Just an unusual kid

Released

“Don’t be sorry…. it’s not your fault….” He made it there very quickly and brought him to Conner’s room.

“M’still… I disappeared…” He mumbled, trying to breathe evenly even though it hurt. He grimaced, looking at the bed, reaching for it slightly.

Released

He realized, he was about to lose consciousness. “Conner, you gotta stay with me.” He said shaking him once again,still feeding him grace. “You can’t pass out baby.” He brushed his mates hair back from his mates head, looking down at him. “Can you get up Conner?” He asked standing up and offering his hand. He could just move them with his grace, but he wanted to make sure, that Conner was moving well, or if he needed further healing.

Conner whimpered a little bit, trembling slightly. “N-No more.” He managed. Though his body was healing, the grace itself, though he knew it was Cas and that Cas wouldn’t hurt him, was making him scared. He looked up when the other stood and stayed where he was for a moment. Then he stumbled to his feet, leaning on the wall slightly before he managed to stand up straight.

Released

“I-it’s me…” He answered. Robin was determined to get him back to Cas’. He transformed into his naga form so he could carry him. he slithered off quickly.

Conner coughed again, flinching just a bit when he transformed but taking the support easily. “M’sorry,” he croaked, holding his middle.

I may be bringing Conner back. I do not know how long it’ll last.

As it is, Conner will probably not be my main focus. I have up to 4 accounts I’ll owe replies on at any one time. I am also playing WoW. As it’s the only way I can spend time with one of my closest friends, if she’s online and we’re working together, the game will take priority.

I will be making a starter post as soon as I can get it written out as long as Conner continues to work with me. It will explain the little plot line I’m working with him, and give anyone who wants to talk to Conner the opportunity to do so.

I’m not continuing past threads and I apologize for that, but if you want to bother Conner feel free, once I post the opener, to reply to that, or come to him maybe a little later if you would prefer.

Things will be slow. I apologize for that. Thank you all whoever has stuck through this and here’s to hoping he decides to cooperate for a while.

Released

Robin had been on his way to his motel where he had been staying. It seemed odd to him that he could taste Conner in the air all of a sudden. He decided to investigate. It took him a while, but he had found him. Of course he didn’t like what he saw. It scared him to death. No no no! He wasn’t going to let it happen again. “Conner…??” He carefully moved to support him.

Conner gave a noise of pain, blinking, trying to clear his vision as he felt and heard the other. He leaned a little into the support, coughing and grimacing. “R-Robin?” His voice was hoarse and shaky, breathing shallowly. Even that hurt.

Released

Cas was completing his nest, adding the pillows from him and Conner’s bed when he felt it. He hadn’t felt the bond in week, and he had been a wreck since then. Drinking, drugs, pushing away anyone close to him. He shook his head and choked on a sob. He immidiately traced it leading him to a dirty alley in the middle of the city. His mate was covered in blood, and taking shallow wheezing breaths. He dropped to his knees. “Con?” He said shaking he other man ‘s shoulders gently. “Conner?” He repeated using more force. “Baby, please.” He sobbed pushing his grace into his mates body, tears running unchecked down his cheeks. He continued to push, far past what he should have. He began to feel drained, his vision blurring. “Conner. You have to wake up, I can’t do this without you.” Cas knew, if this didn’t work, if he couldn’t heal his mate, then he would just lay himself to rest next to him. Because Cas couldn’t live in a world without Conner. He wouldn’t.

#Open #Apologies for slow replies here on out

Conner felt the other before he could see him. He winched slightly when he felt the other’s grace, his brow furrowing slightly and a noise of pain leaving him. “C-Cas…” He gasped, looking up. He could still barely see, his vision blurred because of pain. “M’here…” He coughed, trembling slightly and trying not to fall over. Everything hurt, even though his body was mending thanks to Castiel’s grace. Breathing a little hard, he tried to stay conscious.

Released

He didn’t remember much. He’d been on a nightly walk, and then the world turned upside down. Flashes of light, and he was surrounded by angels. He knew only because nothing else could cut off the bond he had with his mate. Nothing could block it this way.

