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Avengers (2018) #21

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Okay, Beau. Calm down. I already want to save horses and ride cowboys.

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@askbigbrolucifer

Avery was a good listener. Sometimes people took his gaze as him being stern and his quiet seriousness as someone being too dominant and having no playfulness to his nature. And that was all silly, assuming all that about him. He was complex and contained multitudes but he was also steadfast and vigilant. And he felt the responsibility to care for others.

Especially lovers that would receive them. Guys like Dean. Perhaps just Dean for awhile if Dean decided to stay and wanted to be with him for a time. Avery would keep expectations at whatever level Dean saw fit to set them at.

"I know-" Avery said reverently. "I'm right here too. If it's ever too fast, too hard, too much- you just say. You just tell me when it's going wrong as well as going right, huh? I wanna give those fireworks in the back your brain so good kinda night-" he said, continuing to push in.

Waiting. And patient. But when he saw an opening, he took it. Inch by inch. Until he was fully seated inside Dean's warmth. He waited there for a moment or two to adjust.

"There you are. There's my good Dean-" he said with fondness as he began to just move his hips. Just slightly. "It's okay. You're safe with me. I've got you. I'm going to give you everything your body and heart wants. Maybe even more."

Sexy Santa Tidings : Dean x Dell

@askbigbrolucifer

"Ho-Ho-Ho" Dell said with a robust little chuckle on the end of it. Avery had to keep his eyes from rolling in the back of his head because Dell had been doing that all evening but it was keeping him from offering body shots in the midst of a brisk evening so Avery wasn't going to complain.

Indeed, Dell was in his element. Bottom half bedecked in red velvet that was slightly form fitting (to say the least) with an obviously fake beard and an exposed upper torso. He lounged on a sleigh that he'd made himself and was offering 'Pictures with Santa' for five bucks a pop. Ten for naughty ones.

The money was for charity, but Dell was definitely taking it the extra mile. There was even a nearby plate of cookies that patrons were passing by and munching on.

And when Dean walked in, Dell gave him finger guns. "Welcome to Daddy's Bar! Merry early Christmas!" He put on a bit of bravado to hide the fact that somebody definitely wearing his face had just walked through the door. Not that Dean knew it yet. The beard was obviously hiding Dell's identity for the moment.

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@touchofsomething

Of course, Dell was the spoiled sort so it wasn't as big a deal to him. He hadn't missed it that much, though it would be nice when cherry pie looked like cherry pie again. And he did have an insane amount of curiosity as to whether his fridge was actually aqua colored or not.

Dell took the hand that slipped into his own and squeezed back. Let Abram process his feelings, even here in the steam of the room. He felt good about the sweetness of giving Abram something he'd always longed for, even if a name hadn't been there for it. It helped the bitter ebb away of a thing he could never not know about himself ever again.

But then- if Abram had been in the dark, Dell wouldn't be feeling their bodies pressed together. Feel his husky breath. The touch of his lips. Not to mention those hips. That cock. That curiosity about pleasure.

"Well-" Dell said. He ran his hand along Abram's cheek slowly. "I can't tell anybody else what's right or wrong, you know. I will say I've always cared for you- even if I couldn't express it up until now. I say while we figure things out, let's just be who we are. Spend some time together. The universe always has a way of working things out, huh-"

Dell sounded sure of it but he wasn't exactly sure of what would happen next. Not with color at least in this room of the universe. Luckily, it hadn't really been used in the show much. And the episode it was in had already happened.

"You are a good man. Never doubt that. Not for a single moment-" he said as he kissed the other now. Softly. "Okay? We should probably get out of this room too before we lose a hundred pounds in water weight, huh?" Dell said but he didn't move away from Abram. Not one bit.

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He was so curious. So curious and handsome. And now he was tasting cum like it was nothing when maybe an hour and some change ago he’d been nothing but another 50s styled Ken doll right off the line.

But of course, Dell had always kinda had that effect on guys. Still, he was sure he’d broken a rule of some kind. But he hadn’t had a manual and nobody had told him that he couldn’t *do* things.

