Angel With a Shotgun

I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting till the war's won. I don't care if heaven won't take me back. I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe. Don't you know you're everything I have? And I want to live, not just survive, tonight. And I'm gonna hide, hide my wings tonight. [This is a multi-character blog for our Revolutionist group roleplay. Will only RP with those in group. Mun is 20+]

[onegirlrevolution]

Kelli chuckled as she hooked her feet around the metal bars of the railing. “Just remember I can dish out as much as you give,” she joked before growing serious.”I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guys about Cal following me, it’s why I left. I’m glad you talked me out of going alone cause I’d probably be on an operating table getting cut open again.” She shuddered and traced her scars with her fingers.

"But you!" She looked up at him with a sudden but not too strong anger in her eyes. "I don’t care how heroic or even smart that stunt was, you scared me. I thought I wasn’t going to see you again."She jumped down and fell into the seat next to him before hitting him in the arm. "Don’t make a habit of it or I might have to start adding some heat to it," she warned before all her anger melted away and she just relaxed next to him. "So how do you like the outlaw life?"

[getyourrebelon]

"Of course you can," Spencer said with an incredulous snort, pretending as if he didn't believe Kelli. Although, he knew that she probably wasn't bluffing. He smiled small. "It's fine. I totally get it. You didn't want to worry us. I probably would have done the same thing, to be quite honest." 

His eyes went wide and his whole body tensed when Kelli's demeanor changed, suddenly becoming angry at him. He blinked at her, taking in her words, and when she was done, his brow slowly arched. "I knew what I was doing," he grumbled with a little smirk as the redhead took a seat next to him. Spencer shrugged his shoulders in response. "Eh, it's nothing new, really. I was kinda already living a sort of outlaw life."

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Taking a deep breath, the witch tried to stop the tears

collecting in his eyes. But his effort was almost half- hearted, the angry part of him wanting Finn to see how upset he’d made him—how stupid he was being about the whole thing.

And it seemed like it had worked, because as the familiar sat back, Faust could visibly see the change of his demeanor beginning right before his eyes. And soon enough, the Finn he knew was sitting right before him. And the Finn he knew was quickly working to reverse his actions, taking everything apart until the witch was finally free to sit up on his own and try to rub the sting out of his wrists.

The part of him that was still angry wanted to make Finn pay— he was going to do something terrible to him; but whether it was humiliation or revenge or something of a cross, he wasn’t sure and didn’t particularly care. But the softer part of him, the part that was more upset than angry, knew that he had been unfair to Finn. Finn had done nothing but remain devoted to him and he had been—well, he had been far less than faithful. And ignoring the rather painful state that Finn had left him in, he decided to comfort him.

So, quietly, he crawled over to Finn and kneeled beside him,  his arms gently ringing around his chest and his lips lifting to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

" You were being a huge arsehole, ” he muttered, resting  his chin on his shoulder. “And I’d really like to fuck you over and show you who’s boss—” Quietly he paused, kissing Finn’s shoulder as a physical gesture to a change in his tone. " But fuck, Finn. I haven’t been fair. I get that, okay? You just— didn’t have to fuck me to tell me that.”

There was another pause before he lowered his voice, muttering, "Even though having you fuck me was totally hot. or whatever.  "

[getyourrebelon]

Finn sat on the bed quietly, waiting for Faust to chew him out for what he had done. He pretty much deserved the yelling. After all, to be quite honest, he really had no idea what he was doing, and he could've gotten Faust hurt. Yeah he definitely deserved whatever fit his master was about to throw.  However, the familiar was pleasantly surprised when instead of screaming, Faust came over, wrapped his arms around him, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He was confused at first by the comfort, but he definitely didn't mind it. Finn leaned into the embrace a little, biting his bottom lip as he listened. Frankly, part of him wouldn't mind if Faust wanted to show him who was boss if it involved what he thought it would. But that could probably be brought up later. "'M'sorry," he mumbled. "I thought I could handle it, y'know? But apparently I couldn't, and I just let it build up until I went all sexual Hulk on you. I should've just said something, but I didn't think you would take me seriously, or you'd think I was just being some whiny, possessive brat, or if you would even listen..."  Finn paused, his brow arching as he caught that last bit, tilting his head a little so he could glance at Faust. A small smirk pulled at his lips, feeling a small sense of pride. "Was it now?"

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It didn’t even matter anymore, what he had to say— because at this point, Faust was angry at Finn. And irrationally so; though, at no point had the witch ever really been rationally angry. But regardless, as the familiar continued to ignore him as he picked another toy, Faust was completely prepared to give him whatever he could of the silent treatment. Granted, he might be in the more compromising position of the two, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t try to resist him any way he could.

