singing here we go again

I was     c  h  o  k  i  n  g     in the crowd        Living my brain up in the cloud                    Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown

[stevenkodalys]

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[finn-lastor]

maia-petrova

Maia grinned, splashing him again. “I must say, this place is not entirely without its… diversions.” She laughed, “I’ve been well, and you? I feel like it’s been ages since I’ve seen you around the island.”

Finn chuckled softly as he kicked some water back at her with an amused grin pulling onto his features. "Do I even want to ask what kind of trouble you've been getting yourself into around here? And i’m okay, as okay as you can be trapped on a island you know?"

[finn-lastor]

sophiaofcanada

Sophia nodded. “I’d say I’ve adjusted to this island a lot better than some of the royals I’ve seen.” She offered with a small smile before rolling her eyes. “I have to worry about you. That’s what siblings are for.” At the question, she shook her head. “Not anything I can’t handle. Has anyone been giving you any hassle?” She questioned with her hands on her hips. “I’ll fight a pirate.” Sophia would if they’d attempted to harm her brother in anyway. 

“Yeh well you always would have. It feels less out of place here than it does in the palace.” He admitted with a small sigh falling form his lips. If anything having grown up in New York verses in a palace like most the royals here was probably giving them an advance at this point. They had never been accustomed to those luxuries. “I don’t doubt that. But isn’t that my job though as you’re older brother? Can’t go stealing that from me, come on; I should be the one protecting you remember?” An amused grin tugging at his features at her feisty words, a light chuckle fell easily from his lips as he gave a single shake of his head. “Alright calm down, the last thing we need is for you to go full karate kid on a pirate and get yourself thrown in the dungeons. No hassle, you can check me over for bruises- see-” Finn paused giving her a 360 spin before a smirk tugging onto his features as he looped his arm loosely around her. “I’ve missed you Soph.”

[runawaymaeve]

finn-lastor:

With the group filled with their moans of pleasure, Finn found himself completely captivated by the blonde beauty. Their lips locked he hummed against her mouth, his hand curling tighter in her blonde locks to hold her that that little bit longer. Even if their connection was a little rough, he still wanted to savor the taste of her against his lips and the way she moaned his name. With her quivering and falling apart under him, he pressed his body against hers to give her a better grip onto him. His hand rubbing a little faster against her clit as his pace became a little erratic, the feeling of her tight walls contracting around his throbbing cock echoed a loud moan off of his lips as he came. Filling her to the brim, a groan fell from his lips as he unraveled; his thrusts slowing as he thrusted through their orgasms. Hips rolled firmly against hers every time his balls hit her center, wanting that last little bit of friction that the heated connection made him crave. His breath heavy against her soft sink of her neck, the hand that had been in her hair moving to stroke a thumb lightly over her cheek. His other hand moving up from her clit to steady himself, hand by her head to hold his weight off of her. Forehead resting against hers as he tried to catch his breath, as he looked over her beautiful features. Catching hers lips in a kiss softer than before, his nose brushed against hers as he pulled back slightly so his eyes could scan over her face as he asked: “Are you alright?”

Maeve loved watching him come. His body was a force to be reckoned with and the fact that he’d shared that moment with strangely meant more to her. She had never been more attracted to him and it terrified her, but she knew she wasn’t going anywhere. She eased her grip on his back and slowly moved her hands back into his hair. She kissed him back just as softly with a slight smile on her face. When he pulled away from her, she was worried that it wasn’t as good for him as it was for her. His question puzzled her but she nodded quickly. She felt at peace with him like this, it was a nervous peace, but she couldn’t be happier. “Yes I’m alright,” she answered quietly. She was trying to force herself to be honest with him, at least in this moment. She bit her lip nervously trying to work up her nerve. “I don’t want this to be the last time I see you,” she started, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes stayed on his, but she couldn’t hide the fear on her face. “I’m scared, but I don’t want to stop whatever this is,” she admitted, feeling more exposed and vulnerable than she had taking off her clothes in front of him.

