Packless Werewolf

『Lyall Rehn』 बन जा बीजली बादल को चीर तू Werewolf of the Red Lineage, 25 [92]. Folklore Researcher, Pagan, Photography Aficionado, Bacon Junkie, Brother. [ Independent Fandomless RP ] [ Selective ] Online [ x ] | Offline [ ] Tracking: lyallrehn Current M!A: None

[lyallrehn]

How pissed off I am right now from 1-10?

[lyallrehn]

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[rp-memes]

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☁- Our muses in a thunderstorm.

✿- Our muses in a garden.

♫- Our muses at a concert.

☏- One of the muses giving the other a prank call.

★- Our muses looking at the stars.

†- Our muses in a church.

☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.

❤- Our muses are both alone on valentine’s day.

☢- Our muses during a radioactive breakout.

☠- One of our muse’s died, and the other is at the grave. (possibly ghost or drabble)

✈- Our muses on a plane.

▲- Our muses on an elevator. 

▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.

[sixtytwoseconds]

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[lyallrehn]

sixtytwoseconds:

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes How do you measure the life Of a woman or a man? In truths that she learned, Or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, Or the way that she died.

[lyallrehn]

The tumblr audio database is incredibly fucked up. What do you mean NO ONE has posted Bachelorette? Y’all need Jesus Björk.

[son-of-dathomir]

by Victor Gladkiy

[lyallrehn]

Dear diary: I woke up with a severe case of munchies for bacon pancakes and I don't wanna get out of the bed today. *rubs eye* FEED ME!!! *jabba the hut voice*

[lyallrehn]

bed.

[lyallrehn]

I know some people are all "neh I hate when people mass reply" but I actually love it. It means the writer is working hard and doesn't want to miss anyone and when ya do it I internally squee. ^_^

For me it means “Man I procrastinated even though I said I was doing all my replies tonight shit shit shit I need to post everything holy fuck its 2 am noooo omg” and that ^ counts as procrastinating too.

[davidkarofskyindie]

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davidkarofskyindie:

“I’ll put on a nightgown and make sure he can’t see me… I promise baby, there’s no one who’ll ever see me naked now I got you” Paul promised while he kept kissing the man slowly, his hands running over his lover’s flawless ab muscles and moaning into the slow sensual kiss that made his toes curl with the purest of need. He let his tongue slip out a little to tease Lyall’s lips a little, trailing around them slowly and sensually over them before begging entry to his man’s mouth to deepen the passionate kiss.

————[ ► ] He couldn’t fight the snort that came at the “Nightgown”. Picturing Paul in an old woman’s gown was too hilarious, but then the image slowly became hot as he pictured how it would fit tightly in all the right places and, of course, probably leave his butt bare for him. He managed to trap the tongue with his teeth, nibbling on it very softly to not hurt the other as he sucked it in and deepened that long kiss himself. His own appendage explored the male’s mouth freely, as his hands squeezed his butt eagerly. “Get all those clothes off then. It’s twenty-eight minutes now”.

[lyallrehn]

“What are you doing in my room?”

It’s the middle of the night, and my muse just climbed into your muse’s bedroom window

————[ ► ] “I can’t go home tonight”

[lyallrehn]

quodoculispurpuram:

“Alright. I suppose I can let you sleep here as long as you want. Since Im awake I might heat up a warm glass of milk to quench my thirst. Would you like anything blondie?” He shuffled a bit so he was standing at attention. “Maybe I can lend you something to sleep in as well?”

————[ ► ] His jaw tightened once more as he took a deep breath, shaking his head a little before giving the other his best attempt at a funny look. “I could use some sweatpants. I stepped on a couple puddles on my way here”. Not that his pants were still wet, they were just covered in dry mud. “I guess I could use something hot. Do you have any tea?”.

