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She smiles back and well fingers tap the back of her hand, slightly run along the silver rings she wears on her fingers. Of course he was about to be curious about her pest control job. Seras could lie about it, make it seem normal but something told her maybe not the move to hide it or more so the other seemed a little perceptive.
"A little bigger than that you could say." She held his gaze, more curious to note his reaction on her answer than anything else. "..But I'm not on duty at the moment." Seras adds just in case, she might be a hunter but unless something or someone was actually causing trouble that was the only reason for her to act.
"Hm, is that so.. Well.. At least you're not on duty right now... I assure you, there are no pests here and any that may wander in are quickly dealt with." He assures her with a small nod of his head. "Now.. Business talk aside.. Let's get a little more personal." He speaks, his body fully facing her, settled in focusing on her and only her, the rest of the club fading to background noise. "Tell me.. What do you desire?"
Familiarity echoes in every breath that floods Dawes's lungs. Although she hasn't been here in ages, she vividly recalls the layout of the manor. Well, mostly the way it had been when Thomas and Martha were living, and then shallower recognition in the years that followed. When Bruce and Alfred became recluses--- and Bruce all but vanished.
She is blessedly agile. She turns into the greenhouse quite casually, racing over floorboards that had seen better days. The scent of flowers, tropical and otherwise, floods her nose.
She remembers, once, walking with her mother and Thomas Wayne through these grounds. And, Thomas, with his kind voice explaining each plant and their medicinal purposes. Rachel had been too young to really comprehend the importance of it then, and wishes now, she had paid more keener attention to his lecture.
Porcelain fingers drift through greenery as she passes it. Vague names come to mind as she does, however, she is more intent to evade Bruce than she is to test her knowledge. She ducks into a dimly lit corner, letting a palm-frond mask her face. She ducks into the shadowy corner, and waits with bated-breath.
Bruce knows his home like the back of his hand, he's also Batman and she's no master stealth-woman so it's pretty easy to track her, so he walks slowly into the greenhouse and looks around, making it obvious of his position before suddenly slipping away, ducking down behind a potted plant and sneaking around.
Sneaking up behind her from the shadows he suddenly wraps his arms around her and pulls her back against him, lips barely not brushing her ear as he laughs. "Got you!"
What's your favorite headcanon for a random muse of yours?
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Not really a headcanon but more like.. just canon. I'm really digging with Kratos' becoming The God of Hope.
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vicki had fallen asleep beside him hours ago. a small movement on the mattress caused her to stir, eyes opening to see bruce still awake. she wondered if he ever slept. probably not. “you okay?” vicki scooted closer, letting her arm drape over the man's bare chest.
Feeling her hand on his bare chest he smiles softly, eyes falling on hers as his own hand moves to gently rest on her cheek. "I'm fine, just a little exhausted is all." He explains. "Someone keeps me up all night" He adds joking and teasingly as he leans in and softly kisses her lips, not wanting her to worry.
John rolls his eyes a bit "yeah whatever," he says groaning a little bit as reporters came towards them. "you want to be useful, get me away from the vultures" he says
"Easily done" Clark states looking at the reporters before grabbing John suddenly by the hips and flying upwards. "Hold on"
Buffy let out a shuddering sigh as he wrapped his arm around her. It was strange how he had that affect on her. "Yes."
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"Good" He whispers looking deep into her eyes as large wings unfurl from his back and flap slowly, lifting them both up into the air, his arms tightening around her.
Lucifer chuckles and nods, that's how it should be, it was fun to pretend.. in the heat of the moment, a whispered 'you're mine' or a growled 'you belong to me'. However nobody belonged to anyone, he'd fought in heaven for freedom and he wouldn't stand for anyone to actually belong to someone other than themselves. Not for nothing.
He moves closer, hand sliding onto her hip as he looks into her eyes. "Please Nadja, you can just call me Lucifer." He grins.
Najda felt a mix of glee and excitement when he said she could call him Lucifer. Her vampire roommates would be jealous. Lucifer was a legendary lover, and the fact he was talking to her, well if she was capable of blushing she would.
❝alright lucifer❞ she said in a seductive voice ❝i like the way that sounds, Lucifer❞
"I like the way it sounds coming from those lips too." Lucifer tells her, eyes looking deep into hers as a mischievous grin tugs at his lips. His feet moving him ever so slightly closer to her.
Lois laughed a little ❝wait❞ she said breathlessly ❝what about dinner?❞ not that she minded. She could wait, and besides after she was done with Clark she would have to eat again. His stamina was impressive. She kissed him however, hungrier for more than just food. God how she loved this man. She loved him so much it scared her and yet she never felt more safe with Clark. Not because he was superman, but because he protected her heart, more than just her body
Clark pulls back from her lips and looks deep into her eyes, stopping in the doorway of the bedroom, just holding her in his arms, eyes looking into hers as a playful grin forms on his face. "You really want me to put you down and go back to the kitchen?" He questions teasingly.

