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Macy Blake
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January 14 - January 15, 2021
Vaughn glanced toward the bar once more then back at Sam. “See you around, Sammy.” And then he hurried away, leaving Sam standing there with lube dripping out of his ass, finger-shaped bruises on his hips, and absolutely zero self-esteem.
It was hard to remember that before yesterday, Vaughn hadn’t seen Sam in years, hadn’t even thought of him in years before that. He licked Sam’s neck, his first taste in this form, and it exploded on his tongue. Right. Mine. Mate. Joy.
“It’ll be okay, Sam,” Natasha whispered. She patted his leg gently. “I know. I’m glad you guys are here.” “Course we are,” Ben grumbled. “We’re not leaving you.” Sam grinned and reached out to squeeze Ben’s arm. Man, these kids got him right in the feels already. He’d handed over his heart to them the moment he met them.
“Better. For a vet, he’s a good doctor,” William said. But he had that snarky tease to his voice that Sam knew meant he really was feeling better. “Well, I seem to remember Mom calling you a filthy animal every time you made a mess in the kitchen so you can understand why I thought a vet might be the best bet for you.”
Ollie looked doubtful so Sam stuck out his pinky finger. Ollie eyed it suspiciously. “Pinky promise, Ollie. Sams can’t break pinky promises.”
“Son, I’ve managed on my own for years.” “That was before you had a pack. You and Sam will never be on your own again.” Neither of the Baker men knew what to say to that. Sam reached for Vaughn’s hand and threaded their fingers together. “Lord, your mama would be tickled to death to see a guy so far gone on you, Sammy. Now get out of here before I get misty-eyed.”
He paused at the bedroom door and knocked quietly like Daddy had taught him. He wasn’t supposed to just open the door and go in ‘cause it wasn’t using good manners. If a door is closed, then you knock first. Thems the rules.
“If eggs come from chicken butts, does cheese come from cow butts?”
“If you love Daddy and Daddy loves you, how come you’re not married like Grammy and Pop-pop?” Something crashed from the bathroom again. It was so loud Papa looked that way. Daddy opened the bedroom door and he was still wet. Half his face was covered in the white stuff he used when he shaved. Ollie giggled. “Daddy, you look funny.”
He looked over to the table to tell Papa they got to make more cheesy eggs, but Daddy and Papa were kissing. Again. They were always kissing. “Daddy! You gotta let Papa go. We’ve gotta make Grandpa some cheesy eggs.”
No, Sawyer didn’t consider himself a damsel in distress, but there was something about being safe and secure that always tripped a few triggers for him.
“Why am I so drawn to you? This is… not what I thought would happen.” Eduard sighed and stepped back. “And that is why I need to step away now. Your dragon will not be pleased that I have taken such liberties with you.”
Sawyer frowned again. “I’m not some shy maiden in a regency novel, you know, and my dragon as you put it doesn’t give consent for me. I make decisions for myself.”
Draco sighed. “Yes, I will shift into my dragon and light marshmallows on fire so you can make s’mores.”
Sawyer cracked up and pulled Draco into another hug. “And that is why you are now, and always will be, my best friend.”
Andvari took his words as a promise. He reached for Henry’s tank top with a low growl, ripping it down the middle and baring Henry’s chest. Henry groaned. “That shouldn’t be so sexy. It really shouldn’t.” His dick didn’t seem to agree and he reached down to push down on it with a frown. “Do not come. Do not come.”
He’d heard those pharaohs were a kinky bunch, so surely they’d had some sort of lube they’d perfected.
“I do hope you’ll outgrow this embarrassment soon. Trust me when I say Cecil has seen much worse. You should have seen me during my early years. My hormones were all over the place. I think I even fucked a chair at one point. Oh, those were the days.”
Henry whimpered, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and needs and everything. He’d seen some really good porn like this and had been curious about it. He wondered what Draco would do if he played along, said what he was thinking, acted out a fantasy he never thought he would be able to. He took a breath, another. “Only your cock, Daddy. I’ve been a good boy.”
Henry grinned and lowered his lashes, looking up at Draco in a way he’d seen in one of the many videos he’d watched. “Please, Daddy. Make me feel good.”
“Kinky boy.” Draco nipped Henry’s ear lobe between his teeth. “I liked it.” “It was okay?” Henry glanced across the bed, wondering what Sawyer had thought, but Sawyer was sprawled across the pillow with a soft snore coming from his mouth. He also had a big smile on his face.
Once you realize that henry is the star of the show, then it all makes sense
He’d be discussing his desires later, because although Sawyer had readily agreed to all of their attentions, taking him in his sleep required clear consent beforehand so Eduard didn’t feel like a complete creeper.
“Hmm, can I confess one of them to you now?’ Sawyer nodded again. “I want to take you while you’re sleeping. I want you to wake up with my cock deep in your ass.
“It’s not that bad,” Eduard snapped. “Tell me,” Sawyer demanded. “Griffins are…” “Snobs?” Sawyer suggested gently. Andvari laughed so hard the entire bed shook. Eduard pinched his leg in retaliation. “Not that I’m saying you’re stuck up, Eduard. But… you know, you’re… used to a certain… lifestyle.” “I can’t breathe,” Andvari said. Sawyer poked Andvari in the side. “You aren’t helping.”
“So basically, Eduard is going to have to fancy us up and teach us better manners?” Henry asked. “Fancy you up a bit, yes,” Eduard conceded. “But nothing else will change.” “So, what you’re saying is, we’re going to have a Pretty Woman moment?” Sawyer looked over at Henry who nodded in complete understanding. Eduard, on the other hand, was clueless.