And you couldn’t just drop somebody with his libido into a sexless world and have nothing happen. It just wasn’t feasible. So he took comfort in believing this was somebody’s plan.

Dell tilted Abram’s head back softly via his chin. “I don’t think so. It’s only different. And it’s just a bit of color, right?” he said. He didn’t want to stop touching the other. “This is nice. You and me. I mean it too. We got baseball this weekend but let’s plan it. You and me. We could get away to my cabin. Catch some trout, some rays, skinny dip-” he said with a smile.

Not worrying about consequences. If they were there, they would come. But he had enough knowledge. He could set the rules the way he wanted and people deserved more than black and white nothingness at any rate.

“Color” Dell said as he looked around and the brightness took a minute for his eyes to adjust too. It felt like walking into a bright room after so long in the dark and he wondered if maybe this wasn’t some kind of sign. That he had indeed been in the dark so long that now a whole new world was offered to him.

One of color and light and….he turned around to face the other man…and Dell. “All of this is…it’s so new and exciting and terrifying” Abram admitted as he took Dell’s hand and squeezed “but I haven’t felt this alive in a long time, maybe not ever. He pulled the guy closed and kissed him deeply as he still tasted himself on Dell’s tongue.

“What would people say?” he wondered “our wives….do we tell them? Will they know that we’re….Is this right what we’re doing Dell? I want to be a good man still”

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@theking-blackheart-muses

Well, this was nice. He did have a desire to run his fingers through Micah's hair and then tighten the grip until Micah was his, but it was kind of nice not having a guy that would just melt and submit to him.

It just felt- new. And nice. It was nice to still learn and be surprised at his age. Not to mention that it was nice that Micah wasn't ashamed of nudity or coy about it as other lovers had been. And though they were both hung, there didn't seem to be the preoccupation with penetration some lovers had with him.

Not that he was complaining about penetrating another, but again- it was a nice change of pace. Refreshing. And to not have to gauge whether having a goddess would wig the other out. If anything, Micah was less complicated as a lover and friend than anyone else had ever been.

"Hmmm-" Avery replied as he listened, watching how Micah's fingers brushed against his skin. "Well, I will still get much pleasure from you-" he stated as a fact. "I promise I was not hesitant about that."

Avery let out a breath. "I promise. This will take awhile anyways. Your hand is very nicely warm-" he said. "Do you wish for my touch too?" he asked, curious as to how much Micah wanted to be pleasured as well. Technically there was no rule against at least asking.

Or sending some rose petals down by magic to caress the other's back and make the room smell pleasant.

   Avery was a beautiful and handsome man. The two of them had hit off and their conversation and bonding had lead to this very moment. Micah stood naked in front of Avery, Avery was impressive, the male’s body was amazing and a cock a beast which was just like him. Both males were massive and they had come to an understanding and set rules. Micah did not mind those as he slowly walked behind Avery and kissed the male’s neck. 

“You are handsome and perfect. It’s rare I meet someone as close to my size and I want you to feel good this way even if you can’t get pleasure in ways you are normally used to,” he whispered into the male’s ears. Strong hands grabbed the male’s pecs, slowly playing, squeezing and massaging it as he slowly made his way down. Lower and lower as he kept kissing Avery’s neck and shoulders listening, sensing and reading their body’s reaction. 

He wrapped his hand around Avery’s massive length before he slowly started stroking the male. “I am going to make you moan and I don’t want you to cum I say so okay handsome,” he spoke as he slowly stroked Avery, loving how the man felt in his hand. @daddysbarrp​

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@theking-blackheart-muses

Avery had spent a good portion of time now in town but he was a transplant. He'd seen the way it had changed a little, but it hadn't been something he'd been born to naturally.

Avery tilted his head slightly and inclined it into a nod, keeping an eye on Micah. His intense gaze soft and pleasant. "Of course. I want you to feel welcome."

