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"he could be brash, cocky, and arrogant" synonyms:self-assertive, pushy, cocksure, cocky, self confident, arrogant, bold, audacious, brazen,bumptious, overweening, puffed up
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adjective:
"he could be brash, cocky, and arrogant" synonyms:self-assertive, pushy, cocksure, cocky, self confident, arrogant, bold, audacious, brazen,bumptious, overweening, puffed up
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( OPEN muse: carter // opposite: (potential) ex-girlfriend/wife, best friend whose getting married, ect. )
“Go then, but don’t look back and see if i’m alright if you choose him” he looks over to her with a hurt glance before returning his gaze to the wall. head still held high not daring to fall or show that he was torn up inside, no, he’s too focused on trying to keep calm “but remember that i came to confess that i love you more than he does, because he’s not good enough for you.”
(insp.)
She let out a moan when he spanked her and smirked up at him. “Alright, babe.” She said and when his hand went into her bottoms, she gasped, grabbing onto his arm. “Fuck, Matthew.” She moaned. “So you get other girls, but guys look at me and that’s bad, huh?” She bit her bottom lip. “Fuck that’s good.” She moaned, arching her back.
her response pleases him, but he doesn’t slow his actions as he continues to rub the sensitive bundle of nerves that he knows will drive her crazy. a finger moving to slide inside of her, followed soon by another into her damp warmth as he looks up to her. “it is bad, because other guys don’t understand what isn’t theirs to touch you get more from me and of me than any of those tramps, you should feel lucky” he tells her.
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a light giggle escapes from the rear of throat when she hears the soft sound of his mumbles. his lulls & she knows he is having problems returning to his natural form, especially as he speaks into her mind. he is her lover, but also her imprint, she will always be able to hear him even whilst they are in their separate forms as he will hear her. she leaned down to watch in fascinated silence as his prick began to grow in her hands & in this form it was far more massive than his natural human form. she couldn’t help but enjoy the groggy confusion in his wise appearing eyes. ❛eager, yes. to have my lover inside of me.❜ she breathed out gently & she wasn’t prepared to wait; in fact she couldn’t. her body was already roused for him, her nipples hardened & her eyes filled with lust. she cared little what form he was in when she had him, their bodies would meld regardless & she moved lightly to straddle him in this form, & guided his erection to her opening. it hurt at first as she began to drive his massive erection inside of her, but she found pleasure in the pain, pleasure in him & she began to rock her hips, riding him from her position on top her skin beginning to glow & heat almost instantaneously upon his entry inside of her.
he’s catching on quickly to his lovers intentions and how she has complete control over his mind and very much so his eager body so lust consumed to be with her. even in their separate forms his body wants nothing more than her, to feel his member inside of her heat once more and he closes his eyes when her hand remains on his member and he words reach his ears. “i want to be inside of you i just need to shi-” and before he can even think about shifting she’s moved herself to hover over his large member and he fears instantly he’s going to split her in half, fears of injuries she may receive but he feels the twitching of his member and the heat that rises inside of her and himself and he groans once more. he large head leaning back against the pillow before rising again, long neck reaching just enough so his tongue reaches out, traveling along her ivory skin with earnest and he bucks his hips (he assumes this is his bodies doing) naturally against the feeling of his mate riding him. his eagerness only driven by the fact their forms are different, and she’s still taking him without hesitation and he recognizes the familiar glow and wants nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with her like this.
the first slap he lays on her ass forces a sharp cry past kitty’s lips, and it’s soon followed by a chain of whimpers as he smacks the flesh, until it is raw and red from his hand. “i’m not acting like anything,” the girl protests, becoming more upset by the second. “i’m just acting like myself.” and this was true; kitty knew what a slut she was, of course she did. but she was only acting like herself. it was what had gotten her into this entire situation anyways. good girls didn’t fuck their brothers when their parents were away; good girls didn’t let their brothers spank their bare ass. sluts did. kitty bites back the words formulating in her throat when he says he had to burn her clothes, the girl writhing around on the bed. her ass still stings, but between the stinging sensation comes the familiar ache between her legs, her sex growing slick with her arousal. “fine.” she spits out, reluctantly agreeing to his terms as he begins to hover over her. it wasn’t as if she had much of a choice, anyway, but maybe she’d have some fun walking around naked.