It was all blurry. Blurs of pain and relief, and pain again. Was it punishment? For who? Himself? Castiel, Markus? He didn’t know. He couldn’t know – they never spoke directly to him, and when they did speak it was Enochian, and he only knew certain parts, none of it ever making sense.

But the last thing he remembered was a conversation, the only word he could pick up was “monitor.” They were going to monitor him? But why? That could only mean something bad.

The next thing he knew he was stumbling on solid ground and his entire body hurt. His head felt as though someone were hitting him, his ribs felt broken and it hurt to breathe. He didn’t know where he was, but it smelled like an alley. He could barely hear people, and for the moment seemed to have gone unnoticed. He stumbled to the edge of the alley, barely able to see, trying to find out where exactly he was.

I may be bringing Conner back. I do not know how long it’ll last.

Things will be slow. I apologize for that. Thank you all whoever has stuck through this and here’s to hoping he decides to cooperate for a while.

#ooc

[ I feel like I've kind of lost my muse, so for the moment replies are on hold here. I will come back, but I have to really put Conner to sleep for a while so I can work with it again.

I love you all who've been patient with me and I am really sorry.

For ALL replies I owe, I'll have them drafted and I'll get to them when I come back, though I'll probably ask first to make sure. ]

#tagging tiff and lala because i don't know when they'll be in skype #thatsjusthowlroll #angelwithapaintbrush #snakeeyesrobin #thesecretofsalem

ooc: I haven't been on much.

There are a lot of reasons for this. My muses are all bunched up in one place and trying to vie for attention, and they're taking turns and Conner hasn't had his yet. This is the biggest. I can do replies that I owe from time to time (though i apologize that it takes FOREVER to do it aimed mostly at Sal because you seem to be the one that has to wait the most)

But if you ever wanna bother Conner, and can be patient with me, feel free to start new things in my askbox!

Thank you all for the patience. <3

#ooc

Missing Daddy || Carrie & Cas

Cas’ brows furrowed, this was too easy. Hardly any fight he thought as Conner hummed against his lips. He smiled as he mate said he loved him, but then Conner stepped back and Cas sighed at his words. Dammit he should have known. “I want to do this together Conner, but the problem is, I’m the weak link here. Heaven will always have some hold on me, and what am I supposed to do if they offer you and Carrie’s safety in return for my cooperation?” He shook his head and turned away. “There is no way, no way in any hell, I would turn down that offer if I thought it were true Conner.” He walked to the wall and placed his hands on the wall. Damn he was tired. “I promise, that I will /try/ to do this with you Conner. And I’m sorry lover, but that’s really the best I can do.”

“And what do you think I’m going to do without you, Cas? What am I supposed to tell Carrie if we lose you? You overestimate my ability to make it through losing another lover. Do you forget how I reacted when you got turned back in the first place?” It wasn’t enough. It was so hard to think of losing Cas completely. He knew his daughter needed him, but he wasn’t sure he’d be able to do it this time. “To hell with all of them. We need you, Cas, here. Not there. Please…” His voice caught in his throat.

#thelastabomination

Accents and piercings

Cas shuddered as he felt Conner’s teeth scrap across his spine. “F-fuck…Your mouth baby, god, the things it can do.” Cas said sliding up a bit so he could sit up on his knees. “Ever suck someone off, while they sucked you off Conner?” Cas asked inching back a bit more and then dropping to all fours again, all but presenting himself to his mate. He arched his ass enough to show his balls hanging almost in front of Conner’s mouth, as he moved his lips to the head of Conner’s cock to plant a teasing kiss. “Wanna give it a go handsome?”

Conner smirked slightly at Cas’ shudder and the words that followed it. He shifted a little himself as Cas moved, giving a little groan and letting his hands rest on Cas’ hips slightly. It was his turn to shudder, the next statement making his cock jump in interest. “Always willing to try new things,” He muttered simply, arching his hips a little as his tongue darted out teasingly against Cas’ sack, fingers kneading into his hips and ass lightly.

