Christina Maria Lehane/Chris Lehane

 As long as you don't go humpin' my leg,we're five by five you know?'' [OC Character.Based in BTVS. Genderbent and original account. Genderbent!(Caity Lotz) Original Faceclaim. Chris Evans. Half -Brother/Sister of Faith Lehane. Mature thermes are gonna be triggered. Mun and muse are of age.

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The more you ignore me, the closer I get;

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♔ CHRISTINA.

       the more they went deeper into this   the more the vampire slayer had been feeling her cravings   getting scored over and over again   the dsire plunging into her and fighting over to come out   which right now the woman inside of her just let it in  in and in and further inside  wanrting more by the mere second it was passing  throughout the passion that was different than any other the huntress had ever countered before.   the blue eyes of him looked over hers   seduction played over   a sort of game that she liked to play with him      her body inflected upon the hunter   the question was reflecting around her mind.

           ” you. and we both know that.”

    she said her lips slowly finding his for another passionate kiss.

╳ ║MICHAEL.

                   They lips met again in a deep passionate  kiss,  Michael  was  already                    lost in his own desire craving from more and more off her, he needed                    & he wanted more. His hand traveled alongside her body  looking  for                    her warm skin, the soft touch  against  his  rough  careful  hands.  He                    looked inside her eyes before his lips lower down to her neck  sliding                    down to her chest, he bitten & licked the same  spots  he  kissed,  his                    tongue teased her nipple in circles like he had done this for years, he                    went down, & down until he reached  her  briefs  he  didn’t  removed                    them, no. On the contrary. He licked her clit above the  soft  tissue  of                    her briefs, he wanted her, he wanted to  taste  her,  &  somehow  he                    also wanted to give her a good time, the best actually.

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                                    her neck was exposed automatically to the lips of the other male     like a certain vampire slayer giving her blood to the vampire that she had lust for.  his touches were rough yet intimate and soft at the same time,    demonstarting the level of his desire for the woman                legs wrapped around his torso as her eyes closed in every singular place that he touched and kissed and stroked with his      hands, her own hands traveling the road of redemption               for atoning the same pleasure around the male she had yet to know but still desired no matter what.               it was her fault that she had hidden an attraction, like this but for once the vampire slayer hadn’t thought of her self.                 didn’t thought of seducing him completely, she wanted this thing of whatever choice to take its own turn.             her head burst back when she felt his tongue at her wet clit above the black panties she wore               her eyes closed tightly at the sensation of his lips.

  “ michael......”

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Rocky Road.

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♔ CHRISTINA.

                            ther slim hands were wrapped around the other male\s waist      sloghtly hooking around them for proection as soon as she placd   the dark noir helmet to cover her face.       her blue eyes looked out through the glassified protection     and the motorcycle had started rippling throuhg the silky    road.     the little hair that was left by swung like a fist   as the air deplacd them whenever he liked to like a game    thoughts slightly crosse her mind   after that they should kinda start to look for the shape bitch     she knew that she didn’t any other people to die   just bvecause they were a little late for timing    her wound would be healed tomorrow since it wasn’t that big   or fatal in that matter to get her into a hospital.    but she wante to help once more.    besides like him, she wasn’t the one  to stay in one place   she was a wild soul a wild fighting soul   that once place never was  enough for her  for her spirit , for her calling.

    ” are we there yet?”

  she caleed out.

                    Michael wasn’t used to bring someone in his motorcycle; this  was  a                     first time for him. He had a lot of first times whit her winch  was  kind                     of a funny thing to say but was the  true.  He  didn’t  mind,   somehow                     he didn’t mind being around her; it was good to be around her, to  feel                     her. He smiled when her arms wrapped around  his  waist,  he  drove                     away in few minutes they got to  the  restaurant  both  of  them  have                     been talking about, right in time to answer her question.

          “ We are here. ”

                    Michael said  while  he  pulled  over  the  motorcycle  &  removed  his                     helmet looking back at her with a smirk on his lips, it had bee n a  quick                     ride; Michael never really liked to take  much  time,  &  in  the  end  they                     were both angry so why take so much time?

