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To be fair, his apartment’s security measures were top of the line, when you considered that most people who tried to break into an apartment was only human. Which was what his defenses were defending against. It didn’t take much for a faster, stronger, or even vengeful former target, to get in if they really wanted to.

Technology, however, was constantly evolving, over the past two decades alone were strides in types of home protection, even with things being more obscure in preventative measures. The moment his apartment lacked vacancy, the hidden camera alerted his phone of movement, and rather than speaking through the microphone to his invader… Mick decided against his better judgement to immediately get back home to meet them head on. He was down the hall by the time her fingers had moved to his musical memorabilia.

“What are you doing here, Coraline?” He was in the doorway, where he removed his hat and jacket and slipped it onto the nearby hanger. No hello, no beating around the bush either, with everything she’d put him through in this and his previous life, he felt like he’d moved on past the pleasantries of common courtesy. “Just help yourself.” He added begrudgingly to the sight of champagne glass filled with his stash. He’d been running low as is, he had a few fresh bags in the cooler in his trunk he would have brought up if he weren’t hard-pressed for answers.

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It hadn't exactly been difficult to get into Mick's apartment when he was off playing detective. For someone who'd been around for long enough and poked his nose in enough people's business, she'd have thought he'd learn to up his security. But then, she supposed that was for the more paranoid types like Josef.

It'd been years since Coraline had last seen him. And this time, she wasn't planning on the subtle, slow reveal. (That had been fun without a doubt, but why do the same thing twice. Besides, she didn't exactly have the little cure to pass as human anymore.)

No, she settled for a more direct approach. She'd even worn that perfume he had loved on her so much back then....when he was still human anyway.

She helped herself to some of his supply, even if she did prefer it fresh. The point wasn't her own preference in this moment, the point was that it was his and she wanted to touch everything that was his.

Glass of blood in hand, she moved over to his music player. "Ah, you always did have good taste," she breathed as she put on one of their old favorite records to play softly in the background, the one with their song on it.

She then settled in a chair and waited there in the dark, her hearing attuned to both the music and any movement to alert her he was home.

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When she gave her hips the slow roll, he became very much aware as to just how long it had been since he last had his way with a sexual partner. But he hadn’t been with a young woman her age since he was her age. He honestly was a bit more into girls a bit older than him for the longest time, the experience was attractive. But young women had the urge to please and be validated, making them easier to manipulate. Not that he was the type of guy to do that. Here she was anyway, fully at grips with the idea of him filling her pussy up with cum, as if he had a choice in the matter at all.

“You’re a filthy girl, what would happen if I got you pregnant? You gonna walk across the stage to get your graduation degree with your tummy all big with your teacher’s baby growing in it?” She was a skinny little twig of a lady too, it’d be obvious when she’d start to show. But if it wasn’t just so hot to think of knocking her up. A month and a half of month of summer camp was plenty of time to lay the ground work for it.

“You keep talking about how much you want my cum inside you and I think that’ll be more than enough.” He kept his hands on either side of her hips, helping what little bit was needed to grind on his very pronounced erection, thinking of fucking her full and putting a baby in her belly was quite enough of a mental foreplay to get his blood pumping.

Camille was pleasantly surprised at the wood growing beneath her as she rolled her hips into his lap. A very soft, amused hum left her lips and she let her face lower to meet his gaze, teeth softly biting down her lower lip. His words caused her to blush heavily, the warmth between her thighs growing as she arched her back, soft sigh of pleasure escaping her lips. "If you wanted to see anything, all you had to do is ask. Or rip off my little pj's yourself, whatever you wish, professor." The nickname rolled off her lips with a smirk and she let her lips brush along his cheek, his dirty words making her moan ever so softly near his ear. "There's nothing I want more. I want you to wreck me, use me.." Camille mumbled, lips ghosting over his briefly before pulling back again. "Well then - what's a little girl like me has got to do to get her tight little pussy filled with you cum, then?"

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“Well thank you, Eden, you’re quite the looker yourself.” ll this flattery had Clark a bit embarrassed, he didn’t really get it that often, but when he did it was usually quite brazen to make him a little flushed. Even the wink from the other girl sent a bit of a chill down his spine. He felt like he was in the middle of a sultry, vampire horror flick and he was the main course.

When she said hotel room with a jacuzzi though, he had a good sense of where to go. There weren’t that many actual hotels out here, motels sure, but hotels were a bit more uncommon and he was pretty sure there was only one that sprung for individual jacuzzis.

“If I washed up in a jacuzzi it’d get the water all dirty,” he said before the idea slipped into his head that she might not have meant it quite that way. His point stood to reason, but she was giving him all sorts of forward energy he wasn’t expecting. “You sound like quite the bouncing ball of energy, are you always like this after having some drinks?”