Cas jumped a little as Conner swiped his tongue along his balls. He let out a curse, and backed up, lifting his hips and sinking his cock into Conner’s willing mouth, before leaning over to engulf Conner’s length as well. He sucked greedily, lapping at the head every time he pulled up, at this angle, he had so much more room to work with. He rolled his hips, sliding further into Conner’s mouth, grinning when he heard his gag a little. He knew Conner was going to enjoy this so much.

Conner smirked a little bit, keeping his lips parted as Cas slid into his mouth, his tongue darting and lapping where he could. His hips raised at the same time, whimpering muffledly around Cas’ cock. His body jerked a little bit, convulsing a bit as he gagged, his eyes closing and that gag followed closely by a guttural moan. His fingers dug hard into Cas’ hips, nails biting into his skin. His hips rolled up slightly, precome leaking from the tip.

Cas growled as he felt Conner’s nail spike into his flesh. He arched up and slammed back down into his mouth fucking into it brutally, as if to punish his mate for the slight, but he knew Conner absolutely loved it. He sucked harder at his mates cock lapping up the salty mixture from the tip with a groan. He drug his nails up Conner’s thighs hard enough to draw blood in some places as he continued to work his head in his mouth.

Conner’s body heaved as Cas started to fuck into his throat, whining and writhing on the bed beneath him, swallowing hard out of simple reflex. His nails bit even harder into the other’s skin, as though urging him to continue that, while his legs spread a little bit and his thighs quivered a growl raising in his throat as the skin broke. His cock throbbed, his hips bucking up a little, begging silently for more.

#thelastabomination

Teasing Cas

“Yeah, because you normally wear lacy undergarments and then top it off with a kilt.” Ca said with a smirk, his hands teasing along the bottom edge of the scrap of lace. “Wanna play a game Conner.” Cas asked leaning into his ear. “Why don’t we drive each other insane, see how much teasing we can take, before we both snap and no one walks the next day?” He growled against his neck at the though of roughly taking Conner, the biting and scratching, bruises and begging. He shivered. “Sound good to you babe?” He asked huskily running his hand across Conner’s inner thigh with a quirk of his eyebrow.

“Maybe I thought it was comfortable,” He retorted with a raised brow, though he shivered slightly as Cas’ fingers moved along lace. He bit his lip and tipped his head a little bit a Cas proposed a game, biting his lip and smirking faintly. He shifted slightly, arching into Cas’ touch, and bit his lip. “Sounds brilliant. No holds barred, aye?” He drawled, draping his arms lightly around Cas’ neck.

“Maybe you thought I’d bend you over and take you from behind.” Cas said licking along Conner’s jaw. As his fingers danced lightly along the lace border. “Oh course no holds barred. I’ll even let you continue on with your accent.” Cas said grinning evilly. “Just know I’m gonna fuck you all the rougher for it when the time comes Conner Blake.”

Conner chuckled slightly at that, shifting a little and letting his head fall back to expose his neck to Cas. “Well that would definitely be pleasant.” He muttered, his hips squirming a bit. He let out a low laugh, arching his back a little bit. “An’ y’act like tha’s somethin’ I’m supposed t’be afraid of, alpha.” He drawled, rumbling a low noise in the back of his throat.

“Have I mentioned how fucking crazy it drives me when you call me that Con?” He growled sliding his hand into his panties rubbing his hip bone lazily. “How much it turns me on when you give me such a revered title?” His other hand slid down the back of his kilt, gripping his bare ass and sliding a finger along the cleft. “How hot it is that it you will obey me in anything, because you call me that?” He rutted against his mate squeezing his ass and pressing his closer all at once.

Conner kept himself relaxed back against the wall, his hips squirming and his body quivering slightly. He chuckled low in his throat, listening to Cas, pressing his ass back against his hand. “Mmm…” He purred a little bit, panting just a bit. “I-it is the perfect title for ya…” He purred, shivering a little and groaning a bit. “You are the perfect alpha.” He was shaking slightly, mewling and squirming against the wall.

