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Jan 2020

( :sweat_01: My boy's horny levels are off the chart)

"Sounds like you were kissing more than teachers back in high school."
"There's a reason I was failing my classes." Emmett said, resting his head on Edan's shoulder, feeling wistful and weary. And a reason so many boys got mono senior year.

“Hey brat! Don’t you dare become all weepy, crying on account of that piece of trash. He’s dead and that’s that! Good riddance! If you dare try to make up an excuse for what he did I’ll spank …” Snow shook his head and then remembered that the monster normally became angry when he didn’t reply in words.

“I won’t …” he whispered, his voice raspy. “He was … bad …” he added, and the monster’s eyes became longer, glowing coldly, as if he were smiling.

“Did you see that?” Dacia yelled at the crowds. “My next dagger will be aimed for her heart. Will anyone place a wager... a wager on her life? What odds will you take?”

"What?" Iola couldn’t believe her ears.

Barria growled, slamming the door open. “I heard that! Now put some garments on, Ruvyn Faenorin, I wish to hear about my father.”
“Greetings, My Princess,” Ru said, laughing in the face of Barria’s glare despite his nudity. “I made your father king.”

He chuckled softly, his lips curling into a smile against her fingertips, "It's too bitter. You'll need to add some sweetness to that."

He could feel her hot breath on his lips, her voice deep and magnetic, "Well then, perhaps a kiss from you would make it sweet enough."

From the latest episode:

“No matter, I can think of a few things we can do inside,” Anax flirted, caressing Patience’s neck with a tendril.

“We could do that at home. We came to St. Phocas to see and try new things!” she griped as she kicked a leg into the air.

“I have no such desire, sir.” Iola grimaced at Klaus’ hand inching uncomfortably closer to hers on the wooden table.

“Ah, but you haven’t even sampled my services yet.” The young mercenary placed his large hand over her slender wrist.

Scavenger rolled his eyes. “Okay, he’s late. Is that a problem? You don’t even like the guy! Now you’re complaining that he’s not around?”

“Of course I don’t like him. He’s an asshole. That doesn’t mean I want him to come back to us with fingers missing like the video team.”

He chuckled softly as he pulled his hand out, see ivory skin peeking underneath fresh red blood, "May I join you, Sweetie?"

Ira turned her head towards him, red eyes gazing into his blue ones, "While this is deep, it's also narrow." She smiled, raising an eyebrow, "Might be a tight fit."

"You don't think HE deserves it?" He stepped forward, his expression unreadable, the icy words tumbling from his mouth, "Even after he hurt me?"

"No. Of course not." She said it as if it was the most obvious fact in the world, "It's wrong, and it'll break something in you."

“Captain, we arrested this outlander. She was brawling in the street.” The second guard’s voice reverberated inside her head.

“Well, she looks a right troublemaker indeed.” The Captain snarled. “Throw her in the dungeon. Three days of stale bread and water will teach her a lesson... if the rats don’t first.”

Ep 5

– My ex said he was fine with me being trans and all of that, but then he started getting really cold and stuff when I told him that I wasn’t planning on having bottom surgery.

– Why would you need a bottom surgery? I think your ass looks fine. Not in a sexual way or anything, I’m just being honest! – Max just had realized that she could interpret him as a pervert and he wished to take back what he just said. – I’m sorry...

She grimaced, "A stupid reason. I can't believe you still want to talk to me even after that." She laughed softly, her hand rubbing against her neck, "Much less be with me."

"Why wouldn't I?" He lifted a hand to her cheek, long, delicate fingers gently tracing her skin, "I'm not blind. I know that you have demons. I know that you have memories that haunt you."


“What do you want with me?” Iola gasped, pressing hard against the wooden door of her room. “And why aren’t you at the dungeon? It is but an hour to midnight.”

“Let me in.” Kadar whispered hoarsely from outside the door. “Our plans have gone all wrong.”