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Cas was trying really hard not to think about how much it was exciting him to have Colton do this, he wasn’t ready to accept this as a kink and he had to get that stupid sculpture done anyway. 

“I mean, just go for it, I don’t care.”

“Okay, just go for it,” Colton repeated. He really wanted to go for it, but he wasn’t sure how hard. No one had ever asked him to punch them in the face before. He hit Cas hard. He didn’t know where all that aggression came from. He certainly wasn’t mad at Cas. He was pretty sure he didn’t want to hurt Cas. So if it wasn’t anger then it must be.. sexual frustration?

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“True, bless animals for that.” Kiren stayed silent the rest of the time in the shop, though she couldn’t help but take a peak at all the other animals. Luckily, there weren’t any dogs or cats in there presently or else they’d be going insane. Animals like those could sense that she wasn’t quite human and they weren’t sure what to make of her. 

Kiren remembered a time when she didn’t want to try meth but again, that’s not this time.

The ferret settled happily on Jamie’s shoulder. “Can we call him Mr. Wiggles the third?” In his opinion Mr. Wiggles was the only suitable name for a ferret, probably because he missed the original so much and he enjoyed the word wiggles.

“If we go a couple blocks over we can probably find someone selling meth, I know a few guys over there.” If he was less concerned about scoring, he might be more concerned about potentially screwing Kiren’s life up forever by getting her to try meth.

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A soft hum slips from Peeta’s lips, he turns his head, leaning back so he could bring his lips to Gale’s. It starts with a soft kiss, his back against the larger mans  chest and a hand reaching around to hold onto the back of his head for some sort of leverage. 

Gale rolled Peeta over so they were face to face, squeezing his ass while kissing him deeply. There was no part of Gale that was cold anymore. He slid  two fingers inside Peeta’s entrance, testing the waters.

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Peeta didn’t actually think this far ahead, he didn’t want to be lingering in the kitchen for a while making something complicated, he wanted to talk to Gale, to find out how things had went over the years. “Maybe I shouldn’t have said that…” His own fault, it even hurt himself to say, it was his fault things had ended.

“It’s alright. I’ve just been having a hard time. It was only a couple of weeks ago my mom died.” Posy had told him not to say died, to say passed, but that didn’t seem right to Gale. She was dead, gone forever and passed was too weak of a term for that. “Maybe I’ll just go. I’m sorry.”

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gxldroyals:

You never could doubt the amount of healing that having a cock between your cheeks could do, more so when you were Eurion who hadn’t been with a man since the war. He was putting his full effort into it, bouncing upon Colton’s member, feeling the girth stretching out his tight heat but it was only serving as further motivation for him to go. The fingers knit within his locks only caused a groan, head tilting back but it didn’t stop him, he put more effort into it, the sound of skin hitting skin would only grow louder. A hand slipped in front of himself, grasping around his own length to stroke himself in time with the movements.

“Mmm...” Colton grunted. It pleased him that Eurion was touching himself, although he wasn’t sure why. He bit into Eurion’s neck, not caring that it would leave a mark that undoubtedly would be a source of suspicion later. “Does it feel good?” Colton asked Eurion, but he could already tell the little prince was enjoying himself.

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okay i have 9 replies to do let’s see if i can get through all of them today.

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burntbreadpeeta:

“You do have that professor vibe about you sometimes.” He couldn’t narrow down how, but it just made sense to imagine Fargo as a professor maybe he just had a lot of wisdom, or stories, to share. “I imagine that would be a bit of a pain to keep on top of.”

“Professor vibe? Really? What’s it about me?” He nodded. “Yeah, it’s a disaster. It’s easier to pick a job that doesn’t require education, then you can just drift to one job to the other a lot easier. A lot of the time I just make my money off cards, though. Poker mostly. Some Blackjack.”

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It was so…un-Prince like in most people’s eyes, but they knewwhat Eurion had done, he done what needed to be done duringthe war, the whole sleeping with a pirate to bring his men intothe army rumor, it was true, but he didn’t go advertising it around. But just like anyone, even a Prince had needs thatonly someone could satisfy. He wasn’t the type to run downto the brothel, no, he liked things to be a little more personalthan that. Well, as personal as it could be to have your backto someone, their cock buried inside of you whole you wouldride them as they spanked your ass, but hell, the Goldenhaired Prince was loving it. A moan escaped him with eachslap as he’d descend the mans shaft, welcoming it within hiswarm walls. 

