Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ.

“He had to cool me down to take another round, now I'm back in the ring to take another swing...” #McJakobs [ʀᴘ—ᴏᴄ—18+—ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ—#Sɪɴᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ]

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

“Hᴇʟʟ ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ @AurantiacoAngel ᴀɴᴅ I ᴀʀᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ Hᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ Hᴇʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍʙɪɴᴇᴅ. Fᴜᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs.”

• Sᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ
• Aʟɪᴀs: #Sɪɴᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
• 🔞 #NSFW 🏳️‍🌈
• Bᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ ⤵️

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

Merry Christmas @AurantiacoAngel 😈

[Beauregard Jacobs @AurantiacoAngel]

Merry Christmas @DauntingOccisor 😈

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel

[♡ @astralbaes]

could be us

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

TW: violence, gay slurs, mental health

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

Pure, basic instinct.

Read: https://t.co/M87UtqQtKJ

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

“Hᴇʟʟ ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ @AurantiacoAngel ᴀɴᴅ I ᴀʀᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ Hᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ Hᴇʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍʙɪɴᴇᴅ. Fᴜᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs.”

• Sᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ
• Aʟɪᴀs: #Sɪɴᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
• 🔞 #NSFW 🏳️‍🌈
• Bᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ ⤵️

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

TW: blood, gore

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

Gᴀᴠɪɴ's ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ

Read: https://t.co/nZEU2f8gV5

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ hitting the bundle of nerves inside him.

Gavin places both his hands in front of him on Beau’s chest, hoping to keep himself steady as he continues to ride his lover.

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel • Country Home? I’ll Take You There •

Ever since the incident with Beau killing that guy who’d once been a client of Beau’s, Gavin had been worried about his lover. The killer had nightmares about someone taking him away from Beau, and ~

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel A whine falls from Gavin’s lips when he felt Beau’s hand wrap around his cock, throbbing in his hand and leaving the killer without words for a moment.

“So f-fucking sensitive, daddy..it hurts, but it feels so good.”

He cries again when he sinks further down on Beau’s length~

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ a head rush clouds his senses for a moment, yet at the same time it’s pleasing to the killer?

He bites his bottom lip, clenching tightly around Beau’s length as he sinks down on him, whimpers being pulled from him each time.

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel At the feel of Beau’s hand on his stomach, Gavin’s a whimpering mess and speaking unintelligibly.

His cock is throbbing and twitching between them at Beau’s words, which only pulls more moans from the killer.

In his haste to turn them over so Gavin is now on top of his lover~

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ be told to stop. Please don’t let that be soon.

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ spilling over his stomach and he cries out, tightening around his lover as tears slide down the sides of his face.

But just because he came doesn’t mean that Gavin’s finished with what Beau tasked him to do. No no no.

He would continue doing what he’s doing until he would ~

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ Beau...fuck...please...daddy...I...”

And the killer would have finished his plea, but he found his mouth once again pressed against Beau’s skin, tongue lapping at the crimson staining his pale flesh.

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ flesh, moaning loudly at the copper taste of the other man’s blood on his tongue. His head falls back against the pillow, mouth coated in his boyfriend’s blood as incoherent sentences fall from the killer’s mouth. “Please, ~

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel ~ knowing that the vibrations from his mouth to his boyfriend's skin would drive him wild. "I love you too." He whispers against his lover's flesh, hot and heavy breaths escaping his lips. "So..fucking..much."

[Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Hᴀᴡᴋ Kɪʟʟᴇʀ. @DauntingOccisor]

@AurantiacoAngel Gavin's fingers were carding through Beau's hair when his thrusts pick up speed, despite it being the slightest. He was quick to meet his boyfriend's thrusts, whining against his flesh as his mouth moves further and further down his neck, ~