There was a nod and Avery was clearly listening. "Ah. Well welcome home in that case. Herbs and things, hmm? Well, I do like herbs. I actually make all the simple syrup here. We have a good soil for it but if you aren't using hydroponics, you'll wanna make sure you've got the space for them-" Avery said helpfully. Not wanting to assume what kind of magic the other did.

"It's changed a little in the past couple of years for sure-" Avery said, a little purr in his throat. "Especially since the big city became unaffordable for so many people who are other."

@theking-blackheart-muses

Daddy's straddled the line between a city bar and a country bar. It worked out a little for a mix of clientele and also skirting the old blue laws that were still on the books some places. But right now it was just one of those slower nights. Which Avery didn't mind but would've driven Dell to the brink of madness.

Avery inclined his head with a little nod and slid the ring away in a nice swift motion. "Do you have a certain kind of beer pleasure? We do tap, draft, and some specialty beers. Mexican mostly. That's Dell's specialty. Depends on what you like in a beer-" he noted, setting down a napkin before the man.

"I'm Avery. Welcome to my humble little gay bar. Hope the cold didn't sting you too bad coming in."

Magic or not, Micah would get the same pleasant service everyone got. That was the whole point. Not that Avery didn't ache to know more about him, but he had a very cool and tight locked persona and he wouldn't usually pry out of respect.

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@lcbcshcart

Jim didn't know what to do about the signals. He wasn't as good at this as Dell or even Avery. Avery had always been clear with everyone. Jim was just- Jim. Most guys didn't want him because he a bottom but worst of all- he was clingy. No matter how good the blowjob or how fun the hole- they just wanted to use him and lose him.

And the older he got- the less any of that happened. He hadn't thought about his loneliness much. He hadn't thought much about his life. The more he knew Alec the more he felt that inside of himself. Why hadn't he examined things? He didn't know. Had he been afraid to for fear he'd see that he wasn't even really doing what he wanted?

Or even worse- did he even know what he wanted?

More questions than answers, that was all he seemed to bring up.

Plates were easy though. He was good at plates. He had a deftness of hand and a quiet confidence. Happy to be useful.

"I like the idea of yokai. I'm bigger on say Korean take on foxes in play work myself but between the way they look at the supernatural and the way they present it more in play and oral tradition form rather than books- I like the mystery of it-" Jim spouted off. Just random bits of things he'd learned in his life.

He was amused that Japan was where Alec had chosen to focus considering their absolute lack of werewolf mythology. Probably since they hadn't had proper wolves in a hundred years and some change. Which was a pity.

Jim gave Alec a smile. "I mean, my time is always well spent around you. But what would you like to talk about? I talk alot around you and you deserve better than that-" Jim pointed out. "And if you don't wanna talk, you can always beat me at Scrabble."

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@lcbcshcart

Jim kept finding reasons to stay. Longer and longer stretches of time. He couldn’t say why. It had started with that nightcap and then … and then… and then. He’d found himself in the guest bed last night. He’d spent time wishing he’d even just hear Alec moving about a little. Knowing he was there and hadn’t run out on Jim.

It wasn’t sexual per se (though there was that) but he’d thought- he’d hoped- for a moment- maybe that Alec would’ve spent some time with him. Like that. In the darkness. He couldn’t say why. Why the thought of Alec needing him meant something to him. They’d barely just met and yet- there it was. So it seemed.

“Well, I know-” Jim said with a shrug. “Still. No excuse. I am a guest and I’d hate to think I’d make you uncomfortable in your home or cross a line. Plus, you deserve to have boundaries just like everyone else.”

“There’s some romance in some of those, though. That’s what makes them nice. I like some action movies. There was one made when I was a kid where it was two guys climbing a mountain that was pretty good. And then you’ve got a film like Hot Fuzz where you roll up all the stuff from the genres in one-” he said, trying to be cheerful. And all the time wondering.

