#p:ryder

[archer-clarington]

From the Smoke | 6/10 Midnight

It had been a long ass night.

Archer had carried that unconscious blond sub out and run back into the building before anyone could stop him. He and Eli had gone out through a window after that, and then he’d seen Annie in the Switch building and had pulled her out through her window. After making sure she’d gotten far enough away from the burning buildings, he turned to go back inside, but a guard stood in his path. “Come on!” he shouted, pushing at the guy’s shoulder, trying to get past him to go back and try to help someone else. He had to know that there was no one else in there. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the guard, but the scream turned into a hacking cough, and he doubled over, his lungs betraying him. He turned away from the guard and stumbled off into the crowd of students, his t-shirt missing somewhere. All he had now were a pair of shorts and Carl, clutched tight in one hand. As soon as he could breathe again, he’d see if there were anything else he could do to help, but right now, he couldn’t stop coughing.

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[cassidyastorxaviershaw]

Eli rushed to Ryder’s, excitement and nerves flooding through him. He’d been curious about watersports and he’d been desperate to spend time with Ryder so this seemed to work in his favour. He wore very little to get to Ryder’s and stripped it off in the hall, ignore any eyes that might be on him as he knelt at the others door. Once he knocked and Ryder answered he gulped, “Please Sir, please let me suck your cock” he begged in greeting.

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[francofogarty]

Franco headed to Ryder's room early, knelt naked on the floor outside his room and started to edge himself in the hallway, earning some wolf whistles and comments from random passerby's. He gave them a smirk and continued, his dick achingly hard as he quickly lent forward and knocked as the time came.

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[mamaxkitkat]

Kitty heard the front door click open and shut with a resounding thump, one she’d always recognize. There was no mistaking any of her husband’s mannerisms; from the way he walked to the way he chewed his food, Kitty had spent over half of her life with Ryder and she’d always know (and love) each of his little sounds, no matter how much they annoyed her sometimes. She heard him slip off his shoes at the door and she looked up from her spot at the dining room table, the late afternoon sun pouring through the large windows and spilling over the papers she had scattered in front of her. “Hey, you,” Kitty smiled, lifting the black-rimmed reading glasses from her face and setting them on top of the papers. “How was practice?”

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[submissivelynick]

Ryder curled up next to Nick, careful not to be rough on their raw skin. "Feelin' okay Darlin'?"

“Not really, Sir,” Nick said quietly, leaning into Ryder for strength. “What about you?”

[archer-clarington]

FTF: Any word on Hunt?

“No, Sir.”

[archer-clarington]

Ftf: Alright. We need to knock these assignments out.

“Ugh. Do we have to, Sir?”

[archer-clarington]

In Recovery | 2/12/21

Archer sat on the couch in Ryder’s living room, hunched forward with his elbows resting on his thighs, his eyes simply staring out in front of him, unfocused. He hadn’t bothered to get dressed yet, and he didn’t really feel like going to the effort of putting clothes on. His body was nothing to be ashamed of. His stomach rumbled, and that made him turn his head to try to look at Ryder and Annie. “We should probably eat breakfast. Everyone okay with takeout?”

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