But as he grabbed his jaw and made him turn to look at him, Faust felt his eyes begin to tear up. However, whether it was out of anger and frustration or painful betrayal, he wasn’t sure. Nor did he really care, as he glared at Finn and as his lips turned into a displeased scowl.

" I don’t know, what do you think? ” he snapped, trying to pull away from his hand. ” It’s not like I don’t take the time to take care of you, Finn. Don’t you think I love you? Do you really think that if you were just my fuck toy, I’d care about you? Just—fuck Finn. Let me go.”

[getyourrebelon]

The look on Faust's face, and the tears in his eyes sent a wave of guilt over Finn. As if that hadn't been bad enough, the witch opened his mouth and began spewing out those words that deep down Finn knew were true the whole time. He'd just been blinded by jealousy and rage to see it at this moment.  Slowly, Finn sat back, straddling his master's waist and staring down at him blankly, his mouth opening and closing as if he were trying to find words to say in response, but he wasn't even sure where to begin. It was obvious though that his brief period of dominance was fading back into his usual submissive demeanor, and his cheeks burned a bright pink out of embarrassment over his actions. He crawled off the bed, working quickly as he removed the cock ring, undid the belt still looped around the witch's neck, and unlocked the cuffs tying Faust down to the bed. Once he was finished with all that, the familiar took a seat at the foot of the bed, scrubbing a hand over his face. "I...am so sorry, Faust. I don't...I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't have said any of that. Or done any of that."

[onegirlrevolution]

"But drinking is," she laughed before finding the pizza in the boxes on the table. She took a slice of both, not very picky when it came to pizza. "Thanks." Kelli took the bottle of water and downed half of it in a few thirsty gulps. Sitting on the bed and eating the pizza she listened as he told her what happened during the day, feeling a little guilty making them worry. "It’ll take a lot more than a dart to take me down," she promised as she finished off the pizza and water. She chuckled hearing what Spencer had wanted to do but she was glad that he was alright.

"I need some fresh air," she told Monroe and stood up, feeling much more awake and alert now with food in her system. "Thanks…for you know….protecting me and everything." She smiled slightly at him, not wanting to think about what would have happened if she had gone alone and run into Cal.

She walked outside and smiled at Spencer as she moved and sat on the railing he had his feet resting on. Taking a deep breath she sighed from the smell of his cigarette. To her it had always been a comforting smell. “Glad to see Cal didn’t beat you up too bad.” She smirked at the vampire.”And that you restrained yourself from taking advantage of an unconscious girl with a sharpie.”

[getyourrebelon]

"I wouldn't know these days," Monroe chuckled. "I can't ever get drunk. Werewolf thing." He leaned against the counter, watching her grab a couple slices of pizza. After a moment of deciding, he grabbed one for himself as well even though he had just eaten some earlier. He smirked after taking a bite of his plain slice. "Good to know you're not easily defeated. S'not a problem. It's all your fault we've grown fond of you."

Spencer's head lifted when Kelli came outside, watching her take a seat on the railing. Half of him was tempted to casually and playfully kick her off, but he figured that could cause her to crack her skull open, so he didn't. He smirked crookedly, taking another drag from his cigarette and exhaling the smoke. "Nah, Cal couldn't lay a hand on me. Too fast for him, y'know." He chuckled lightly, shrugging. "Well, Monroe had to threaten me with it most of the time, but after he nearly tried to punish me for going at you, I figured it wasn't worth it." 

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Far from familiar with not getting his way, Faust was shaken when Finn’s hand snapped out at his and tugged his hand away from his face. Eyes wide, he instinctively began to  struggle against the other’s grasp, trying to pull his wrists free of it. Softly, he whimpered apologies and begged him to let him go, but Faust already knew that he had reached the point of no return—

Still, it was only natural that he continued to try to struggle against the handcuffs—especially with the smug look on  Finn’s face Faust knew that whatever the familiar had in mind would not result in anything good on his end.

His struggles were momentarily distracted as Finn’s hand wrapped around his length again. Taking in a soft breath,  he shook his head, looking up from the familiar’s hand to his face, hoping that he could inflict at least some pity into the other and get him to stop whatever he was about to do; if not, at least get him to go a little easier on him.

"That’s not what you are to me. Finn, please listen to me…" His sentence trailed off when the toy finally came into view. He parted his lips to beg him one last time not to use the ring on him, but the only thing that came out was a high- pitched whine, his fingers digging into his palm as he was clearly not taking the toy in any kind of obedient silence.

Glaring at the other, Faust bit his lip hard against a soft yelp as Finn flicked his head. There were several select words dancing on the tip of his tongue, but finally listening to his better judgement, he kept it to himself, clenching his jaw and turning his gaze away from Finn.

