Catching Cinders Ch. 06: American Healthcare is a Farce

“it was just that one time," protested owyn. "and if it happens again, i'll have to discipline you, pup," smirked calig. "oh yeah?" challenged owyn. "yeah," huffed calig. he reached over and grasped owyn by the base of his knot.

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Catching Cinders Ch. 02: Worst Case Scenario

* * * **…Week Five…** Elan had his paws curled underneath his yellow miniskirt as he scrolled through his assigned reading. It was for his costuming class next Monday. He’d learn to love clothes and sewing back in high school but this textbook was...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 04: Unicorn Hunt

The shower’s mildew-y air couldn't cover owyn's scent: smoke and cinnamon mingling with masculine musk. the 'nines had started to tent the moment owyn sent the selfie but he couldn't help but notice how much bigger owyn's bulge was in person.

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Catching Cinders Ch. 07: Lucky Pull

“oh yeah,” said owyn, infuriatingly smug. “they jush... they jush texted m'back.” “good boy,” said cal. owyn wiggled with at her praise. “you'll get a treat for this one, pup.”

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Catching Cinders Ch. 08: Stick The Landing

"i'll be careful with my aim," winked owyn. "can't have the ol' timer too distracted when he's playing watchdog for you, kitsy." "delinquents," harrumphed tyson, but he huffed appreciatively when owyn grabbed at his crotch.

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Catching Cinders Ch. 17 : Climax (They Fuck Good)

owyn smirked despite himself. "there are waaaaay less elaborate ways to get someone to touch your boobs." "c'mere" growled cal. she yanked owyn's wrist fluff and pressed his hand hand against her chest.

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Catching Cinders Paralogue 12.5: Sneaking Peeks

"except for owyn," said aideen. "except for owyn," agreed tyson. "but he also said he started seeing owyn _with_ calill. it almost sounded like her idea. what did they call it, a unicorn hunt?"

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Catching Cinders Paralogue 13.5: Best-Laid Plans

"we've got the reso for rydderch at nine. should be a corner booth." owyn's rumble snapped elan out of his reverie. "right, you're the three-top. is that— oh, it's you?" the watchog hostess' nails hovered an inch from her tablet. "what's wrong, ira?

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