#misaligncd

[lemonadecabaret]

🍋 closed starter for @misaligncd

It wasn't the first night that Gideon had found sleep an elusive creature; just one of many since that first night he'd coaxed his best friend's darling little daughter into letting him cum in her pretty little cunt. A part of him had known what the outcome would be; all good things inevitably became an addiction to him. Still, he'd at least played at being a decent fellow since then. He hadn't called her phone; he hadn't tracked her down or used his sweet words to cajole her into his lap again. Perhaps it would have been better for them both if he had — because ruminating had only made the hunger worse.

When fucking his newest wife, Dove was all he could think of. Her pretty blonde hair, those wide doe eyes. The memory of her generous tits and the feel of her wrapped around his cock like a vice made a mockery of the woman he'd married, a cold and pencil-thin shrew. Truth be told, the thrill of the conquest of having Christine had faded even before he'd fucked the younger girl, now there was nothing left of the marriage bed but cinders and ash. Divorce number four was already in the works and his dear friend was stupid enough to think that Gideon was grieving over it while he stayed in their home.

"Dovey —" His voice, though pleasant, was thick with hunger and the burn of liquor once the object of his many fantasies waltzed into the dimly lit kitchen. Her father had already called it a night hours ago, leaving the man with a fine bottle of scotch and his many sordid thoughts. "Can't sleep, darling?" Gideon was already pouring himself another glass. "You know, I didn't get the opportunity to say how glad I am that your father convinced you to stay."

[exsanguinatc]

@misaligncd said: Do you know what passion is? - for Cody & Elijah

Possessive and competitive love meme (accepting)

Cody didn't answer for a long time, eyes cast down and staring at nothing. Is that what he thought of her? Maybe it wasn't so far off. The dhampire was closed off to a fault. She had more interactions with her customers over the internet than she did with real people, and none of those meant anything. They were just a way to survive. They never made her feel anything. Nothing did. Sometimes she worried that nothing could. Maybe something within her was too broken, too stunted, to feel anything, least of all something as real and raw as passion was...and the thought terrified her. She didn't want to be numb. "Show me." She said softly before she looked up at Elijah and stepped closer to him with the shadow of fear in her eyes. Desperation. She needed to feel passion. Or anything. "Please. Please just...show me."

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @misaligncd

"don't think i'm taking this ride with you happily, sweetheart. i'm not fond of rain and you're too nice to a lady who doesn't like you, that's all."

[gracland]

closed starter for @misaligncd / plot linked in source muse: sophie marlowe ( margaret qualley. twenty eight. journalist. )

she huffed out a frustrated sigh, "i don't know what more proof do you need. it's all right there." pointing at the coffee table, there laid half a dozen different pregnancy tests, all glaringly positive. "believe me, i didn't ask for this." sophie ran a hand through her dark brown tresses, the circles around her eyes so dark from barely getting a wink of sleep since she found out she was with child. with the person she was divorcing from. "what are you thinking?"

[attitvdes]

starter for ﹕@misaligncd

plotline ﹕here

muse ﹕alexander wicke

the fear on her features fueled his arousal, causing a smirk to form on his lips, his cock hard beneath the unyielding fabric of his jeans. alexander popped the button and unzipped the zipper, the teeth of it sounding like an echo throughout the cheap hotel room, while his gaze was locked on his masterpiece tied to the bed. "such a stupid little girl," he tutted and shook his head while he stalked closer to the bed. getting her there had been way too easy and tying her up even easier with her being that much smaller than himself, alex easily overpowering her. "you girls really have no self preservation skills, do you?" he might work in dealing arms, but there was something about the girl that had lured him in while chatting, and while he had every intention of selling her off, he at least wanted to have his fun first. alex took in the ropes tied around her wrists tied to the headboard above her head, as he tugged on another one that tied her right leg to the footboard. after making sure all the ropes were secured, the man set off unbuttoning his shirt painstakingly slow, wanting to silently reiterate to the girl that he held all the power here. "you're going to make me a pretty penny," he admitted as he moved to straddle her, one hand at the nape of her neck, while he ran his nose up her cheek. "but first... i'm going to use you up like the slut you are."

[wickedlvst]

@misaligncd liked this for a starter // based on (x)

"no, we can't go any further", izzy whined softly, eyes closed as she focused on how good he felt underneath her, sliding through her slick folds, all while maintaining enough self-restraint to keep it this way, to not go further, "i told you we can't actually fuck." there were a multitude of reasons for why they shouldn't even be doing this and the perfect image she was trying so goddamn hard to uphold for her own sake (read: mostly for her parents' sake) was just one of them. "isn't this already nice enough?"

[debaxchery]

for @misaligncd based on ( this ) !

