Dec 22, 2017
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"I don't have a need to actually eat, but the feeling of FLESH and BONES between my fangs is satisfying."
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@legacyofheart
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"I don't have a need to actually eat, but the feeling of FLESH and BONES between my fangs is satisfying."
retiredcommander
⚒️|| The war may have been over, but Magnus was still a skeptic. He wanted to give every bot a second chance, but they needed to give him a reason to receive that second chance. There were so many rumors about Starscream, and to be honest, Magnus never had the honour of spending too much time with the Decepticon Seeker. Everything he knew about the mech was all rumor. It put Magnus in a place where he had to throw all of that away and make his own judgement.
“–And you have chosen to come to me for what reason? Would you not be better suited to surround yourself with familiar faces?”
“Familiar faces?” Came a low tone, his voice aching with an electronic rumbling sound, laced with whispered anger locked away- though his optics clearly showed that bloody red fury the seeker held. Something he was known for. His hatred. But times had in fact changed, even if Starscream didnt want to admit it. He was no longer a Decepticon- he was no longer under the heavy threat of violence from his prior ruler, he had come rather far if all records were correct. He was trying...wasnt that good enough for these idiots? “You mean my kind?” Came another vicious hiss through grit dente. “Dont try and hide your disdain, Magnus. It doesnt suit you.”
He heard the panicked cry of his name before the frantic footsteps of Roxas running through their house. And worry coursed through him. It wasn’t usual for Roxas to sound like this. Something was wrong.
“Roxas?!” The brunet called back, standing up from where he was curled up on the corner of the couch, having previously been taking a nap. “Rox, I’m in here!” Yet, even though he had announced where he was, the sheer panic within him had built up to the point where he went out into the landing, searching for the blond. What had happened for Roxas to call for him like this? He was torn between wanting to know and not wanting to know. Either way, it obviously must be bad.
As the blond ran into the hallway, a towel clutched tightly around his hand, Sora’s eyes went wide as the unmistakable smell of fresh blood hit him. “..Roxas..?” The brunet quickly crossed over to his lover and held his arms, looking at his panicked eyes. “Roxas what–?” He glanced down at the towel, red staining through the fabric. That sent alarm bells ringing. Carefully, he unwrapped the towel from Roxas’ hand and saw the bleeding gash in his hand. What? Shouldn’t that be healed, if not healing, by now?
“…Roxas..” He lifted his gaze back up, his own eyes wide with panic. It–, it couldn’t be… No, this couldn’t be happening.
The moment Sora was close enough he was crying and throwing himself against the vampire’s cool chest. Panic and pain, he was terrified.
|☩| ~ “S-Sora it’s not healing, it should be healing, I’m not... It’s..”
The blond clings to the vampire, wishing Sora could tell him it’s not what it has to be but at the same time he knows the brunette can’t. Yet he’s already starting to calm down.
Sora is here, he’ll be okay, they’ll figure out what’s going on. Sora could keep him safe. And they’ll fix this. For right now though he’s still shaking a little and he doesn’t want to be anywhere but right here huddled up against his boyfriend.
|☩| ~ “S-sorry about the blood.”
drugsdealingbabe
Alex could practically feel the fear radiating from her girlfriend, so she kept touching her, trying to calm her down as best as she could. She hated doing this and felt like a complete asshole, but there was no other option. Where Delphine was innocent, they would bring her in and question her for hours and she didn’t deserve to be treated like a criminal. She would never ask her to lie for her either, so they could try and use her, so this seemed the lesser of evils.
She was relieved she wasn’t claustrophobic, because the space was just wide enough to crawl through. Alex focused on the task at hand, focused on the blonde in front of her. It was hot and it added to her stress, but she didn’t give herself time to think about what was going on, she was in a survival mode and kept going.
Finally the end was in sight and she climbed out after Delphine, landing not as smoothly as she would have liked, beside her girlfriend. “We won’t.” She stroked her hair back and placed a loving kiss on her lips. “I can never say sorry enough for this, but I will fix this, okay? Take deep breaths, we have a minute.” She rubbed her arm while she looked around, trying to find the best way to get to the other building. “Okay. I’ll go first and then I can help you get to the other side. You’re still with me, babe? It’s gonna be fine. As soon as we’re out I can call a friend to get us the fuck out of here, yeah?”
The unexpected kiss took Delphine's breath away. But almost every kiss she had shared with Alex since the day they met affected her in one way or another. She hated being in this position, she was in danger and she knew she was, but she would risk her life for the sake of her girlfriend. The things she would do for this woman were almost endless. She believed Alex when she said she would fix it, the woman had never lied to her before and they had never experienced anything like this, something must have gone horribly wrong.
She took a few seconds, catching her breath again. "I'm...I'll be fine. I am with you just--" She reached out and took Alex's arm again because she could head off first. "Be careful, oui?" Her eyes were glazed over with worry. Those officers had guns and just imagining what would happen to both of them if Alex got caught on the business end of one of them send shockwaves through her entire body. As some kind of blessing, Delphine leaned in and captured her girlfriend's lips yet again before pulling back and checking behind her.
"When we get out of here...you owe me dinner." She chuckled, running her hand through her hair, her breaths slowly returning to a normal pace, the cooler air calming her nerves.
@aprimeandhiscrew
He kissed him back, giggling a bit. “I’m gonna be so freaking sore when this is all over.”
"Yeah you probably are." He said laughing a bit "So how you do wanna do this?"
"I’m fine however…just…needs to be rough," he said, blushing at that thought.
"Like how rough? Cause I’m not sure how to do rough."
"The anon said biting and slammed against the wall if I recall correctly," he said.
"I think that’s an even better translation. But I am curiously about how loud you could make me scream… are you going to leave my throat raw, Cora?"
Cora approached her slowly, like a predatory, pulling her by her hips towards her. "I'll leave a lot of you raw, Lianna."
"Should I call you mistress too?"
"Well you should have been doing that from the start, anyways."