Eden was smiling brightly, the blonde shaking his hand first. "I think you're cute, Clark." The blonde said, blunt like that before Lorna gave her friend a small push. "I'm so sorry for her - she had a drink too many." Lorna interrupted Eden, shaking Clark's hand too and flashing him a wink before following her gaze to the road. "We had a bit of a party, but then we missed the last bus and we just didn't know where to go." Lorna admitted.

It was Eden, once again, to reached out to lean a little into Clark to smell him. "You're alright, you smell nice, manly." A little giggle left her lips. "We have the biggest, coolest jacuzzi in our hotel room. You should see it, we could wash you." Eden mumbled, softly tugging Lorna's hand as if to ask for permission.

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Yesterday’s scan results came in already and my doc (through her main nurse) called me to say that they looked really great! No obvious signs of reemergence from any treated areas or new spots either!

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Reblog if you’re willing to do threads that involve more than 2 muses

For some multi-muse blogs, they may have two muses who are always together or may want to introduce another muse partway in the thread to shake things up.

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I had my replies all set up to do today, from yesterday but I’ve just had the worst migraine I’ve had in months for no frikkin reason

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Jensen Ackles as Mark Meachum COUNTDOWN (2025) | 1.01 – “Teeth in the Bone”

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Fueling my unhealthy obsession with j.enna or.tega by watching the scream movies

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JESS MARIANO Eight O'Clock at the Oasis

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Happy stitch day everyone

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He made a bit of a face when he forgot who he was going to go help move, in the manner of seconds since he’d said it he was terribly busy wondering how exactly she tasted. He’d decided he was finished with his little late breakfast snack anyway. Maybe it was time for something more filling. She’d probably be down right disgusted with what he was thinking about right now.

It wasn’t so bad, since she was his step mom, and she was younger than his dad by over a decade. But the same went with how much older she was than him. At least he thought. He didn’t actually know how old she was. And now in a couple years he’d be the same age his dad was when he had him. So there was getting these passive aggressive pressures about him finding someone and getting all that started, it hit a little harder when his dad put the property in his name as if that’d jump start it all immediately.

Roy used to be pretty sure he didn’t have a thing older women, but then his dad married her and she was something else, and the women she called her friends were over sometimes and they were pretty fine too.

“He’s not gonna be in town for at least a couple of hours, really sometime tonight,” he chimed in, “he said if he gets too tired he’ll just find a place to pull over and sleep until morning. So I’m not doing anything right now.” Besides staring. “But won’t you get more freckles instead of a tan?” He didn’t want to state the obvious, as he sat down on the edge of the nearest chair on the patio by the pool.

she watches him, chewing slowly on the banana, peering over her sunglasses. he looks a bit uncomfortable, but more flustered than anything else. she gives him a reassuring smile. "oh that's very kind of you, to lend a helping hand to him." she tilts her head to examine him.

"hm, just curious if you'll be around or not. i'm planning on tanning this morning and need some help with my sunscreen, if you'd be willing to help me first before you go off to your friends."

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God her tits were so big already, just think of how much more taunting they’d be once he knocked her up. He was throbbing thinking so hard about it, obsessing over it to himself. It wasn’t just the premise of doing it either.

“You’re disgusting, fawning over and seducing your best friend’s boyfriend. Letting him talk to you about how he wants little more than to fuck you raw.” He held the sides of her head as she started to work him. The cute little purr of her calling him daddy yet again giving him the most satisfying tingles all over. “Take it down, Talia, make yourself a pretty little mess for me, baby.”

"please daddy." she begs again, eyes pleading up at him as she squeezes her arms together, highlighting her tits, tongue sticking out to entice him. for months she had fantasized about him, always jealous of willa for having such a hunk for a boyfriend - believing the girl couldn't give him everything he needed. but talia could, she could fill in the gaps, let him turn her into whatever he wanted, whatever he needed.

drool drips for her lips as she leans forward, tongue swiping around his tip lightly, teasingly. "i am for you daddy. please use my mouth, breed my cunt, show everyone that i'm yours." she coos, licking down the underside of his cock.

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Never gonna be my turn to get suffocated between a thicc goth mommy’s thighs smh

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She instantly was just all over him, when all he did was tell her she could sit on his lap. She had her hands in his hair all possessive-like, and nibbling on his earlobe like she owned it too. Then the way she was rolling her hips onto him already, it may not have been morning but he’d been sporting a bit of a chub, as they used to call it, already. He was fairly gifted in that department, he had solid nine inches, but he was thick, like thick thick; the type of bulge outline that didn’t go away even when he was soft, thick. It was pretty obvious a target as any when she started to make it harder and bigger.

“You say maybe like it’s not what I plan on doing anyway.” His long arms encased around her and settled with his hands on her hips as they gave arcs over him. “Clearly you’re not a star player of I’ll show you mine if you show me yours. It’s so hot tonight, I hope you’re still this pretty after I’m done making a mess of you. Is that what you want? To be a pretty little thing, getting all sweaty and then fall asleep with your teacher’s cock in your pretty little cum-filled pussy?”

