I've stopped thinking I can change the world. But damn, I can definitely change myself. The question is 'into who?' #OC #Marvel x #BDB #Shapeshifter #Detective
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#OpeningSolo ‘#Sacrifices’ #TriggerWarnings #Abuse #ChildAbuse #SexualReferences #Language **This solo (cont) tl.gd/n_1so8pfh
"Is it a good or bad thing that I can be gone from here for weeks or months at a time and nothing changes? I'm undecided."
#SL #JustASip Written by @inmyownhell and @cunningcharade *** Vishous: It had been about a week since I saw (cont) tl.gd/n_1srnkif
My back hit the wall and I didn’t care. I was only aware of his lips, his fangs, grazing over my flesh and leaving goosebumps and a rapid pulse in their wake. The slight pressure was enough to make my heart skip, but he didn’t break the skin, instead >
< Then there was the heat running through me and the borderline desperate need I felt for a cold shower.
Snatching up my phone, I fired off a text, coupled with the middle finger emoji.
[Fuck turtlenecks, fang-face.]
Then I was gathering the glasses to >
< put in the sink, the liquor stored away for his next visit. And all the while a small smirk curved my lips as I thought of next week, and meeting at his penthouse.
#EndSL #JustASip with @inmyownhell
I adamantly pushed thoughts of the vampire turning into a crisp out of my head. Definitely not what I meant whenever I thought the guy was ‘hot’.
The reminder that I’d invaded the mansion and beat his security system (purely by accident), earned a sly >
< incinerated,” I drawl. “Talk about bad dates…”
I could still taste him on my tongue, and it made the fact he was leaving already a disappointment. Still, I got to my feet, setting my glass aside as I did the courteous thing in showing him out.
“Message >
“Well don’t I feel special,” I counter with a wry smile, somehow managing not to shiver as his finger stroked down my skin. “And I’m so glad you qualified the rules.”
Though I was smirking, my tone was sincere. It helped, knowing that was where Vishous >
< thinking about having to leave earned a slight frown, and I reached for my glass once again, topping it up.
“Anything I can do to this place to make it more hospitable for you?” I say instead, arching a brow as I glanced back over. “Black out curtains or >
< feather down mattresses or fancy silk sheets?” I winked. I’d have to be careful though; knowing the fucker he’d send those doggen fellows over when I was at work and my place would be spit shined. @inmyownhell
I arched my back as his hands began their exploration under my shirt, my skin on fire with sensation and need. A shiver ran down my spine and then I was letting out a soft snort at his words.
“Of course. Should’ve asked about that,” I purr, shaking my >
< is… what, sampling?”
My tone is teasing as I run a hand down that broad, powerful chest. Even though I was smaller than he was, it didn’t make me feel… less. And considering how he was looking at me… well, let’s just say I was far from feeling threatened >
< right about now.
“Does the bite hurt? Is that uh… is that something I should prepare for? I know it’s not gonna turn me into a vampire,” I add dryly. “Though what a combo that’d make. A vampiric shapeshifter who works for the Caldwell PD.” @inmyownhell