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Colton had heard the rumors about Eurion and they had intrigued  him. Eurion had intrigued him. And through some strange sequence of events they found themselves here. Col had never had a prince before. It wasn’t awful. He spanked Eurion’s ass playfully. Eurion was a hard little worker, bouncing up and down. Colton wondered what would happen if someone walked in on them. The thought was mildly interesting, but he didn’t entertain it for long. He grabbed a fistful of Eurion’s hair and pulled it, tilting the prince’s head back.

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“Nah, I was just fucking with you. This place is great.” She cracked a tiny grin, arms folding across her chest as she leaned into the wall. “Sounds to me like you were prepared for just about anything, though. You moved in alone?”

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“Funny,” Jamie said. “Yeah, I moved in alone. I don’t like anyone enough to live with them. Well, I mean my sister could probably crash with me if she wanted now that I have a place but she’s probably got better things to do.”

[burntbreadpeeta]

Peeta softly chuckled at that, of course he did, he had expected it anyway. He just wanted to feel Gale close and enjoy it, it felt like forever since  they ever got the chance to do it. “Not really.”  He shrugged, turning his head back at him. “You?”

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“I’m not tired at all. You’re too distracting. I had an idea, though...” Gale’s hands started to wander around Peeta’s body.

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okay i know i owe a couple of things but i’m going to wait until my thread tracker starts working again because i’m lazy af.

[thehotinpsychotic]

“Yeah, I don’t think you’re gonna have that problem here, kid. I mean— someone got murdered here once, but that was also because he brought some crazy up to his apartment.” She paused, then scrunched her nose, thinking over her next question. “How old are you, anyway?”

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“Yikes. Someone got murdered here? Not exactly a selling feature.” It actually didn’t matter to Jamie. Sometimes he fantasized about being murdered because it would be easier. “I”m twenty, I just look younger.”

[burntbreadpeeta]

“I think history class taught me all I need to know about those times, too dark for my interest.” Peeta shuddered at the thought, he wasn’t a fan of murder or torture… so he wouldn’t have been all that useful back then other than a bakers boy.

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“You know, in the seventies I was a histroy professor. One of my favorite jobs I’ve had. But it’s a nuisance getting academic jobs when you’re dead. It’s not worth the effort of forging the papers and worrying they’re going to catch on.”

[thehotinpsychotic]

“Okay, well, again, as long as it’s not any of those…” She chuckled, arms folding across her chest. “Then I’m happy to help. None of our neighbors ever talk to each other– I mean, I’m guilty of it, too. So, I guess it’s the least I can do.”

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“Okay, thanks, I guess. I don’t know. It’s okay. My last apartment no one talked to each other either. All kinds of illegal things were happening there, though. Not the greatest place to live. I have higher hopes for here.”

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okay i think i actually like my theme now so maybe i can stop compulsively changing it.

[burntbreadpeeta]

“No- no, I’ll make you something, I don’t mind.” Peeta assures, he reaches out, although hesitant his hand soon finds its way to the others shoulder even if he has to lean up a little. “It’ll be just like old times.”

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“Okay, if you don’t mind, I guess it’s okay.” Gale didn’t really like it when people did things for him, especially if they were out of charity or if the other person didn’t expect anything in return. “Yeah, like old times.” Gale looked away, hoping Peeta wouldn’t see that he was almost in tears.

[thehotinpsychotic]

“Well…” She sputtered a laugh, arms folded across her chest. “Unless it’s illegal, or like, you need a kidney or something.” Her red lips tugged into a tiny smirk. “I won’t be able to help you much there. Oh– I also usually don’t give the best relationship advice. But anything else…” Charlie shrugged. “I’m sure I could help somehow.”

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“Oh, I don’t need anything illegal. I mean, I don’t need a kidney.” It’s not like he was going to go asking her for drugs or anything. “I don’t really do relationships anyway, so I don’t need help in that area.”