“You have to stop this.” “Stop what?” “You know what,” I whisper, lost somewhere in the haze between being asleep and being awake. “Why?” Why is a difficult question. I open my eyes, but there’s little to see. The moon has already fallen past the trees, and the light coming through the parting of the…
“I don’t know about this, Vee,” Michael whispered, his voice misting through the cool night air. “What? Suddenly you don’t like my kisses?” “It’s not your kisses.” Michael’s eyes were wide, but the world around them was dark, and there was little to be seen for it. He could make out the haphazard lumps of…
The first thing that Devon was aware of as he regained consciousness, was the cold air sliding across the back of his leg. The second thing was the pressure of his bladder. His eyes had crusted shut the way they always did this time of year, and moving to Florida hadn’t helped that any. He…
CW: 18+, religion Lorenzo winced and sucked a short, sharp breath in through his teeth. “The path to salvation is not without sacrifice, Lorenzo.” Laurent’s voice was a low rumble against Lorenzo’s ear. “Sì, monsieur.” The cold of the nearby inkwell against Lorenzo’s exposed flank had startled him, and he wormed his free hand down…
CW: 18+ I don’t like fences. Some prat tosses you up against a wood one while suckin’ off yer knob, and whaddaya get? Splinters in yer fuckin’ shoulders. Chain link? Pinches. Pinches every little bit of thrust. Feels like the devil’s bitin’ at yer ass. Fucking fences. Only ones that’s even half way decent is…
CW: 18+ “It’s dusty,” David whispered. “It’s not my fault we fell in here,” Joshua murmured between nips and kisses scattered across the curve of his lover’s shoulder. “You should have been able to ho-ah, ow! Not so hard. You should ha-,” David paused in order to swallow twice. “You should have been able to…
(World of Warcraft is copyrighted to Blizzard. That’s all them.) CW: 18+, trolls The night was a wash of darkness, the moon a token crescent in the sky. The stars were bright, but they cast little in the way of illumination to the jungle below. The torches did that. The bonfires. The lanterns. There was…
CW: 18+, bdsm The tablecloth came in three layers. The bottommost layer was a strange, fibrous fabric to ensure that it clung to the surface of the table. The middle layer was a sheet of vinyl printed with washed out daisies and sun-faded stems. The top layer was a sheaf of thick plastic, presumably to…
cw: 18+, vampire, compulsion It was autumn now, and the days were growing shorter, but they were still unbearably long. Dark could not come fast enough for Joshua Orel’s liking. He busied himself unnecessarily, trying to make the hours of sunlight tick away that much faster. He collected rents for his family’s properties in the…
CW: 18+, nasrdev, noncon The walls were gritty and gray, full of grime–or were they green and full of slime? Devon wasn’t certain, but there was a definite smell in the air. Urine, or algae, or maybe both. And somehow, beyond that, was the stench of abrasive cleaner with an aggressive pine scent. “The fuck?”…