[getyourrebelon]

Finn really had no intention of listening to Faust's begging. If his stupid master had just played along and worn his cum for just five minutes, they could have both gone to bed by now. But no, Faust was apparently too proud to do that and humor him. And now he was gonna pay for it.  His brow did arch at the witch's words, curious as to what he was about to say. He stayed quiet, making sure the ring was on tight enough before he got up off the bed and grabbed another item. He kept it hidden from Faust's view and held it behind his back, not wanting to show it off to him yet. "So I'm not just your little fuck toy?" he asked, crawling back onto the bed and setting the unknown item down by the other male's feet. Finn narrowed his eyes at Faust, grabbing his jaw and forcing him to look back up at him. He leaned over the witch so that their noses were merely inches apart. "What am I to you then, huh? Start talking, slut. Keep in mind, you're the one currently tied up and at my mercy, so I'd be careful what you say. And if you lie, there will be consequences." 

[onegirlrevolution]

Kelli looked up and smiled seeing the werewolf, glad to see he was alright.”I feel like shit,” she admitted with a small chuckle.”Shit with a hangover.”Along with the dry throat came the splitting headache of dehydration, like her body expected her to keep downing the fluids when she’s knocked unconscious. “Food sounds great right now, and a couple gallons of water.”

She stretched and groaned as her muscles, tight from lack of movement, relaxed. “Was I really out for almost a whole day?” she asked, her mind still having some cobwebs in it. “What happened while I was under? No more attacks I hope.”

[getyourrebelon]

"Well, you should avoid drinking from now on, because hangovers aren't fun," Monroe chuckled. He nodded. "Well, luckily for you, we got some pizza. Want a slice? I wasn't sure what you would like, so I got some pepperoni and plain."

The werewolf walked back into the kitchen area of the room, grabbing a bottle of water and bringing it back to Kelli. He nodded in response. "Yeah, we kinda thought you were dead. Nothing interesting really happened. We got some pizza, watched some tv, Spencer thought about drawing a mustache on your face with sharpie, but I stopped him." 

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Against Finn’s body, Faust began to tense up, knowing

that the familiar was moments away and he was beginning to prepare for it with anxious anticipation. But instead of the warmth filling him, he felt Finn pulling out of him and moving quickly up his body. Alarmed, his first instinct was to squirm against him, a little more than a bit fearful when he began to straddle his chest.

When he realized just what the hell Finn was working at though, his eyes widened his horror—before promptly shutting. And in good time too, because no sooner had he done so, he felt the heat of his cum covering his face. Blushing deep red all over again, he gave a low noise of displeasure before opening his eyes to glare at Finn.

" No, ” he growled, now trying to wriggle his way out  from underneath Finn. And once he gave up on that, he began to wipe at with his free hand. “I’m not going to have your cum on my face—”

[getyourrebelon]

Maybe it had been a bit much to suddenly force Faust into a submissive position for his familiar. And maybe it had been a little more unnecessary to shove that in his face by coming on it. But the fact that Faust was whining about it was just not fair. How many times had Finn been on the bottom? How many times had he worn Faust's cum on his face without any complaints? And Faust couldn't do this just once for him?  Finn's eyes narrowed down at the witch, and he quickly grasped his hand, pulling it away from his face. "Yes, you are," he growled back. "Clearly you still haven't learned your lesson, slut." The familiar grabbed both of his master's hands, pinning them up above his head and holding them down with one hand while he reached into the bedside table. He rummaged around in there before pulling out two pairs of handcuffs, and swiftly cuffed and locked each of Faust's wrists to the headboard. He smirked down at his master, looking about fifty shades of smug.  "You're in for a real treat, Fausty," he chuckled, climbing off the bed and going over to the dresser, opening up the bottom drawer and pulling out a few items. He laid them out, making sure most of them were out of the witch's line of sight, and picked one up, holding it behind his back as he came over to stand beside the bed and look down at his master with a devilish smirk. With one hand still holding the mysterious object behind his back, Finn used his free hand to slowly stroke Faust's dick, teasing him and thumbing his head to get him hard again. "Did I tell you I bought some new toys for us? I figured that would make you proud of me because you've pretty much groomed me to be your perfect little slut, right? That's apparently all I am to you. A cute little toy for you to cuddle and fuck as you please," he spoke, his tone low but with a slight bitterness to it. He finally held up the object, flexing the silicone ring between his thumb and index finger a few times before he stopped stroking his master's dick and began working the ring on down to the base. "I've never used a cock ring before," Finn commented casually as he gently flicked the head of his dick, smirking crookedly. "I'm sure it'll be fun for you."

