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Fire surged through the heart of the seas—that where the current threat stood in his pride with his might and musculature bared as if a testament to the kind of power that he wielded within him to wreak havoc into the city, Arthur wasn’t one to back down. Magic. Something infernal. That was enough to keep him on his toes, but even then he took a step into fray as he had his own form come into a flex; brawny muscles sculpted into their own heft and swell with how his surging jump out of the water had him drenched and wet, each cut and curve defined in gleam just as his biceps and forearms threatened to break his armor straps as did his calves and meaty thighs that led up to what could be the skimpiest thong that still bared the pride and culture of Atlantis—all carefully stretched over the plump softness that was the only juxtaposition on him. Yes. Aquaman was all might—rightful King of Atlantis and one of Earth’s greatest defenders. Something infernal—yeah, he too would meet his defeat.

“We don’t take a liking to uninvited guests from far realms,” Arthur growled, arm flexing on as he swung his trident into a poise and a wide stance as he sized the other up. Both of them mighty—but Aquaman was keen on finishing this quickly. “ --------- it’d be best to stand down quietly.”

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†2 Are In Despair†

{†}—Xavier sketched out the rough form of the man sitting across from him on the subway. The Russian teen had headphones in, and only glanced up to get a better look at his artistic subject. He hadn’t realized how often he’d looked up.

    At this point he probably had four or five half-finished sketches of the other when the subway hit a curve and made him drop the sketchbook at the feet of the other man, making him curse in Russian from the slip up.

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@mxchismx daddy&pink!

Robb adored his father, Cloud, and would always look up to the handsome older man in every aspect of his life. Of course, the young boy had urges and he found them anywhere and everywhere that he could and was quite.. promiscuous. Spent a lot of time in many of the popular jock’s beds, especially once they found out what he had between his legs and many thought they weren’t gay for fucking him. They were at least a little bit into men, regardless, but he let the idiots keep thinking it if it meant they would keep dicking him down. Right now, though, he was at home, trying his best to keep what felt like nothing but pure arousal at bay. He wasn’t sure what had him so worked up, but he was rubbing his thighs together at the kitchen table as he spoke to his father. “What are we going to do tonight, pops?”