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  Maxwell wasn’t a fan of these formal events, sure you got to see the highborns and royals all dressed up in luxurious clothes that would no doubt be upon the floor of a chosen chamber by the end of the evening, but since he took the job as King Robert’s retainer he didn’t have a choice whether he wanted to attend or not. It was dull, the best he could do is strike up a conversation with his current chosen guest, having dragged him along to suffer with the young Mage. 

  “I see you enjoy the promised wine.” 

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@acrueldemonsfate; plotting for knotting, cardin

Ruts were never pleasant — he felt too much, craved too much — but more so for the party that unluckily (or luckily if it was something they desired) crossed paths with an Alpha Werewolf in rut. It didn’t matter if said party was werewolf, or human or some other mystical creature; the end result was the same. Never pleasant, yes. But full of pleasure when he’d finally fuck into a hot hole. And that pleasure would reach a crescendo when he’d knot and let his wolf blood take control.

But he’d have to get there first. And the process was a fucking ordeal.

Teeth bared, fangs already out, eyes red with unconfined lust, and body near bursting out of his clothes, Tyler was in no state to fight his animal instincts. Days like these, he was more wolf than man — sometimes only wolf; a wolf with a cock so hard it might pierce the fabric of his jeans. He felt like he was dying, what with his vision narrowed to almost a blur and his heart pounding so fast the vibrations could shatter glass. 

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            Trystan had been up all night, things had kind of exploded, literally, in the city the night before so the man had been up all night helping heroes and navigating civilians to safety. He’d taken a nap upon the hideouts couch, snoozing and snoring away before he was so rudely awoken by somebody. He grumbles, rubbing his eyes of sleep as he weakly reaches and feels around for his glasses. “Is there a particular reason for this rude awakening?” 

[dicksforcuntboys]

“Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I’ll grab my clothes and get out of here.” Derek said with a sigh as he looked to the other in the bed with him, sitting up, he moved to grab his clothes, but in truth, after last night, he was hoping the other would ask him to stay, maybe even go for another round.

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[davidkarofskyindie]

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Rafael’s lip turn up at the corners, amazed by how desperate Billy was for him. “You’re an insatiable little thing, you know that?” He says, hands resting on the younger man’s hips. “Go get the lube- do you want me to use a condom?”

Billy grinned a little as he felt those strong hands on his hips, Rafael’s touch made him melt every single time. He licked his lips a little as he leaned in slowly “Well it’s easy to be insatiable when you have literally the sexiest man alive nearby” he whispered playfully, leaning up to peck the man on the lips “No condom needed... I trust you, and I really want to feel every inch of you gorgeous” he quickly stepped away, shaking his ass as he walked over to grab the lube, then running back to Rafael and handing him the bottle before throwing his arms around his neck “Wanna take this to bed... or just bend me over? Anything you want Rafael”

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Sterling glances over to the man in the bed beside him, blinking groggily.

“It’s early…” He grunts, but the sizable tent under the sheets that obscured his lower body told another story entirely. Nonetheless, he rolls over so that he’s on top of the male, looking down at him in the soft morning light that filtered in through the window.

“You know I can’t resist you…”

Garland was sure it was some form of ironic, him being a kind of rabbit shifter, the phrase came from ‘fucking like rabbits’, or something of the like. With his ears flopped to the side, he was certainly understanding why.  

The shifter’s smile forms when Sterling is on top of him, reaching up to wrap an arm around the other’s neck to hold him close, leg at his waist. He doesn’t respond, not verbally anyway, instead he seeks out Sterling’s lips, slow and sensual. 

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“Do you accept sexual favors?”

          The question was amusing to Dr.Thorn, the man had guts he could give him that. To question the strongest villain in the city in such a way, he was clearly trying to get something out of him, he could tell by the use of ‘favors’, or maybe he was looking too much into it. But either way, the man smirked before a laugh rumbled from him in amusement. “What did ya have in mind and what for?”

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                Helgor was stood with his sword and shield set nearby, a frown upon his brow. He was a little...lacking clothes unlike the rest of the men around, but it was the way of his Templar Group. They wore as little as possible, hence why his chest was on show and his waist was only hidden by some thin clothes. But his shield was wide and sword was large, he was a rather skilled Knight who worshiped the Holy Deity. 

      “I requested your presence some time ago.” The Paladin frowned. 

    “You are late.”