peter x noah #the voice that drowns you ;; noah

@lustspeaks

It wasn't really that often that Billy Vega got out of the apartment complex. There was always work to do and get done with so many people having so much important stuff to do. Billy liked to consider it repayment for them getting him out of a bad situation. But tonight? They practically ordered the witch to get out of the house. Saying that he needed to be around other people and learn how to take care of himself or whatever. Noah had taken him and dropped him off at a club in hopes that he would ‘let loose’.

Billy was making his way into the club when he accidentally bumped into someone. “Apologies-” he found himself being struck silent by how, well… hot the other man was. He blushed as he realized he was staring and shook his head. Offering the other a slightly shy and awkward smile. “Sorry. Didn't mean to run into you like that. I swear, I'm normally more graceful.” The witch joked.

#lustspeaks ;; damon x billy #the spell between them ;; billy

@strikersunindie

Dominic, or Dom as everyone calls him, Moretti was not always a man of many words. He's learned that sometimes silence holds just as much power. Unfortunately, negotiations such as this? Speaking was practically unavoidable. Which blows. Cause Dom was truly testing himself and his mental fortitutde. The other man smelled delicious. And he wanted nothing more than to lunge across his table and sink his fangs into that tempting vein on his neck.

"My boys, SYN, are global pop stars. And you want us to perform for…?" Dom's eyes lazily roamed up and down the other man's frame. His eyes taking in every piece of information he can, even when his fangs were begging to come out. “… and we're not exactly cheap. Money is time, after all.” Dom explains as he looks at the other man, leaning forward in a way that causes that massive chest to strain against his shirt in the same way his ass was straining against the dress pants. “What exactly are you wanting them to do?”

#strikersunindie ;; any of your muses #the man still learning to breath ;; dom

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