[finn-lastor]

Pulling out of her, he moved to lie down next to her; his arm slung over her side pulling her close to him. Just because they had finished didnt mean that he wanted to leave her side any time soon. If anything he'd probably try to stay until she inevitably kicked him out, even then he'd leave her with a charming smile and locked lips for good measure. With her confirming she was alright, he pressed another soft kiss to her lips as a hand moved to cup the back of her neck. "Good.." He uttered a smile tugged onto the edge of his lips; he knew he could be a little rough at times the least he could do after was make sure the woman he was with was okay. With her words, his smile dimmed slightly but only briefly as he looked over her features. He knew he had to be honest and tell her about his engagement, but right now didnt seem like the time or place. Instead his arm wrapped that bit tighter around her, his thumb running over her cheek and along her jaw. "Why would it be the last time..Hey.." The male spoke his voice soft if not a little husky still as he tried to assure her. "You don't have anything to be afraid. Okay? I'm right here."

[finn-lastor]

runawaymaeve

Maeve didn’t remember a time when she couldn’t think during sex. Finn was causing her mind to go absolutely blank with each time he slammed into her. Her voice didn’t sound like her own anymore as it grew more hoarse every time she called out. Once his finger was over her clit again, she felt another orgasm start to build inside of her. She leaned up and kissed him deeply wanting to feel that extra rush. Sweat started to glisten her entire body as she had to pull away to breathe. She didn’t give him any warning before she came because she didn’t have any warning herself. The orgasm came harder than the previous one. She gripped onto his back so tight that her nails had caused him to bleed a little. Her hips slammed into his wanting to feel every last ounce of him as the orgasm faded.

With the group filled with their moans of pleasure, Finn found himself completely captivated by the blonde beauty. Their lips locked he hummed against her mouth, his hand curling tighter in her blonde locks to hold her that that little bit longer. Even if their connection was a little rough, he still wanted to savor the taste of her against his lips and the way she moaned his name. With her quivering and falling apart under him, he pressed his body against hers to give her a better grip onto him. His hand rubbing a little faster against her clit as his pace became a little erratic, the feeling of her tight walls contracting around his throbbing cock echoed a loud moan off of his lips as he came. Filling her to the brim, a groan fell from his lips as he unraveled; his thrusts slowing as he thrusted through their orgasms. Hips rolled firmly against hers every time his balls hit her center, wanting that last little bit of friction that the heated connection made him crave. His breath heavy against her soft sink of her neck, the hand that had been in her hair moving to stroke a thumb lightly over her cheek. His other hand moving up from her clit to steady himself, hand by her head to hold his weight off of her. Forehead resting against hers as he tried to catch his breath, as he looked over her beautiful features. Catching hers lips in a kiss softer than before, his nose brushed against hers as he pulled back slightly so his eyes could scan over her face as he asked: “Are you alright?”

[finn-lastor]

Are you falling for anyone on the island?

I - well.. I shouldn’t be. But that’s always the slight ironic twist isn’t it? Unexpectedly, I think so yes. 

[finn-lastor]

Describe your relationship with your sister

I know that i’m extremely protective of her, she probably gets sick of it from time to time I’m sure. But I love her, of course I do. If it wasn’t for her I’m pretty sure I probably would have lost it by this point. She’s strong, alot stronger than people often give her credit for she takes after our mom like that. But I never wanted her to have to be strong for me, I’m supposed to protect her. If I can’t atleast do that, then what can I do?

[finn-lastor]

Assplay

no | rather not | I dunno | I guess | sure | yes | FUCK yes | oh god you don’t even know

Send me a fetish and I’ll rate it || closed

[blacktridenthq-deactivated20210]

Ask the muse! You are allowed to ask any question and the muse has to answer with 100% honesty.

[finn-lastor]

runawaymaeve

There was something so incredibly sexy when he forced her to stop biting her lip. She nodded to his words, wanting to grant him that pleasure. Her hands went to his back again, digging her nails deep into his skin as she cried out. She pushed him deeper against wanting every possible inch of him inside her. Her hands moved down lower until she gripped his ass tightly, feeling his muscles move as he did. He hit her spot and she cried out his name louder, vaguely thinking that the whole island heard her. “Right there,” she told him breathlessly, “shit babe right there.” A little alarm went off deep in her mind when she said that, but she couldn’t hear it over the sound of her own moans filling the room. She didn’t plan on letting him leave that night, even if they were spent. She didn’t want him to get far away from her, not when he was making her feel this good.

