S. Mercer

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I'm Samson, but you'll call me Sam.

/rp;

(I’m having a serious rp craving. Someone help?)

emyxbradley:

“Hi gigantor. How’s it going?”

"It’s going. How the hell have you been?"

(Source: samson-mercer, via nxmphe)

emyxbradley:

samson-mercer:

Hello? Anyone? 

“Hey there.”

"Well, ahem. Hi girly."

(via nxmphe)

Hello? Anyone? 

chit chat?

anyone?

someone to talk to.

runeanddestroy:

samson-mercer:

runeanddestroy:

samson-mercer:

would be great.

Hi…

Hello there.

And what is your name…before I forget my manners.

I’m Samson, but you can call me Sam. Yourself?

(via kingoftheswarm)

someone to talk to.

runeanddestroy:

samson-mercer:

would be great.

Hi…

Hello there.

(via kingoftheswarm)

someone to talk to.

would be great.

…well.

Sam?

jaimewilde:

samson-mercer:

He nodded slowly, jolts of pleasure dancing on his skin. “I missed you, too, baby.” He let his hands roam over her smooth back, feeling the tiny hairs raise. He caressed her lips with his own, his tongue slowly darting out and rubbing hers. Sam slowly let her small frame down onto the bed and engaged in another rough kiss. He nipped at her lips and grunted deeply as he felt his pants grow tight. He allowed his lips to cling to her neck, sucking and licking lightly. Quickly, his hands met with the button on Jaime’s jeans, unfastening them as fast as possible as he kicked off his own. The urge to thrust himself into her grew with each second. Sam could feel his fangs itching and tingling, there was an uncontrollable need to sink his teeth into her, too.

She knew they needed to talk, or rather, she wanted to talk to him but that had been the last thing on her mind as soon as his lips met with her own. She kissed him, her tongue coaxing at his own as she moaned against his lips. She couldn’t control the hunger, as though she was addicted to him, to his taste. She closed her eyes as she focused on his kisses, her nails digging into his back as she slowly dragged them down against his skin, leaving behind small rose coloured marks.  She tilted her head to the side, baring her neck to him as he kissed, her hands slipping down to her jeans as soon as they were unbuttoned. She worked them off, squirming beneath Sam’s body until she could kick them off and her legs wrapped around his waist.  She kissed him again, biting down on his lower lip as she gently tugged. She was already wet for him, chills moving down her spine as she felt his lips over her, as she felt how hard he was. She suddenly couldn’t get enough of him.

Sam allowed himself to move lower towards her throbbing core. He could hear her heart pounding through her stomach as his hands propped her thighs up. Spreading her legs wider, Sam grinned as he brought his face closer to her  throbbing core. He inhaled deeply, taking her scent in. He could hear the blood rushing through her veins, the sound turning him on more and more by the second. He pressed his lips to her wet center, letting his tongue dance across the hot and bothered skin. He grinned and moaned against her, “Baby.” Raising her legs up higher, Sam began to form a pattern and rhythm with his tongue that moved faster and faster as her breathing and moaning changed. She moved her hips across his face, pushing down harder and scratching at hiss scalp. Sam allowed two fingers to slip into Jaime’s warm body, stroking at her gently. He grinned up at her, seeking approval.  

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