Ghosthunter

“Wait, have you fucked a mermaid before?” Matthew asked, keeping himself at Tarrick’s side. “I’m old, Matthew.” “But…what about trolls? You haven’t fucked a troll before have you?” “I’m old, Matthew.” “Ew. Really? What about a centaur?” Tarrick glanced at Matthew. “God damn. Is there anything you haven’t fucked? You know what, never mind, I don’t want to know.”
― Jex Lane, Broken

“Try using your inside voice. Less awkward.”
― Charlie Cochet, Hell & High Water

“I want you to marry me, Thomas." Marcus' attention had weight and heat on every exposed, raw part of him. "We can get a license in a state where it's legal, have a ceremony wherever you want, however you want. And I don't care if there's no law for it on the books, it will be the law between you and me and whatever God there is. I want it to be impossible for us to leave each other without a hell of a lot of paperwork, ugly custody battles over furniture, whatever.

"I want to marry you," he repeated. "I want you to know that every morning when you wake up and see me that I want to be there, that I made an oath to be there. To stand by you. And that there's no one else for me. Not ever.”
― Joey W. Hill, Rough Canvas

“You know, humans have done research and they say petting an animal reduces stress and blood pressure.” Matthew laughed. He could think of a few places Hiroto wanted him to ‘pet’. “I have almost no blood pressure most of the time.” Hiroto pointed at Matthew’s crotch. “Then how does your cock get hard?” “I…that’s a good fucking question. I have no idea.” Great. Now that’d be bugging him all night. Hiroto”
― Jex Lane, Broken