𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 .ᐟ ⠀

[repentedsins]

♡☾  𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒, 

a collection of age gaps, religious studies, public degradation, choking, frottage & more written by #𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑨. if you are not 21+, please do not interact with this blog. promo credit by rosyviews.

RULES , BANNED . 

demetria holland is played by brigette lundy paine, 26, they/them. pansexual with a preference for older men. intern at a law firm. kinks include: hair pulling, knife play, rope play, exhibitionism, voyeurism, dry humping, size difference, slapping, spanking, power play, teasing, public sex & choking.

thea medina is played by emilija baranac. 24, she/her. pansexual. tour guide at museum. kinks include: exhibitionism, choking, light bdsm, public sex, dry humping, breeding, size difference & marking.

astrid bishop is played by brigette lundy paine. 26, they/them. pansexual. archaeology major. kinks include: light manipulation, receiving head, cock warming, teasing, age gaps, breeding, hair pulling, degradation & exhibitionism.

[repentedsins]

needing an oscar isaac fc …. and a plot … with praise kink ….

[leneemusing]

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

[repentedsins]

i severely need to be on this sideblog more

[repentedsins]

daily reminder that i want oscar isaac to spit down my throat and use me like a rag doll <3

[filthysin]

repentedsins​:

it was the way that they were submissive and only to him, the way that he had a control over their body that they couldn’t say no to. because he owns them, because he’s made it a thing where he’s the one that gets to do this to them. and of course, with his words, demetria nodded their head, desperately. “ yes, god, please, dante – ” is all they could even muster out before they can feel his hand striking at their face, knowing it’ll make a red mark, knowing that everyone at work would know that they were fucking their boss, but demetria didn’t seem to care, because it was their little secret, their sin, in fact. hand on their chin, soon feeling his thumb slide into their mouth, moaning against it. not having a single care in the world about who hears, or who’s listening on this very intimate, yet very public moment between them. body hitting the desk, over and over – hearing his voice come out like a goddamn song, demetria’s entranced, soon feeling their eyes water up with tears at this moment, and god; he’s fucking them as if it’s his last time, as if they need a reminder of who they really belong to. “ yours, dante! fuck, ” is all they can manage to get out before feeling his dick right up against their soft spot, feeling another slap on their face, shuddering before their head levels down, for a second, needing some type of breath – as his actions continue, wanting to muster out the words that he wants to hear. “ you, ” they finally get out, their legs almost giving out, with the slightest shake, tremble of him fucking them into oblivion.

dante loved the power he had over them, how submissive they were for him. when demetria said yes that they wanted dante to go harder, he only grinned as his hands went to their waste and he thrusted even harder into them. but that wasn’t enough, so dante lifted them of the desk, impaling them on his cock, making them slid all the way down on his cock fast. he turned them both around and placed demetria against the wall, fucking them up against. “that’s fucking right.” he growled at them. “you’re mine. you belong to me.” dante was on the edge, close to cumming. he crashed their lips together, biting down on their lower lip as he fucked them with all the lust he had for them. he bit on their lip and pulled away at the same time, and letting their lip go after he couldn’t stretch it out any further. “and i’m going to prove that by cumming inside you.” dante breathed against their lips as he moaned as he arrived at his climax, shooting his load deep inside of them. “fuck!” he moaned out loud, probably loud enough for the entire office to hear him. like they hadn’t already.

