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ZANE HOLTZ in TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS (2022).

Thalia sighed deeply and nodded. “Yes” The man summed it up pretty well. The simple fact was that she got stood up. The reasons didn’t need to concern her and similarly, her feelings about it weren’t of concern to anyone else. “I don’t know. I should be happy, right? That Master could have been incredibly mean”, the girl admitted eventually. “I guess I’m still a bit on edge with all the new changes recently. Sorry about the ramble”

ste-white

Ste closes his book and offers her a sympathetic smile, her words were understandable, especially when you didn't know who would be the one on the other side of the cells door. "Who said you should be happy?" He shakes his head, moving to stand up and rest against the frame of his cell entrance. "Nothing wrong with a ramble now and again, but isn't it better to be stood up than stuck with someone cruel?" Ste asks with a small shrug.

#thaliaxmoore

thaliaxmoore

Thalia was a little sad to see the cells being restored. She had enjoyed the company of Grace and the others. The large house reminded her of home, even if the host had been much nicer. With her own room and helping with the chores, she had began to like this new ‘normal’. That things would eventually go back to how they used to be was no surprise but disappointing, nonetheless.

“I can’t believe I wasted an hour out there”, the red-haired woman frowned deeply upon returning to her cell. Quite a few of her belongings had been destroyed. The cells were more modern and spacious now, though it would take some time to get used to the new look. “I looked like a fool waiting for this Master”, Thalia elaborated at the questioning glance from the other person. “I don’t even know who it was, but my presence was apparently no longer required. I shouldn’t be mad but… Why not cancel?”

ste-white

Ste was kind of glad the old cells were destroyed, ever since he returned to them he hated the sight of the place. Now, everything had changed and it helped to ease some of the ache he felt now Frankie had left. He kicks his feet up and opens a book to distract himself when he hears a voice and it steals his attention. "So you got stood up?" He asks curiously.

#thaliaxmoore

novaxwalker

Dance the Night Away | Nova&Ste

ste-white:

Ste had only come in for a drink, but the interaction beside him caught his attention, turning his head to see the stranger telling off a clearly drunken customer as they tried to get a little too handsy. Ste puts his drink down on the counter and when he sees the man reach out again, his own hand comes out before he notices and stops him mid-way with a firm grip to his wrist. "Come on, man. Go home, you're embarrassing yourself now."

Well, well.. A night in shining armor huh? Nova had come to forget those still existed. And she couldn't help but be as annoyed by the intervention as she was admittedly thankful for it. The man was obviously a slave, which meant this sort of shit was only going to get him into trouble. And possibly her as well. Steadying herself on the bars of the dance cage, she watched with narrowed eyes, waiting to see what was going to go down. "I don't think he speaks sober anymore. Hell I'm not sure if he spoke it to begin with. You don't have to get yourself in trouble though. I can take care of myself" Nova informed Mr. Tall, Dark, and Fucking Adorable with a small scowl.

@ste-white

ste-white

Ste had almost forgotten how he used to be in this place and returning to being unclaimed was a jolting experience, adding onto his reasons to go out for a drink tonight. He knew he shouldn't put his hands on him, but it was a mixture of protective instinct and annoyance at the man himself. The man turns to him with an angry and drunken glare and goes to shove Ste but he easily steps to the side and watches at the man loses his balance and fall face first into the floor. "He sounds like a great guy to get to know." Ste adds with a smile. "I'm sure you can, but he was ruining my night."

#novaxwalker

novaxwalker

Dance the Night Away | Open

Location: Blood bar

Nove rolled her eyes at the cat call, turning her body away from the particularly annoying customer. She used that term lightly though as the man was obviously drunk and she hadn't seen him take a drop of blood since arriving at the bar. Studiously ignoring him, she further turned in her cage and continued to move her slight body to the music. When she had agreed to take the job as a dancer, this was so not what she had had in mind. But Nova had to admit, Keith was a pretty cool boss all things considered. So it almost made the bad stuff worth it. Almost... "Hey!" Nova snapped, as Drunky McDrunkerson made a very uncoordinated grab at her. "Hands off the merchandise bub. I'm not that kind of girl. If you want me for blood, you'll have to go through my boss. And I have a feeling he's not going to like you very much..." She informed him. That of course may not have been true but the man was likely too shit-faced to be paying much attention anyway. Looks like it was going to be an interesting night...

ste-white

Ste had only come in for a drink, but the interaction beside him caught his attention, turning his head to see the stranger telling off a clearly drunken customer as they tried to get a little too handsy. Ste puts his drink down on the counter and when he sees the man reach out again, his own hand comes out before he notices and stops him mid-way with a firm grip to his wrist. "Come on, man. Go home, you're embarrassing yourself now."

#novaxwalker

alwaysupatnight

everybody agrees

#fc

rowanxaubri:

toxic | ste & rowan.

“Ste!” she cried as soon as she recognized her new companion, still doing her best not to swallow the substances coating her tongue. It didn’t stop her from launching her body at her fellow slave and friend, probably more excited than she should have been. But gods, it was such a relief to just let go and ignore everything that had happened over the past few weeks and honestly catch up - though the thrumming bass and loud music would admittedly make that a little difficult. “Wisk it, okay-uh,” Rowan finally agreed, closing her mouth and immediately making a face at the taste. With little thought, she grabbed a shot from a passing tray and used it to wash down the taste of what she’d just swallowed. “Just promise to get me out of here if I start acting weird? And slash or forgive me for acting weirder than usual?”

Ste couldn’t help but chuckle when she recognised who had spoken to her, easily caught up in the fun atmosphere that surrounded the cheerful woman right now. He wraps his arms around her and gives his friend a hug, pulling back with an amused smile. “That was so easy, what if I was trying to poison you?” He teases and steals his own shot before throwing it down his throat. “How weird is too weird though? Because I think I’d be too biased and then I’m too late and you’d be way past that.”

