A Prince's Passions, A Demon's Desires 2
#2 of a prince's passions, a demon's desires bu ren finally comes to realize what's happening to him, and comes to understand what that means in the long game that the demon is playing.
Winter Recurrence Chapter 1: A Chill Breeze
The scotch slid to the other wolf, leaving ren with his own drink.
The Temple of Mulree
The alpha grunted and growled aggressive sexual degradation into ren's ear as he thrust back hard enough to crack the bark on the tree they were fornicating against in the open swamp.
Black Blood Chapter 17
Todd’s ears shot up as he watched ren place his left paw over his right. “ren!” todd said as he leaned over. he pulled ren so he sat straight up, eliciting a pained gasp from ren.
Existential Crisis
"don't be getting ideas, ren."
Renaissance Unfaire
I've been on the ren faire circuit for nearly a decade now, have given hundreds of performances. i've seen everything public and private that goes on at a ren faire a thousand times now, and it still doesn't get boring.
Dracius: Origins Part III
"i think he is nervous, lord artos," ren said. "quite!" artos said. "suggestions?" ren blinked at being asked for his opinion. "well, i guess you could try petting him. that works with cats and dogs. or maybe sing to him?"
Tails From Arkland #1 A Slave's Tale
No problem ren." the g shep said as the door closed behind him.
Home truths
Do you remember when ren said that he didn't want you to be afraid of him?" "i… yeah, i do." "i can't help but share many of ren's feelings… including that sentiment. a tamer should never fear their digimon."
Continue?
As ren made his way back to gather his scattered resources, the tamer remembered something he had heard previously. “...hey ren, can i ask you something?" “of course."
First Time: Challenges
Glauron and ren were slightly puzzled when nate had rushed in a short while ago, still half-naked and dripping to shut himself in his and ren's temporary room.
Die schwarze Perle
"wir hã¶ren so wenig von tortuga und cartagena", bettelten sie beinahe unisono, "immer nur stã¼rmische see und kaputte segel. wir wollen mehr hã¶ren von ..." der keiler klopfte auf den tisch. "da gibt es nicht viel zu erzã¤hlen", grunzte er.