#chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

[weare-trueromance]

Losing It

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

Peter had never expected to do porn. Butt he wasn't small, his cock easily eight inches and thick. People loved watching him cum. The masked young man who would moan his top contributors usernames or even real names as he came.

Sometimes he would do live shows too, where he would do what was suggested of him, though he never touched his ass.

'A lot of you have asked why I don't finger my hole, or put anything inside of myself. And the answer is quite simple. I'm turning twenty one tomorrow, and I was waiting. Waiting for a hot daddy to breed my hole for the first time one camera. Now you would be waring a mask as you know. Many of you in the area have put in your usernames and cock pics to be chosen.'

He was stroking himself as he did this live show.

"I put the usernames of those whose cocks are worthy into this 'wheel of fortune' style site."

The wheel popped up on the screen.

He was close to cuming. The wheel stopped on a username, and he cried out that name just as he reached climax, shooting his massive load all over his chest.

He panted as he stroked himself through his release.

"I have your email...be looking for my message so we can meet up to film."

[spiritusmuses]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

She had been sweet on Street for a while. Aubree really had tried to avoid this at all costs, but when you served your husband divorce papers you couldn't stay. Aubree had her car packed long before the papers were served. She picked her little one up from school and told her they were going to go visit a friend. Aubree pulled up to Street's place and just needed a couch to crash on until she got on her own feet. Knocking she smiled seeing him. "Hope we're not interrupting your afternoon. Can we talk?"

[legendaryart3mis]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

Leila was slightly excited for the opportunity to be a Liaison with the LAPD. They had a case that seemed to match the MO back in her home country and as high profile as it was they figured it would be best to send over a detective constable to see if they were related and help.

The plane landed in the morning and gave Leila enough time to stop by her hotel before making her way to the headquarters building of LAPD SWAT. After grabbing a visitor's pass she was escorted to one of the waiting rooms by Commander Hicks and told to wait for someone. Eventually that someone came through the door. "Hello, I'm Detective Constable Leila Hussain, Nottinghamshire Police Service." She spoke, giving Luca a big smile. "I look forward to working with all of you guys, one of the premiere police tactical teams across the world."

[sinfulneverlcnd]

OPEN STARTER: @chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet LOCATION: Luca's Apartment TIME: Twilight // Early Winter CHARACTERS:  Willow Hale && Dom Luca VERSE: S.W.A.T

"He needs you, it's bad, Will..."

Streets voice cut through the line, the pain in his words breaking her heart. She took one look at her date, a man whose last name was lost on her, fumbled an apology and darted out. The restaurant was only a few blocks away from his apartment, and she ran to him. The cold whipping at her small body, the heels clicking on uneven ground until she reached the elevator in the lobby of his building, her heart pounding as she waited for it to go up. The key to his door already in her hand. Willow didn't bother knocking, flinging the hard wood open. The room was dark, it took a moment for her eyes to adjust, feeling her way through the room until she found him sprawled out on the couch. His large frame too big for the two seater, a bottle of beer beginning to slip from his fingers.

Panic bloomed in her chest, tears welling in her eyes as she kicked the door closed and ran to his side. Dropping to her knees, a small hand brushing against his cheek, cupping his face. "Dom? Dom... what happened? Talk to me..." Her voice soft and gentle, concern overshadowing anything else. Tears welling in her eyes as she tried to get him to focus on her...

[darkjediiisms]

Erin wished she could change the past, wished that she could prevent herself from being forced into being a dirty cop. Not only had she gotten one of her best friends killed because of it, she also had been shot and now after her initial trial she was luckily placed into witness protection instead of doing jail time as she had been forced into it. Now she was waiting in the courthouse, still in her jail jumpsuit unfortunately. Erin hadn’t been given a chance to change, she was told that she’d be able to once her new protection detail came. She soon saw a SWAT officer coming to get her with the rest of the team a short distance behind. 

“I get an entire SWAT team to protect me how generous.” She commented, her voice light. She knew why she was in protective custody, the crime family would surely be after her so she couldn’t testify against the other members of the Derian Crime Family, but she didn’t have to like being in witness protection. “I’d introduce myself but I’m sure the entire department has heard my name by now and how I disgraced the badge.” She sighed, almost apologetic sounding.

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

[officercarlitosreyes]

Hey, I would love to rp with you

Hey! I would love to rp with you as well! I'll send you a DM.

[lcstinfantasy]

👻୧‿︵‿︵ just fucking around !

( bondage ) our muses are playing around with bondage; cuffs, blindfolds, etc. feel free to specify what.

With Luca 😉

👻୧‿︵‿︵ just fucking around !

"i swear if you leave me handcuffed to your bed, i will make you regret it." she playfully threatens as the cuff snaps into place around her wrist and then the headboard. brown eyes fluttering to meet his blue ones. she trusted him, plus she might know a few tricks of slipping out of cuffs. she tugs slightly at them cause she just wants to touch but that was the whole point of the cuffs. "just what are you going to do to me?" her tone turns seductive as she gently bites at her bottom lip and looks at him from under her lashes.

[hellfireconcert]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

Eddie was honestly surprised he had kept the card the cop had given him, but he had and here he was calling the number from a payphone in the middle of the night. “H-hey, cop guy? You said I could call you if I n-needed help, it’s Eddie Munson.”