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                    the road eventually wasn’t so much which was quite the effect for the vampire slayer.   she could feel her stomach ache, and growl like a vampire in the heat for the eternal fluid of life that would make him strong and able to beat                    humans that were trying to fight against him but then again the legacy of slayers was just as long as every vampire    in the world.. but right now, the blonde female had thought for some burgers        and perhaps fries. or something that was meaty and could be eaten, ravished.           sometimes she did wondered if she really had male mannerisms.                     the company of the hunter that once she had saved his life from certain death by wounds                 had made her quite happy.  she was gonna eat with him and generally that counted like a sort of date, between friends. or allies that fought for the same cause.            her fingers laced around the black helmet, her hair ripped out of it before she whipped them back and forth in order to get to a straight line         blue eyes cascaded over the hunter’s with a light smirk falling over her lips as she looked at him.

                 “ finally.  

                      oh and just a warning, i get to be quite piggy when i eat.  so no ‘what the fuck’ eyes hunter

   or i will kick your ass.”

                     she warned him in a playful way of course, before she hoped off the motorcycle.

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no much muse for this oc unfortunatelly.

won’t be around much until my muse for chris gets active all over again.

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Cain's Mark, the Demon Inside

Their cases had been going well. Dean was pretty pleased with his and Chris’ time on the road. So far they had gotten two ghosts, a poltergeist, and a non-vegetarian vampire. Plus, they’d fucked like bunnies in between. So, yeah, Dean was feeling pretty damn good about life in general. Then the angel and demon business flared up. There were times Dean really missed the good old simple days of hunt and gank, hunt and gank. Now there was all this complicated stuff to think about and it gave him a damn headache. 

Chris had never dealt much with the angels so Dean tried to explain as best he could, luckily Chris had picked up a lot over the years. But these Archangels were a nightmare. While reading a book Sammy sent him on the subject, he noticed information about Cain- the original murderer. “Huh.” He muttered. Turning, he glanced at Chris from his spot on the motel room bed. “Chris. Come take a look at this. It’s talking about Cain. Guy who ganked his own brother.” As someone who would never kill his little brother, he didn’t understand it at all.

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       the hunting trips had been in assuranc for the hunters   the world was into becoming a better place an intent essay of these two  trying to make it a better place for anyone.  the enhanced hunter folows his calling along  with the lover, dean winchester. a pair that was so different yet so alike    in love circumistances.    he could never really realize that they were together.  still together after everything.       no killings were requested during their hunting cases eventually   just a few bruises and cuts but nothing that couldn’t be stelled down   with a little healing factor from both sides.  well sort of his healing wasn’t that inhuman any longer.

   the hunter had been practicing nakd musccular chest had been upoading       the callories that needed to be burned from him   his eyes was constantly fixed around his lover          while his brother was working.   a little smirk had been showing around his lips    ateasing one for the hunter to get caught into.      picking his self up the hunter stood beside his lover            and read the book from afar.

 ” yeah that’s the old bible story.

  is about the first kids of adam and eve and how cain became the first

  murderer.

       in a summary he is the beginning of murder.”

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“Exactly. Sammy said he has a special knife or something. I don’t really get it but should we go after it? Cain’s long dead right, wouldn’t that leave the dagger somewhere in, like, Israel?” Dean flipped through another page and saw a black mark that looked like a tattoo. “Personally, if that Archangel comes after us I’m gonna get pissy. I mean, we’re the good guys here.” Dean grumbled. He glanced over where Chris was working out and licked his lips. It was hard work not getting distracted by the Echoist.

“What do you think? We put a feel out for this thing? The deaths are starting to make a dent. Last time I summoned an Archangel into a circle of holy oil, it went pretty damn badly.” He added. “You’re making me feel lazy over here.” He chuckled. 

Flipping another page, he paused. It looked like it was saying the dagger had to be given by Cain. “This Cain dude may not be dead after all, Chris. It says he has to choose to give the dagger to someone.”

