time after time

tyson’s eyes perked up as she said his name. “that’s me.” he replied with a small nod of his head. god, was it actually her. “kate?” he asked again, softly. “but the last time i saw you… it was the 1920s…”

Cameron grinned at her words. “Hey, I was only just doing my job.” He quickly defended. “Besides, you are well now.” He said as he looked down at her scar. “At least you got a badass scar on you to remember your badass moment forever.” He grinned before looking up into her eyes. “I’ve been good. Still just going out and about to help people. Nothing too eventful yet.” He then pointed to the Skippy. “I think you should get that peanut better. It’s always the best.”

tyson’s eyes widened at her name. he definitely knew that name, didn’t he? but it wasn’t possible. he’d known her back when he was….right after he’d turned. it had been nearly a century since he’d seen her. that wasn’t possible that she was still alive. “tyson.” he coughed out after a moment, letting the shock wear off. “i’m tyson.” he explained, watching her carefully in order to see her reaction.

Antionette made her living by being a hired hit woman. It wasn’t the best job out there, but those pay days? They paid really well. And tonight was one of them. Someone hired her to take out this dirty disgusting CEO. She’d heard rumours of him, and didn’t really need much to kill him. So she’d snuck into his hotel room–coming in from the window on the balcony he’d ( stupidly ) left open. She’d waited for him to return, and just when he got comfortable she’d pounced, slashing his throat in one clean motion. He didn’t even see it coming. She’d turned to glance back around the room when she heard the door open. Shit.

Tony turned back and quickly jumped out of the window. She ran up the roof, going back to where she had stashed her bag. Hearing a voice behind her didn’t slow her down one bit. She wasn’t going to stop for anyone. What if it was the person who hired her, trying to frame her for this? She’d had that happen before. Tony kept her pace, grabbing her bag and stops short by the edge of the roof, spending a moment calculating how fast she would need to be to land ( safely ) on the next roof. She hears the bullet leaving the gun before she feels the motion, grazing her jacket and hitting her shoulder. The feeling caught her off guard and Antionette loses her balance, falling to her feet. Turning over and looking at the man who held the gun to her face. “Sorry if I killed your boss or buddy or whatever. Dude deserved it. Besides, I got paid. Take it up with the guy who’s footing the bill. Not me.”

It had been about at least six weeks later when Cameron had an off day and was grocery shopping. He swung his cart down an aisle when he noticed there was female standing on the other end. She looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite picture where he had seen her from. As he kept inching his way closer to her down the aisle, it finally dawned on him who she was. “Kate?” He questioned with a grin. “How has your arm been holding up?”

tyson turned around at the sound of the voice. he recognized it, but he couldn’t put it from where. he’d heard so many voices, known so many people, he wasn’t sure who was who anymore. and yet, she looked familiar too. he made a face as he thought, trying to think about where he knew the woman standing in front of him from. then he realized it. but he knew her, as a human, way back when. there was no way she could be alive today.

then again, there was no way he could be alive today either. “no, it’s…you look familiar too.” he replied slowly, raising his eyebrows at her. “what’s your name?” he asked after, trying to see if it was at all possible she was who he thought.

Cameron just looked down at the girl and just smiled. “Well, I got to say you are much tougher than everyone I’ve had to help.” He said as the ambulance pulled up to the emergency doors and he jumped out and carefully brought the stretcher down to the ground before running in with his colleague and the nurses and doctor that were standing outside.

They had to act quick and now was the time for Cameron to part ways with the patient. “Kate, I am going to have to leave you soon, but I sure hope to see you out on the field again soon.” He smiled.

spencer hazel hues widen as he felt the other cum go down his throat EASILY. but once he has swallowedEVERYTHING, he pulled away to catch his breathe for a moments. but a moments later spencer stood up knees slight week from his earlier orgasm, he still manages to take gabriel hand leading his to the livingroom. “I promised to ride you.” spencer says, pushing the other onto the couch, spencer straddled him, before taking  gabriel cock and stroke it until it was hard. “i  NEED you to cum inside me now.” spencer said lifting himself up a bit to align his entrance with the other cock. spencer pushed himself down slowly letting out small moans as he was being stretched out again, waves of pain and pleasure going through him.

when other had pulled out of him was when spencer released, his juices running down his leg his body trembling a bit; his body** STILL** craved MORE. now on his knees spencer let’s out a small laugh looking up at the other, “like i said before you’re the BEAUTIFUL one with those PRETTY blue eyes.” he says running his tongue on the tip of the others’ cock, moving down his shaft. spencer body trembles and eyes nearly roll to the back of his head at the AMAZING taste. “you taste amazing DADDY.” he says before taking gabriel whole cock into his mouth, slowly sucking and bobbing his head at first. but as the other precum and spencer  juices mix spencer NEEDED more of the taste so his motion quicken.  spencer hands gripping onto the waist for support, well holding in his moans wanted to let out enjoying the feeling of the gabriel cock easily go inside of him.

tyson was wandering around. nighttime was the best time for him to wander freely. no one around to ask questions or think of him in any peculiar sense. which is why it was typical of him to explore at night and hide out during the daytime. plus, ever since everything happened–he felt much more comfortable under the blanket of darkness that the night provided him with.

he finally felt calmness within himself.  he’d spent the first dozen or so years hating himself and everything around him, causing a giant uproar in manhattan at the time–which was guised by the great depression luckily. but now, tyson’s only regret was still being here. alive. while his own child had been murdered the same day he was turned. the guilt often ate at him, which is why he avoided making many connections.

he felt someone approaching him, his senses heightened. he turned toward the sound of footsteps and looked around, not being able to mark out an identifiable person in the darkness. “show yourself.” he called out in the direction he knew the person was hiding. tyson’s eyes, though stronger than normal, were still limited by the dark of night.

it had been a few years since she’d seen him, more than a hundred since he’d seen her. it couldn’t be him, she continued to convince herself. but then again it couldn’t be her either. the roles of the supernatural worked both ways. you’d think she’d be more open to believing it with her own situation. kate scrambled to climb the overhead of the bus stop laying flat on her stomach to get a better view of him from above.