Catching Cinders 00: An Open Letter To ScyStorm
That's owyn. shortly after conceiving owyn in 2017 a story popped unbidden into my mind. it involved kinks i was much more shy about expressing interest in at the time, and also it involved someone else’s work, so i kept it private.
Catching Cinders Ch. 01: Settling In
“Ungh, wait, that's gonna be too tight!” “Stop whining, Kiddo. It'll fit just fine!” “Yeah, it just needs a push! We'll do the grunt work- all ya gotta do is guide it in!” “al_-_ **huff** _-_alright, dad. on three?” **“** _ **one… two…** _ _ **-**...
Catching Cinders Ch. 11: Would You Love Me If I Was a Worm?
Tyson shot elan a _look_ and positioned himself under owyn's balls. he licked once and owyn's booming bark cut through calill's moans. encouraged, tyson pushed deeper between owyn's legs.
Catching Cinders 0: Forward, Content Warning, & Thanks
* * * _ **This is a fanwork of a NSFW furry erotica featuring explicit sex scenes. As such I'd highly recommend reading the original work** _ _ **and will include CWs for the themes of both ScyStorm's original story and my own writing.** _ ## _...
Catching Cinders Ch. 13: Cognitive Dissonance
She was sending him pictures of her date with owyn. but i don’t think elan started seeing owyn as a boyfriend until close to thanksgiving. when i guessed they were more than friends i did give him a bit of the ‘hardass dad’ routine.
Catching Cinders Ch. 10: Spectacular Launch
The shift in proximity deluged the 'nines in the combined musk of owyn and calig. he guided owyn's enormous cock to his lips.
Catching Cinders Ch. 09: Biting the Bullet
Tyson noticed aideen’s gaze lingering shrewdly on owyn. evidently owyn did too. "what's that supposed to mean, _aideen_?" said owyn with ill-concealed venom.
Catching Cinders Ch. 12: Warmer in the Winter
“owyn, you didn't,” moaned elan, pale as death. “i did,” owyn said indignantly. “if she's asking for the lurid details i got nothin' to hide.” “you're tactless,” sighed calill. “never claimed i wasn't,” said owyn.
Catching Cinders Ch. 03: Knowing the Odds
* * * **…Week Five…** Elan glanced at the clock. seven-the-fuck-o’clock. Over five fuckin' hours since he’d been whisked into the hospital and forced to changed into this scratchy gown. The garment was miserably thin and the room he was in so drafty...
Catching Cinders Ch. 14: Smooth Sailing
“at first we were trying to make a little money to pay for doctor’s bills but now that i’ve got a surrogacy contract our tailtipz has just been, like, a horny hobby for me and cal and owyn.” “which arcanine is owyn?
Catching Cinders Paralogue 15.5: Sword of Damocles
"like i said, it's how i felt _at the time_," said owyn, looking appropriately abashed. "a lot has changed in the last six months." tyson shot owyn _a look._ "what made you change your mind?" "kitsy showed me the secret third thing," smiled owyn.
Catching Cinders Ch. 15: Derecho
owyn looked like he was going to say something sarcastic, but then thought the better of it. calill noticed, though. she shot him _a look_ and said, "go back to bed, owyn. i'll sleep with you tonight." "sure thing, hon," said owyn.