[onegirlrevolution]

Kelli shifted and groaned as the tranquilizer finally started to wear off. She pried her eyes open and looked around. Her mind was foggy and she didn’t remember much after Spencer talked her into not leave alone. The red head sat up, her body feeling like cement. The moment she realized she wasn’t in the apartment her memories from last night cleared. “Monroe? Spencer?” she called out as she stood up. Her voice was incredibly hoarse from her throat being so dry.

The pyromancer took stock of what was around her, it was a motel room, the curtains drawn over the windows and the door locked tightly with a floor lamp turned on in the corner. Kelli then spied the clock that rested on the nightstand next to her. It read 8:41 pm which if it was accurate meant that Kelli had been asleep for almost 20 hours. They really ramped up the power on that dose. She thought to herself as she tried to shake the lethargic feeling from her body and mind.

[getyourrebelon]

Okay, so if Spencer had had his way, the three of them would be spending the night in a luxurious hotel suite. But noooo, Monroe had to go with the stupid, cheap motel. Because yes, that wasn't obvious at all to the government. Apparently it was a stereotype for people on the run to be living a life of near poverty or something. "Fuckin' bullshit, really," he muttered, leaning back against the wall, propping his feet up on the balcony railing as he took another drag from his cigarette. He was sitting outside with Monroe, just watching. 

"You know that's a disgusting habit," the werewolf commented, received a dirty look from his roommate. He lifted his hands in defense. "That's all I'm saying." Monroe sighed, going inside their motel room, just in time to hear Kelli's voice. He rounded the corner of the room to where the two beds were, smirking down at the redhead. "Well, glad to see someone's alive. How you doing? You hungry?" 

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Deep down somewhere, there was a shame within him being fostered: with all his moans and whimpers, he was sure that the others had been woken up by it by now. Though generally unconcerned with the issues of others, he wasn’t sure how he felt about the dirty looks and snide remarks he was going to face tomorrow morning. And, on top of that, he felt some kind of humiliation for allowing Finn to dominate him so easily.

But fuck, how could he have said no? Even to the command to come for the familiar, Faust couldn’t find the willpower to resist anymore—especially as Finn’s fingers came around his leaking length, pushing him closer and closer. So he resisted just a little longer, squirming and groaning along the bedsheets before giving in.

Biting down on his lower lip, he tried to quiet down his moan as he came hard, his whole body shaking as all that pressure was finally released. His hips rolled against Finn, riding out the last bit of that pleasure as he climaxed, the warmth of his cum dripping onto his own skin. A new rush of a blush running over his skin, his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. Slowly, he then opened his eyes and looked up at Finn, his fingers still either digging into the familiar’s arm or tangled in the bedsheets. The softest of whimpers still slipped from  his lips as he continued to roll his hips a bit against Finn, waiting for him and trying to get him to come.

[getyourrebelon]

Finn only had to last a couple more seconds. Just a few more seconds for Faust to finish off, and then he could cum right after him. His hand kept pumping him, moving up and down his length quickly to encourage him to let go, feeling his leaking precum drip onto his fingers. The familiar leaned forward, biting into the witch's shoulder and groaning against his flesh.  It took an incredible amount of focus to keep himself under control when Faust came. His walls tightening around Finn's dick had his eyes rolling back into his head for a moment. He gave a few more thrusts into him to finish out his master's orgasm, but instead of cumming inside him, he pulled out. "Mine," he growled again, sitting up and moving so that he was now straddling Faust's chest. His fingers curled around his own painfully hard length, his bottom lip between his teeth as he began stroking himself quickly, whimpering and moaning. "Fuck, oh god...so good. All mine." He worked himself to a climax, his head falling back and hips arching forward as his load shot out and splattered over Faust's cheek and lips.  Finn's eyes rolled back again as he experienced his wonderful orgasm, his face flushed a light pink and pieces of blond hair falling over his forehead. He was breathing heavily, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. His eyes fluttered open and his gaze landed on Faust's face, painted with his essence. He smirked slowly, tilting his head and just taking in the sight. "Mm. You look so pretty in my cum. Don't touch it." 

[onegirlrevolution]

The kick knocked Cal flat on his back, cracking a few ribs in the process. Damn this guy’s strong. He thought. And fast. The other would really want to have him.  He groaned and sat up, noticing how close he was to the fire and how fast it was spreading. “I didn’t know you swung that way but if that’s what you want I wouldn’t say no.” He chuckled and winced in pain.

The fire was getting bigger than Cal was comfortable with and he was sure the police and fire department would be around soon. He had to get going. “Well it’s been fun. We’ll have to do this again some time. I’ll see you soon.” He gave Spencer a small wave and shot one more blast of energy at him before fleeing through the window like Monroe and Kelli. He used his powers to lower him safely to the ground before rushing back to where the van used to transport subjects was waiting. He knew he was going to get punished for letting Kelli escape but he was sure they would forgive him when they found out she picked up a few strays.

