#sladestone

[wavexrider]

@archangel-dimmock

“Happy birthday, coinean,” Caprice said loudly as he placed a birthday cake in front of Salem. “I hope ye like the cake… I can be a mean baker if'n I want t'be.”

“Whoa, look at that. You didn’t buy this from a baked? I’m impressed.” Salem reached out and pulled Caprice in for a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

[archangel-dimmock]

Call me Caprice. My real name is Slade Stone, but no one except for a select few know that name. I...

// I’ve been here this past evening. I needed to play my morally ambiguous half-angel/half-demon thief who will hit on anyone standing upright on two legs. -_-;;

His FC is Jim Sturgess.

[archangel-dimmock]

Call me Caprice. My real name is Slade Stone, but no one except for a select few know that name. I...

// I’m spending some time at this blog tonight. I haven’t been paying much attention to my half-angel/half-demon thief and Caprice is being pissy at me for it XD

[wavexrider]

“Thought Process 💭!”

@archangel-dimmock (I can’t tag Slade)

“Why am I so easy? This half-demon has me in his back pocket...” 

[wavexrider]

"I ship ye with me because I like grabbin' yer arse." - // there are more reasons but Caprice likes the sex. -_-;

sladestone

“Is that all I am to you? A good lay?”

[sladestone]

Caprice thought for a moment and gave Thomas a serious look. “He didna say anything about wanting more with ye,” he stated. “But with me life bein’ as long as it is, I know certain behaviors. He talks about ye constantly, sweet pea an’ the look he gets in his eyes are no’ one of brotherly love, if ye catch me drift.”

[wavexrider]

Thomas didn't understand. Salem...was thinking about him too? He blushed and turned to face the wall in thought. If...both of them were thinking about each other like that, could they...? "No, no. You're lying. He's my brother, he...no. Stop confusing me."

[wavexrider]

"Ye can call me Caprice," the thief grinned as he leered at Thomas again. "If ye have feelins for yer brother, then why not give in t'them? I'd be more than willin' t'help ye along." He reached over to pinch the man's cheeks. "As long as I be the one t'top both 'o ye, then that's all good."

Thomas didn't say anything. He did have thoughts about Salem. That one night a couple years ago when his father went off on the poor boy came to mind. Salem crawled into his bed and they held each other, Thomas cooing in his ear, telling him he was a beautiful soul and his dad's words meant nothing. He never told Salem the kiss on the cheek spurred thoughts like how he wanted to turn and kiss his lips. 

"What does Salem say about this?" he whispered to Caprice.

[wavexrider]

"So yer Salem's big brother," Caprice ask Thomas as he silently crawled through an open window. "Methinks ye be a fine specimen just like me coinean. Do ye ever think about yer brother in ways that are not 'brotherly'?" - //Don't ask where Caprice is going with this. He got away from me.

"I love him, he's my brother. I...well. There have been times yes but I'm not going into detail. Who the frick are you?"