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- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Slice-of-Life, Gothic, Horror, Fantasy
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MIRAN
"Lee" is Sesozapaean. Although the accent has faded some, suggesting he's lived here for some time, he's encountered enough of them to recognize the way his mouth shapes his vowels. That only adds to his intrigue and his growing suspicion that perhaps he should know this person. At least, if he hasn't met him before, it's possible that Lee knows who he is. He's not exactly popular in Sesozapa, what with the slaughter of thousands of soldiers and all that. Lee either hates him as well or is completely and amusingly ignorant of the fact that he's about to fuck one of his home country's greatest enemies. Both ideas arouse him.
"Yes, something along those lines," he agrees in a purr, clearly more interested in turning some to watch him undress. The damn steam obscures his view, but it can't hide Lee's sizeable cock or his fat ass that has Miran's own cock twitching with interest. His muscles flex beautifully as he strips and tosses his clothes away. Fuck, even his tits look nice to suck on. He looks like one of those Greek god statues the humans were obsessed with. Maybe he should tip Mitya extra when he leaves.
He doesn't bother to hide the fact that he was watching when the man turns back toward him. He doesn't bother to hide his lust either. What room is there for shame in these situations? "I can't imagine water having much impact on your human form," he says as Lee steps into the water to join him. He twists his body some to face him, resting an elbow on the stone floor of the pool edge to prop his head up. "But I suppose animals will be animals." If all goes well, he'll certainly have Lee acting on animal instinct.
When Lee is settled, he doesn't hesitate to run a hand up his thigh. "I can think of better ways to get you wet that you'll enjoy."
He's never been self-conscious about his body; decades of military training and battle have left him with an enviable physique and his cock is intimidating even when it isn't as hard as it is now. He's got a nice face, hard as it may be, that seems to warrant second glances. He doesn't interview each of his conquests to be sure of glowing reviews of his sexual prowess, but he's never tossed one aside until they've cum. This isn't a matter of whether or not he can seduce Lee, but a matter of how long it will take.
"Miran," he answers honestly, because it's not as fun to hear his partners screaming some alias. "But most call me sir," he jokes, running his other hand up Elías's abdomen to palm at one of his breasts. "You are gorgeous, aren't you?" he murmurs appreciatively, an entirely rhetorical question mostly said to himself.
Before Lee can react, he pulls him into his lap, hands squeezing the plush mounds of his ass while he wraps his lips around a nipple and bites.
"Yes, something along those lines," he agrees in a purr, clearly more interested in turning some to watch him undress. The damn steam obscures his view, but it can't hide Lee's sizeable cock or his fat ass that has Miran's own cock twitching with interest. His muscles flex beautifully as he strips and tosses his clothes away. Fuck, even his tits look nice to suck on. He looks like one of those Greek god statues the humans were obsessed with. Maybe he should tip Mitya extra when he leaves.
He doesn't bother to hide the fact that he was watching when the man turns back toward him. He doesn't bother to hide his lust either. What room is there for shame in these situations? "I can't imagine water having much impact on your human form," he says as Lee steps into the water to join him. He twists his body some to face him, resting an elbow on the stone floor of the pool edge to prop his head up. "But I suppose animals will be animals." If all goes well, he'll certainly have Lee acting on animal instinct.
When Lee is settled, he doesn't hesitate to run a hand up his thigh. "I can think of better ways to get you wet that you'll enjoy."
He's never been self-conscious about his body; decades of military training and battle have left him with an enviable physique and his cock is intimidating even when it isn't as hard as it is now. He's got a nice face, hard as it may be, that seems to warrant second glances. He doesn't interview each of his conquests to be sure of glowing reviews of his sexual prowess, but he's never tossed one aside until they've cum. This isn't a matter of whether or not he can seduce Lee, but a matter of how long it will take.
"Miran," he answers honestly, because it's not as fun to hear his partners screaming some alias. "But most call me sir," he jokes, running his other hand up Elías's abdomen to palm at one of his breasts. "You are gorgeous, aren't you?" he murmurs appreciatively, an entirely rhetorical question mostly said to himself.
Before Lee can react, he pulls him into his lap, hands squeezing the plush mounds of his ass while he wraps his lips around a nipple and bites.
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