#alluringlittledeath

[taleswrittenmoving]

@alluringlittledeath sent "Is this really what you want? Because once I start, I won't be able to stop." to Wade

"No one's asking you to stop, babe. I've never been more sure about anything in my life." The man before him is fascinating, and intriguing with his darkness, and Deadpool wants to see every bit of that darkness. Whatever it looks like, he wants it. Unfiltered and raw.

"I can't die, you don't have to stop. Do whatever you want with me, to me, I don't give a fuck. I welcome all your nasty little kinks and desires." Every single one of them.

"Come on, be the nasty fucking freak I know you are."

[spawnmade]

@alluringlittledeath sent You should be a sin.

"Darling, I am a sin." Astarion purrs at the other, lips quirking up in a teasing smirk. Is he trying to seduce him? Perhaps. What he would look like underneath all that clothing has certainly crossed Astarion's mind. He wonders what he tastes like, too, and not just his blood.

Sex is something he does well. If it means ensuring his survival, he'll force himself to sleep with anyone. Why would he be any different? "And something tells me you're not afraid to sin."

[murdermade]

@alluringlittledeath sent [ SLIT ] for receiver to use a knife on sender, making light cuts on their skin as a form of foreplay.

He bleeds so pretty. She makes art of his skin, deliberate small cuts along arms, torso, and thighs. With each cut from her precious and favored dagger, she digs a finger against the wound and smears the blood along his skin.

He's beautiful like this, she's almost disappointed she's got the upper hand. She wants to bleed too but she supposes there will be a time for that later, right now she's going to take her time teasing him.

She crawls over him, dagger still gripped tightly in one hand but she has a different goal in mind this time. Her tongue drags across his chest, torso, and down thighs to lap up every bit of blood that pours from his wounds.

"Delicious." It is all she says before she's pushing her tongue harshly against the wound on his right thigh.

[bloodtwin]

&&.┆THE BAG OF BONES ☠️ INBOX.  

@alluringlittledeath sent: Hey Puck, is that a monkey on your back? No, it's just a bored as Hells Jaez that's jumped on your back because he has nothing better to do than to pester someone twice his size.

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THE SUDDEN WEIGHT just barely causes him to stumble, nudging the game of lanceboard set up on the table in front of him. A few pieces rattle but luckily nothing falls.

Had the board been altered in any way, he would have had to pause his turn & KILL Jaez. It would be terribly inconvenient.

Puck continues to focus on the game as if nothing had happened. He moves his piece, taking one of Iago's in the process. His twin is, of course, not on the other side of the table at the moment. It is rare that they take their turns while in the same room. Their games last a long time.

Having done his part, he now tilts his head slightly upwards. To pay attention to the monkey. ❝ Can I help you ？❞

[neverhangd]

She’s entirely too relieved Jaez’dor didn’t manage a win. There’s something deeply, primally wrong wrong with him, and Anne really doesn’t care to explore that any further than she has to.

But he’s still waiting for a response, even knowing like she does that he didn’t win. There’s only one thing she can say.

“Ye missed a spot and still lost.” She points to the dead center of the page, where a FREE SPOT advertises unmarked. Besides, she’s the guard dog in the dynamic he wasn’t meant to ever know about, the fuck.

[spawnmade]

@alluringlittledeath sent

Forgetting him. Moving on. I’m okay with being your rebound. I’ve already said that I want you.

Forgetting him. Astarion scoffs - as if it is that easy. Two hundred years spent with a man who tortured him day in and day out. How does one forget something like that? He cannot simply drown it out in sex like the other seems to have a tendency of drowning whatever his demons are in.

"A rebound is not going to make me forget about him, darling. Is everything about sex to you?"

[spawnmade]

@alluringlittledeath sent "You're making it very hard to behave."

Over time, Astarion has started to get used to how strong Jaez comes on. He has learned to deal with how overwhelming he can be when it comes to their sexual encounters. Some days, he rather enjoys it.

Like today where he is tempting Jaez in every way he knows how. It is a wonder he has managed to keep his composure as is with every teasing touch, some 'accidental', all on purpose.

He wants to see Jaez lose control.

"Then don't behave, darling."

[voidbornegoat]

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

pinned against the wall || meme answer CW: suggestive?

Asphomet’s breath hitched, his slender frame trembling as Jaez pinned him hard against the cold wall. The stone’s bite only fuelled the fire coursing through him. A guttural growl escaped, primal and raw, golden eyes glowing faintly with hunger.

Clawed hands raked up Jaez’s chest, teasing pain as they lingered at their throat, nails pricking lightly before gripping their jaw. His tongue surged forward, tangling with Jaez’s in a hot, fervent dance. His hips pressed forward instinctively, grinding against them as his cock throbbed painfully.

A growl rumbled deep in his chest, his beastial side clawing its way forward. His claws curled possessively around Jaez’s hips, pulling them closer as his breath came hot and ragged.

“Ah… so rough. I like that...” he murmured, voice trembling with want as his fangs grazed their lip. “But I want it all.”

Before Jaez could answer, Asphomet crashed back into the kiss, teeth catching their lip, tongue sweeping in with feral intensity. His body burned , his control unraveling as the beast within demanded more.