There were just some goosebumps on his skin. From where Alec stepped into his bubble. So many little feelings, all tied together. “That sounds nice, I mean- save for leaving your family if it went bad. But I understand. I’ve traveled a little. I went to Japan once and then of course there was the week in Amsterdam I can’t really recall everything from- heh-” he said nervously. He scratched a little at the back of his neck. “I definitely could see more the world. But, you know, adulthood.”

“Should I- should I get plates?”

Boundaries? Something that Alec had set up for many years and people often took them down. Why? because of one thing. Yes, they admire a man such as Alec. Men like him don’t come around so often. From what he is told; he’s a rare find. Although, he sees nothing special in himself. He’s here to make himself average. Just like every other human. Alec believed Jim is different but, of course, he has desires just as the average human does. Often, males think with their other head and it was fine with the wolf. He mentioned sex is just sex to him. Pointless but, there is time he comes across someone of interest and explain himself. Only for it to be ignored and find himself in their place or his own, with them by his side in bed. Annoying.

“Plates are in the upper left cabinet from the stove.” Pointing out. “Japan was an interesting experience. Got to read a lot of their folklore. I keep tellin’ people it’s a different world compared to many other countries.” Getting out more eggs for their meal, that has turned burned black. This time, being slow but rushing enough to make their meals quickly. Bacon on a high flame but monitoring them. 

An annoying thought came to mind. Even after explaining his preference, there was this ticking and annoying thought he should just throw out his values. After all, humans are the same. You meet someone nice; they talk with you; you invite them in, and they get the idea it’s an open invitation to sex. Yeah. Common occurrence. Maybe if the human behaves well enough, Alec will reward them. What would he gain from it other than a friendship from it? Doesn’t matter. Alec pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind for now.

“If you like, after breakfast, we can talk some more about your travels. Or whatever movie you wanna talk about. I have most of the day free until I have to go to work tonight. Boss wants me to cover a night shift for someone.” Remembering an offer that was given to him about more hours but, lied about his boss forcing Alec to take on a job. It was up to the human what he wants to do with all that free time. “I don’t mind either way. You’re the guest, and I want to make sure your time is well spent.”

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@lcbcshcart

What is a bar for? Jim supposed if you asked Dell or Avery or himself, there'd be three different answers. One believes in party and anonymity and one believes in community and safety. What does Jim believe in? It's hard to say anymore. He'd never been idealistic about it but then he'd never enjoyed a hectic pace either. He just was- sort of there. Mostly for good.

"I suppose we have our regulars and the other owners. I see them because we live together but besides the occasional glassblowing class, I mostly just keep to my routine. I dunno- I opened the bar and it was nice. And it is nice. But- it just is - what I do and who I am. Gives people a place to come to feel safe. That's nice-" he settled on. Slightly bothered by the fact that he didn't actually have an answer to any of that.

He wondered if he was any of the regular's favorite bartender. He wasn't flashy or stoic. Did anyone really *need* him?

Jim gave a little bow and a nod. "Thank you. The world needs sensitive souls, I'd say-" he said, not wearing it as a badge of pride but not denying it. There didn't seem a point to that.

"I like my tea. I do some art classes. But yeah I haven't joined like a gay bowling league or done rugby or anything-" he said with a shrug. "Never really is my thing."

"I'll be here a few more days. It's my vacation anyways. It'll be nice to get away. There's supposed to be a hot tub out back I'll have to try but with the sparse conditions inside- I uhh won't be holding my breath about that-" he said and he wasn't disappointed but there was a bit of playfulness to his tone. If you couldn't laugh about the little things, you'd cry. That was for sure.

"No, if you have to work I understand. But you should- you know- I'm here. You can always come over if you'd like-" he offered. Not sure what to say and wanting to respect the other's job but enjoying the company immensely.

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@lcbcshcart

Alec was probably the most handsome man Jim had ever since and certainly the most interesting. Though he wasn’t the first naked man Jim had ever seen, not even outdoors. Still, Jim didn’t usually push and couldn’t see a reason why he’d push now. Though obviously there were implications regarding nightcaps, he himself would let Alec take the lead on how comfortable he’d been with anything beyond a drink.

