#silntfangs

@silntfangs, cont'd.

"mm... no, not tired," is what she tells him, naturally, but the sleep in her voice says otherwise. a purr ticks low in her throat as his fingers comb into her hair and scratch her scalp. it feels good, makes her content and prompts her to nose against his throat, lips skimming over his jugular while she inhales the scent of him; leather, sea breeze, traces of motor oil and copper, and the rest of it that makes it dwayne.

'reasons to cup a face' prompts

"i--- didn't want 'em to touch you." her breathing is quick and shallow and her hands are trembling. her blood feels like it's on fire with the excess of adrenaline surging through her veins. moby can't remember the last time she entered a frenzy like this. she cradles the hunter's severed head in her hands. he's missing a huge chunk out of his cheek and the rest of his body lays surrounded by the rest of his men who are all as dead as he is. if any of them were innocent men, good men, or if they had waiting families and children didn't matter to her right now.

@silntfangs sent: “ Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”

@silntfangs sent: “ If you’re short, simply get taller. ”

@silntfangs sent: Dwayne took a seat next to her, body warm for he just fed. And, for the first time in a while, he showed just how tired he was. He and Star just put Laddie to bed, and he had made sure she and the rest of the of the boys settled in for the night day. His body slumped, head falling to rest on Moby’s shoulder, “You should get some sleep.”

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" Fuck. This guy wants to kill me. "

" This guy's... kind of cool. Really cool, actually. God, I must look stupid. Am I staring? Fuck, I am. "

" He looks nice when he smiles. "

Michael was sure Dwayne wanted to kill him the first time he saw him, Dwayne pulling out right in front of him with a look that could kill. It intimidated him, if he was going to be honest, but he put on a brave face and still tried to drive away with Star. If she picked to go with him, it's not like they could get mad, right? She was the one picking where she wanted to go and he wasn't going to let anyone try to change that. Besides Star, of course. He did think Dwayne was going to try and kick his ass, though.

the first stirrings of the coming dawn pulled at the young vampire. eyelids heavy as she fought off sleep. by her estimations, there was less than a half hour before the light would break over the horizon. and though amber was safely cocooned within the blankets of their bed, she rebelled against the pull of slumber.

how could she, when half of her family was still out of the protection of their home. anna had been the first of them to drift off to bed, while star and herself had stayed up later before retreating to their respective sanctuaries. it was only the boys still unaccounted for. the girls having kicked them out so that they could have the night together.

sounds of laughter and hushed whispers echoing in the cave caused the worry in her chest to release. they were home. separating footfalls indicated that the boys were each splitting up to bed down for the day. everyone was home. safe within the walls of the cave.