[getyourrebelon]

Spencer gave a small smirk, hearing the satisfactory crack of the agent's ribs. Honestly, he hadn't even meant to hit him that hard, but hey, asshole deserved it. His gaze briefly flickered around the apartment, noticing how fast the fire was spreading. Shit, he was really––dare he say it––playing with fire here. And it wasn't a good idea. 

"I would certainly love to see your pretty mouth on my dick, but I don't think you've earned it, honestly," the vampire scoffed. His brow arched as Cal seemed to be so intent on running so soon. "Aww, and just when we were really starting to have some fun. I look forward to our next date!" he called after Cal jumped through the window, backing up to avoid the blast of energy. Shit, he really needed to get out of there, and unfortunately the window didn't seem like the best option right now with how much fire was blocking his path to it. 

Spencer acted quickly, running out the apartment door and racing down the stairs, pulling one of the fire alarms in the process to evacuate other boarders. He winced when the ringing went off, each decibel of sound hurting his sensitive and enhanced hearing. He raced out of the apartment, heading towards where he knew Monroe and Kelli would be. 

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Lost in the intense pleasure of being fucked, Faust hardly noticed when Finn squeezed his hand or his nails began to dig into the skin of his hip. The only thing his mind was on was the press of the other’s body as his hips rocked hard  into his own. Kissing him hard, his eyes opened just the slightest and a quiet whimper of disappointment slipped his parted lips when Finn pulled away. But his displeasure was short lived, as he was quickly distracted by the sudden change of their positions, which gave the familiar a better angle to thrust at.

Back arching, Faust gave a loud moan as his fingers grabbed at Finn’s arm, needing something more solid than bedsheets to hold and anchor himself to. His teeth biting down hard on his lower lip, he met the other’s gaze and was immediately taken by the intensity of the lust and longing in them—all of which brought the blush deeper into his skin. And that kiss—he was ready to  take it, eager to reciprocate his desire by pressing his lips hard against Finn’s and biting at them, wanting to draw him closer.

As his pace continued to increase, Faust’s ability to keep down his moans began to disappear. Groaning shamelessly now, he continued to at least try to fight the urge to come, even though he knew it was inevitably close now. Because he could feel it, the pressure building and the beads of precum beginning to collect on his head. But he refused to give it up—he didn’t  want it to end. Not yet. Besides, he knew this game and, even though he was taking it from Finn, he refused to lose. And his familiar would just have to deal with that.

Though the way that Finn had him perfectly angled so that he always hit home against his sweet spot made it hard. So he made it up in his moans and his soft whimpers, his teeth clenching in the effort to keep it together for just a little longer. But with the little grunts and cries that fell from his lips with  every powerful thrust into him, Faust felt himself caving and giving into that pleasure. 

"I’m y-yours, F-finn," he managed to stutter, trying to work past the little whimpers and heavy breaths. “I b-belong to y-fuck-to you. I—” He gave a cry, his nails digging deeper into Finn’s skin as he felt the urge to come become stronger and stronger. “Fuck, Finn! I'm your slut! I'm all yours! Fuck me, I’m your slut and no one else’s!”

[getyourrebelon]

While Faust was fighting to hold himself back, Finn was having a similar battle of his own. He felt his own climax approaching faster and faster. Fuck, Faust felt so fucking good around him. So tight and hot, god, Finn was sure he would lose himself in the pleasure. The beautiful moans and whimpers, coupled with the witch's face burning a deep shade of red were things that the familiar needed more of. More to hear, and to see...it was such a lovely sight to see his master so needy.  When Faust's noises began to grow, the briefest moment of worry crossed Finn's mind that they could possibly wake up Cadmus or Isaiah. And then he figured, who really cared at this point? He could tell that his master was close, judging by the way his cock was leaking and how much more desperate and breathless Faust was becoming. He sealed their lips together again, letting go of his thigh to curl his fingers around his length, stroking him in time with his thrusts, encouraging him to let it go and give in to the pleasure.  "Good boy," he cooed, equally as breathless as his master at this point. He was struggling to hold himself back, and he had to wait until Faust came first. "Good slut. Fuck." He groaned, biting his bottom lip as he kept thrusting. "C-Cum for me, Fausty. Cum for me. Let it all go just for me, my little slut. Go on. Cum now." 

[onegirlrevolution]

"Cocky little boy aren’t you?" Cal remarked calmly. He stretched his arms before letting out another shock of energy, this time aimed at the furniture in the room, catching it on fire. Rule number one, leave no evidence for the real cops. They would think it was a simple house fire started by the lighter that had fallen out of Kelli’s pocket when Monroe grabbed her.