[lyallrehn]

quodoculispurpuram:

“I did say I was a dork from the get go. I remember the time when I did experiment in animal behaviour and how I flashed at you. Seeing if there is connection between human and animal mating rituals. The look on your face was a mix of disbelief and humor.” He chuckled right back as he picked up the red panda and gave the little one a nice belly rub. “You can come and visit me at work if you like, though I am not sure how you feel about animals in a zoo though. Hopefully I won’t keep you waiting, otherwise you might date an old man at this point.”

————[ ► ] Lyall’s mouth flapped open a couple times, unable to say anything else as he remembered the memory of Matty’s body. Eyes narrowed as he slowly focused on his chest and swallowed down. “It’s silly, because you know I’m more animal than human. It doesn’t count the same”. But did it work? Obviously. “I’m afraid many of the animals at the Zoo would rile up if I was around. They don’t like predators in their territories. This little was raised in captivity so he doesn’t care much” the wolf pointed at Pabu.

[lyallrehn]

kapitalismx:

He wondered for a moment why he thought camping was a good idea even on the best days. But if there weren’t big animals out for his blood, it might aid in his reassurance on his impromptu decision. Maybe be would reconsider leaping before looking. As the tent presented itself in it’s overpriced glory, Christiaan stood by with hands on his hips, satisfied that he didn’t have to lift a finger. Ah, just like the good ole days. And the man wasn’t hard on the eyes either. “Fires? Are people really that stupid?” Actually, that had the Dutchman glance around his supplies for water. Damn. He had forgotten something important. “Say, Lyall, was it? Stupid question but– water. Where do I find it and is town incredibly far back?” Lost mofo here has the gps but it’s utterly useless.

————[ ► ] “I don’t think they’re stupid” Lies, he was just being polite. Lyall truly hated the stupid men and women that left cinders or cigarrettes on the grass and caused a fire. He believed in Karma, though, and nature would pay it back in due time. His eyes raised at the other male with a curious glare, as it seemed like he was hiking without really knowing what he was doing. It was clear now that he asked about the water. “There’s a spring that way, and a river that way” the blond pointed in not-so-different directions to his left. “There’s also a gas station not far from here that way. You’re not that far from civilization”.

[allthemutts]

outdoor photography

[lyallrehn]

allthemutts:

By the time Lyall as finished laying out the options, Sam was already getting up out of his seat in a rush. He needed Lyall now, but he could wait 15 minutes. As Sam walked past the man he ran his fingers over his chest. He then leaned down t relay his plan to Lyall.

“I will pack Ryker a bag, and drop him off at my parents. Then, I will return, and we will have till tomorrow afternoon to test your theory on just how far I will follow your orders, Alpha.” Sam offered, running his fingers over the man’s arm before pulling away. Sam wanted Lyall right then and th4re, but he had to wait. He had to get his young child out of the house. So he could jump Lyall the instant he returned.

————[ ► ] "You will be begging before it’s even past midnight” Lyall said with his full Alpha voice, hoarse, authoritative, yet arousing. His nostrils flared as he felt the hand over his chest and stood up the same moment the male started to pull away. With the excuse of walking towards the sink to wash the dishes, Lyall walked right behind Sam with a plate in one hand. The other hand, though, caressed the male’s read and even went below the waist of the pants, further below the cloth of the underwear, to press a firm digit against the puckered, eager entrance. “Twenty minutes total” he said again in that commanding voice, eyes fixated on the male as he stood in a place where Ryker wouldn’t see him. “Don’t keep your alpha waiting”.

                  He washed the dishes, truly, because it was a common sign of cordiality. In the distance, the quick movements of Sam were enough for him to keep a pleased smile of satisfaction as he cleared everything and guided himself by scent to find where everything was or was supposed to be. “Fifteen!” He yelled as he turned over to look at Ryker’s room.

