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61. Bed Chem - Sabrina Carpenter

He's BORED. He & Dude had their 56th explosive argument. & yes, it ended up with Demon getting shot again. Obviously, it's time to leave the little crybaby alone for a while. So now he's sulking in a restaurant all by his lonesome self with nothing to do. He almost considers killing everyone in the building & pinning it on Dude. Bastard deserves it.

But no, no . . . he forces himself to cool down. No need to make a scene. Slaughtering a roomful of humans is too easy. That makes it like blowing your load too early: Great for about three seconds, but then you're standing there, disappointed by how fast it went.

Actually, thinking about blowing loads, that's when he spots a gorgeous patron. A little country, sure. But she's just his type. ( He clearly needs to get over his unhealthy addiction to gingers, but today is not that day. )

The Demon strolls her way, alcoholic drink in hand, a wicked grin on his face.

@smxkeyjxe liked for a starter from Henry Loomis from Here

It was funny how mankind still thought they ruled the earth, that they called the shots and had a say in fate of animals that lived far longer than even Henry gathered humans would last on the face of the earth. Dinosaurs now roamed the earth thanks to John Hammond's dream and the failure of Jurassic World's ambition to meet guest expectations on what had been a successful version of the original Park. Henry had yet to actually see a dinosaur in person but today that was changing as the truck reached a ranch, where reports of herds were being rounded up in order to be moved within a sanctuary on protected land.

Couldn’t a guy fill up his bike at a gas station in peace anymore?

Apparently not without an unwelcome visitor in tow— and he couldn’t even blame the Freakers this time, given she was a living, breathing human. ‘I’m not a threat. I won’t hurt you.’ Yeah right. 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘? Anyone found wondering alone out in the shit was dangerous. Deacon knew that better than anyone. And he wasn’t about to be fooled by those innocent green eyes of hers. “Like hell you won’t, lady.” A 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 chuckle followed, Deacon never once lowering the 9mm pistol in hand from where it was trained at her.

There was, however, 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄.. his own moral code— the same one Boozer always claimed would lead him to his downfall: he couldn’t bring himself to harm women. He was pretty much 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐃 if she presented a weapon of her own. “Now why don’t you get on your way — or grab whatever you need from in there,” Pausing momentarily to gesture over at the station with his free hand, Deacon then offered her a tight lipped 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 that lacked in the friendly department. “and leave before things get ugly?”

"I am afraid that we don't, actually." Valen offers the other a small, but still warm sort of smile. His human glamour hiding the fae beneath. "I thought I should like to change that, though."

Fae came in and out of the city for various reasons, but he made it a point to look in on them, to see if they were friend or foe to The Liath, or at the very least, indifferent. The Seelie and Unseelie courts were always looking for him and the entryway into his own court. He could never be too careful, not wanting any harm to come to his people.

I want us to both let go. To forget what’s going on in the world, just for a while, and loose ourselves in each other.

Anonymously (or not) send sexual fantasies your muse has had about mine

he'd  be  lying  if  he  hadn't  thought  about  that  very  same  thing.  how  he'd  wanted  to  touch  her-  make  her  feel  like  the  goddess  she  is.  lips  running  up  and  down  every  inch  of  her  beautiful  body,  counting  each  freckle  across  her  face  and  shoulders,  every  tingle  sending  cascades  of  sensation.  just  to  be  closer  to  her.  would  it  be  so  bad  to  follow  his  heart?  to  lose  control  and  let  that  dream  become  a  reality?  it  had  been.  .  .  so,  so  long  since  he'd  felt  such  a  want.  such  passion.  fingers  brushing  along  the  soft  shapes  of  her  pale  skin,  gripping  her  hips  so  firm  when  they  finally  land  there.  never  letting  her  go.

@smxkeyjxe sent: "if i don’t walk away, i’m gonna fucking hit him." @ Shane

He can feel the anger coming off of her in waves as she approaches him. The fire in her eyes burning with rage to strike the man who had offended her. Shane cant help but to stifle a laugh with his fist, and only because she looks so adorable when she's angry. "You sure you dont want me to hit him for ya?" He asks once he's able to pull himself together.

"I don't mind a few bloody knuckles to take care of a scumbag like him."