Manipulator

Peter Hale. 38. Werewolf.

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

So is that what you got hit with too?

It was. It was a miracle I had enough self control to throw Scott out. 

[themanipulativehale]

brian-summers:

themanipulativehale:

Thank god that’s over.

You could say that again.

Eventful?

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

Was he trying to make you “feel good”?

He got dosed with the lust pollen, yes. 

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

You were mean to people too?

Not exactly. Although I threw Scott out.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

You’re a piece of shit, Hale. If you tell anyone about this I’ll rip your throat out.

Goodbye.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

Shut the fuck up! [He swings an open hand with claws toward Peter.]

[He moves to block it casually with his own clawed hand.] 

[themanipulativehale]

mytruealphamccall:

I’m glad you did throw me ou– wait, you slept with Anthony as well? Guarantee it probably went better for you than it did for me.

I did. Mm.. I did make the pup beg for it.

[themanipulativehale]

mytruealphamccall:

Volthoom… Sounds horrible. And that made us either angry or… lusty, right? [mutters to himself] maybe it wasn’t my fault then. Listen, I didn’t get a chance to say it for obvious reasons, but thank you for throwing me out. 

Right. And it wasn’t your fault, Scott. And throwing you out... not the easiest thing I’ve ever done, but I’m glad it’s one less thing to regret. Especially since I did sleep with Anthony.

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

So how was your week, Peter?

About as eventful as yours, it seems.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

Do not call me “pup.”

You seemed to like it.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

[Anthony grabs Peter by the throat.] I will kill you if you ever bring it up again.

[He laughs, and uncurls Anthony’s fingers from his throat, firmly pulling them away.] I doubt that pup. You should probably take your leave now.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

You an I both know that due to some Purgatory creature, our lust wasn’t something that could be controlled. I wasn’t myself.

Oh Pup, I bet I could make you beg for it all over again if I wanted to. Make you squirm so desperately like you did for me then.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

No. We are not going to speak about it.

You were so desperate for it then, why shouldn’t we talk about it?

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

[He licks Peter’s face then pulls him into a hug.] Thank you.

You’re welcome Mal.

[themanipulativehale]

ferreralpha:

themanipulativehale:

Thank god that’s over.

I blame you for that night, Hale.

You blame me for your begging?

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

What if he doesn’t forgive me?

Then you give it some time. Sometimes that’s what it takes.

[themanipulativehale]

lostwolfmal:

There’s also one point where I called Isaac out on having a small wiener and saying that if I banged his girlfriend, she’d moan louder than she would with him and she’d forget who he was. 

Well, that wasn’t very nice but I think that the fact you were under the influence of a purgatory beast should probably forgive you those words. They still don’t make you a bad person. You can always apologise.