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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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Comments

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew had been watching Noah with the dancing and the cupcake. He'd already scarfed down several cupcakes.

However as the other straddles his hips he can taste the sweetness in the kiss and then he's back to watching Noah -- and honestly, he thinks he might actually like watching Noah eat the cupcake than he actually likes eating them which is ... a lot. ]

Yeah. It's totally the best.

[enoderedrum]

[ Noah notices the way Matthew is looking at him and hums thoughtfully before reaching to set the cupcake safely aside in favor of settling a little better on top of him.

Whatever this was that they had been doing, still didn't have a label. Maybe he didn't want it to. He just knew he liked it. It was sweeter than everything else. It didn't hurt. Not yet at least.

He run his fingers back through the others hair and considers his face with a little smile. ]

What're you thinking about?

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew has never thought too deeply about what this is. It's good, it makes him happy. He thinks it makes Noah happy and Matthew likes to make people happy. It's simple.

As the other settles more he closes his eyes at the fingers in his hair, a grin spreading across his lips. ]

Just... I like how you eat cupcakes.

[enoderedrum]

[ Amused he noses in and lightly kisses him again; giving his mouth a playful lick...]

How do I eat them?

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew feels a thril at the kiss and the lick that follow. Noah is always giving him those kinds of thrills. A flutter of butterflies in his stomach that he doesn't quite understand. ]

With your tongue.

[enoderedrum]

[ Smiling more, Noah gives a warm little hum and stretches out half on top of the youngest Lynch, propping his head in his palm. ]

Was it distracting you?

[dreamthing]

It's what I wanted to pay attention to so not really.

[ Matthew grins, his fingers lightly curling against the other as he settles down. ]

[enoderedrum]

[ Ducking in he peppered Mattys mouth with soft little teasing kisses, wanting to see how long it would take before he finally chased him for something more. ]

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew huffs after a little bt of the teasing kisses because they weren't enough! He curled his fingers into Noah's scalp pulling him firmer against his lips as he parts his slightly to get a better taste of him. ]

[enoderedrum]

[ There we go. With permission granted, Noah returns that kiss, deepening it with a pleased groan as his body pulls tighter against Matthews out of pure instinct. One hand drifts, smoothing over the others middle and tucking his fingers against his far side. ]

[dreamthing]

[ Don't you know, Noah? You don't need permission with Matthew because his answer is always going to be yes to you.

Matthew's hand brushed down Noah's back, tracing the notches of his spine in almost an idle touch as his attention focused on kissing Noah, tasting him beyond the sweetness of what lingers of the taste of icing. ]

[enoderedrum]

[ When it came to things like this, Noah and Matthew were very similar creatures. If it felt good, if it wasn't hurting anyone else, then why not?

Kissing Matthew was easy. It felt nice, addictive really. Especially when it was returned so eagerly; like Matthew needed to kiss him back. He needed the touch as much as Noah did.

A warm whimper started in his throat and his hand smoothed along the other teens middle, tracing soft skin that fluttered with breath, and then it disappeared down the front of the others underwear, palming him fully and offering his cock a gentle squeeze. ]

[dreamthing]

[ Matthew did in a way need the kiss as much, there's something that he gets here that he doesn't have the words for, that he hasn't figured out. It's beyond the simplicity of his usual thought processes. He just knows it's good, that Noah is good.

The younger moans into the kiss when the other's hand made it down his underwear. He doesn't pull from the kiss but pulls Noah closer as the other squeezes him and he lifts up his hips slightly -- encouraging. ]

Noah

[ The name falls from his lips into the kiss as he finally does break it, only to brush his cheek against Noah's. ]