Grayscale shorts
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“I thought these’d be fun,” from the bag, he pulled out a pair of purple leather handcuffs with gold detailing. They dangled innocently from his hand as he smirked down at Salem.
“We already have a pair, why would you get more?” He spoke slowly, cautiously, out of character uncertainty visible on his face.
“Well, yeah, but those are for me. These ones aren't,”
“What..?”
“You heard me. These ones aren't going on me,”
“Who are they…no absolutely not. I'm not wearing those,”
“Really? I thought these would be okay, they're padded on the inside and everything,”
“I am not going to be tied up,” Allum sighed.
“Fine,” he pushed himself off the bed, “I'm gonna make spaghetti. Want any?”
“Sure,”
Spoiler: he does get tied up
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- Part 1 of Grayscale shorts
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A large shadow fell over the corpse as footsteps echoed throughout the warehouse. The shadow belonged to a tall man. He wore dark clothes, the fabric clinging to his body in places where it was wet with blood. A manic grin was plastered across a pale face and green eyes shon with sadistic glee. He admired to body beneath him for a moment, overcome with ecstasy. Blood tasted like ichor on his tongue when he ran it over his lips, collecting the drying fluid from where it had splattered over him. A black gloved hand palmed at the tent in his jeans and he lowered himself to almost straddle the body. His knees pressed into the cold concrete and he reached over a picked up a bloody knife from where it had been set down beside the body.
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- Part 2 of Grayscale shorts
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- English
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- Part 3 of Grayscale shorts
- Language:
- English
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- 1,197
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Allum was pissed. As he walked through the flat his form shifted subconsciously, growing taller and broadening to accommodate for the height. He stepped into the living room, where the disgusting prick he called a boyfriend was sat.
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- Part 4 of Grayscale shorts
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Allum drank the last mouthful of his drink, mind feeling pleasantly foggy. He leant sideways onto the man beside him, who simply wrapped an arm around him and drank his own drink. He’d come over to Harry’s house a few hours ago to watch films and now the two of them were sat on Harry’s bed, drunk. At some point between the start and end of the first movie, he couldn’t quite remember when, they’d both removed their shirts. Probably because of the heat but Allum had already forgotten.
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- Part 5 of Grayscale shorts