[repentedsins]

whatever he wanted, they did. dante could ask for them to bend over backwards and they would it, because of the lust they had for him, because of how incredibly whipped they were. the way he made them feel, it wasn't enough -- at least in their eyes, it wasn't. the praise they'd give inside and outside of work, it didn't feel as good as him being physical with them, with the way he lifted them off away from the desk, only to slam them against the wall, their back hitting the concrete as he was fucking into them, their perfect body slamming right onto his cock, letting out breathless strings of curse words, moans, whines, whatever it was that caused a show to everyone on the other side. " yours, " they're letting out, confirming everything and any doubt they had in their head, fingernails grazing along his shoulder; gripping onto his flesh as they're feeling his lips crash against theirs, heart beating against their chest -- a relieved sound leaving their lips before feeling his teeth bite down on their lower lip, another moan slips out, knowing that he was teasing them, their body aching for more, responding well to his actions, soon their lip was let go, hearing his words, lips laying agape, nearly stuttering on their words. " want me to walk around with your cum dripping down my thighs? people looking at me and shit? " they're letting out a soft chuckle against his lips, forehead barely touching his, their stomach doing twists and turns, before feeling his load shoot inside of them, legs shaky. " i'm -- i'm so close, " they're wisping, ready to let go.

[filthysin]

repentedsins​:

eyes rolling back, hearing his praise as he’s pumping into them, feeling their legs shake and tremble as his skin slaps against theirs, for the moment – demetria lets out softened moans, with attempts to quiet themselves, in the case that people can hear what’s going on, though, even that turned them on more and more. “ yes, dante – god, yes, ” they’re letting out, in stumbles, their frail attempts at trying not to sound so completely ruined by him, although, changed once his gaze was pointed sharply at them, in their eyes : hand curled around their neck tight, restricting their breathing, the only thing they can feel is his cock thrusting in and out of them, needing something to clutch onto. their walls responding so well to his cock pounding inside of their wet heat, constricting tight – their mind all jumbled, like static, allowing for strings of curses to leave their lips so perfectly, always for him. as his hand is loose around their neck, demetria lets out an exhale, needing that time to fully breathe before he slaps their cheek – feeling it sting as he’s growling at them. “ so fucking much, dante, ” they’re letting out, soon feeling their eyes water under his touch, another slap to their face, this time much harder. a memory for them to think about when they’re at home, needy for him and him only. demetria’s body responds to well to his touches, the only thing that they’re proud of ( but shouldn’t be, considering that he’s their boss ), either way, they’re addicted to how he makes them feel, like their body’s on fire, electric, in fact. “ dante, please, harder – wanna walk out of your office limping … “ 

no one made dante go feral like demtria, fucking them made him go primal. hard and rough. and he fucking loved it. he wanted to be like this all the time, he felt so powerful. gauging by the moans let out by demetria they were enjoying this. “you want harder demetria?” dante asked with a grin, as he saw the red mark of his hand on their face. that beautiful face he loved so much. he didn’t even care that the other employees could see. he was the boss, no one could fuck with him. this was how powerful demetria made him feel. dante put his hand on their chin, and he rubbed his thumb on their lips before sticking it in their mouth, while still fucking them but going a little slower to tease them. “then tell me whose whore you are. tell me who fucks you the best.” he said licking his lips before pulling his thumb out of their mouth and giving their face another slap. his hand then wandered down their body while he spoke “who does this body belong to?” he asked in a low growl as his hands moved over their chest, before going around their and stopping at the small of their back.

[repentedsins]

it was the way that they were submissive and only to him, the way that he had a control over their body that they couldn't say no to. because he owns them, because he's made it a thing where he's the one that gets to do this to them. and of course, with his words, demetria nodded their head, desperately. " yes, god, please, dante -- " is all they could even muster out before they can feel his hand striking at their face, knowing it'll make a red mark, knowing that everyone at work would know that they were fucking their boss, but demetria didn't seem to care, because it was their little secret, their sin, in fact. hand on their chin, soon feeling his thumb slide into their mouth, moaning against it. not having a single care in the world about who hears, or who's listening on this very intimate, yet very public moment between them. body hitting the desk, over and over -- hearing his voice come out like a goddamn song, demetria's entranced, soon feeling their eyes water up with tears at this moment, and god; he's fucking them as if it's his last time, as if they need a reminder of who they really belong to. " yours, dante! fuck, " is all they can manage to get out before feeling his dick right up against their soft spot, feeling another slap on their face, shuddering before their head levels down, for a second, needing some type of breath -- as his actions continue, wanting to muster out the words that he wants to hear. " you, " they finally get out, their legs almost giving out, with the slightest shake, tremble of him fucking them into oblivion.

