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انضم Ağustos 2025
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𝓥. أُعيد تغريده
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Lycaon gently smooths a hand over his waistcoat, straightening it with precision, and ease. He regards the [ reader ] with his ruby, red gaze.
‘ Good evening. It is rare, that I am sought out without a cause. I expect that your presence is more than a simple courtesy. ‘
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Obscene.
He would display himself so boldly, and without restraint?
Still, he’s. . . enticed.
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𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗖 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘@CONSTRUCSTXD
ㅤ Considering stopping using the uniform around his waist. It doesn't stop anything from being watched anywho. ㅤ
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Being able to see them for yourself is a rarity.
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𝓥.@RESTRAIIINT
⠀ Lycaon wears only the finest undergarments. High quality, often silky, in texture. . . ⠀
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@MatchMyPhreak ⠀
. . . I see.
A collar is not a fashion statement. It signifies ownership. Restraint.
I deal in efficiency, not discomfort.
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They’re not as uncomfortable as they look.
…or so I’ve heard…
𝓥.@RESTRAIIINT
⠀ A collar. . . ? Preposterous. ⠀
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Lycaon gasps, as their lips part. He leans away for a moment, seemingly taken aback by the gesture.
‘ . . . ‘
He’s silent for a moment, before his grasp returns, thumb caressing the younger Thiren’s cheek. His hot breath seeps forth, as their lips meet again, this time—
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𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢.@BeastlikeLover
- kiss him on the lips for a moment, but soon after quickly pulling away. "I-I'm sorry, I got overwhelmed!" He looked away shyly, his dick throbbed immensely, now pressed between Lycaon's thighs, showing him how hung the wolf was.
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‘ . . . Very well. ‘
Lycaon adjusts a glove, clenching outstretched digits into a fist. Leather creaks as the whirring grows, a harsh chill filling their shared space.
A moment of stillness follows, before Lycaon propels himself forward, launched by the power of his —
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* 𝒊. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐒@DRACULLED
They split, Slayer’s form briefly blurs. It’s this.. undulating tide — and a chitter of something animalistic. “Slayer will do, my good man.” He beckons. Come on then. Try.
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‘ They will, if you carry yourself like one. ‘
Lycaon sighs, feeling a pang of guilt. He only had the lupine’s best interest in mind. His intentions were pure, despite how stern he may seem.
‘ I apologise, if my conduct was. . . severe. ‘
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𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘧 / 𝘈𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘴@WOLVENSTRIPES
"Not like me acting better will make them see me as anything more than a savage.." The wolf half-muttered while still trying to obey Lycaon's orders... by now he knew better than not to do so, he didn't wanna deal with Lycaon being upset at him. "... thanks, though.."
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A soft gasp seeps past his lips, as fur meets flesh. He narrows his gaze, deep, red scleras brimming with animosity, yet, peppered with traces of adrenaline.
‘ Von Lycaon. You may consider this a courtesy. I intend to make this quick. ‘
His interlocked digits tighten, —
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* 𝒊. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐒@DRACULLED
Heel to heel, and fingers.. tenderly locked. A rose snagged between his teeth. “What name should I call you, my opponent-𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩?”
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