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CURRENT HOUSING:

Currently living both in his designated housing, but also Adams House (pretty much in Kavinsky's bed nightly).

 

SCARS / MARKINGS:
ENVY - Cut into his left forearm (via Blue)
SUFFER - Carving into his calf via himself.
WRIST SCARS (successful suicide) + Thigh SCAR.
WRIST TATTOO -  Paw on his right wrist (via Kavinsky)
THROAT TATTOO - A raven with its wings spread on either side of his neck,
the face is a skull of the raven instead, and the background is filled with blue, purple and hints of red watercolor splashes. (Tattoo shop on Mammons Island.)
RIBCAGE TATTOO - An arrow for Clint and an hourglass for Nat.
STITCH SCARS AROUND MOUTH + slightly damaged vocal cords - Thanks to The Veiled Order capture.
MERMAN Features; white hands with claws and subtle webbing that's retractable, iridescent scales over his hands and in random spots.

DEMON ATTRIBUTES:

Demon Teeth.
The beginning of Pointy Ears (not pictures because right now they're just itchy and growing).
[These are based off Hellburbia Suicide].
Slowly his hands are turning White and his nails are turning into claws (basically)





RICHARD JOSEPH LYNCH
aka
little grey dragon he adopted from Mammons Island.

 

N A V I G A T I O N:  kinks & permissions | visuals | funeral | bdsm info | cr chart
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[enoderedrum]

[ With the sweats gone, completely, Noah takes a moment to admire Matthew in all of his glory--and holy shit. His skin was so soft that Noah couldn't help himself. He ran his hands slowly up along his legs, gently pushing them apart so he can settle between them.

He dropped warm, open mouthed kisses over his stomach, moving a path up to kiss him again; a full, needful thing with just enough teeth and a taste he knew he could get totally drunk off of if someone let him. Matthew should be off limits. Noah knew he should. It wasn't supposed to get this far. But...

He wanted it. All of it. Now.

So it really wasn't any surprise that all it took was one roll of his hips to make him slide all the way back down again. He settled, wrapped his fingers around the others cock again, admiring the velvety length of him; the weight, the realness, and pressed a warm kiss to the tip, running the blade of his tongue along the damp slit a few times and then sucking him into his mouth, an inch at a time, taking his time because he wanted to savor it. He wanted Matthew to feel it. ]

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew watches Noah, his skin warming and tingling underneath his touch and he's compliant, easily letting the other spread his legs. His breathing was quick, excited, maybe a little nervous though he hardly recognizes what that second feeling is. It's not a normal feeling for him but it's not one that he finds completely unpleasant either. The other's mouth his warm and it feels good. It makes him need in ways he still isn't quite used to needing.

There's a quiet sound when Matthew slid back down again, the other's touch making him shudder and he needed, wanted it so much. He didn't think that maybe this is someone he shouldn't do this kind of thing with, didn't think that maybe Ronan might be upset. Why would Ronan be upset if he is doing something that feels good?

But the touch, that had nothing on the way Noah's tongue felt after that soft kiss. He gasps out, his hand grasping at the bedding beneath him as he takes in those first few moments of Noah's mouth on him. ]

Oh... [ The moan isn't quiet or dampened in anyway, the pleasure announced freely. ]