“I wouldn’t know.” Cas said with a shrug. “Never really met one, I just know what I like, and I like you, obeying me. Doing all the filthy things I tell you to, that you most likely wouldn’t do otherwise.” He scratched his nails into the swell of Conner’s ass digging in sharply. “I love defiling you Conner. Turning you into a filthy whore and knowing that you revel in every second of it.” He tugged up Conner’s kilt, rolling his hips against the soft panties. “I think you should give me a lap dance just like this. I’ll take off my pants, sit down, in nothing but my underwear, and let you have at it…Sound good to you? I think you might win this teasing thing that way…”

Conner let out a low growl, his hips twitching slightly as Cas nails dug into his ass. He couldn’t help himself, a low, throaty laugh in the back of his throat. “I bet you do,” he rumbled low in his throat. It was laughable to think about how he’d been before he met Cas. He still was, depending on who he was with. He shivered a little bit as Cas’ hips rolled against his own, squirming a little bit. “Just like this? You want the kilt in the way or…” He smirked slightly, looking his mate over.

To mend this broken thing. (Cas and Conner)

Castiel growled low in his throat at Conner’s teeth making contact with his shoulder. He rutted faster, looking into Conner’s eyes. “This…This isn’t e-enough.” He ground out through a moan. “T-there is m-more than t-this.” He said burring his face in Conner’s neck and nipping experimentally. “I…W-want that.” He groaned against his neck on a particularly hard down stroke. “I…I want y-you.” He said leaning back, never taking his eyes off him. “Please C-conner. I don’t w-wish to w-wait any l-longer.”

Conner started to buck his hips a little harder as Cas’s moved faster. He whimpered slightly, looking up at Cas and panting softly. He couldn’t help a small smile at his words, nodding, whining slightly as his neck was nipped at. He nodded, whimpering and writhing a little bit. “C-Can… can you prep me, Cas? W-we need lube o-of some sort… Or something..” He panted slightly, looking up at his mate and biting his lip.

“I…I don’t know how.” Cas growled impatiently. “Tell me what to do.” He bit down harder on his mates neck this time. “Tell me…what you need.” He begged gripping Conner’s shoulder’s and looking into his eyes. He felt inadequate in front of Conner. He knew that the other man was used to him being in charge, but he was hoping Conner would take control.

He couldn’t help another smile, though he moaned out and arched a little bit when he bit down more. He reached for Cas’ hand, giving the angel a small smirk and raising it to his own mouth. On occasion, this was more than enough. He took a few of Cas’ fingers into his mouth with a smirk, being as vulgar as he could, sucking and playing his tongue over his finger, watching for the moment for a response from his mate.

A low growl started in Cas’ throat as Conner’s tongue and mouth descended on his fingers. He cheated a bit and scanned Conner’s mind, and the growl turned into a full on moan at the pictures racing through his mate’s head. “Y-yes. That’s w-what I w-want. He tossed Conner to the ground with his grace, knowing now, exactly what Conner wanted, and how he liked it. He slid his body over his mate’s, biting down on his nipple, as he slicked him up with a thought. He had plans to give Conner what he wanted, and he wanted to be sure not to hurt him, anymore than he could take that was. He slid two fingers into Conner working him open hard and fast, scissoring his fingers, plucking the instructions straight from his head now. He leaned up and kissed him hard, sinking his teeth into his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. “Is t-this w-what y-you w-wanted?”

Conner was surprised when he was thrown back down onto the ground, gasping and then letting out a loud moan. “Fuck.” He groaned, arching up into his alpha with a mewl. He hadn’t expected the sudden dominance, his eyes rolling slightly as his legs spread for his mate. “C-Cas…” He whined, writhing slightly and then gasping when he bit at his lip, lapping at his own blood almost instinctively. “Y-yes, Gods y-yes, Cas…” He groaned, whimpering softly.

#thelastabomination

Fear!Anon || Conner & Cas (nsfw)

“Fuck, you are perfect Conner. In every way imaginable.” Cas said pushing him against the wall, so the water rinsed him off. He didn’t move from his knees. Waiting for him to be soap free, before he kissed along his waist line. “Perfect.” He breathed against his skin. “I don’t deserve this…you…Any of it.” He said nosing at his hip bone as his hands ran up his torso. “But, I’ll take it anyway. I’ll take every bit I can get.”

