#devilbyhisside

[jookira]

{ on my knees

devilbyhisside

being a Domme was still a rather new discovery for kira but she was taking to it with an excitement that she did with everything else in her life. after researching, training and everything else was taken care of, kira was ready to take on her first sub. she was thrilled about it. heading to the offices, kira bounced on the balls of her feet to see over the side to where the receptionist was kneeling down to rearrange some things. waved over into the private rooms, kira let out a breath before she stepped inside to where her sub would already be waiting for her. "hello, i'm kira. i'm the domme you requested."

[silvertongueserpent]

HEY LOVELIES

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devilbyhisside

and

notdrsexy

The first is Sam Winchester, and the second is Gabriel. They're ran by the same wonderful writer, and for serious? She's hella good. BOTHER HER UNTIL IT HURTS.

[silvertongueserpent]

'hush'

"These are happy tears."

[silvertongueserpent]

cOOK

"You'll need to combine these and whisk the batter."

"What?"

"The batter." Sam handed him a bowl with eggs and flour in it. Lucifer could smell the hint of sugar thrown in for flavor. "I don't have a machine, so you'll have to whisk it by hand."

"Hm." Lucifer accepted the large glass bowl, put it on the opposite counter, and stared at the array of utensils set out before him. Whisk it. Verb. He grabbed a knife, stabbed it into the ingredients, and started to stir.

[familianegotium]

devilbyhisside replied to your post: Read More →

wat dean no make sammy sad okay jeez you wanna hug it out bro??

cries sammy pls

[thechrisargentcode]

devilbyhisside replied to your post: -blows kisses to everyone-

uuuhhh so rude gingin u weren’t even followin’ me w o w see if i’m ur wife ever again

THIS ACCOUNT NEVER POPPED UP until now at least in my activity!

[familianegotium]

He doesn't smirk like he wants to, doesn't do anything that would give away his little 'plan'. Hopefully Dean'll never see it coming, or if he does, he'll at least meet Sam with open arms... or something.] "Yeah yeah, so bossy. Think I'll eat my breakfast /sans pants/, now." His words are teasing, flippant, but he makes no move to finish getting dressed as he inspects his breakfast, noting the coffee sitting on the table before making a slow move toward it.

Dean is a good boy. He's trying very hard to remain a good boy. But it's difficult when Sam is... Sam. He's grown and it's so fucking obvious that sometimes Dean questions his own morals. The noise that escapes him at the thought of Sam going sans pants is quickly covered by a cough, head dipping and looking elsewhere in an attempt to not follow his movement to the coffee. Fuck. He may or may not be failing spectacularly at that.