Slavery, 96

Greg’s pants were uncomfortably tight and it was probably because he kept drawing horny pictures of Grey Rain.

They weren’t supposed to be horny, he’d just wanted to draw Grey Rain the way he looked during the full moon, as a present for him. But he always looked horny during the full moon and Greg wanted to get him right, so he’d been drawing him a bit horny.

He hadn’t quite gotten him right yet, so he was still trying. He sighed, looking at his latest drawing, moving it aside and starting on a fresh sheet of paper, reaching down into his pants to adjust himself.

“That’s very good,” Gavin said, across the table.

Knighthood, 95

Edwin woke up sore, laying on his belly with Grey Rain on top of him and Grey Rain’s dick still inside him.

He yawned, wondering how late it was. Owen was still in bed with them, also asleep. To be fair, Edwin had fallen asleep while Grey Rain had still been pounding his ass into oblivion, and Owen had probably stayed up until that was done. He wasn’t Sir Babysitter yet, after all.

Owen was half sitting at the head of the bed, and that didn’t matter as much as the fact that Owen’s dick was basically right there in Edwin’s face. He was still sleeping, but Edwin knew how much he loved an early morning blowjob, so he figured there was no reason not to pounce on an opportunity that was literally in licking distance.

Dragon, 109

“Honestly I’m kind of grateful for full moons,” Owen said, as Gavin frowned at a scratch on his shoulder. It wasn’t like it was deep, Grey Rain had just gotten a little too close last night. “It feels like we hardly ever take time off, and being made to take at least one day every month is good, I think.”

“I would argue that we need more than one day off a month,” Gavin muttered, dabbing Owen’s shoulder with some alcohol, which stung more than the cut had because medicine sucked like that. “And also that it would be nice if we could have one without you getting hurt.”

“Oh, it’s just a scratch,” Owen protested. “He was only playing.”