#anarrayofstrays

“You’re going to regret suggesting this, also weirdest game of gay chicken ever dude.” Bobby plopped his first purchase, a small princess plug with a blue gem on the end, onto the table in front of Alex, “Pop it in, asshole, unless you want to give up already.” He had a bad feeling that this game was going to be way more expensive than he was prepared for though. Alex kinda looked like a whore after all.

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Marcus knew he needed about a hundred souls in order to be free of his family and the council. Enough power to Steve off anyone who would try to capture him and purge of his dark magic. While he’d captured several dozen souls in his amulet, he still didn’t have all he needed. He knew necromancy deliver into the fragile balance of life and death but he saw it as well worth the risk. A world without dark magic felt like a world without freedom. Still, he hadn’t expected his efforts to bring death into his home. He could feel it, he knew what he was right on sight. It was overwhelming and so he took several deep breaths before speaking. “Are you here to end me?”

Bobby smacked Pyro’s bare ass, the only part of him sticking out from the wall, “Why would I let you out, you haven’t even been fucked by one giant cock yet.”

Kurt rushed over when his master texted him, “You said you needed me Sir. What’s wrong? You look like you’re in pain.”

“I get you want kids, but I don’t want to be replaced as your mate. Can’t you use a surrogate or magic or something?” Kurt clung to his master’s side.

"Ok, rude. Your face is weird but I still make out with you and try not to complain, dude."

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Billy smirked at his boyfriend, “Tighten those ropes, we don’t want our himbo here slipping his bonds when he wakes up.”

Teddy poked at Clark’s side once he had the ropes tied, “He looks even more muscular when tied up, bet his ass is cherry too.”