Catching Cinders Ch. 09: Biting the Bullet

.’”_ “so… officer ardor, still think you’re bringing me in?” whispered aideen. her gold-flecked nails tore at the buttons on his uniform with such ferocity that tyson heard one of them _plink_ against the bedpost.

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The Vulpine Smile chapter 6

ardor said without any form of formality._ _"so, what are you up to?"

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The Vulpine Smile chapter 4

"he also thinks it was necessary and ardor agreed with him. the fact that those two agreed was about as big of a surprise as anything. they usually fight like cats and dogs." "how long will it take to fix?"

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Ciara's Morning

Just the morning before, the sight of such things would have filled him with nervous guilt but on this morning, it filled him with ardor and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep inside her.

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Catching Cinders Ch. 03: Knowing the Odds

ardor,” said the dragon-type. he looked quizzically from his clipboard when both tyson and elan made a motion to reply. “oh, i’m sorry, you all are—” “i’m his father,” said tyson. “_i’m_ the one you call ‘mr. ardor.”

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A Panther First Time On His Belly

Baol's tongue felt dry as he studied the sight in front of him, the aroused male showing his ardour openly for his intended with such a bold gesture.

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Catching Cinders Ch. 14: Smooth Sailing

* * * … **Week Twenty-Eight…** Elan leaned against the railing that led to an aged condo complex. The glass doors were polished clean but Elan avoided looking at them for fear his reflection. He didn't want to see how easily he'd become winded. _Oh...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 06: American Healthcare is a Farce

This is really for elan ardor. just check it in under my name and let us go. he shouldn’t be late.” hissed calig. his bared his fangs, tail rigid. but he might as well have tucked it between his legs for all the good ferocity did him here.

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Catching Cinders Paralogue 15.5: Sword of Damocles

._ "mister ardor, are you still with us?" elan startled, mortified. _that was supposed to be a blink._ the lecture hall echoed as stragglers shuffled out the back doors.

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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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Clara - Doubt

She wanted to touch him, ached for his touch against her, but she withheld her ever-present ardor, swallowing noisily in rebellion against her baser urges.

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Rendezvouz in Cantanta - A Business Transaction

His erection was already wilting, having spent his ardour in a throughout manner. "i do wonder if this kind of service is bestowed upon all of your...customers," the lion spoke in a deep rumble.

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