rail box

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He moved behind her onto the balcony and reached his arms around her to rest them on the railing, boxing her in. “I thought you’d like it here. I know there will be a period of adjustment, but I did it for both of us. You were miserable on D’Qar. It hurt me. Your loneliness was unabated.”

“Lovely, Dark and Deep” by @shadowlass

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http://archiveofourown.org/works/8155729/chapters/18690376

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Scott decided that Malia and I should go down to the basement of the school and shut all the lights off. They wanted to throw off the uncontrollable werewolves when the full moon had been raised. We rushed down the metal stairs and walked everywhere around the basement. It was freezing down there, for me anyway, Malia was used to the cold.

“Where is the power at?” She asked and walked around tall boxes and rails of files. I shrugged and wrapped my arms around myself.

“M-Maybe we have to go down more.” I said, shivering and I pointed to the door directly in front of me. Malia turned around and saw the metal door and went to it and opened it without hesitation; she was always that way.

It led to another stairway that led deeper into the basement. Malia’s eyebrows were pulled together as she was thinking to herself.

“Why would the controls for the lights be so deep under the school?”

I shrugged again.

“I think I know why.” We heard a deeper voice and footsteps from behind us. Before I turned around, Malia growled and her eyes turned a bright blue.

It was Theo. Malia grabbed me by the arm and threw me behind her.

“What the hell are you doing here, Theo?” Malia asked harshly and Theo smirked, shaking his head.

“You two are so silly.” He walked towards Malia and slapped her across the face. She fell to the ground, but she instantly got back up and grabbed him by the shirt, throwing him across the room. We heard rushing footsteps coming down into the basement. It was Scott and Liam.

They grabbed Malia and they sprinted through the door and completely forgot about me. They were long gone by the time I started to bang on the door. I gave up and walked back down the stairs. I was a mess, and I didn’t get into a fight or anything; it must have just been the anxiety and stress.

I slid down the concrete wall and sat down on the dusty ground, holding my knees to my chest and I rested my chin on top of my knees. I refused to look at Theo, but I felt him looking down at me.

“You’re freezing.” He said and he huffed.

“No I’m not and I wrapped my coat around me more. Theo laughed slightly and took his sweater off and threw it at me. It landed right on my face and I took a big whiff of his scent. His coat smelled so good; like sweet and spicy cologne.

I looked up at him and rolled my eyes as I put his sweater on over my coat. It was still freezing though. Why was I still cold? I could still feel him staring at me. It was like he was drilling his eyes through my head. Theo squatted down and pushed a piece of my hair behind my ear and I pushed his hand away from me.

“That last thing I want you to do is touch me anywhere.” I said as I scooted away from him. He crawled toward me and cupped his hands on my face.

“I know you’re freezing and you need to be warm before the cold gets to you.” He whispered and set his hand on my waist and then took his shirt off with his other hand.

“I’m not taking this off to give it to you.” He threw his shirt somewhere in the basement and he push me down onto the ground and crawled on top of me. I looked him up and down and his body was toned and perfect. I wanted to touch him all over, but I wasn’t going to break; he was the enemy. He ran his finger tips down my body and pulled both his sweater and coat off of me and bit his bottom lip; all I could do was stare at him as he undressed. I was frozen; I had no idea what to do. I wanted him, but at the same time I would feel guilty for having sex with the enemy.

“I…I don’t think we should do this. I mean…I shouldn’t be doing this with you.” I tried to roll around him and crawl away, but he had a strong grip on me.

“I’m just helping you out. You’re freezing and your temperature is dropping very quickly, and you know it.” He said as he started to unbutton his pants. I looked down at what he was doing and I finally decided that I wanted him. All I was thinking about was how badly I wanted Theo inside me; I wanted to feel his lips all over me. He gripped my breasts and bit his lip; he growled quietly and massaged my breasts. I swallowed and he crashed his lips against mine. I heard his pants unzip and I set my hands on his neck and kiss him deeply. He tore my shirt off and ripped my bra apart and attacked my neck with rough kisses. He sucked, nipped, kissed, and licked around my neck. I moaned softly as he ran his hands down my sides and unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down, along with my panties.

He pulled his pants down and his boxers; we both were fully naked and it was freezing. I was shivering fiercely and he positioned himself on top of me and kissed me gently one time.

“You might be freezing now, but when I’m done with you, baby you’ll be hotter than the sun.” He said and crashed inside of me. My mouth opened wide and I moaned loudly as the sudden of him inside me. It wasn’t a slow coming pleasure; it was more like fireworks exploding inside of you. Between each thrust it felt like my heart rate was getting higher and higher.

“G-God Theo, I-I’ve always W-wondered what it felt like to get F-Fucked by you.” I said and moaned louder than I ever had in my life time.

He bit down on my neck with his sharp teeth and I scream loud and he locked me down by my wrists as he crammed inside of me and sunk his teeth down into me deeper and blood slowly ran down my neck from the deep bite. He released his teeth from me and blood dripped from his teeth and I looked up; a tear ran down my face from the burning pain on my neck. Theo wiped the tear away with his warm thumb.

He pulled out of me and he was right. I felt like I was in a room that was about 115 degrees.

“Don’t touch your clothes.” He grabbed my wrist and looked at me; he looked at me so softly.

“I want to be the one to dress you. Maybe you can be my little doll.” He said and kissed me softly and he wrapped his hand around the front of my neck, but he didn’t choke me.

“You’re my little pretty doll, but of course, no one can know.” He smirked.

A Flock of Crows is a Murder

Gillian was not an active person during the day. Unless they had a show during the day, and even rarely then, he was usually only seen as early as the late afternoon, unless you came into his trailer. Recently, every evening, he could be seen coming out and placing pieces of bread and seeds along boxes and rails near his trailer. Then he would sit and wait on the steps in front of his door, as one or two crows would come down and peck at the food left behind. Only crows would ever come near him, he found, as most other animals tried to avoid him. 

Every day, he’d place the food a bit closer to himself, and while some of the crows refused to come closer, there was one who didn’t seem to mind, and was now standing at his feed, pecking at some seeds. Gillian was watching a bit in awe down at it, but not really doing much else like trying to pet it or anything. 

What had brought Peter back to Fableton? Why was he here, in the middle of the tiwn sitting atop a wooden box, the nearby toyshop in sight. He couldnt pin his finger on it but he was sure of one thing. Nothing had changed, there were new people but everything else was the same as always. His legs dangled over the sides, hands folded against a railing that the box was stacked in front of. So little had changed and yet here he was different than the last time he’d been here. His hair was shaggier, longer. Body dreadfully skinny but with toned muscles and definition.

Originally posted by yesangster