Imani (V)

Lucas hadn't gone far, just around the corner, as it turned out. He waved me over to the car when he saw me, his windows already down. "I heard...I mean...why don't you get in?" He sighs out, a tiny grin on his face. My ears are pinned down when I...

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Imani (VI)

The sound of Lucas' alarm clock startles me out of a deep slumber. It's still dark through the blinds, and Lucas groans as I sit up. Three AM is pretty early, but we can sleep on the train. I trudge to the shower, Lucas following close. We walk through...

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Imani (IV)

I sat with Gray for another forty-five minutes, letting him cry into my chest the way Milan had done just two days prior. I glanced around his room -- tissues were everywhere, clothes scattered on the floor and entirely full plates of food sitting on...

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Imani (III)

My room stood at the back of my parents house, and crammed within was my entire life. "SUPERFOX!" Posters hung on the wall from when I was twelve, and on the shelves which lined the walls sat dozens of nic-nacs ranging from a set of baoding balls to...

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Imani (Part II)

Imani Roseanne Keener passed away at nine-seventeen AM, on July twenty-first, twenty-sixteen from massive internal bleeding and irreparable brain damage. The rest of the day was a blur, spent mostly with Milan. Gray wanted to be alone, to be with his...

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Imani (Part I)

"Oh, Gray..." I whined, his length buried under my tail, the momentum of this thrusts spending me into spasms of pleasure. My own member throbbed between us, our tongues exploring each others mouths. His canid breath sent shivers down my spine, the...

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