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Thread: The Regeneration Project (GoldenGateSon x Saiilingsam)

Summer and Julie had been waiting for several minutes before they heard the moans and slapping of skin on skin cease as they looked up beside of each other and went back down to their tablets. When he came in and rubbed Summer's stomach she looked up and smiled. Hi dear. She said as Julie nodded to him. Morning Steven. She said as she set aside her tablet as she watched him grab the maid as she was drug to her knees and began to clean off his still erect cock and cum filled balls. Julie fidgeted nervously as she looked up. Steven and Summer usually didn't say anything when she would have someone do the same, yet she would get some odd looks. She shook the thought from her head as she looked over at Summer before nodding and clearing her throat. Well... Julie paused. There wasn't necessarily a change. Well there was. She backtracked as she looked to Summer for help. Summer smiled softly as she picked up her tablet. From this point onward, myself and Julie are required by the government to breed only with you. She paused to let that sink into the room before continuing. Simply put, the government has determined that the three of us have such potency in our seed and are so successful, that they want us to solely breed with you. You'll still breed with other females, but we're to only breed with you. She paused again as she took a deep breath, her pregnancy having gotten the best of her that time around. Julie looked on, fidgeting nervously as she was obviously aroused by the sight of the maid openly sucking Steven off right in front of her as she snapped out of it, blushing as she refocused on Steven. Starting this afternoon, you and I are to begin. She said softly as she re-read the message again. It was necessary for their survival she reminded herself as she stared at the huge bulge in the maids neck. I'll see you this afternoon. She said quickly as she stood and grabbed a maid to help her out as she ran up to her own room. She needed her release. Summer smiled softly as she slowly stood. If you have any questions, I'll be in my room. She said as she walked into her large master bedroom to lay down, making sure to fill her holes with one of her favorite dildos before laying down.
Thread: The Regeneration Project (GoldenGateSon x Saiilingsam)

Summer woke from her light sleep as she felt Steven's cool hand resting on her upper leg. She opened her eyes and yawned as she rolled off her side and onto her back, her large pregnant stomach and heavy milk-laden tits jutting out in front of her as she propped herself up. She sighed softly at the movement that occurred as she shifted the dildo and the butt plug as she turned to face her son. She looked over him and his fit body as she imagined her new assignment. Sure, it was odd, but it wasn't unheard of before. Very odd indeed though that the only person she was likely ever going to have sex from again would be her own son. She nodded as she listened to his questions. She put her own hand on his knee as she leaned forward a bit, giving Steven a great look at her breasts. That always turned her own a bit, being a bit of an exhibtiionist herself. Well dear. She began slowly. I have heard of this happening once or twice before, but like you're probably thinking and recalling, it's a very rare occurrence. She paused as she thought of what she was going to say next. To be honest, I'm still very shocked, but it's our duty, you know that. She sighed as she shifted again, causing the dildo to slide in and out inside of her, growing her arousal a bit as she bit her lip. You'll still lead a normal life, but you'll be the only person Julie and I will fuck. She paused again. I guess... She laughed. I guess that makes you the man of the house now huh? She said jokingly before her smile faded. Do you have any other questions about our new situation? She inquired.
Thread: Alpha and Omega || IrishRose80 and Collector of Rarities

One of the worst parts of her masquerade was just how necessary it was, and how easy it was to slip up. It was one of the reasons that she tended to stay out of sight of the alphas of the school with the right covering, she could fool regular people easily. But alphas alphas were a different story. If her medication mixture wasnt perfect, if she made the wrong movement, the wrong expression, if her hat got knocked off or she got seen in the restroom or something, she was done for. The suppressants kept her from giving off the usual scent of an omega, but the slightest change in body chemistry, an illness, or even other medication, could cause something to go wrong, and then not only did she have to contend with how sick the suppressants made her anyway, they might not actually have the right effect on her. She had always had a thing for Remus he seemed more approachable than others because he wasnt as arrogantly sure of himself as other alphas shed seen were. But he was still an alpha, and even if he wasnt as arrogant and domineering as the others hed gained confidence in himself, she was glad to see he still presented a very clear danger to her plans beyond high school. Shed come this far, had done this well, and though she would make the same choice if she had to do it all over again, the stress wore on her. She didnt have anyone to talk to, anyone to confide in. It was too dangerous for anyone to know what she really was and if any of the school administrators found out, shed be forcibly transferred to a proper school for omegas. No matter how good a student she was, how advanced she was, how impressive her academic history was, shed be shipped out to one of those insipid little brainwashing camps to learn to be a proper omega. To prepare her for a life as a pampered, insipid fucktoy. What kind of life was that for anyone? So when Remus sat next to her, even though he paid her no mind, she found herself inching away from him slightly, staring down at her textbook and notes as she tried her best not to let any of that fear that soured on her tongue and made her stomach churn show on her face. That would garner questions, and Morgan hated questions. So many lies that she had to keep track of, to remember what she told who. The worst thing that could possibly happen would be an alpha finding out about her, because she wasnt so stupid as to think that she wouldnt be claimed right away. Trapped in a relationship with a person that she couldnt stand, that thought of her as nothing more than a convenient set of holes? She wasnt a dramatic person by nature, but she would have died first. They only had to get through this semester as lab partners. Nothing more. She could handle that. Everything would be alright. She just had to be smart and careful. She could do it.
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