      BETWEEN LIGHTLY GLOSSED LIPS, UNCOMFORTABLE laughter passes. “ no, no one’s ever done that to me before, ” cynthia admits, gazing pointedly down at her interlaced fingers. she’s unable to maintain eye contact while discussing the subject at hand. what might that subject be, you ask ? cunnilingus. or, as the other had called it, eating pussy. it’s not like she’s a virgin. no, cynthia has had a fair amount of sex with members on all stops on the gender spectrum. she’s even gone down on someone herself. it’s just that the favor has never been returned. she’s not too upset about it. though her various female friends extol the wonders of oral sex, she’s convinced that she’s not missing out on too much. after all, how great can it be ? in her humble opinion, it seems like it would simply be too wet and messy. but what does she know ? “ it’s really not that big of a deal. ”

[kyglow]

[ ball ] for dove & rain

[ ball ] — your muse uses a gag on my muse

teetering on the edge of excitement despite trying to mask it as lips were twisted into a coy smirk when he guided the ball towards the person's lips. " open up baby. " he cooed to her seductively with confidence - cockiness present on his features displayed in his mannerisms. " you know i have to admit i've never done this before but i figured why not try it on the woman who has my entire heart. " he admitted although he was certain she knew of his deep affectionate feelings he strongly felt towards her filled with an abundance of love.

" thank you for volunteering baby. daddy is so proud. " winking at her when placing the ball in her mouth as he tied the strap to the back of her head underneath her locks of hair. his hand travelled down her forearm before stopping at her wrist to check if the restraints weren't too loose. " now i hope you're ready for what's coming cause i've had a stressful week and intend to use you as a means to get rid of the stress inside me which means i won't be gentle. " he would then stand up to then position himself behind her.

[ncfaricus]

— starter for: @misaligncd — continued from: here

navy had asked if they could go back to bed and with no intention of leaving her alone to overthink and run, he sat down on the other side of the california king sized bed after placing her on it. the man reached behind his neck and dragged his t-shirt off his muscular frame, his back to her as he tossed it on the floor. he then toed off his boots, before lying down next to her and getting comfortable under the covers, still wearing his jeans. there was still plenty of space between them, but he placed his hand on navy's cheek as he faced her. "you're safe here, blue," he told her, dragging his thumb over her skin before pulling his hand back and closing his hand in a fist in the fabric of the pillow. "we can get you a job at any of the mc's legitimate businesses," he offered, making it clear without as many words that she wouldn't be stripping or fucking for money. "i'll tell you more about that later though. get some rest for now," victor told her and closed his eyes.

[lemonadecabaret]

🍋 Closed Starter for @misaligncd

Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Cherry let out a stilted breath, minty eyes staring at the gilded number on the door as she read it for what felt like the hundredth time. She shouldn't even know his address — she shouldn't even care where he lived. The redhead definitely shouldn't be standing there like a little idiot, contemplating whether or not she would actually knock like there was any universe or reality where the pregnant girl wanted to be invited in. Nimble fingers smoothed over the pretty dress that she wore, delicate and gentle as they passed over her burgeoning stomach. Christ, how she hated herself right now!

Three quick, anxious knocks fell on the door — too fast and too late for her to take back. She was better than this, she knew. The past few days had proven that she could get her life in order; that what he'd done hadn't entirely ruined her. Why then, was Luciano all she'd been able to think about? Even now as she heard his steps on the other side, her heart raced and her adrenaline spiked. Heat flooded her freckled cheeks at the memory of his weight on her body and his whispers in her ear. All she could do was raise the ultrasound pictures like a shield, meeting his gaze in the open light for once.

"I - I can't — I shouldn't..." Cherry couldn't help but stammer. "It's just, they did the anatomy scan and..." Her voice trailed off weakly, lost in the proximity. Lost in looking at him. "A girl — she's a girl."

[exsanguinatc]

closed starter for: @misaligncd

Jae knew exactly what he was doing, and he couldn't have been more thrilled to see it working. He hadn't touched his little treasure since that first night. There had been no resisting it then, but he'd been controlling himself since he'd brought her back with him. Letting her watch as his followers fawned over him that night while he'd made a point of ignoring Alicia had done exactly what he'd hoped. Once she was irritated enough to storm off, he'd given it a few extra minutes. It had been weeks since he'd had her. Letting her stew for five more minutes wouldn't be the end of the world. He dismissed the others once he'd gotten bored enough though, and decided that it was time to collect on all of his hard work. Once they'd all scurried away, he finally made his way to the room he'd given her. Though he knocked on the door, he didn't wait for a response before opening it and finding her pouting. "Dearest, I can't stand seeing you look so unhappy." But he didn't even bother trying to hide his smirk. "What's upsetting you?"

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @misaligncd

"are you afraid, little dove? you look like you're trembling."

