I loved her the same way I learned to ride a bike:

Scared, but reckless. Selina Kane / 28 / Wicked Witch

[selinaxpane]

What's your favorite thing about being a witch?

The power. It’s a strong addiction. I don’t know what I would do if I’d lost my gifts. 

[selinaxpane]

What are your guilty pleasures?

…I’ve spent a lot of money on shoes. 

[selinaxpane]

"Go on, lick my cum off the floor."

xx. 

[selinaxpane]

@levibishop asked:

                     "Go on, lick my cum off the floor."

“Did she do it?” Selina asked, hands tucked under her chin, intrigued by her fellow witches tale. She did love a good, smutty story. The more detail the better. Sitting back in her seat she lifted her glass up to her lips and took another sip. Placing it back down, she picked up the bottled and poured Levi another glass. 

[selinaxpane]

holden-maynor‌:

It was very rare that Holden mixed business with pleasure but when one of his colleagues invited him back to her place, he didn’t decline. With no break in the case and his failed agenda of trying to get answers on his own he felt he desperately needed a release. And the moment he got it he rolled out of her bed and dressed himself. Despite her bribes with the possibility of ordering food in a pathetic an attempt to convince him to stay.

“Shit.” He muttered as he patted his pocket to find that it was flat and phoneless. It was his lifeline. No way he could leave without it. Boarding the elevator once more, he punched the floor of his last lay sighing when it came to a halt. There was very few things he hated more than having to share small spaces with strangers- except. The doors opened to reveal a strikingly familiar face causing Holden’s lip to pull into a smirk.  “What? No lil broom you could hop on and get to your floor?” He asked snidely, shifting slightly as she stepped in.

A smirk spread across Selina’s face - this wolf clearly enjoyed testing her. She’d be lying if she said a part of her didn’t enjoy it. She loved sass. “Too bad it’s broken huh?” She did have a broom, but it was stereotypical to assume she flew on it like a sitcom star on Bewitched. Witch would hardly if ever admit that her powers were currently on the fritz - especially to someone like him. Ignorant boy - did he not know not piss off a witch? He was cured by one after all. He was lucky he was cute. 

Suddenly, the elevator lurched and she found herself stumbling and grabbing for closest thing she could - that being the male across from her. “What the hell was that?” She asked, looking up from his chest and turning to look at the keypad. Cramped spaces didn’t exactly bother Selina - not in the slightest. She spent pleasurable times in cages, after all. However, she’d never shared that space. 

[selinaxpane]

[bakedbabydolll]

[selinaxpane]

✪ (heh)

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

xx

[selinaxpane]

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together. @holden-maynor

Holden & Selina

Selina was glad to once again be home, and in moments would be in the comforting arms of her bed. Audrey wouldn’t be back to the apartment building for at least a few more hours and the witch had stopped on one of the floors as it had a quiet little bar that made the most delicious drinks. Taking another sip of her aged wine,  she hit the button to the elevator door - waiting patiently for it to open.

“Oh fuck me...” She cursed under her breath as the doors opened and she was greeted by the wolf she had met a few nights before. She did not want to get in the cramped space with him, but taking the stairs in her expensive heels and in her current state was neither a pleasurable option. She might just break an ankle. Raising her head a little higher, she stepped into the elevator with an air of posh, tipsy confidence.  Wordlessly, she hit the button for her floor and the doors began to close.

[selinaxpane]

lxcnewolfcal‌:

Cal let out a snort, half amused by her explanation. “I don’t blame you. It’s not really something anyone wants to be caught up in.” He’d never really seen the appeal in that type of drama anyway. Things like that were so….ordinarly human in nature. The jealousy, the depravity - they weren’t things that concerned him anymore. “How long have you lived here?”

“No - it’s not.” And with a place that was seemingly so accepting of supernaturals, it had its secrets. And someone was definitely destroying the peace and putting everyone in their path on edge. “Not long, about 6 months.” She and Audrey traveled often, the other generally for business - Selina merely followed. “One of your kind did this - does that worry you?” She asked as they turned the corner, a few blocks from her home. 

