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@nefxriousmuses sent in : ❝ ( ❗❗ ) an urgent text - Elijah/John ❞

[ 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒 ] – 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

[ text : 🥰 💪 My Love 🌻💍] babe???? [ text : 🥰 💪 My Love 🌻💍] I need you to come home now please!? [ text : 🥰 💪 My Love 🌻💍] The living room almost caught on fire.  [ text : 🥰 💪 My Love 🌻💍] I need help cleaning and fixing??????

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Don’t forget you are a good little cocksleeve for me baby boy 💙 Elijah

Reblog if you want obscenely sexual and kinky messages in your askbox for shits and giggles. -- accepting

“Daddy..” he whimpered and bit his lip. “not fair..” a quiet laugh and a shift as he flushed even deeper. 

“I love being your good little cocksleeve.” 

@nefxriousmuses 

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@nefxriousmuses

[ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] LOL I love you. 😂😂 That is wonderful.  [ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] AH THANK YOU! For both.  [ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] You really are my soul mate. 😭😭😭😭

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[ sms ]  →   i got kicked out of Barns and Nobles cuz i put all the bibles in the fiction section - Elijah to John (:

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[ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] Wow. [ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] Sounds like they’re in denial.  [ text : 🕮 💪 My Love 🌻💍] Did you explain to them WHY you did that? 🤔

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John’s smile widened and his eyes swelled with unshed tears; he knew he shouldn’t have that big of a reaction when it came down to it. Elijah was drunk and he might just be saying things because of that. But then the other continued on and John was able to see he’d put some actual thought into this; eyes landed on the male’s fingers and the patterns they drew on the carpet. It was difficult for him to contain his emotions; yes he believed in marriage -- granted, that belief had bit him in the ass a while ago but he still believed. Not just for the sake of saying he was married. Honestly, the ceremony mattered very little to him and what mattered was the idea of marriage; the thought that two people cared so much for each other and knew there was no one else they would rather spend their lives with. Elijah was that person for John, he’d already expressed as much to the larger male, but hearing Elijah say he’d considered marriage with him just reminded him Elijah was just as devoted. 

His cheeks flushed and he wasn’t even able to respond to the comments on marriage before the male was sitting up and giving John directions. A small nod, “I can tell him..” he reached to help Elijah only to be swatted away by the stubborn and rather confused, drunken male. John let out a small sigh but pulled back and watched him stumble his way into their bedroom. He heard a thud and peeked in to see the other had dropped onto the bed. John let out a small laugh and shook his head some more before glancing over to their rather messy kitchen. 

He spent almost an hour cleaning up the beginnings of Elijah’s cooking as well as putting everything back where it belonged. John even decided to straighten out some more and ended up leaving the kitchen practically spotless before washing his hands and finally tugging his shirt off after his work day. A glance towards their room told him Elijah hand’t moved. John decided to give him some more time to sober up alone and watched one of the male’s movies (the one they saw on the night John crashed here after being kicked out by his landlord). When the movie was done, John cleaned up and got ready for bed. Before he joined the other in bed, he carefully removed the male’s jeans then curled up on his side of the bed (the part Elijah wasn’t draped over). He had no trouble falling asleep, thoughts of spending the remainder of his life with the male currently sharing his bed soothing his mind and making sleep come easy.

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A frustrated huff left him when Elijah sat back, taking the immense pleasure with him. He looked down at the male with pleading eyes but he recognized that look on Elijah’s face as soon as he saw it; the male had made up his mind and despite his playfulness no amount of begging or teasing from him would be enough to make him change his mind. Still, he whined a bit when he heard Elijah say he wanted to keep him like this for a while. Hips shifted forward a little, John seeking more pressure from the hands on his thighs, wanting the other to just touch him some more; he was so close. But when the male said he wanted John to accompany him to the store, John’s face flushed even deeper. He bit the inside of his lip and whined louder, “Sir..” he would do it, of course but the thought of people seeing him in this desperate of a state for the other.. it was embarrassing but John couldn’t deny he was aroused by that at the same time. He wanted everyone to know who he belonged to, wanted them to see just how proud he was to be Elijah’s. 