Jim thought for a moment as he poured something nice and then nodded with a smile. “I do. Actually, I’ve worked it out with Avery and Dell so that I tend to have the early afternoon shift. Not as busy, slightly more social. Gives me time to actually get to know my customers and provide something beyond rushed service. It’s quite nice and gives me time to drink tea and read on occasion.”

“I’m sorry. Pain is already hard enough as it is. To have a high tolerance would be- scary- I think. Or maybe I’m just a sensitive soul-” he said thoughtfully. “But it does make sense for werewolves. And maybe your work in general that it’s a good thing.”

“You get out of community what you put into it-” Jim replied to the thought, settling in now and motioning to make sure they were both sitting and comfortable. Not that there were so many places to sit but it was- nice. This was nice. “And if all you want is a body shot and sex, there’s a place for that sure. But eventually guys want more. It’s just getting to that point.”

“I mean-” Jim said with a little chuckle. “I think tonight was the most adventure I’ve ever had. I don’t know if I’d call myself adventurous. But a board game can be nice, you know? It can be competitive or a nice way to just pass the time-” he offered. Obviously wanting to find reasons for Alec to linger.

Though other reasons he could think of would be applicable but it didn’t seem Alec was interested in him in that way. Or perhaps Alec was heartbroken. Or shy. He didn’t know but he wasn’t in a rush. He’d find out- maybe.

Exclusion from any community isn’t a rare occurrence. Alec does that to himself. Asking what is it like to be in a community known for their sexual identities, he never gave it thought to be part of it. In fact, he stays away from it. Humans judge one another too much. Unlike his own kind. Monsters. They all know where they come from, unlike humans. Everyone has a different back story. Monsters on the hand, they have no clue what their origins are. They simply exist. A bar to be used to get to get acquainted with a community is an excellent way to meet new people but, for Alec, they often avoid an FBI agent. There are times he gets the daredevils. The ones who actually want to get into bed with a federal agent just to see what the hype is all about.

“Seems to me you already have your group of people to associate with. You make the bar life seem… Relaxed. My line of work always has me working with new people every day. The only people I see on a daily are my members. The people that work with me.” Familiar faces with families of their own. Meanwhile, Alec tends to himself. Something he’s used to. He’s been looking after himself since leaving his father’s pack. 

“If you ask me, you have a sensitive soul. I can tell.” A human such as Jim screams sensitive soul. Maybe misguided? From learning about these two other people, he’s mixed with the wrong people. Jim stands out from the crowd. It’s a repeating occurrence with people like this one human. Unfortunately, people like Jim are often victims of abuse, torture, manipulation, and often victims of murder. The realization steps in: people like Jim are often the ones who need to be protected. Was tonight’s events more than a coincidence? Maybe. Maybe Jim needs a werewolf in his life. As a protector.

“You don’t get out often, do you?” Offering the question. “You seem like the guy who likes to stay home, play the board games, and hide behind a book. No shame in that.” A rub to the back of the head followed. “I kind of do the same thing but, being an FBI agent often gets you out of the house and forces you to look at some… Unpleasant scenes.” A chill quickly travels over Alec’s backside. “You gonna stay here for a while? I would stay longer but I got work soon.”

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@galahadsboy

Avery let out a little breath and pushed deep into the other, moving so his forehead laid atop Gawain's own. "Do not let me hurt you, my beautiful knight. I've -so rarely I've been with one I could call my own. Be my own-" he said he begged it, confirming that he would claim the other.

And then he began to fuck him. Deep. Barely backing out and thrusting in. Not wanting an inch to be out of place. He kept the forehead pressed against the other and the hay in the bed on the bottom shifted beneath them from how the thrusts moved and shivered.

"Gawain- Gawain- Gawain- mine- my lover- beautiful Gawain-" he said, like a ritual prayer and a chant. The room was filled with the sounds of Avery breeding the other. Not filling him with his essence quite yet but as he lost inhibitions and as the room filled with the heat and sweat of them - it did feel like the most beautiful and indecent sort of merging.

