#burnedanddeadontheinside

[thetwistedargent]

● ○ ◑ ◐

send me a ● for a turn-on,

Being called “Katherine,” and neck kissing.

send me a ○ for a turn-off,

Hairy guys.

send me a ◑ for a GUILTY turn-on,

Torture.

send me a ◐ for something that’s only a turn on if CERTAIN people were to do it or only on CERTAIN occasions.

Slow, sensual love-making.

[yodellaheyhooo]

burnedanddeadontheinside

twinmccallsister

janetmelodypondsong

halfmoonstilinski

crazylikeastiles

"Yes?"

[thetwistedargent]

Peter looked at her curiously when she had said “I should know,” but dropped it. He looked at her face and smirked as he felt her nails down his chest. “Well, let’s be honest, we’re both sick and twisted and attractive. Why would this not be foreplay?”

“You are a sick, twisted, psychotic fucker, Hale.” It could be argued that she was also talking about herself. They were all too similar, something she hated to admit. “oh sweetie, you think I’m attractive? I bet you’ve always been jealous that Derek got a taste and poor Peter never did?” She said with a laugh. “you better be careful, Hale. I might just keep you as my little pet… Instead of killing you…again.” She winked at him before grabbing his already hard cock.

[stilesthesidekick]

+burnedanddeadontheinside

When Peter had offered Stiles the bite he hadn’t automatically accepted it. He thought about it for a few long moments. He remembered what Scott had said Derek told him. "The bite is a gift." He could take the bite and change his life. He wouldn’t just have to be Scott’s human sidekick, all awkward and defenseless. He would have strength and power and he would be able to protect the ones he cared for. Finally he nodded. “Yes.”

That was what seemed like a long time ago now. He didn’t get much time with Peter after that. Scott helped him and taught him most of what he now knew about being a werewolf. Peter and Derek left town completely but now word on the street was they were back. So he went to the loft to see for himself. When he knocked on the door, Peter opened. "So it's true, you're really back."

[thetwistedargent]

burnedanddeadontheinside Lmfao. Could you imagine Peter and Kate coming back from the dead just to kill each other? Doing this over and over again like it's some kind of game?

[thetwistedargent]

Dare

Take a shot every time someone says your name.

"Oh hell yes. I’m in. Lets do this."

[thetwistedargent]

Revenge Is Bittersweet || burnedanddeadontheinside

Kate leans back on the rusty metal chair, lifting her hands above her arms to strength. She tilted her head to the side and let out an annoyed sigh. "Stupid wolf." Her eyes were trained on Peter Hale's shirtless, bloody, dirt-covered body that was chained to a wall. He was passed out, by her doing of course. She'd pushed him a little too hard, and even the wolf's enhanced abilities couldn't take the amount of torture that Kate was inflicting on him. 

Kate was damn proud of herself too. She had been waiting for the moment when she would finally have Peter Hale in her grasps. She hated the disgusting monster even before he ripped her throat open, but that hatred had only grown over the past few months.

Kate could still feel his claws sinking into her throat every time she closed her eyes, and she wanted revenge. Since the moment she realized that she was alive again, Kate's been focused on the day she'd get her revenge. He deserved this after what he did. Peter Hale deserved every ounce of pain she was going to inflict on his monstrous body. That son of a bitch killed her. He was going to suffer. The huntress licked her lips greedily as she watched the wolf start to stir. It was almost time for round two, and she was more ready to bring out her newly sharpened knife to start. Kate walked up to Peter's hanging body and slowly started to carve a line down his chest with her knife. That was bound to wake the wolf up.

[thetwistedargent]

burnedanddeadontheinside:

Peter winced slightly as he felt Kate’s touch on the side of his face, his entire body scared of even the faintest of contact. After the initial shock, Peter swallowed roughly and relaxed into the huntress’s hand. He was surprised that the woman he hated so much could be so compassionate and understanding, especially in a circumstance like that. “Do you know why I’m like this? Why I’m a sociopath?” he asked quietly.

"And I can show you ways only a werewolf could torture him. One of my skill level, anyway," the former alpha stated with a dark grin as he looked back into the Argent woman’s eyes. "You’d be surprised how helpful lycanthropy can be in a torture session."

Peter looked up at Kate when he felt her grasp on his chin. He knew if he didn’t want her to do that, he could have looked away, but he figured he’d comply to such generosity. He nodded slightly. “Though, there’s no honor in killing an injured animal, is there?” he joked quietly.

Kate felt the wolf tense at her touch, and even though she knew what he was feeling, it still made her want to pull away. She had never really gotten over having her throat slit by his claws, and for some reason the way his body tense made her remember what it felt like to have his claws pressed to her throat. She swallowed hard as he finally relaxed into his touch. She relaxed as well, even if that probably wasn't the smartest option. Kate raised an eyebrow at his comment. "I swear to God if you tell me that you're a sociopath because I burned your family alive, I'm going to punch you in the fucking face. You can't blame me for that. You were already that way when I did what I did. I just sent you over the edge."

Kate had to admit to herself that it would be nice watching him torture somebody, especially if she wasn't the one on the receiving end. Kate's tongue unconsciously darted out to lick her bottom lip as she thought about what the two of them could do together. If she wouldn't know any better she'd say she was turned on just by the thought. "Mhhmm, I'd love to know more about how you torture. I can only imagine how useful those claws can be."

She narrowed her eyes. "Like I said, I like it when my prey fights back. And anyway I'm not an honorable woman, but you already know that. I spared your life tonight and showed you compassion. All I ask for in return is your silence. Not a bad trade, and you know it." She smirked at him. "We're going to get our day, Peter. One day we're going to rip each other apart until there's nothing left of either of us. I'd never want to rob both of us of the pleasure of fighting to the death."