He’d always enjoyed rough sex, and with her nails digging into his skin leaving marks - he had no doubt - down his back; it made a low guttural moan fall from his lips as he gripped her hips tighter. With the way she was clinging onto him and her moans filling his ears, she was driving him crazy. Every touch only leaving him wanting more of the blonde beauty beneath him. A small grunt falling from his lips, he pull out almost completely only to slam back into her moments later hitting right against her sweet spot. Every inch of he had filling her until his balls hit against her roughly. Pinning her firmly against the bed, he started pounding into her, making sure to hit her spot with every forceful deep thrust into her sweet core. A hand moving up to tangle in her hair, he tugged on it as his other hand moved to rub firm circles against her clit. His thumb pressing firmly if not a little roughly against her swollen bud, moving his hand in time with his thrusts. Pace becoming a little uneven as his thrusted faster into her, despite his cock throbbing with the threat of coming undone he wanted her to unravel under his finger tips more. The sight of her crying out with pleasure under his touch, extremely attractive; leaving his eyes darkened with lust and her name falling from his lips in a moan as he watched her reactions under him. It only made him want to leave her breathless and throat raw from screaming his name. If this is what they were like only on the second time, he didn’t want to leave her any time soon.

[finn-lastor]

neptunesbelle

“I assume the secret is the warehouse, which I feel I should inform you, that if I ever personally catch any royal in there, when you guys are finally sent home, that royal will be missing a hand - old Victorian era style.” Belle scoffed. “I already think the worst of you are you’re a Prince, the bottle just makes you a little more interesting.” she shoulders bunched into a deep exaggerated shrug. Didn’t matter if he drunk it alone or with a friend to her. “Mmhm, I’m fairly sure you’re underestimating how strong that liquor is. While not on par with my own homemade stuff, it’s decent shit. I don’t know you to give you credit, as for dragging me with you, you should reevaluate that plan if you like all your appendages, more specifically your third leg…” 

“Actually I think it was his captor he stole it from. Sorry to disappoint you, you’ll have to miss out on your be-handing for the day save it for a different royal.” He spoke simply with a small shake of his head. The thought was almost amusing with the added Victorian notion, but honestly he wouldn’t put it past her. “You automatically think the worst of me because I’m a Prince?” He spoke with a light quirk of his eye brow as he looked over at the other before shaking his head lightly. “I can’t exactly do much to defend most of them honestly. But not all of us are assholes, like I’m sure not all of you are either. And i’m fairly sure you’re underestimating how much I can take. I assure you, I can handle it. That’s a shame, the water doesn’t look so bad from up here.”

[finn-lastor]

“You know if you wanted to get my attention, there are better ways at doing it than that.” He chuckled wiping the splash of water off of his face with a small shake of his head in amusement. “You seem to be enjoying yourself, how have you bee?” @maia-petrova

[finn-lastor]

With the news that he’d been assigned a new pirate to watch over him, Finn could almost feel his stomach roll. Not that he didn’t enjoy a pirates company from time to time, but more for the fact that his new watcher might hold more restrains than his previous ones did. If anything he’d miss the freedom that came from having a nonchalant captor. Running his hand through his hair, the male straightened as he turned his head to look over at the female. “I suppose formal introductions are in order? It’s Finn, but I’m guessing someone probably told you that.” @raynelle-rae-dixon

[finn-lastor]

isoldedavies

Mysterious. It sounded so ridiculous, so unlike her, that she smiled. She’d never been called mysterious in her life, at least not to her face. Looking down in amusement, she considered the beater in her hand.

The problem with insomnia was that she could be both wide awake and barely so in a matter of seconds, her mind racing and then sloughing through thoughts the next. It slowed, then, the white sheen of the whipped egg whites and sugar coming into focus. There was something missing from it. She recounted the recipe in her head: sugar, egg whites, a bit of lemon zest, the tiniest bit of coriander – oh! Malle dropped the beater back into the bowl and turned, fetching a small bottle of coconut. She measured it in by the capful, then turned. Her mind caught up again.