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@galahadsboy

Avery’s breath was stilled and then let out all at once in a gentle groan. He was so appreciative of the knight. There were so few that looked on him and desired him that he desired back. He had to guard his heart, almost as much as guarding his tavern from bandits.

But this felt so wonderful. So pleasant. And not just because Gawain opened for him. Gawain took his pleasure deep within himself. God, how Avery ached.

He felt almost human now again instead of just a piece of furniture for others to use.

“You are altogether beautiful, Gawain-” Avery gasped. “There is no flaw in you.”

He could not contain himself. He slowly began to thrust, gently at first, and then less so. He knew soon he’d lose control but he was trying so hard to be good. To be the gentleman that the good knight deserved.

Gawain moaned as Avery started to thrust, he could feel the other man slowly loosing that control that he had put up all night. Gawain moaned gripping onto the Tavernkeepers back as he was pushed into the bed by the other mans thrusts.

“You don’t need to keep control Avery. Show me the real you. Show me the what you really want” he moaned pushing back. “I’m yours so claim me” he said as he pulled the other deeper in with his legs.

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@theking-blackheart-muses

Daddy's straddled the line between a city bar and a country bar. It worked out a little for a mix of clientele and also skirting the old blue laws that were still on the books some places. But right now it was just one of those slower nights. Which Avery didn't mind but would've driven Dell to the brink of madness.

Avery inclined his head with a little nod and slid the ring away in a nice swift motion. "Do you have a certain kind of beer pleasure? We do tap, draft, and some specialty beers. Mexican mostly. That's Dell's specialty. Depends on what you like in a beer-" he noted, setting down a napkin before the man.

"I'm Avery. Welcome to my humble little gay bar. Hope the cold didn't sting you too bad coming in."

Magic or not, Micah would get the same pleasant service everyone got. That was the whole point. Not that Avery didn't ache to know more about him, but he had a very cool and tight locked persona and he wouldn't usually pry out of respect.

Divine Calling: Avery x Micah

@theking-blackheart-muses

Avery spun the ring a little bit on the bartop. He was thoughtful about it. A pure silver ring was pretty rare in this day and age but this one in particular had been flung across the bar during a particularly bad lovers spat. And now both of them had been banned from the bar and it was getting on in the evening enough that he was just biding time for last call.

It did seem a shame not to send the ring back to its owner. He could do a little divining spell, goddess willing. Though he was a little rusty on such things.

He could still smell the scent of snow from outside when the door opened to the bar. The man had a magical aura. You'd have had to been blind not to see it. Well, most were. Just not him. Even it was impolite to peek.

"Welcome to Daddy's. What can I help you with?"

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@icecoldreactor

Jim gave Tony a smile. "That's very nice of them. And accurate-" he noted, not being overly confident but just honest. "And that's always what we've aimed for anyways."

Jim barely gave a flicker of recognition to the idea that Tony was flirting with him. If he was, great, but Jim was very nonchalant about that sort of thing. Dell always hopped to and Avery just plain wasn't good at the whole flirting thing. So Jim thought he struck a nice balance.

"Since we opened. I own the place partially so it's not just work. It's also home a little bit. And that's the whole point. You did just miss our blacklight ping pong tournament but the crowd did get a little boisterous."

You know, come to think of it, for all your adventuring, I don't ever think I've heard about or seen you in a proper bar, Mr. Stark. Honored that you chose are. Now what can I interest you in as one of its humble purveyors?

“I don’t make a habit of it. At least, not in public places, anymore.” Tony’s drunken days were far behind him but it didn’t mean he was against a few drinks here and there. Resting one arm on the bar he brought his glass to his lips, giving a happy purr as he drank the whiskey. “-besides, I’ve heard a lot about this place. I’m in between meetings right now, so I thought I’d spare a few minutes to check it out.”

