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Burcu knew. He knew from the way Ozan looked at him, touched him, and smelled to him. With the weretiger he was wholly safe and desired, and for him, Burcu's heart beat with love. Their new bedroom would be their alcove from the confusing world they found themselves in, where everything made sense because the rule of law in their bed space was their mutual desire. With his legs spread and hiked open, his slicked pussy greedily took every inch of Ozan's length. After going months untouched, the entrance alone was enough to make Burcu cum around him. The wild melody of his cries was quickly swallowed up by Ozan's kiss, and yet his pleasure was so intense that his muffled volume filled the room even as he desperately returned the kiss, drinking up his Alpha's taste. Ozan fucked him through his orgasm, hitting deep in his guts with each stroke as his clenched walls milked the weretiger's dick. Pounded by his true Alpha felt so natural that his slick made it easy for Ozan to fuck him with his full power no matter how tight and sensitive he was. Burcu entangled his fingers in his lover's hair, holding him close as their bodies rocked against each other.

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When Ozan felt something warm and wet on his meat, he knew it was his lover's orgasm. He smiled with satisfaction as he continued to fuck that tight hole that belonged to the only omega he had ever truly loved in his entire life. Now the tiger was getting sweaty, the hair on his chest was never sticking to his skin as he exuded more pheromones than ever. At the same time, he could also smell Burcu's pheromones, which made him even more excited. The alpha just grunted and growled as he increased the pace of his thrusts into the bear's pussy. He could barely form words, let alone coherent sentences, but his eyes glowed red as he said, only four syllables in a deep, hoarse voice, "Let me claim you." He said this and could soon feel his cock swelling and knotting his dog's cunt. His orgasm was approaching and he knew it.

#ozan #ozan x burcu #werepackers

Is that Robbie Amell? No, that’s Beau Thorndale. The 31 year old mirror moon werecat omega cis male (he/him) is a real state agent. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be persuasive & polite, but beware, they’re also known to be sassy & imature. Can you believe they’re from the present? Me either.

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werepackers

See? All omegas were just prey waiting to be conquered. Hunt them down well and they'll melt in an Alpha's palm no matter how many games of keep away they choose to play. The gentle kisses Danilo languished Eric's skin with in no way conveyed his truest intent. He was going to devour this merman. With a grin and eyes glowing red, Danilo lifted Eric over his shoulder, carting him away with the whole bar watching. By sight, they would know the omega belonged to him tonight, but Danilo would only be satisfied once his musk pumped potently through the other's bloodstream. He wasn't a romantic though, simply a hunter on the prowl which was why he carried Eric to the bathroom. Seating him on the counter once in, Danilo inserted his body between the merman's thighs so they wouldn't close, taking the omega's mouth into his own with a hungry kiss. Furiously he gripped and pawed as they made out, his claws fraying the fabric of Eric's clothing as he explored the merman's body.

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“Oops!” Eric was startled when the alpha easily lifted him up and put him on his shoulders, but eventually he started laughing, he knew there were alphas who liked this kind of thing and what else could he do but enjoy the whole situation. He barely noticed when Danilo took him to the bathroom and placed him on the countertop, the merman looked mischievously at the tiger and bit his lower lip before having his mouth taken over by the predator’s voracity. The photographer intertwined his thighs around the police officer as he surrendered himself to the other male’s hungry tongue, when he felt the fabric being torn he was grateful for the fact that he was wearing not so new clothes “if you wanted me to be naked you just had to ask, later you’ll pay me for these clothes” he laughed but once again he returned to paying attention to the feeling of the other’s hands sliding over his skin.

#eric x danilo #eric #werepackers

werepackers

Ziggy was stretching his jaw as wide as it could go just so he could swallow Nash down. Of course he was cockhungry, his omega instincts kicking into full gear now that he was getting a noseful of sweaty Alpha musk. Having his throat stroked by such a huge dick conjured the drool bubbling up past his lips. His body wanted Nash to plunge into the depths of his gullet and pump a load for Ziggy to feast on, meaning there was little resistance as he was made to take the werelion deeper and deeper. Even as his throat crunched from being stretched out, even as his entire body jerked from the force of his audible wrenching, even as tears started to stream from his bulging eyes, Ziggy's pheromones continued to grow more potent. He was quickly reduced to a mess with all the drool and slobber once Nash began to face fuck him. Clearly in his happy place, he never once attempted to pull away or allowed the virile Alpha's cock to go cold, obviously enjoying being used in such a way. Precum stained the front of his jockstrap while slick continued to pool on the floor beneath him.