A half laugh half scoff escaped him at her response to his comments on her staff.First off, a woman who looks like you could offer to stick anything anywhere and my reaction would not be to throw up, he said as his eyes followed her while she moved across the room on her stool. And second, Italian vampire totally fits that woman. The diabetes was only because of her sugah, he said, using 'sugah' to show his horrible rendition of the woman's accent. You know, when you first come in to meet someone, you should come in like that. The laugh is nice. Whereas when you first came in here I thought you were going to try to attempt murder with a rectal thermometer. Interesting way to go, of course, but not the best, he said with a shake of his head and propped himself up a little as the wave of dizziness which usually followed vomiting passed. He took the little cup of water and the pills. Yay, he said with absolutely no sound of joy in his tone as he put the pills in his mouth and then followed with the water and downed the pills. Why not get a bit more of a high from the methadone before the real fun began. He bunched up both and tossed them into the garbage. Oh, and you mean the apparent withdrawals... right? He asked, giving her a closed lipped smile, it caused his eyes to wrinkle at the corners. He wasn't bitter though. He found it amusing how quickly she'd turned around. When she first entered the room he really did think this was going to be hard but now, now she was there and laughing and he wasn't so sure. But his judgement was off. Out of every single possibility he'd expected from her, her being the little girl from his past was not one of them. Small town, he agreed, watching the way she handled his arm then smirked. My story... it's not exactly chipper nor is interesting, he said and watched as she pushed the needle into his vein and stared as his blood spilled into the vial. And you? How do you know about Ipswitch? With it being such a small town and all... he arched a brow, his eyes glinting playfully as he stared up at her. He turned his head away after a few moments, the lights were too bright and the pain in the front of his forehead was becoming more intense. Not trying to be a romantic or put the moves on you but can you dim the lights just a little bit. You'll still be pretty in the dark, he mumbled as he laid his free arm across his eyes.
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

Oh ho, a charmer AND a heroin addict! My, my, you are quite the character, Mr. Myers. I chuckled lightly to myself. I nearly burst out laughing as you tried to impersonate Nurse Cavallo. She's obviously not from around here. She's from Jersey, but she met a Montana man who gave her a lot of attention and big, expensive rock. I was trying to maintain a professional demeanor, but I couldn't beat the smile on my face. It had been a while I had a patient, or anyone, capable of making me really laugh and this time, the jokes were accurate and genuine and not as a result of any drugs. When you brought up my original demeanor, my eyes peered at you. Oh yeah? I said with a hint of sarcasm. I like my patients to fear me so that they are terrified to betray he program. I was kidding, of course. As I watched you take the pills, I commented. Please, try to contain your excitement. Okay, now I was really being sarcastic. I continued to take blood filling up one vial after the other. I was on my sixth vial and focused on that as you continued to speak. My eyes shifted back and forth between you and the blood extraction when you brought up Ipswich. Before I could answer, you mentioned the lights. Light sensitivity was no exactly a symptom of heroin high or withdrawal, but a migraine certainly could produce that. Of course. I said. Without needing to get up, I called out. Activate lights dim. Using my voice as a command, the lights slowly dimmed to a more soothing tone. The lights weren't actually voice-activated. I was using that as a means of covering for the use of my Powers. Taking my last vial, the eighth, I pulled the needle from your arm and applied pressure to the wound with a cotton ball. You lived! I said sarcastically, again. Smirking, I slapped on a piece of medical tape to hold the cotton to the fold in your arm. Ipswich. I reverted the conversation, My father and brother are from there. I said in a very as-a-matter-of-fact tone. You look about the same age... perhaps you know him. Pausing, my eyes crept up to stare at you intensely. Reid . Clearing my throat as I placed all the viles in their rightful slots, If not, you most probably know my ex. Caleb Danvers . Pulling my gloves off, my voice dropped to a seriously and subliminal tone. They are both the Sons of Ipswich... Sound familiar?
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

