Bad luck mutt

[lycaning]

“Suddenly every guy in the city’s turning into a stripper. Well, count me out.”

[jadefeminista-blog]

Porrim let slip a giggle when she saw his reaction.  It was wholly unexpected, and yet, it made her all the more comfortable around him. “Oh, so+ he do+es lo+se his co+o+l o+n o+ccasio+n, hm?”  She smirked.  “I still have yet to+ see what makes so+meo+ne as ado+rable as yo+u a danger to+ me …metapho+rs aside.”  The troll shrugged her shoulders gently. Her brow rose in question though her grin did not falter.

“A date?  I can’t say I’d be o+ppo+sed to+ the idea at so+me po+int.  We have lo+ts o+f time to+ kill, I’m sure.  That is o+f co+urse, in the event that so+meo+ne hasn’t snatched yo+u up already.”  Porrim poked inquisitively at a pillow then laid back on it.  She propped herself up on her elbows.  Lidded eyes met with his.

“I’m to+tally fine with it.  I’ll be go+o+d, I pro+mise,” she said with an added gesture. “Unless…”  A soft laugh was followed by a mischievous grin. Need she really say more?

She laid back again and settled down comfortably with a wiggling motion. “Co+me no+w, charming Mister Wo+lf.”  The pillow beside her was patted lazily with the back of her hand.  “Do+n’t let me sleep alo+ne.”  She wondered if peaceful sleep would even be possible here.  If nothing else, the presence of the other would provide some comfort.

[lycaning]

She humored him far too much in all honesty. The date proposal had been more of a joke than anything, even though he wouldn’t have been opposed to the idea either. All of this still felt so surreal. Letting someone get this close to him of is own choice and so easily at that. And now she was even making him lose his normally cold demeanor. That cool composure that seemed all but constant was suddenly cast aside with every comment and suggestive hint she gave.

“This has been some kind of day..” 

He muttered to himself, eyes locked with those of the woman who beckoned him towards her. Well, he dug his grave. He may as well lie in it. Though that was never really his concern. He simply hoped that this grave wouldn’t be meant for two. If anything did happen to her, he’d have to take responsibility for it from here on out. She was his responsibility, if misfortune should befall her because of him. 

He laid back down on the mattress beside her, close, but still at a suitable distance to make sure he didn’t overstep any boundaries. Though a part of him wondered if she’d even allow him to stay at such a distance. Her words and posture suggested she crave far more proximity between them. Even so, if that was what she was hinting towards, then she’d have to be the one move closer. He was apprehensive enough about the situation as is.

[dragoninstaller-deactivated2015]

“Haven’t even been here long and already the loud idiots in this city are pissin’ me off.”

[lycaning]

“Welcome to your new life. Better get used to it, because they never stop. Ever.”

[lycaning]

I want the K

17: Goofy Kiss

He wasn’t used to this sensation. A warmth against his body as his senses began to return. A pressure against his skin and the soft touch of another’s flesh. He wasn’t to waking up right next to someone. It took him a moment to remember the fact that he’d allowed someone to stay with him. A new friend who managed to make a pretty good impression on him. Despite his better judgement urging him to distance himself from others and keeping them out, he allowed someone in. And as nice as it felt, he knew it was wrong. 

As was another, not so foreign sensation. Eyelids rise to reveal golden optics as the lycan adjusted his vision towards the person beside him. Who was much closer to him than he thought. So much so that their lips had been touching. How in the hell did they even manage to get themselves in such a position in their sleep?

“Rrr..” 

Well, it didn’t matter know. Best to just distance himself before she woke up and got the wrong idea. He didn’t want to be accused of doing anything unsavory.

[lycaning]

☛ :What is their typical response to being given orders?

Ingami is a naturally.. rebellious person. He really doesn’t follow any kind of orders given to him. Most of the time he’ll do the exact opposite of what others tell him to if they offend him.

[musebasket-blog]

Put a rumor you heard about my muse in my ask and they'll confirm or deny it.

[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[lycaning]

“Things have been too hectic as of late. Hopefully the worst has passed.”

[jadefeminista-blog]

“Oh, I didn’t mean to+ bo+o+t yo+u o+ut o+f yo+ur o+wn ro+o+m.  Stay, wo+n’t yo+u?”  Porrim ssat up and scooted closer to him.  It was becoming all too easy to tease him now.  “What’s wro+ng?  Yo+u do+n’t want to+ cuddle with me?  I’m hurt.”  She placed a hand over her head and feigned injury then let out a giggle.

“Yo+u’re so+ cute, tho+ugh.  Yo+u really do+n’t have to+ leave,” she shrugged, “I should take the co+uch, if anything.  I’m simply a guest here.”

A gray hand rose between them following the path of a finger she placed squarely on his nose.  “I want us to+ be friends.  Quit being cryptic, o+ne o+f these days, o+kay? Thanks fo+r letting me stay tho+ugh.” Porrim leaned closer, it was naught more than an embrace at first. Then she planted a soft kiss on his cheek.  It was an amiable gesture, nothing more, she silently tried to convince herself.   Perhaps now she’d stepped in it.  Oh hell, she was having fun at least.

