The Second Her Permission Is Murmured Leaves A Trail Of Heat Over His Skin, The Knowledge That He Could

one hand tight in his own, the other clutched around her knife as they make their way down the stairs, her heartrate returning to normal with every stair they descend. the flush remains on her features though, more bothered than she'd like to be at his former closeness, the remnants of his body a whisper of a memory against her skin. she nods when they're in the clear, finally dropping his hand as the near the bottom floor of the building. "i'm fine. you just startled me, is all." she flicks her gaze around, making sure they were alone before she pushes the last door open, leading them into the street so they could head back to their shelter. "didn't realize you were waiting for an excuse to get close to me." she quips, smiling over her shoulder.

continued from here + @vulgcrz

there was no time to warn her; his body acting of its own accord with the need to protect by ensuring she keeps still and avoids many any noise. he'll apologize once they're safe, but until then, his hand remains over her mouth to stifle her breathing while he holds his own. just until the creaking of whatever creature passes over their heads. when she takes his hand, he doesn't think anything of it and clasps into it tightly as he follows after her towards the stairwell. once they've wound round and round down a few levels, fox helping her over the occasional piles of broken concrete, he finally speaks. "you alright?" his voice comes out soft and low and slightly muffled behind his mask.

"wow, that was so heartfelt. i really felt it down in my soul." sarcasm drenches from her tone, a hand pressed to her chest.

open to f

"I'm not um, real good at thank yous. or sorry's. but if you ever need me, I'm there. I owe you one."

he can hardly believe his eyes at the fact that he has her on top of him like this, so young and beautiful that it feels illicit to be doing this. thoughts of his friends and their anger goes out the window as the sight of her consumes him. he flicks his tongue over her nipple, swirling it around before sucking on her and then switching over to her other breast. his hands slide into her underwear then, gripping her ass and squeezing as he thrusts upwards into her clit. "same can be said for you. this body of yours is so gorgeous." he lifts his head then, groaning as he lifts his head to kiss her mouth, sucking on her lip. "you gonna just talk about it or are you gonna show me, sweetheart?"

As she sits herself onto him Bea can already feel his cock pressing against her cunt, eager to feel him inside of her. She laughed at his words before raising her arms allowing him to toss her shirt aside. The way Tomas's eyes move over her body she feels herself sigh as she continues to grind herself against him. While she was mainly doing this as a means to entertain herself he was proving to be an exciting lover. Bea can't help but groan with delight as he bucks into her before sucking on her nipple. "Fuck you really are so hot," she breathes wrapping around her arms to keep his head there as she continues grinding herself against him. "I am going to ride the fuck out of you. All you have to do is sit back and relax."

he comes to a stand still when his gaze falls upon joey, taking in the scene before him. in the time they’d been together, dante would say he knew his girlfriend fairly well. then again, she likely thought the same about him without knowing of the illicit dealings he partook in. “huh.” he says simply, the sight of blood hardly new to him and he sets the take out down on the register before approaching the body, giving it a nudge with his boot to make sure he was truly dead. “oh, i bet he did, darlin’. now, do you like taking care of these bodies yourself or can i let my boys handle it?” because from the way she spoke, he doubted this is the first time she’s killed.

open to: anyone muse: josephine 'joey' novak. pinterest. plot: your muse just found joey right after one of her murders. could be friends, lovers, whatever.

it was the first time she'd ever been caught red handed, literally. the man's blood had been running down her forearms, the gardening shears she'd used to cut his throat now tainted red. she could smell the iron, and a sick part of her revelled in it. she didn't panic when they found her, exhaustion taking over as the adrenaline began to calm down. she felt her actions were completely justified, the man cornering her and making her feel uncomfortable in her own shop was enough for her to move quickly. her chest heaved as she breathed, moving to turn on the hose so she could wash away the blood from her skin. "what? he had it coming, okay? don't look at me like that."

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 … maverick & isabelle ( @vicedmuses )

she looks like the cat that got the cream as she sits at their island table, cup of tea delicately placed in her hand as she waits for him to get home. there had been a time when she first met him where she'd been concerned about him being a cop, her own line of work hardly aligning with the usual ideals off a man in uniform. she'd married him when she realized just how alike they really were, both willing to bend the rules to suit them. her smile widens when she hears the door open, turning to face him. "did you get my gift, darling?" she hadn't been too thrilled when she'd stopped by his office for breakfast to find one of the stupid little interns flirting with her husband. it had only taken one call to have her dealt with, smugness settled in her chest at such a fact.

