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Mutt let out a small yawn, waking up from his nap, seeing that Terrean was still asleep, he could finally have some time to himself as he stepped out of his basket, quiet as he could and exited the room, "I wonder where master is....." he said to himself


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Gabe winced when he heard all of those things, "Yeah that could upset someone," he said chuckling, "well I like you. You seem nice to me." He smiled at him, he brought the rest of his body close so he wouldnt knock anything over.

Mutt entered the nursery and snickered, "Need some help master?" he asked, walking over to Alistaires crib, "Maybe you don't have the right....techniques...?" he asked, as he leaned over the crib and flickered his ears at almost light speed, trying to entertain the sea-fox

Caine dropped his feet forward, allowing his leather-gloved hands to prop up the pyro hellion before sending a mischevious, playful smirk up towards E'nai. He flipped the fallen, silvery-blonde hair away from his face with a huff, still propping hims upwards as he twirled the young man onto his back as if he was giving him a piggyback ride before plopping him down full on his back. "Pfft! Little E'nai, when will you ever learn?"

Prince Jaryn opened his mouth slightly, plucking the strawberry from the General's fingers, his soft, full lips brushing against him as he blushed a significant, red still the modest type when it came to intimacy with his beloved. "...I love you so much...," His ethereal, grey orbs embezzeled themselves down at the ground before shying away from the bi-coloured eyes of the Wind demon's, his hands still engrossed in the beige overcoat.

Rhodes giggled audibly, the aroma of vanilla and sea salt emitting from the toddler's hair as he procedded in encouraging the mischevious behaviour around his father, Logan. "..Where's mw'ammy?" His rounded, cereleaun-tinged ears pricked forward as he reached for hands outward towards the mermaid, those golden-yellow orbs flickering in the sense of a summer's sunset.

Logan dropped down into the easy chair, more than willing to hand over parental chores. "I'm not interested in techniques for wrestling toddlers into naptime. It's tiring."

Alistaire grabbed onto the ears with a squeal, this hardly doing anything to calm the rambunctious boy's energy. He chomped down on the ear in his grasp.

Tempest exhaled, more aroused by the return of such tiny intimacies only shared with the prince than he was by the raunchiest, kinkiest rape of any slave. "And I love you, Jaryn. The time without you seems like a nightmare, a bad dream, now. Don't leave me again."

Logan scooped Rhodes up into his lap. "Do I look like I'm lactating? I don't have any warm milk. I don't know, precious." Inarian? Where are you and how the hell do you get these boys to take their nap?