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RE: Get nothing done - Charles - November 04, 2020
Charles didn't understand why he didn't just go away! Charles honestly wished that he could, but in lack of such self control, instead he was at the mercy of the dark, dangerous stranger.
The stranger said he could make Charles go away -- well, if only! these wretched limbs still refused! -- and Charles just stared.
It wasn't until the stranger started to pant that Charles decided it was enough. He almost asked -- are you hot -- but instead, his legs suddenly started to work again.
Without waiting to see what the stranger would do the coywolf started to run, run, run out of there and home as fast as his legs could carry him.
RE: Get nothing done - RIP Earp - November 05, 2020
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He seemed enchanted.
Enthralled by Earp's gaze.
It wasn't all bad, it seemed.
He was in the motions of how to reach out to grab the boy in his head, but before he could put theory into action, spindly legs seemed to take the coywolf away.
Carried like a leaf on a swift wind.
Earp stared after him.
Longing. Desiring.
"Fuck," he breathed. Feeling the heat now as he watched that tucked tail disappear.
For now, he'd have to make do.
Earp rose up onto his hind legs against a tree.
Rocked his hips, using it to please himself in place of Charles.
And soon after, he was gone.
Enthralled by Earp's gaze.
It wasn't all bad, it seemed.
He was in the motions of how to reach out to grab the boy in his head, but before he could put theory into action, spindly legs seemed to take the coywolf away.
Carried like a leaf on a swift wind.
Earp stared after him.
Longing. Desiring.
"Fuck," he breathed. Feeling the heat now as he watched that tucked tail disappear.
For now, he'd have to make do.
Earp rose up onto his hind legs against a tree.
Rocked his hips, using it to please himself in place of Charles.
And soon after, he was gone.