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“You really are a horny slut for abuse, right?” Nash mocked as he continued to fuck the omega’s mouth, seeing how much he was salivating with hunger for cock and the puddle of slick that dripped from the kneeling male’s hole, made the older man even more excited. Enough to start feeling his orgasm approaching, so he pulled Ziggy’s hair so that his cock was completely stuck in his throat and his nose surrounded by the lion’s bush. And then the technician arched his back and finally released his load in the other’s mouth “fuck…” he growled as he came and as soon as he finished he removed his meat from inside the weredog “did you like daddy feeding you?” He said and then gave the cadet a light slap on the face. The bigger shifter’s cock quickly got hard again as before, so he walked behind the other and squeezed the round cheeks “get on all fours bitch, I’m going to fuck your ass”

#nash #nash x ziggy #werepackers

werepackers

Burcu belonged to Ozan in body and soul. The proof was in the way his walls instinctively tightened around the Alpha's fingers. Burcu's eager pussy milked them, his tightness an indicator of how long it's been since he's been penetrated. As large as the digits were, all Ozan's touch managed to do was conjure more honeyed slick and make Burcu release a wanton growl. The omega required more. "Your scent alone is enough to trigger my body. I feel like I'm in heat Ozan," he whines, neediness seeping through his tone as his thighs spread wider, the older's musk getting stronger and more intoxicating once they were both stripped bare. "I need you, breeding me as is your right and yours alone. My Alpha, my Izikim, carrying your seed is my greatest pleasure." Cherry-red blush blooms across Burcu's face, neck and chest, his pert nipples quivering from his heavy breaths. Such a declaration felt filthy leaving his lips, but it was his truth. He recognized one Alpha: Ozan. The weretiger who could make him cum until he couldn't feel his legs.

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Ozan smiled, satisfied with the omega's words. "Don't think I don't feel the same way. Everything in me wants you, body and soul." He said in a comforting tone as he slid his hands down the other's thighs, gently opening his legs. "And that's what you'll get, my beloved Burcu. I want to breed you all night long, over and over again." The alpha laughed, holding the younger male's chin. The bricklayer couldn't wait because of how excited he was feeling when he saw the caregiver's legs open. He positioned his hard cock close to the bear's pussy. His meat slid inside due to how soaked that cunt was. The tiger then began to move his hips vigorously to fuck his lover's hole. He also leaned forward with the intention of capturing the other werebeast's lips again in a passionate kiss.

#ozan #ozan x burcu #werepackers

atlantianfell

He is correct that Captains tend to be amongst the hottest men on any given team. Leadership is directly related to confidence and charisma, and attractive individuals exude it the most. Pretty Privilege is real, and Mermen have perfected this truth to an art & weapon. The photographer fared well enough, navigating with a map of the station, only to wreck when faced with Captain Nikephoros' gold plated name tag on a polished wood piece right there, on his desk. Brows furrow as the other man walks in, immediately fumbling his introduction, and extends a hand. Far, far cry from his days in Royal Court. He stands from his office chair, posture disciplined, shoulders wide, muscular chest pushed out, and arms behind his back. Strict gaze he was about to conscript Eric into his Merman army, marching his way around his desk, standing all tall & proud in front of him now, very briefly assessing him with his stare up-and-down before nodding once, and extending his hand to meet Eric's, shaking him firm.

"Photographer." He addresses him as presented, photographer. It didn't come with a name. "Yes. You will follow me." Maybe he didn't know that the English expression came with an if in there, or maybe he knew it. Maybe Yes Daddy is the appropriate response regardless. I mean what. Gesture of his hand motioning toward the glass door Eric just walked in from, after he lets go of that firm handshake, guiding him to walk out with him. Down the corridors of the fire station, he marches on looking forward but speaking with the photographer beside him all the same. "We will pose out front, before the station's garage. The firetrucks will serve as the backdrop for most of our part, and I have prepared for some controlled flames for added decoration." He begins laying out the plan. "The men will take turns participating, so the entire force is not unavailable all at the same time in the event of an emergency. I placed an order for a variety of bright red swimwear. I'm thinking bikini brief speedos for the standard, but there may be some adventurous thongs or posing suits. What are your insights, photographer?"

