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chels is leaving today and we both need serious hugs

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hullo! (´▽`ʃƪ)♡

hi baby 💕

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aruju 30 :DD

30 - Too quick, mumbled into your scarf

Alvin laughs - Jude never lets him forget that. Alvin laughs, surprised and shocked and honestly kind of terrified, and Jude squares his jaw and pulls his face out of Alvin’s borrowed scarf and says it again, louder, “I love you,” and neither of them is really prepared for Alvin to burst into tears.

(Jude never forgets that either, and well, they’re happy tears, mostly.)

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so chels and i have watched evangelion, end of eva, and reboot in like, a week

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leronde replied to your post:for shannon and chels

oH GOD OH OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OHHHH!!!

:D

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for shannon and chels

(there’s porn)

Sorey’s red faced when he whispers, nervously, “Mikleo, they’ll notice.”

Mikleo shakes his head, and carefully goes back to untucking Sorey’s clothes. “No, they won’t,” he replies, reassuringly. “Just stay quiet and you’ll be fine – they’re more likely to pay attention if you keep talking to me than anything else.”

Sorey twists the fabric of his trousers in his fingers. Despite his obvious embarrassment, he’s already hard; Mikleo can’t help smirking when he sees it.

“Just trust me,” Mikleo murmurs, petting Sorey’s thighs.

Sorey breathes out shakily and smiles. “Okay, Mikleo. I trust you.”

Mikleo kisses Sorey’s hand once, a final reassurance, before leaning in and licking a broad stripe up Sorey’s dick.

The noise Sorey makes is not unexpected – he never did learn to keep his voice down in Elysia. It had been kind of a good thing no-one else wanted to explore the ruins with them, really, because noises tended to carry quite well and, well. Sorey’s always been very vocal.

“Sorry,” Sorey squeaks, half to Mikleo and half to the people he disturbed, before hissing, “they noticed,” in Mikleo’s direction. To everyone else, it probably looks like Sorey’s talking to himself again.

Mikleo gives Sorey another lick. He tastes nice. “You’ll just have to try and keep quiet,” Mikleo replies.

Sorey makes a truly pitiful whine – if Mikleo leans far enough forward, he can just about make out Sorey’s scrunched face. He’s biting his lips and trembling slightly, and he looks so cute-

He shakes when Mikleo touches him, and lets out a long breath through his nose when Mikleo licks him again. His hands are clenched tight on his knees, and he’s probably attracting all sorts of attention but... but Sorey hardly even notices that stuff. He never has.

“I’m going to touch you now,” Mikleo says, just to see Sorey tense even further than he has already – he startles when Mikleo wraps his mouth around Sorey’s dick, eyes going wide open. One of his hands curls around the back of Mikleo’s neck, and Sorey’s breathing so hard and fast he’s almost panting.

“M-Mikleo,” he whimpers. Mikleo sucks, hollowing his cheeks, and Sorey’s hips jump under Mikleo’s hands – if other people really are paying attention, they probably know exactly what’s happening to Sorey right now. “I- I can’t,” Sorey stutters, eyes fluttering shut.

His dick’s twitching in Mikleo’s mouth and Sorey’s trembling like a leaf, so Mikleo eases off, licking his lips and says, “You can come in my mouth, Sorey.”

It makes Sorey open his eyes again – they’re so dark now they’re almost black, and seeing them makes something hot coil in Mikleo’s stomach – just in time for him to watch Mikleo swallow him down again.

It takes hardly any time at all for there to be a splash of salt and bitterness across Mikleo’s tongue. Mikleo makes a pleased noise low in his throat, lapping at the soft, tender head of Sorey’s dick until Sorey pants, “Too much, too much.”

“Was it good?” Mikleo asks, softly, kissing at the little bared strip of Sorey’s stomach.

“Always,” Sorey whispers, smiling as brightly as the sun. His ears are still red. He looks cute enough to eat.

It’s the work of a few seconds to get Sorey presentable again – he must make a sight to the other humans when Mikleo pulls him out of his seat and outside again, but at least outside they don’t have to worry about prying eyes.

“Is it your turn now?” Sorey asks, squeezing Mikleo’s hand and grinning as they leave.

“Hmm.” Mikleo pushes Sorey into a shadowed alley around the corner. “First things first,” he murmurs, going up on tiptoe to press a little chaste kiss to Sorey’s bitten lips. “I love you, Sorey.”

Sorey giggles, tugging Mikleo closer and kissing back a little harder. “I love you too, Mikleo.”

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leronde replied to your post:alvin tied up to a chair or bed or anything and...

HHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOJJJJJJJJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTHNAK YOU GOD

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ok but what about aruju and one of them is a dragon

The money is too much for Alvin to say no to. He really wants to say no - he’s no dragonslayer, barely even a goblin slayer - but the village offers him a pile of money bigger than he is, and... Alvin needs the cash.

That’s how Alvin happens to be climbing, laboriously, up to a dragon’s cave in the middle of the night. He has his sword and not much else. An annoyingly insistent part of Alvin’s brain is insisting that he’s going to die, and, as Alvin hauls himself into the cave and finally sets eyes on the dragon, he has to admit that it’s sounding kind of right for once.

The dragon is... not all that big. For a dragon. That still makes it about twice the size of a horse.

The dragon blinks great, golden eyes at him. It raises its great head, yawning, and oh, what big teeth it has, and then slowly snakes its head over to Alvin.

This is it, Alvin thinks. I’m going to be eaten by a dragon. He scrunches his eyes shut.

A wet nose nudges his cheek - it feels kind of like a dog nose, except way, way larger. Warm, slightly damp breath puffs across his face. It smells sort of... minty.

Wait. Minty?

Alvin opens one eye a crack. The dragon is still looking at him, but... sleepily. It yawns again - and yep, those teeth are still Pretty Large - and blinks down at Alvin.

“Hello?” the dragon says.

“Uh... hi?” Alvin tries. He sort of... waves a little bit.

“I’m Jude,” the dragon says. “What’s your name?”

“Uh. Alvin?”

The dragon wriggles all over. Like a puppy. An excited puppy. “It’s nice to meet you, Alvin!”

The villagers aren’t really very happy when Alvin comes back into town with Jude walking happily beside him, but hey, screw them. They wanted him to kill the cutest fucking dragon in the world. They can just go fuck themselves.

Jude nudges his head against Alvin’s shoulder, purring.

Alvin didn’t even know dragons could purr. Meeting Jude has opened a whole new realm of experiences for him.

Alvin’s even kind of looking forward to it.