The Storytelling of Del'an

Author's Note: Sorry for being a few days late – I was way too exhausted the other night to get up the energy to post this. Hope everyone enjoys this! (Apparently Blogger was having issues the other night) Warning: Explicit Sexual Situations ahead.

Warning: Explicit Sexual Situations ahead. Chapter 3 After Grant started the washer, he went to the kitchen, and started warming up Brent's share of the takeout he had bought before. Brent waited for Vince to come out of the bedroom, while sitting on a plush chair to the right of the bed-couch. He wanted to hear Vince's story for himself. He only had gotten snippets from Grant and it wasn't enough to convince him... yet. Vince came walking out of the bedroom, feeling rather timid. He wasn't used to wearing pajamas in front of virtual strangers, and preferred to sleep nude.

Chapter 11 Brent awoke gradually, not recognizing the place immediately. The first thing he registered was large furry arms were encircled around his chest. His mind was still fuzzy from sleepiness, and warm memories of the night washed over him. He faintly recalled sleeping with Grant, and his mind leaped into full awareness. Ordinarily he'd scramble out of bed realizing he'd done something horribly wrong, but this time -- he felt perfectly safe. There was a strange rightness about all of this. He never wanted to budge from this spot. He let Grant's heat seep into his body, warming his entire being. He felt the urge to piss. He mentally scowled in irritation. His bladder just had to pick this time to complain.

Warnings: Implicit Sex Incoming!  Chapter 10 Grant knelt over Brent, with his hands supporting his upper half on the bed, panting lightly, and covered with slightly sweat-sodden fur. They had been making out and exploring each other for what seemed an eternity, but in actuality only about a half hour passed.

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 10 Shawn was nuzzling Matt's neck - gently at first, then licking and biting softly. The taste of his lover's sweat was increasing his passion, making him grind against Matt with more insistence. Stilling his grinding movements with a little effort, he then trailed his lips up Matt's cheek to recapture his lips. He knew he could last at least three or four more times, due to his Were stamina. He wanted it to be more romantic this time. Matt shivered in pleasure, caressing Shawn's sides, and holding him closer. The smell and feel of the sexy beast on top of him was making him light-headed with euphoria. His hands crept further down to cup Shawn's rounded cheeks then squeezed. His tail felt a bit cramped under him. The candles continued to hover without their knowledge, along with all of books that were on the top level of a bookshelf.

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 7 Matt groaned as Shawn playfully nibbled on his earlobe, traveling down his neck. Matt knew exactly what Shawn wanted -- the forceful grinding at his butt was an obvious hint. He wanted it too, but his reservations were being slowly worn down. Matt's lust flooded through Shawn's nose, making him growl hungrily, and tugged at Matt's jeans impatiently. He pulled back with a grunt, and messed with Matt's zipper, and growled as it didn't cooperate. Matt scooted backwards, and undid them, then did his best to wriggle out of them. Shawn helped get them the rest of the way off, then got off the bed.