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When the other merman stood up, Eric briefly noticed how tight the shirt seemed to be on his torso, higlighting his chest under the fabric, if it was a cold day his nipples would probably be highlighted too, his arms were also impressive, the hem of the sleeve seemed to be being pushed towards the shoulder by Hector's biceps. The handshake was a good sign “yes sir” he said humming and then following the captain through the firestation. He was starting to understand the alpha's game, trying to intimidate him, but the photographer wasn't the type of omega who fell for it, he was hot, he knew it and liked it, if something happened it would be on Eric's terms. “I hope we can take photos in places other than the garage” he said opening his black bag and starting to take out the tripod, camera and other equipment “about the flames I'm not sure, they could end up cutting the vibe” what an cheesy idea he thought “but I think we can try”. He listened as Hector explained his ideas “well I think we can be more daring than that, if any of the firemen are feeling especially adventurous I think we could add jockstraps, or maybe lace panties and socks, although that last one might end up cutting the vibe” At that point he realized that he hadn’t introduced himself correctly “there’s no need for all this formality, just call me Eric, I’m Eric Van Osten”

#atlantianfell #eric x hector #eric

werepackers

Burcu's flesh tingled where Ozan gripped him, filling him with an ache deep in his core. As happy as he was to have his Ikizim back to lay claim to his flesh, these last few months apart have left Burcu wanton and unfulfilled. His fingers were hardly enough to fill him after being with an Alpha like Ozan. Love and lust drove his natural submission when pinned onto his back, his folded legs bending up and spreading wide despite how restrictive he found modern garb to be. With Ozan's deep, velvety voice in Burcu's ear again, he felt free and safe for the first time in the present. Sweetened slick meant to appetize and satisfy his broad-framed weretiger coated his folds as he continued to kiss Ozan with equal passion and desperation. Every inch of his body from his hardened nipples to his two leaking holes in his pants burned with need. Only Burcu's true Alpha could deliver him pleasure.

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Ozan was pleased with how naturally Burcu was receptive to the larger man's advances, he felt as if he could do anything with his canine and he would give in completely to his desires. The tiger's calloused hands pushed up the hem of his lover's shirt, until he broke the kiss to completely remove the bear's shirt and his own, then he looked at the pair of juicy breasts and grabbed them, stimulating the nipples for a brief moment. Then he turned his attention to the omega's pants and deftly undid them and lowered them, his eyes lit up with lust when he saw the wet pussy, leaking slick that stained the mattress "you're always ready for me, aren't you?" He said teasing the younger male's pussy with his fingers, he spent a few seconds fingering it. His dick was already so hard that it was painful to keep it in his pants so the alpha lowered his pants in one go finally freeing his huge dick “do you want it, my love?”

#ozan #ozan x burcu #werepackers

snowdenjackson

"why? i'm good at it." the vampire shot back, always quick to banter or distract with words to buy himself time. "i'm beginning to understand why they put you back here though with that sunny disposition of yours. really. i don't know what's colder. you or the cooler." he teased even though he could tell through the other's body language and tone that his attempts at humor really weren't appreciated at the moment.

dropping to his feet, he fell back against the wall as he was released; his hands quickly lifting to smooth out the front of his shirt because gods forbid it wrinkles. "thank you." he muttered, the first genuine thing he's said since they met. "--and, for what it's worth, i prefer my meals and snacks to have an actual heart beat-- though i do like the idea of you breaking my legs. i've had worst first dates."

"speaking of your work, seeing as i'll be here for a few hours, and well, ignoring the i'm a lone wolf, i work alone grump vibes you're giving... do you need help with anything? figure i might as well make myself useful and, well, you know what they say about idle hands and all."

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“I'm not cold, the situation is that I'm trying to do my job but unfortunately I'm having to deal with an idiot who broke into the place where we keep the bodies of our clients' loved ones” he snorted, deciding to try and ignore the vampire's presence and just doing his duty, he started opening the drawers and filling out the clipboard. He snorted at the other's joke about dating "I'm a civilized person, I would never break your legs, not for such a stupid reason" Cyrus replied, continuing to inspect the drawers "I'm not a wolf, I'm a bear and I'm not lonely, I have a lot of friends” he said in a defensive tone as he checked the last body. “honestly, there's nothing you can do here, and if I were you I'd find a better hiding place, soon the people preparing the body for the wake will arrive here, it's better for you if they don't find you” he smiled sarcastically as he walked away from the cooler and left Elgin alone.

