#lionkinged

[mccallofthewild]

@lionkinged

Continued from here.

Scott grinned at Marek, wrapping his arms around Marek's torso and rubbing his stomach as he enjoyed having his boyfriend pressed close to him. "It's one of the best ways to get my kitten to spend some time with me." He murmured, a hand sliding down to curl around Marek's cock and giving it a squeeze. "Alpha loves having the hottest lion around with him." He murmured, his other hand moving down to slot his erection between Marek's perky cheeks. "You gonna keep alpha warm, baby?"

[shroudedspark]

Random Prompt | @lionkinged​ sent:  "you're hot when you're concentrating." marek rubbed his hand over stiles' back. stiles was sitting on his bed, focused on reading some article on god knows what. probably involved murder. the lion moved closer, leaning against the other from behind and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of the human's neck.

Stiles barely feels the bed dip as he’s absorbed by reading about Gilles de Rais who was a serial killer and apparently a companion-in-arms of Joan of Arc. It’s only when he feels soft lips press against his neck does he snap back to reality. 

“---Hmm? I thought you were hanging out with Theo today?” Stiles asked, craning his neck for Marek but his eyes were kept glued to his iPad.

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@lionkinged​

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“Theo isn’t around, you can stop pretending you don’t want me,” he answer back, mimicking his tone, while his eyes moved down for a second to appreciate the naked body of the other. His clothes were removed and then he walked to the shower.

“Should I close this or are we expecting someone else?” Jackson asked while his hands went straight to Marek’s hips, his face moving closer to be able to whisper the question against his ear, making sure of keeping his shaft separated from his ass. 

[incolubruma]

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Theo had been tasked with tracking a creature and, of course, he’d done as assigned. It was a recon mission, nothing more and nothing less. Follow a group of werelions. Make sure they’re no threat to anyone.  Simple enough, he’d thought. Well, or so he’d thought until he’d been tackled while following one. He’d been caught. Not the worst, he could recover from this. Until he saw the person who had him pinned. It was like looking into a mirror. The breath knocked out of him just by the sight.

Marek. Marek Raeken. The same Marek Raeken who had left him with the Dread Doctors. Who had gone without him and never come back. maybe never even looked back. He smelled... wrong, though. Too feline. Too werelion.

“Hi.” What else were you supposed to say to your long lost twin?

[chimaeken]

@lionkinged​  x

   “Isn’t it obvious?”

    “Can I just have it, without you questioning me like a police officer? I’m not going to frame you for murder.”

[crylegend]

{ @lionkinged | from x }

“You just looked a little down and I like getting some affection to cheer myself up, so figured you might like the same. Was it too far? I’m sorry. I should have asked first.” The deputy rubbed the back of his neck anxiously. “Sorry...”

[omniaxsolusa]

 @lionkinged

          “ if we are all in the gutter, it doesn't change who we are, because some of us in the gutter are looking up at the stars. ”

[bornsurvivors]

Finally Relaxing | Closed

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He had gotten the day off after the year they had had, the Sheriff understanding that he needed the much deserved break. He was just starting to doze off to sleep when there was a knock on his door. Huffing a bit, he stood and moved to open the door. “What can I do for you?”