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[inspirxtionxlmuses]

@mxleshxven

“Jay! Jay, hey.” He called out as he jogged to the investigator. Kronos held open a folder and walked closer to the male before he stopped in front of him. “About that case I called you about, a couple things changed since our phone conversation.” Which was just about ten minutes ago. “Turns out the fibers used in the vehicle were registered to the male who owned this vehicle instead.” He took out another picture from within the folder showing the same type of car but a different year. They got lucky. “Think you could take a ride with me and get on that phone of yours to call in a favor?”

[malamcnte]

@mxleshxven gets paris

    “You haven’t been behaving well lately as far as you’ve told me, I think perhaps you need a little more help. A good punishment.” The psychologist tapped his finger against his desk, a smirk growing on his lips. Lukas had always been attracted to him and he was just waiting for the perfect excuse to get his hand on his ass, to get rid of all of his clothes and get him all of for himself. “Now, I want you to pull your pants down, and bend over my table.” He instructed, standing up and circling the boy.

[cxncordia]

@mxleshxven || Summoning

“You were the one calling me?” A scoff came as Alderoth took a step closer. His large figure towered over the little sorcerer on the other side of the altar. The arrogant demon turned around to see the place... it was ordinary, with very little mysticism behind. Most of the men who managed to call upon him were usually great mages, wizards of old, men who had extensive knowledge of the Quabalah, of the old rites and of what really held the Ark of the Covenant.

Not a small and fragile little boy.

“I shall admit, I am both surprised and impressed,” he said with that otherwordly voice of his that made the entire room tremble. His large chest heaved and his muscular frame trembled along with his voice, following the arrogant cackle he let out. In between the pentagram and surrounded by candles he stared at the other. “Do you truly think you, a measly teen with no muscle mass can actually command the Great Demon King?” Another scoff. “I want to see you try.”

[darkerstories]

Closed starter || @mxleshxven

With his nose firmly in a book, Oliver had trusted his feet to take him home. Somehow, however, he had gotten himself turned around and was now quite sure he was in what most would consider to be ‘the bad part of town’.

He turned, shuffling his feet, unsure of where to go. If he could only ask somebody for directions... but who would he ask? Come on now, he told himself sternly. Not everybody here is out to get you. Still wary, he moved closer to the first person he saw, a man who just put down his phone. The closer he got, his nose picked up a strong Alpha scent and he immediately recoiled, lashed by conflicting instincts. On the one hand he smelled delicious and his Omega instincts urged him to ask the Alpha for help. On the other hand... he was a strong Alpha, and the fact made a knot of fear tighten in his stomach.

He couldn’t help it. As soon as the Alpha turned and saw him, Oliver froze, wide eyed, then ducked his head and continued to walk, aiming to just walk past...

[lcstinthespctlight]

[ tied ] 

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  …[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

“I can’t believe I’m letting you do this”, the blonde joked, a wide smile on his lips for just a moment before the bottom lip was pulled between his teeth, biting on it softly as even through all the friendly teasing, his excitement and arousal was no longer able to be hidden. Jasper turned his head, blue eyes trying to find the frame of Benz as he could feel the photographer tighten the restraints he was putting in place. Getting tied up by his friend and lover was a very special kind of sensation; bondage had always been intriguing to Jasper, but with Benz, he knew he could fully trust the other and thus really let go and submit. Not that he had much of a choice anymore, now that his ability to move and get out of here had been vastly limited. “Just promise me this isn’t going to be one of these pranks where you leave and let me stay here alone all weekend”, he mumbled, smirking before he could feel a shiver of arousal run down his spine at the thought of what was actually to come.

[gayfaith]

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[xwolfbonds]

Alone Now

The early morning sky was just a Scott had remembered. The Light blues marred only by the gentle gold of the rising sun. The night’s darkness still lingered at the edge of the sky, hidden just behind the clouds. It was that time when the sun was barely rising and the moon still hung high in the sky its image faint, but its silver exterior still luminous. On any other day, the sounds of the birds chirping their morning songs would have filled Scott with a sense of awe but today was not that day.

It had been an age since Scott had taken in a breath of fresh air. Fresh sea salt sprinkled his tongue with each harsh breath. He had made his way into a small seaside village running from his masters from their slaves and guards, swordmen and spies, anyone who the magistrates could send after him. The young man would rather enjoy the day, sit there at the water’s edge towing the gentle waves while taking in the salty breeze but instead the breeze carried with it the scent of blood and death, of rotting and burning flesh.