“well, act or no act, princess, if you want me to keep fucking that horny little pussy of yours, you aren’t going to sleep around too, and we both know how much you love my cock” in saying this he moves to undo his own pants, letting his cock spring up in the slightest as it escapes from his pants and he looks to her. crawling onto the bed he kneels infront of her, hands each going to a knee as he looks down at the red skin he’s left her with on her ass. he knows that she’ll listen to him, knows that he has he under his thumb since he started sleeping with her and he makes it known as he smirks to her. he spreads her legs and positions himself between them, one hand keeping her leg as the other her uses to guide his cock between her folds for a moment, teasing her as he looks down at her “when i say something, you are to listen to me, i don’t care how old you are, i’m still your older brother, and what i say goes”. with that he moves his cock away from her folds and replaces it with his hand in the form of a slap to her pink sex “understood?”.
Coming off a big breakup, Jesse was ready to start looking for someone new when his friends insisted that the have fun before jumping into the dating pool again. So now he’d been pushed into meeting up with, well, an escort. He’d arrived after her, told his ‘girlfriend’ had been sent up to the penthouse ahead of time. Being an eighteen year old trust-fund baby wasn’t so bad most days. His friends took his card to pay for all of it, Jesse hadn’t really gotten a chance to say no. They even told him they’d ordered something special from someone equally special. As he reached his room and pushed the key card in, Jesse quickly prepared himself for anything, “Um, hello?”
she hears the boys voice and she puts on her signature smirk, he’s young but it’s not a problem, he looks old enough to be eighteen and that’s what her paperwork had said. she crawls to the edge of the bed and sits up on her knees, she was wearing a very lacy, very revealing outfit, nothing covering her ass or pussy but lace across her abdomen and up her legs in the dorm of stockings. his friends had picked it out when they ordered it, but she didn’t know that ad assumed he had ordered it, either way it didn’t matter to her. “good evening sir” she said with a smile as she placed her hands infront of her and folded them together with a nod “come on, sir, come here so i can help you relax....you want to play with me don’t you?” she asked him, her hands traveling down her body as she sat back and opened her legs to expose herself to him.
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Her leaning forward makes Warner instinctively lean back, expression on guard as she pulls a pretty little smile. Jesus. Warner shook his head, half in response to her and half in his own head. Wherever she’d been, he wouldn’t be surprised if she’d left a string of of broken hearts after her - or blue balls, more like. Frowning at the thought, he drank some coffee and answered her.
“Nope. My mama died when I was a baby. And hell no, no kids. I look like a father to you?” Warner gave her a look and shook his head. Kids said the darndest things - especially when they were playing with you. He switched tactics, deciding to give as good as he was getting. It was a day off, and Warner figured he’d be done with this unwanted sister in less than fifteen minutes.
“So who else’re you visiting?”
Elizabeth debates if this was a good idea on her part, he speaks but she feels as if he doesn’t want her there, part of her wants to go and hide in a hole. the other part of her is determined to win him over, she wanted him in her life, there had to be some part of him that wanted her, or so she thought.
she chews on her bottom lip as he speaks and keeps her eyes on him, a frown on her lips at the mention of his mother “i’m sorry to hear that” she says. “you could be, just like, a really interesting one?” she says with a laugh and brushes a strand of loose hair away from her face and shrugs her shoulders “i think you’d make a good daddy”. she tries to offer it, make it less strange of her to ask, he didn’t really seem like the type for kids. unlike her, she had always wanted kids, doubted she’d ever have them.
“uh...no one really, got no one else around here....figured i’d just stay in town a day or so and get my head together, ya’know? before going back home....or figuring out where home will be next” she said, laughing but it was truly a worry of hers “any good hotels around here?” she asks.
