Triptych
She knew all about his and nelson's history together. it had happened years ago, before she and nelson met, when her handsome husband was a graduate student wrestling with his academic work, his family, himself.
What Happens On The Island...
Vince scooted up nelson's chest until his cock was just in front of nelson's snout. vince's scent invaded nelson's nose immediately, causing nelson's head to swim. nelson noticed that vince was starring at him intently, but nelson hesitated.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 2: The Black/Pruple Husky (part 3)
"boys what happend.... jeremy you could have killed him... hayden i wont take to much because it was defesnve. but nelson i will have to call your parents." he said reaching for the phone. "no you cant!"
Desired Tales: Skunk
The team could have had more women and healers, but nelson thought they would be dead weight having to bring them through the swamps and other difficult terrains. nelson wanted the team to be strong and pull their own weight.
What's Past is Prologue
"making it personal, nelson?" the drake was almost unaware of the tiny plume of smoke from his nostrils. "i expected better of you than emotional blackmail."
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 4: New School, New Friends, New Enemies (part 1)
"whats the matter mr. nelson?" he asked. "sir can you please tell me the combo to make a mixture again i didnt get the notes." i said.
To Claim the City - Part#1
Jake could now see them for who they were, nelson and lea!
Reawaking
Eoin was about to ask a question when nelson squeezed his shoulder and jutted a chin toward the back of the house. the saluki paused, then nodded and walked through the entryway and into the wide hallway.
Life with a Hellhound
Much like nelson all those months ago, he crumpled upon the ground. unlike nelson however, carl was – thankfully – still conscious. struggling to his feet, he cupped his chest, breathing hard as pain surged through his body.
A favourite Situation Chapter 9
nelson asked him.
The Perfect Gift
nelson was meticulous when it came to organizing her books. luckily, she didn't mind people messing them up. otherwise i'd have been thrown out of the shop years ago.
Slainte Mhath!
"so, now you've sampled three of our finest whiskies," nelson said. "which one is your favourite?" an indecisive murmur came from the group, but the dragon seemed satisfied nonetheless.