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WARNING This thread contains: strong language, drug usage, strong violence, or strong sexual content starting with the #th post. Reader discretion is advised. |
Him and Tala had that one night, and Lucifer had loved it, but she wasn’t enough. The black male wanted more, she was like a fine china glass he wanted not to hurt her, he wanted to use her and abuse her but something about her the male knew it would not be smart to hurt her in that way, she needed to be cared for. The black furred male heart was the same shade as his fur coat was. Sad part was, he knew that he was a dark hearted male and he didn’t care. The male licked his lips as he took another drink from the bottle of rum. It was nice, burned a bit but tasted mighty fine. As the black male staggered into the pack lands, he looked up at the bottle with a half drunk eye shaking it seeing that again sadly it was empty. With a sigh the male shook the bottle again as he threw it against the tree, watching in shatter the male laughed, he started to rock as he feel over into the snow. ”Crap!” He looked up as the snow feel from the sky. The black male laughed as he laid there she wasn’t able to move, his foot was burning, it was not like he had cut his cut his foot, no he couldn’t smell the blood. The male smiled as he laid there, for only a short amount of time, before he rolled over to his side, he tried to stand up but the drunkard wasn’t able. He couldn’t help but to laugh at the whole matter. Here he was again laying on his back stuck in a pack drunk…again. That was the funny part, again.