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her hand moved to his hair almost instantly, softly stroking it. she smiled softly. “it’s going to be good.” she agreed.
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her hand moved to his hair almost instantly, softly stroking it. she smiled softly. “it’s going to be good.” she agreed.
Derek smiled and hid the last egg, he put together a little easter hunt for his daughter, he was now waiting for Chris to come back with her.
Chris smiles walking down the stairs holding Maya who wore an adorable powder blue and purple Easter dress with her favorite sparkly shoes with white tights. Her short hair was brushed and had a little blue bow. On the front of the dress was a pastel colored bunny that was happily smiling. "Look who's up?" Chris cooed while lightly bouncing her. Maya gasps before reaching for Derek. "Daddy! Daddy!" She squeals with a smile. "Did da Easter Wolf come here?!" Chris smiles trying not to laugh, he had told her it was the Easter Bunny, but the puppy thought otherwise.
"Happy Birthday baby." Derek said and kissed her (Sorry it's late!)
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Lydia smiled as she kissed him back. “Thank you my love.” She said with a grin as she looked at him.
"Feel That?"
@sweetboyhale For My Muse's reaction to Your's slipping Their hand down the front and inside of My Muse's pants while they are sitting together watching TV..
Lydia could feel herself starting to fall asleep as she watched the television with him. Her eyes only opened as she felt his hand. “Yes.. I can feel this..” She partly mumbled as she looked up at him curiously.
I want the K
@sweetboyhaleSend me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number16: Spooning
She knew that she was not tired. Her thoughts were consuming her more than anything else. Lydia felt his arms around her and knew that she felt safe there but, again she was not tired. That was when she came up with what she thought of a pretty smart idea. Her ass started rubbing against him, smirking to herself.
I want the k
6: Inner-thigh Kiss
“Is this okay?” He asked, laying between Derek’s legs, cheek resting on one of his thighs as he placed a light kiss on the toned skin, He could feel his heart beating faster than a hummingbird’s wing, wondering if he had crossed some lone somewhere.
★ (Plus a little ass slap)
@sweetboyhaleSEND ME A ★ FOR MY MUSE'S REACTION TO YOURS PICKING THEM UP AND THROWING THEM OVER THEIR SHOULDER
“Derek? What has gotten into you? We are in public right now!” She said with a small whine as she pulled her skirt down to cover her ass. “Do you know how many people are staring?”
Bought and Sold (closed)
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Stiles had no idea why he was here. Okay, that was a lie. He knew why, he just didn’t like to admit it. That he was here in a shady as all hell, underground, dirty and sweaty industrial building, looking at men, or rather werewolves, chained up to fences, shirtless and some bleeding, with price tags at their feet and Stiles looking to buy one because he was lonely. What kind of pathetic excuse was that? Well, it was the only one he had.
He walked up to one werewolf, his head hung low and glanced at the price tag without really even seeing the numbers. The man was coated in sweat and blood, his black hair matted to his forehead and his facial hair a little coarse and unkempt. Stiles leaned down and tilted his head to try and get a better look at the guy, but only saw a shade of hazel, nearly black with misery.
One guard came up and clapped a hand on his shoulder, making him jump. “Made a decision?” He asked. Stiles nodded and the man smiled, leading him to the back room, where the lady who ran this seedy business waited. “So, you have selected?”
Stiles nodded and sat down, trying to appear confident, all 146lbs of him. “I want number 5324.” He said. The woman’s eyes went a little wide as he listed the number off. She stared at him before saying, “You want....Derek Hale?”