I'm Afraid I Might Be Losing You

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“Don’t worry, Spot, I believe in you.” He whispered, his hand moving lower and lower until they were pressing against the half omega’s hole “I know you can take it, and I’ll be here, remember? I’m going to help you through it all.” He said with a smile, kissing the Spot’s lips and pushing two fingers inside the boy.

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With every slip and slide of Wade’s large hands roaming the omega’s paper white flesh the boy grew wetter. His slick began to coat his hole and eventually those large hands found the source. When two long fingers invaded his sensitive rim the boy pushed his hips back into the intrusion. Spot moaned, growing in volume as each inch was added inside of him. “Th-this feels better than usual, sir. I... mph, please give me more,” he struggled with his words due to how fuzzy his head had gotten, but it was pleasant.

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He looked down at the shirt over him and then to Dante with a nod and a smile before finally looking back at Shiloh. He ran his thumb against the boy’s cheek slowly, “protection, I’ll give you all the protection I can.” He leaned in towards him slowly and pressed his lips gently against Shiloh’s. He moved the angel closer wrapping his other arm around him. He went slowly kissing him moving his lips against Shiloh’s gently only pulling away just a little, “you okay, Shiloh?”

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Dante smiled, seeing the angel opening himself for the demon, even though it was completely, it was a start, and the Nephilim liked that. He was going to wait and see what it lead to before getting behind Griffon and show Shiloh what kind of rewards he could offer to his slaves.

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Even though it was sinful the angel couldn’t help but cave in to the tingles of pleasure that were spreading like waves, crashing over his skin. Each hair on his body felt as though it was standing as goosebumps took over. “I... I am not sure,” he finally spoke. Of course, any angel would have shot down the affection and corrected Griffon’s behavior but Shiloh was a young angel. Quite impressionable and curious. “Th-this is a sin,” he spoke, though it sounded a bit more like a question than anything else.

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Wade licked his lips slowly before looking up at the boy “You are going to have your first heat, Spot.” He smiled, his eyes glowing red “The moment we’ve been waiting for is finally going to happen, my sweet omega.” He said, nuzzling his cheeks against his to-be-omega before biting his jaw softly.

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Clearly the younger pup of a beast was nervous. All the jitters were causing his body to tremble and shake with anticipation. “I-it’s too much. It’s too strong. What if I c-can’t handle it?” he asked the other, knowing that heat was a very intense time. Especially an omega’s first time.  

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He nodded, “yes, sir.” He looked back at Shiloh again though and smiled, “he calls me baby girl, and it does something to me. Makes me weak in my knees. But not everyone likes that. We’ll help you figure out what you want.” He moved his hand up to the boy’s face gently resting on his cheek, “I’m going to kiss you, just a kiss. Promise. I dn’t want to hurt you, Shiloh, I want to protect you.”

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Dante kept watching, snapping his fingers so that Griffon was with a shirt that was long enough to cover his dick, maybe Shiloh would be more comfortable like that.That was all Dante was going to do for now, he wanted to let Griffon take care of the angel, wanted to make him feel like a brother to the blonde so that Dante could claim him without any problems.

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The press of a warm palm upon Shiloh’s cheek soothed the angel’s racing heartbeat. It calmed him in a way he very much needed in that moment. Ever so hesitantly up came the blond’s hand and he placed it delicately atop Griffon’s. As if he were trying to tell the boy not to pull it away so soon. However, the nerves returned as he warned him of the kiss that was soon to come. He knew it was sinful to share romances with the same gender, or at least that’s what he had been taught. Perhaps it was just a friendly kiss. Like between pals or family. He hoped for the best and nodded along. “I need protection in this place,” he spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper. The sight of Griffon being further clothed only soothed his fears all the more, making his tension slowly melt away.

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“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow, sniffing the air around them only to smell the scent he had been hoping for in the last few months, the little boy was finally going to have his heat “How do you feel, tel me everything.” The alpha asked, leaning down to kiss the boy’s neck, down to his chest.

