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I’m currently only on @enduringalpha - you may find me there.
i’m seriously debating on giving Daniel an own blog. + I feel more secure on single muse blogs + I could give him more attention + I have the most muse for him since weeks + everything would be cleaner in organisation of the blog + a better theme + i could develop him better + I wouldn’t feel bad for only rp’ing him
- he’d be moved away from the pack but he’d still be part of it - would that even work? ^ - work to do the blog, new theme, new url etc - hope that people would still follow him since he’s an OC
and now IDK what to do.
Hey, Hey, L I S T E N
here, on this blog, you do not need permission to slip into my asks. just do it. even if we haven’t interacted before. even if you’ve sent 10 already. send me more. i love getting asks (in character or out of character) and yeah, i’m slow as fuck, but i promise you i will get to them. have at it, fill my inbox with memes or impromptu starters or just tell me how your day is going. it really doesn’t matter. just go ahead and do it. i promise, i don’t get annoyed seeing the same people in my inbox, actually it makes me happy because yAY MORE INTERACTIONS. so just do it.
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“Five minutes? Ok.” The words fall from Scott’s lips as if they were nothing. The hint if light pink staining his cheeks and the tan flesh running down his lower back said otherwise. Five minutes. Could he last? Was it even possible to fight the urge not to turn around, to get his hands on the handsome loving man just behind him? Gods help me.
If he was being honest, Scott liked it far too much when Daniel took control to deny himself such a pleasure. The memory of strong hands on him, groping across his body with such desire and strength he bruised the skin, was too exciting. The look in the other man’s eyes in those moments. The passionate fire behind the blue, the hint of the wild animal, the predator his lover truly was as he tore at Scott’s clothes, slamming him against walls or down onto the ground as he claimed the younger wolf. Devoured him in the most delectable and delicious ways no one had ever done before.
Scott couldn’t deny the sudden need that overtook him. A hand snaking down his bare torso as the palm skimmed over his thickening length. The color of his eyes shifting to their more lupine shade, lips parted, his breath hard and ragged the whisper of a moan rolling over his tongue. His own nails raking down his backside following the smooth curve of his ass as they marred the flesh leaving thin red lines as they broke the skin, the flesh healing seconds later.
“Art is meant to be appreciated.” His tone was all playful and teasing. The curve in his back accented the twin mounds of his rear, the soft smooth flesh brushing every so gentle and awfully to briefly against the front of Daniel’s crotch. The sudden friction from the material of his pants erecting another nearly silent moan from Scott as he leaned forward to catch more of the water. “Besides, it’s not often I get to see you squirm. Maybe I want to see if the great Daniel Murdock can wait and be at the mercy of someone else for five minutes.” Please don’t.
The temptation was rising with every second he spent right there, too close and still too far away from the other. He knew what Scott was doing, teasing him even further, even the quietest moan made his own blood rush through his veins, instantly caused him to harden. Well, fuck. He had his own problem now, either he'd be the one to show weakness with giving in right now, or stand for his own word. Was it weakness to wait those minutes or was it actually taking control? An easy question, but his mind was already clouded with desire, that he decided to go a total different way. "There's more. I've another trick you don't know yet." he whispered it into his ear, a roughly spoken promise he was willing to share right now. That was when he couldn't hide a smug smile on his lips. Standing close to him, his clothed hardness ever so lightly touching his ass, his lips close to his ear, lingering right above his shoulder.
Being a hybrid offerered another gift. With a bit of practice, he could manipulate someone's mind, the vampire part was the influence on this little additional gift he had. One he hadn't been able to show Scott yet, but why not now? He wouldn't do much, not invade his thoughts, oh no, there was another way. His eyes closed, and as he collected his own thoughts, he was sending him waves of emotions, the ones he remembered from the last time he had seen him. Right from the moment he had taken over, bent him over the kitchen table. It was a heated wave, that turned his own blood into lava in his veins as he imagined the situation. Scott would be able to feel the heightened senses, the way he needed that feeling, a mixture between desire, heat and even more. Having the vivid memory of himself burried ballsdeep inside him - that sensation of being one with him like that, he'd feel it all.
