A Peculiar Prison

Asks a baffled arturo gesturing the table. "alright, cuffs off. lets get him undressed." the fox instructs; ignoring arturo's question. "cuff-wha?!" arturo begins as the employees swarm him.

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A Royal Romance (3/3)

Will you honor me, arturo?" "the honor would be all mine, garif," arturo replied breathlessly.

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Arturo and Biro go to Camp - Chapter Five

"hey, arturo, are you in here?" called biro, bending down to see if he could find arturo's feet. "hey art! are you ok?" he said, when he noticed arturo pacing around inside the cubicle.

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A Royal Romance (2/3)

arturo rolled his eyes, but turned anyway.

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A Royal Romance (1/3)

At one time a few years back he'd forbid arturo from bathing at all, saying that he was just wasting time he could be earning his keep, though arturo suspected that he just wanted to make him unpresentable - he didn't like how people liked arturo better

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Arturo and Biro go to Camp - Chapter Three

I don't like sleeping high-up" whimpered jake "okay then" replied friendly, hugging arturo. arturo was nervous of being hugged by friendly. "what's wrong arturo?

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Bedroom Gridiron

arturo whines louder still, his legs kicking and his hands clutching at the bed linen.

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Arturo and Biro go to Camp - Chapter Four

Don't worry arturo" said jake. "i'll be outside, is that ok?" arturo wrote in his notebook. "sure. see you in a minute" said jake. arturo walked outside and he went over to biro and timothy. "arturo!!! how are you!?"

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Arturo and Biro go to Camp - Chapter Six

Biro laughed and also grinned, looking at arturo's green shorts. arturo saw biro's grin and what he was staring at, and gave him a look as if to say "don't you dare, little fox" biro shrugged and walked over to arturo, giving him a hug.

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Breeding Slave: Chapter 3

The smell of arturo's masculine, feline's masculine scent making him rub his thighs together around his new canine cleft.

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A Swimming Sales Pitch

Before arturo could say anything he had started to unlock his suitcase and open it.

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Eight Days at Renzyl's: Day Seven

I understand," arturo slurred slightly as he looked over at conri. "thank you renzyl." "come now," renzyl chided as he placed a hand on arturo's head.

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