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“Mph... what did I just say, Wade? Please... I... I can’t,” he whimpered out as the other began to advance on him. The soft kisses in which he was accustomed to by now felt completely different. Their press onto his skin was like shooting smack into his veins. Drugged out and slack beneath his touches. “It feels... it feels like- my head is fuzzy. My body tingles and- oh!” he squeaked out as a certain spot seemed to trigger his pleasure and made it spike. All the tingles surging straight down to his cock. “Fuck... Wade.” He trembled, trying to catch his breath. “What’s happening?”

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He tilted his head, “that’s cute, you think I care.” He chuckled and moved towards the boy grabbing his hair and pulling it harshly to move his head back until his neck was fully exposed, “let me fill you in, Sally, I don’t care.” He slowly drug his finger across the boy’s neck, “and I won’t care in two days when you’re dead.”

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The boy grunted as head was yanked back, nearly break his neck from the sheer force of it. Though that wasn’t the worst of it. As nails raked over his skin he winced and tensed, trying to endure as much as he could. “Fuck, let me go... please. I wont tell anybody about this... Just let me go,” he pathetically began to lose this feistiness now that he was feeling more threatened.

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One that maintains a conversation record. YES…FUCKING…PLEASE

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I will reblog this every time it is on my dash until this happens. (and don’t get rid of the messages I already have when you make the switch)

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Yaaaas ;-; please

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“Wade, no petting right now. I feel kind of... funny.” With every stroke to his hair, or every touch for that matter, the hybrid’s body tingled with peculiar pleasures. 

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He looked at Dante and smiled, “thank you, master.” He got up and moved towards Shiloh. He looked at him, “Master Dante is a very nice lover. He will take care of you like he takes care of me.” He reached out for the other running his hand down the boy’s side, “I won’t hurt you. I am good. It’ll be fun, what I do, we’ll have fun. Just relax. Okay?”

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Dante watched the two boys, the demon touching the angel and telling him everything was going to be okay. It made the nephilim smile. “You should trust him Shiloh, Griffon always wanted a little brother to protect and care for.” He smirked “Isn’t that right, baby girl?”

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A high pitch whimper slipped from between Shiloh’s lips when the initial touch between heaven and hell was made. He wanted to back away but his knees were far to shaky to do so and he feared that any movements might cause them to buckle. The angel’s wings fluttered and twitched, just as the rest of him shook with nerves. He always kept them out, thinking they were honorable and a trophy for his purity. “F-Fun,” he said it so skeptically though. This was a demon, he could smell it radiating off the creature touching him. 

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He chuckled, “never said you did. And yet you’re here. I’m gonna call you Sally,” he said with a nod. “Sally, I’m going to cut your balls off and watch you squirm. Then I’m going to break all of your bones. When I’m finished I’ll just cut your eyes out then leave you to die. But first, first I’m going to just watch you struggle.”

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This was far to horrific to be a joke. Sullivan wasn’t familiar with his surroundings, this man, or the pain being described to him. As far as he knew this man was completely psychotic. “It’s Sully not Sally you freak, and if you take one step in my direction I will kick your fucking teeth in.” All the while he yanked and tugged at the chains binding his wrists behind his back. If only he could get his hands free.

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ctastrophe:

“Good morning,” he told the other watching them wake up. “Try not to freak out, the chains won’t hurt you.” I, on the other hand, will.

“This is a joke right? It has to be. I- I didn’t do anything to deserve this.”

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He watched his master leave and waited patiently for him to return. He wasn’t sure who he was bringing back so when he returned with the blond he was a little relived that the other didn’t look mean and awful like Maika could be. Griffon looked at Shiloh and then back to Dante. “Master? This is the addition?” He looked back at Shiloh, “Griffon. Master can I undress him?” He wanted to touch the other so badly him standing there was impossibly difficult not to.

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Dante looked at Shiloh and smiled “Because good slaves get rewards,” He said before coming closer to the angel’s ear “Just like the one Griffon is going to give to you.” He whispered before snapping his fingers and making the tie vanish “I’ll give you some time before I start working your hole, baby girl.” He said, sitting on the armed chair and drinking a glass of wine that had appeard in his hand.

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This sort of talk was baffling to the other. Shiloh was an addition? Masters? Undress?! The angel felt his chest begin to tighten with the weight of all this panic inducing confusion. The boy visibly flinched as the man whispered close to his ear. The heat from his breath raised goosebumps along his soft skin. “I do not wish to be undressed,” he told Griffon directly.

