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MORENA BACCARIN IN GREENLAND (2020)

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Morena Baccarin for Rogue, 2018

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Georges Hobeika | Spring/Summer 2022

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FREE GUY (2021) dir. Shawn Levy

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icons of Morena Baccarin in Firefly (s1) as Inara Serra

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First day of Vamptober- Fangs Out! happy spooky season everyone!

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Normally when it was time to find a meal Samira did it the old fashioned way; a quick and dirty tinder hook up. Lately, however, she was finding it more difficult to stomach their blood. It was boring. They were boring. She was bored. Like, yeah, that moment of fear that flashed in their eyes after they realized they weren’t going to get fucked, usually, was gratifying, but they were all starting to taste and look the same. It wasn’t easy to get that good old blood pumping fear anymore without worrying about hunters or humanity or ending up on YouTube next to ‘Mothman’ videos. Ugh.

This time she decided to try and find some carry out instead of delivery.  A small irish pub that was popular with the college kids was her pick of the night. She was twirling a straw around her peach mojito, not one to be a cliche, and scanning for a potential victim when she saw a group of boys sitting in the corner in their school uniforms. High School uniforms. They were all laughing without a care in the world, all bright eyed and adorable, about something the blue eyed boy in the middle had said.

It didn’t take long for her focus to lock in on him. The precious way his nose scrunched up when he laughed made him look like the most innocent of the bunch, but that glimmer in his pretty eyes told her otherwise. Fuck, he looked delicious. She could feel her fangs itching at her gums already and she couldn’t even smell him.

Sam knew all she’d have to do was walk over there and he’d fall on his knees for her, he seemed the type, but now that she had picked her supper she wanted to make it perfect. Instead she looked to the bartender and ordered a round of beers for the boys at the table. There was a hesitancy in the mans gaze that she quickly willed away with a look of her own and he knew better than to ask for their ID’s without her saying so much as a word.

When they received the drinks she waited for those blue eyes to find her silver ones and smirked at him with a raise of her glass.

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“When I’m done with you, well you will be.” The older man said grinning, his hand moving down to her neck again and squeezing rtightly. “I’m going to maek you my perfect little slut. No one is allowed to touch this body, or even look at it, without my permission. You’re my property now. Mine and mine alone.” 

His cock thrust deeper inside her, a husky moan escaping him as he did so. “You won’t even look at another boy. Do you hear me? You exist only to serve me. Only to please me…” He grunted between particularly rough thrusts. “Now cum. Seal your fate as my slut and cum.”

When he didn’t seem disgusted by her words, and instead grinned and tightened his hand around her throat, Cassia couldn’t hold back a delighted giggle. Even with his hand tightening around her airway she was able to show how happy she was, especially when her own grin spread wide across her face. It only faltered when she moaned from his possessive words.

The things he was saying should have scared her off, as well as the rough treatment to her body, but nothing felt or sounded so good to her before. It wasn’t like boys were lining up to take her out or even talk to her so he had nothing to worry about. She used to be so insecure about it, too, but with him owning her she felt like she finally had a purpose.

Cassia wanted to cum, really she did, but even with his command it felt so far away it was maddening. It made her whine pathetically and start to desperately fuck herself up against his cock like it was all she needed. “I c-can’t,” She sobbed, scratching at his shoulders to bring him closer. “S’too much, Daddy- please,” She begged, scared he’d be angry at her for not cumming on command.