#cyrus #cyrus x elgin #fangsnfair

werepackers

Like a hunter closing in on his prey, Danilo began to occupy more of Eric's space with his broad frame until Danilo quite literally had the omega caged in with his arms. "Do you know how intoxicating a merman's scent is for a feline? I could eat you out all day and still never get my fill," he growls, a single clawed finger coming up to stroke Eric's cheek. The aquatics were fun to toy with. Wet, strong, and of course constantly teasing Danilo's predacious instincts. "I'm gonna do things to you tonight, Eric. Things that'll fuck you up and make you see God. And you're gonna let me," he declares, tilting the omega's chin up and bringing their mouths close together but never touching. Instead, Danilo begins to kiss his bearded jaw, his other hand pressing Eric's thigh to ensure his legs remain open. "Isn't that right?"

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He saw the alpha coming towards him, but he only realized that he was already cornered when he had to stretch his arm to reach his glass, but as soon as he touched the glass he left the drink aside as there was something more interesting with the to worry about. Eric was impressed with how direct the weretiger had been and he needed to think a little to give a suitable answer “they say I have that effect on people” he smiled “well, I hope I can provide you with a feast” he replied while bit his lower lip. “Your promises are leaving me with high expectations, Danilo…” he commented, already able to feel the pheromones of what the other man was releasing, a lump formed in his throat when the other male kissed his chin and he sighed when his thigh was touched and pressed “you convinced me, let’s go somewhere else and I want you to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow…”

#eric x danilo #eric #werepackers

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Every action Ozan took—whether he did it with a roar or a purr—worked towards seducing Burcu. It had been that way since the werebear first saw Ozan forced to fight and while Burcu tended to his injuries of course. He was the first and only Alpha to show him that the touch from hands capable of forming fists could be pleasurable, even when those hands were rough due to a rut. Burcu stripped off his shirt and quickly fell into his new bed with Ozan, kissing him deeply while running a hand down his torso. "You won't lose me, I've been waiting for you. I don't need anyone else but you," he reassures, the honeyed scent radiating from him proof of that. While he longingly rubs himself against Ozan's thigh, he begins to kiss the tiger's neck and chest, lavishing his Alpha's broad frame with deep-rooted affections. "This place is beautiful. I want the air saturated with our scent so that it can truly be our home."

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Ozan excitedly received the omega's kiss, how long had he missed this taste sweeter than bee honey. The builder felt the hair on his body stand up as his battle scars were touched by Burcu's soft hands "oh, Canim, you are everything to me, I want to have you for eternity" the alpha's arms wrapped around the waist of the smaller male and he stretched his wrist a little to be able to grab the round and fleshy ass that he so desired. A bulge began to form in his pants as he felt his lover's crotch rubbing against the older man's thigh, he let out grunts of satisfaction as he felt the bear's soft kisses on his skin "and it will be, I promise our love will fill this whole place.” the tiger smiled and then reversed positions, now she was on top of the caregiver, he wasted no time and held the other's wrists above his head and began kissing his lips lasciviously, with hunger and haste.

#ozan #ozan x burcu #werepackers

snowdenjackson

he wasn't expecting river's thing to be, well, music-- and he was right. sure, music could be loud and annoying at times, but there wasn't much he could do with that aside from being a nuisance to someone; it really wasn't the greatest defense. "that--" the elf let out a heavy sigh as he pursed his lips and nodded his head. "--that is not what i was expecting. i'm sure you are plenty talented," he added on with an almost emotionless tone that made it hard to tell if he genuinely believed that or was just being polite for the sake of conversation, "but you're right. that probably won't do much for you... and as far as your name tag is concerned, i worked in a body shop for a few years and wore a jumpsuit with the name carson stitched into it but that isn't my name. it happens."

his posture shifted as river directed his attention back to the bow in question. you know, the whole reason he was here in the first place? "right, yes. this one will do." he answered with a nod of his head. "what do i owe you?"

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“Thank you, maybe one day you can see me play” said River politely, although he thought it unlikely as the band was a hobby and they didn't perform outside of his parents' garage “I understand” he laughed due to the joke made by Alton. He took the bow from the other man's hands and packed it carefully and then handed it to him “nothing, you can just take it, that's how things work in New Haven” he shrugged “have a good night” he said coming back to the counter and again picking up the magazine to read.