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‘‘

       it depends. actually things have long list changed since the beginning of time baby.    so we can’t really know unless we can do a locator spell b we don’t have anything of cain’s.’‘

  the hunter replaced his thinking with words    his brune eyes delibered directly into the emerald eyes of his lover   as he looked into the words that the book  was recovering to the pages.   this story was very old indeed and yet something didn’t liked.   cai was the first muderer he was the first who killed.   he was the one who had gave birth to death its self in other words.         his head tilted to the side as he looked inside his emerald eyes   the possibility of cain being alie did not surprised him that much any longer.   besides this was superantural everything was possible.   anything.

‘‘   which means we have to travel in order to find cain.

  bu t i think this mark we’ve seen must have a sort of bond.

  i don’t know what kind but it should.   ‘‘

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huntressyetasister:

         the hungry brune eyes looked out for the dlicate stripping of the king   under the orders of a common mortal that had no wealth or rich family   relaxing from it.  finding a comfort from all the things that happeened     a villager of some sort that enjoyed playing music and liked to feed from it.     there was nothing extraordinary on him    nothing that someone would saty focuse around him     he had played around and such but that was it   no such a big thing to add around him     a little less confident memories   and thoiughts but that was the tiny tuth.    a truth that he was holding for his self and not for anyone else.    a truth that the king didn’t need to know yet   to figure out.          his naked form a god was formed around him     a god that could be the son of aphrodite      his pupils seemed like twitching from color   getting a little dark than usual   the desire crawling out like a wolf   out from the human being.   legs still wrapped around his figure   around the toned naked body   and the arousal that was enough fd from the   teasing, the touching and the kissing   that was hungry and filled with desire.   with need for one another.      a nod was followed from his proposition helping him|  get rid of the pants that was in their own way    not helping them with the friction.   

He had stopped thinking; he couldn’t see beyond the moment anymore that was just him having to feel this skin beneat his own. Allowing himself to be free of any thoughts that were about his duty, about who he was. Just being a man who desired another, who let the fire burn within his own veins. Henry’s touches were getting more urgent, as he opened Autolycus’ pants, as he pulled at it, a task he nearly couldn’t get done with, since his lips were once more finding his and kissing him hard. Hard, and yet gentle with the passion burning as his tongue was attempting to own this fight. Finally, as he got rid of it, a smile was on his lips, his breath heavy, and deep, the heat crawling further through him. “I desire you so much, I don’t know how but all I want is to be inside you.” he muttered it, his voice a heavy rough whisper, an octave deeper from the consuming lust he allowed himself right now. “To feel you, that is all I need.” His hand delicately trailed down his side, as his words stumbled  further over his lips. 

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                      a naked form.                that was all he was right now at this moment. he couldn't complain. hardness arousal and mystery surrounded them like a sin.          a sin that the male wanted more than anything to his life.              it surrounded him it crawled onto him and made him               sympathize so much and needing more of the other male.                 his king and the man he had started feeling something                         which right now was more physical than emotional.                      the drops of rain erupted against the tent of his house                         and the noise was enough hypnotising to get you into           a slumber, a slumber where you needed someone else by your side.                            and it seemed that the musician had someone right now.            someone heated and willing to take over the other side of bed. 

                     his tongue bracing out and licking the lips of the male                                seductively moving against  his hardened arousal                 eyes closed and feverishly hearing the words that coming                                out from his mouth.  genuiely shimmering and kissing him with more passion and heat over and over again.                             his hands dropped him closer against him                                  his head almost colliding with his                               legs now wrapped tighter around his waist                             right hand slowly directing down to stroke in gentle                            and sensual strokes his hardened cock. 

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Michael.

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The triangle thingy (mobile, sry, can't copy)

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                                  intimate touches that played around the desire                              the king and the musican had been flattering around                      since the thunderstorm had taken place                 and the warmth was required around them                     like a blanket not coming by from the flames but also the flames                that their bodies had taken into. over and over again                          slowly and teasingly drowning onto it.                his touches caressed his muscles , making it even worse for resisting             or even say no to whatever he was doing at the moment.             arousal furthermore was exploring to his body                       and taking him to the impact of losing every control he had         in the moment, if not already being lost by it.                            his eyes were closed, his body aching for more and more               as he was tightening around him.

                                                       ”take off your pants.”

              he demanded, a light rushing demand for the king.

