Sex and Lunch

Giving a low murr the foxcoon started to shift a bit, pulling himself away from jag as best he could. the kitty let out a small oof as he lost his grip on the foxcoon and fell to his knees.

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Swapping

"hello to you too," the foxcoon grinned. he leaned in close. prisma met his smooch then yanked him in by his hair braid and closed the door with a sweep of her foot. "ow, ow-ow-ow, easy on the hair," desmond whined.

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No Virgins Here

The foxcoon snapped his eyes on linna. she tilted her snout down just in time to catch the worst of his glare and she met it with a smirk. "i'm joking.

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Prince and the Punk

Tristan giggled, then nibbled playfully on the foxcoon's ear, growling into it a moment later.

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