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"Hello! My name is Salma! I'm apart of the military police, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!"

Mother of Cornelius de Luca Sinclair
Relationship status: Dating Taras Hawke

FaceClaim: Michelle Dockery

M!A: None!

Childhood friend
Biological brother
My idiot sister


((This is an RP blog for a group on deviantArt, solely for the purpose of having fun. If you don't like it, tough cookies.
**OC/Canon character friendly!
**Alternate Universes friendly!
NSFW and spoilers tagged.))

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salma-sinclair:
With the heat sweltering, the poor bunny girl couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the feeling of that grew in her groin. So twitching her nose, she moved to find Taras in hopes he could help her with her little problem.

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair

Laying down on the couch, Taras shut his eyes as he tried to block out the heat — with his shirt gone and a fan blowing on him, he opens one eye when he hears someone enter the room, his ears swiveling towards the source. “Salma?”

Salma licks her lips when she sees Taras lying there, her skin feeling hotter. “Y-Yeah…it’s me..”

Slowly making her way to the bed, she takes off her t shirt and bra in as her body temperature picked up.
She eventually finds herself crawling onto him, burying her face into his neck.
“I’m hot,Taras..” she whimpered, her cotton ball like tail wiggling.

His face turns red when he sees her strip down topless, admiring her large…assets before she lays down on him. It was too hot for this. Taras pats her lower back, rubbing his hand over her. “I have a fan going if you need to lay in front of it—”

"No…I need more," Salmaa says as she shakes her head, rubbing against him. "I…I want more.." she whispers, closing her eyes as she focused on the friction she was building up.

"M-more…?" he blushes, his tail twitching a bit at the tone of her voice. The friction between them that she was creating, it heated him from the core and flushed his cheeks. Her body was so tantalizingly close, bare… "I—uhm…ah…"

She pulls away and looks at Taras, looking at him with half lidded eyes.
"Please…? I want you.."

He swallowed and stared up at her with wide green eyes, the seductive glaze in her own made him shiver. How a rabbit could seduce a wolf was beyond him, but oh, she was just so good at it. Placing his hands on her hips, he leaned up and presses his lips to hers.

Salma presses her lips against his eagerly,only to pull away for air. Even so, she moves to kiss his cheek and nuzzles against it.
salma-sinclair:
With the heat sweltering, the poor bunny girl couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the feeling of that grew in her groin. So twitching her nose, she moved to find Taras in hopes he could help her with her little problem.

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair

Laying down on the couch, Taras shut his eyes as he tried to block out the heat — with his shirt gone and a fan blowing on him, he opens one eye when he hears someone enter the room, his ears swiveling towards the source. “Salma?”

Salma licks her lips when she sees Taras lying there, her skin feeling hotter. “Y-Yeah…it’s me..”

Slowly making her way to the bed, she takes off her t shirt and bra in as her body temperature picked up.
She eventually finds herself crawling onto him, burying her face into his neck.
“I’m hot,Taras..” she whimpered, her cotton ball like tail wiggling.

His face turns red when he sees her strip down topless, admiring her large…assets before she lays down on him. It was too hot for this. Taras pats her lower back, rubbing his hand over her. “I have a fan going if you need to lay in front of it—”

"No…I need more," Salmaa says as she shakes her head, rubbing against him. "I…I want more.." she whispers, closing her eyes as she focused on the friction she was building up.

"M-more…?" he blushes, his tail twitching a bit at the tone of her voice. The friction between them that she was creating, it heated him from the core and flushed his cheeks. Her body was so tantalizingly close, bare… "I—uhm…ah…"

She pulls away and looks at Taras, looking at him with half lidded eyes.
"Please…? I want you.."

salma-sinclair:
With the heat sweltering, the poor bunny girl couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the feeling of that grew in her groin. So twitching her nose, she moved to find Taras in hopes he could help her with her little problem.

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair:

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair

Laying down on the couch, Taras shut his eyes as he tried to block out the heat — with his shirt gone and a fan blowing on him, he opens one eye when he hears someone enter the room, his ears swiveling towards the source. “Salma?”

Salma licks her lips when she sees Taras lying there, her skin feeling hotter. “Y-Yeah…it’s me..”

Slowly making her way to the bed, she takes off her t shirt and bra in as her body temperature picked up.
She eventually finds herself crawling onto him, burying her face into his neck.
“I’m hot,Taras..” she whimpered, her cotton ball like tail wiggling.

His face turns red when he sees her strip down topless, admiring her large…assets before she lays down on him. It was too hot for this. Taras pats her lower back, rubbing his hand over her. “I have a fan going if you need to lay in front of it—”

"No…I need more," Salmaa says as she shakes her head, rubbing against him. "I…I want more.." she whispers, closing her eyes as she focused on the friction she was building up.

suicidal-monsterr:

•Depression/Advice Blog•
salma-sinclair:
With the heat sweltering, the poor bunny girl couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the feeling of that grew in her groin. So twitching her nose, she moved to find Taras in hopes he could help her with her little problem.

taras-hawke:

salma-sinclair

Laying down on the couch, Taras shut his eyes as he tried to block out the heat — with his shirt gone and a fan blowing on him, he opens one eye when he hears someone enter the room, his ears swiveling towards the source. “Salma?”

Salma licks her lips when she sees Taras lying there, her skin feeling hotter. “Y-Yeah…it’s me..”

Slowly making her way to the bed, she takes off her t shirt and bra in as her body temperature picked up.
She eventually finds herself crawling onto him, burying her face into his neck.
“I’m hot,Taras..” she whimpered, her cotton ball like tail wiggling.

leroux-fabre:
YE FROM MUN TO MUN

You are my:
[] Acquaintance
[x] Friend
[] Stranger
[] Boyfriend/Girlfriend
[] Love Interest
[] Best Friend
[] Enemy
[] Nemesis
[] Other

I think you’re:
[] Ugly
[] Ok
[] Pretty
[x] Beautiful
[x] Gorgeous
[] Sexy
[] Hot
[x] Cute

We should:
[] Fight
[] Fuck
[] Kiss
[] Make love
[x] Text
[x] Watch films
[x] Talk

I:
[x] Like You
[] Hate You
[] Love You
[x] Think you’re …
The bee’s knees!

I secretly:
[] Hate You
[] Love You
[] Like You
[] Dislike You
[] Think You’re …
((No secret here!))
Should you reblog this?
[] Yes
((If you want to!!!))

Put ‘ye’ in my ask box and I’ll reply with

You are my:
[] Acquaintance
[] Friend
[] Stranger
[] Boyfriend/Girlfriend
[] Love Interest
[] Best Friend
[] Enemy
[] Nemesis
[] Other

I think you’re:
[] Ugly
[] Ok
[] Pretty
[] Beautiful
[] Gorgeous
[] Sexy
[] Hot
[] Cute

We should:
[] Fight
[] Fuck
[] Kiss
[] Make love
[] Text
[] Watch films
[] Talk

I:
[] Like You
[] Hate You
[] Love You
[] Think you’re …

I secretly:
[] Hate You
[] Love You
[] Like You
[] Dislike You
[] Think You’re …

Should you reblog this?
[] Yes
[] No

cosmicmoonlightx:

risewiththemoon:

These are my favorite opals. Don’t they look like hatching dragon eggs? My mom has a bunch, but we went into an opal store and they had cases and cases of them. It looked like an incubator lol

NO WAY!