“If I was a pirate, I don’t think I would be in here,” she commented, looking up at him, sidelong. “Especially not at this hour.”

Reaching for a towel, she wiped off her hands and extended one. “Princess Isolde – Malle,” she corrected, with a slight nod of her head. “Of Wales.”

If anything Finn had become accustomed to his lack of sleep, it wasn’t a normality for him anymore. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had been able to have a full night sleep without the disturbance of nightmares. The concept seemed so foreign to him now almost the idea of a peaceful sleep a dream within itself. His little sleep was doing him no favors, but when you’re in a place like this it was no surprise that his senses were heightened as it was. Blowing a small puff of air from his lips as his eyes refocused onto her, a small smile played on his lips as he leaned against the kitchen counter watching her busy herself away. There was almost something a little peaceful about watching her and seeing her mind twirl - clearly a little sleep deprived just as he was. 

“I don’t know, stranger things have happened.” He said simply to her comment. He wouldn’t be surprised finding someone in here at this hour either way, it felt like a some what safe place to be in the middle of the night. Especially with the comforts of food, though seeing someone bake at this time wasn’t exactly what he was expecting to say the least. “Prince Frederick - Finn -,” He also corrected in the same tone, a soft charming smile pulling onto the corners of his features as she took her hand giving it a small shake. Though they had met before the gesture was almost entering at how formal it was, especially considering they were exchanging their ‘offical’ titles. “- Lastor. Of Canada. How long have you been here on the island?”

[finn-lastor]

nataliaward

There was nothing more peaceful than when most of the people on the island were asleep. There were so many from each side that it was hard, to get a moment alone so when she had it, she completely soaked it up. She had began to relax so much that she was tempted to lay on her back and doze off right there but then she heard someone approaching causing her head to snap over just as he spoke. “Maybe. Do you talk a lot?” She asked turning to look forward once again.  

“Only when the company appreciates the conversation. Which I can only guess you wouldn’t.” Finn spoke simply with a light shrug of his shoulders as he took a seat next to the female, keeping his eyes focused on the scene ahead of them. If he was being honest, he didn’t mind the silence. A little peace and quiet never hurt anyone and if anything just the company of another person would easily be enough to settle is nerves a little.

[finn-lastor]

sophiaofcanada

The one person Sophia wanted to see on the island was her brother. She looked up to him more than any other person in the world except maybe their father, but he took his place after his passing. Sophia chuckled and shook his head as she wrapped her arms around the other. “I would never.” Pulling back slightly, she nodded up at Finn. “I’m alright. I miss home but I’m alright. How are you?”

He’d been so caught up in trying to find ways off of the island, that he hadn’t been checking in as much as he knew he should have been with his sister. Guilt of course edged with that, but he knew she was capable of taking care of herself. Besides, trying to get off the island was probably a more pressing issue. “Are you sure?” He asked again as he looked over her almost needing to double check, but he’d always been a little too protective over her. “I’m alright, don’t you worry about me. Has anyone been giving you any hassle?”

[finn-lastor]

neptunesbelle

“I did ask where you got the bottle from.” But she suspected the Prince’s senses were dulled to the point of blissful ignorance by this point. As long as it wasn’t one of her own home-brewed moonshine, she didn’t care where the royal got the drink and as she got closer she was glad to see that wasn’t one of her bottles. “You seem a little buzzed your highness.” Her head canted to the side, honey brown hue watching him amused as her lip rolled between her teeth. “You should maybe sit down on the dock, I’m not following you in the water if you fall.” 

“And give away the secret? Never.” He chuckled lightly before giving a small shake of his head as he looked down at the empty bottle in his hand. “I didn’t drink all of this before you start thinking the worse of me. Another royal swiped it and we started drinking together, he passed out back at the house and well; here we are.” He spoke as a matter of fact before giving a light shrug of his shoulder as he turned his attention and eyes back over to look at her. “A little, not even. Give me a little more credit than that. Besides, if I’m going down I’d be dragging you right with me.”