#river #river x alton #fangsnfair

evendarkerdays

When he was told by a city housing organizer that he had family already living in New Haven he was taken aback. He couldn’t imagine anyone in his family would actually want to move to a city like New Haven. The Frederiksen family held some power and influence in the world outside the magic bubble, obtained from generations of work and corporate politics and undoubtedly dirty dealings. They owned a national telecommunications network and invested in many other business ventures. Eventually, the family became the type of wealthy that was almost cartoonish. He couldn’t imagine a single member of his family who would choose to live in such a podunk town. Sam’s square jaw nearly fell to the floor when the housing representative mentioned Sven but hearing Cyrus’s name was a little sobering. The only reason he sat foot in New Haven was the promise from his parents of a career he’d enjoy and now that he stood on Cy’s doorstep it felt like a terrible decision to surprise him after two decades of no contact. But as the door opened he realized it was too late to take back that choice.

Sam’s brows perked and his lips pressed together into something of a smirk as he was met by Cyrus. God, he looked so old, but in a great way. The momentary pause almost had him sweating before he heard his name from his big bro’s mouth. Samson’s lips parted but he wasn’t quite sure what to say just before he was invited inside. The large blonde stepped into the house and glanced around. After a few feet inside the door he turned and looked at Cyrus. “Well– Did you know, when you arrive in the city they ask if you have a preference for housing? And they ask if you want to live with a family member.” He paused on purpose as he quickly surveyed the other werebear’s face for a reaction.

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Cyrus knew that this moment would come at some point, a part of him was afraid and uncertain, another wanted to do everything possible to prevent this moment from coming, and there was also a third part that longed for it and wanted to see his little brother again and hug him. it strong. but that was not what the use did, instead he stood before Samson, who looked different, time had passed and the omega had changed, but something in the glow of his eyes transported the undertaker into a tunnel of the time to more than twenty years in the past. “I know that, but there were no Frederiksen living here at that time.” besides I came here precisely to cut ties with all the frederiksen then he went up the stairs leading the blond man to a room that was unoccupied “you can put your things here, it's smaller than the room when we were kids” he smiled nostalgically “but I think there’s enough space for you to build your nest and everything else”

#cyrus x samson #cyrus #evendarkerdays

werepackers

Excellent slut, good boy, the more Nash teased him with these pet names the more Ziggy wanted to be called them definitively. He wanted to be praised for giving the lion pleasure no other omega could just as badly as he wanted to be bred until his hole was a loose-sloppy mess. "I do! I do! I love the way you smell," he confirmed while sniffing incredibly deeply at Nash's crotch. An Alpha's underwear seemed like an excellent treat, which meant he would really have to push his limits to earn it. "You're so fucking huge, I don't think I can take it..." he says, mouth agape while he got his face beat by the cock he desired. Ziggy's hands worshiped Nash's thighs and torso with long strokes, his blue eyes never looking anywhere but up at the Alpha. "...but a good slut can be made to take it, right? Will you please make me take every inch?" he begs with wide, puppydog eyes. He holds this look as he takes Nash's length in hand, moves it towards his open mouth, and begins to slurp and suck him hungrily. Whimpers and moans could be heard, but as he begins to take Nash deeper into his throat, Ziggy can be heard gagging a bit. But he doesn't dare remove his lips from around the Alpha dick he's been blessed with, the musky, post-workout taste shooting pleasure right to his brain.

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From the first time he saw Ziggy, the lion already knew that he was perfect to become a slut and that it only took a certain effort to get him to accept that side of himself, now that Nash had managed to break through the shell it would just be fun between him and his new puppy. He bit his bottom lip as the smaller male eagerly took the cock into his mouth, he loved the way that warm, wet mouth accommodated It “you’re really cockhungry aren’t you?” He asked rhetorically, knowing the other wouldn't interrupt the blowjob just to talk. The weredog's gagging painted a smile on the alpha's face, and he grabbed the brown strands of hair and began to thrust his hips forward, deepening his meat into the omega's throat, until the slightly younger man's nose was buried in his pubic hair. of the technician. “If your mouth is already like this, imagine what it will be like to fuck your hole” he commented, starting a series of vigorous thrusts into the police cadet's mouth.