He didn’t allow anyone to give him the slightest command. Not previous lovers, not one of his ministers, priests, simply no one could ever do this without him flipping or punishing even the attempt. Now a smile made its way on his lips, and with his lips travelling along his neck, even a soft chuckle vibrated against his skin. “As you wish.” His voice was lustfully laced with the sheer need to get rid of those pants, while straining against it was nearly painful, the longer he caressed the heated skin of the musician, the more he tasted him. Henry leaned back, having sight of him on the wooden table, feeling his legs still lightly wrapped around him, he used the little distance between them to open the belt, that gave away a metalic noise. His blue eyes were hungrily roaming over him, his hands fiddling with the button, and finally, he got to open it and move it down his waist, along with his undergarment. One swift motion that left him all naked, and clearly aroused. The air around him didn’t cool him down, it only lit the fire within his veins even more. “If you allow?” his raspy voice was smooth, and deeper, as he asked for allowing him to do the same, his fingertips tugging at Autolycus’ pants, a teasing brush over his thigh, his cock another teasing brush, which made him gasp slightly. Not enough friction, he needed so much more.

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         the hungry brune eyes looked out for the dlicate stripping of the king   under the orders of a common mortal that had no wealth or rich family   relaxing from it.  finding a comfort from all the things that happeened     a villager of some sort that enjoyed playing music and liked to feed from it.     there was nothing extraordinary on him    nothing that someone would saty focuse around him     he had played around and such but that was it   no such a big thing to add around him     a little less confident memories   and thoiughts but that was the tiny tuth.    a truth that he was holding for his self and not for anyone else.    a truth that the king didn't need to know yet   to figure out.          his naked form a god was formed around him     a god that could be the son of aphrodite      his pupils seemed like twitching from color   getting a little dark than usual   the desire crawling out like a wolf   out from the human being.   legs still wrapped around his figure   around the toned naked body   and the arousal that was enough fd from the   teasing, the touching and the kissing   that was hungry and filled with desire.   with need for one another.      a nod was followed from his proposition helping him|  get rid of the pants that was in their own way    not helping them with the friction.   

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        the soon hsi lips touched his skin

    a crawling moan came out from the musician’s mlips like a melody from the swan song   he loved to hear and sing.   a soft yet husk with arousal that went creeeplking around him   like a damn disease.  he couldn’t go afar from it it was just so … temtping.   arousing and hot in the same time.   erotic even.    his eyes closed to savor the lingering touch of the ing against his skin   his legs lightly wrapped around his waist tightly  pushing him closer   closer to him like the amulet that he was still wearing   around his neck the gift he had given him    few months ago.   he still kept it as the honor of their friendship   which started to get more obivious erotic.

   ”don’t hold back.”

There was nothing he could do but give in, a flame that was already burning couldn’t be tamed. He didn’t want to stop, when all he could think of was his skin beneath his hands, the trembling, and the lusful noises that were mixed with those of the fire right next to them. A passion that he hadn’t known before, not so unlimited that every part of him was in need of more contact, of more, always more. His hand seeked more of this, more of those muscles, more of the silkiness of his skin, that made him ache for another level, without any inch of clothes between them. His lips sucked at his neck, leaving a wet trail down towards his chin, as he blew his breath against it, it seemed even cooler than it was.  His skin tasted like the purest sin, like anything he ever desired. Henry gave him a little thrust, right where they were connected; the visible hardness just close enough to let Autolycus feel it. The movement sent a heated shiver down his spine, only to cause another needed wave of arousal wash over him. The blue eyes seemed to have a different, fiery glint, as he caught his glance.

"I need you."

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                                  intimate touches that played around the desire                              the king and the musican had been flattering around                      since the thunderstorm had taken place                 and the warmth was required around them                     like a blanket not coming by from the flames but also the flames                that their bodies had taken into. over and over again                          slowly and teasingly drowning onto it.                his touches caressed his muscles , making it even worse for resisting             or even say no to whatever he was doing at the moment.             arousal furthermore was exploring to his body                       and taking him to the impact of losing every control he had         in the moment, if not already being lost by it.                            his eyes were closed, his body aching for more and more               as he was tightening around him.

                                                       "take off your pants."

              he demanded, a light rushing demand for the king.

