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“Rig shook his head, sighed, and headed toward the kitchen. "Hank come fetch your wife. She's leaking all over one of my marines. They're not fucking wash-and-wear.”
― Tempering
― Tempering
“You want it, boy?" He pulled his prick out of his jeans.
"God, yes. That's why I'm here."
"Good." He left his jeans open, left his prick hard and pushing out. "Come on. Shower."
"Turn around." He wanted to see it. Griff went a deep red, but the man turned to show the weird, stylized whip branded into one ass cheek. Groaning, Brian reached out and touched it, traced it with his fingers. He'd done that. He'd marked his boy.
"You still clean?" Brian kept rubbing his prick back and forth across Griff's hole.
"I am. I couldn't... I couldn't get it up with anyone else."
"Good." He grabbed the shampoo and poured it over his fingers.
"Was not. You fucked me up"
"We fucked each other up." He was not in this alone.
He couldn't wait to be inside Griff again. His wild, desperate baby boy. His fingers traced the brand on Griff's ass. His. All fucking his. Marked permanently. And Griff had let him do it. The man knew it was true.”
― Breaking Cover
"God, yes. That's why I'm here."
"Good." He left his jeans open, left his prick hard and pushing out. "Come on. Shower."
"Turn around." He wanted to see it. Griff went a deep red, but the man turned to show the weird, stylized whip branded into one ass cheek. Groaning, Brian reached out and touched it, traced it with his fingers. He'd done that. He'd marked his boy.
"You still clean?" Brian kept rubbing his prick back and forth across Griff's hole.
"I am. I couldn't... I couldn't get it up with anyone else."
"Good." He grabbed the shampoo and poured it over his fingers.
"Was not. You fucked me up"
"We fucked each other up." He was not in this alone.
He couldn't wait to be inside Griff again. His wild, desperate baby boy. His fingers traced the brand on Griff's ass. His. All fucking his. Marked permanently. And Griff had let him do it. The man knew it was true.”
― Breaking Cover
“You need anything we're only an hour away, give or take, honey. You call. We'll help you hide the body.”
― Mannies Incorporated
― Mannies Incorporated
“Slayde came out of the kitchen, long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, T-shirt dusted with flour, coffee in hand. "If you wake the kids up before two, I'm going to beat you with a skillet.”
― Mannies Incorporated
― Mannies Incorporated
“Because they weren't invited for the fuck-Dal-raw portion of the conference."
"Oh." One eyebrow went up, lips quirking in a wicked, impish smile. "I didn't see that on the schedule. I should have looked harder.”
― Secrets, Skin and Leather
"Oh." One eyebrow went up, lips quirking in a wicked, impish smile. "I didn't see that on the schedule. I should have looked harder.”
― Secrets, Skin and Leather
“Get the fuck out of my face, Jim." He pushed Rock backwards, fury filling him. "Don't you dare lecture me, you sorry son of a bitch! I have lived out here in this goddamned place without decent iced tea for years. Lived where I couldn't fucking touch you when I wanted to, where I can't even pretend to be your fuckbuddy, much less your lover. Then I'm out with fucking girls so that I could do the one thing I've never once done with you and MARINES jump me because I'm queer!”
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“The crusts, or at least what he assumed was crusts, were already rolled out flat rounds.
"How many do we need?" Because he could eat one of these all on his own.
"One for Uncle Slayde and Jenny. One for me and Maggie. One for…Who do you share with?"
"I think I can probably eat the whole thing by myself." He patted his belly. "What do you think?"
Christian looked at him. "You could prob'ly eat a whole elephant.”
― Mannies Incorporated
"How many do we need?" Because he could eat one of these all on his own.
"One for Uncle Slayde and Jenny. One for me and Maggie. One for…Who do you share with?"
"I think I can probably eat the whole thing by myself." He patted his belly. "What do you think?"
Christian looked at him. "You could prob'ly eat a whole elephant.”