Lexa kept her arms around the man despite the fact that he didn’t return the hug, she cuddled up to him and it didn’t take long until she fell asleep. It has been quite a rough day, she honestly just needed to feel the comfort of another person for at least one hug. Though this was obviously better, a whole night. As soon as the sun shinned, the girl already woke up. She only had a few hours of sleep, but her job’s unstable work hours already trained her for that. She simply got up before the man did and let herself hover over the sleeping man for a moment “Would you like for me to make you some breakfast?” she asked in a small whisper. Repeating it until the man would respond to her with a yes or a no, she didn’t want to just raid his kitchen without a warning after all.
he wakes up to her voice with a groggy “whatever....fine...sure...have a field day” as she asks and moves to lay on his stomach, feeling his morning hard on raging more than ever. just his luck, he stands, not caring if she sees and moves to go into the bathroom that lead off his bedroom and lean the door closed with just a bare space keeping it from closing fully. “just don’t make a mess” he tells her as his hand travels to his cock and her rubs it with a light groan before moving to turn on the shower and open the window in the room. he strips off the boxers and opens the door just enough to throw them into the hamper in his room before getting into the shower.
“This won’t ever be a thing. I promise.” she raises her hand and smiled. Though she doesn’t want to move and is just okay with the small space that he would give to her, he still managed to make her smile for a bit when he give her a much bigger space. “I know…” she muttered closing her eyes though, it wasn’t mostly about the problem with her roommate but it was actually a thing that well her roommate wasn’t really being nice with her and she’s having a hard time finding a new time to stay in. She of course wouldn’t say that to him, she just don’t want to be a laughing stock towards him right now. Atleast she would tell it to him where her pride just got down. But she’s scared. She’s scared of being homeless and staying on the streets, where she’s just fairly new to the place. “As if my friends live closer than you then I would….” she added. “Just ignore my things there by the way. I would fix them later on… It won’t be messy. It’s just some clothes and stuff and no I’m not moving here anyway.”
he truly just wants to get to sleep, he has to be up early in the morning to begin researching some cases he’s hunting down and she’s as distracting as ever. he’s not a very compassionate person, he’s closed off and it doesn’t change with those he knows, it just lightens in the slightest way. “fine, whatever, just go the fuck to sleep” he tells her and looks at the clock on his phone with a groan before burying his face into his pillow “i’ll deal with you tomorrow morning” he mumbles into the pillow and closes his eyes with the full intention of sleeping. he would allow her to stay without a problem, but he would make up the couch for her to keep him out of her way in the morning, it wasn’t the most comforting thing keeping her in the bed he used to bring girls home to.
( OPEN muse: nadia // opposite: @hedoniists )
nadia had been at the game for quite some time, she was high class, knew what she was doing when men called her to hotels for their pleasure. she enjoyed the job, almost as much as she enjoyed the sex, so much like every other time she threw on a coat before coming to the hotel via taxi to cover up the sexy little outfit that she had on and gave the fake name “lexi” to the desk where she knew the key would be waiting for her booked by the man, and made her way up to the room before he arrived. taking off the coat and positioning herself to lay onto the bed and wait patiently for the arrival of the other.
( OPEN muse: jessica // opposite: @dutty-deeds )
her husband was a moron, to say the least, they had gotten married after high school and now he was always too busy on trips for work to even bother fucking her. so, when his brother came to visit, and her husband (without her permission) offered him their spare room, she decided instead that she was going to charm him into their bed to show him a lesson he’d one day learn. “want to fuck?” she asks him, the second night he’s there as she passes by him on the couch watching TV wearing a sexy little get up she’d bought for her husband months ago but never got to use, it didn’t leave much to the imagination as the balck and white lace covered her chest and just barely her sex.
( OPEN muse: elizabeth // opposite: @sexysinnettes )
she’s always been a curious girl, but when her best friend asked her to do this, she really wasn’t sure. there she was though, sitting on their bed and looking up at them still in her school uniform, they had a month before graduation and she was still a virgin, so when her friend had found out they offered to help her learn before she was shipped off into party central and being lost. she looks up to them with wide doe eyes and a small smile, clearly nervous, but to show her eagerness she begins taking off the white shirt she had buttoned over her chest to reveal the lacy blue bra underneath, she wouldn’t tell them she’d bought the matching set just for this.