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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 10:34 am
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Byron Simmons
"I like you well enough..."
The bedroom was fairly dark, considering how late in the evening it was. The only light came from a few candles placed strategically around the room, and although it was sparse, there was enough for Archaeus to see that his wrists were bound together and to the bed's headboard. His shirt was off, pants still on his body but not for long. There was light music that could be heard, nothing really too memorable, but enough for the oblivious character to possibly comprehend what was about to happen. And if the atmosphere wasn't enough of a clue, the sparsely-dressed man who entered should have made it obvious. "Oh, you're awake. Good." He tugged on the cord around his waist that kept his robe closed, not opening it but letting it loosen as he stepped inside. He sipped from the glass of wine in his hand, shutting the door behind him and walking towards the bound character. "You aren't too terribly uncomfortable, are you?" he asked, setting down his glass on the dresser and standing beside the bed, his hand reaching out to touch his boyfriend's leg.
"... so let's skip the romance~"
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 12:10 am
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Archaeus Chartreuse Perfection Embodied "Everyday I endure this horrible, painful curse. Forced to mask it all with a smile." ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
Archaeus pursed his lips as he tried to scratch his wrists, only to find that he couldn't move them comfortably. He opened his eyes, feeling them widen as he saw his wrists tied together and bound to the headboard. He moved them, trying to get them free, but they wouldn't budge. What?! Who did this? When?! He felt his heart stop. Oh God, where was Byron?! In the midst of his struggle, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. Archaeus lifted his head to see a figure approaching. He winced until the dim candle light revealed it to be Byron. "Byron?" he breathed. Why was he dressed like that? In fact, why was the room like this? Was this a dream? "I don't know what's happened, but someone's tied me up! Quickly, untie me and let's hurry out before our attacker returns!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 12:37 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 12:52 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 1:31 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 2:13 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 2:50 pm
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Archaeus Chartreuse Perfection Embodied "Everyday I endure this horrible, painful curse. Forced to mask it all with a smile." ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
Ever protest Archaeus said and thought halted immediately when his appendage was grabbed. His eyes widened and his face turned bright red. He winced and squirmed as he was stroke, not used to such a strange, yet admittedly nice, feeling. As if it had a mind of his own, his member reacted and hardened at the touch. Archaeus panted, suddenly feeling horribly hot as strange, excitable feelings boiled in his stomach. His wrists shook against the grip of the handcuffs, trying to escape so he could grab the hand holding his crotch. He tensed when his neck was kissed, glancing down to see Byron's body exposed. The fictional character shifted uncomfortably as more feelings clashed inside him. He could feel a strange sensation, a strong one. It was like he suddenly had to go to the restroom. "S-Stop," he breathed. "Stop, I... I need to..."
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