― Mannies Incorporated
“You look extra beautiful tonight, Ker.”
“It’s the collar.”
“Maybe. I think it’s the happiness. You wear it well.”
“It’s the same thing.”
― Trust
“It’s the collar.”
“Maybe. I think it’s the happiness. You wear it well.”
“It’s the same thing.”
― Trust
“Hey. Hey, stop that, now. Uncle Drake is a nice man." He held Maggie, patting her while Jenny and Christian looked at their sister like she was crazy.
Drake looked like he was facing down the worst thug imaginable.
"We're a little sensitive."
"About cookies or cops?"
"Cookies. Spiders. Dogs. Cats. Birds. Balloons. Semi trucks. Caterpillars…”
― Mannies Incorporated
Drake looked like he was facing down the worst thug imaginable.
"We're a little sensitive."
"About cookies or cops?"
"Cookies. Spiders. Dogs. Cats. Birds. Balloons. Semi trucks. Caterpillars…”
― Mannies Incorporated
“Rig looked over at Dick for a long minute and then shook his head and sighed, pushing the cake away. "I can't do this. Dick was right. I'm tearing us all apart and I hoped that... I wanted you two to be happy enough together that I wouldn't. All I could think in that ambulance was that I was losing you and it happened anyway. I'm sorry."
"No!" Dick shook his head and took Rigger's hand. "You only lose us if you keep pushing us away."
Rock didn't know what to say, he just knew he was more scared now than he had been when Julie had first called that night so many months ago now. He took Rigger's other hand and squeezed. "I'm a stubborn son of a bitch, Rig. I'm not going anywhere."
"I don't know if I can stay, Blue." Grey eyes landed on him, filled with tears. "I'm lost and can't seem to figure my way home." Rig's hand was trembling, holding him tight.
Rock thought it probably would have hurt less if Rigger had picked up the knife and stabbed him with it.
He slid from his chair and pulled Rig's so he could kneel between his lover's legs. His hands found their way into Rigger's shorn hair. "I will do anything, Rabbit. Anything. But I can't let you go. P-please don't ask me to let you go." His voice broke and he laid his head down against Rigger's belly, arms wrapping around the too-thin waist.”
― Tempering
"No!" Dick shook his head and took Rigger's hand. "You only lose us if you keep pushing us away."
Rock didn't know what to say, he just knew he was more scared now than he had been when Julie had first called that night so many months ago now. He took Rigger's other hand and squeezed. "I'm a stubborn son of a bitch, Rig. I'm not going anywhere."
"I don't know if I can stay, Blue." Grey eyes landed on him, filled with tears. "I'm lost and can't seem to figure my way home." Rig's hand was trembling, holding him tight.
Rock thought it probably would have hurt less if Rigger had picked up the knife and stabbed him with it.
He slid from his chair and pulled Rig's so he could kneel between his lover's legs. His hands found their way into Rigger's shorn hair. "I will do anything, Rabbit. Anything. But I can't let you go. P-please don't ask me to let you go." His voice broke and he laid his head down against Rigger's belly, arms wrapping around the too-thin waist.”
― Tempering
“So, what's the plan for today?" If he asked for the whole day's plan he couldn't get in Slayde's way, right?
"It's Wednesday. Wednesday is library day and I promised we could eat lunch at the park. Then someone told me they wanted macaroni and cheese for supper."
He looked at the kids. "It wasn't me." He gave Christian a wink.
"No. Me," answered Christian. "With hot dogs in it."
Oh, gag.
"Isn't that nice." Maybe Slayde would let him order them something for the grown-ups.
Christian nodded, grinned. "Macamaronis and hot dogs! Yay!"
The girls cheered. "Yay!”
― Mannies Incorporated
"It's Wednesday. Wednesday is library day and I promised we could eat lunch at the park. Then someone told me they wanted macaroni and cheese for supper."
