Brandon and Phillip have an arrangement. It isn't a game; it's closer in spirit to a contract.
Old (2012-ish!) fanart of Anders Dragonage from my fic Rabbit Heart. Technically unfinished… just like the fic!
Evening is the customary time for intercourse, David has helpfully informed her, but it makes no difference here. Nothing makes any difference.
Silly little ficlet.
Nightmares are rarely invented entirely out of whole cloth.
On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.
There are worse things than being lashed.
The three of them go to see the redwoods.
Tybalt and Mercutio were childhood friends, of a sort.
Some species remain colonial year round while others only gather together for winter hibernation.