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A slayer and a hunter. [ Michael ; Christina ]

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     ▌✗ huntressyetasister ;; christina.

                                                           ”as it seems ,yo.”

                                      the vampire salyer erupted her words                                 her index finger showing once more the traits                             of slowly healing wounds to the clothed body                           of the hunter before a shrug caressed her shoulder                her hand closing the door shut behind them.               boots colliding with the floor, every step was slipping           the confidence out of her in mere seconds, her lightly                   short and wet hair dropping and getting up       through the light air that waved them like they were feathers                      dropped in the shutting spirit of mother nature.         her blue eyes caressed gently the area, before              she moved down to the street then to the right          where her harley motorcycle showed directly.              slowly approaching the motorcycle                      the blonde female kicked up a foot only to place                 her self tightly onto the motorcycle; her fingers         lightly touching it like it was made by porcelain.                     she placed upon her head her black helmet            before giving one to the hunter.

                                   “just a warning, we’re gonna see a wolfie.

      he doesn’t bite, he is one of the good guys.”

                           she laid out a light warning before she                    petted the place that was for him.

                   Just then Michael had actually the chance to see how she looked  like,                    not than he haven’t before but well he had been through  pain  &  then                    he was too hungry, just  now  he  was  able  to  thing  straight  &  see                    how beautiful that woman was. Until that moment he had just looked                    at her as a slayer, now she was looking at her  as  the  WOMAN  she                    really was. He wasn’t sure if that was something bad, he  didn’t  mind                    if it was either. Michael  walked  along  with  her  &  even  him  had  to                    make sure no one was following them,  make  sure  he  didn’t  brought                    her any problems, it was  enough  having  his  own  even  more  bring                    anyone else in to it. Michael looked at the female walking  with  him,  he                    was sure they  would  get  really  well  together,  especially  after  she                    saved his life. He took the helmet she was offering her.

         “ I will keep myself together, or try at least. ”

                   He said when she  informed  him  of  what  they  would  be  doing,  he                    didn’t wanted to be  rude  or  anything  it  was  just  extremely  hard  to                    keep his calm ways around a  werewolf,  counting  one  of  them  had                    almost killed him hours ago.

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                    "yeah i get it man.  hunter and a werewolf?

                  not like sayin' batman and robin."

            the slayer commented his response as she understood the term                of being a hunter. having reflexes of a killer                  inside your system, a supernatural killer would eventually lead               to some problems but sometimes alliases should be done.                      however this wolf was the ex boyfriend of a friend of hers                         which was a sorceress, a powerful one to that matter.             and the guy was cool. short and kinda awkward to understand         but he was cool. plus his band was awesome.               she had always attended to their concerts when she wasn't busy                by killing monsters and having a few scratches on her back to patch up during the erutping conflict between her and the supernatural creature.                              she placed the helmet above her head                              hiding the figure of her face, drops of hair                    laid there underneath the helmet as she placed the engine                                    on the road , the speed caressed them easily                           and fast.

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The more you ignore me, the closer I get;

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     ▌✗ huntressyetasister ;; christina.

                                                 the desire spoke for her                         spoke with every inch of how her body functionned                       to the dearest spoken inch of lust that was famished                         around them like a beast wanting blood.                              but the situation wasn’t bloody. just passionate.                       as it used to be. christina had rarely met passion             through her life encounters with men and women occasionally.                   the whole thing would be blunted by a one night stand         and nothing more. on and off to go.  yet with the hunter        that was kissing her and carrying her body like it was something           fragile yet strong enough to endure his passionate movements            was something different. unique even that the slayer didn’t expected           to have with this man. despite that through the beginning she found him   attractive.

                                 her upper body was now naked,vulnerable for him                                to touch, to kiss, to lick and to savor the taste of her skin                         the light scars didn’t expected to stop anything from it.                         a moan caressed her throat as she felt his lips                             bouncing in through her skin, her blue eyes looking down                                 on him, legs wrapped so tightly around his waist                        like a snake to her victim entitled for killing him which                           of course wasn’t the case, nor it would ever be.                               

                                                   ”take your pants off.”

                                                         she demanded in a husky voice.