The broken mangled bodies of Tevinter mercenaries and sellswords laid sprawled among the moist sandy dunes. Severed limbs and heads piled up in a pool of fresh blood, the flesh was torn from bone, eyes and throats gouged out by fangs and claws. Others laid burnt, by flames and ice and yet others still had no wounds at all. Their bodies were unblemished by claw or steel or spell. Those were the poor sods that still lingered on the battlefield. Their spirits tore asunder by a special type of weapon, a new spin on a knight enchanter’s signature ‘blade.’

Scott clutched his ribs with one hand, fresh blood oozing through his fingers. A patch of white wolf fur on the back of his palm receded back into his skin. He had fought for his life, his freedom. There was no way in hell he was going back to be their prisoner again. Sweat soaked his naked body, his muscles screaming, straining from days of being on the run of fighting and killing. He caught the sound of crunching sand under heavy boots, turning his head in that direction as a jet of flames sprouted from his open palm. “Stay back!” Scott’s vision was blurry, dimming at the edges as more blood poured from his wounds. His eyes transfixed on the hulking figure before him. “I don’t wan…wanna h-hurt you."

[marveltales]

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The previous night had felt like a success, the bar was full of people and yet he managed to hook a guy. He had brought him to the farm, and slept with him. Alexander had had a good night, but mornings were always something he was really active. Leaving the bed side and his guest sleeping in, he put his clothes back on after a quick shower, and left to the field. Picking up one of his guns, he began his morning routing, practicing his aim at a set of old bottles, using a silencer on the weapon to not wake the other up.

Shot after shot after shot, he hit everything. Breaking every bottle on touch until the chamber emptied. He checked for any possible left over and put it back on the holder, beginning to pick it all up.

@mxleshxven 

[boysofcharm]

@mxleshxven

“Well, this is different” Idris remarked, brow raised and keeping his composure as immaculate as possible despite with an arched brow and leaning against one of the door-frames of his rather lovely looking, modern apartment. Wearing just a silk, flowing white robe and no shirt on and a pair of matching white, linen trousers that were tight around his waist both flowed freely down his long legs. His brown eyes taking in the sight not only of Thomas, the man he was expecting to see this evening, but another star among his list of wonderful sugar daddies - Christopher standing next to him. “I’d say this was some kind of coincidence or one of you forgetting which day it is but I assume it’s something more than that. Care to catch me up, hm?”

[milkshcke]

as seen by @mxleshxven

   aphros almost gagged on michael’s cock when malcolm took his head and moved it on the shaft. his hand rested on michael’s balls as he looked up with his baby blues, some groans leaving him as he blew the guy. it’s been a long time since he had been with two guys at the same time, and he wanted to prove that he could take it. both of the guys seemed to be close already, so that was a plus. after he was pulled off and stuffed with malcolm’s guy, he began to please both guys at the same time. his hand following michael’s instruction and jacking him off as he used his mouth to please malcolm. he straddled the guy below him a little to reach the cock better, never stopping his motions. he worked both his mouth and hands together, making sure both of them had their pleasure. this was getting him so aroused, visibly aroused as he moved his free hand to his own asscheeks and began to play with them, one of his fingers teasing at his own hole for both of the men’s show. he didn’t regret anything, in fact, he wanted to go further with them.

[roguishlydangerous-achieved]

💦 "Tyler, buddy, what's the kinkiest thing you did before getting to know me?"

“I had a foursome with a German, a Scottish and an African. All three of them are tops. Yet, they were the ones who couldn’t get out of bed the next day.” Tyler shrugged, “They had to beg me to stop riding them, actually.”

[inspirxtionxlmuses]

@mxleshxven

Pacing didn’t do the male any good, especially when he wasn’t supposed to be drawing attention to himself. Yet there was an uneasy feeling he couldn’t shake running through his body and it made his skin tingle. Eyes searched the area but they did not fall upon the desperation he felt. Unable to ignore it much longer, he pushed himself past the doors and followed the sidewalk until they reached an alley. It was then he saw the reason. Usually Cyrus wasn’t one to put himself in a situation he shouldn’t handle and that included getting himself involved in what visually seemed like a romantic dispute; at least until the other raised their hand. Unable to stop his feet from moving, the alien gripped his wrist and threw him from the individual. “I would suggest taking your anger out elsewhere.” He warned them, eyes dangerous as he stood in front of the male.