"How's it going?" he asked,voice deep and rough, blowing against his ear, knowing the time wasn't up yet, it had been only a very short moment, but hopefully enough to give him the right impression. HIs tonge dipped lightly against the wet skin of his shoulder, hiding the shiver that ran down his spine.
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Hybrid.The word echoed through Scott’s mind as he wondered just how long would it take Daniel to find him. Sure the man was strong, more than once the younger of the two had been caught off guard by his sheer strength. By the rough yet tender handling, Daniel could manage every time they were together. But could he wait? Would he be the patient wolf stalking his prey through the twist of turns of the forest, or would he be the eager and overconfident vampire? Rushing in blindly, ignorant of the possible dangers of his own surrounds just to satisfy his lust for blood?
Long slender fingers skimmed over the hard plastic of a knob attached to the wall, the many overhead lamps that had chased the shadows away from every corner of the room now dimmed, inviting them. The hard white glow now warming to a pale yellow, more like candles now as the soft flesh of his hand groped around the hard rough edges of stone hanging from his neck. The jagged bits biting into his skin as he lifts the leather cord above his head, making sure to remember where heirloom had fallen.
For all his need for privacy Daniel was a showman, his business thrived on it, needed him to able to put on a show and entertain investors and customers alike. While the shower had been smaller than he imaged, it was still much bigger than the two of them. Three dark grey walls and one made entirely of glass faced the door. With a flick of his wrist Scott turned on the water, the oversized shower head hung down from above, easily swallowing the small framed male as it rained down. Scott hissed against the nearly scolding water as it rushed over his head, a lite moan rolling from his tongue as hard droplets pounded against his back, soothing the tension from knots just under the flesh. His own hands started to explore his body, rubbing the hot water against his cold skin. The left hand curving around the round mound of his ass while he caught the scent of the other just beyond the door. heard the subtle clicking of metal as the knob was turned and the thick wooden door creaked as it slowly swung inward.
“Are enjoying the show? You know, despite your taste in decor. This isn’t a museum. You can touch and violate the art to your heart’s content. In fact, I think the art demands it, actually.”
If the word perfection was fitting for one moment, for one person and one situation, then it had to be Scott standing right there in the shower, the water cascading down his naked frame. Somehow Daniel really had a thing for water, or was it the combination of Scott and water? The imagination of how his skin would feel right beneath his own fingertips made him want to jump in right there. Just in his imagination, he hadn't moved an inch from where he was standing right now, still leaning in the doorframe, blue eyes slowly travelling up and down the display in front of him. He licked over his lips, barely listening, how could he concentrate on words when he remembered just now how it was to be like that damn water, to lick over those muscled arms, the chest, take a gentle bite now and then.
"Wait, what is this with my taste in decor?" he finally muttered, his lips twitched, and he couldn't help but grin. Cheeky boy. "What if I'm more the type that likes to watch, not touch? Art isn't always for touching, it's more to admire from afar, or to get inspired from. I actually get very inspired right now." It was now his time to tease him, and he had a lot of stamina in that department. Reality was something else. While he probably seemed like a relaxed watcher, his fingertips literally tickled from anticipation to touch him. And maybe this wasn't the only part of him that was ready to go for it. Damn him for being such a perfect tease. Damn himself for being anything but patient, it was just a matter of seconds until he destroyed his own little game. Daniel moved closer, this time step by step, kicking his shoes off on the way. He was still wearing his pants - expensive as most things he owned and sometimes he could get very protective of them - just not right now. He didn't give a damn as he stepped inside the shower, the water hitting him instantly. The distance between them was still there, no touching, just not yet. "Since the art decided to call the shots tonight.." Leaning in closer, his lips so close he could feel his breath against them. "..what's on your mind? I give you 5 minutes to tell me, or I'll do what's on my mind."
