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@starringtiptoeas
OPEN RP
He’s in the middle of nowhere. He doesn’t know how he got there, or why. And he can’t feel the angelic power soaring within him, can’t fly away. If he didn’t know better, Castiel might think he’s human. For real, this time.
The world has never seemed so big. And he’s frightened, and -- in more ways than one -- lost.
New RP blog. All comers welcome!
(Yeah, I know what I did there….)
Reblogging because I forgot to open the ask. The ask is open now!
Any of you guys who used to RP with me want to start again? Drop Dean an ask :)
I dreamed I set up an ask-porn-star-dean RP blog.
It's looking more and more like this will happen after CoH closes. (Actually, my plan was ask-porn-star-cas, but dean is more .... interface-ready. Better gifs of him, too. IDK.)
So.. RP blogs, watch this space XD
dunno if i'll stay. At work and all. But... if you're still out there and are interested... come on by
SPN RPERS Y U NO BE THAR WHEN I'M NOT ASKING QUESTIONS
Stranger 1 wins again
DINGDINGDINGDING STRANGER1 YOU WIN
but bangs!jared is better
idek
also hi to the random momma bear i talked to a few mins ago. keep your pedophilia avenger mask on, girl
I choke in my breath as I hear your words, need a second to starre at you, then my eyes become impossible darker and I lean down to kiss you "Yes, Sam, gonna make it so good for you. You won't be able to worry about Lucifer anymore, all mine, aren't you?" whisper against your lips.
i wrote a whole tag to this and tumblr ate it so i was pissed and that's why I haven't tagged yet, sorry darling
"Just yours, Dean, please," I don't even know what I'm saying. The fire is raging through me and Dean's weight is all over me and I want more, I'm starting to tingle, like I want -- fuck, I know what I want, "Dean, fuck me now." My brow is furrowed and my breath is coming short. I can barely stand it. I've never wanted anything so much. "We need -- ngh-- we need something--" It's easy to let his kisses wipe away the inconvenient conversation.
My hands roam wildly over your chest, need to touch you so desperately. I kiss you like I want to swallow your tongue, a little sloppy and a lot wet. As my thighs cramp your hips tighter and my waist grinds down harder on yours, I can't seem to care how dirty I'm moaning. "You don't stop me here, I won't be able to stop anymore." manage to tell you between your lips and my breaths.
I'm too out of breath to even think of saying anything. My hands are all over his body, touching parts of him I never thought to touch before, holding him closer than I ever thought I'd want to hold him. But oh my God I do, I really, really do. I lie down on the bed, look up at him, my eyes wide, taking in the sight of him so hot like this, so gorgeous, my whole reality. "Dean," I manage to say, and I hold his gaze. "I want you to fuck me."
i need some sexy as fuck anon to be my RP sugar daddy
my slashy boys want love.
Edit, here i even went in the chatzy. come in as the char you wanna play
For a moment I can only starre at you; you seem like the sexiest and most adorable thing I've ever seen. Automatically nod, grab your hips and lead us to the bed until you're falling on it and I straddle your lap quickly. I've the urge to say something, to explain whatever is in my brain but I can't seem to make my mouth work. Instead I lean down and kiss you again, gasp as our crotches touch. This shouldn't be as hot as it is.
That's Dean's... that's Dean's dick against mine and I want... Jesus, I'm on fire and it's good, so real and hot. "Dean," I murmur, but I can't even finish the sound before we're kissing again deep and wet, oh fuck. I just want him all over me, want him in me, make me real from the inside out... God Dean you're the part of me that makes me who I am, you're the only thing I can count on.... My hands slide down and up his thighs, slide up his back. So solid. So good.
"I-" shake my head and look at you needy "I'll take care of you, Sam." Faster than I realize I push my lips back on yours, quickly slide my tongue in your mouth and moan again, can't suppress it when all the feelings are there. Now my hands glide over your belly to his chest, trembling but more confident. "Ta-Take it off, please." whisper against your skin.
I'm in a dream. This time it's a good dream, though, not a nightmare or a delusion - it's all static and friction and Dean's voice, rumbling into my skin, so hot, his hands, and I want more. "Yeah," I murmur, pull my shirt off, just grab my collar and it whisks over my head. My hair's standing up straight, I'm sure. Static electricity. I'd smooth it down but he'd laugh, that and I want to touch him some more. "Dean." Hands hiking up his shirt, skimming along his ribcage. "Can we--" The bed in my peripheral vision.
I gasp. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with all these suddenly up coming feelings, your hand is in my hair and it's a soft touch, so different from what I'd have imagined a men would touch another but your hand is big and it feels good in there. Your body is like a magnet, and my hands slip under your shirt, my fingertips barely touch the skin of your belly, afraid you'll run away if I really touch you and then I moan, I freaking moan in your mouth and need to kiss you for real. "Sam."
"It's OK." Why am I the one comforting him? I was the one who was so lost, but Dean -- "It's OK, Dean, I want--" I can feel how much he wants too, how he's scared of it. I've always known this about him, deep down. He's always been here, and so have I, and this was always going to happen sometime. I kiss at his lips like a whisper, gently, run my hands along his arms and encourage him to touch me more. "I want it, Dean, please." There's an ache in my voice I can't keep down.
I starre at your closed eyes, your lips are on mine again but this time it's different. You want this, don't you? It's obvious you even need this; my brain doesn't work anymore and before I can even think about, my eyes shut aswell and I move my mouth against yours, my grip tightens on your hips. I talk myself into I'm only doing this because I need to help. Slowly my lips part, I angle my head differently and slide my tongue over your lips.
Oh, God, this is real in a whole other way. Real and sensual and hot and the way Dean moves his mouth over mine is just... I need it. I've never had it before and I need it. Can't breathe without it. I want to say Dean's name, but I can't, can't do anything but keep kissing him, moving closer until we're pressed body to body. Everywhere he touches me I'm alive and whole. Every other place is cold and dark. Dean. My hand threads through his hair. Not sure what to do with the other. Want to touch him everywhere.
