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[notasearchengine]

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This was...unexpected. Extremely unexpected. Fuller had expected to find Oro, at least as he normally saw him. Not a tall, admittedly very handsome man waiting to kiss him. And what a kiss; He was used to gentler kisses, little pecks on the lips...

He blinked when the other finally broke the kiss, staring at him in blank confusion. “I’m...sorry? What?”

[distantxlight]

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Well, he didn’t need to be told twice. If they didn’t mind, then he was going to scream. Loudly, as loud as he could, for a good few seconds. Which left his throat a little raw, but, well...

“It’s weird that actually helps.”

[deviantcoffeeboy]

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Connor sat at his desk, scanning over files on his terminal for the current case He and Hank were working. Said Lieutenant was out on a coffee and thirium run, leaving the android detective alone at their cubical.

Tapping his fingers on the desk’s surface, Connor sighs, pulling his gaze from the screen to give his optics a moment of rest. He needed more leads or this case was going to go nowhere...

[bricxbrac-a]

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He’s not sick. He doesn’t get sick. And...even if he is, he’ll be fine! He’s just going to go about his merry way--

[notasearchengine]

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“I’m fine, honest.” He had hiked up to see his strange new friend again, this time with some food that they both could share... But it seems like things just weren’t going to go well for Fuller. Like usual. He ended up falling over the cliff side. Not too far, nothing really terrible. Just... Now he was finding it a little painful to stand.

“I probably just twisted my ankle. It’s no big deal.”

[notasearchengine]

@musc-dump​ || xXx

Stupid, you shouldn’t have done that. I’m not worth it...! He almost did say it. He wasn’t worth it, he didn’t care that much about himself... But Oro did care. Oro cared, and now he was hurt because of it. But...still relieved. For some reason, the dragon sounded relieved.

Fuller wasn’t sure how to feel about that. It made him happy, and upset, and scared, and helpless, all at the same time. A whole mix of emotions that just made his chest hurt.

Or maybe it was the sudden urge to sob that he was trying to hold back, despite the fact that tears were starting to run down his face. Fuller hated crying, but he was scared. Panicking. He was panicking, too, pulling his jacket off to press against the wounds. Trying to stop the bleeding.

Silently wishing, praying to whoever could hear him, that there was something he could do. Heal him, even just taking the pain away. “N-Next time...don’t... Just... Just--” He was stuck. Someone, please help.

[watchfxrthefangs]

“how does it feel? ~ you like that?” (( for Damon ;) ))

 dirty levels 

002 . ————— behind closed doors.

🐈“F-Feels good.” Damon moaned into his hands, unable to keep himself from buckling up into Oro’s hand. The pleasure was too much and yet not enough all at the same time. “O-Oro, I... I-I wanna....”

[heartsfiire]

@musc-dump​ sent in:

"Whoa! I haven't seen a mage in a few millennium, and one so young?" Oro chirped curiously, shuffling his wings as he sniffed towards the staff. "Forgive me, my name is Oro."

     has it really been that long since wizards were around? ian didn’t think that was the case, but he could be wrong--barley was more knowledgeable in that history aspect. 

          “oh, uh, my name’s ian and i guess i’m more like a wizard in training, but i’m getting there.”