James Alexander S

• “But man is not made for defeat," he said. "A man can be destroyed but not defeated.” — OC|MC /•/ James Alexander. — The Order of the Spider /•/ Identified as the Scorpion. — Owner of the well-known hotel InteraScorpia. Specified for assassin(s) living an ordinary life.

@NotAFragileWeb — so bad that you want to break what’s left of mine? [My eyes burned in the night, my chest tightening as I growled like an animal in heat.] Fucking answer me!

@NotAFragileWeb — her head. My breath jagged, my face worn out as I stretched her arms and crushed her with my weight, letting her feel the pressure and share some of the delicious pain she gave me.] You say you need me now? Do you like tormenting me? Is that it? Did I break your heart —

/Assigned: The Scorpion, James Alexander. Location: Warehouse—details and link below. Time: Midnight./ I tried to avoid looking over my shoulder, wondering what thoughts were running through Nora’s mind. She said ‘come back home’—I’ve said —

@NotAFragileWeb — No… I snapped out of the warmth between her breasts, my loins in agony to be satisfied. My fingers trembled to claim her in the midst of the wreckage. I hated her… I hated myself for wanting her in spite of everything that had happened. I hated how I had let Nora down —

@NotAFragileWeb [“I am not playing you. I am reminding you.” Her hand slipped between my legs. I snarled at the thought of being trapped here with her, unable to find clarity. She was like red mist—Nora had mentioned how I was under her spell, lapping at her feet like a dog. —

Featuring @Cryptoiclus

@FeistyBellaT Yes. I do relate. You know me.

@Cryptoiclus I'd have thought you'd know and relatr

Who's alive?

@NotAFragileWeb — don’t want you like this…

@NotAFragileWeb — her eyes were haunting enough that I didn’t have to search for them. The pale light of the moon was disappearing, making it hard to read her reaction.] I don’t want this… [Head buried between her breasts, smelling her. The lily of the valley perfume intoxicating me.] I —

@FeistyBellaT Interesting…

@Cryptoiclus People are rarely home these days, James

@FeistyBellaT You did? Hmm…

@Cryptoiclus I did think that.

@NotAFragileWeb — was the curse, keeping a famished soul from possessing what it craved. A groan tore from my lips, grinding sharp and with feverish ferocity as if my life depended on it.]

@NotAFragileWeb — nothing as my mouth fell on hers, kissing her and swallowing the air from her lungs. The carnal in me sought the carnal in her as I pinned her arms above her head and opened her fully by diving between her legs. Clothes kept us apart, but the friction —