#c:owen

[finneganwake]

@bladesandtrades Don't know about curls but that shit's fucking awful.

You said it. Wound up having to shave my whole damn head. Hope you pulled through better than that?

[mythicalmen]

for @your-lonely-witches continued from here

Owen still remembered the day Dante came home with him, the young man so convinced it be a one and done night and that a man like Owen wouldn't want him long term. Now here they were, months upon months later and the young man practically lived here with him and Leo full time. Just as he should be, though as far as the crime boss was concerned it wouldn't be ideal until Dante had the protection and commitment of having the Matthews last name, whether it be as Leo's step father or Owen's son in law.

A low rumble of pleasure passed his lips as he fed the eager young man in his cock, just lazily taking in the sight of his two boys like this, a perfect day as far as he was concerned. "Mmm, he's got you there son" He chuckled at Dante's words.

"Well if either of you are that adamant about it, you can take the clothes off me" Leo challenged, as he always did with that spark of mischief in his eyes and a coy smile. His hands tracing Dante's strong, impressive thighs as his talented hand continued to stroke his cock, leaning in to teasingly run his tongue across those tight stomach muscles and kiss across his thighs, breath ghosting the cock he was stroking. "But I think there are other things you two would rather I focus on."

[rohanxwalsh]

starter for @owenxbentley Location: Outside Belle Blossoms 

Rohan was enjoying his walk around town, just letting his legs lead him. To him there was just something about just exploring town, just going with the flow and seeing where his leads him. Ace was by his side when he stopped by Belle Blossom, the beautiful flowers and scent catching his attention. Rohan was already thinking of some new flowers to plant, especially since he would be done with renovations and was already looking for new projects to take on. As he looked at the flowers he heard Ace bark friendly and looking to see his friend. "Well, well look who it is. Hello Owen Bentley," he spoke with a smile on his face and a chuckle as he petted Ace.

[lancexbrowne]

starter for @owenxbentley Location: Downtown by the food trucks

"Having fun Mr. Developer?" Lance asked carrying a cup of coffee as he walked toward the other. Lance had seen Owen around town but he had never gotten a chance to really interact with the other. Lance was someone who loved getting to know people and try making friends. "This is not your first event right?" he asked another question taking a sip of his coffee.

[divasofaladonia]

for @crownedgauthier who asked for [SMACK]

Alistair's breath hitched at the same moment the coy grin filled his lips as he felt the hand against his backside, coming down hard enough to make a less experienced man make quite a bit of noise. His heard turned just a little so he could see the handsome, now familiar face of the crowned prince. So close was he that the warden could all but feel his breath against his neck and ear. Alone for the moment, though at any moment that could perhaps change.

"My, my your Majesty" He hummed, almost purring the royal title as if to tease the would be king even more. "That hardly seems like fitting behaviour for the future king, what would others say if they saw you now" He cooed out, flicking his tongue across his bottom lip teasingly. "Was I lured here from prying eyes just so you could get me all to yourself, hm?"

[switchhummel]

@owenepierce​ replied to your photo:

What view are you enjoying, Sir?

Funny you should ask... Out of the many I could count, there’s one in particular, of one handsome blonde young man, blissfully out of so many pesky layers, and looking strong and super hot. Does that ring a bell?

[boysofcharm]

for @phoenixxxforce​ who wanted a starter

note: this can be for good muse (or muses) looking to rescue Scott or evil muse (or muses) looking to trade/buy/take Scott off of Owen’s hands.

“Well, well, well. Right on time” Owen smirked, the towering figure in seeming a well fitted white shirt and grey jacket with a pair of smart pants and comfortable shoes on in this mostly abandoned, large room save for a certain younger figure of one Scott McCall stripped down to nothing but black boxers and bound in heavy, enforced rope and a gag pressed in his mouth to muffle any noises he might otherwise make. Ignoring the tied up and squirming young man for now Owen’s eyes were squarely on those who had arrived, brows raised and a look of calm amusement on his face as he spoke up.

“Now then, shall we talk business? Considering you came all this way to see what I have on display.”

[dom-bastiansmythe]

@owenepierce​ liked your photo:

Of course you do. How are you today, pretty boy?