Hector's latest activity
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Hector replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing."Nothing at all," he played along with the game while his feet cut the floor with heel toe steps and hips swayed merry while hops sprang... -
Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].And there it is. The shudder. The shake. The wonderful trembling quake. Moving through her in pulses that course up through his arm and...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.Rimebol buffed his claws with a leather honing strop. Half leaned against a low table as he was. "And the mention of one, Akkelon," the...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Choose to be Chosen.“Remindin’ thee of t’ pynots around Lehtoja, syr?” "Didn't think such birds took wing to these winds this time of year," he confessed...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Choose to be Chosen.Esota scowls from atop the rouncey she rides. The beast, by the name of Suretride, a boring, overly straightforward name if you asked...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."W-what?" A laugh. "Don't make me say it again," teeth bared and white. Cheeks aching from all the smiling as he peers at her through...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Buried Roots [KoA].A deep cool breath. So swirled with all the weight of things. Bitterness. Sharp and acrid down to his gut. The buoy of his warm uncle's...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].It all comes squeezed tight. Strong. Wanting and welcoming. She draws him in. More and more with each ply of his finger, then fingers...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."Ah...w-w—! Ah... Ah want et," "You want it?" Braise slipped down in bunches. Skin bared against the whispering grass about them...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.A long daggerous claw gleamed with the fire light there behind Kilhara. Eyes so dilated they looked to be a pair of eclipsed moons, wide...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing."Can call me Jim if it suits you, Ma'am," he went on, heel toe, heel toeing with the fiddle's wail. Never one to shy away from a dance...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].Thumb's pad works over the hard length of her collar bone. Calloused fingers round and grab up the heft of muscle there at the base of...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].Skin to skin and bone to bone, cools and tingles there beneath the run and press of their body's weight through cloth. The give and...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing."Oh, come now, Syr Alaric, I've already stated my apologies for being a tad tardy to the briefing," Hector assured, motioning to the...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."What of missen?" he echoes. Heart already balmed by the press of her weight against his. The full drink of her stare, taking him in. He...