“I’m no+t apo+lo+gizing fo+r that,” she said after a brief moment of silence.  The troll would be lying if she said she wasn’t reluctant to let him go.

[lycaning]

“Most people wouldn’t be that comfortable sharing a bed with someone like me. Especially without having even gone on a date yet.” 

She really was playing a dangerous game at this point. And common sense told him to put an end to it. It was the right thing to do, but he chose to ignore the voice that was practically screaming inside of his head. Was it because of her? It was like she was used to this kind of thing. As if every part of her was meant to put other at ease. Make them feel comfortable. Their conversation was engaging, when he hadn’t even desired any kind of conversation to begin with. It was so strange, yet he couldn’t say that he disliked the whole thing. 

The kiss that found his way to his cheek, however, put him in an entirely different state of mind. Comfort soon turned into awkwardness as the Lycan’s face turned a bright shade of red. The fact that it had come out of nowhere played the largest factor in flustering him. He struggled to regain his composure, momentarily avoiding eye contact with her. 

“If I’m going to let you sleep here, then I can’t just dump you on the couch. If you really are fine with it, then you can share a bed with me..”

[jadefeminista-blog]

At last, she gave in to the heavy feeling in her body and laid down on her side, head propped up by hand.  She couldn’t help but smile.   “Wo+lves are ado+rable as hell, then.”  She gave a short chuckle. The idea of actual wolves giving themselves trims seemed silly.  A hand idly smoothed out a wrinkle in the sheet from where it had been disturbed.  What made her afraid?  

Of course she’d joked earlier that she was already dead, but that certainly didn’t spare her from more death, despite her front.  “Oh, there are definitely things I’m afraid o+f.  Even tho+ugh I’m a gho+st, I’m quite capable o+f dying a seco+nd time—do+uble death, it’s called.  The higher blo+o+dcastes are terrifying in their o+wn right—especially the purple blo+o+ds.  Then there’s this Lo+rd English guy who+ has it o+ut fo+r all o+f us and is especially mean to+ girls fo+r so+me reaso+n.”  Her words simmered down into an agitated murmur.

“The po+int is, there’s a lo+t for me to+ be nervo+us abo+ut.”  She covered her mouth as she felt a yawn coming on.  It was fairly late, and her body knew it.  “Mind if I sleepo+ver, fluffy?”  She chortled at the temporary nickname she’d bestowed upon him.  Hopefully a better one would come to mind later.  The enigma of this human might not have been solved this day, but she was fairly certain he was comfortable enough to have another conversation later.

[lycaning]

The idea of a ghost fearing death almost seemed comical to him. But it wasn’t as though it was the most unbelievable thing he’d heard of since arriving in this city. At some point he was worried that nothing would seem impossible to him anymore. Beyond that, her fears seemed to stem from some personal experiences, though the topic didn’t seem like one she wanted to go into detail about. Last thing he needed now was to make things awkward, so he let the topic of fears simply die out for now. 

Though what followed put him in an awkward position nonetheless. It had gotten pretty late, he was aware of that. Though the fact that she’d grown weary enough to drift into slumber at a moment’s notice, and in his room at that, was something he was unprepared for. Once again that voice in the back of his mind cried out to him. Send her home. She’d be fine on her own. Don’t risk dragging her down with you. If he made up an excuse then surely she’d leave without any hard feelings between them, right?

.. Would he really just kick someone out of his apartment at this time of night? Damn it all, he hadn’t learned a thing.

“.. Sure. I guess that’s fine. I’ve got a couch I can sleep on anyway, so make yourself comfortable.”

[lycaning]

⚔ ☜ ☞ ((wonkwonk))

Does your muse have any specific kinks? 

He does not. He honestly doesn't even give much thought to that kind of thing. What a nerd.

☜ : Does your muse like to top?

☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? 

He honestly wouldn’t mind either. He’d try to top more often than not, but he wouldn’t mind if someone imposed their will on him as well, as long as long as their relationship was close enough. Just try not to bite him too much <3

[oztheblackrabbit-deactivated201]

questions about your character.

[lycaning]

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ -  Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?

[memeboitaliano]

super extra naughty indecent dirty raunchfest the meme

[lycaning]

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☯ : If you’re comfortable with it, write a drabble about our muses doing something naughty. If not, put a strikethrough across this one in your reblog (or simply don’t do it; your blog, your rules ;3). ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

[lycaning]

“I’m getting sleepy.”

“All you’ve been doing is partying and dancing. Does this surprise you at all?”

A sigh left the Lycan’s lips, cradling the angel in his arms before carrying her off to her home. Just leaving her to fend for herself in such a drowsy state didn’t sit well with him.

[lycaning]

“Can I sleep with you?”

“For your sake, I’d advise against that. Nothing good ever comes from being around me, let alone sleeping next to me.”

[lycaning]

“Can you tell me a story?”

“Do I look like a nanny to you? Why the hell would I do that?”

3 hours later.

“And then Jacob imprinted on the baby.”

[lycaning]

✿ܓ heh

Send me "✿ܓ" for a compliment from my muse to yours. 

“.. You’re a lot sweeter than I originally thought you were.”