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He whined out softly as he was teased and touched in all the right places that Dante had spent years finding and perfecting. His body felt on fire with a lustfull want and he looked at him curiously before gasping out a sharp moan, “we..c-could? W-who?” He didn’t know who else, beside Maika and Dante knew his feelings on Master Maika. Of course he really didn’t have much say. “Yes, Master, we could.”

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Dante smiled and licked the boy’s neck slowly before kissing the wet skin “I’m glad you agree, I found a beautiful boy who I imagine you’ll be happy to fuck.” He smiled, getting up as clothes appeard on his body and a tie got knotted around Griffon’s cuffs. “I’ll be right back, baby girl.” He announced before he left, only taking a few minutes before coming back with a blonde angel named Shiloh “Present yourself to the boy who you’ll be pleasing, Shiloh.” He said softly, pointing at Griffon.

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Shiloh had been locked away, unused for the duration of his stay but apparently there was always a first for everything. A man who he had seen glance his way before finally decided that today was the day he would take Shiloh out of his cell and guided him up towards the rooms. He didn’t even speak the entire time, far to mortified by his head running wild with all the negative possibilities. Once he was brought into a room with a boy cuffed he averted his angelic blue eyes to the floor, not wanting to look upon him while he was indecent. Present? How was he to do this? In attempt to not be harmed he tried to comply to the best of his understanding. “H-hello. I am Shiloh. I um... why doesn’t he have any clothes on?” he turned his eyes back up to Dante nervously.

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Once Upon a  Resurrection...

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“I’m gonna paint that canvas with so much seed I’m gonna grow a garden on it.” He laughed. God he loved being able to say things like that and have someone who didn’t glare at him, or cock an awkward brow, or whatever. Flo might not have ever cared what people thought of what came out of his mouth, but that didn’t mean it sure wasn’t nice to finally have that person who loved it listening. It felt really good actually. 

Then when his was having a nice serving of Jet’s ass with a side of buttcheeks he took an extra large munch and licked the inner walls as deep as his tongue could bury. “Fuck. Fuck fuck…” Flo started to sound like something was wrong the moment his face sprang up for air, shoving his brother down and then he yanked up those legs. Nothing fancy. Nothing crude. Jerking the body he’d had to be so soft and fragile-touched with for so long right into a harshly opened missionary style spread eagle. But, all those upset fuck’s coming out of Flo’s mouth were just his sudden desperation. And a pure genuine confession left his lips as he took a big firm grip on his full engorged cock to shove it up to the entrance and said, “Fucking Loa I just need in so bad.” It nearly sounded like he was in pain it was so desperate right before he really did shove it in and his jaw fell completely open, his face sweaty from being shrouded so between his favorite cheeks, even a saliva drip strung from one corner of his mouth from how worked up the juices were in the rim devouring buffet. The corners of his eyes were wrinking for how tight he was squeezing them as he held nothing back to force his way in, skewering his brother on his needy needy cock. There wasn’t even a moment the thought entered his head he should ease Jet’s body into this after all this time. Fuck no. He needed it. He needed Jet so bad. And he just rammed in and took him. At that moment the first true smile in all of a year crept over Flo’s face. He did a lot of faking, a lot of manipulative grins, a lot of putting on a good show trying to make due with his situation. But, this one, right here, right now, was Flotsam’s first real smirk. It grew more wicked as he started to pound away as such missed strength. Jet was his strength. 

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Jetsam honestly did love the words that came out of his brother’s mouth. Not all the time, but he would say ninety-five percent of the time he would laugh or full heartedly agree with him. This was one of those times. “Fuckin’ make it a jungle, god.” Most of the time he wished he was half as witty as his beloved Flot but there were just some things he was good at and some things Jet was good at. That’s what made them so complete. Surely if they were exactly alike they would have grew tired of each other’s company by now.