                    True was Michael had never felt such desires for any one. Of course                     he had experience desire before & had felt attracted to  other  woman,                     yet that didn’t meant he had felt special while doing so. No he  haven’t                     never felt like he could have the power over someone  &  yet  be  able                     to care for them. He had just had the power and it was only to satisfy                     his needs. Yes maybe he was  a  bit  envious,  even  if  he  respected                     woman above all things, yet when it came  to  feelings  Michael  never                     know how to deal with them. His hands where  now  placed  one  her                     waist pulling her to him while he kissed her chest  carefully, he  heard                     her moan & his head was obligate to look at the woman  demanding                     him to take off his pants, a smile raised the corner of his lips while  he                     unbutton his pants letting them fall on to the floor. His eyes where  too                     living flames glowing with the desire he felt for her. His hands where                     back at her legs.

          “ What you want NOW? ”

                    His voice was just a whisper  yet  filled  with  desire  &  demands  he                     wanted to please.

[huntressyetasister]

       the more they went deeper into this   the more the vampire slayer had been feeling her cravings   getting scored over and over again   the dsire plunging into her and fighting over to come out   which right now the woman inside of her just let it in  in and in and further inside  wanrting more by the mere second it was passing  throughout the passion that was different than any other the huntress had ever countered before.   the blue eyes of him looked over hers   seduction played over   a sort of game that she liked to play with him      her body inflected upon the hunter   the question was reflecting around her mind.

           '' you. and we both know that.''

    she said her lips slowly finding his for another passionate kiss.

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

{ behind the mask }

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

huntressyetasister:

         he could feel everything.   every movement was drving him to the point of no more  his desire unique and flawless for him and for the other male   no barriers seemed to behave over them   nothing.  just the passion that drove the other male wild was    starting to ache to feel so heated that no standing    no toleration was given anymore   time to give in,   time to feel this fire over and over again   this night would be perfect   a longing night just like when they first kissed     under the circumistances of the moon   and the ball that he organized.   his brune eyes were simply glancing against him    as he back up a little bit  his senses still updated around the  heated moment of them.

     ” what if i told you that you don’t have to fight?”

“If you told me that, I would….” Henry’s fingertips were close enough to caress each inch of this toned skin in front of him as he reached out for him. The heat between them, wherever he was able to touch, seemed to grow steadily, electrifiying the air, and making it impossible to breath normally. “…no longer hold back, and….” Slowly, Henry leaned down, halfway on his knees, his lips replaced his fingertips as they tasted the perfect skin, softly, brushing down every inch, muscle, over his nipple, biting gently. And all it was just a taste, it was short preview of what he would do. So much more. “…continue, I desire you, Autolycus, in a way that my skin burns when I touch you, and that kiss days ago? It wasn’t even the beginning. Tell me that you don’t want me to hold back, tell me that you can’t stop yourself. Please.” He was never begging. Never. But now? He needed to.

[huntressyetasister]

         the soon hsi lips touched his skin     a crawling moan came out from the musician's mlips like a melody from the swan song   he loved to hear and sing.   a soft yet husk with arousal that went creeeplking around him   like a damn disease.  he couldn't go afar from it it was just so ... temtping.   arousing and hot in the same time.   erotic even.    his eyes closed to savor the lingering touch of the ing against his skin   his legs lightly wrapped around his waist tightly  pushing him closer   closer to him like the amulet that he was still wearing   around his neck the gift he had given him    few months ago.   he still kept it as the honor of their friendship   which started to get more obivious erotic.

   ''don't hold back.''

[cityxofxblood-blog-blog]

Rocky Road.

[cityxofxblood-blog-blog]

     ▌✗ huntressyetasister ;; christina.

                                               ”you’re so kind. “

                                         the slayer answered to the reply of the hunter                              a little smile joining his before walking out of the apartment                     her blue eyes cascading around a habit that she had                        no matter when she was going out, especially at nights                and since it was a night time, her instincts as a slayer                          always kicked in.  the thing that went on and on for                     generations before she had even born and started                          with the first slayer who apparently was her family in some sort                  of.   there weren’t many things about the first slayer             not even books. no watcher diaries had been placed so                         they could understand how she died, did she die                  during a battle against evil? did she die because she was old?                all they knew that she was one that caressed the first slayer power           and ever girl in every generation would inherit to battle against the darkness                         as the old prophecy said.                                       following him a whistle came out of her lips                   in appreciation as she saw his motorcycle. she was a beauty.             she kicked a leg in order to place her self behind.