[imperialxpilot]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

Tamara had just been running to the bank to withdraw some money. it shouldn’t have taken long, unfortunately she picked the wrong time to come. As she was standing in line she had noticed a few people discreetly come into the bank, putting on masks before they hit the security cameras, fortunately or unfortunately Tamara saw that least some of their faces before they his them. The robbers said that they weren’t going to hurt anyone in the bank but when the police turned up they started killing the hostages. Eventually Tamara was one of two hostages left and not having but a few hundred dollars more than they had come in with the bank robbers were not happy and knew they had to get away. When the SWAT team ended up breaching the bank forcing the robbers hand at needing to escape the shot at both the other hostages critically injuring the bank teller but narrowly missing Tamara.

The next few moments were a daze to her, she didn’t know how to react, this had never happened to her before, nothing like this had happened to her before. Still dazed she saw a figure making their way to her, not realizing it was help. “N-No Stay away from me....please!” She begged, trying to scramble away from the figure. “I-I don’t wanna die.”

[matty-1-monopoly]

Bottoms Up

James and Matt were having drinks at the bar, it had been a long week and the two were commiserating over their experiences. Matt had his short trimmed blonde hair and James had dark shaggy locks of his own. Matt wearing a pair of blue jeans with a dark shirt and loose jacket while James was wearing alight sweater with a red shirt underneath and dark pants. The two signaling the bartender for two more drinks but just as Matt was waving for the attention of the bartender he noticed one woman who seemed to be at the bar by herself. He didn’t think much more of it and didn’t try to let his attention be known as he focused back on relaxing and chatting the evening away with his friend.  

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

[createdbymightyscissors]

ros leaned against the polished wooden bar, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes as she toyed with the rim of her cocktail glass. Across from her, charlie sat perched on a stool. the dimly lit ambiance of the bar provided the perfect backdrop for their banter, the low murmur of conversation mingling with the soft strains of music in the background.

with a flick of her hair, ros leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "ive always believed that the best cocktails are made with a little bit of charm and a whole lot of attitude," she teased, a playful grin spreading across her face. "and if you're willing to indulge me, I think we could whip up something truly unforgettable together."

[eternalblondie]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

It was an exciting day for Steve. His dream to become SWAT was so close to become reality. Through his years of service he was one of the few highly decorated officers in his field. He hoped that would help him with the selection process. Though the group of trainees he was apart of looked quite experienced and skilled. But Steve knew he had what it takes to be a part of the SWAT team. He felt a little nervous when he had to share his expirience with the rest of the trainees when he was asked by the SWAT officer.

"My name is Steve Trevor. After graduating I joined the United States Air Force. Five years into my service I was honored the be promoted to Captain. But my services were needed else where so I was moved to the United States Army Air Forces. I also had the chance to work with CIA. Though I can't discuss that."

[reiignonme-moving]

[ 📝 ] @chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet — continued.

"I don't know what the hell she wants from me. When all I do is give her everything I've got and she goes and does this?" Luca vented, unable to keep his composure any longer. "She goes and screws around with a guy, not even just one guy, but several guys. Am I that stupid to think that she cared about us as much as I did?"

[ 📝 ] — 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 to give a smile of sympathy and to hold her tongue. 'I told you so', probably wouldn't go down well right at this moment. ❛ I'm sorry, Luca, that ... sucks. Pun definitely not intended. I hope you've broken up with her, though? I already told you many times she didn't deserve you. She never did. ❜

[thereallordphoenix]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

A groan vibrated from the older man's chest and throat as he worked expertly at getting Bruno worked up until he was a mess, but a few times he almost lost his rhythm as he felt his cock going deeper and deeper into Bruno's mouth.

When he was satisfied with the lubrication that the blonde's saliva provided to his ass and his own provided to the other's penis, Bruno left his boyfriend's face and went towards his hip, sitting on his cock and riding quickly.

[ragewithinthestorm]

@chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet

Scarlet had been living in LA around a month now, she was still adapting to the new environment, a new life away from the protection of her father following her kidnapping, she needed to breathe. Most of the first month was spent hiding inside her apartment, getting an LA gun license and walking her dog. She’d looked around for a gym that seemed safe enough, working out made her feel safe. She’d found a gym that seemed safe enough, she read that cops tended to work out there so she figured that meant it would be safer, even though the cops had failed her back home. As expected the gym was filled with older men and they kept looking at her, which wasn’t surprising considering her fire truck red hair and fairly muscular appearance for a young woman in a mostly male location, though she had to admit some of the older guys were cute. 

She had been a few times now and had her routine figured out, she was working on her lifting with a barbell when a creep who had been watching her the whole time she had been there came up real close behind her, “hey too close.” He didn’t listen and touched her ass, “Hey!” She dropped the barbell, turned around punched him square in the face, hearing his nose break, the lights flickered as her anger spiked. “Don’t you ever touch me, next time I’ll castrate you.” As the guy stumbled into the locker room to tend to his nose, he was yelling something about her eyes being black, saying she was a demon.

Scarlet wiped his blood from her knuckles onto her leggings before returning to her workout, though she seemed a little upset. When she was finished up she left around ten minutes before the cops that were there, but she ended up sitting on the ground with her back against her bike, head buried in her knees.

[isabellariverarp]

"Let's go get hot chocolate then go for a walk?"

"Well it's a little too hot for hot chocolate but I'll definitely go for that walk and if we cross a daiquiri stand so be it," chuckling she linked her arm with Luca's and started walking. Izzie was so used to being a loner and never really getting serious with anyone but being on Luca's arm made her feel comfortable, even a little safe.

As Izzie and Luca walked down the sidewalk listening to the music playing in the streets and smelling all the food coming from the food trucks Izzie began to reminisce about her time in Brazil and in the Philippines, pulling away just slightly she turned herself into a spin then back next to Luca's side. "Have you done a lot of traveling?"