Threat Level Fuchsia. Fuchsia!

Are you on medication?

This situation was a heart attack waiting to happen. He just knew it. The stress of the job, now this. Yep, he was going to keel over. He could see the writing on his tombstone...

What are you two gay boys doing in there?”Aaand done.–Dex

Cael, come on. Stop licking the dude. That’s gross.”Letty let out a snort. “Please, like you don’t lick dudes.””That’s different,” Dex explained with a grimace. “None of those dudes were Ash. Besides, last time I...

He could do with some lunch. Especially since that bastard Sloane gave his Cheesy Doodles away. What kind of guy does that? A bastard, that’s who. Did he not respect the male code of honor—thou...

Your pupils are dilated. Does that mean you want to fuck me or eat me? Because I might have a problem with one of those.-Dex to Sloane