[gracland]

closed starter for @misaligncd / plot linked in source muse: noah gallagher ( drew starkey. twenty eight. investment banker. )

"don't stand there and act like you're not happy to see me." noah enjoyed nothing more than to show up at their house unannounced and test their boundaries. "we both know you've been counting down the days for when you'd see me again. now, where's my kiss hello?" he asked, a smirk gracing his features as he leaned against the front door.

[attitvdes]

starter for ﹕@misaligncd.

plotline ﹕here.

muse ﹕maxwell owens.

he stood on his knees between her legs, one hand holding the base of his cock, the other gripping ahold of the flesh of her thigh while looking at her features twist in pleasure with each one of his movements. running the crown through her slick, he let out a deep groan. "mmh, fuck baby... you feel so fucking good," he spoke on a pained moan, fighting the urge to slide lower and straight into her heat. instead he continued to guide himself up and down, using her wetness to slide freely through her folds. every time he rubbed against her clit, he felt her body tighten and with each stroke he wanted in, his hips pushing further forwards. "baby... baby, i can't. i have to put it in," he spoke through clenched teeth, a bead of sweat dripping from the nape of his neck down his back from pure restraint. "you feel too fucking good." his grip on her thigh loosened and he fell forwards, holding himself up on one arm, while his gaze moved from where they were so close to being connected, back up to her face.

[darkwants]

wasn't that always the way with omegas? they swore they were dying and they needed to a knot, that they would perish without it, but lock them up and let them sweat it out and they would come out fine at the end, didn't they? he thought there were studies on the effects of going through heat without a partner on omegas, but ezra wasn't a scientist and he wasn't about to start telling her facts that he might have made up and might just have been his pride talking. after all, what alpha didn't want to hear about how depressed some hot young thing would get if they were bounced up and down on their cock like a toy?

he knew that he shouldn't, but ezra wondered what it would be like to fuck her when she wasn't in heat. she hadn't chosen this, hadn't invited those kind of thoughts, but damn, could you blame a guy for wanting a fuck he remembered? everything was a blur, but he knew it was good because of course it was good, everyone knew an omega's heat was the best sex you could have. that didn't stop him from wanting to know how much it took to make her lose her mind, or if she really moaned as prettily as she did in his memory.

for a moment, ezra thought she could read his mind as she suddenly seemed nervous, only for ezra to end up staring at her in disbelief. "that's the part about this that's bothering you? what's going to happen to my reputation?" sure, he wasn't looking forward to having billie's dad tell him i told you so or any kind of shit he may pull about ezra 'stealing his daughter' and compensation, but he wasn't shaking in his boots about it. he would be annoyed about it, but that wasn't billie's fault.

"listen to me. i don't give a damn about them finding out or what they'll say. they're not important right now and i'll deal with them as i have to." he didn't want her to cry, the idea of her crying over something so stupid simply wasn't tolerable and ezra squeezed her hand back as he watched her. "look at me, okay? those fuckers are just going to have to deal with it and if they say or do anything to be horrible to you, then you tell me."

she knew that the situation wasn't exactly ideal for either of them. that didn't mean that it was going to be bad. they knew each other at least and out of all the men in her father's social circle, he wasn't the worst.

her head tilted at the expression on his face. she shrugged since she knew that maybe he was right," i felt like i was going to lose my mind," she breathed," i don't know how much more of that pain i could have handled." it had been unlike anything she had ever experienced and she prayed that the next heat wouldn't be anything close to it.

everything was still brand new to her but she hoped that they would be able to figure it all out. already she knew that she had taken him by surprise when she reached for his hand. a wave of relief hit her at the contact. she almost didn't hear what he said as he turned so their palms met. his words were like ice water going down her spine," oh god," she breathed," i didn't-i forgot about him."

her eyes widened as she squeezed his hand without thinking," the guys-everyone you know-i'm so sorry." she hadn't thought about how it might impact him, being linked to her. tears were threatening to come out as she wondered just how badly she had ruined things for them," they are going to be horrible-you-you can blame me if they ask what happened, i didn't-i didn't think about how everyone you know will find out, i'm sorry."

[debaxchery]

for @misaligncd based on ( this ) !

      WITH THE WORKDAY NOW OVER, troye finds himself lounging on the oversized sectional in his living room, a football game playing in the background as he absentmindedly scrolls through instagram. soon, he’ll need to get up and fix something for dinner. it’s his night to cook, after all. but for the moment, he’s simply enjoying his downtime. the sound of his roommate’s door being thrown open alerts him to her presence, and he glances up from his phone to say hello. before the words can slip out, though, he takes in her appearance. she’s forgone wearing a bra, obvious by the fact that her perky nipples are poking out against the fabric of her top. that, combined with the fact she’s wearing the shortest shorts known to man, leaves him momentarily speechless. floundering for words, his gaze bounces from her breasts to her hips and finally back up to her face. “ uh. are you cold ? ” he asks, stupidly worried that the temperature of their apartment is the reason behind her firm nipples.