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 violent delights have {VIOLENT} ends,, tag - kenna/wendy && mort/sam
gage atlas moran
 Posted: Oct 28 2016, 08:35 PM
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24 YEARS
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myka

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enough words
-rolls eyes-
another time, another place

A lie. That's what it was. A little white lie. His friends didn't need to know the truth, did they? Hell, he doubted he would ever want them to know the truth - he already knew how they would react. Teasing....that was all he could think of. They'd make kissy noises, and joke about wedding dates and venues...it was a sickening enough thought, that Gage didn't even want to consider approaching it in the here and now, and he knew Kenna felt the same, or else she would have mentioned it to someone by now. No...it was better that everyone was left in the dark on this one...

Chilled fingers ran up against the alley between Scrivenshaft's and Gladrags as he waited for her to break off from the others; what lie she told to escape from their throng of friends, he did not know, but he knew she would just be minutes behind him. A smirk stole across his lips as the brunette finally came into view, and he could hardly help himself. When she was within arms reach, his eager hands wove their way about her waist, pulling her close to him.

"Felt like ages waiting for you" Gage remarked with considerable cheek, his teeth biting lightly upon his lower lip as he stared down at her. He paused, took a minute to drink it all in, before finally putting thought into action. Swiftly, he placed his lips upon hers, kissing her passionately, before breaking away again. His tongue ran across his lips as he savored the lingering taste.

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kenna eleri seshat
 Posted: Dec 28 2016, 04:43 PM
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❝it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be required to bear.❞



22 YEARS
5'8"
bisexual
single
47
wendy

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It had taken longer than she'd initially anticipated to shake her friends as the group wandered the streets of Hogsmeade, and she found herself wondering what amazing excuse Gage had come up with to get free of the group without anyone offering to go along with him. Finally waving back to the group with a bright smile--maybe even a little too bright, she thought as she forced herself to chill. She was sneaking off to meet up with one of her best friend's twin brother--another member of their group of friends, and while it felt wrong to be lying to everyone, especially Mort and Vida, she knew what torment would be awaiting them if any of the others were to find out about their little arrangement. It was only casual up to now. There were no rings involved or undying pledges of love and devotion. For now at least, it was just harmless fun--just them, sneaking and hiding away together and kissing in the most remote places they could find. She didn't want all of the fanfare that would come about if they were outed somehow...didn't want it to take away from the fun. Turning down the first alley to her left to be sure that it looked like she was actually headed further into the little town to find the right selection of quills and muggle-style parchment for her muggle studies class--she'd tried to make her supposedly grueling chore seem as boring and terrible as possible to keep anyone from wanting to go along with her--she hurried down the alley and turned a quick right once she was sure she was out of sight of the group.

The spot where she and Gage had planned to meet was only a few streets up now, and she was careful to keep a watchful eye on her surroundings and to check behind her every few minutes to be sure the group didn't round the corner and spot her, but finally, finally, she'd made it. Pausing for a moment at the opening of the alley, she smiled a little, standing up a little taller and starting towards him with a little bit of a skip in her step. If someone had asked her in her first or even second or third year at Hogwarts if she would ever wind up looking at Gage the way that she was now, she was certain she would have laughed in their faces and told them to bugger off, and yet now here she was, rushing toward him in an empty alley and hiding the little tryst from all of their friends. She felt another small rush of guilt at the thought, but as his hands settled, warm, on either side of her waist and tugged her closer, all those thoughts and concerns vanished in a flash as if they'd never been on her mind at all, and she quirked a brow up at him. "Well, its not as simple as you might think to head off on your own without someone offering to keep you company," she murmured, both hands coming up between their bodies to rest on his chest. "What did you tell them to get away so easily, anyway?" With feather light touches, her hands smoothed across his clothes, just memorizing the dips and planes beneath her fingers.

