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Thread: Textual Attraction (HoldTheDoor & Abilicious)

He smiled at her as she gripped his hand, her grip not one of defiance, but one that felt like a subtle teasing. Her eyes and smile giving very much the same vibes, he enjoyed the feel of her hand on his, any skin to skin contact with her was welcomed. Her laboured thought as she swirled her drink made him pause for thought, she was clearly in to this or so he thought, but her hesitation made me wonder whether that was true. As she made her playful offer of a pop quiz, he smiled warmly at her, confident that she wanted to pursue this as much as he. A pop quiz? He gasped in mock horror, playing the role he had in school. Normally those words wouldn't excite me. Prehaps the subject matter is much better this time. I doubt I've ever wanted to pass a test so badly. He enthused smiling warmly. He took a swig of his own drink, finishing the final mouthful before placing his glass on the table with a sharp thud. Now was the time to press his advantage, the worst she could do was say no. I'd love that pop quiz, but is this really such a good environment for education? He said motioning at the pub around them. I think we should go somewhere with something more akin to test conditions. He said assertively, motioning around them at the tables that were being loud in particular. Your place or mine? He asked with that trademark cheeky smile, the kind you couldn't get angry with, nor say no too. I'd love to go over the course material with you before the big test. He said carrying on with the fun playful tone she had set.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch yawned and stretched out. He was laying on his Master's bed. The Dalmatian licked his Master's face, telling him to wake up.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max groaned, slowly getting up, trying to push the big dog off of him. Ok, I'm up! He said, annoyed but still smiling. He pet Butch with a smile. What's up? Wanna go out?
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch barked twice in response and wagged his tail. He leapt off of the bed and held his leash in his mouth. He let out a few soft whines.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max nodded to the big Dalmatian, getting up, completely nude. He simply felt more comfy sleeping like that. He went to his drawers to pick out some jeans and a t-shirt, clothing himself in front of the dog.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch held in a whine as he watched Max get dressed. 'Why does Master insist on wearing those things? He looks so much better naked. And that penis...' Butch began drooling on the leash.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Is he speaking or thinking?
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Thinking.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Kk Max, only wearing his shirt and no shorts yet, bent over, looking for his glasses. Mildly annoyed, he talked to Butch, who had a full view of his nice, twinkish ass. Did you knock the glasses off the table...? He asked, sounding annoyed.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch's gaze remained fixed on Max's ass. His red cock started to come out of its sheath. He let out a whine in response to Max's question. He tore his gaze from the ass and sniffed around for the glasses.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max searched with him. Their apartment was so small, they couldn't have gone far, right? He decided to search under his bed, still bottomless, sticking his head and most of his torso under the bed with his rump held high out of the bed. I think I see em...Butch, can you help?
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch saw Max's cute little asshole and became overcome with lust. He walked over to his master and mounted him. His tip was just barely inside of Max.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

The dark-skinned boy blushed and eeped, trying to wiggle out of the awkward position. Uhhh, Butch? It's not playtime, you wanted to walk!
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch slowly pushed his tip into his Master's entrance, moaning softly as he did. 'Holy Lupa, he's so tight!' he thought.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max shouted out, his virgin ass getting stretched out quickly by the thickness of the Dalmation's dick. H-holy shit!! He shouted, completely baffled by all of this, his wiggling only helping the big dog end up deeper in him.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch moaned and continued to slide deeper into Max. He didn't want to pull out, but, being an obedient pet, he would if Max told him to. Soon, his entire length was in his Master's ass.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max let out a mix of a moan and a pained shout, panting under the bed as his own dick began to harden. Boy...Butch... he breathed out as he pushed naturally back into the dog, groaning.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch began to thrust into Max. His tongue started to hang from his mouth. He pawed at his Master's sides, trying to help him get out from under the bed.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

With a bit of Butch's help, he did start sliding out from under the bed, but it only made the thrusting more rough. Max let out small, girly moans as the dalmation mated with him, but didn't do much to stop it. His cock was fully hard at this point.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch panted heavily as he approached his climax. The Dalmatian pawed at Max's back, trying to tell him what was about to happen.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Of course, Max couldn't understand what the dog was trying to do. It was a mix of him not understanding and him actually enjoying the fast thrusts of the dog, his hips helping him along.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch barked loudly as his knot entered Max's ass. An audible pop could be heard before the large dog shot his seed into Max's rectum. 'If only we could have children together...'
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Max shouted out with a moan, the painful knotting only barely eclipsed by the pleasure of hot doggy seed entering him. He came at the same time, shooting his seed all over the floor, panting.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch panted heavily amd licked his Master's cheek. Once his knot deflated, he pulled out and backed away, fearing punishment. His tail hid between his legs.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