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The sudden weight against him was crushing, delightfully and deliciously so. A sharp yelp of surprise parting the younger man’s lips as he found himself pressed against the wall. If it had been any other man beside Daniel, Scott would fight. Kick out with his legs before ducking low striking at the man’s side. But for Daniel, for his Daniel, Scott felt his body relax. Every muscle easing effortlessly, legs opening ever so slightly to allow the man to step closer. If he had his way, there would be no space between them. The touch of skin on skin, the heat of their bodies, the sweet sounds of grunts and moans and every moment they stole together hidden away in this home were treasured events the younger wolf wanted nothing more than to relive again and again.
The drag of Daniel’s lips against his throat had Scott moaning, but it was the tease of his teeth that sparked that all to familiar and aching throb in his groin. The older man’s words danced across his ear, was it a threat? A promise? Either way, it had tagged at something within Scott, a hunger, a primal need desire that had him growling low in his chest as the man sped away.
Werewolf speed was nothing to laugh out. More than once a werewolf in its shifted form had proven they could keep up with their prey, be it vampire or not, young or ancient. With the jagged piece of stone hanging on the leather cord around his neck, Scott had access to the totality of wolf’s speed and strength, which he used to cross the distance Daniel had intentionally put between. Usually, gentle hands took hold of the man’s shirt, tearing the thin fabric down the middle revealing and reveling in the sight of ivory skin pulled taut against mounds of muscle. His own teeth teasing the flesh at the point where a board shoulder met Daniel’s neck.
“You’re gonna have work for this meal then Danny.” His tone was playful and mischevious, almost devilish one would say. But it hadn’t been a lie. With a gentle shove, he was gone, having used to speed to leave the room. A trail of discarded bits of clothing marking his path, stopping short just at the gaping mouth of one particularly long hallway. Several doors lining both sides, all closed.
Scott's scent surrounded him like a velvet coat, reminding him that this was exactly that scent that made him an addictive person. He could pick that one out of a thousand or more, a perk he loved, always knowing when the other was nearby or approaching him. This time though, he wasn't the one to decide how things were going. If it was on him, Daniel would have already thrown him over his shoulder and carried him to his bedroom, not wasting any time to get him all naked and for himself. Things were different, a good different. He loved that playful side, he loved such a challenge, when he didn't know what would happen. Not exactly at least. With a chuckle on his lips, he stayed for a moment, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes. He gave him a few seconds. Maybe Daniel needed them to calm down. A game? He could play that game too, join in and then who knew what would happen? The only thing he did was to get rid of the remains of his shirt, leaving his pants on, just because Scott wasn't around. Taking off his pants was much more fun when someone in particular was watching him. It was easy to follow the trace he had left for him. Still, he took his sweet time to follow the clothes, each one he was seeing just added to the anticipation of what was yet to come. "You know..." he said with a gentle, quiet voice, loud enough for the other to hear him. "..I have had a long travel, long work hours behind me and then you let me work for it? This is very mean, one could think that you are trying to escape me." of course he was only teasing. Nevermind the fact that he wasn't tired at all. "But Scott...." he added, and stopped in front of a door, where the last trace of clothes had somewhat appruptly ended. "...keep in mind that revenge can be very....hard to take." he didn't mind how this sounded, he'd remember this and soon he'd find a very creative way to give him some payback. Now, back to this closed door. Daniel's fingertips tapped against the cool wood. Once, twice. Then he stopped. Things seemed to get even more interesting now - did he just hear the shower? "Maybe I should just give you some space..." no, not really. With a slow movement, he opened the door, let it slide open, while he remained standing right there in the doorframe. The spot that was giving him a perfect sight inside.
Monday work day had me pretty hard, I’m so tired I can barely stay up. And there went my plans for actual writing tonight :(
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