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“To be fair you tend to be the awfully mysterious type of guy.” Lois rolls her eyes playfully but truly it adds to the appeal of Wayne, his demeanor and confidence only helps with the influx of heart eyed women. “Like you have to try anyway. Where is it you’re taking me? Some secret place only you know about?”
"I'm not that mysterious.. Clearly you've never seen that video of me drunk out of my mind dancing on a table at the iceburg lounge." Bruce chuckles looking over at her. "I could take you to all sorts of places only I know about.. or places only a man of my wealth has access to." He starts then suddenly pulls the car over outside a building with a bright neon sign that says 'Pauli's Diner'. The diner doesn't look like it's changed since the 80s. "Or I can take you for a really good hamburger."
Aria shoots him a wink of to show just how much she agrees with that statement. Why else would she have made her way to his room at this time of the night if not for some sort of fun. She doesn’t even choke on his cock as she takes him into her throat, watery eyes looking up at him.
His eyes meet hers as his cock sinks down into her throat, his hand begins to guide her head. "Look at you, such a good girl aren't you?" He praises softly as he holds her head down onto his cock for a little longer before guiding it back up and down around his length.
"You're on," she roars. In an instant her heels are shed and cast aside. It is freeing to cast aside the worries of being the Gotham District Attorney and to embrace something more lighthearted with Bruce. As he pulls out his phone, she casts him a broadened grin.
Gracefully, she bounds down the stairs feeling the breeze catch within her dark hair. She whips around the corner and opts to bolt into Bruce's greenhouse. She had always loved it in there, with all the vibrant sprawling plants and humidity.
Bruce chuckles as she bounds off, he takes a moment, makes a quick text and then it's all handled and he'd making his way after her, letting her have a little head start, it's no fun chasing someone if you just catch them right away.. well when it's chasing someone in this nature anyway.
"I did not call you that," she points out gently. She doesn't even think that. Rocket is abrasive perhaps, but Mantis does not think he is an asshole. She thinks he has endured many sorrows, and his anger is armor. The empath does not judge him for it, but he needs to understand that it isn't okay to attack the Guardians. "You don't have to say or do things to push us away. It won't work, you know that."
"No." Rocket nods, he knows Mantis doesn't think that, he can't imagine Mantis thinking a bad thing about anyone and if she did she'd probably not use the word 'asshole'. That is how Rocket saw himself though. He hated how he'd lash out in a way to defend himself and when he would, it'd only make him feel worse about himself which would make him lash out more and it was a terrific cycle. Her words cut deep though and he pauses and then just walks his way up to her and presses his head against her, he can't bring himself to say the words but maybe she can use what he'd call her 'weird feeling thing' to feel just how much he truly loved her, without him having to say it.
Her murmur sent the slightest vibrations in her mouth, and she began to suck on his thumb. Lust didn't look away from him - he hadn't told her to yet - but she still nodded, just to reinforce the fact that she understood. "What would you have me do, my lord?" she asked once he'd pulled his thumb out, the slight taste of his favorite drink still on her tongue.
"My my you are being a good girl for me today aren't you" Lucifer teases with a playful grin looking into her eyes, thumb still gently against her lips even as she speaks then he grabs her chin a little firmly. "Be a good girl and show me what you're best at."

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Without breaking their kiss, Alena moaned against his mouth at the feeling of him slowly easing every inch inside of her. Pinning her down against the bed with his weight, Alena reached to her side and gripped his hand as he rocked slowly inside her.
He pulls back slowly from her lips to look deep into her eyes and smiles softly as his hips slowly continue to rock against her, his fingers lightly brushing against hers before taking her hand softly. "You feel so good baby" He whispers, eyes still looking deep into hers, lips just barely not touching hers.
Ivana smiled breathlessly, his hand set her skin on fire, her nipples hard under his touch, "Harry...", she moaned, her back arching as he speeded up his pace, "Yes... Please", she wasn't holding back anymore. The movie was long forgotten, all she wanted was to please him, submit to him. "Just like.. that...I'm...", she cried, her hand slip between her legs to rub on her clit, as she felt her womb building up to an orgasm. And then she felt the explosion, her whole body trembled while she moaned in pleasure, her walls cleching hard around his cock. "Don't pull out", she pleaded, her hand already rubbing herself again as she yearned to feel him coming inside her.
Harry could feel her body building up to her climax and it only drove him to be more eager, to grab her tighter, move more faster and vigorously, a deep need to see her come undone filling him and then he felt it, her walls squeezing around him and those three words leaving her lips driving him into his own climax out of nowhere, cum suddenly erupting from his cock deep into her.