[repentedsins]

nudges,, who has some open starters for me to reply to?? like this for a reverse starter call.

[obiwan]

#Okay.

[repentedsins]

i need like. angst and smut.

[imperfectox]

repentedsins·:

shrugging their shoulders, demetria acts dumb – a glance over at the other before sighing lightly, nearly giving into small impulses. “ but you didn’t, so i took the liberty of doing it for you. ” and was it a bit fucked up? of course it was, however, they didn’t entirely care too much, though, it was nice to show their exact personality. “ first off, i didn’t mean to do it to be fucking spiteful. secondly, whatever you’re assuming about my feelings and all, you’re absolutely wrong. lastly, maybe i just like . . causing trouble in your life. ”

He had no idea how to fix the mess the other made. In all honesty, he had no idea why he even bothered to yell at them. “There’s one thing to cause trouble and the other is fucking up shit in store for me.” Jacob was going to talk to his boss about the co-worker he had that was messing with him but their little talk had him put at the back end of the work. He was picking up everyone’s slack and it made his life 100 percent much worse and difficult. “Stay out of my life, Demtria. I’m done- I’m sick of this.” “I tried being nice and shit but you push me away and then you do this. What do you want from me?”

[repentedsins]

it was like some deep, dark obsession they had -- something that obviously couldn't go away unless they did something drastic, unless they ruined his life, just to make themselves feel better and that, they did. " does it even matter, jacob? by the looks of it, i'd say your life's already fucked up, " they're musing, a chuckle leaving their lips, followed by a contented sigh, shaking their head at this, whatever it was. " and if i don't? i'm pretty sure you'd be bored without me, you know. " narcissistic behavior, although, it doesn't stop them from mentally hatching up more plans.

" long story short? i want you. selfishly so. "

[filthysin]

repentedsins​:

that’s all they were, just a pliant body for him to use when he was frustrated at work, or if he needed to get his frustrations out – though, to demetria, it felt good – it was a way for them to be seen by him. nodding their head along with whimpers leaving their lips as he spanked them repeatedly, feeling the sting of his hand, knowing it’d be red by the end of all this. “ always, ” they’re gritting out, fingers clutching on something that would hold them stable while he’s spanking them, hearing his words. for some reason, dante was part of their carnal needs to feel something, anything, in fact. whatever it was that got them all pent up and ready to take him fully, he was part of it. two more spanks and demetria’s shaking, trembling right under his touch, hearing his belt unbuckle, soon feeling the tip of his cock line up with their heat, feeling his cock push right into their heat, chewing hard on their lower lip, another whimper slides out of their mouth, every thrust of his banking them closer to his desk, hand wrapped around their neck, nodding their head, brushing their head against his – wanting for him to choke them harder, the way they like it. “ love when you fill me up like this, dante, knowing everyone on the other side could hear us, ” they’re letting out, steadily pushing their hips against his lightly, an attempt to fuck themselves on his cock, loving how well they’re able to take him, all of him.

“god you look so fucking hot like this.” dante told them. he loved this, watching the pleasure in their eyes as he slowly sinked inside of them. “yeah? do you like how everyone hears how much of a slut you are for me demetria?” he said as he licked his lips and looked directly into their eyes. dante let his cock slide out of them before pushing inside again fast,, while his hand was tightening around their throat. “everyone knowing who you belong to.” dante said as he pounded their cock in and out of them, loving the feeling of the wet and warm feeling of being inside of them. he loosened his hands around their throat, to let them breath for a little, but that didn’t mean dante would let them get a break. he slapped their face lightly. “tell me how much you love getting fucked.” dante growled at them, and before they could even he slapped their face again, harder this time, before holding up to let them answer him. dante was in heaven, he could fuck demetria all day and night. why he had even tried to deny this happening, he had no idea. he would never make that mistake again.

