rustandglass:

ofviolentdeath:

Devin barely heard the words, almost convinced it was all part of some dream he was having due to the blood loss. It wouldn’t have been the first time, honestly, and it made waking up the next day such a task. He didn’t want it to be just a dream again.

His eyes slipped shut entirely, his breathing evening out, but not before he was curling his fingers over Zayde’s wrist like a child clutching its favorite teddy bear.

Zayde didn’t dare move his hand away, realizing just how much he missed even the smallest amount of physical contact with Devin and, holy hell, he needed this. Careful not to disturb the other, Zayde shifted position so that he could lie down and curl up beside Devin’s sleeping form, still not quite bold enough to cuddle up to him, but enough so that he could at least maintain contact and watch the other sleep for a while until he passed back out too.

Devin couldn’t remember the last time he had actually slept well, so waking up without feeling like shit was almost foreign to him. It took longer for his brain to process thats he was wrapped around someone else. Slowly, he went to move until the scent hit him and last night came back in a hazy stream.

“Mornin’…”

rustandglass:

ofviolentdeath:

“More like actual apartments. There’s a kitchen, dining area, living room, bathroom, anywhere between 1 and 3 bedrooms and Cord says we can use one of the two bedroom ones.”

There was also a pretty strict no weapons in the bar policy, but the demon was letting it slide under the condition that Vega took full responsibility for Rabbit while they were there. Which was a promise she could easily handle.

“That’s a building separate to the actual bar though. Then there’s the garage that’s got all of the cars. I think it was supposed to be a barn at one point though.”

Rabbit simply nodded along with the stream of information, most of it rolling over his head aside from the important parts.

Though the fact that there was a garage full of old cars there was the thing that caught his interest the most, Rabbit wasn’t averse to there being a bar on the premises either, since he did like drinking  and whatever they served had to be a lot better than rigger moonshine, which he was about seventy five percent sure used actual battery acid in the brewing process, though nobody ever confirmed for certain when he used to ask as a kid.

Her grin shifted to something a little more playful as a thought crossed her mind. “Bet I can beat you at a game of pool.” She knew he’d win at darts, but pool she was good at.

“I sort of got everything set up in advance in case you actually agreed. Made sure there weren’t too many people there right now too. Even most of my cousins aren’t home this weekend.” Which was definitely a good thing with how Judas and Evangeline could get.

mythsandmonsters:

Teeth scraped hungrily over the flesh of Tass throat, Cam’s hands shaking as he blindly fumbled trying to undo the others pants. In his worked up state, he was so in need of every part of Tass, both physically and emotionally, that he had no idea which of them he’d prefer to top at that moment.

It had been easy to get carried away, to get lost in the moment. But waking up and Cam still being there was almost surreal. It had been far too long since he had even just slept next to someone and the realization made him ache. His fingers skimmed over Cam’s arm, guided by old habits and muscle memory and gods had Tass missed this.

mythsandmonsters:

“Okay.”

He caught himself just nodding along in agreement, the faintest trace of a smile barely reaching the surface out of old habit, and for once, he was actually starting to realise just how much almost everything he did in terms of interacting with others was built on a system of playing along, not genuine choice or desire. It was a very obvious artefact of his training, an indicator of the blank slate his father had taught him to be underneath because that had been what had made him a better hunter.

The sudden realisation was an uncomfortable one, and if Zeke was completely honest, he found it more than a little distressing.

The shift in his emotion was easy to notice and Gwen turned back to face him, head tipped to the side and a frown tugging on her lips. In that moment, she looked almost like a puppy trapped in a human body, which probably wasn’t too far off from the truth. 

“Are you okay? You smell…” she paused and scented the air, forgetting for a moment that he was a hunter, “distressed or upset?” She was worried she had done something wrong.

Wanted to do more after work but I went to my brother’s house and then had driving practice with sis-in-law. Gotta be back up at the ass crack of morning for work so I am passing the fuck out. I should be on more tomorrow night since I close on Thursday and Friday.

rustandglass:

That word alone was enough to have Zayde almost bursting into tears. Up until that point, he was still trying to fight the feeling that he wasn’t wanted and that he should leave, but that word…

“I’ll stay,” he whispered softly, the words almost a whimper as he nodded and tentatively moved close enough to be within reach if Devin wanted him to be. “If you want me to, I’ll never leave you again. I promise.”

His heart hurt with the way it ran toward even the slightest glimmer of hope, despite Zayde being afraid to be rejected. Even if it was just one night, it was enough for him for now.

Devin barely heard the words, almost convinced it was all part of some dream he was having due to the blood loss. It wouldn’t have been the first time, honestly, and it made waking up the next day such a task. He didn’t want it to be just a dream again.

His eyes slipped shut entirely, his breathing evening out, but not before he was curling his fingers over Zayde’s wrist like a child clutching its favorite teddy bear.

rustandglass:

“So like a hotel or somethin’?”

He was only asking just so he could quantify what to expect from the place based on things that were already in his scope of knowledge and experience, a trick Red had taught him when he was still a kid to help him minimise his anxiety when he started to feel like things were getting too out of control for him. It helped if he could associate it with something he was already familiar with, at least on a technical level, so that it made it easier to anticipate and adjust to smaller changed in that perception.

“More like actual apartments. There’s a kitchen, dining area, living room, bathroom, anywhere between 1 and 3 bedrooms and Cord says we can use one of the two bedroom ones.”

There was also a pretty strict no weapons in the bar policy, but the demon was letting it slide under the condition that Vega took full responsibility for Rabbit while they were there. Which was a promise she could easily handle.

“That’s a building separate to the actual bar though. Then there’s the garage that’s got all of the cars. I think it was supposed to be a barn at one point though.”