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"Hey, Jewel, I got something for you." Dante raised a brow at Flynn's words and half-turned - just in time to intercept the laundry basket the other slave was shoving at him with almost malicious enthusiasm. "Thank you, Sugar Blossom." he said sweetly, and continued his way through the house. However, Flynn followed him up the stairs. "How does it feel to visit your old home, huh?" "I'm looking forward to showing my mistress a few things," Dante answered honestly, because shutting

Oh I love that part.

Thank you! And I know what you mean

Kellen wouldn't be Kellen if he simply asked

“Scoot over, I'll bring you home.” I stared up at Kellen. “You don't have to-” “Come on.” He nodded again. I didn't move. “Unless you're ready to let my uncle drive you back, you're stuck there with me for the night.” With an amused snort, he leaned his arms against both the door and the roof above my head. It could have come across as threatening or arrogant, but on him it was just sexy. “I think I can survive you.” He winked at me. “But where do you live that you'd say

I should stop reading your comments first thing after waking up, cause I had to read this three times to realize you're not talking about Kellen. (I was writing about him and his parents before going to bed.) Apart that: I have no clue why the bad guys have so often way too good people around them. A try of karma balance? But I've seen this a couple of times in my surroundings and it's bad to watch, really. Promise! Plus extras!

After we returned to the QFPD, time seemed to pass at a snail's pace, the tension eased by lunch returned almost immediately. Lieutenant Brick organized with the responsible colleagues in Wyoming a search of Hank Rhodes' home address. A mug shot of Rhodes arrived from Billings, and all the perverts in custody identified him as their leader; a pair of officers took it to the Stevensons, who also provided confirmation. Later, Vee called to say that the transfer had been arranged and

I think I said it before but I just love your descriptions

That's sad to hear. And I never said this is going to be a happy story. But apart from that: Mistress Therese signed off what Claire and Sarah planned and since I can't imagine Sarah lying to her, I see no real problem there. It's stressful times for everyone in the house...

When Remy awoke, he was alone. Anduin couldn't have been gone long, though, because the rest of the bed was still warm. Sighing, he rubbed his face and sat up, wrapping his arms around himself and shuddering. His brother most definitely had some degree of loose screws, and he wasn't sure how much he was going to be able to buffer that in the long run. Granted, his butt was only sticky from lube and not sore- Anduin had been unusually gentle- but a few of the whispered expressions of love gave hi

Matthew is inspired by a videogame character who I love a lot. He was supposed to be serious, weighed down by responsibility and duty, and super shy towards his longterm-crush. Loyal, protective and conservative to a agree that lets him act dismissive towards others who think differently. But this whole story got a life of itself and developed differently than I initially planned. Matthew turned out a lot harder and asshole-ish for example.

Naked except for his collar, he lay in bed, stretched out as if he owned it. A subtle, perhaps a little mocking, smile had crept onto his face and widened as Matthew came out of the bathroom. "Armand..." It was a resigned sigh. Matthew had already taken off his flannel shirt and the dark shirt underneath had white speckles on it from brushing his teeth, his jeans were undone. "At your service, master." Armand clasped his hands behind his head- his whole posture was one of invitation.

I see what you mean, still I dare to disagree What we see here is not the whole world, it's one huge country plus their neighour, the rest of the world follows other society concepts. Educated is another big word. He is free, but he still went to school only six years, the maximum possible for every boy. He does have access to the knowledge of the world aka Internet, access to a lot of things, actually, but it's the way of upbringing that's - how to say? He would have the skills, but they are locked. He's comfortable with his life, and as someone will soon say about him, comfortable in his role of a "victim". It is as it is and he's fine with that, even if things are not the best. With what the current news are giving us... it's painful. But this kind of discussion shouldn't happen here.

Ah. Well Doc Willer came over and diagnosed a mild concussion, she will probably check on him again in a couple of days. For the hearing: you're right on that. I can imagine at least Maggie inquiring about it to some degree.

