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Thank you kind Mistress and Sir. You’re both wonderful.

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surprise || chreau, 11.11

It wasn’t a secret that Beau was a fan of surprises. It was relatively easy to do so, considering his expectations were low. But the thrill of having an idea of an oncoming surprise - especially when it involved getting down and dirty with one Chris Abrams - had had him all a flutter most of the day. He’d made sure to pack his side of the surprise in his gym bag, nearly hurrying through his workout in his excitement for what was to come. 

After he finished his gym routine (he thought he might have glimpsed familiar red hair in the gym, but he hadn’t looked too hard), Beau hurried through a shower, walking unashamedly naked over to his locker to get redressed. Another thrill tickled through him as he slipped on the lacy white jockstrap he’d chosen to surprise Chris with. The delicate material seemed to fit with the new nickname Chris had decided upon for him, and Beau couldn’t help the way arousal tickled through him just at in anticipation of the Dom seeing it. Unable to resist, he stepped back a bit, taking in his reflection in the small mirror on the inside of his locker door, the glass filled with the image of his lightly toned stomach, muscled thighs and his cock wrapped in soft white lace. Maybe Chris had chosen to wait for his surprise instead of bestowing it on Beau, but he had a feeling both of them would be enjoying his present either way.

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A Rock And A Very Hard Place || Kurt & Chris (11/10)

Kurt hummed a random tune to himself as he walked down the path that led to the gym, the cool evening air brushing through the leaves of the trees and right on his face as he did so. A beautiful autumm night that would soon give way to winter, and the fact that he could still walk around the campus without wearing two layers of coats on was refreshing. Especially since walking around campus was about the only thing he could, now that he wasn’t still allowed to go out and explore some more. He enjoyed walking along at night until curfew allowed it, because the idea of being couped up in his room was far too annoyed to bear.

On that particular night his steps were leading him to the campus’ gym, which he had already visited a couple of times, and his ongoing quest on staying in shape for what meant to make a life at that institute. He preferred the privacy of his own room when it came down to working out, but he figured that having a dancing pole installed in his room was still a bit far of his reach, since he had just got there. So the gym was as good as any place to burn some calories off.

The place seemed empty when he opened the door, or so it did, since he had his earplugs on he didn’t make of any sound to tell him different. Dressed in black sports slacks and a black tee, both items fitted to the soft curves of his body, he headed straight to where the elyptic machine was, and after setting the pace for it, he climbed on and started exercizing his arms and legs and tandem. Both the music in his ears, and the sound of the machine muffled any other sound that had been around him.

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[dommebelleg]

watcher || belle/colt/chris

Belle grinned at herself in the mirror. It didn’t really matter if her makeup was perfect or her green lace dress was exactly in place. All that mattered was that she was doing this for a man - and not the one currently cleaning up in her kitchen. Thrills kept tickling down her spine as she thought of what was to come this evening. Certainly her, preferably on Chris’s cock and Colt’s face, in time. She couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped at the thought. 

When she heard the knock, she straightened up. “Colt, darling, would you answer that, please? Bring him through into the bedroom, and kneel in the corner where you can see us,” she called to the sub, heat blossoming low in her stomach. Showtime. Belle sat on the edge of her bed, legs crossed, dark hair tossed over one shoulder. “Well hello there, gorgeous,” she greeted once Chris entered her bedroom, getting to her feet, three inches taller than usual thanks to the heels she was wearing.

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[thatbeauadams]

earn || chreau, 9.24

He supposed he was doing all right in acting like himself. Flirting, arranging a hookup, all things he was well known and notorious for. This week had been stressful beyond all reason to start with even without his father’s ultimatum. He wished this was just a simple hookup, some stress relief, but the soft echoes in the back of his head that sounded like Robert’s voice hinted that this might be a physical relief, but mental wasn’t in the cards.

Still, he hitched on a smirk as he walked into Chris’s room, tight jeans clinging to his ass, and his torso on display thanks to the red ‘slut’ crop top he’d been rocking all day. “Ready to get back into my good graces, Sir? Takes a lot for me to erase something from my little black book, you know,” he teased, making himself at home on Chris’s lap without further prompting.

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