It took Max a minute or two to recover, but he wobbily stood after a while. He gulped, blushing as he sat and looked at his dog, Butch. T-that was mean... he said, spread-legged and still blushing and panting. Coulda warned me...but it was good.
Thread: Man's Best Friend (KnightCreep X Yiffseeker)

Butch slowly moved toward his master and lapped up the cum on the floor. His own asshole was on display now, and he was ready to have it filled.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

The difference between the two men was never the more obvious than when she visited him privately, as his home was in such stark contrast to her own. While the Baker home was decorated well with items of their respective trades and the warmth of a marriage, Cross home was a dedication to his lifes work of education and borderline obsession. There was something that was cozy about his home in its own respects, though, as the smell of old books was always a pleasant welcome upon entering. Vivian offered him a smile at his offer for tea, Tea would be lovely, Cross. She accepted, stepping into his home as the door was opened for her. From the look of the place she could tell he hadnt been about to do anything besides turn another page and continue in his rigorous studies, but his lie was easily forgiven. He was an unusual man but he was by no means a bad one. It was a shame that he was viewed as such a queer fellow, as he was quite handsome and would have made any woman a good husband, save for his lacking in physical skill. Youve been at it again, I see, She nodded her head towards his work station, which was littered with his research, both of books and his own parchments covered in his handwriting. His quill and inkpot were still out, possibly having been abandoned only moments before, You really should take a break now and again, you know. It doesnt do well for your mind to fixate on such things. Of course, they both knew what such things she was referring to, as she didnt often like to admit to the supernatural studies that the men did. She cleared a spot for herself at his table and organised what bit of his work that she could without putting things too out of order, a habit of care that she had picked up over the years of almost living with him. Though they didnt have a romantic relationship, she did care for the man a great deal and had to admit that there was quite a soft spot in her heart for him. It had done her husband good to make such a good friend and the two of them were nearly inseparable. I actually came for something more than tea, Cross, She said after a moment, playing with a bit of material at the edges of her long sleeve, her eyes on her lap, I was hoping that we could speak privately. I have some things to ask of you in confidence, if you would.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross welcomed Vivian into his home with a smile, and one that came more easily to him around her than most people. She was the wife of his best friend. His only friend really, and his respect for her was something that he took very seriously. His study was where he had her sit, the walls lined with a variety of books on a plethora of subjects, though most would be considered unusual if not downright heretic if the local clergy knew of their contents. That Vivian willingly went right along with his falsehood was part of the reason he admired her so. The lie was so easily caught, and in fact the tips of his fingers still bore the stains of ink. Yet she made no mention of it, nor tried to call him out on it. The small dwelling meant that he could hear her talk even as he put the cast-iron pot on the stove, the container half full of water. It would take a little time for it to heat, but this conversation she now mentioned sounded like it might take a bit of time. In confidence? he asked, the tone of surprise unable to be kept from his voice. Even from Alexander? Perhaps your question concerns him? he asked, his keen mind already ferreting out her purpose here with the few vague clues she had given. Showing up without her husband, wanting to talk in confidence... what else might she mean? By now he'd come back to the study, smiling softly at the now slightly more organized desk, and moving himself to take a seat close to the dying fire. It was late September and not truly cold, but evening was coming on and there was a chill in the air. Grabbing a poker he prodded at the logs, the embers throwing out a few sparks and he got up to throw another piece of wood on the fire. Turning back to Vivian he seemed in thought. I will answer whatever you ask to the very best of my ability. he informed her and retook his seat, his deep brown eyes on hers, and his expression open and curious.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

