Dreaming as Macros

Rubbing a knuckle of the hand which hadn't been holding a body against the underside of garrod's chin, larentia coaxed open her partner's mouth.

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Spawn of Rage

larentia gripped her head. who knows what had happened when she had left...who knows what had caused this. lowering her gaze, she sighed, then lifted her muzzle again, inhaling the fresh air of dawn.

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My Life as a Kindred: Amandus prologue chapters 1 & 2

Every generation from the time of larentia every male was born with the mating knot. that's the main reason aengellus and i haven't pulled out of either of you. we can't, we are tied, well at least not until our knots go down."

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