It was typical to move through motions with his brother so smoothly. One thing thing happened that lead to another that transitioned into something entirely different but they were comfortable. When he felt his brother pulling back and spewing obscene words like a fountain he grew a bit more concerned. Was something wrong? Had the magic tweaked his body or perhaps some things remained decayed? He tried to sit up only to have his legs yanked down and his body molded like clay. Naturally, Jet would have fought this playfully but he was far to worried about Flo in this moment to question him. “What the hell? What-” his concerns were eliminated the moment he felt his brother pressing against his hardly prepped hole. Sure, it was slicked with the slimiest saliva probably known to man and Flot’s tongue was no little thing to take, especially with how skillfully deep he managed to get it every time, but he was not ready for the huge rod of hot meat to be forced into his tense pucker. Did Jetsam mind though? Not at all. He probably needed this just as badly as his brother did and the idea of fitting like two puzzle pieces again with the one person he loved on this earth was so worth the pain. It was just a bonus that pain was sort of Jetsam’s thing. He didn’t even realize how badly he missed his brother. That vague feeling of joy you got when he saw somebody you loved after so many months or years came crashing over him and while his mind didn’t understand it his body surely reacted by clinging to Flotsam in a desperate primal manner. “Fuck, have you grown in the passed year or have I just shrunk?” He attempted to chuckle but that was a bit hard when every thrust Flotsam was giving practically forced the air out of Jet’s lungs. It hurt, but at least he could feel again. At least he knew that despite all this time Flotsam’s love for him never withered. 

“Eat me,” he told the other in a stern voice, licking his lips in desperation. The actual fucking was kind of a dull throbbing pain and he knew if he had something to distract him from that it would seem so much better. He just needed his brother’s teeth in his flesh. “Take a bite, Flo.... whatever you please. Consume me. I want to be inside of you too.”

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Once Upon a  Resurrection...

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“The worst part was her being able to use your powers even when you were no where. It was weird looking at her in her face and seeing your colored eyes on her face. She went through this privacy phase and kept putting a patch over her eye so I couldn’t see anything through her eyes and I hated her for that one. I felt so weird and alone when I could only see through my own eyes. I think I pushed her around and would have gotten into a fight with the bitch if she didn’t have you inside her. Ugh. Eventually she started to catch on I happen to need you and all the parts of you, including those eyes, Fuck her privacy. It was just fucked up teaching her your lightning. But, I had to if I didn’t want her to burn the place down. Granted she did have a really fucking cool night at Jack’s haunted house and electrified the water after we flooded the place and all the partyers included. That was pretty classic.” Flo seemed to go back and forth with how much he hated the situation with Ariel and then followed with something good. He had to. He was under the belief at the time the situation might even be permanent and that scared him to death but he tried hard to make the best of it. 

But, once Savvy had come into play the subject didn’t linger. Flo chuckled under his breath at Jetsam’s reaction to him. There was always Jet and Flo and it would always be Jet and Flo and in the end they both knew they were who mattered most to each other, but the truth was Savvy existed in Flo not only because of one fateful day he tried to give himself to the Gods when he thought he had nothing left and lost his brother, but truly the even more real reason Savvy was there was because he chose Flo for his devotion to voodoo, that and Savvy the cannibal loa, wanted to be united with Jetsam, the cannibal boy with no morals like himself. Jet was teh earthly example of everything this voodoo God embodied and therefore chose Jet as his partner through Flo. In a way it was a unique union because a God chose them both and now Flo was the next chosen Hougan, and yet the other person the God had chosen was Jet, a boy who wasn’t so up to snuff in voodoo aside from his own electric powers. Now that was a gift of it’s own. It was like together Jet/Flo became the God’s perfection. He wanted them both. And in ceremony they were all united, but somewhere deeper down Flo knew, when push came to shove, if a decision ever had to be made, Savvy would be left in the dust for Jet any day. That said he really was a devout voodooist and had become so even more since Jet’s passing. Actually, if Jet was paying attention and if he could put two and two together thinking on Flo being named the next Hougan, it might have dawned on Jet that that person was usually a current priest. Flotsam was one. In Jet’s absence he’d because an official voodoo priest and the community depended on him for spiritual advice and magic far more than they ever had before.  