Before she knew it, his lips had captured hers, and she groaned softly against his mouth, leaning closer until they were chest to chest and reaching up to wrap one arm around his neck. Pulling him closer down to her level, she pulled back for a second to catch her breath, their noses still brushing. "In a hurry, there, Gage?" she asked with a breathless laugh, leaning up to kiss him again and pushing him carefully back until his back was to the wall. Really, if only their friends could see them now...it would be a damned riot of either excitement or confusion.

these violent delights have violent ends
658 words gage atlas moran & mortimer aeron wynter
oop i hope this is okay, loves!!
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gage atlas moran
 Posted: Jan 15 2017, 08:15 PM
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myka

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enough words
-rolls eyes-
another time, another place

His lip curled devilishly as she complained about the difficulties of being so popular. "Ah yes, it's just so tough being you" he said with a smirk, his hands resting upon her hips, swaying them gently, side to side. "I just said I had things to do. It was as easy as that." Of course, when you were the only Slytherin in your group of friends, it seemed much easier to get time alone. The others would deny it, but he was almost certain they only put up with him because Vida, Merlin's gift to the Earth, was his sister. If it wasn't for her, he was sure his friend group would be very different than what it was now. However, despite his, probably accurate, suspicions, he was grateful for what that tie had given to him; an opportunity to get to know Kenna, for one.

His hands grabbed at her sides, fingers dancing up her body until they caught in her soft hair, his lips constantly pressing against hers as though he could not get enough of them. If he did not so desperately need air, he would not have allowed them to part. "Got to make up for lost time" his breathing was quick as he smiled down at her, before letting her steal another kiss. He moaned slightly against her mouth as he felt his back hit hard brick, using this new opportunity to take a firmer stance. With both hands, he firmly grasped her behind, lifting her off the ground, letting her legs part enough to straddle him.

He grinned mischievously as he playfully bit her lip before parting his lips from hers, instead letting them meander where they may, down her jaw and over her neck.

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kenna eleri seshat
 Posted: Apr 20 2017, 12:49 AM
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fate
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❝it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be required to bear.❞



22 YEARS
5'8"
bisexual
single
47
wendy

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There was something about the way that he looked at her as they stood, each of them wrapped up in the hum of anticipation as they stood their, shielded by the chill on the air by the resonating heat of their bodies pressed close together. Something about the way his lips curled up into a crooked smile and his eyes flashed with warmth that sent shock waves through her, thrumming along her spine and straight down to her toes. She'd never thought that there would be someone who looked at her like that, like for at least those precious few moments of peace that they could steal away for themselves, she was the only person who mattered. And even as they stood, his hands at her waist as hers traced the contours of his chest and stomach, the pair of them hidden away in the shadows in a secluded alley and concealing their newly found closeness from their friends and siblings, she couldn't help the way her skin warmed beneath his gaze, the way her heart pumped her blood faster, her veins practically singing when his hands swayed her hips gently and his mouth pressed firmly down on hers.

It was an intoxicating feeling, to want someone--to want to be close to them, to be with them, to make them smile or laugh or sigh on a hitch of breath--and to be wanted in return. A feeling that she wasn't particularly keen on yielding for the time being. She shuddered at the feel of his hands skating gently over her sides, up and up until they were tangled in her hair, and when they parted for a moment, the world hazy around the edges, she smiled and laughed breathlessly. "Right. I think I like that plan." Her teeth press softly into her lower lip for a moment as she takes him in before she's leaning up to be closer to his warmth again, her lips insistent against his and her hands carefully pushing him back until he hits the wall, and the way his moans against her mouth elicits a hum of satisfaction in her chest. But suddenly, without warning, her moment of control is gone as she's swept off her feet, her legs wrapping instinctively around him, knees hooked over his hips, and she gasps against him as he nips at her lip before moving on to her neck.

Folding her arms over his shoulders to keep herself steady, she tilts her head back on another broken exhale as his lips trace the column of her leg and leave her skin flushed and warm. Struggling to keep herself focused as one hand fans through his hair at the back of his neck and the other balls tightly around his shirt, short nails digging gently into his shoulder blade, she presses closer and tilts her head to the side, teasing her teeth over his earlobe and trailing a line of kisses across his jaw before using her hold on his hair to tug his head back enough so that she could press her lips to his again, the flush on her cheeks and chest mixed with the chill of the breeze leaving her shuddering against him again.

these violent delights have violent ends
538 words gage atlas moran & mortimer aeron wynter
ah! idk did we want now to be when mort shows up? idek >> xP
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