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Also thinking of changing stuff again but might be awhile before I officially do that. Shit has been feeling less than great in my head so my comfort characters might be the only ones that stick around. And I mean since they are my loudest muses it shouldn’t affect too much but yeah.

He frowned at the other and tucked the stray strand of hair behind his ear. “It was in a shared space and it’s not like a stole it. I put it on your dresser.” A soft sigh before he shrugged, “whatever. I’ll just step on it next time.”

Quentin: He’s usually more sad/annoyed during rainy days. The only exception is if he has someone he fancies spending the day with him. Otherwise, he’ll mope around and think about how bleak the world is -- or rather be reminded of it. It tends to take him back to the days before he discovered magic and he is most definitely not a fan. 

In all the time he had been here, training or keeping pets or having other forms of arrangements, Erebus had not seen someone as naturally good at being a pet as Timothy was. Even now, when he had all parts of his outfit on, Timothy wanted to please -- that much was clear by the way he moved and eagerly found his spot between Erebus’ legs. Hand rested on Timothy’s head just between the leather ears, scratching his head a few times until he felt the heat of Timothy’s mouth engulf his cock. A loud groan left him once he was buried balls deep in the pup’s throat, eyes fluttering closed for just a second before grip tightened in Timothy’s hair and Erebus used the grip to keep him there as he started bucking into his pup’s mouth over and over, not easing up even when he heard the soft gagging noises. Other hand reached over him, sliding down Timothy’s back until he had a handful of the man’s ass. He gave it a firm squeeze followed by a firm slap, “So damned good.” Erebus released his hair and instead placed both hands on Timothy’s ass, pulling the pup against him harder and harder, fucking his mouth relentlessly. His cock throbbing and sensitive from the attention. Erebus’ arousal hung in the air around them, likely heightening the depth of Timothy’s arousal in the process. 

Erebus watched Timothy, letting him nuzzle against his cock for a bit longer before the excited padding started up. A hand reached to stroke his pup’s cheek before fingers tangled in his hair for a second, a slight tug, just to see if Timothy would come with him, followed by a pleased hum when the male did move forward. “Good boy.” he purred, letting him go but unfastening the harness to make it easier for Timothy to get his arms through it. Once that was on, Erebus tightened it as much as he could. Back of his hand stroked along Timothy’s spine, a silent prompt for him to fix his posture. When that was done, Erebus brought the tail to Timothy’s lips, humming softly as he ran the plug end against the pink flesh. “--open.” He let Timothy lather it up then pulled it out, replacing it with his cock for a few strokes because fuck he simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Then Erebus moved to slide that in place, very little prep necessary since Timothy usually did a good job about keeping himself stretched for him. Next came the head piece -- today it was just ears and the mouth ring -- and finally he fastened the collar around his boy’s neck. “Fucking beautiful.” Erebus sat down on his favorite chair and smirked at Timothy, “Come.”