It was easier for her to think about what she had to say when he was in the other room, as she felt quite silly the moment that he came and sat back at the table with her. Truth be told, she had never put much stock into the things that her husband had come to believe in so firmly and there was an unspoken agreement that it wasnt to be discussed with her unless she was in present danger. But her heart was heavy with the memories of what had been going on in Roanoke, even more so when she had heard the news of their disappearance. The unfortunate part was that she hadnt shared that information with either Cross or Alexander and had been watching them all carefully to make sure they didnt find out from a stranger. Im sure I will appreciate your candor. She said, her eyes lifting from her sleeve as she offered him a nervous smile, You know how I feel about you and Alexanders research. I dont believe that the Lord would like for us to know more of the devils than the devils themselves. She shifted a bit, glancing at one of his books on demonology as if she were terrified that the devils were in the papers, I have to confess a piece of knowledge to you. Vivian let out a sigh because it was not like her to keep secrets from either of the gentlemen in her life, but it was a highly sensitive matter. Before we settled here, I heard a bit of news that has weighed heavily on me. I know that we left our last residence Rather abruptly She lifted her eyes from her sleeve to look him in the eyes, though she was nervous still, Not long after we left, the entire colony went missing Everyone. Without a trace. The words sounded more ominous when spoken by her own voice, her teeth biting into her lower lips. And since we have settled here, Alexander has been Troubled. Night terrors, visions. Ive prayed with him but I think I think perhaps the Lord is making him pay for fancying demons too long I dont know what to do, Cross. Her voice broke, the truest sign that she was holding back tears, because it did trouble her terribly. Vivian loved her husband more than she could ever express, and it bothered her to know she couldnt help him when he so desperately needed it.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross could tell that Vivian was upset and he did settle in to listen. She was one of the people that he actually cared about in this world, and if she was upset then he would do anything that he could to assuage her fears. So as she began to speak he paid rapt attention. It was the same sort of focused awareness he used when he was studying, and his eyes took in everything about her as she spoke. As she explained about Roanoke he gave a short nod. I heard. A vexing conundrum, and yet a relief that we did not find ourselves party to that mystery. he commented quietly. Yet Vivian continued and he knew he had been right in his guess as she spoke about Alexander. Absently Cross pulled a pipe from the top of the desk where it resided in its cradle, and popped the end into his mouth. He'd long ago given up the habit, though he still had those cravings, and instead simply sucked on the end and cupped the bowl of the pipe in his right hand as he thought. These night terrors you speak of... does Alexander ever speak during them? Does it seem as if he might be communicating with something? Or how about his visions? Does he ever speak of them? or try to interact with them? Cross asked, curious and also concerned. Of course he did not want anything to happen to his friend, and yet there was a soft pang of jealousy that perhaps Alexander had attracted the attention of some otherworldly entity while Cross himself was left bereft of such an honor. His dark brown eyes settled on Vivian, noticing the strong structure of her face and thinking, not for the first time, of just what a handsome woman she was. Pushing those thoughts from his mind, Cross tapped the bowl of the pipe with his index finger and waited to see what other insight she might be able to provide.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross didnt seem in the least bit perturbed by her announcement of her husbands ailments and she wasnt sure if she should feel relieved or more concerned about him. If anyone knew about the supernatural enough to stop what was vexing Alexander then it would be Cross. He was well versed in just about all forms of demonology and he certainly had saved them before with the premonitions of the Roanoke mystery. Vivian had her notions of what was happening but Alexander had assured her that their family was safe enough that they could make a life for themselves. He doesnt speak but he says that they tell him things Things that are not possible for a man to know. She said, her eyes falling from Cross face and looking at the table, a bit of blush coming to her lips as she struggled with what she had to say. The nature of these visions is usually quite Perverse. She said, fighting to get the words out because it was not proper of a lady to speak of such things, much less for a man to speak of them to a lady. Alexander hadnt told her about them, but she had read his dream log in which had become steadily more troubling. I found his dream journal, where he scribes all of his nightly adventures. They have always been very bland and typical. But as of a few weeks ago he started to dream of A woman. Vivian was fidgeting again, her eyes glancing up at Cross with apologetic and shy eyes, a first in their many years of being friends as Vivian was a rather outspoken woman, He has been dreaming of laying with another woman as he does me but he speaks of Unholy acts. By now her face had turned from a light pink to a darker color, but she was not shying away from telling him everything, In his dreams when he gets her with child, he dreams that she has carried a beast to the earth. He describes the babe as having the feet of a goat and the tongue of a serpent, with the eyes of a cat I know Alexander and these dreams are not him. She let out a shuddering breath, feeling a shiver run up her spine from even talking of the dreams of the damned, The worst of his dreams is that when I wake him from them, he is Not himself. Her eyes moved to the door before she slid a piece of her dress to the side to expose her upper arm and shoulder, where a dark purple bruise in the shadow of a hand lay. He did this two nights ago. I still have not told him what happened This is not him.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross was silent for a moment after she spoke, his mind trying to grasp all that she had said. His eyes had locked onto the wicked bruise and he nodded. You are right. That is not him. Something has taken hold of your husband it seems. Something dark. Without another word beyond that, Cross grabbed ink and quill and a piece of parchment. When you say that he dreams of a woman, has he described her in any way? What sort of things does she tell him and what sort of perverse acts do they perform? There was no way to hide the curiosity that Cross felt, but he was also very studious and as he was already making notes, he seemed quite intent on helping her. If you can tell me as much detail as possible, then I might be able to narrow down what sort of entity plagues your husband. My best friend. he said, adding the last part as assurance that he did wish to help her. And himself as well. What man would stand idly by while his best friend suffered at the hands of unknown forces? A number of hellish beings could be responsible for Alexander's strange dreams and actions, but the fact that they have manifested themselves enough to physically harm another, his wife, was a vexing and immediate problem. Most beings were grounded in temptation, urging their target to transgress against God, but this one had decided to take a particular interest in Vivian as well, not content to merely torture Alexander's mind. That meant that this being was particularly dangerous and very wicked. Cross raised his gaze to look at Vivian intensely, wondering how well she would be able to answer his questions. Hopefully she would be able to help since he doubted that Alexander would talk to him about such things. If he even remembered them at all. I will talk to your husband myself, but I'll need you to tell me as much as you know. Once I get that information and then talk to him one on one, I might be able to tell you if your husband is being toyed with or has qactually been subsumed by this being.
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Unfortunately, Cross wanted to know details that she was uncomfortable speaking of, her cheeks fully flush now as she forced herself to think of what she knew of his dreams, though they were not things that a woman of her type ought to speak of much less know about. He says that she whispers to him while he is in bed with me and draws him outside of our home. She takes him to a space in the old orchards and, She had to draw in a breath, finding that it was quite hot in his house suddenly, She services him sexually with her mouth. Even that small admission made her feel shame, because she knew how much of a taboo it was to speak of sex with anyone besides your pastor or your husband and Cross was neither, though he could be close enough and had enough knowledge to certainly get the name of Father. She couldnt meet his eyes as she continued on, feeling quite embarrassed as the images play in her mind like a force that cannot be stopped. He describes her as being very full in hips and having a bosom that would make a wet nurse jealous. When she Finishes him with her mouth, she commands him and makes him pleasure her with his hands and his mouth. He says that it seems like they are together forever but the moon doesnt move and the stars just sparkle their joy She shakes her head, feeling sick to her stomach because her husband dreamed of such awful deeds with another woman. His dreams had even seeped into their love life and made him a more forceful lover. When they finally lay with each other Biblically , he finishes inside of her and he says that he knows she is with child each time. Sometimes he says he sees her grow round with his child and birth a demon, but most often he says that she spreads her legs like a harlot to show him and tells him that She was choking on her words again, because the next part with a strike against a piece of her that was very sensitive, That his seed has finally found fertile ground. They had struggled with an inability to conceive a child and it had eaten at her because a part of her deep down knew that her womb would be forever barren. She would never experience the love of a child that was her own and she was struggling with the knowledge. Oh, Cross, She broke down finally, her face falling into her hands as she sobbed, I have lost my husband to the darkness, havent I?
Thread: Something Wicked [ Bear & Haruchai ]

