[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

.."what the hell are you doing naked on my bed."

Hyde turned over when he heard the familiar voice, exposing his slightly hairy chest to her, regarding her with a tired grin. He lifted his hand, running his fingers through his messy curls a few times and sighing softly, the grin never fading from his face. “Hello to you too. I couldn’t resist. Your bed sheets smelled just like you, as did your pillow, and they made me so fucking hard, I had to curl up with them. But having you here…” He slipped his hand beneath the sheets, curling his fingers around the head of his member. “Is so much better.”

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

His expression turned stone cold with hard, slanting lines of anger, his jaw clenching with tension. Despite her defensive words, her actions spoke louder. “You say that, and yet, you can’t seem to keep your fingers out of my lovely hair.” He snorted, fixing her with his deep penetrating eyes. “Oh, but I love that little game. What can I say? I am a man who fancies a challenge, and I suppose you provide that for me perfectly, despite the bug up your ass. A power struggle indeed.” He was a bit disappointed when she was no longer touching his hair, but he remained steadfast. His breath hitched, becoming deeper and more rapid, his cock growing harder when he felt her lips brush his ear. He moaned softly, his heart pounding faster, turning his head just as she pulled away. “It’s a start…but you’re such a little tease.” 

He wagged his finger at her and shook his head. “Naughty naughty.” Scooting a little closer to her on the bed, he set his right hand on her thigh, slowly sliding it up and down, his fingertips gently caressing her skin. “So beautifully preserved. Tell me, Celestine…what does it take to get your panties nice and wet?” 

[heartinminds]

"Of course I'm a tease. Would I be any fun if I wasn't?" She wasn't expecting his next actions. They were so bold. Had he forgot what she could do? But her body betrayed her and goosebumps rolled across her skin and she sucked in air. A blush threatened to creep on her cheeks and she wasn't entirely sure she fought it back. "Why should I tell you?" She said, determined to be the stubborn woman she was. "It's not like you'll make any use of the information." 

But he was already on the right path. Celestine loved gentle caressing, sensual kissing and working it up. But she wasn't going to tell Hyde that. He wouldn't have his way with her. It would take a lot more to break her, or so she hoped.

[heartinminds]

I'll be active again on the third most likely.

Very busy.

[tastefullyoffensive]

[dimension20official]

If these didn’t make you smile, you don’t have a heart.

[smckeandmirrxrs]

canadianclaus

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

"I don't want to feel like this anymore."

"And you’re not going to, love. I was a Paramedic once before, I know how to handle these sort of situations." He held her at arms length, allowing his gaze to travel over her lovely figure, from her head down to her toes. "Now do you want me to fetch my equipment first, or are you going to tell me where it hurts?" He couldn’t possibly fathom what was going on in that body, but whatever it was, his medical kink and the old Paramedic in him, was yearning to play the hero. Perhaps it would help their relationship. If only just a bit. 

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

He smiled inwardly when he saw the goosebumps that quickly appeared on her skin, then mocked a look of shock, his hand going to his heart. “Finally? The ice queen is entrusting me with her body? Shall I alert the media?” He chuckled softly, the sarcasm evident in his voice. He would do anything to tease her, even despite the situation, because he knew it wouldn’t be long before the old Celestine came out again, and so would her claws. At least she was giving him a bit of leeway now, and making the logic decision to accept his help.

And there it was. He froze, his gaze darkening with vexation. “Watch that tone. If my patient continues to be naughty, I could leave you here in pain and then what are you going to do?” He shook his head, clicking his tongue and wagging his fingers at her in disapproval. “Shame on you. If I had it may way, the only pair of knickers I want of yours, are the ones already soaked with your sweet nectar.” He winked, a somber expression crossing his face and his forehead wrinkling in thought as he watched her attempt to bend her arm with pain. “Hasn’t a doctor ever told you not to do something lest it cause you pain?” He sat down beside her on the bed, “sounds to me like what you need…is a nice long and thoroughly relaxing full body massage.”

[heartinminds]

"You might as well. Lord knows when this is going to happen again. In fact, take a picture to commemorate the moment." She joked with him. At his next words she was tempted to reach up and slap him, even if she was in pain. "A nectar you'll never taste, mind you." She said reinstating the boundaries.

