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—𝗪𝗼𝗲 𝗯𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱!
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Joined March 2026
He wants him so bad and doesn’t know how to tell him he wants to be owned . . .
So mean and angry, for what?
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No he doesn't want Menes remember.
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Is yvain the cheese being pounded . . . 🥺🥺
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That's his issue. Menes will manage, too many dogs want him already...
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🙄🙄🙄 fine then he can just take u out of the list and find another ancient untombed rat man to hang out with
He's the one being begged to be collared and bred...
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Mind you the rat was begging first. . .
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— match his companion’s gaze. “So…I really appreciate how you’re taking time out of your day to spend with me. I don’t think I’ve ever had a day so calm as this since…” He’d shrug; a rueful smile worn on his lips
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— keep that part to himself for now… “I’ve been away from home for far too long. I used to travel alongside my brother, but…I’m on my own now, I suppose. N-not that I’m depressed about it, or anything! It’s just the matter of fact…” He’d fall silent, struggling to —
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“E-Er…” Damn it, he had hoped the question wouldn’t get popped so early like this…like it’d even be believable if he spoke as brazenly as he did at first. “…Just wanting to do some good. You could say I’m a vagabond.” And the reason things are safe, but maybe he should —
+ Marty had of his company . “ I never actually asked you, what made you wanna come here — if you don’t mind me asking. This place has always been pretty quiet, nothing much going on — what attracted you here ? “
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–– did his need to perform bolster. Yvain becoming more and more eager for the barista's praise. . . Ghlk, ghlk...the hero would bob his head in time with the young man's thrusts, amber eyes matching his companion's gaze. W-Was he doing a good job...?
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–– The more that lengh throbbed, size swelling in his maw, did the reality of his duty dawn upon him. He was on his knees, sucking on man he had just met as if he was nothing but a prostitute... ...And he liked it. When the hand reached down, patting the hero on the head ––
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"Mmgh––!" With his throat filled from the sudden thrusts of the younger male, mouth coating with his pre, the hero was at the risk of his gag-reflex. Gglp...! But just before it came to that, Yvain braced himself, forcing himself to gulp that mix of pre, drool, and sweat. ––
[+] ⠀⠀—to move on it's own, thrusting inside Yvain's mouth . His cock throbs more, enough he starts leaking a bit of his hot pre cream ! ⠀⠀Looking down, hand reaching and patting the Zacian's head ... ♡ ⠀⠀
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–– The poor hero had worried that things had taken a turn. Granted, 3000 years meant a gigantic leap in medicine, yet his mind was still back to those old ways of blood-letting and herbal remedies... "I couldn't very well have my first date in...a while...fall ill on me."
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...! "...Adorable isn't quite the word I was expecting to hear after a bout of genuine worry..." But he couldn't get mad at Marty. Even though he was pouting at the canine, it'd swiftly return to that gentle smile of his. "But really, though. Don't scare me like that..." ––
+ “ You’re so adorable, you know that ..? “
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–– ...And when he thinks of /that/ said groping, the hero couldn't help but grow a light flush. It was all in the name of the arts and crafts, but some of those touches went on for quite an intimately long time. . . "...Er, young man? how long do I have to keep this pose up?"
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–– Even though this sort of thing was commonplace in art schools, he'd be far too flustered showing off his body like this in front of a class rather than a singular young man. Said young man having groped and fondled his body until he was at the pose perfect for his work. ––
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Well, at the very least it was in the privacy of the artist's own studio... The concept of artistic models wasn't something new to him––one of the famous statues depicted both him and his brother, after all––but those were /clothed./ The older man can't help being shy... ––
-> Xavier's fatal flaw; cockiness gives way to obscene perfectionism. If it's not JUST right, he's quick to anger. Tapping pencil at his canvas, graphite streaks along cotton-duck creating the most pleasant crunch. — ❛ The body is a temple .ᐟ That is to say. . . yes. ❜
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