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Rae frowns, deeply. "It would've probably caused more problems, but I would've given those bloody people throwing you out without doing anything a fucking thrashing." But he supposes that prejudice is all over Faerûn. Fucking hells, his own hatred for drow used to be... bad, to put it mildly.
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3.7K words after proofreading. It's a blessing and a curse to be a serial yapper.
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"You're a terrible, terrible tease, do you know that?" And then he claims Darius' impetuous mouth with his, muffling the sound of a soft hum against him. All the while he's torn between rutting forward into Darius' crotch, or backwards into his unrelenting hands.
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"Oh, I want to keep going," Rae purrs, his hand dramatically dropping the book to the ground with a unceremonious thud. "But not with this shit. Hells, burn it for all I care." He wraps his arms around Darius' neck and leans closer, close enough for his breath to ghost across Darius' painted lips.
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Oh, that sounds more and more intriguing to Rae, though the decision is quite the difficult one. Luxury has always spoken to him, but so have wraps and bindings. Then Rae chuckles, tilting his head a little. "Would you mind indulging me with both?
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position he knows well by now. He snatches that stupid book out of Darius' hands and starts reading aloud, subtly moving his hips as he does. After a particularly lewd passage, he looks at Darius with a sly smirk. "My apologies," he says, that sensual lilt in his voice, "the book was just too good."
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A low grumble comes from Rae. He hates when Darius challenges him; he can never resist, and that squeeze only makes matters worse for him. Which is why Rae decides to make matters worse for Darius. With a sly smirk and a bit of strength he pushes himself up, smoothly sliding into Darius' lap, a
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"Good looking, eh?" Rae directs a lopsided smirk at Thyrin before his expression turns more serious. "But no, I don't judge. Bhaalspawn are people too. Three of my closest associates are your brethren, in a way. Wasn't exactly your or their choice to have Bhaal as your sire."
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snorts at one passage. However, Darius grabbing his leg makes Rae realize something. "You know—I have no idea who reads this infernal garbage to get off," he scoffs, "but your voice saying those filthy words—can't say I'm unaffected." He looks at Darius, his lips in particular. Oh, how embarrassing.
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"Could remember it for later, you know. Bet there's plenty I could do to you with three arms," Rae chuckles. When Darius starts reading aloud, he puts his head on his strong shoulder, concentrating on the other's voice. His expression twists into disbelief with every further word, and he outright
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I was so happy that my Day 3 Kinktober only had 2K words when I was seemingly almost done, and now it has… 3.2K. I don't wanna proofread anymore…
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"Eh, I get that," Rae says, shrugging. "I… wasn't raised, more like trained, so my social skills left things to be desired until I was in my thirties as well." He notices Thyrin's deep blush then—it's hard not to. "Are you all right there? You seem… flustered, to put it mildly."
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Yeah, and I suppose it doesn't help that Europe has reached the flu time of the year.

Wahaha, Darius and Astarion inflicting a different type of temperature play on you with their bodies.
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I have a bucket, that's about it 🤣
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it might backfire horribly on us. I remember the runes being older than Eldritch times." It's clear that he takes Darius's words way too serious, continuing to contemplate.
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"Hmm," Rae hums when he sits down next to Darius, close enough for their bodies to touch. The urge to put his legs into his lap overcomes him, but Rae's sense of PDA—or lack of it—tells him not to. "I think I have a tome in my library for an experimental spell. Mage Arm. We could try that. Although
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Do you have a special interest, or an area of expertise that you love in a hobby-kind of way?
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The 1.111 was such a coincidence lmao I feel like not playing anymore to leave it like that 💀
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Rae pinches the bridge of his nose. "Don't call me adorable. Although," he looks at Avarice, unfortunately thrilled by his offer, "I would be very interested in letting you dress me." A small, lopsided smile curves to life. "What would you put me in? A sea of bandages?"
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Me too! I can always use more 🙂‍↕️
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Rae shrugs—of course he'll cheat. Then he scoffs at Darius' offerings. "I can get all of these from you anyway. Why don't you read me some of that filth when we get the chance? I’m sure it'll be wonderfully embarrassing for you, but maybe we can reenact some of it." His grin turns playful.
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Rae blinks, a bit stunted by the indecent question. Then he scratches his chin, thoughtful and smug at once. "Probably when two of my patron's incubuses invited me to have a bit of fun with them, and then her pet Beholder found a liking to me. Let's just say its tentacles felt… interesting."
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Aw, I hope you get better soon 😣 time for your boys to take care of you.
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"That sounds incredibly nice. And it's incredibly sad to lose such a bond," Rae says, voice quieter than usually. "I hope you guys can gain your lives and your bond back." He'd give each of them a pat on the back, but knows of Rolim's aversion to touch, and Vincent... well, he might have the same.
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Biting back a laugh at the title that is meant to deceive people, Rae points at his maroon eye. "I'm cheating. My eye has Devil's Insight," he says, the unusually wide grin on his face growing as he squats down to look at Darius. "Nice try. Maybe with the right bribe I'll keep your secret."