Her eyes went wide, "A body massage?!" She sat up, "By you? Your hands on me? Touching me that way?"You could hear how outraged she was and confused. She knew that a massage would do her some good but she wasn't sure about Hyde being the one doing it. He could trick her into doing something. Or worse, she could like it.

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

.."what the hell are you doing naked on my bed."

Hyde turned over when he heard the familiar voice, exposing his slightly hairy chest to her, regarding her with a tired grin. He lifted his hand, running his fingers through his messy curls a few times and sighing softly, the grin never fading from his face. “Hello to you too. I couldn’t resist. Your bed sheets smelled just like you, as did your pillow, and they made me so fucking hard, I had to curl up with them. But having you here…” He slipped his hand beneath the sheets, curling his fingers around the head of his member. “Is so much better.”

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

He snickered. “There you go again.” He shook his head in disbelief. “But I’ll admit it, you do do it very well for not being English yourself, and that’s the only compliment you’re going to get from mocking me. Which, by the way, is no way to treat a man as powerful as myself, but since you’re the ice queen, I suppose it makes sense that only you would do such a thing.” If she didn’t make his cock so hard, and he wasn’t so intent on getting what he wanted, he probably would have manhandled her in some way by now, but he curbed that temptation. 

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, a mischievous twinkle entering his eyes. “Not even close, lovey,” he retorted. “Think naughtier and more powerful. I can have any woman I want, under my thumb and my cock, if she willingly gives herself over to me.” He waited a few long seconds, seeing whether or not she would catch on to where he was going with those words. At her question, he heaved a deep and irritable sigh. “Yes…but this whole high and mighty attitude you’ve got half the time, doesn’t help the hatred either. I smelled Dominatrix the moment I met you.” 

[heartinminds]

"My high and mighty attitude has ensured that you dont' get what you want from me." She retorted, still playing with his hair, "I didn't know that it would start a game of cat and mouse." She laughed though, her? A dominatrix? "Is that what you think of me? The ice queen with a whip and leather. If that's what you think of me and you're so dominant why do you keep coming to me?" Finally she let go of his hair, "Or is it the power struggle you're looking for?" Her tone got darker and teasing. "Do you want to be the one to try to put me in my place? To pin me down right when I feel like I'm the high and mighty one and squirm underneath your touch?" Her lips ghosted over his ear as she gently spoke, "Do you want me to beg and tell you how wrong I was to deny you?" 

She backed away and reclaimed her own space, arms under her head she gave him a smirk that told him she knew exactly what she was doing. And that was being a little tease and ass to him.

[sadboyfactory]

IM THE WORST ART TEACHER DONT WATCH THIS

[ryan-the-sinner]

[ℜ]  "My house?" He scoffs at the absurdity of her statement, venturing back to his seat at the desk and refilling his glass. "No, never that. You’re in my office at my club. I don’t tend to bring people who can take me out with the blink of their eyelashes back to my house. Unless it’s some kinky sex shit then I might consider it.”

He’s a cocky little shit, even from his earlier ass whooping from the woman prone to his couch across from him. Who knew the strength of her power, hell she could probably pull his heart from his chest without making a sound and he’d be done. Over with. Dust. “Okay, enough with the snark, my only real curiosity is who the hell are you and who were you going to see that was so damn important? Obviously it’s something major or else you wouldn’t be walking the streets at night, alone, in an alley none the less. But then again, a snap of your fingers and it wouldn’t be a problem would it?” 

[heartinminds]

Now it was her turn to scoff at his absurdity. "Even if I was into some kinky sex shit, it would be information you couldn't make much use of." She really shouldn't be so stubborn to the man that just saved her, but she couldn't help it. 

