#dirtybliss

Archer raised his glass and smiled around. “Dad, you’ve made many mistakes. But you know what wasn’t? Having me, and second? Marry Jenna. Congrats.” He said as he took a zip of his champagne. He had just given his best man speech at his father’s wedding. There was a round of applause as his father and his new wife kissed then everyone went back to enjoying themselves as the braid and groom were rushed off to do more things. Archer had always a had a good relationship with his father and was honored his father had made him his best man but he hated speaking in large crowds. After he was done with his speech Archer snuck out to get smoke and drink some real booze. That’s when Jenna’s son joined him and things quickly took a turn. Before he knew it, Archer was making out with Eros and pinning him against the wall. Something about the young man made him loose all control of his impulses. After one of the best blow jobs, Archer knew he had to fuck him.  When no one was looking Archer snuck off with Eros into one of the backroom and locked it. As he was stripping Eros down, he realized the young man had the prettiest pussy he had ever seen. Archer couldn’t keep his hands off Eros and explored every inch of his body with his tongue and hands. “Fuck.” He groaned. “I’m gonna breed the slut of you.” He grunted as he smacked the young man’s ass hard enough to leave a print. He placed Eros on all fours and began to rub the tip of his cock against the other’s wet pussy. Eros knew fucking raw came with a risk but he didn’t care, not at that moment. He wanted to feel Eros wall against his cock. “Beg for it.” He said as he slid his hands across the other’s back. 

Alec’s head was held against him, his cock deeply buried within that wet in training throat. The taller broader male, exercised his right after being pleaded to be used. Head tilted the side as he breathed out, and to the struggles of the other, he simply made a little shoothing sound. “Shh... shh... calm down, just a little... oh... longer.” Lincoln said, as he felt that throat tightening and heard the other’s heartbeat so to know when air lacking was dangerous. And then, just then, when he was on the edge, pulled him out until his cock was left free, glistening and milked by the other’s hungry lips. “That’s it. Well done, little hunter.”

she’s playing a very dangerous game, well dangerous for the poor idiot that’s flirting with her, does that make dareia put a stop to things? absolutely not, in fact it seems that knowing the likely outcome of ares seeing her being flirted with has the nymph encouraging it with sweet smiles, and the near musical sound of her giggling. “oh i bet you say that to all the girl’s.” she teases, giving the flirting man’s arm a playful slap. of course the man eats up that small bit of contact and inches his way closer, clearly basking in what he thinks is a chance to take dareia home if he continues to play his cards right.

she’s a little shaken up, not having expected the pushiness or rudeness of the man that jace has just chased off. maxine’s surprise at seeing her stepbrother is overshadowed by her relief that he’s stepped in to save her from further harassment from some rude stranger. “um, thanks.” she says glancing over her shoulder as if she’s worried about the guy coming back to bother her again. she wants to ask jace what he’s doing there but things always seem tense where he’s concerned so she opts to do what she always does and attempt to just leave him alone. “i should get back to my friends before they leave without me.” she mumbles, moving to walk away. 

it’s after hours and his knock raps against the locked door of the florist’s shop, sure he could unlock the door himself and walk inside. it is his space that he’s renting to elain, but it’s so much more satisfying to watch the pretty blonde make the stressful trip to the door to unlock it and let him in herself. he expects her to do so promptly, especially because they both know what today is. it’s collection day and she owes him rent for the space that he’s been kind enough to rent out to her so she can run this adorable little shop of hers. his knuckles give a slightly harder knock against the glass when he finds that she’s not moving fast enough for his liking, the two men flanking him chuckling under their breath because they know how their boss is.

Technically, Cecilia should have left the room with everyone else that was told to vacate his office. Pretending to be doing something incredibly important on her tablet and like she would walk off at any moment, once the door closes her entire attitude changes. Putting the device aside and looking up to Ares with that signature glance, she’s hopeful he might have some time for her. So far its nothing serious but whatever it is between them is some of the most fun she’s had in her life. That’s including all the adventures and activities outside of the moments they get to enjoy with their clothes on the floor. “Should I leave too?”

dareia doesn’t know how she’s let ares get her into this position, all she knows is that he’s always ravenous and greedy for her, but the nymph can hardly complain when he has her panting and moaning in pleasure. "fuck..." the curse leaves her lips as her fingers curl into the gods hair and give a tug. “ares...” dareia moans his name, letting her head fall back with a soft thud against one of the many pillows that rest on her spacious bed. between her thighs ares lavishes her sex with attention, his tongue working wonders that has her nearly seeing stars. her thighs tremble, pleasure building with each passing second as she greedily chases after her climax.