[lyallrehn]

ofburningeyes:

         He had asked a question that he knew to be intimate… But never in a thousand years Jordan would have pictured himself being suddenly pushed to the floor by the werewolf, a loud ‘uff’ escaping his throat the moment his back hit the hard floor. What the…? But Lyall was now all over him. Straddling his hips in such an intimate way as his strong hands pinned his arms to the floor, right above his head to keep him from moving. Jordan’s mouth was partially opened, small pants rolling from his lips as his heart began to pick up some speed. The deputy could feel his inner temperature rising slowly, especially when Lyall’s lips kissed his throat, making him whimper involuntarily in response. Control was slowly slipping away. His blood flowing south towards his crotch, unable to stop himself from getting aroused as every time the werewolf moved, the friction between his ass and his groin increasing at each small and discrete movement he made. Jordan’s eyes looked towards Lyall’s blue ones as he heard with extra attention to his every word. To the way his eyes shifted into that pale gold, a clear sign that the wolf inside him was slowly taking charge of his every action. Every touch now designed to tease and provoke, making him shiver and swallow the lump down his throat as Lyall moved closer. So close that if he wanted he could just kiss the werewolf on the lips. “Are you asking me… if I’m happy?” His heart was beating faster. His temperature rising underneath his skin, resembling a volcano about to erupt at any given second. Green eyes stared at the golden hues and Jordan lifted his head from the floor, lips brushing gently against the werewolf’s as the vivid green changed to a fire shade of orange. “Does this…” Hips rolled upwards, the friction between his crotch and Lyall’s ass increasing for a moment as he decided that he could also play that game with the other man. “Answer your question?”

————[ ► ] Never in his almost-a-century had the wolf ever wanted to back down onto thrusting hips so violently as he did now, and that was a big deal for him that found himself on the receiving end so uncomfortably on rare occasion. “Do you even know what a rhetorical question is?” Lyall questioned with that hoarse voice so characteristic of his aroused wolf. The beast wanted out, and Jordan was doing nothing to keep it down at bay. Was this how stupid people died, though? A pyromancer and a virtually indestructible creature, probably burning the furniture down before one of them could really say it was all ‘hard enough’. His lips touched Parrish’ once more, feeling that precious warmth as they parted and he took in the flavor of his skin, the smokiness of his personal aroma. It had started to intoxicate him so quickly, accelerated by the now fiery appearance of the other. For once, the wolf followed his betraying instinct, backing down onto the Deputy’s raised hips to force him back onto the ground, but also to create that so needed friction with what he felt growing below him. “You begged so much” The wolf confessed, pressing slower but more meaningful kisses onto the plump, parted lips. “Please Lyall, split me in two. Harder. I can take it’. I kept saying no, that I wouldn’t hurt you” The wolf’s forehead pressed against the man’s and he could feel the heat below him increasing, a light chuckle coming from him. “You were beautifully eager”.

[lyallrehn]

gaytriplets:

“That’s what I like to hear.” Matty replied with a smile, glad that the other said he’d be willing to give them another chance. “You’re probably right, man! I’m not the greatest at video games, but I love them. I still get competitive as hell when playing against people. Co-op would probably be a better idea.” He laughed, shrugging, remembering a time when he tried to get his brothers to play Mario Kart with him but they never took it seriously and it didn’t end well.

————[ ► ] "I have to confess I’m both a bad loser and a bad winner, especially if I’m teased too much” the blond shrugged and searched his phone for a couple pictures of him and his friend Elliot wearing both fairy costumes in a McDonald’s. “Mario Kart. Never trust the blue shell”.

[lyallrehn]

diprcsopus:

“Fuck!” that’s all that Vinzent said when he felt the warm tongue against his cock, moving from the bottom of his cock to the tip. He felt really good. He had decided to not touch the other and simply let the boy take control, after all, he seemed to do things right without any further direction. The man did as he was ordered and laid on his back, letting Lyall take control of the direction. He threw his hands behind his head and remained with a big grin. “Very well, take charge then—”

————[ ► ] It was all about control in the end, whether he was the one sucking the other or ramming up inside of Vinze, Lyall liked to handle how things were given and when they happened. His body, however, was sometimes impossible to control, as his mouth salivated too quickly at the taste of the shaft. He cleared his throat a little, leaning forward to take first the first inch that was the head of it, and then engulf inch by inch until his nose pressed against the soft patch of fur on his pubes.