"That’s too bad I was really hoping to get to know each other better," he sighed before rushing at Spencer,  throwing several punches at him. With normal people and gifteds one touch was all it took for them to be down on the ground spasming just long enough to get the hand cuffs on and the tranquilizer administered. "You know if you come willingly I’m sure they’ll give you a break. Who knows you could opt out of the experiments all together and you can just help haul in Specials. It’s a nice job, good pay, benefits all that jazz."

[getyourrebelon]

"Mm, well, I wouldn't necessarily call myself a little boy," Spencer snorted, rolling his eyes. As Cal shot out his energy again, he scowled, not at all pleased that this asshole was burning down his home. Or that he was going to be surrounded by fire. He didn't do well with flames, so he needed to be careful. Very careful. 

Spencer wasn't all that surprised when the agent lunged at him, and he easily and narrowly managed to avoid each of his blows. This agent might be used to dealing with normal gifteds, but Spencer wasn't exactly a natural being any more. He let out a laugh at the agent's words, brow arching. "Really? Trying to make me switch sides? Bitch, please." He saw an opportunity and took it, swinging his leg up and around, driving it right into Cal's ribs. "I'm a rich white boy, I don't need your money. And unless your benefits include your mouth around my dick, I don't think so."

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As impressed as Finn was, he was going to be sorely disappointed in the next few seconds if he didn’t decide to do something other than endlessly tease.Because even  under threat of being viciously thrashed and punished again, Faust was more than ready to start taking care of himself and begin jerking it right in front of Finn’s face. Because he needed to be pleased. He needed to be relieved.

But fortunately, Finn seemed to bend to his desperate begging and he fended off the growing urge to touch himself just long enough for the other to find the lube and prepare himself. Tensing slightly in expectation, he let out a loud moan as Finn slid into him,  his earlier attempts to rein in his little noises completely forgotten.

Moving his arm off of his face, he gripped at the bedsheets beneath him as his legs folded comfortably around Finn’s waist, encouraging him to get going—with sooner far better than later. And as he did, the witch gave another groan of pleasure, though this time a little  more careful about keeping quiet. Only, against Finn’s lips, that didn’t seem like much of a problem, as his soft noises of steadily rising ecstasy lost within their hungry kiss.

And against his lips, the heat of another blush rose onto his skin as Finn whispered his possessive words. He wasn’t sure how he felt about being Finn’s—but at the moment he didn’t care. In fact, he wanted the other to own him. He wanted Finn to remind him who it was he belonged with, all night. And fuck, he wanted Finn to use him like the slut he was for him.

[getyourrebelon]

God, Faust felt so good around him, the tight heat surrounding his member was absolutely incredible. Finn had never really fucked anyone before, so this experience was entirely new to him...but he certainly liked it a lot more than he expected. And maybe he was even hoping that Faust would let him do it again at some point... He gave the witch's hand a tight squeeze, his hips rolling a little faster once the familiar had gotten more comfortable with what he was doing. His nails bit into Faust's hip, and he pulled away just the slightest bit from their intense kiss, tugging the other boy's bottom lip as he did, so he could focus on breathing properly. Finn was near breathless now, his stomach churning with want and need for his master to be all his.  "Mine..." he gasped out again, letting go of the witch's hand so he could rest his forearm by Faust's head, using it for balance. The hand on Faust's hip slid down to grip his thigh, hoisting his leg up a little higher around his waist so that Finn could angle his thrusts better. His icy blue eyes locked onto Faust's gaze, his brow furrowed, bottom lip between his teeth, and face flushed with the heat of ecstasy. He stared into those big, warm brown eyes for a moment, hoping to convey every ounce of lust and craving for the witch in the few seconds that he had before he was crushing his lips against Faust's once more, groaning.  The familiar's hips began moving a little faster, and he growled against the other's lips as he kissed him for a moment longer. "Mine," he repeated, his thrusting pace now increasing and breaths growing heavier. Fuck, he was getting close, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out. But he refused to come before Faust. Finn was now driving his cock into the witch, shifting his hips so that he could hit against that sweet spot and pull out more of those pretty noises he was making. As he did, the words just kept tumbling out of his mouth, coming out between grunts and groans. "All...fucking...mine... My Fausty, my slut. Mine." A sharp, rough thrust in. "Mine." Another.. "Mine." And another. "Say it," he groaned low, staring down at Faust with a dark, lustful look. "Say that you're mine. That you belong to me. And only me. My slut. Only mine." He gave a little growl, thrusting into him again and again, groaning out. "Say it, Faust."

[onegirlrevolution]

"Come on Cal is that it?" Kelli continued to bash the agent, hoping to keep his attention on her and not Spencer and Monroe and it was working. "You’ve gotten soft in a month. I bet you couldn’t even catch a one-legged slo-" She was cut off with a yelp of surprise as she was grabbed unexpectedly by the resident werewolf. She had barely realized what had just happened before Monroe hurled them out through the window.

