Reheated leftover poll time! (Patreon)

Y'all looking forward to Fire and Ruin tomorrow?

I am, sounds like a goddam movie title. But ye anyway, y'all have fun with the leftovers here.

Corrupted by a Concubine I thought the vows of paladins were supposed to be made of sterner stuff, but look at you. You see one sultry fella in nothing but a loincloth and gold chains and you look like you're about to cry with need. You can if you want to, by the way.

I'm deadly serious. Come on, come closer. I promise we'll find a way around any annoying vows you have. Or... maybe I'll convinced you to just hang them up for a bit and retake them afterwards. I mean... someone as inexperienced as you... I can work my magic quickly and then you can scamper off to do the 'hero things' you were here for in the first place.

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Becoming the Werewolf Warlord's Fuck-Pet Oh don't mind me, my housecarl was just showing me the 'tools' you brought with you. A silver sword, a crossbow with, again, silver tipped bolts, and what's this... wolfsbane imbued poisons? I can't accuse you of being ill-equipped. Still, your preparations were fucking pathetic. My pack would've torn you limb from limb if not for my interruption.

I'd imagine that means you owe me. After all, you'd be cold, stone, dead without me. As is, you are scratched up, bruised, worse for wear, but alive. You'll make it up to me in due time, pet. I've been looking for a new rut-slave, and you'd make a fine candidate.

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Cocky Co-worker Turns Into Your Needy Slut You have had it with your co-worker’s constant mansplaining, but you cannot deny how hot he is. His attractiveness is probably the only reason you put up with his bullshit. Finally one day you snap though. You get a sense that he really just wants to be your office slut so you push him just a little and... oh how easily he caves into putty in your hands.

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Date Night Always Makes Me Want You It's sweet, you know?

No, I mean... you being this... intent on us getting in. We spend the night out; end up hanging around late and eating too much while we laugh, and then you wanna get in and snuggle. Me, I... well... I don't know if I have the willpower to get up the drive.

Because I want you; really bad. I need you, even. And... I think I'd be happy, more than satisfied, even, with just... spending the rest of the night here in the car, with you wrapped around me.

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Your Best Friend's Hot Brother Makes You Want to Make Terrible... AWFUL Decisions Fucking hell no this is bad idea. In fact, no, it's a bad idea, but that's okay, because you're not gonna touch it, you're not even gonna entertain it, it's okay to have an intrusive thought.

But if he caught you at her place on that sleepover you've got planned... well it's not like she'd be mad at you or anything. Not that it'd matter, you're your own person but... no... well...

Fuck it, what happens happens, and if it does happen for some reason, it's just... fate. Stupid, sexy fate and it's... broad chest and... soft... nice smelling hair.

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You Know That I'd Consider it a PRIVILEGE to Make You Cum? You're overworked, almost dangerously overworked. Someone in your position is bound to be a ball of stress nerves and bundled anxiety. I'm... determined to be a good secretary. Not in a pervy way, just in a... helpful way.

What I'm saying is that... sometimes, getting someone to delicately pump you inbetween meetings, get you worked up and then push you over the edge in a big sticky mess... it might make you forget that knot you get from sitting at your desk all day.

Remember, when I interviewed for this position, I said I considered it a privilege to have this opportunity. I meant that. And I meant it when I said I'd do anything to prove it.