#cursed-immortals

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Though she didn’t reject nor fight his touch, she avoided looking into his eyes. The pitiful sight she must have been. The usual sternness and stoic gaze behind her eyes were long gone, replaced by eyes glazed by unspilled tears.  Leaning her face towards his hands she attempted to escape the horrid smell of the smoke, replacing it by the smell of the any dirt on his hands before turning her gaze towards him, though reluctantly.

“No,” she reassured, breathing heavily. “It’s...just the... smoke. I - I can’t...” The words were spoken with strain. Her heart felt exhausted as all of her energy was put towards the before erratic breathing.

Biting her underlip, she escaped in his palms once more. “Don’t -... don’t tell anyone...I’m fine.” The shame would be too much to handle. Even now she was waiting for his smart remarks.

[boundtosuffer]

“I don’t regret this. I saved you.” (Cursed-Immortals)

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“But you know I can make you regret this for the rest of your existence, right?”

[boundtosuffer]

♦

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“It pains me that they weren’t really dirty ones.”

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"Can I lick your nips?"

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“Seriously, Nox?”

[shootingforsultry]

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                    It wasn’t like Faith to stay longer than she needed to, but there was an attraction to him that she just couldn’t seem to shake. Biting her lip Faith crept across the room shrugging off her jacket along with any evidence of her patrol that still may be caked on the fibers of the denim. Nox hadn’t moved from where she had left him, but the thin fabric that was covering him had shifted just enough. A small smirk warped her lips as an idea trickled over her. Silently she kicked off her boots, closing the distance between them. Sliding down onto her knees she was face to face with the length that had her screaming only hours prior. 

He had an inhumane amount of stamina, one that Faith would gladly relay if the subject every arose. With a gentle hand she reached for the mass, grasping the thick shaft without question. Licking her plump lips the slayer leaned in, inch by inch until her breath was all that stopped her from taking him. “ Nox? ” she whispered, doe eyes side eyeing for any movement or response. 

[innxcentfaces]

✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way

Fingers adjusting at the pretty and colourful fabrics of her robes, adjusting them just the way she liked, Charlie hadn’t even realized that he’d come up behind her, forever surprised at how quietly a man of his stature could sneak up on her. With a little jump of surprise that came with the smallest birdlike noise to accompany her, large hands all but engulfed her hips to gently guide her from her his path so he could pass. For a moment it made her lightheaded and ruby colour bled it’d way up the back of her neck, heating her ears as it made steady pace to settle in the apples of her cheeks. Pursing her lips a little as the contact was broken, she couldn’t help but glance up at him from beneath her lashes, dropping her gaze back to what she was doing with only the smallest stolen glance. It was nice to be the canary on his shoulder, a surprising turn of events for a young woman sent to Hell. 

[redeyesfangsandmagic]

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Minnie had no idea that this was going to happen when she woke up that morning. She had gone out to a party and the next thing she knew,she was on her knees in front of a stranger, fully nude and her mouth wide open. “Come on cover me in your cum.”She begged looking up at her before she soon felt his cum start to cover her face,making her moan. “Yes it feels so good!” 

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do they have a creative outlet? if so, what is it?

Cooking. 100%, unequivocally, cooking. Despite the fact that her shrunken stomach means she doesn’t eat much herself, Charlie loves food. She loves the way it can change a person’s mood, loves all the things she can do with it, and has a knack for mixing unexpected flavours together in delicious ways. Cooking is her passion. Cooking is her art. Cooking is her escape.