She would have screamed, had her mind been clearer and she had more time to react. They hit the ground in a matter of seconds with no break before Monroe bolted away with the redhead. “What the hell was that?!” Kelli protested, trying to force back the effects of the tranquilizer a little longer. “A little warning next time would be nice.” Her words were coming out more slurred now, like she was half asleep already. “Wait!” She snapped back to reality for a few precious moments before sleep took her completely. “Where’s Spencer?!…Monroe we can’t leave him behind….We have to…go…back.”Her head fell back as her eyes closed and her body went limp with sleep.

"No!" Cal shouted seeing Kelli and one of the boys flee. He hadn’t been stalking her for a month to lose her now. Just as quickly as his fit of rage came it was gone as he recomposed himself. "That’s alright, I’ll find her again. Right now I have you." He turned his attention to Spencer as he holstered his gun. "I don’t know what you are yet but I’m sure my bosses will love to find out." He walked forward, his whole body lighting up with energy. "Let’s make this quick I’m sure the cops are on their way now."

[getyourrebelon]

"I just jumped through a window with you," Monroe answered Kelli's question as if it was the most obvious thing in the world as he continued running. "Sorry, there was no time for a warning," he chuckled. He didn't stop, he couldn't. He had to get as far away from their apartment as possible, as quickly as possible. "Spencer's fine," he assured her. That was all he could get out before Kelli fell asleep. He could hear her heart beating still, so he knew she was okay. Hopefully. 

Spencer grinned. "Well. It's certainly been a while since someone's "had me." I can assure you, I'm quite fun to play with, even though I don't exactly play fair." He chuckled lowly, his brow arching in amusement as he watched the other's body light up. "I'm an enigma. You'll never know what I am. Now then..." He forced a yawn. "Let's hurry up. I have somewhere to be soon." 

[coronaxfracta-deactivated201601]

In all honesty, Faust was so sensitive and receptive to each  of Finn’s actions because he was so deep in desire. He had never been so good with waiting—like a child, he existed on immediate gratification. And though he would rather not, he would eventually reach the point of willingly working and doing whatever he had to to get what he wanted.

And in this case, it meant rocking his hips and squirming to  find the perfect angle for Finn’s finger. His concentration was only broken by the other’s words, which brought a deep flush of red to his dark skin. Eyes flitting open just the slightest, he affixed Finn with a look filled with embarrassment for the truth of his words. So, for a moment, he stubbornly fought the moans that were building in his throat, hiding behind the arm draped over his face.

But he gave up the fight when Finn slid deeper into him, brushing up against his prostate. Lips parting, he let out another low groan before squirming all over again as his impatience was piqued by another added level of pleasure.

“F-fuck, F-finn,” he whimpered softly as his fists clenched against the urge to just touch himself instead of endure all this unnecessary teasing. “Just fuck me already.”

[getyourrebelon]

Finn watched as Faust's skin turned the prettiest shade of red at his words. Although, what was better was the fact that he didn't even try to deny them or anything. He chuckled low, watching his poor master try to fight back the moans and hide behind his arm, but it didn't really do him much good.  He gave a low chuckle, so very amused with the needy witch. He was impressed that he was able to resist just touching himself right then and there. But that whimper. That desperate little whimper was by far the most beautiful sound to have fallen from Faust's lips and damn it, Finn couldn't resist any more. With just a few more thrusts of his fingers, the familiar pulled them out and reached into the bedside table for the bottle lube. He sat back, working his jeans and boxers off the rest of the way before he applied a generous amount of lube over his length. He settled back between Faust's legs again, gripping his hips tight as he lined himself up before pushing himself inside of his master.  "Oh, god," he groaned out, his head falling forward as he slowly pushed till he was all the way in, teeth grit together. "Fuck, you're tight for a slut." Finn allowed a few seconds for Faust to adjust to him before his hips rolled back and then forward again, picking up a slow steady pace to start with. His hand came up, grabbing hold of Faust's and intertwining their fingers together as he leaned forward, sealing their lips together in kiss. "My slut," he groaned against his lips. "All mine." 

[coronaxfracta-deactivated201601]

Though he felt a bit safer now—what with Finn appearing to have tempered himself—he was still slightly edge. Both from the adrenaline still running through him and the uncertainty of this whole situation. So while he was on high alert, he was still caught by surprise when Finn pressed him up against the wall again, his lips biting another kiss onto his, quickly sealing his quick gasp.