Conner let out a low laugh and leaned back against the wall, letting the water wash over him and shivering a little. “Not near what you are.” He rumbled softly, his head falling back slightly as Cas’ lips trailed along his skin. He couldn’t help the quietest of growls at Cas’ words, looking down at him, though he was breathing rather heavily. “You deserve the best. And you always will.” And he wouldn’t be persuaded otherwise.

He laughed and shook his head and nipped at his flesh softly. “Hardly Conner.” He said looking up at him from his knees. “The laundry list of shit I have against me, is so extensive, it would shock you.” He wrapped his arms around his waist kissing his stomach. “But I don’t care. I know someday, I’ll have to pay for my sins, but until then…I have no intention of giving you up.”

“Don’t argue with me,” He replied teasingly. Then he just shook his head. “I do, and always will find you perfect.” He hummed a little, sliding his fingers through Cas’ hair as the other wrapped his arms around his waist. “You won’t have to give me up. I love you, Cas.” He murmured, looking down at him with a slow smile.

Body Worship || Markus & Conner

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Markus hummed and pushed against Conner, grinding against him. Sliding his hands down Conner’s back, Markus gripped his ass and hauled him up, backing them up until they hit the wall. Using the wall as a leverage point, Markus continued to roll his hips against Conner’s body. “A-All mine? What if Cas wanted a slice of you too? What if Cas wanted to fuck you too?” Markus paused, placing kisses down Con’s neck, Markus paused long enough to speak against Con’s skin, “What if we both wanted to fuck you at the same time? Could you handle both our cocks inside you?” Riling up his lover was something Markus wanted to do and he thought he was damn good at doing so.

Conner whimpered softly and bit his bottom lip as he rocked himself against Markus in return. He yipped and wrapped his legs around his waist, his head falling back against the wall and his body trembling slightly. The Angel’s words made him shudder, letting out a low whine and writhing between Markus and the wall. “F-Fuck… M-Markus, y-yes… nngh, I w-want…” he whimpered, unable to form a full thought as he writhed between them, his fingers scratching at his broad shoulders. He leaned in and sank his teeth into the other’s shoulder, writhing against him with a muffled plea for something more.

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Gripping Conner’s ass, Markus ground his hips against Con’s. His body shuddered and he growled as Conner’s teeth sunk into his shoulder. The marks his skinwalker lover made always made him feel proud, proud that he’d pushed Conner far enough that he’d be put in a base and primal place. “You want us to fuck you hard and caress very inch of you? You want us to suck, lick, and kiss every piece of flesh we uncover?” Saying the things he was saying, the words were riling him up as much as his lover. If he and Pet both were inside Conner – fuck the images that brought to mind were so fucking wonderful. As Con’s nails tore at the surface of his skin, Markus reached between them and rubbed Con’s cock.

#thelastabomination #nsfw #angelwithapaintbrush

Conner shuddered and writhed between the wall and Markus. He whimpered as Markus spoke, biting down once more on his shoulder. He was achingly hard, wanting nothing more than to make this happen. “Markus,” He whined, his legs tightening around his Angel’s waist, bucking his hips against Markus’ hand as it slipped between them. “W-want y-you t-to fuck me p-please…” He whined, pulling away from his shoulder and letting his head fall back against the wall.

Coming Home // Robin & Conner

This was going on too long. Conner had agreed to give Robin the time away that he needed, but he missed his husband and he was ready to bring him home. Searching for a minute for his phone, he picked it up and looked through the contacts for Robin’s number, calling it and sitting back against the counter, waiting for him to answer.

Robin picked up his phone as it buzzed in his bag. He frowned when he saw the number. He actually panicked a little. He couldn’t answer that. No way. He wasn’t ready. He didn’t think he could go back. He knew just what it was about. He dropped the phone where he was sitting, on the makeshift bed by the fireplace, curling up into himself. “Go away…” He muttered.