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⠀ ‘ I ask that you kindly 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣, from touching my prosthetics. ‘ ⠀
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so i sit and wait like an abandoned dog waiting for its owner. impatient, restless, and forever waiting.
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@WOLVENSTRIPES ⠀ || Of course he would. He’ll consider it, so long as he continues to improve upon his posture. ⠀
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⠀ || I think about Lycaon in chastity every single day. ⠀
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@WlNNlNGSMlLE ⠀ There is grace to be found even amidst moments of passion. Even as Sidon eases into his depths, the Thiren maintains a calm disposition, save for his shuddery groans, as the prince reaches depths previously untouched. . . Scaled flesh meets fur, rousing a chorus of slaps. ⠀
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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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⠀ 𝓞thers seem to forget that he too, has urges. Lycaon is not exempt from depraved desires, no matter how refined he may make himself out to be. ⠀
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⠀ ‘ Your lack of basic decorum is particularly striking. How. . . unpolished. ‘ ⠀
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⠀ || What is within my threads is not necessarily required for any scenes I write. I’m flexible, and will write pretty much whatever, so long as my scene partner also enjoys it. ⠀
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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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⠀ — proving to be more intimate than the last. His tongue brushes along Legoshi’s own. He pulls away, breathless. ‘ You’ve. . . become important to me. ‘ The Thiren murmurs, still cupping the younger man’s chin.
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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— ⠀
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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⠀ — prosthetics. His expression remains calm and collected, save for his eyes, that which carry an animalistic glare. One of unbridled savagery. His entire body twists, his shin flying towards Slayer’s visage, in an attempt to make contact. ⠀
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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 — ⠀
* 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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