She watched the way he moved and breathed thinking there was some sort of tell as to what he was. A hit man perhaps? She mentally shook her head no. He would have done away with her by now. "Alright, you've caught me. My name is Karen Starr. Also known as power girl. " She couldn't help but crack her own joke as he had a chance to. Her eyes burrowed into his before she gave her real name. "My name is Celestine Everwood. I'm a little nobody from Los Angeles. And you want to know who I was going to see?" She asked bewildered. Had he thought her an important character in some conspiracy theme or along those lines? She almost laughed out loud at that thought. Her? Important? " I was going to see Jack, perhaps a Captain Morgan. And we were going to meet at Buffalo Trace Kentucky. Maybe you've heard of them?" She said naming off drinks. "I was looking to get drunk, the alley way was just a short cut I've taken before." She looked away and crossed her arms, "My powers don't work that way. I've drained myself."

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

"I don't want to feel like this anymore."

"And you’re not going to, love. I was a Paramedic once before, I know how to handle these sort of situations." He held her at arms length, allowing his gaze to travel over her lovely figure, from her head down to her toes. "Now do you want me to fetch my equipment first, or are you going to tell me where it hurts?" He couldn’t possibly fathom what was going on in that body, but whatever it was, his medical kink and the old Paramedic in him, was yearning to play the hero. Perhaps it would help their relationship. If only just a bit. 

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

Often times Hyde had to shake his head at the woman, in utter disbelief that she would rather suffer a worse fate than allow him to help her when she was in real danger or physical need. He arched a brow at her expectantly when he saw her anger slip away. At her choice of words, a mischievous smile crept across his face. Her threat was laughable, making him toss his head back and cackle. “Save your threats, my ice queen. They won’t work on me. I’ve dealt with worse, women more rabid than yourself.” He nodded his head, “and I know, I already gathered that.” 

He arched another brow, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched her rid herself of her pants. “Cute panties,” he beamed. “I always did love my girls in lace.” Once she was stripped down to just her bra and underwear, he bit his lip in an attempt to hold back the grin that threatened to appear, heat rushing towards his cock at the sight of her this way before him. He wished he could snap a picture, but he would try as he might to hold up his end of the bargain and tend to her. “Now you said your limbs are sore. Is there any pain when you move them? Can you bend properly?” 

[heartinminds]

But has he met a woman who could throw him against the wall with nothing but her mind? She, of course, wasn't going to say this out loud but knew if it came down to it she could try. Her body rolled with goosebumps as the warmth her body once had began to leave her."I'm trusting you, Hyde." She said this time in a less threatening matter.

She let out a laugh at his next comment perhaps out of embarrassment. "You've yet to make me your girl. You know that. But thanks. I got an extra pair if you want some for yourself." Sarcasm was thick on her last statement. The lip bite didn't go unnoticed and she found herself blushing slightly. It had been a long time since she's exposed herself to a man this way and she would be lying if she said she didn't find his approval flattering at the least. "My legs are sore regardless, my arms are the ones that hurt when they move. My back and waist flair up in pain at random moments." She put her arms out in front of her and bent them, it was her right arm that she couldn't bend properly and the stubborn fool was forcing herself to until she winced in pain.

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

.."what the hell are you doing naked on my bed."

Hyde turned over when he heard the familiar voice, exposing his slightly hairy chest to her, regarding her with a tired grin. He lifted his hand, running his fingers through his messy curls a few times and sighing softly, the grin never fading from his face. “Hello to you too. I couldn’t resist. Your bed sheets smelled just like you, as did your pillow, and they made me so fucking hard, I had to curl up with them. But having you here…” He slipped his hand beneath the sheets, curling his fingers around the head of his member. “Is so much better.”

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

He rolled his eyes dramatically. “Cute,” he remarked flatly. “Very cute. Do you mock every man you meet that way, or is it just me?” To be honest, he could give a shit. As annoyed with her as he seemed on the outside, he was smiling inwardly at how cute her imitation of him actually was. It wasn’t sarcasm, but she didn’t have to know that. He scoffed. “One night alone…” His sentence trailed off as he glanced down in bewilderment when she drew closer, “with me in this bed or mine, perhaps with you spread eagle and at my mercy, and I’m quite certain you would be whistling a different tune.”

"And yes, it’s a bloody fucking shock that you’re being so…" Once more, she took his breath away, his dark eyes darting to the lock of hair she suddenly fingering. His heart skipped a beat and his cock jerked with arousal. She was drawing on his biggest weakness. Rather than pull away, he allowed her to continue, his eyes narrowing at the next question she posed. "You will…soon enough, but the rules of my double life would hardly make me suitable for what I do, or much of a gentlemen if I simply forced myself on you." 

