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Taran walked into the dank, dark dungeon. "Hey Flint...are you here?"
A shape appeared in the dark, and a familiar voiced called out. "Oh yes little Taran I am." Suddenly Taran was grabbed from behind by an all too familair set of arms. Flint stepped forward to reveal himself in the scant light that filtered in from the dungeon's entrance. "I'm not alone though."
"What is this!?" Taran struggle futilely against the Admiral's iron embrace. "You said there'd be chocolate!"
"There is little Taran." Flint unwrapped a chocolate he'd had stored in his pocket, popping it into his mouth he drew closer. He pressed his lips to Taran's, and pushed the chocolate into his mouth. Biting the boy's lip he pulled away. "Enjoy."
"Oh I will dear Flint." Came Yamamoto's humid voice, his lips inches from Taran's ear. "This will save your derry air for at least a month."
"Good, I'll leave you to it then...I've got witches to kill." Flint gave Taran one last peck on the cheek before moving past him to exit the cave. "Have fun little Taran, you'll be here awhile."
Flint exited the dungeon into the warm sunlight. He sighed as he paused for a moment. The sounds of slapping flesh echoed from the dungeon behind him. "Sorry kid, but I gotta look out for number one you know?" He turned up his cloak and headed back to town.
Fenros was waiting in the room they were sharing when Flint arrived back. "Did you get rid of the Admiral?" He asked from the bed.
"Yes, I managed." Flint was already undoing his belt buckle. "Taran will last at least a couple of hours, we'll need to be quick ok?"
Fenros' eyes gleamed with lust as he grinned lasciviously at his brother. "I think I can manage, you alway were a tight one after all."
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A shape appeared in the dark, and a familiar voiced called out. "Oh yes little Taran I am." Suddenly Taran was grabbed from behind by an all too familair set of arms. Flint stepped forward to reveal himself in the scant light that filtered in from the dungeon's entrance. "I'm not alone though."
"What is this!?" Taran struggle futilely against the Admiral's iron embrace. "You said there'd be chocolate!"
"There is little Taran." Flint unwrapped a chocolate he'd had stored in his pocket, popping it into his mouth he drew closer. He pressed his lips to Taran's, and pushed the chocolate into his mouth. Biting the boy's lip he pulled away. "Enjoy."
"Oh I will dear Flint." Came Yamamoto's humid voice, his lips inches from Taran's ear. "This will save your derry air for at least a month."
"Good, I'll leave you to it then...I've got witches to kill." Flint gave Taran one last peck on the cheek before moving past him to exit the cave. "Have fun little Taran, you'll be here awhile."
Flint exited the dungeon into the warm sunlight. He sighed as he paused for a moment. The sounds of slapping flesh echoed from the dungeon behind him. "Sorry kid, but I gotta look out for number one you know?" He turned up his cloak and headed back to town.
Fenros was waiting in the room they were sharing when Flint arrived back. "Did you get rid of the Admiral?" He asked from the bed.
"Yes, I managed." Flint was already undoing his belt buckle. "Taran will last at least a couple of hours, we'll need to be quick ok?"
Fenros' eyes gleamed with lust as he grinned lasciviously at his brother. "I think I can manage, you alway were a tight one after all."
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@SillyGoy C'mere little goy.