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[willjulep]

No, sorry, I can't make it tonight. I'm teaching my knight the language of flowers. Yeah, he thinks it's a good way to prepare coded messages in times of danger, but honestly I just wanted a fun new way to tell him I need to be viciously and earnestly raw-dogged while we're -- yeah, while we're in public. You've seen how he looks when he's flustered, come on.

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Everyone knows about silver bullets and wolf’s bane but a little known werewolf weakness is telling him you’re going on birth control

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please be nice to me unless you’re being mean in a hot way

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flirting: you look like you'd be vulnerable to getting stockholm syndrome

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sitting in the cuck chair in full plate mail long sword resting on my knees one foot propped up on a skull

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"Wow you bruise easily" dude just fuck me already

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yeah but what if we were both knights and sometimes after sparring we’d clank our helmets together to mock a winners’ kiss and i think it will be just us forever but then you have to go away for battle and I pace the courtyard wishing the sword at my hip was actually the weight of your hand and then you stumble through the door and reach for me and i pull off your helmet and cup your face and kiss your lips until i’m drinking devotion because i want to taste victory and there is none on any other and i would clean the blood off you with my mouth as long as you keep your eyes on me. what then

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Fuck-or-die with a monster, but the only one affected is you. You stuck your face in the sex pollen flower, and now he has to deal with the consequences. You're the one so needy you can't breathe, climbing over him and rutting against one of his cocks while you feverishly try to stuff the other inside you. He sits back, helpless, every muscle in his body tense as he forces himself to keep still while you bring yourself off against him again and again. He longs for nothing more than to bend you over and take – but he can't lose his cool just because you're on fire.

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all humans are pets by nature, most of them dont know it but all it takes its a little bit of sweet talking and doting care and instinct will kick in and theyll just melt into your arms and never want to let go~

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A fairy-tale prince makes a habit of kissing frogs, not because he's looking to find a heretofore-enchanted prince, but because he possesses a pure and noble heart that bruises when people call frogs gross and slimy and creepy. Also because he thinks they're cute.

You can imagine his surprise when one day, the whole pond of them infiltrate an abandoned suit of armor and come to declare their intention to court him.

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Your majesty, the people are beginning to question your relationship with the court jester. No, sire, it's just that... while no one expects subtlety from a clown, one can only make so many "sitting and spinning on it" jokes whilst impishly blowing kisses in your direction before the commoners start to ask questions.

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Even stuffed in a tweed suit and brown slacks with spectacles perched on his nose, I would know Burhuc on sight. For one thing, the fine tailoring of his ensemble only serves to accentuate the entirely-too-familiar breadth of his shoulders, the bulge of his biceps and thighs. His skin is a darker shade of green than I remember; he must have been spending quite a bit of time in the sun.

Sharp Fang and the Almighty Tusk: A Lesson in Flexibility

cover art by the unparalleled @freckled-king

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we ran out of devotion that corrupts. would you guys be cool with devotion thats a little annoying to everyone

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god i wish that was me

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The devil on your shoulder is coaching the angel on the other through a truly mind-blowing orgasm, btw. He's teaching him how to finger himself open and how it feels to fuck his own hand. If you care. ♡