#rowanxaubri

frankiexvanderbilt:

Here for You | Frankie & Ste

“But it’s my job to protect you,” she whispered, looking up at him. She smiled softly at him and pressed a kiss to his forehead, closing her eyes. “I wish I could’ve protected you,” she whispered. She inhaled sharply and shook her head. “I hate this,” she murmured. “But I’m here,” she said. “For whatever you need. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.” She cupped his face gently in one hand. “We should do something. We don’t have to go out,” he murmured. “But we should make a happy memory,” she whispered.

Ste groans as he turns further towards her, his eyes closing briefly when she kisses his forehead, happy for the comfort amongst the discomfort. “I guess we’ll have to protect and care for each other until we’re better.” He idly draws patterns over her waist with his fingers while she speaks. “Me either, I don’t think I physically can go anywhere but that’s just my excuse.” Ste laughs at his own joke before coughing at the ache in his ribs. He smiles softly at Frankie when she cups his face. “I like that idea, wash away the crappy ones?”

#frankiexvanderbilt

rowanxaubri:

toxic | open starter

It was probably the most fun she’d had naked without having sex.

Well, mostly naked. The school had given the slaves the option to wear underwear and while she didn’t care too much about being naked in public anymore, she’d rather not be washing paint out of her vagina in the morning. But that didn’t stop the rigor with which she was beating on the paint covered drums, living her best Miss Congeniality life and riding on an edible. The bass seemed to thrum in time with her heartbeat, the sticks falling on the drums out of time with it - but she was doing her best.

Rowan laughed brightly until some of the paint she was happily and furiously playing with landed in her mouth. Eyes wide, mouth wider, she turned to the person next to her and tried not to swallow the substance coating her tongue. “They wouldn’t wet us pway wit’ it if it was hoxic, wight?”

Ste was apprehensive about going to the party but he was willing to risk it to have a decent night. He was surprised by how much fun everyone was happy and easily got swept up in the atmosphere, drink in hand and dancing along with everyone else until he realised someone was speaking to him. He couldn’t help but laugh when Rowan spoke with her mouthful. “Yeah, they’ve always had our safety as top priority in this place.” He laughs once more. “I’d say ‘risk it’, it’s a rare stress-free night.”

#rowanxaubri

frankiexvanderbilt:

Here for You | Frankie & Ste

Frankie had been out of sorts since the punishment had occurred. She had tried to keep strong for Ste but at the end of the day, she realized they needed one another. She had woken up with a start that morning and had gone down to start some coffee. Afterwards, she went back up to their bedroom and slid inside, crawling in bed with Ste.

She wrapped her arms around him and buried herself against him, burying her head against his chest. “I’m sorry,” she whispered softly. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t…I couldn’t protect you..” She looked up at him, kissing his chin gently.

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Ste was happy painkillers existed on the island and he was able to get some sleep, even if his whole body was screaming right now. He was also dealing with strong guilt for the woman he loved being hurt beside him, how her care for him had put her in harms way to begin with. Yet she didn’t seem to blame him, her arms wrapping around his bruised body slowly waking up and he lifts his arms to hold her close. “Frankie...” He hums out, letting out a hiss when he tries to sit up a little but doesn’t let go of her. “It’s not your fault, don’t ever be sorry.” He looks down at her, a hand coming up to gently cup her face.

#frankiexvanderbilt

los-geckos

from dusk till dawn ↳ 3.04: “Fanglorious”

#fc

institute-domruthingham:

Dom sat in the quad on a patch of grass, cigarette hanging from his lips as he watched other students and masters walk by. “I’d fuck him…Probably not him. Hmm..I’d let him beg for me” he muttered to himself, as if doing a little hot and not list, not realizing someone had been able

Ste sat down against the nearby tree with book in hand, the man close to him hadn’t noticed his presence yet but he didn’t speak up. His eyes focused on the pages before he started to hear him talk to himself. Ste couldn’t help but chuckle, lifting his head to look at the other man. “Making a list?”

#institutedomruthingham

Do you like the way that you grew up?

"I did at first when I was an only child, but I think the sudden change and everything that happened made me grow up a little too fast."

#answered

frankiexvanderbilt:

Frankie moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head and her back arching for him. “Oh god,” she whispered hoarsely. She would give him anything he wanted, and they both knew that. There was never any holding back when it came to Ste. He didn’t have to ask. “Make me beg…” she whimpered, her hips wiggling slightly as he ran his tongue over her. “Make me beg for you…” She bit her lower lip hard, gripping at the sheets.

Ste uses his free hand to grip the back of her thigh, keeping them parted while he gently begins to push two fingers in and out of her, curling them downwards against her g-spot. His tongue swirls around and over her ass and he indulges himself on the way she feels and how smooth her skin is beneath him. Frankie always looked so perfect and the sight of her pleasure was something intoxicating to him. He picks up the pace of his fingers, fucking her tight pussy and rubbing his thumb over her clit in time with his tongue on her ass.

#frankiexvanderbilt

frankiexvanderbilt:

“But you love it,” she giggled. She leaned into him, and kissed him deeply, humming against his lips. She followed him to the party, unable to think of anything better than spending the evening with him. “I think we look pretty cute, if I do say so, myself,” she laughed.

Ste lets out a playful, defeated sigh as his wraps his arms a little tighter around her. “Damn, I think I do. I guess I’ll have to find a way to live with it.” He teases her before happily returning that kiss of hers. He turns to look at her once inside the party and gives her an appreciative smile. “We definitely do, I’m a pretty lucky cowboy.”