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He saw what he had expected: fear mostly and pain of course, the raw emotions of any wounded animal. But there was something there that surprised him. It wasn't courage exactly, somehow that was the wrong word for it. Discipline. Some kind of tenacious inner strength that was unusual in someone so young. This was a girl who exerted an enormous amount of control over herself. All of it working overtime not to panic.
And yet, at the same time, she looked so impossibly fragile. Her wide blue eyes were so open, the fear so close to the surface it seemed like he could touch it if he were a bit closer. There were no walls up at all, no hint that she knew she should try not to look so much like prey. And the grip she had on herself, cost her dearly. Something inside of her seemed to be burning far too hot. Flames licking the feet of some virgin martyr.
His cock stiffened in his trousers.
“You heard my name.”
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16 Jan 2026
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Chris didn’t do the summer reading.
Why would he? FAE 200 was barely a gen ed in his course schedule, which meant easy tests and even easier homework. He planned on sitting in the back of the huge lecture hall, blending in with the hundreds of other students, and getting an easy A.
The professor looked like a pushover too--tall, even for an elf, and thin. His robes were stuffy and academic, covering him from his neck down to his ankles, and he glided along with an in-human grace, barely even bobbing with each step. His long, pointed ears extended over the top of his head, his straight silver hair falling on either side, and they twitched in irritation as he settled in front of the desk at the front of the lecture hall and turned to observe the clamoring crowd of students.
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Chris Marshall didn't mean to come to such a diverse university and isn't used to being the only human in a class full of fantasy races. His learning curve becomes much steeper than he anticipated when his first Elven teacher curses a fleshlight to connect to his ass without his knowledge, sharing it with the rest of the faculty and teaching him the hard way how important it is to be open minded.
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14 Jun 2025
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For the prompt: John casually slipping his hand up Dean's dress and fingering her under the table at dinner. Except it's not subtle, Mary definitely notices, and John knows she knows, but no matter how much she hates it there's nothing she can do to stop it.
(Unrealistically) enthusiastically consensual girl!Dean/John at the dining room table while Mary stews.
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29 Jan 2022
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Burt Hummel is a hobby breeder of anal-pleasure worms and his son is the perfect host.
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21 Aug 2021