"No, don't kick me out." Camille mumbled, head tilting aside when he clearly thought about his words before speaking again. You're a pretty young woman, Cammie. Lips curled up at the compliment, soft hum escaping her lips at it. It sounded like music to her ears to finally have him admit that, his words boosting her confidence in a way no-one had ever managed to before. Very slowly she moved a leg to curl it over his, slipping into his lap when he talked. It was an invitation she couldn't pass on to. "I want you to repeat it." The girl mumbled, her hands curling around the back of his head. "Tell me how pretty I am." Camille said, hips rolling gently and slowly into his lap, very clearly searching for his crotch to have herself sit down comfortably. Lips lowered to brush along his jawline, finding his ear. "And then tell me how desperately you want to put your hands on my ass, maybe even my breasts.." - she whispered, lips locking around his earlobe to tug it softly.

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He made a feint and put his hand to his shirt and gripped it over his chest over where his heart was and feigned with such an overly dramatic gasp. “How you wound me with your insults, Claire.” Look at how familiar she was acting with him, calling him names in a hopefully playful manner, he smirked.

“If you don’t like how filthy my mouth is then you’ll have to come up with a strategy to shut me up.” The way his eyebrow curled up and presented her with a little challenge. He took another drink out of his bottle, a bit longer and set back down on the bar’s brand coaster. “I think you’re too pretty for a name like that, so unless you’re want me to call you that, then I don’t know if I’ll be using them. I like pet names that are more cute than those. Like honey or gorgeous. Both suit you to a T though. But I might just take up the offer of pulling your hair, but it won’t just be my fingers down your throat, believe you me.”

"What is written on your face, is that you're a cheeky little bastard." Claire said with a small smirk, allowing her to lean in just a little bit so they shoulders would brush together. She couldn't help it. There was something about the younger male that really drawn her to him. It was intoxicating, really.

With an amusing chuckle, she raised her glass to her lips and took a few sips. "Filthy names are totally my thing." She leaned her head onto her palm, narrowing her eyes with a smirk. Claire was just testing him, joking along with him so effortlessly. "What's my filthy name going to be? Little slut, dirty whore or just old spice?" She chuckled again. "Pull my hair, push your fingers down my throat and I'll be all yours babe." She couldn't keep a straight face, only chuckling before sipping again. "Just kidding, darling. You can call me anything. That cute face gets away with everything, even if it's that filthy mouth of yours."

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So we had a tornado pass through town an hour ago

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“Mmmhmm, you like it when she calls me Daddy?” He asked with a sultry tone in his voice, giving Novalee’s lips the softest lingering kiss he could muster. Yes he liked Inez a lot, a lot a lot, but Novalee was his girl first and foremost. Inez skipped a couple hurdles being a wild child she was and got pregnant so fast, but Novalee still had an edge up as far as the attachment to her went with Clark.

“You want me to put a baby in you too? Just so you can call me Daddy like her?” Hearing her say that she was ovulating had him teetering over with his pure instinct to do something about this new information she gave him. He’d come in here expecting to have an adult conversation and here they were talking about selling sexy pics online, and feet pics, and her teasing him with her being at her most fertile. “Doesn’t matter, cause either way I might just have to do something about that.” He gave her a slow grope between her thighs, all warm and soft, pinched between her clenching thighs. He kissed her again, nice and slow, making sure she had a good feeling how much it was more than just something physical.

“Come here, Inez,” he tugged her hand to pull her closer, “nothing’s happening without you here too, kiss me baby momma.” He gave one last little side kiss to Novalee, signaling that he wasn’t done with her yet at all, but he just wanted Inez closer. Needed it. Since she was such an important part of this family now too.

Inez couldn't stop chuckling as he leaned in to give her bunch of sweet kisses. And even though she nodded, yet was always eager for more, she moaned lightly at the last kiss he gave her followed by a lick of her lip. "Mm, that's very nice, thank you."she hummed with a sweet little smirk. Inez nodded along as he explained how uncertain he was about the whole OF idea they had, which she could understand, you'd be really putting yourself out there. But Inez was certain with her being pregnant and getting bigger, she'd get popular rather quickly there. And Novalee could get freaky, too, if she was relaxed enough.

Novalee knew all too well how things can get with Clark if he was jealous, which is why there was no study partners in her life anymore, especially not guys. "Hiiii."Nova hummed and wiggled her brows at him. "I think it's very hot when he calls you that."she pointed out with a chuckle. Immediately as he told her to not bite her lip as it was his job, Nova stopped it and turned more towards him, looking straight into his eyes. "So, I'm ovulating right now... We should defineatvly do something about it..."she teased with her nose bumping against his. Looking at her bestie Inez pregnant and getting all round made Nova felt a little bit jealous - she wanted to have a baby in her belly, too, and felt bad she didn't get pregnant by him yet. "I need you to breed me."she whispered against his lips, the thought of it making her rub her thighs together.