[heartinminds]

She giggled lightly before answering, imitating his accent once more, "Only you, darling." She was surprised at herself. She was actually enjoying his company even if he made large claims. Her walls may seem down now but there were more forts and barbed gates to get through. She hid a smirk as her mind thought about the two together. It could be an entertaining idea, but Celestine was stubborn.

"Double life?" she asked as his smooth lock of hair slid effortlessly and slowly through her nimble little fingers. "What are you, a spy?" she mused. She was rather relaxed even though their conversation was something she should stop. She didn't want him to get the idea that he could have her here and now or ever. But a little part in her heart started to melt in the ice queen as she lied in bed with Hyde. "Still didn't answer my question though, is that the only reason why you hate me?"

[seekelsey]

[ryan-the-sinner]

[ℜ]  While his oh so compliant guest sleeps off her injuries, Ryan can only busy himself with the club finances, at least for the night. Gave him something to do other than ponder how the hell he found himself playing drunk night when all he wanted to do was be just that; drunk. A half full glass of bourbon sits patiently on his desk, calling him to empty its content and hope for the night be over with quickly. Leave it to him to stumble across a fucking telepath, a powerful one at that. A tired hand rubs at his neck while he twirls the pen in his fingers, azure eyes glancing over at his companion while her chest rises and falls, infrequent if anything while her body does its thing. “Come on sleeping beauty,” he grumbles, hand reaching out for his glass and tossing the liquid back. “Any day now…..”

After a few quite and tense moments, his request is heeded and she springs to life, panic wafting out of every pore of her body. But the thing about putting your body through hell, was that you never came out of the fight without a little reminder of it. She’s prone to her back once again and he rises to his feet to stand next to her. “Mornin’, well very early morning actually. Sleep well?” 

[heartinminds]

She grumbled a bit before sucking in a breath of air, as if she needed to properly expand her lungs. "As well as I could." she breathed out.  She stretched out her limbs and arched her back and for a moment felt a sense of peace. She was safe. For now. But he would have questions and she wasn't too sure she had all the answers. She let her body relax a bit before she forced herself to sit up, even though it was obvious she wasn't ready to. She was a stubborn thing.

"Am I in your house?" she looked around trying to make sense of her surroundings.  If she was, why did he find it fitting to take her there. And what did he mean earlier that she wasn't safe. She would kill. Her stomach growled loudly, but Celestine ignored it as her eyes drew back on him. "I'm sure you have questions, I do too."

[ryan-the-sinner]

'And what would be safe?' She asks him, but her lips do not move. Her other ability has seemed to become active. Celestine still didn’t know how to control this or how it worked. It  seemed to , for now, react to her being in danger, though it wasn’t exclusive to it. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Why would people die? She didn’t want to kill people nor had she the longing for it. Her eyelids grew heavy and she was struggling to keep them open, ‘If you’re really not trying to hurt me..take me somewhere safe.’ She said in his mind before she fell unconscious..

[ℜ] He pauses in walking towards her any further, her voice ringing out loudly even though her mouth hasn’t moved from its grimace on her face. What….the….fuck?! If she was also a telepath, it only meant more trouble for him trying to keep her ass alive. Fuck if any word got out just of what she could do, there was no telling what kind of destruction could come to his city. Another step, this time he’s sure the voice inside his head is her own and he curses as she falls silent just before he can answer her. “Fucking great…..” Checking their surroundings, he walks to her unconscious body and scoops her into his arms, carrying her back to the bar he’s just vacated. “Don’t ask,” he addresses his security, just shut this place down. I’ll be in my office.” He doesn’t even glance back as he makes his way to his private elevator, quite a feat juggling dead weight and trying to press the button for it to open. He does get it eventually, along with spewing a few curse words and sweat forming on his skin. “Next thing fucking Wolverine will come popping out of dark corners, good thing we already have a Jean Grey,” he grumbles, setting her body down as the steel doors close and they make their way up to his office. 