[selinaxpane]

holden-maynor‌:

“You were just collateral damage” Holden had a tendency to fail at filtering his words and usually he wouldn’t care but even as those slipped out he knew he was wrong for it. 

You didn’t have to tell Holden twice that his presence wasn’t warranted. And quite frankly, she lasted longer than he’d wagered. Fishing into his trousers he pulled out a wad of cash, that was secured by a money clip, peeling away a hundred. He held up the bill up to her- a surrender, if you may- before setting it down on the bookshelf. He wasn’t sure of the going rate for crystals but he figured that just about covered it.

He face remained indifferent as he turned on his heels, almost making his exit, before he turned back around to grab up the book on crystals. “Put this one on my tab.” And on that last note, he saw himself out.

Selina’s hands balled into fists at her sides, freshly manicured nails digging into the flesh of her palms. She held back the smack she new he deserved, her blood boiling within her. She hoped his keen werewolf senses allowed him to feel her rage in that heated moment, how desperate she was to get him out of her sight. 

One brow cocked, eyes narrowed further. The money clip and wad of cash that he presented did not phase the witch into speaking. If anything it insulted her further - a small show of power that managed to wiggle its way under her skin. Was she supposed to be impressed? Hardly. 

Selina watched carefully as he walked out her door.“I’ll be sure to use that line if you happen to be next.” He did not have a tab.

[memesandthings]

SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.

[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.

[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.

[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.

[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.

[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.

[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.

[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.

[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.

[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.

[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.

[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.

[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.

[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.

[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.

[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

[selinaxpane]

Smutty Starter Sentences pt. 2

I want you to count out every strike while I spank you

Go on, lick my cum off the floor

Don't talk, just spread your fucking legs

You're such a pretty little slut for me, aren't you? So desperate.

I'll have to gag you if you don't keep it down.... or do you want them to hear?

Do you like touching the bruises I leave on your skin?

Come sit on my lap like a good pet.

Don't ask questions, just bend over the table and hold on.

I want to hear you call me Daddy/Mommy

My cum's dripping out, let me push it back in you.

Lift up your skirt and show me that tight ass of yours.

Crawl under the table and put your mouth to use, that's your dessert tonight.

I think we should make a tape so I can show everyone what a good whore you are.

Answer the phone, I'll keep fucking you.

Your naught pussy's so wet already, maybe I should spank it.

Did you wear the plug to keep yourself loose for me?

Get on your hands and knees and crawl to me.

What a greedy little hole you have, it's sucking my fingers right in.

I'm going to tie you up so you can't move and you won't be able to stop me from doing whatever I want.

You're always prettiest with my cum dripping off you.

I don't care if people are around, open up your shirt and let me see your tits

I'm your Master/Mistress and you're going to do whatever I say if you know what's good for you.

Be a good pet tonight and you can sleep in my bed instead of on the floor.

Stick out your ass more, everyone knows it's your most attractive feature.

Make yourself useful and play with Daddy's cock/Mommy's pussy

What's wrong, are your little nipples sore? Too bad, I'm going to keep playing with them.

Nothing to say? What's wrong, did I finally fuck your brains out?

[selinaxpane]

audreyxpineaultt‌:

Pleased to abide her wife’s begging Audrey let go, letting blood flow back to the area. She could hear the rush in the younger woman’s veins. It intensified clearly when she reached up to smack her ass with both hands in unison a few times. The sound made her own pussy clench.

“Do you even deserve more? Tell me why.” Audrey chuckled as she stared for that second. She couldn’t wait to she see just what answer her love would come up with. Audrey had faith in things, generally never in people. Selina knew she was nearly the nearly the only exception. She wore it well — Audrey thought.

 The tip of her tongue slipped along the outer edge of Selina’s tiny lips. After she got the few seconds of whimpering she craved she sucked her labia into her mouth, both hands hitting her backside hard for good measure.The warmth of her mouth and skill of her tongue would aid in taking the hits. 

Selina sucked her bottom lip between her teeth as she peered down at the sight before her. She gripped the couch tight with one hand, the other coming up to grasp and caress a lonely breast - nipples taut as air kissed her skin. The little witch could practically feel her blood sizzling within her; backside warming up with each ambitious smack. The sounds she made were shameless, desperate - needy - downplaying her pleasure was never something Selina did. With her it was very much all, or nothing. 