Daring to close his eyes, he made soft noises of contentment as he felt his hand moving along his body. But they were soon elevated to pleasured moans as his wandering hand slid into his pants and wrapped around his member. Pressing back further against the wall, he melted further into Finn’s hold.  Tilting his head back as the other’s lips began to travel, he whimpered soft groans of pleasure, his hips shifting just the slightest towards his hand.

His eyes flickered open again when his hand pulled away, his brow creasing in irritation that Finn had stopped. But as his lips parted to snark, he found himself gasping instead, as the other pressed his hips against him. He was only eager to follow when Finn pulled away, even bearing being pushed onto the bed with relative silence. Spreading his legs obediently as Finn moved them, he tensed up just a moment in apprehension when he felt his fingers against his entrance. But then he had slid his finger in, eliciting a soft groan right before Faust’s hips began to move again, wanting to meet Finn’s fingers and get it to hit his sweet spot as quickly as possible.

[getyourrebelon]

Finn was pleased with Faust's reactions to his affections. He loved each and every moan and gasp, every shift of his hips. They were all so beautiful coming from the witch. Of course, these noises weren't entirely new to him. He'd heard these noises quite often enough, but they sounded so different when Finn was the one on top. And he was relishing in the moment.  The blond gave a cocky little smirk, noting the irritation and the need to snark from his master, but Faust was silenced before even a single syllable could drop from his lips. His brows rose in slight surprise when Faust actually sat back when he pressed the first finger inside, never having expected that sort of response from just his index finger. "Mm, you like that?" he cooed, slowly thrusting the digit in and out to stretch him. After a few seconds, he added a second finger, scissoring him open and continuing to work him. "God, you should hear yourself when you moan. You sound like such a slut, it's absolutely beautiful." Finn pushed his fingers deep inside the witch, his finger tips brushing against his prostate before he curled them inside of him. 

[onegirlrevolution]

"I’m fine, I’m fine." Kelli waved off the boy’s concern before ripping the dart out of her skin. "Is that all you got Cal?" spat at the agent and threw the dart back at him."I had worse in one day back there than this little piece of shit could give." She recognized him right away, he was one of the assholes that would drag her from her room day after day for the experiments. 

Unfortunately she started to realize this wasn’t your average tranquilizer. It was the stronger stuff they started giving her after they realized her fast metabolism burned through the normal batch too quickly. It was enough to bring three people down for several hours and while it didn’t knock her out completely right away, she knew she’d be out cold in a half hour tops. 

"Honestly I didn’t expect three of you but that’s no problem," Cal muttered, nonchalantly as he pressed a button on his gun. "Nothing I can’t handle." He took aim and quickly fired at the three, this time a bola came out the end, sparking with the green energy of his power.

"Get down!" Kelli shouted to Spencer and Monroe before diving out of the way of the weapon and retaliating with her fire."Don’t let him touch you! It’s like a taser!" She could already start to feel the affect of the tranq, her limbs feeling heavy and her words starting to slur and she cursed herself mentally for getting hit in the first place.

[getyourrebelon]

Spencer and Monroe both turned to look at Kelli, a pair of blue and a pair of green eyes each scanning over her with concern. She seemed fine, and she kept insisting as such, so neither of the had anything to worry about. Spencer, however, was smirking amusedly as the redhead started foul-mouthing the agent––Cal, apparently.  "You really shouldn't underestimate us, bas––Christ," Monroe hissed, his eyes going wide as he jumped out of the way of the blast, landing in a crouched position on all fours. When he glanced over at Spencer, he noticed how trained his gaze was on Kelli, his head tilting this way and back as if he was listening for something.  And he was. His vampire senses were picking up on the subtle changes, the slur in her voice, and the difference in her heartbeat. That dart that Cal had shot at her must have been some kind of tranquilizer. Which meant that they needed to get her out of here and away from the hot piece of ass agent. Spencer's gaze shifted up, catching Monroe's. "Get Kelli out of here," he spoke in a soft, barely audible whisper, knowing that the werewolf would be able to hear him perfectly. "I'll hold him off, and I'll find you. No arguments."  The curly-haired brunet nodded in response, his gaze flicking over towards Cal and then back at Kelli. With no warning, the wolf charged towards the redhead, grabbing her and lifting her up bridal style before racing towards the window. His body curled around Kelli protectively as he jumped through the glass, breaking the window and falling to the ground with the shards. He landed on his feet with Kelli in his arms, his eyes now gold, canines lengthened into fangs, and nails into claws. He didn't even wait before he was racing off away from the building with the pyromancer.  Spencer watched Monroe and Kelli dive out the window, shaking his head a bit. However, he had a job to do. He eyed up Cal with a crooked smirk and a tilt of his head, blue eyes glittering playfully. It'd been a while since he had a fight. And damn, was he going to enjoy it. "Come at me, big bad wolf."