I do consider myself very versatile in things which I excel at in life, he stated, though he wasn't actually a heroin addict he knew it wasn't something to which one would say they excelled at... but Chase Collins was not your average person. He wasn't even your average warlock. Chase watched her as she continued taking blood from his arm. And his gaze was almost calculating. He was curious as to what she would say about the boy from her past. He couldn't convince himself she wasn't the girl he'd known so long ago. He was almost positive she was. The ages, the circumstances and her bracelet... the puzzle just fit too perfectly for this doctor not to be Tink. Disappointing someone you respect is scarier than fearing a doctor. Unless you wanna pull some Asylum stuff and do crazy experiments then fear isn't always the best weapon of choice, he said with a shrug of his shoulder. When he'd been growing up, before things changed, he'd been more scared of being told he was a disappointment rather than a physical punishment. He hadn't been beaten as a child, but no kid liked being dragged over their parents knee to have their rump slapped. Okay. I lied. You're the vampire in this place, he commented when she picked up the eighth vial and continued to more blood. My god. What do you guys do with all of it? Sell it on some sort of blood transfusion black market? Of course he knew they couldn't do a transfusion that way or with such little blood. But he had to make sure she remembered him and took notice of him. But then again, it was obvious the Ipswich had caught her attention. Speak of the devil, she was talking about it already. He dropped his head back, showing little to no interest in the topic of his 'hometown'. Oh, well it's a small world, he commented, lolling his head to the side to gaze at her while his head rested on the pillow. He couldn't hold back the scoff when she mentioned Caleb's name. I went to school with them. You dated Caleb? C'mon doc, I was just starting to like you. Can't pick your family so I can't fault you for ties to Reid but Caleb? He teased, keeping his gaze on her. Everybody knows the Sons of Ipswich. And the stupid myth behind them. They fly on broomsticks ya know, he laughed then winced and pressed his palm against his forehead. Honestly, we ran in different crowds. Caleb was a bit too pompous and Reid was just... we didn't get on very well. Pogue and I had a few shared interests, he shrugged a shoulder. But just... different crowds. He dropped his head and refocused his attention on her face. Why'd you leave? I don't remember seeing you there or around. I wasn't there for long though, he offered and pushed himself to sit up since she was finished taking his blood.
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

Oh, I never lived in Ipswich. I corrected. Reid and I share a father, but not the same mother. I grinned lightly. My father stayed in Ipswich with Reid and Reid's mother. I was a child born out of wedlock... A bastard, if you will. Except my father wasn't as horrible as his affair - he owned up to it. Continued to care for my mother and I despite the controversy. Smiling, I lined up all the vials in their slots and grabbed a marker from a near by counter. I began to jot down eligible short hand on each one. I used to spend the summers there. Reid and I were very close. Bowing my head as I turn my head from you, my smile disappeared. He passed away earlier this year. You know what they say like father, like son. The truth is I didn't know why I was divulging so much information to you. I felt like an open book in front of you, and my intuition was never wrong. I felt like I knew you. Like we were connected on s personal level. I felt oddly exposed even though you were a stranger a heroin addict... a patient. But my gut never lied, and if there was any benefit to posession some of the Power, it was that I had exception instincts and could predict things before they happen simply on just that a gut feeling. You know, there's truth to those tales. Standing up, I moved the vials over to a mini fridge and placed them inside. The Ipswich family are indeed addicted. But not to magic. To alcohol. Chuckling, It runs in the family. My father was a lousy drunk near the end. He passed away last year, but he was dead way before he died. Shrugging my shoulders like I was talking about something much less significant, I continued. What can you do? I sighed, Family is family. It's why I started this institution. I'm trying to find a cure for addiction. Tapping on the fridge's door, I looked over to you. All that blood... It's in the contract. It's for my research. A young doctor with a big dream - to find a way to illiminate all addicition. In reality, I was trying to find a cure for a specific addiction - the addiction to the Power. My goal was to use the addiction of alcohol and drugs to understand the phsyical drain it has on the body, then apply that research to warlocks and descendants of Ipawich. It was a stretch, but it was working. I was finding ways to treat an addiction to the Power, by using similar drugs to treat hard drugs like heroin and crack. Changing the subject, I reverted my attention back to Caleb. Oh yes. I chuckled regrettably. After the Ipswich terror- I stopped mid-sentence, coming to a bit of a revelation. Uhm. I fumbled on my words. There was a tragedy some years ago... Looking over to you. A young man named Chase Collins... he tried to murder Caleb's girlfriend at the time. Their relationship didn't survive the trauma. Walking over to the bed, Chase Collins. Ever heard of him?
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