Cross' already ink-stained fingertips held the quill masterfully and it drew over the parchment in a sort of shorthand only known by Cross himself and of his own devising. Each detail that was told to him had a place in what he wrote, and Cross' brow furrowed as he concentrated, pondering. He seemed almost startled as Vivian began to cry, sobbing softly into her hands. Setting down the quill he stood and crossed the single step to her, wrapping his arms about her and trying to lend what comfort he could. They had shared a hug or two in the past, but this seemed different somehow. It will be alright. I will do what I can. Cross assured her and rubbed her back gently before he slowly let go of her and moved toward the shelves of books against the wall. I will have to do a bit of research, but my first impression is that he is being preyed upon by a succubus. he told her, looking through the tomes and grabbing one, opening it as he came back to sit close to her. A succubus is a demonic entity that preys on men, tormenting them, tempting them, and slowly killing them as they feed on their souls. Here... Cross said, having found what he wanted and setting the book down where she could see. They will appear as beautiful women, tempting men with pleasures of the flesh, but this is their true visage. he informed her, tapping a picture in the tome. They could even look different from that, but rest assure, the face they present is misleading. They are evil, and will surely destroy your husband if she is not stopped. Cross said. He was not trying to scare Vivian, but he felt she deserved the truth. As I said, I will need to do some research, for each of Hell's minions has a weakness. The Fallen often fear the clergy, but I am no such man, and will have to rely on more secular means. Cross hoped that he'd instilled a little hope in her, and he reached out a hand to pat her arm gently. WE'll bring him back. Together. he said with a little smile.