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Everyone always reminded the singer that his biggest quality was his ego, something he confirmed once he met Barry Allen, the superhero of Star City because instead of being turned on by his amazing body or kind attitude, he only wanted to have sex with him because he kinda looked like him. And that’s why he ended on his bed, jerking off to the thought of him fucking or riding him it changed from thought to thought reinforcing the thought of the speedster with his shirt, which was capturing his precum like he wanted Allen to do it.

Sebastian tried to stop once he realized that Barry was watching him, but him calling him Sebby, just made everything worse. “Why don’t you come closer and find out Allen?” He said, opening his eyes for the first time, staring right at the other’s, lust being reflected on his own.

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M O O D B O A R D - BELLAMY & OCTAVIA BLAKE - @slayxdemons

“home, helios, take me home.”

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“What, can’t take a punch?”

Torture Jumin.

His vision was blurry. Through the strikes to his face, the heir could make out the lines on the floor below him. Time was not something that could be measured anymore; slipping in and back out of consciousness, he easily lost track of it.

The taste of iron was something that never left his mouth.

After another hit, his head sunk down to his into chest.

He was always careful. He always surrounded himself with security. He thought, that anyone V trusted, he could trust in too--

How foolish.

[ What, can’t take a punch? ]

Jumin lifted his head, despite the movement only causing his nausea to worsen. No one would have the satisfaction of seeing him defeated.

His eyes followed the model’s silhouette. More blood, just like that that covered his own clothing. If he wasn’t restrained, Zen would be in trouble.

He paused, his voice the same as always, when he spoke.