But maybe now wasn’t the time for such thoughts for Jet had just gotten demanding physically and that was enough to lost Flo’s train of thought and anything else he could possibly want to share with Jet. He was smirking and chuckling about Savvy showing up and then said, “Yeah, I cleaned you up real good babe. I know how you like it.I wasn’t letting you sit around nappy.” He really was about to say more about it, really he was but then there was Jet all spread for the licking and Flo seriously didn’t give a fuck about anything but that god forsaken lickable hole that he need to rim and dig and eat that very moment. He wanted his face buried in that warm musty cleave. He even said the word warm all garbled and muffled as he suffocated his face deep in Jet’s ass. He hadn’t been able to feel his warm body in so long and this move had his own cock absolutely leaking precum like a faucet, the seed of a dirty mind drizzling like candle wax dripping over the curves of Flo’s hard cock head and right down the shaft. The amount of fluid was a plain wonder but it just kept leaking and his inner gut was aching and his absolutely on fire the pressure of arrousal was so pulsing from the inside out. He tried to temper the feeling, off setting it with how he devoured Jet’s ass buffet, all he could fucking eat, and he kept diving in for seconds and thirds and more with every breath he had to gasp before slurping up more. He was dipping his tongue down deep in that very clean hole too, He’d lick from one end of the cleave all the waY to his ball sac and suckle as he rubbed circles around Jet’s puckered entrance with his finger tips. He’d start to moan and groan and bounce his hips, his pelvis rocking with need, and his cock bouncing and boinging with the momentum of how uninhibited Flo’s air humping was on all fours as he finally bore teeth into that tender skin, scraping asshole literally. 

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It was almost like Flotsam found a form of torture that Jetsam didn’t enjoy. That was a miracle in itself. Hearing each and every disrespect that Ariel did unto him and his brother made his skin crawl, and his rage began to build before it subsided due to Flot’s excuses for the girl. Just because she fried one crowd of people meant that all was forgiven? No, not in Jet’s book at least. The idea of the girl having privacy lead the more rambunctious of the twins to wonder just what it was she had to hide. He never kept anything from Flotsam and therefore he didn’t care what he saw through their shared sight. It had him worried that Ariel was never completely on his brother’s side. Oh well, didn’t matter now right? She was dead and never coming back and that was fine by Jet.

The idea of his all powerful voodoo brother being the leader of the magic summoners didn’t exactly dawn on him, and perhaps now wouldn’t be the best time to point it out. Sure, it was great that Flo managed to reach that level of his magic but with the title there would come others seeking guidance or advice. Others that would tread on their land and come to their front door. No, Jet certainly wouldn’t like sharing his brother one little bit but if it was what Flotsam wanted then Jet would be forced to stomach it. Just so long as he was the priority here and not other peoples petty problems.

As his beloved brother began to explain the reasoning behind why he had kept him shaven clean his heart pounded in his chest, letting him know very well that he was alive again. Despite not really knowing he had been just a soul for the past year his body was sore and almost stiff. His beating heart was sore but surely he just had to get into the motion of living again. “You always treat me so good. I appreciate that, Floppy. I do love giving you a smooth clean canvas to paint with your seed,” he laughed lightly even though he was dead serious. Their rituals of making love were more like art to Jetsam. At long last Flotsam finally felt his brother’s warm mouth latching onto his precious pink pucker and with that warm came an easy stretch. Sure, his body was tense and his hole needed to be re-worked after sitting unused for so long and being repaired but he didn’t mind that one bit. In fact, he anticipated the preparations and the time they’d put into training his hole to take many things once again. It was like hitting the reset button on his ass and the nostalgic routines of training his asshole would be relived with his brother. “Yeah, Flo. Miss me? Miss my warm spasming little hole squeezing around that tongue of yours?” He couldn’t imagine consciously knowing and waiting for his brother’s touch again, and actually having it be in his body. Part of him almost didn’t want to remember the past year of being dormant in Ariel but then again, he wished to know what his brother had been up to all that time. Not just in words but in visuals and feelings.

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Once Upon a  Resurrection...

