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@xxcameron-blakesley
jacqueline-windham:
“Oh, funny, funny.” Jacqueline rolled her eyes at him. “Again, I can always dance without these clothes. I wouldn’t consider it grinding then. Would you?”
He laughed as she rolled her eyes but that laughter soon came to a halt, a soft groan escaping him as he ran a hand down his face. “Uh, no. I guess that’s not really grinding at that point.”
jacqueline-windham:
“Sir, huh? You like being bossed around? Is that it?” Cameron kept up his thrusting as he nipped at her bottom lip. He pulled back slightly, putting more pressure on her neck. “You feel so fucking good.”
mossy-daisy:
“I guess not…” Daisy didn’t actually know humans very well outside of those her frollick captured. She wanted to know more. She was beyond curious.
“There may come a day when we can all co-exist outside of Cresthill but...” Cameron shrugged. “For now, I just don’t see that happening.”
cresthillites:
Zachary let out a small laugh, knowing that while it could be worse, he knew that things weren’t exactly looking like they were going to get better any time soon. “I guess, but I’d rather they were better.” He offered, his shoulders raising in a shrug. “No, true. But even still, it’s not fun now that we’re here, right? Is it just me, or is shit getting more and more complicated every day?”
“I’d rather that, too.” Although he knew life probably wouldn’t make that happen any time soon. “Oh, no, you’re totally right. This is definitely not fun. I don’t know how it can get more complicated but...it is, right? Like...there’s no way to make sense of any of this shit.”
cresthillites:
Zachary let out a small scoff, the words from the other rang true in his ears possibly more than any others might. “Rough time too, huh?” He asked, although wasn’t sure if it was pushing his luck considering they’d exchanged far fewer words. “If only there was some warning. You know, don’t grow up, it’s a trap.” He said with a small laugh, his head shaking from side to side.
His shoulders lifted in a shrug. “It could be worse...it could always be worse.” Cameron turned back towards the man, lips curling in a smile as he mentioned some sort of warning about the impending doom that was adulthood. “I don’t know about you, but I probably wouldn’t have listened to that warning.”
jacqueline-windham:
His eyes lifted to her face as she sat up. God, she was pretty. Jacqueline’s words took him by surprise, causing him to stop thrusting as a nervous chuckle escaped him. Hand still on her neck, Cameron leaned forward, lips ghosting against hers. “Don’t call me Daddy.” He tightened his grip on her throat as he started thrusting again.
THE GOOD PLACE S03E12 | “Pandemonium”
@xxcameron-blakesley
mossy-daisy:
“Many humans in Cresthill know about us.” Daisy said. Many of them were hunters, but at least they knew. “Though is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“There might be some good ones here then...I don’t think the majority of humans would take too kindly to a bunch of people who are superior to them in some aspects.” It wasn’t as if most of them had asked to be born this way, but Cameron didn’t want to be hunted because he was naturally stronger than most of the kids he’d grown up with.
autymn-ackerman:
“That depends, who’s asking?” Autymn ran her hands through red tendrils as she looked at him. “Not since Deacon bit me, no.”
“Someone who would rather not be hunted,” he said with a grin. Cameron fought when he had to, but he preferred to live and let live unless he’d been harmed in some way.
autymn-ackerman:
“I didn’t want to be locked up with silver chains.” Autymn’s claws dug deep into the bark of the tree she held onto. She looked at his hands and she wanted to take them. “No one can help me now.”
“You don’t have to be.” Cameron had known from a young age that his fate was tied to the full moon every month. The changes were painful now but not nearly so traumatic as they’d once been. “That’s not true.”
jacqueline-windham:
“At the same time.” Jacqueline joked, though it was the truth. She had been called by many clients to be their unicorn in a threesome. It was always fun pleasing the woman more than the man ever could. “What about dancing against me.”
His eyebrows rose minutely, but his tone was genuine when he spoke. “Good for you. That must have been a hell of an experience.” Cameron had never done anything like that. “Grinding? I didn’t realize we were still in school,” he teased.
jacqueline-windham:
“Fuck, Jaq,” he mumbled, doing his best to keep his volume low. She was cool, a contrast to his heated skin, and the sensation was strange but not unpleasant. As she leaned back, Cameron’s eyes roamed her body again. By now, both of his hands were on her hips, keeping her from sliding back further on the counter. It was taking a lot of self-control to keep thrusting at the pace he was, not because he was getting tired but because he longed to drag this out. To keep hearing those sweet moans. To make her cum over and over. Cameron moved a hand from her hip, bringing it up to her breast to tease one of her nipples.
mossy-daisy:
“Or maybe we should tell them our actual ‘lore.’“ Daisy suggested. Maybe they’d actually get good stories out of that. “Or maybe not.”
“That could either go very well or very poorly.” He wasn’t sure where it would go. “I don’t think things would go smoothly though. At least not at first.”
necrcmancr:
“Well obviously, but it’s just weird when it happens to me,” she admitted with a small laugh, “I’d love to though. I’m Calla”
“Nice to meet you, Calla.” He held out his hand. “I’m Cameron.”
jacqueline-windham:
“And women.” Jacqueline confirmed, her hands slipping down the pole behind her out of habit. Her body slowly moved to the music she had turned on. “But I guess if you don’t want a chance to see me naked, I can take no for an answer.”
“And women,” he repeated. That shouldn’t have surprised him, but it had. Cameron’s gaze was on her body as she moved to the music, lips parting slightly. “No, uh, no. It’s not that. I just, uh...dancing really isn’t my thing.”
jacqueline-windham:
His breathing hitched as he took in her appearance. The black of her bra contrasted sharply with Jacqueline’s skin and didn’t leave much to the imagination, not that he wanted to imagine anymore. Cameron gave a quick nod, eyes darting towards the pocket where she stuffed her underwear. One hand was still tangled in her hair, the other gripped her hip as she positioned him. “You better fucking not scream,” he chuckled against her lips. “You’ll bring the entire town in here.” He planted a quick kiss to her lips before he pushed inside of her, groaning softly as her walls stretched around him.
autymn-ackerman:
Autymn closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the man before her. “I can’t control myself with the turn.” She admitted. She knew most lycanthropes couldn’t, but the younger they were, the less control they even had. At three months, she was screwed. “I’d feel safer if you left.”
“You want to be alone...but you came out here? There are like tons of werewolves out here." He held his hands out, trying to show that he wasn’t a threat. “I can help you.”