A tragedy? He asked, arching a brow. The way I heard it nobody got hurt and an old building burned down, he said and watched her closely, curiously. They'd talked about it to others. That surprised him. It also surprised him Caleb and Sarah hadn't worked out, they'd seem perfectly fine afterwards. But then again, he wasn't exactly perfectly functioning in the mental department, not that he'd admit it. He pursed his lips and shrugged a shoulder. I don't think much people were too concerned, nobody was hurt, didn't hear much about it, he said with a light shrug of his shoulder. Part of him wondered how she would feel knowing he was Chase Collins, the one who'd tried to kill her ex. But people only thought he'd tried to kill Sarah, which was interesting. She'd only been a pawn of course. Everyone had been a pawn for him to get to Caleb. To get to his power. But they thought he'd been after Sarah. Or at least that's how they told it. It was curious as to why they'd lie to someone so close to the family. The way she spoke, she knew of the power too. Or at least she knee a bit of something. And if her and Reid shard a father, could she have powers as well? He was very curious now. I didn't actually read the contract, he admitted after a few minutes and swung his legs over the edge of the table and sat up. His eyes were slitted a bit more than usual because of the headache but he could deal with it. The lights were the worst. Sitting up brought on throbbing but it was bearable compared to lights. What kind of research do you do? He asked, tilting his head to gaze up at her as a small smirk slid onto his face. I mean, to find a cure for addiction you can't just use blood right? There's got to be some sort of other element there to figure it out, he commented and kept his eyes locked onto hers. She'd changed a lot over the years but her eyes were the exact same as when they were children. I'm sorry about Reid. I didn't hear about that. I have no family so no more ties to Ipswich. Haven't heard much except for times closer to when I was there, he said and reached over and too her wrist in his hand and lifted it to look over the bracelet. His adoptive mother had helped him make it. What happened to him? The boy who made you that? He asked, looking from the bracelet back to her face.
Thread: The Power in Addiction [Defiant x Temptationist]

Her answer about the boy from his childhood surprised him. He hadn't expected her to have had no say in not seeing him again. There was a twinge in his gut as he eyed the bracelet then lifted his gaze back to her face. He wondered why she'd been pulled away. Why would a parent suddenly uproot her child and just leave? Why do you still wear the bracelet? He asked. The question was out of his mouth before he could think about what he was actually saying. He didn't care. Well he did. But he didn't want to. He'd murdered his adoptive parents and tried to kill another man, threatening to burn his girlfriend alive, to gain more power. He shouldn't care about a stupid romance from when he was a child. Chase glanced down at her arms when her hands moved to his neck. Do you miss him? He asked, again. His mouth was talking but his brain wasn't exactly on the same page as his vocal cords apparently. Or maybe it was his heart doing the leading in this situation. But that organ was supposed to be more or less just to pump his blood through his veins so attractive doctors can stab him with needles and pull it out. Her demeanour changed so suddenly but he could feel it. There was a connection between their powers and he felt it as a little buzz. Almost like an electrical charge. It was tiny for him, not having as much of an effect on him as it did on her. His expression shifted smoothly. Going from who he was pretending to be, to who he was so easily it was almost creepy. Wow. I did not think women could possess the power. That is... very intriguing. Guess you do learn something new everyday, he commented and his right index and middle fingers twitched as the door locked and he slid forward, slipping off of the table and lifted his hand to press a few fingers to his head and closed his eyes as he let out a sigh, the headache disappearing. He opened his eyes, smirking as he stood within inches of her, nose only centimetres from hers. Guess I didn't need to shoot myself full of heroine to get in and try to hide from an addiction, he said with a light laugh, his eyes looking over her face. And the really, really interesting part. Tink. Is the history we already share. That... that was completely unexpected. I will admit it caught me off guard, he stepped aside, moving past her. But you can relax. Stop with the whole kid caught with her hand in the cookie jaw look. I ain't gonna hurt you. Cause you can help me, he spun on his heel so he was facing her again. And I can help you. I'm dying because I'm addicted to something... No other doctor on this planet can understand except you. And you have no other live patient... correction. Conscious? Is that what you did to Reid? Put him to sleep while you find a cure? Whatever you did. Now you have me. And I don't want to die, he stated. You don't want your brother to die. Save me. You save him, he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as he watched her closely.