The Fallen can rise.

Professor Flex. Orion for Faculty. I'm old but wise and well (4,452 years of age). I've fallen so perhaps not as wise as I'd think. I teach Ethics. 

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Wonderful.

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“Perhaps, though the worst that’d come of it is that no one would pay any attention to it.” Orion chuckled and grinned. “A poor written story of a girl descending into the world of BDSM, the writer got a lot of things wrong with it and it honestly seemed like a movie about sexual assault. It’s not terrible, but it could have been done in a much more tasteful way.” He spoke his thoughts on the flick, though it’d been a general response from the public at large. “It’s easier with a busy life and having other things to focus on.” Orion promised the demon. “Not that I was really looking at it in the way I am now, but I was more concerned for his life; he did nearly die.” Ori chuckled, though the thought still was scary for him. “I do insist.” 

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undeniable you || ares + orion

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One thing that was true in love; was how a being reverted back to their primal nature. Ares pulling Orion in to lock him place while delivering heavy thrusts, know just how to effectively find every bit of pleasure for both of them. If there was ever a time when Orion truly believed that he and Ares were telepathically communicating, it was during sex; especially when the other caught his lips with messy passion fueled kisses. 

Orion’s legs tightened around Ares’s waist, bracing himself as the passion grew between them and the reuniting begun to get more primal. Hearing Ares curse was like music to Orion’s ears, among the symphony of sounds that they made together; they were producing their own version of a great composition. “Mm- my beloved... want you t-to taste me.” Orion gasped out, as Ares pat by his sweet bundle of nerves. He knew Ares would understand his meaning; as Ares had spent years apart from him getting his life sustenance from where it was and Orion had a deep desire to be on his lover’s lips, inside of him and sustaining the being that had given him everything he’d ever wanted.

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Kidnapper  |  |  Jax + Orion

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“No you do not, and I’ll be doing exciting things; not too sure about you though.” Orion chuckled as he worked his strong wings to get them level with his apartment. “You be the judge afterwards if you were wrong or not Baby fangs.” He told the man, as he’d have to be the judge of the activities that occurred this night; Orion already knew how he felt about it. “Not amazing, just born gifted and powerful is all.” Ori mused, deciding to display some of the power and control over his wings; doing a somersault in the air for the vampire. “Believe it Jax; you are of the sky now.” 

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“Every growing boy or prince needs sleep Castor; But i have the best way to put you to sleep more relaxed that you’ve ever been.” Orion chuckled to the merprince; glad to know that he’d have the night to work the boy over. “I do.” He agreed with the boy, letting a board grin flash as the bot spoke. “That sounds like a lot of studying; you sure your up for that Castor?” Ori asked, as each of the quizzes sounded like a great way to kick off the weekend. “We should probably write this down somewhere; I’d hate to see you fail the final exam because we forgot something or left something out.” He mused, as they neared his apartment. “Hold still my prince.” Orion instructed as he lifted the hunky younger man into a bridal hold before flying them up to his apartment. “We’re here.” He chuckled.

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Wonderful.

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“If you overstimulate something too much eventually nothing will stick.” Orion offered to the boy. “Sometimes it’s better to come back to conundrums when you’ve had time to think about them.” He told the boy, as he’d often had much luck with that strategy. “Perhaps, though I don’t think that’s always the case.” Orion said beginning to wonder about the boys past. “People fool people all the time.” He said as a matter of fact. “That could.”

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dog days || maverick + orion

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Like a glove might fit a hand, Maverick allowed access for Orion to explore and was meet with a equally adventurous tongue. Letting himself be pulled in, pressing the student into the counter as he let the kisses passion grew. Bringing an arm up to Maverick’s shoulder and loosely draping it over to let his hand find it’s way to the short controlled locks on Mav’s head. The intense feeling that was growing between them was undeniable, stirring Orion’s desire and building up as Orion thought of whether he was going to lead the rest of the night or let Maverick explore.

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Wonderful.

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“I’m sure it’d be a hit in both sides of the world, supernatural and the mundane.” He chuckled, though he knew he wouldn’t write it; he wouldn’t want to divulge all of his secrets just like that. “I should have been Christian Grey, because that movie was pitiful.” Orion spoke honestly, it had made him ultimately sad that the BDSM community was yet again let down by society. “The next tip I have for you is too not think about it. The way I met Ares was something so by chance I could have easily missed it.” Ori laughed and shrugged. “He nearly died and I just so happened to be in the country teaching apothecaries some skills to help them heal their wounded.” He smiled at the fond memories of the younger Ares. “I have a little bit of my travel kit still intact, I baked up some granola bars before I left my estate.” Ori paused for a moment to produce the Tupperware container of bars. “You get your burger and I’ll indulge in this.” He chuckled.

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Kidnapper  |  |  Jax + Orion

Just finished with a night class, Jax was heading back to his place to get settled in for the day, but something about tonight felt a bit off. Though the air was crisp and the wind blew wonderfully in the mans face, causing his hair to stay in its shape, something still felt off. Jax couldn’t place the feeling. With his bag around one shoulder, the man kept walking.  Just as he was arriving to his place, the mans head turned and his blues eyes felt shocked at what he had just seen.