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@askbigbrolucifer

Avery wasn't really into self denial and so he didn't dissuade Dean from that line of thought. "Not so bad, though. I wouldn't think. You've traveled a lot, hmm? Sometimes a body knows when it's time to stop. And just- stay- awhile-" he offered. Not non-committal. Obviously invested. But ultimately happy to leave the choice up to Dean about what he did with his life.

Dean was very good at opening up for him. He didn't have to move around too much or chase too much. He wasn't bashful not overeager but he did have a very quiet confidence. Avery was glad that though he had a larger member, Dean didn't seem afraid. Wasn't trying so hard to play it cool and was truly letting Avery steer the way this went.

At least, that's how it seemed to him.

Avery couldn't help but chuckle just very lightly under his breath. "It's temporary. I'll be back on top soon enough-" he promised, as if answering a question rather than a whine.

Avery was a little too far to cup Dean's cheek now but as he kept pushing in, his hand slid along Dean's skin. "You are special, though. I'm giving all due reverence to one receiving my bounty-" he observed. He continued pushing in, feeling Dean's body respond until he was notched in more than halfway.

He only paused in order to lean back down again, arms going under Dean's head. "Legs on my hips, hmm?" he said. Not quite an order but not quite a suggestion. "You want to be fucked so badly, don't you? By me?"

Sexy Santa Tidings : Dean x Dell

@askbigbrolucifer

"Ho-Ho-Ho" Dell said with a robust little chuckle on the end of it. Avery had to keep his eyes from rolling in the back of his head because Dell had been doing that all evening but it was keeping him from offering body shots in the midst of a brisk evening so Avery wasn't going to complain.

Indeed, Dell was in his element. Bottom half bedecked in red velvet that was slightly form fitting (to say the least) with an obviously fake beard and an exposed upper torso. He lounged on a sleigh that he'd made himself and was offering 'Pictures with Santa' for five bucks a pop. Ten for naughty ones.

The money was for charity, but Dell was definitely taking it the extra mile. There was even a nearby plate of cookies that patrons were passing by and munching on.

And when Dean walked in, Dell gave him finger guns. "Welcome to Daddy's Bar! Merry early Christmas!" He put on a bit of bravado to hide the fact that somebody definitely wearing his face had just walked through the door. Not that Dean knew it yet. The beard was obviously hiding Dell's identity for the moment.

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@askbigbrolucifer

"No?" Avery didn't bother to hide his delight. "You like me that much already? I like you very much, Dean-" he said. He couldn't take his eyes off the other. "If you want to stay, you should. I want you too. Even if I snore. I don't think I do, but you tell me or bap me with a pillow. Unless of course we wear each other out and we both snore-" he said, teasing a little. Enjoying the time. The foreplay. The romance.

"Mmm- I like both. Once I know you can take me, I'll go harder. But at first I wanna make sure you have a good time too, you know? Working with a bit of a weapon here of my own-" he said, not to brag but just being aware of lovers. Being aware of even for people who had bottomed a ton, sometimes he was too much.

And he was so hard for Dean even now. Record hard.

Every time Dean's body shivered and moaned and bucked into his own, he was right there. For every bit of it and relishing all the work he could do and all the work left to be done. There was no way to not leave a hickey. There was no reason not to either.

Avery breathed out, his lips just brushing against Dean's as he fingered the other. Letting his hole slowly get pliable and feel the warmth of his fingers. Only moving them away to find massage oil with a bit of a heating property (which worked better than lube and was often more water based and safer).

His hips bucked in rhythm with Dean's as he worked his fingers in, his hard cock sliding along Dean's stomach, trapped between them, until he felt Dean open enough for him. Or at least the start.

He didn't want to move upwards but he did move up to sitting. Just on his knees. He looked down at Dean.

"You are a gift-" he said in admiration as his hard cock head finally lined up with Dean's hole. He lubed his cock and began to slide the head inside of Dean. "Oh fuck. Wow-" he said in admiration. He'd never felt someone seemingly so made for his cock. Even being tight, he could feel it already.