[heartinminds]

Words couldn't describe how frightened Celestine was before she passed out. She had no way of telling if he'd leave her in the alley way or worse. Her mind fights for consciousness but her body refuses to obey. All she can hope is that the stranger really didn't mean her harm. And what of people dying? She hasn't killed anyone and couldn't imagine what could happen to push her too. 

Hours passed and her body lied there. She looked dead, the only sign of life were the infrequent shallow breaths her body decided to take when suddenly her eyes popped opened and she gasped for air. Where was she? What happened?  Panic was setting in and quickly. Was she safe? She tried sitting up immediately just to have her body punch her and force her to lay back down. "Where am I?" she asked out loud, rubbing her temples.

[cutie3point1415]

If I let you in, you’ll just want out.

(via fragile-diamonds)

[feelings-ew]

it’s  killing  her  inside.

[robertdowneyjrs]

[heartinminds]

|Behind the Mask| Celestine & Hyde

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

His hand gave hers a squeeze as he led her out onto the dance floor. Whether she was much of a dancer or not, in a dance that was supposed to be the woman showing off to him, he took the lead willingly and with the expertise of a professional dance champion, he put his full passion into his movements. Every flick of his leg, every advance in her direction as he intentionally invaded her space like a predator, every thrust of his arm carrying hers, was done with power, deep sexual tension, slightly curbed aggression and dominance.

He could feel all eyes on the two of them, their entertaining display lighting up the ballroom. Beads of sweat had broken out on his forehead and over his lower back when the sultry squeeze-box melody came to an end, his cock jerking to attention as he felt her lips on his own, and that lovely tongue searching out his own, nearly pulling away at the huge round of applause that broke out around them. However, this was too good to break away from and he grabbed a handful of her hair, not letting her get away, pressing his lips firmer against her own with a burning passion.

[heartinminds]

She inhaled deeply as he took a handful of her hair. The applause sounded like far away echos in the distance as all she could focus on was the passion emitting from his lips and feeding her own. Fire fed fire and soon it would be a out of control. The applause started to sound louder now and she giggled against his lips, "They're watching." she muttered shyly. But that fistful of hair was making she that she wasn't going anywhere.

 Her mind couldn't help it and wondered to thoughts of her body entangled with his and that fistful of hair keeping her in place. "Why don't we find a place where we can get better..acquainted." She asked, lust dripping off every word that came from her mouth.

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

"I don't want to feel like this anymore."

"And you’re not going to, love. I was a Paramedic once before, I know how to handle these sort of situations." He held her at arms length, allowing his gaze to travel over her lovely figure, from her head down to her toes. "Now do you want me to fetch my equipment first, or are you going to tell me where it hurts?" He couldn’t possibly fathom what was going on in that body, but whatever it was, his medical kink and the old Paramedic in him, was yearning to play the hero. Perhaps it would help their relationship. If only just a bit. 

[kneelbeforehyde-deactivated2015]

He nodded his head. “Sore little limbs, alright.” His brows stitched inquisitively. “No? Not at all? There’s a bit odd. And migraine, alright. Well, first thing’s first, you should lie down, and then, if you like,” he tossed his head to one side, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Perhaps Dr. Hyde will be kind enough to have a look at you, assuming you don’t resist his hands while they explore all your little aches and pains.” He pulled his hands away from her waist and folded them between his knees. “I won’t touch you unless you allow me to.”

[heartinminds]

The thought of his hands roaming her body set her cheeks red with anger. His next words surprised her, was he asking permission? Her anger started to die down as she slowly started to believe that he was doing this from a medical stand point. "You can touch me." she said before lying down on her back, "But anything funny and I don't care how sore I am, my hands will find your neck." She sighed, was that anyway to talk to him when all he was doing was offering help? "Look. Sorry. The ice queen is bitchier than usual because of the aches."

She took a daring move to show that she trusted him to be professional with her. She unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down as far as they would go before kicking them off. She felt a little embarrassed that she chose today to wear lace panties. She pulled her shirt off all while still lying down and threw it to where she thought her pants landed. Her bra had matched her panties perfectly, but they were always like that. The ice queen needed to have order.