                                        “nice babe you got there, dude. “

                    Michael walked with Christina out there; he didn’t actually had a                     book, or a thing that would tell him what to do. He couldn’t follow                     a special way or do everything the right  way.  It  was  hard  for                     him to do always the right  thing  &  he  couldn’t  do  anything  to                     fix what he  had  done  before.  Poor  guy  had  watched  many                     people die, it had took away a  tool  of  his  soul  every  time  he                     watched someone died. Was too much  for  him  &  he  couldn’t                     go  back  &  change  that  ,  was  his  wrong  &  he  learn  from                     those, yet he always felt bad about it, and he was only thinking                     about that right now  perhaps  because  he  had  let  the  shape                     shifter run  away  &  because  of  him  he  would  kill  someone,                     & Michael couldn’t do anything about it, at least not  right  now,                     at least not while he doesn’t know where he is.

          “ I know right? ”

                    He  said  talking  about  the  m o t o r c y c l e  while  he  smiled  &                     walked to his  babe  &  he  climbed  in,  took  a  helmet  offering  it                     to her since he cared more about  her  safety  than  his  own.  He                     offered her a soft & kind smile while he turn on the engine.

[huntressyetasister]

                            ther slim hands were wrapped around the other male\s waist      sloghtly hooking around them for proection as soon as she placd   the dark noir helmet to cover her face.       her blue eyes looked out through the glassified protection     and the motorcycle had started rippling throuhg the silky    road.     the little hair that was left by swung like a fist   as the air deplacd them whenever he liked to like a game    thoughts slightly crosse her mind   after that they should kinda start to look for the shape bitch     she knew that she didn't any other people to die   just bvecause they were a little late for timing    her wound would be healed tomorrow since it wasn't that big   or fatal in that matter to get her into a hospital.    but she wante to help once more.    besides like him, she wasn't the one  to stay in one place   she was a wild soul a wild fighting soul   that once place never was  enough for her  for her spirit , for her calling.

    '' are we there yet?''

  she caleed out.

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

{ behind the mask }

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

huntressyetasister:

      the single touch of askin to skin against one another was a sin     it crawled out of them like a sin piercing theri kiss                    over and over again slicing them to pieces over and over again    like nothing was in control anymore.   nothign indeed was in fact in control.   anything was out of it. further from it.   and the music of their bodies clashing together like titans battling  for dominance.  a fight that they could never win. 

    ”  tell me you want me”

His heartbeat was racing, faster and faster with each second. It was like a thunderstorm crashing through his veins, and the heat coming from Autolycus wasn’t helping to calm himself down. He had never been someone to control himself, but he also had never been in such a situation; of course he had been with women, he had desired them, but not in a way like that, where he felt burnt from the inside out, deeper, than anyone had ever started to burn a fire. As if every inch of his body, of his being screamed that he wanted him. Entirely. Breathing heavily, he stood right in front of him, his eyes hungrily roaming over the exposed inches of naked skin. “I want you.” a mere whisper,  as he closed his eyes for a moment, fingertips caressed the skin in front of him once more, before a soft growl fell over his lips. The words he had heard before, did he want him too? Was he pushing him? He couldn’t even think anymore, everything was a blurred mess inside his mind, overwhelmed by the desire, the need to touch him, feel his skin. Another growl. Right before he stepped back. Once. Twice. "I want you more than I wanted anyone in my entire life. I can’t think, I can’t breath, I just want you." His voice was laced with that desire, nearly vibrating deeply. "But….I don’t want to push you. I…am the King, but right now just a man fighting with my desire …for you.."