Sexy Santa Tidings : Dean x Dell

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"Ho-Ho-Ho" Dell said with a robust little chuckle on the end of it. Avery had to keep his eyes from rolling in the back of his head because Dell had been doing that all evening but it was keeping him from offering body shots in the midst of a brisk evening so Avery wasn't going to complain.

Indeed, Dell was in his element. Bottom half bedecked in red velvet that was slightly form fitting (to say the least) with an obviously fake beard and an exposed upper torso. He lounged on a sleigh that he'd made himself and was offering 'Pictures with Santa' for five bucks a pop. Ten for naughty ones.

The money was for charity, but Dell was definitely taking it the extra mile. There was even a nearby plate of cookies that patrons were passing by and munching on.

And when Dean walked in, Dell gave him finger guns. "Welcome to Daddy's Bar! Merry early Christmas!" He put on a bit of bravado to hide the fact that somebody definitely wearing his face had just walked through the door. Not that Dean knew it yet. The beard was obviously hiding Dell's identity for the moment.

[daddysbarrp]

@thekingswench

"I live on the end of the street. If you're in the neighborhood, you were driving to come here-" Avery pointed out, though not in admonishment. More just as that was how distance worked. As he flumped down on the couch next to the other, his shirt rode up slightly and exposed just a hint of a pleasant physique. "And it's not like I lock my pantry."

As Wade stole another spoonful, Avery took the bowl out from under him and began picking at the top layer of crunch. It was overly sweet, but the cinnamon was a nice touch.

Avery probably smelled like a gross mixture of booze to, would be his guess.

"It was on sale-" he protested slightly, but it was kind of cute. Though little cereal boxes with faces on it were a little off-putting. Still, there was little at 3 am that was better than a nice bowl of cereal at home.

Avery gave a little grunt. "Started out fine, busy night-" he said with a sigh. "Had to call the cops. I hate having the cops in the bar. You just know they're looking to make trouble."

Pseudo Roommate - Avery and Wade

@thekingswench

Avery sighed and looked down on the couch as he took off his jacket.

"Is that my cinnamon toast crunch you're eating, Wade?" He quirked his brow at the other. Not that it wasn't a pretty sight with him on the couch as he was. But still, you couldn't give an inch to Wade and if you wanted to be *technical* about it, Wade was a houseguest.

If you wanted to be less than technical, sometimes Avery would come home from work at 3 am and Wade would already somehow be in his home.

[daddysbarrp]

Divine Calling: Avery x Micah

@theking-blackheart-muses

Avery spun the ring a little bit on the bartop. He was thoughtful about it. A pure silver ring was pretty rare in this day and age but this one in particular had been flung across the bar during a particularly bad lovers spat. And now both of them had been banned from the bar and it was getting on in the evening enough that he was just biding time for last call.

It did seem a shame not to send the ring back to its owner. He could do a little divining spell, goddess willing. Though he was a little rusty on such things.

He could still smell the scent of snow from outside when the door opened to the bar. The man had a magical aura. You'd have had to been blind not to see it. Well, most were. Just not him. Even it was impolite to peek.

"Welcome to Daddy's. What can I help you with?"

[daddysbarrp]

A Little Bit of a Thriller - Dell and Matthias

@thekingswench

He walked around the bookstore dejectedly, miserably. He'd been in the raffle to get tickets to the reading and he hadn't been able to get in. Not even the smell of Cinnabon eased his heartache.

Anybody that knew Dell knew besides bartending, he had two passions in life. Well, at least that you could speak about in public. Werewolves and crime novels. Especially since he'd picked up his first one of Matthias Hall's novels all that time ago.

He flipped the back of a well-known book and read the back cover that he already knew.

"Johnny Case was in South Africa for a festival..." he murmured low to himself. This was one of the ones he'd read a couple of times but wasn't one of the ones he knew every line of by heart. He just wished he'd gotten a chance to ask Matthias about his work. To be in his presence.

Hell, buy him a drink if he'd like in thanks for the hours of amusement Dell had gotten from his work.

He was so caught up in the moment, he hadn't noticed that somebody was watching him.