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To everyone who hatched a genius plan; it was all about execution. Jax had been quite clear early that he wanted danger in his life; what he didn’t know was the type of person Orion was when it had to come danger. Which is why he’d made a point to be vigilant of the man that rest of the day and was pleased that he was among the last ones out of the university and alone in this specific moment. Flapping to gain a little bit more height before his descent; Orion locked on to his target with a precision perfect thousands of years back and begun his free fall to catch his prey. 

The capture was swift and quiet, landing in such a fashion that would startle the regular folk before clasp the man’s mouth  and securing him in his arms before taking him off into the nights sky. “Evening Baby fangs.” Orion spoke, though his regular pitch had dropped an octave causing a huskier tone to the words.

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Hearing such filthy words slip from the princes mouth was like the sweetest music to Orion’s ear. He didn’t dare speak well the boy expressed his fantasies; wanting to have everyone of them before thinking of a way that’d ensure he could give it all to him. All of it was good and he was ready to deliver it; but he knew of one problem. “How much time do you have by the way and do you need to sleep tonight?” Orion asked cocking his head to the boy, a grin growing on his face; one that he’d been holding back while Castor spoke. “It’s only one night; but I’m certain I can find something that you’ll enjoy and that I’ll eat or I’ll make you a chef’s assistant for a little bit.” He mused, raises his brows to the boy. “Though it’s got a uniform; which I think you’ll approve of.” Orion chuckled and leaned in to whisper in the boys ear. “Just an apron.” Before he took a few steps ahead of the boy to let that sink in.

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“Good boy.” Orion mused, fighting the urge to pat the prince’s head like one might pat a puppy’s head. “I’ve known you for years, they cannot hold that against me.” He chuckled, sharing the smile the boy carried. “Then speak boldly Castor, you are a prince after all, I doubt anything bad could come of it.” Ori spoke with the main purpose of divining what said thoughts where so he could perhaps fulfill them for the prince; after all he was a creature of servitude. “How dare you?!” He exclaimed in a scandalized fashion. “It’s all good my prince, I’m under a fairly strict vegan diet of my own right now, so I can promise to cook within your guidelines and satisfy those taste buds.” Orion promised that his skill and knowledge would prevail the tall order the prince set forth.

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Wonderful.

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“Anything for knowledge, that’s my motto.” Orion chuckled to the man. “The fifty shade of truth. I’m going to write a novel.” He mused, producing a brilliant smile. “It took me three thousand years to find mine Giovanni, give it time and they will make themselves know.” Ori told the demon, squeezing his shoulder once more. “Take this time you have before you met that person to better yourself, make yourself the best you can be and rest knowing they’ll have the man of their dreams when you met.” Orion offered as something Gio could do between now and that time. “I’ve been on a vegan kick for a while now, so if you want to get a burger you may; but I’m gonna hunt down something good from the soil.” He grinned, unashamed of the preference that seemed to have a lot of backlash in the mundane world at this time.

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Wonderful.

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“I think you should let it be for now; let it sit and ponder upon it another time when you’ve had some time to digest all of this.” Orion chuckled at the boys thirst for knowledge and the mastery of it. He’d been like that for as long as he’d remembered; and that was no easy feat. “Well if you’re not happy, how do you think other people get happy? Emotions are like buffet tables. If you serve plates of happiness that you made, people will part take in that dish.” He offered to the boy as a metaphor. “You have to start form within and the rest will follow my friend, trust me; I’ve practiced that for many years.” Ori promised the boy. “We’ve been able to stay together because of trust, communication, giving each other space when we needed it and coming together when we needed.” Orion smiled and sighed. “Relationships are a game of compromise and being balanced, well staying honest and truthful.” He summed up his point.

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“I surely hope that’s the one you stroke yourself with Castor; otherwise I’m pretty much useless.” Orion joked, but the lewd joke in it’s self was not the typical Orion; he was usually very prim and proper while not in bed. “I don’t think I saw friendship in the terms and conditions when I signed the papers; but this is different. You’re a family friend are you not?” Orion asked the boy chuckling at the very unethical bending of the rule to justify keeping the merprince around him. “Careful what you put out into the universe my sweet prince, in my experience; spoken thoughts often manifest themselves.” He winked to the boy, the vague statement not hinting towards anything other than Castor probably shouldn’t encourage him. “I doubt anything is good in the market to be honest; aside from the raw ingredients.” Ori shrugged and cocked his head to the young prince. “Tell you what, I have a kitchen and about four thousand years of culinary knowledge. Would you trust me to feed you some real food?” Orion asked the boy, a raised brow studying Castor’s face.

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dog days || maverick + orion

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It was to be expected that Maverick wouldn’t slide into Orion’s advances at first; he was sure of that much. When the other finally did, it was soft; the opposite of the boy true nature. It was humbling to be on the his when he was sure this was a first for Maverick; not having to portray anything for anyone, as Orion had made it clear that he wasn’t searching for anything other than the real Maverick. As the boy grew in confidence, Orion got a bit more bold; poking at the boys lips seeking entrance.

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Taking a moment to give the man a once over; Orion deemed he’d be alright once the embarrassment died down. “Don’t worry your little heart my friend, it was made at home and can easily be whipped up later once more.” Orion waved off the offer of an unnecessary purchase. “If you wanted to, you could keep me company while I make another one and I’ll let you try it? It loaded with vitamins and all that good stuff.” He offered, as he was going make one, why not share it with the guy whom wore it best.

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max irons and dan feuerriegel requested by @orionflex