Wechselwirkung - Teil 2 - Gefühlschaos
florian schien sehr darauf bedacht, dass es keinen - seinem freund womöglich unangenehmen - körperkontakt gab.
The Teacher's Pet Project: Day 4
Position as he kneels on the bed in front of florian.
Vorgeschichte: Florian
florian kämpfte seit dem verlassen der gartenhütte mit seinem ganz eigenen kopfkino.
Wechselwirkung - Epilog - Orange!
Hingebungsvoll schleckte er florians knoten. mit geschlossenen augen gab er sich den rundungen der gewaltigen schwellung hin. hier unten roch er noch viel mehr nach hund, dem geruch, den er so liebte. florian war regelrecht heiß und puckerte.
Chapter 63 The Guides
Prince florian peered fearfully into jonathan's face. "you aren't going to hurt me, are you?" \*\*\* "ah! ah! ah! ah!" prince florian's screams filled the room as jonathan pulled on his arms and slammed him from behind.
Chapter 44: Royal Cock
Adrian knew his duty clear as day and had known for years: florian was a liability, florian must obey or die.
Set Me Free ch 5
My thoughts kept returning to florian. he'd never had any reason to leave his home. he had been loved, and had lived a quiet, sheltered life. maybe too sheltered.
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Once your last drinks are finished and your tab is settled, you sojourn into the cool night, and florian leads you back to his flat.
Chapter 59 A Glutton for Punishment
"off with you, boy," he said to prince florian. "isn't it bedtime?" prince florian pouted. "can't i at least _watch_?" the king laughed. "_no._" prince florian's ears flattened and he pouted again as akbash slaves started clearing the table.
Electric Fever.
He picked up florian and carefully tried to comfort the crying green jolteon. "hey, now. don't cry, florian; darkie didn't mean it, he's just very protective of eira is all. c'mon, let me have a look-see."
Wechselwirkung - Teil 4 - Samstag
florian`s schwarze nase schob sich durch die tür. „uhm, hi." „hi. hattest du musik an?" „wie? ... ja. nein." florian stand vor ihm, er war wirklich hier.
Chapter 39: Secret Brothers
Prince florian scrambled backward into the bars of his cell. "bloody _hell_," he cried, his eyes wide. "_zeinara_? is that you?" zeinara slid her paws in her pockets and smiled. "what's the matter, florian? i don't have cooties."