He looked at the kids. "It wasn't me." He gave Christian a wink.
"No. Me," answered Christian. "With hot dogs in it."
Oh, gag.
"Isn't that nice." Maybe Slayde would let him order them something for the grown-ups.
Christian nodded, grinned. "Macamaronis and hot dogs! Yay!"
The girls cheered. "Yay!”
― Mannies Incorporated
“Oh, for fuck's sake, quit being pussies." Montana leaned against the doorframe, Coke in hand.
"You hit me. I left. Billy got shot. You have this weird...brain thing." Those dark eyes met Jack's. "I don't know what's wrong with you, except that you got that ADD thing, and hey, that's not criminal. You are Billy's friends. I'm Billy's, period. I'm not leaving. You're not leaving. You hit me again, and I'll hit you back. Hard. Now, can we all stop being weird-assed people and eat some fucking potato chips from a bag?”
― Owned
"You hit me. I left. Billy got shot. You have this weird...brain thing." Those dark eyes met Jack's. "I don't know what's wrong with you, except that you got that ADD thing, and hey, that's not criminal. You are Billy's friends. I'm Billy's, period. I'm not leaving. You're not leaving. You hit me again, and I'll hit you back. Hard. Now, can we all stop being weird-assed people and eat some fucking potato chips from a bag?”
― Owned
“Dillon kept his face impassive, his heart just racing. He had him. He knew where Dal was, and he was going to go there and fuck the man sober. And when Dal couldn't walk straight, then they were going to talk.”
― Secrets, Skin and Leather
― Secrets, Skin and Leather
“If you wake the kids up before two, I'm going to beat you with a skillet.”
― Mannies Incorporated
― Mannies Incorporated
“This is about more." He arched, tilting a little.
Billy set the weight swinging again. "Tell me what it's about."
"Uh... It's... I... It's about everything. It's like you're inside me, like my bones.”
― Owned
Billy set the weight swinging again. "Tell me what it's about."
"Uh... It's... I... It's about everything. It's like you're inside me, like my bones.”
― Owned
“Bereft of music, I am dead for life is just a song.”
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“How are you enjoying the holidays so far?”
“I never thought Christmas could be like this.”
“You mean kinky?”
“I mean honest and happy.”
― Screwdrivers: A Hammer Short Collection
“I never thought Christmas could be like this.”
“You mean kinky?”
“I mean honest and happy.”
― Screwdrivers: A Hammer Short Collection
“Drake was going to scream. "That's my sister," he growled. He did not need to hear about her getting it on with anyone.
"Uh-huh. I was in the delivery room for the last baby. I've seen her hoo-ha. Protection.”
― Mannies Incorporated
"Uh-huh. I was in the delivery room for the last baby. I've seen her hoo-ha. Protection.”
― Mannies Incorporated
“you’re here whacking your weed,”
― The Thrill of the Hunt
― The Thrill of the Hunt
“Borderlands, Call of Duty, Far Cry... You got any of those, Charlie?”
― And Manny Makes Seven
― And Manny Makes Seven
“I am not cake," Drake growled and pointed to the actual cake on the table. "That is cake. And I am not puffy, I'm studly. So there.”
― Mannies Incorporated
― Mannies Incorporated
“But you have two perfectly good Doms at your beck and call. You don’t need to take taxis and deal with doctors on your own.”
― Totally Covered
― Totally Covered
“Maybe he’d talk privately to Blaine later on, see what he could do to keep from being influenced by anything malevolent. Sage and salt in his underwear, maybe, although that would chafe. A little chafing was probably worth not having a spirit using him, though.”
― The Librarian's Ghost
― The Librarian's Ghost
“Drake was going to scream. "That's my sister," he growled. He did not need to hear about her getting it on with anyone. "Uh-huh. I was in the delivery room for the last baby. I've seen her hoo-ha. Protection.”
― Mannies Incorporated
― Mannies Incorporated