[huntressyetasister]

         he could feel everything.   every movement was drving him to the point of no more  his desire unique and flawless for him and for the other male   no barriers seemed to behave over them   nothing.  just the passion that drove the other male wild was    starting to ache to feel so heated that no standing    no toleration was given anymore   time to give in,   time to feel this fire over and over again   this night would be perfect   a longing night just like when they first kissed     under the circumistances of the moon   and the ball that he organized.   his brune eyes were simply glancing against him    as he back up a little bit  his senses still updated around the  heated moment of them.

     '' what if i told you that you don't have to fight?''

[deanaeternus]

Cain's Mark, the Demon Inside

Their cases had been going well. Dean was pretty pleased with his and Chris’ time on the road. So far they had gotten two ghosts, a poltergeist, and a non-vegetarian vampire. Plus, they’d fucked like bunnies in between. So, yeah, Dean was feeling pretty damn good about life in general. Then the angel and demon business flared up. There were times Dean really missed the good old simple days of hunt and gank, hunt and gank. Now there was all this complicated stuff to think about and it gave him a damn headache. 

Chris had never dealt much with the angels so Dean tried to explain as best he could, luckily Chris had picked up a lot over the years. But these Archangels were a nightmare. While reading a book Sammy sent him on the subject, he noticed information about Cain- the original murderer. “Huh.” He muttered. Turning, he glanced at Chris from his spot on the motel room bed. “Chris. Come take a look at this. It’s talking about Cain. Guy who ganked his own brother.” As someone who would never kill his little brother, he didn’t understand it at all.

[huntressyetasister]

       the hunting trips had been in assuranc for the hunters   the world was into becoming a better place an intent essay of these two  trying to make it a better place for anyone.  the enhanced hunter folows his calling along  with the lover, dean winchester. a pair that was so different yet so alike    in love circumistances.    he could never really realize that they were together.  still together after everything.       no killings were requested during their hunting cases eventually   just a few bruises and cuts but nothing that couldn't be stelled down   with a little healing factor from both sides.  well sort of his healing wasn't that inhuman any longer.

   the hunter had been practicing nakd musccular chest had been upoading       the callories that needed to be burned from him   his eyes was constantly fixed around his lover          while his brother was working.   a little smirk had been showing around his lips    ateasing one for the hunter to get caught into.      picking his self up the hunter stood beside his lover            and read the book from afar.

 '' yeah that's the old bible story.

  is about the first kids of adam and eve and how cain became the first

  murderer.

       in a summary he is the beginning of murder.''

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

{ behind the mask }

[solitaryxsouls-deactivated20160]

hisinfernalmajestydracula:

                                                 feeling slik and striong hands around him                             slowly building up the tense that was reinforced around                   them like a spell of a sorceress the musician obeyed        like a child to its parents. like a domestic animal to his master.                     he felt the lips of the king wrapping around his own in a force           that seemed superhuman. no man or woman ahd ever laid          their lips such a force. it was a deonstration of desire            of lust.  high pure passion crossed the veins of the king      and gently transfered throughout the musician as he responded          in a kiss that was resembling just like his, if not so intense        and powerful.                 eyes greeted closed as he kissed him passionately               his hands wrapped around him, and bringing him closer     legs wrapped around his waist automatically.             

Henry hadn’t planned this, he hadn’t thought he would ravish his lips that intensly or even give himself such a freedom of following what he truly desired. To feel, and to burn, feel that kind of burning desire he had known existed inside of him since the first time he had kissed him. Just now it was even more intense, like a thunderstorm that couldn’t be tamed. But he had to, or else he would end up placing him on that table and devour every little inch of the gorgeous body, that was now pressed against him. He gasped against his lips, as his hands were balancing him right against him, slowly stepping forward, and nearly carefully despite the rough kiss, he let him down on the wodden table. Hoovering over him, inch against inch of his own naked skin he looked into those eyes, that held so much mystery. "This. I want this.” He whispered roughly, and let go of him, licking over his lower lip that tasted like him. "I can not even explain how much."

[huntressyetasister]

      the single touch of askin to skin against one another was a sin     it crawled out of them like a sin piercing theri kiss                    over and over again slicing them to pieces over and over again    like nothing was in control anymore.   nothign indeed was in fact in control.   anything was out of it. further from it.   and the music of their bodies clashing together like titans battling  for dominance.  a fight that they could never win.

    ''  tell me you want me''