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Jet did everything as usual to keep his brother calm inside when his fears of telling him everything were bubbling up. God damn he was perfect. Flo would never see anything less. “You did have suckable tits. I’ll give you that.” He couldn’t not laugh at that. Of course he didn’t go into full detail at the moment how very hard and how very long fought Ariel. Ignored her. Gave her the cold shoulder. So very pissed her stupidity lead the attack straight to them. Maleficent’s minions followed her to the shack. He was so furious she didn’t notice. Somewhere in him he knew she was just a dumb girl and they were magical people and could have easily done things to keep hidden, but still once his brother was dead, excuses were hard to accept. He isolated himself from everyone except that body of Jet’s. All he could manage to explain was, “It just took me a long time to want to suck ‘em when her stupidity got you killed. So the least she could do was hold your soul for a little while. Life kinda sucked without your dick babe and holding you wasn’t the same with titties in the middle. Mostly I just held your corpse, sucked it’s limp dick so it wouldn’t feel left out. So okay maybe I kinda did a lot of talking to your body. And maybe I made you talk back wishing you were in there. Oh my god I can’t wait to fuck your hole and it be all warm again. It was always cold from the freezer.”  And a funny little smirk came over his mouth and twisted it’s way up Flo’s cheek realizing he had all of Jet back, even that. Between seeing the lower half of Jet revealed when he’d thrown of the blanket and feeling his warm hands on his face before and all the perfect words that came from his mouth, Flo was already getting feelings between his legs as well as all those in his heart. But, the moment Jet knew who’s rings were whose there was a full on hard on thrumming for action in his pants and the pressure was mounting quickly. Then Jet slipped it on his finger and Flo reached out to do the same with Jet’s ring and slid it back perfectly into place. Flo’s breathing was upping being so close. His hips were starting to push forward to get closer as he admired that smile. The one that never moved on the corpse’s face. He studied how every line moved in his face too, his eyes bouncing all over it, overwhelmed with seeing it move again, and it not being a spell, but real, so real. He clasped their fingered hands together and pushed forward to land a kiss on his lips before saying, “You’re so fucking mine.” He reached up wiht the other hand and grabbed a thick wad of hair on the back of his skull (an area he hadn’t been able to be rough with less pull bone away) and felt the full wholeness and gripped the hair and forced a much harder kiss on Jet. But, it was Savvy’s voice that broke through the barrier of Flo’s throat in that moment, deeper, an octave lower, even raspier than Flo’s own, “Both mine.” It seemed both marital partners were there in Flo and that always turned Flo on realizing how much a God wanted his brother’s ass. It made Flo smirk all the more when gasping off that kiss. It made him feel like his brother was royalty, his royal ass, and even the mother fucking God’s had to have Flo’s permission to touch it. He shot his hand down between Jet’s legs but didn’t touch, hovering just above. “Should I let him feel it baby?” Flo wasn’t sure why he liked to tease Savvy, but he did. “He wants you really bad right now. We’ll be lucky if I don’t explode in my pants right now if we don’t let him.” But, then Flo looked puzzled, “Or wait, maybe that’s me.” Maybe he wasn’t in the right state to tease Savvy after all? He was too horny and hard for that new tasty body by him himself to tell the difference. Oh God he was starting to feel desperate himself and that aroused desperate need for the other was clearly creasing every line in his face in desire and suddenly he forgot he was going to tease Savvy at all as his hand fell to Jet’s pants’ button and started to try and yank it open, his own body starting to rock with all that neediness. 

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The idea of having a perky pair of breasts with rosy pink nipples was quite amusing to Jet and even that had his mind lightly considering getting a boob job just so he could treat Flotsam like all those little children he loved to corrupt so much and have him nurse from his bountiful bosoms. He fully enjoyed playing out the best- or sickest by other peoples standards- scenarios with his brother. Jet has tried on multiple occasions to convince his sexual victims to play along with his twisted kinks but of course Flot was the only one who let the boy indulge in his sinful lusting. Perhaps it was all that rejection that helped him see just how damn beautiful their relationship was. There was no replacing Flotsam in a million years and even if there was a sick bastard out there who accepted his peculiar sex games it still wouldn’t feel quite right. He knew that Flotsam’s hands were as familiar as they could come and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

His delightfully delicious imaginings were cut short far to soon when Jet’s ears picked up on a rather upsetting reveal of why he was killed. Ariel. The bitch he had so generously wanted to extend a thanks to in pray later was in fact the imbecile who put him in danger in the first place. On top of that she risked Jetsam’s true love. For the shallow creature that Jet was he didn’t take to kindly to one for being a traitor. Yes, even if that betrayal was brought on by pure stupidity and completely accidental. It was because of that red headed whore that Flotsam suffered for a year, stomaching the impossible while she gained his acceptance by default. Just because she bared Jetsam in her body somewhere. Jet didn’t have a doubt in his mind that if that weren’t the case Flot would have skinned her alive and dipped her naked muscles and bones in salted lemon juice. Even the thought made his heart swell with such love for the other. He needed no confirmation because he already knew his brother to be a vengeful soul when it came to each other.