[malamcnte]

@mxleshxven gets fang

     “You haven’t heard me you say? I’ll repeat it again for you.” There was a cocky smirk playing on the Korean's face as he stared down at the male. He was no newcomer to the way males acted when they were insecure about their sexuality, Jonas was no exception. He knew exactly what went through that little, pretty head of his. “You’re a fucking twink, there is no way people won’t think you take it up the butt. And you probably like it. I bet you have thought about me taking you doggy-style, haven’t you?”

[cxncordia]

@mxleshxven // Planned Parenting

Victor left the toothbrush on the shelf and then turned into the mirror. Almost at forty years, not a single white hair was spotted on his head. However, the crowfeet and the marks on his skin were beginning to be evident. He turned down to look at his body: though his belly was big, it was also solid. His entire frame was, result of a few years deployed out. Now, a veteran and a novelist, he was facing his latest challenge.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Victor asked his husband, stepping into the room after having finished his night routine. His skin was hydrated, his nails were polished and his tooth were brushed. It made no sense to shower and then come to bed to have sex, but Victor was built with patterns and rituals, ever since he was a kid, so his schedule had been set many years ago. His robe soon was opened revealing his naked self. More in an intimate and free matter than in a sexy way, leaving the robe on a nearby chair to slid into the bed. “I mean, we don’t have to do it tonight. We can wait for your next cycle if you want,” he admitted with a smirk. “But if you wanna do it, I won’t blame you either,” Victor said looking at the man, licking his lips in delight. “I mean, that ass looks so good and I can’t wait to get inside it.”

[drnandrxid]

@mxleshxven

There were so many new models after DRN4400 that the police didn’t need their old androids anymore and they decided to let them serve some other purpose. Matthew, along with some others of his series were sent to an agency that rerouted them to be personal security details. That was how he ended up in Andrew Matthis’ house. He had been hired for the young professional soccer player, as his personal security and it seemed like an easy task. That was until he actually met the person and realized that his good looks didn’t mean good personality or good treatment for androids. If it wasn’t for the contract that made the young player have an android, Matthew would have probably been shut down by now.

“Is there anything you need, Sir?” Matthew asked in a low voice, not making much noise. “You haven’t eaten yet, and by my calculations, you should have had your meal thirty minutes ago.” He added. “Maybe I could make something for you?”

[darkerstories]

@mxleshxven​ || cont. from here

Ian had become so obsessed with Oliver that it only meant one thing — he would end up mating him. But until that happened, Ian was having as much sex with him as he could, in a way that it seemed like he was using him. But he wasn’t. Ian only used people when he fucked them once and forgot about them in the cruelest way possible, bragging about his Alpha nature. And Oliver had exceeded all his expectations. That afternoon, in the calm of his own apartment, Ian had tried something different. After long forty minutes of foreplay and edging –he forbid Ollie to cum only that he could squirt later–, Ian had gone for something different. He had never taken a pussy and he regretted it the minute he entered Oliver’s. He was enjoying it so much that he held Ollie by the nape with both hands, bodies as toghether as he could, and he thrusted slowly, letting his cock be embraced by those wet walls that were just as good as his ass. “This feels so fucking nice, Ollie…” Ian whispered, moaning every time both groins touched, every time he sank his cock deep inside Oliver. The slowness was killing him, urging the animal to emerge and take control, but he was controlling it. It turned out slow, romantic sex was just as good as hardcore sex.

Oliver had gradually relaxed around Ian more and more, and certainly once he realized the Alpha wasn’t intending to abandon him. When that dawned on him he allowed himself to be bolder, to take some initatives. 

This particular afternoon, he had been surprised to recieve a slow, thorough treatment that left him soaking wet and mindless. It took all he had to keep from cumming, had been so very, very close several times and had to beg Ian to stop - only to be almost in tears when he did. He’d held his breath when he felt the head of his cock nudge against his other entrance, soft and drenched with need. When it finally pushed into him he sobbed as it filled him in one slow, wet glide. But instead of it making him squirm with frustration, the leisurely ebb and flow of his Alpha rocking into him made him soft and pliant. The hands on the nape of his neck anchored him and he watched the other male with complete trust, lips parted on small huffs, eyes glazed over with lust. Every time he was filled as deep as it could go, his swollen clit brushed against the other’s groin and throbbed in painful pleasure. He had one arm around the muscular back, his other hand touching the other’s face shyly. 

“You’re so good to me”, he breathed, loving every second of their slow fucking, every deep thrust that forced a broken moan from his mouth.