#nash #nash x ziggy #werepackers

foxlawed

he felt so light in this moment, like everything was going to be okay. he'd really needed some peace, quiet & a little nap to get through the day it seemed. he definitely could've kept going, but a soothing voice woke him & he snapped away, only now realizing he'd ...passed out on a bench in the park in some stranger's arms. he did smell pretty harmless. well, he also wasn't really a stranger, because nathan - as head of were werefolk in new haven, knew many of them, even if only by name & picture.

he knew this one; quite a big name in the human world, less so in theirs, because they all had bigger fish to fry on earth than to explore beyond the skies, but it was an impressive task to have achieved regardless. he rubbed his eyes & stifled a little yawn, sitting back up & shooting the other a sheepish little smile. "sorry, been a short night. thanks for not letting me drop. go, go. don't let him get away." he knew all too well what kids were like & how quickly they could just …vanish. tiny little monsters, really. “i'll just have to find someone else to nap on, shouldn't be too hard.” nathan added with a little smile.

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As the other shifter finally moved so they were looking at each other's faces, Lyle recognized him instantly, this was Nathan, the werefolk representative on the city council "oh, Mr Gray, it's a pleasure to see you here" he said. him scratching the back of his head and with an affable smile on his face. “You can lean against me when I get back” he shrugged before yawning, opening his mouth and involuntarily protruding his rodent incisor teeth for a brief instant “it wasn’t any bother” he got up from the bench and walked towards the playground.

He looked around and luckily Aaron hadn't gone more than a few meters away, but he held the boy's hand and walked with him to the playground, once there he crouched down until he was at eye level with the little capybara. “champ, can you do something for me?” In response, the son nodded “don't leave the playground again, I don't want to lose sight of you” so they crossed pinkies, after which the father ruffled the child's brown hair and returned to his seat. Sitting back down next to Nathan, Lyle leaned his back against the bench and let out a breath of air before gently pulling the fox so that his head rested on the professor's shoulder, who in turn wrapped his arm around the councilman again.

#nathan x lyle #lyle #foxlawed

triple-fanged-threat

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Now that it was summertime, Kai was looking forward to fiddling with some fireworks. From what he gathered, it was something customary that people could set of as a celebration. The loud bang, the gliterring lights, the fascination people had with the visual display... it was so exciting for the vampire to witness. And even better, it was best done at night; his favorite time to be around town.

In Kai's eyes, fireworks were just the same as weapons. Maybe even big bombs, if he knew how to rig it up properly. And what better way than to set up lots of big fireworks over town and watch his little show take place? Of course, such a task wouldn't be easy to do on his own, and so Kai made sure to visit the only other interesting person he'd met in town.

"You don't have any plans tonight, right?" Kai said eagerly, peeking his head into the pharamacy from the doorway as he spotted a particular fairy. He wasn't sure what they exactly were, if he could consider the other a friend or just a partner in crime for more... devious activities, but Kai knew he didn't have to put on a simple, obedient townsperson mask around the other man. "Want to set off some fireworks with me?"

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Nolan was just checking to see if his stock of products was full for the next week, and luckily it was, so after finishing filling out his entire inventory clipboard he's about to close the pharmacy and go home, probably spending the rest of the night watching television. Hearing the vampire's familiar voice coming from behind instantly made a smile appear on the fairy's face, who turned with a satisfied look at the other man. “not really, what do you suggest?” he asked crossing his arms, usually when the two hung out this usually included doing things that were at the very least morally unethical, but that wasn't the case this time, what harm was there in setting off some fireworks anyway? “I’m in, we can go now.”

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The omega arrived at the fire department headquarters to carry out his first job since arriving in the city, and what better way to kick things off than a sexy calendar. It wasn't the first time he had done something like this, but he had positive experiences with firemen and sexy calendars, combining the two had great potential to be a fun experience to say the least. merman looked for the room where the fire chief was, who given his previous experience usually used to be among the hottest on the team, luckily there was a map of the building near the entrance and he was good at finding his way around, unlike his ancestors. he saw the name 'chief' written on the glass of the door and opened it as it was unlocked "hello, you must be Mr Nikephosphorus or whatever" he laughed and held out his hand "I'm the photographer, could you tell me where the photos Will be taken?” he asked biting his bottom lip. as expected this man was as hot as a Greek god, the muscles showing in those clothes was definitely something that caught Eric's attention, and from the smell he was an alpha 'good thing today I came with my slutty shorts' he would definitely want to rip off a piece If that man.

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