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TJ smirked against Vincent's ear, pressed a few kisses there and then trailed them along his jaw. He had the audacity to look innocent, soft and sweet despite the words that he had been whispering to Vince just moments ago. TJ returned his mouth to Vince's ear, briefly nipped and sucked the lobe before opening his mouth to whisper again.
"Want you to play with me," he murmured. "Please, Daddy."
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“Is this your blood?”
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Jared had to admit that it had been a bit messy, which had not been his intention. Then again, he did not expect Nixon to wait for him near the door of the club. He licked at his bloodied lips and light blue eyes locked with Nixon’s. “No, it’s not mine. It was delicious though.” Jared didn’t need to hide himself with Nixon, a situation he wasn’t as used to, but he liked nonetheless. “Want to have a taste, darling?”
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Jake had been seeing Vincent for a while, and they’d gotten along. In and out of the bedroom. He was still holding back on just how clingy he is though. Jake had a tendency to get attached, and beg to be the centre of his love’s attention. Today had been shit, and he was beginning to let that facade slip.
He’d gone to Vincent’s and when he was inside, he found the other and dropped his bags. Jake gave him a sad look, “I need a hug...” He bit his lip, “I need you.”
🍺 completely drunk (4 charley from u know who)
“I’m...'m f-fine Ram...” Charley was a lot of things but fine wasn’t one of them, wearing a shirt that wasn’t his (hot pink crop top with BITCH emblazoned across the chest in tragic rhinestones) and supported by a suffering Uber driver, back from an ‘office meeting’ with the acrid smell of alcohol following him like a horrible perfume. His escort released him, he nearly collided with a wall.“T-to'ally fine nev’r bean bester...”
“I know we said good night half an hour ago, but you’re still up.” - my dude Nix probably
“I can’t sleep,” he sighed, snuggling deeper into the blankets. “I’m too damn wired. That’s my fuckin’ trouble. I don’t know if it’s because I drink too much coffee or because I’m just that much of a shit.”
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“Oh, come on…you’re gonna have to do better than that~” The demon hummed softly, reclining back, taking the cigarette from between his lips.
Closed Starter for @wornoutsouls | Cleopatra & Sage
❝I’ll never tell.❞ Cleo tapped her nose, smiling smugly and lazily, having just woken up. ❝It’s a secret - I’m just gonna have you kidnapped and taken to your party.❞ she teased. It wasn’t a birthday or anything, but just to mix things up, she was throwing a party based around his art, trying to help him get out there and build his confidence, which was something she had in spades. Luckily, as an art student, she had plenty of contacts who could help her stage everything and get the right people there. ❝If I embarrass you, I promise I’ll let you tattoo me with anything you want as punishment.❞
@wornoutsouls sent ‘ i made coffee. ’ for a morning after starter. // Accepting
Declan, as he stood in the doorway, was struck once again how contradictory Vince was to his senses. Well, vampires in general, to be more specific. The witch knew that the vampire was in his kitchen because the constant activity going on around him such as the micro-changes in the air, vibrations from both outside forces and inside his apartment, told him. Fluctuating temperatures and pressure in the room, etc., etc. Yet, there was a distinctive, very Vince-shaped void in the room, too. All the things like breathing, a body’s production of chemicals and hormones, and especially the sound of a heartbeat, were all absent. Save for the subtle and distinctive scent of decay and Vincent’s movement, Declan would have no idea the vampire was even present.
A smile splashed across his mouth at the statement as the witch stretched, a sleepy groan spilling from his mouth that ended in a yawn. As he shuffled into the room, narrowly missing the edge of a chair, he shrugged into his robe and navigated his way into the kitchen where he paused at Vincent’s back, resting his cheek on the vampire’s shoulder. There, he took a long moment to simply enjoy the silence the other’s presence offered, before Declan finally said something incomprehensible into Vincent’s neck that could’ve been anything from, “Good morning,” to, “You hogged the sheets again last night, dick,” before pressing a kiss to his shoulder and moving to one side to seek out his cup of coffee.