 "Please - good girl..." The short sentence was not the most articulate - but that deliberately seemed to be Audrey's devilish point. She only hoped her Daddy understood her properly. "Daddy's good girl..." She babbled, squirming slightly as the others light chuckle tickled the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "Daddy's best girl!" Selina was weak for her teasing - that alone causing her sex to clench as she practically dripped for her. "P-please!" 

 Selina cried out, her begging rewarded with the pleasure of her wife's skilled mouth claiming a pussy that was already rightfully hers to take. Tears pulled in her eyes as different sensations mixed like a delicious cocktail of pleasure and pain. It was beautiful and she craved more as her hips gently rocked forward. Every bit of skin between her legs was over-sensitized and needy, and everywhere her Daddy touched brought a different sensation, a different shockwave of pleasure.

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me: on the verge of a breakdown me, three minutes later: im horny

[selinaxpane]

holden-maynor‌:

“I wait with bated breath for the day.” He lifted his free hand to his chest. He wasn’t usually the type with a flair for the dramatics but he was always one to play along. Especially with games he always won.

“For all we know it could’ve been part of their foreplay.” With all these new age kinks Holden wouldn’t have been surprised if that were the case. He recalled a video going around his office with a woman, being walked by a guy, on a leash. It wasn’t Stone Coast but he remembered being oddly impressed by the balls of some people to make things, that should be done behind closed doors, public. 

“The kind to ask someone their name and not offer theirs in return.” He countered casually as he picked up the Little Book of Crystals. Giving it a once over before setting it back down.

“It may never come.” Selina quipped, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She enjoyed it when others could play her games. But right now was difficult for her to get into that mindset to do so. She much preferred a man gagged and kissing her boots, worshiping her. ( Were they even lucky enough for the very privilege. ) 

“Fuck that, it wasn’t foreplay. ” Selina jerked her head up from looking at something on the counter, her blue eyes sharp and angry, as quick as his very suggestion spilled from his mouth. “If it were - I did not consent to being attacked, being knocked unconscious -” She could go for days ranting about such a topic. “The scratches and bruises on my skin were not placed there because I asked for them. I did not whimper and beg for them - It. Was. Not. Foreplay.” She walked back around the counter, her heels clicking against the old, wooden floor until she was standing right in front of this man who clearly knew nothing. She flung her hand out to the side and the front door flew back open.

“Fuck you for the assumption - “ She started up once again, the energy around her crackling slightly. “My name is Selina  Pineault - Kane, now get out of my shop.”

[selinaxpane]

holden-maynor‌:

“Must’ve been your charming personality,” Holden wasn’t too good with sympathy so he always opted for sarcasm. As much as Holden distanced himself from the werewolf community he sort of took offense to the tone in which she referred to them. 

“Except she wasn’t mangled. She was taken.” Holden corrected, maintaining the sentiment that these were personal vendettas. Not a serial matter, per say. “Could’ve been two separate perpetrators” He fiddled with the crystal that was still in his grasp wondering if there was some sort of ritual to get it working. “Uh- Holden, Holden Maynor,” He said, unmoving from the spot he’d planted himself, “I’d shake your hand but you don’t seem like the handshaking type.”

“Must have been - but you haven’t earned the privilege to be graced with my wonderful charm just yet, Sir.” Selina fired back - two could play the sarcasm game, except she was being honest. She rarely had much of a preference when it came to other supernaturals - she just seemed to have quite the sprout of bad luck with werewolves.  

“Everyone always has an ulterior motive.” If Ember were found in such a state - the witch didn’t know what she would do. This was her friend after all, a friend she had been unable to protect. “They could be working together.” The witch shrugged, walking behind the counter, careful not to step upon any of the broken glass still on the floor. At the backwards sort of offer, Selina stood a little taller in her expensive, high healed boots. “And what type am I exactly, Holden Maynor?” She could feel the glamour beginning to slip, and the marks from her attack showing through as she quickly tried to find ingredients for a new spell, but everything was so out of order here, it gave her anxiety.