Jet was about to babble his curse word littered rant about how much he would have loved to torture her for the mistakes she made but other talk easily distracted him. Like the fact that his beautiful Flotsam so lovingly fucked and sucked his decaying corpse despite it being an empty vessel. It just went to show how no matter what his brother would love every bit of him through and through. His soul in Ariel. His vacant body. Jet even felt his newly heated and revived fresh pucker twitch at the simple mentioning of being filled with his brother’s familiar cock. There was no other sensation so satisfying than that right there and despite feeling he had only been gone a night his body knew otherwise. It yearned for his love filled touches more than Jet ever could recall.

Just as Jet was about to act on his sexual hungers and pounce his brother so that he could dry hump him like the fucking pent up animal in heat he felt like the other took the remaining ring and slipped it right onto the appropriate finger. It brought a smile that seemed to be battling a smirk, lost somewhere in between the emotions of being mischievous and emotionally wrecked. Before Jetsam could even express his fondness for the hand holding and how he wanted to sew their skin together so that they never would let go his lips were assaulted in the best way possible. It was over far to soon but eventually he just leaned back and sighed. “Yours, of course. Just as much yours as you are mine,” he agreed with his half lidded eyes staring directly back into Flot’s, mirroring their color perfectly. Before much else could be done though it seemed the ‘third wheel’ spoke up. Jet laughed softly before konking their foreheads together playfully. “Way to ruin a reunion Savvy.” Whether this was a god of cannibalism or not he wouldn’t shy away from his snarky behavior. Jet just simply could not stop being jet.

The sexual tension between the two of them was fiery hot, burning Jetsam from the inside out it seemed and as though it were instinct as Flot reached down for his crotch Jet’s legs  parted eagerly for better access. He wanted his brother to get a fistful of his swelling bulge and work it over just to make sure all his parts were still in working order. That touch never came though and it seemed to drive Jet mad. A high pitched whine fell from his lips as his body pleaded for that simple contact.

“I don’t know, Flo. How bad does he really want it?” he chuckled and played along with all this teasing, wondering if Flot could really hold back such a powerful being from taking over his body completely. It was a theory he would enjoy testing but it seemed now wasn’t the time. The moment his beautiful filth infested brother began to yank at his jeans he lifted his hips and just prayed he wouldn’t even bother with the button or zipper and just tug them down his hips and thighs so fast he’d get a burn from the fabric. “You? Both? I really don’t care just as long as you’re here. Just need you here, you understand me Flot? It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” he asked the obvious and smirked at the thrilling idea of all that time in between their last fuck session and now. His new tight muscles were going to feel fucking amazing around Flotsam’s dick. 

After the boy began to kick and pull his legs out of his jeans he shoved them off the bed and reached down grab his ankles, pulling them up and apart to show his cock and pink little pucker. “Fuck, wait a second...” he grumbled before reaching down to feel the smoothness of his skin around his blood engorged cock. “Did you fuckin’ shave me while I was dead?” he licked his lips at the sensation of how silky smooth he was. He wasn’t complaining because he loved being hairless down there, always has, but then again the growth might have been stopped when his heart wasn’t beating any longer. “Doesn’t matter. Just get down there and eat me out, Flo. Take that as literally as you’d like,” he grinned and yearned for the feeling of a warm tongue lapping at his entrance or even the sensation of teeth sinking into his flesh.

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“H-How did you know that,” she asked, looking at him with big eyes. No human should even know that tune; unless he wasn’t human…

Sophie shook her head of the thought, due to the fact that she couldn’t figure out what he even was, if not human.

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Micah felt the corners of his lips turn upward into a pleasant smile, his eyes holding great interest. “I learned of it through a dear friend a long time ago, kid. I should probably be asking you the same question, though.” He slowly stood up from the piano and bowed slightly to show his respect for the young miss. Definitely not a custom practiced now a days. “Might I know the name of the beautiful lady who is so keen on my piano playing?”