[repentedsins]

eyes rolling back, hearing his praise as he's pumping into them, feeling their legs shake and tremble as his skin slaps against theirs, for the moment -- demetria lets out softened moans, with attempts to quiet themselves, in the case that people can hear what's going on, though, even that turned them on more and more. " yes, dante -- god, yes, " they're letting out, in stumbles, their frail attempts at trying not to sound so completely ruined by him, although, changed once his gaze was pointed sharply at them, in their eyes : hand curled around their neck tight, restricting their breathing, the only thing they can feel is his cock thrusting in and out of them, needing something to clutch onto. their walls responding so well to his cock pounding inside of their wet heat, constricting tight -- their mind all jumbled, like static, allowing for strings of curses to leave their lips so perfectly, always for him. as his hand is loose around their neck, demetria lets out an exhale, needing that time to fully breathe before he slaps their cheek -- feeling it sting as he's growling at them. " so fucking much, dante, " they're letting out, soon feeling their eyes water under his touch, another slap to their face, this time much harder. a memory for them to think about when they're at home, needy for him and him only. demetria's body responds to well to his touches, the only thing that they're proud of ( but shouldn't be, considering that he's their boss ), either way, they're addicted to how he makes them feel, like their body's on fire, electric, in fact. “ dante, please, harder -- wanna walk out of your office limping . . . “ 

[imperfectox]

open to: anyone

“what makes you think its okay to go behind my back like this? i told you i was going to tell her!” jacob had a scowl on his face from their persistent nagging. he had everything handled and under control until they came along to fuck everything up. “i’m beginning to think you did this out of spite. do you like me or something? because i have done nothing to you and you seem to keep finding a way to stick around.”

[repentedsins]

shrugging their shoulders, demetria acts dumb -- a glance over at the other before sighing lightly, nearly giving into small impulses. " but you didn't, so i took the liberty of doing it for you. " and was it a bit fucked up? of course it was, however, they didn't entirely care too much, though, it was nice to show their exact personality. " first off, i didn't mean to do it to be fucking spiteful. secondly, whatever you're assuming about my feelings and all, you're absolutely wrong. lastly, maybe i just like . . causing trouble in your life. "

[imperfectox]

open to: anyone

“this is a face that would never lie to you.” another blatant fuckin’ lie but who was counting? certainly not silas. his whole life he spent lying over and over again because no one’s ever going to stick around so why would he think they would.

[repentedsins]

" sure about that? " astrid's asking, lip tucked between their teeth, eyes glancing over at him with this look of pure conviction, wanting to scoff, but doesn't. they want to chuckle, but they refrain, wondering what he's going to say next.

[imperfectox]

open to: females/nb

“i don’t know- i’ve never been the kind of guy you bring home to the ‘rents, you know?” it was scott’s way of saying that he didn’t want to meet their parents. his relationships never last this long and it was terrifying for him to even be in it.

[repentedsins]

" if you're wondering if they bite, they don't. they're harmless. " thea's attempting to comfort the other, as a small chuckle leaves her lips, eyes glancing over at him for a moment. she knows he's scared, however, so is she. " the only person you may have to worry about is my brother, but, i can handle him. "

[scxed]

a plot with a c o m p l e t e l y inappropriate age gap — she’s barely eighteen, fresh-faced to the world and he’s twenty-seven, out of college, and paying a mortgage. maybe her dad is his boss, and she’s always lurking around the office, getting into trouble. maybe she grabs his tie and pulls him close when nobody’s looking, and maybe he licks his lips at the thought of risking it all. maybe she’s just playing a game, or maybe there’s a little infatuation behind the madness; maybe his adrenaline pumps at the thought of toeing the line between right and wrong, or maybe he wouldn’t mind cuffing her after all.

[dogxxxanax]