Follow Me Into the Gentle Dark

It had been two months since she had finally been well enough to leave the hospital, and to First of Dusk it felt like only yesterday when he had first been admitted. But Nightsail hadn't been the same since. The scars were deeper than those her body...

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Snap My Choker, Double Time

The meme was at least three years old by this point. But Antonia had gotten the idea to head out tonight to a few clubs with it advertised across her pert chest. _'But of course she has to overdo it.'_ Dusk thought to himself, as she stood in...

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Fatherhood

Dusk's claws clicked over the wooden floors of his brownstone apartment, too bright early morning light casting rays from behind the curtains of the living room. The knocking at the door was incessant and had been going on long enough to wake him from...

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A Long Awaited Birthday [STORY - M/M]

"Hey man, Noah's at the door for you." Called a voice through the closed door of Dusk's bedroom. "Said he's got something important to tell you." A few moments later the door opened and Dusk stepped out of the darkened room, wearing simple gray...

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Winter Tent Ficlets - Chapter 3 - Ferality

Soft gasps echoed through the arctic forest, muffled by the fresh snowfall. Rough bark scraped against Nightsail's back through the fabric of her jacket, contrasted by the soft lips that kissed down her neck. Her skin darkened to a deeper purple where...

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Winter Tent Ficlets - Chapter 2 - Voyeurism

"I kind of imagined it a lot when I was...doing it myself." First of Dusk admitted one morning, as the two were preparing food over the fire. "And I really want to watch you doing that." Despite having been sleeping together for the last six days of...

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Winter Tent Ficlets - Chapter 1 - Sweet Words and Sensual Touches

"It's embarrassing..." Nightsail whined, hiding her face in his chest as the two lay on the fur blankets that covered the camping bedroll. This was the fifth night they'd spent in the forest, together in the leather canvas tent. After First of Dusk and...

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