“can you image reinviting all the guests we had the first time?” she shakes her head, all too amused at the idea. “i wonder if they’d get us another gift if we did it a second time.”

open to f .

          " shit,  i  think  your  mama'd  roll  over  in  her  grave  if  she  heard  you  say  that. "  ⸻  " it'd be  kinda  funny  though,  huh?  sayin'  vows  a  second  time. "

she punches in the code to the to the doors, watching them open for the pair of them and sliding her fingers around his bicep as they slip behind them, code entered once more to lock them behind safe walls. it was a mere excuse to touch him again, she knows as much, but she holds no remorse for it as she lets her hand drop. "is there even such a thing as normal anymore?" she questions, peeling her jacket off her shoulders once they're safely inside. curiosity tugs at her expression as he speaks, hand held out and an inaudible gasp leaving her lips when she sees what he's found. "you're joking." she smiles openly, hands rummaging in her pocket for the lighter she'd found a few weeks ago. she's quick to get it lit and she releases a long sigh of relief at the first breath of smoke that fills her lungs, eyes closing in bliss. "i used to think these were better than wine some days." she quips, cigarette placed between her fingers as she holds it up to his lips, gaze on his.

her words are a comfort, more than perhaps she'll ever really know. trust was not something that came easily in this new world, fox had known first had how quickly people switched sides in order to ensure their own survival. he's grateful for isabelle, grateful that she had steadied her knife that day when first they met. he's grateful to no longer be alone in this world. "spend the night in bed..." he repeats in a soft voice, followed by an even softer laugh. "i think that's the most normal sounding thing we've ever done." the implication of that they both would be sharing said bed is lost on him, fox too distracted by flipping his pack around to rummage through one of the pockets. "oh. here, i managed to find some of these for you before we left." holding his hand out, he places a crumpled package of cigarettes into her palm. "it's not wine, but... it's the next best thing."

she merely watches her for a few moments as he strokes hiself, her own hand trailing down to skim over the head of his cock, teasing him. selaena leans down over him, one hand cupping his face as she kisses him, smiling against his lips when she pulls back again. it wasn't often that she was hired for jobs like these, a thrill running through her at the prospect of teaching the crown prince. "have you ever seen a naked woman before?" she questions, sitting up to straddle him, entirely bare for his gaze.

@indiestarter // Open Starter with Crown Prince Alastair of Lunaruz Connection: Your muse is the one to teach Alastair how to please his future wife. Based on Shawn Mendes’s “Teach Me How To Love” Open To: F/NB

Alastair lay naked on the lavish, elegant bed he was given upon being declared Crown Prince of Lunaruz, having been given a natural, hypoallergenic lubricant and being instructed to stroke his gradually growing erection. ‘Fuck,’ he thought, growing more and more around at the prospects of pleasing the courtesan. He’d follow her every word, and become a masterful lover so he could please his future wife in bed from the wedding night onward.

he squeezes her thigh, sliding his hand upwards to grip her jaw delicately as he turns his head to meet her gaze. "you're mine now. just mine. but that makes me yours too." he's not ready to admit the depth of his feelings for her, knows that the end of her marriage and leaving her children was still too fresh for her for them to delve into that. for now though, he's happy just enjoying the fun they were having. "yeah, darlin'. wanna feel that gorgeous mouth of yours." a grin spreads across his face, relief sliding down his spine at the feel of her unbuckling his jeans, her soft hand on his cock. his hand cards though into her hair, gripping just tight enough that it doesn't hurt as he encourages her forward. "hope you're ready to get that pussy pounded every day, ma. i'm gonna be having you every damn night."

Even the simple gesture of his hand on her thigh helped her relax even more with this life changing decision. All of this was going to be different but she had faith that Dante would keep his word. "Good because now I'm your complete responsibility. Of course I'll take care of you." She grinned reaching over to squeeze his thigh in return. "Oh yeah? Want a little road head?" She grinned turning herself towards him more not hesitate to undo his jeans reaching for his cock. Already she was wondering how she was going to fill her days. Not that she would mind going along with him for his business. At the same time she knew her main purpose of being with him was based on sex. Which wasn't all bad considering he was the best fuck she's had in a long time. "Looking forward to coming home and finding me ready for you? No more sneaking around either. Lots of possibilities."