Cheeks still red after the male helped him with his shirt, arms lifting to slide through the holes. He huffed softly at the light kiss and forced himself to slide out of bed so he could put his pants and underwear back on; of course, he counted the marks there first. John stepped up to the mirror and counted the rest of them aloud, eyes flicking over to Elijah after he counted the last few on his neck. Yeah, they were bright enough for anyone to know they were fresh. He smoothed the front of his shirt down and lifted a hand to gently trace over the largest mark, right over the scarred skin on his neck. John turned to Elijah after, having to adjust himself in his pants again as his erection did not seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. “I.. if you’re ready, Sir. We can go now?” 

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John was trying to fight the urge to cough, afraid of what might come out if he did. Even the mere thought of possibly needing to go to a hospital put him on edge. Then he felt hands on his face and his first instinct was to flinch, to jerk away from the touch. But then he heard the slightly shaky voice -- Elijah -- and he sounded angry? Bile rose up in his throat and this time there was no stopping the cough. John managed to turn his head away from Elijah, just barely, and coughed up the bile, his throat raw by the time the fit was done. Was Elijah angry at him? ... But he would be able to understand that point of view, after all, John had done something stupid; that much he knew. He’d waited too long to deposit money and instead of just waiting for the next day he went out.. and “I got mugged.” yeah, that had happened and it was his fault for being so careless.

He gave a small head shake, “N-no.. I’ve seen them around..” he muttered before feeling the gentle touch to his lip. John closed his eyes when he felt Elijah’s lips on his cheek; that action enough to tell him that if Elijah was angry at him at least he wasn’t too angry. He nodded at the comments and tensed up at the mention of a hospital but the way his ribs and back protested the action was enough to tell John that maybe the hospital would be necessary. He didn’t say anything as Elijah carried him to the car, feeling some of the anxiety start to leave him -- the adrenaline going with it and bringing his injuries to his attention. John reached for Elijah once he settled him into the passenger side, looking up at him with pleading eyes “Don’t go..” he was terrified. More so than he had been in a long time and he hated it, he hated the way his voice shook but he didn’t want to be alone. 

John only relaxed again when Elijah entered the car next to him and started the engine. He carefully turned to look at the other, keeping an eye on him as he rested his head on the cold window, the temperature providing some relief from the pain. His fingers gently curled towards Elijah’s as he drove them away, John wasn’t sure if they were heading home or to the hospital as he refused to take his eyes off Elijah.. except when they fluttered closed on their own accord, some times the bumps of the road aggravating his back. 

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@nefxriousmuses sent “Jesus fucking Christ.” (making it Elijah/John) 

🎀  [ 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒 ]  🎀 -- 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

He’d planned this a lot better after the first time; he took his time getting ready (making sure to wax and shave more for his own comfort when wearing lingerie but also hoping it was a pleasant bonus for Elijah) and also making sure he would surprise Elijah when the larger male came home from work. John was dressed in deep red, silk and lace lingerie, something dark enough to serve as a stark contrast against his fair skin, the set something similar -- but far more provocative than the navy set he first modeled for Elijah. The silk thong hardly able to contain his already hardening member and doing absolutely nothing to hide the gemstone plug he had in; the latter, Elijah had yet to see since John hadn’t turned around for him yet. He had on lace-ended stockings being held in place by the garter belt. And around his torso, he had a rather intricate matching red top -- if it could be called that -- consisting of nothing but bands weaving over his chest and most of his stomach, the bands tied together at the back ending in a simple bow. His eyes were rimmed with liner, mostly because he enjoyed the way the charcoal colored makeup made his eyes stand out even more. 

There had been no conversation about this, no teasing or pictures this time to hint at the fact he was dressed up for Elijah; John only hoped it was a welcome surprise and he hadn’t accidentally ruined other plans Elijah may have set up for them. But when he heard the ‘Jesus fucking Christ’ come out of Elijah’s mouth, he figured the surprise was well received enough. His face flushed slightly, teeth digging into his lower lip as he twisted just enough to show off more of the set but not enough to let Elijah see his backside. “I take it that means you like it?” a hint of a smirk on his face but it was quickly replaced with a half-pout as he moved closer to the taller male and reached to rest a hand on Elijah’s covered chest. “I worked hard on it, wanted to surprise you, Sir.”