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http://thenormalsquint.dreamwidth.org/23146.html?thread=95338#cmt95338
Jihae with Angela, art talk (gen)
October 27

http://cityofariel.dreamwidth.org/399005.html?thread=69345181#cmt69345181
Jihae with Luppi, at his place calmer
October 24

http://ariel-logs.dreamwidth.org/1086591.html?thread=89910655#cmt89910655
Faust with Umi, bite me event (smut)
October 22

http://cityofariel.dreamwidth.org/401371.html?thread=66140379#cmt66140379
Faust with Noiz, dragon den
October 22

http://ariel-logs.dreamwidth.org/800781.html?thread=64632589#cmt64632589
Faust with Cadence, post re-ed heal (smut)
September 22

http://ariel-logs.dreamwidth.org/1042039.html?thread=85420407#cmt85420407
Jihae with Zexion, kinkster
October 10

http://ariel-logs.dreamwidth.org/1005053.html
Jihae with Clear, buzztoy (Indulge)
September 22

http://cityofariel.dreamwidth.org/366703.html?thread=60468335&posted=1#cmt60891503
Jihae with Luppi, talking dirty
September 1

http://ariel-logs.dreamwidth.org/988229.html?thread=80705605#cmt80705605
Jihae with Anduin, pillow pile
August 21

http://cityofariel.dreamwidth.org/405361.html?thread=66894705#cmt66894705
Faust with Uryuu, re-entry
August 19

Such fondness for an object was unlike anything Jihae knew personally but it was not unexpected coming from Zexion. In many ways he reminded him of Luppi, particularly now with the sense that he had been discarded at one point. That bitter laugh, minimized to not confess too much even to oneself.

The information shared was enough to make anyone sick. It was too much to consider and would have to wait until he was alone. Belenus was one of many instances where he had not felt like himself in the slightest. Were they all replacements or variations? The question of identity could keep Jihae lying awake too.

Maybe he was no different than the dessert, pretty to look at but hard to swallow.

[Hnng. Zexion had mastered skirting that edge between provocation and arousal that Jihae rarely encountered but couldn't resist. Teasing him only to show mercy, then topping it off with self-satisfying wordplay. He couldn't really explain why that personality type pushed his buttons, but it did. Thankfully he needn't wait much longer judging by how Zexion's pace picked up. Wanting his fur stroked was one thing but that it would please his partner to do it was a satisfaction of its own. He wanted to see Zexion's face when he realized just how easy it was to

The Summoner proved himself not so submissive after all. There was no clear distinction between fucking him from below and the way he rocked his hips, riding Jihae's cock with rough pace that meant holding and directing him was unneeded. There were other pleasures to take, such as in sliding his hands along Summoner's straining abdominal muscles that flexed with his movements.

That writhing, thick and needy bulge left plenty of drippy evidence behind for Jihae to play with, using both hands to gather up the fluid and re-deposit it on the source with coaxing, firmly stroking hands. He felt it thrash, but he was watching his partner's face instead. Anyone in the bar who had passed over on being in this bed had missed out on how handsome he looked when unrestrained, when all his worries were a world away.

The squish of hitting Summoner's inner wall with the head of his cock took his breath away. He moaned as he thrust, thighs rising off the mattress, losing some co-ordination in how he handled the pulsing bulge whose tip twisted between his fingers. Much more of this and he would come. Inside, or...? The amount couldn't compare to a troll's gush of fluid but he didn't know if it was common to avoid releasing that way.

"I'm...about to..."

Panting between words, he slowed to get an answer before it was too late.