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“Now where’s the fun in having everything hidden? It’s more entertaining knowing that people see them and know you’re taken.” His lips tugged up into a lazy smirk as he chuckled a little at the peppered kisses on his face. Jacob wasn’t afraid to admit that at times he was a little possessive, biting at his skin and suckling to leave marks visible not only to themselves, but also to the public when one of them stepped out into.

Purring at the fingers in his hair, his lazy smirk grew a little. “Plus, it’s not as though you haven’t left marks visibly on me.” He pointed out as he pressed a kiss at his jaw.

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@bladedcreed || Lyric based starter Pop Evil|| Trenches

“ I've waited all my life to get out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me “

[animusmama-blog]

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“...you are a goddamn idiot and you should have called for help!”

[nervoushealerquietdaggers-a]

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Her behavior during jobs was quite different from her usual behavior. The biggest difference lay in the fact that she was more comfortable with herself, moving with a confidence born of many successful jobs.

At the moment, she was sitting with her head tipped back, eyes closed as she listened to the world around her. Information gathering was one of her favorite things to do, and the fact that the day was warm enough that sitting in the sun was nice.

[burnedhiddenblade-a]

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“You are looking for Lucio, he’s not here.” Angelo promptly said after allowing the other Assassin into his house. He didn’t know what else to say, if he were to be quite honest. He never really spoke too much with the other more than the essential.

[saviourofworld-blog]

Quick to his feet, he opened up the bag and shuffled some of the items around before crossing upon the kit, assuming this could only be it from first glance. Moving his way back to the other Assassin, he opened up the kit and pulled out some gauze pads and a few other items that would be better than the pressure of hands, let alone the possible infection the other could possibly get.

“How the hell did this even happen?” Desmond questioned, while looking up from the kit and moving closer to help asses the wound. He wasn’t use to helping with wounds, slashes, anything, let alone the amount of ones he got occasionally.

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He kept his hand grasping the other’s wrist, pulling up the best he could with the man also pulling himself up the wall.

Looking to his side, he could see those well-dressed gunmen starting to come at them as he stammered, “Uh... we need to go! Like... now now! Like now!”

[blxodyknuckles-a-blog]

“Okay, Okay!” He laughed when Dom told him to be careful with his book, luckily having put it down after.

These days Jacob found the joys in teasing Dom in many ways more than one, perhaps visually and with the next moment he’d be doing something else. Smiling he chuckled at the other teen’s words towards him but what interested Jacob was more that Dom couldn’t keep his eyes from the brit, the SECOND time he caught him scanning him over as if fixated with his body. 

“Take a picture, it lasts longer.” Winking, he said smirking while poking his index finger against Dom’s chest, taking a few steps back, Jacob pulled on his shirt and shifted a little so it sat where it should be, not uncomfortably bundled. “We should get some drinks, or ice cream.” Jacob’s own eyes lit up at the idea of ice cream, like a child walking into a candy store. Since it became so nice out, it was only right to have something to cool them off, right?

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