Matthew is 8 years older and carries a lot of weight, responsibility and grief. The solution for his problems would be easy, but he wants something more/better, though he would never say it like this. Maggie- due to being ill and secluded- turned somewhat bitter, but for now she is still mostly a sweet and kind young woman. Chris has no ambition at all and is not the brightest. To say he was perfectly happy at the steel mill would be a stretch, but he never thought about the outside world till he met Max and Conrad. A doctor in which sense? For mental stuff? Not going to happen, the ongoing story of Dante will show you how difficult that is. "Dystopian" is a big word. This society grew into this. Though the story of Chris and Remy's past for example are just especially dark. In the future we will encounter other characters and get to see different parts of society, cities and life. Thank you ❤️

He had probably never been this sore before, but he managed not to let out more than a soft groan as he stood up. Willem blinked at him and then made a face as if he had a bad taste in his mouth, but said nothing. At first Chris thought it was due to his ears again, but the start of the day here - or at least today - was decidedly quiet. Shaved and hastily washed, he helped Zack prepare the breakfast bowls for everyone. Theo didn't seem thrilled about it, but said nothing, and t

You mean, no magebreaker, no accident, but self-made suffering? Interesting thought!

Wait and see, my friend, wait and see. Though I do promise the topic will come up again. Even here: wait and see. Their dynamic is a good one, sex apparently devine, but is that enough? On a more sober note: I do have an outline for this series as mentioned, important points are fixed. But characters tend to do shit on their own and evolve without permission and we get a dramaqueen like Emmett. Meaning, this journey could still go different than I imagine it now.

On the whiteboard in Vee and Harry's office was an overview of the telephone chain. Since so far all but the unsympathetic gym teacher shared Hayden's opinion of cooperation keeping the punishment small, it was almost complete. The group was relatively small at twenty-four people - to match the chairs in the basement - and new members were only admitted if someone vacated their place. Bertie ran a strict regime, you could summarize, but for most of the members of the group, the satisfaction of t

Well. This is a series. In my notes are 7 stories for now (there are more in the end, 10 in sum for sure). We have Dust, Violet and (from next story on) Nathan as main-characters. They all need to find The One. But actually I hate slow burn and I guess I'm not really good at writing that part, but I like realistic stuff so there's that. And just to throw you off: are you sure Dust and Kellen are the real thing?

It rarely is as easy as it seems... Slow burn, baby, slow burn. We do. In small steps and painfully slow it seems, but we do.

“Hey, did I miss any earth-shattering developments?” I slipped into the tech center. A delightfully tricky, if from a magical point of view simple, case at the MID had delayed me and now it was already almost ten. Kellen's critical frown turned worried as he looked at me, but it was Nico who replied: "Depends. Violet gave the branch manager and the employee who made the mess a mighty good telling off." “In what way?” "The fake Robert Durham used Gianna's real social sec

Short answer: no. His grandfather Richard, the former cursebreaker of Montana, always said "people will always need a cursebreaker and as long as I can, I will help". He didn't retire till his successor- Dust- came back from his grief-runaway and started working at the MID. He was already sweet 87 years old. But Dust is not as tough as his grandpa was, he faced some hard stuff already early on in life, and another case or two of the caliber of the actual one might make him step back a great deal. PS: I hate software glitches.

Absolutely true. And I have the greatest respect for everyone who does this kind of work. How does the saying go? Great power comes with great responsibility. As Kellen said, Dust could've declined working as Cursebreaker, but now he can't quit in the middle of it. Thank you so much, this means a lot ❤️

I woke up, but only halfway. Sometimes it happens that I keep dreaming even though I can act consciously. So I pulled my covers up, took a look at the alarm clock - just after seven - and at the same time let my Dream Me continue to do in Kellen's lap what I had wanted to do for a while. My dream hand and my real hand closed around my cock at the same time. Of course we came simultaneously, but now I was really awake, Kellen's moans stopped and the cold reality caught up with me. I blinked