#ai:grayson

grayson&&ai  

< Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them. >

Ai felt the tears pricking in his eyes. He was trying to hold them back, but they spilled over and his body shook with the silent cry. Grayson’s hand was tight around his mouth, preventing him from screaming and his his hand was a little higher it would have stopped him from breathing as well. Grayson was strong and Ai had a hard time freeing himself, in the end it just made the bruises he already had worse. He couldn’t even plead for Jaebum to return. His body went limp and he wondered in that moment why he stayed around. Love wasn’t supposed to be like this and thought he knew it wasn’t Jaebum….it still hurt. The face, the hands, the body was the same. He lifted his eyes towards the ceiling praying to someone that this torture would be over so he could leave. And possibly never return. He wasn’t strong enough to handle this anymore. He couldn’t. It would kill him if he tried.

ares&myungsoo 

< My muse bites yours. >

What could possess Myungsoo to even think of something like that? He didn’t want to question it, but the regret on his lover’s face was too hard to not smile at. Ares couldn’t stifle his laugh and longer. “You told me to bite you!” He looked down at a flushed faced Myungsoo, naked and spread open for him. The God leaned over the lithe body and ran his hands up smooth sides. “You can’t back out when I’m already biting you, that makes no sense.” He brushed his lips over the bite, soothing it with a few licks. He still thought it was funny. Myungsoo had his kinks, but this was not one of them. He knew the nightmare was glaring at him without looking up so he continued the slow assault of his thrust. His thick fingers wrapped around Myungsoo’s length as he smirked. “But I know of others.”

alina&sungbin 

< Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.>

She never been around drunk Sungbin. The guys normally made sure he was sober or she was sleeping before they brought him home, but this time she couldn’t sleep. Aria had been up half the night with a fever and now that she was sleeping, Alina couldn’t do the same. So when Sungbin and the guys came barreling in, loud, she greeted them in the living room. He was swaying side to side and Hunchul had a hard time getting him to stand up straight. She wanted to laugh at the pink tint in his cheeks. Telling the guys she could handle it, she watched Sungbin stumble to his desk. He was reaching more alcohol when Alina rushed over and stopped him. “You’ve had way too much of that already,’ she mumbled. She looked around the room and was ready to place the bottle on a higher shelf she a hand tightly wrapped around her upper arm. She was yanked back and thrown into a wall in a matter of seconds. The wind was knocked out of her and when she focused she realized there was a numbing sensation in her fingers. Her shoulder felt….odd and she screamed. There was a pounding of feet but her eyes blurred from tears. There was some arguing, shuffling and she was moved, only fueling the pain. “Don’t..touch me!” She hissed, she didn’t even want to look at her arm, she could barely look up from the floor. The only thing she could focus on was the sickening crack of her arm breaking replaying over and over in her head.

jackson&camilla 

< Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.>

It was a little humid in the room. “Just do it,’ she begged, staring up at Jackson as he hovered over her. Him being a vampire now meant she didn’t have to worry about riding him too hard or being careful of how she wrapped her legs around his waist, but what she wanted from him was for him to take his large hand and wrap them around her throat. Camilla reached for him and placed them there as she fell back on the bed. His hips stilled moved against hers as his length manipulated her walls. "Just do it…I don’t need to breathe. You won’t kill me.” She squeezed his hands, needed him to listen to her. There was conflict in his eyes at the thought of intentionally hurting her. It took him a few minutes of persuasion, but she felt his hands tightened around her neck and her arousal deepened. “Shit…‘she cursed, hip raising off the bed in a sick and twisted form of pleasure.

yifan&caden 

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