Full Moon Lust

He might have said that, but he loved, secretly, how the owl cried out for him, pressing the head of his cock, the tip defined around the glands, to stolas' bird-puss.

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First Snow

Is this what gets your bird-puss wet these days? fucking load of...fancy...shit..." blitz muttered, though he was too spellbound to care about anything other than basking in the soft ebb and flow of stolas' voice.

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