#pa kyle

[stilldemonwolf]

Fun Festival

@gotwoode

Deucalion prided himself in being a library full of knowledge. It sometime got to the point that he could come off as cocky once he would flex the amount of information he had. Today was not one of those days. Today was the day he would find out about Folsom. It was the destination Kyle had invited him to go today. It was why Deucalion was on the bed and Kyle was in the closet in a mission to find him suitable clothing appropriate for this festival. He knew nothing of it, a first.

"Can you remind me again what is this festival is about?" He asked the human. In all fairness, Kyle had mention it in passing when inviting him, but he did not pay attention to it. How could he when Kyle was a walking delicacy? "Your clothes may be a tight fit. Are you sure this is necessary?"

[stilldemonwolf]

Let's Play Dress Up

@gotwoode

This kid could be trouble. One voice message was all it took to get the alpha back into the loft. It was where his sexual side had waken up from its slumber. They had so much sex. So much amazing sex. Kyle had not been joking about his stamina. It was impressive. It was breathtaking. Those lips on his. That strong, yet soft body under his hands. That voice echoing in his ears. That ass on his cock. He wanted it all again and he expected it to get it soon after his knocks on the door.

[stilldemonwolf]

@gotwoode​

Ever since he got the penthouse back, with the help of Xanthus, Deucalion had busied himself in actually making the place livable. Who would have thought that interior design would be so exhausting? He had taste, so his new home required to reflect it. However, he also needed to be outside. He needed a break. He needed a drink. A restaurant seemed to be the perfect combination of all of his needs. He had his dark glasses and cane. He knew it was wrong, but extra pampering was a necessity, so enjoy the host taking him to the table and carefully describing some items in the menu.

His ears caught the attention of a young man who seemed to be prey on by someone. He did not want to get involve, but was not in the mood to have creeps in his time of leisure. He excused the server and slowly walked to both young man. He created a story right away as soon as he placed himself between both men. He turned his wrist and pressed the length of the cane on the fan’s abdomen. “Son! There are you are. How rude of you to leave your blind father looking for you in this place. Good thing my ears are still good enough to recognize your voice. The young lady got us a table. .”