Admin Bee
He / Him
30
April 12
Lumiose City, Kalos
Pansexual
Broadcast Journalist
Admin
i fell for your magic. i tasted your skin. and though this is tragic, at least i found the end.
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BARNABY FINCH
to be alone with you
POSTED ON Jul 23, 2023 23:42:27 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","barnaby-wrap"] [attr="class","barnaby-main"] [attr="class","barnaby-words"] Caleb Harcourt may have known what BARNABY FINCH — courier and spectral rider to the kingdoms of Galar — liked in the remnants of a faded time. But he did not know Admin Bee.[break][break] Here, in this reality, their nuanced affair was nothing but a distant memory, bleeding at the edges, like a dream swiftly and progressively forgotten once one wakes up. Barnaby knew, on some level, that they'd shared something, but whatever it had been... he simply did not care. Or rather, he wouldn't allow it to weaken his resolve.[break][break] Perhaps, however, whatever sentiment remained could be used to his advantage.[break][break] " Oh, but I do, Caleb." Every bit of pleasure that happened in this room was owed to him. After all, Caleb Harcourt was nothing more than a toy serving him on his knees.[break][break] Lifting a hand, Barnaby brushed his knuckles softly against Caleb's cheek as the man obediently took him in. It was a mollifying gesture, short and sweet, before the admin slid his hand to the back of his guest's head.[break][break] " Just as you deserve this." Growing tired of the half-assed effort, Barnaby gripped Caleb's hair yet again and abruptly slammed the ranger's face down against his hips.[break][break] Ignoring any resistance that was likely to come, he continued to roughly force his head down over and over again, relishing how warm and tight Caleb felt as he struggled against him.[break][break] Fuck, it felt good.[break][break] In situations like this, though, visual and auditory stimulation were just as satisfying as tactile input. Barnaby enjoyed the panicked look in Caleb's eyes, the way tears finally overflowed onto flushed cheeks, the metallic chiming of his arm restraints as he futilely tried to resist them, his gurgled cries begging for reprieve. It all served to help build to climax.[break][break] " Haa..." He held the other man against him for a few seconds longer before releasing his grip. While Caleb recovered — likely sputtering on the floor like an idiot — Barnaby readjusted himself and zipped up his pants.[break][break] " That'll do for now. Here, your reward." Again, the admin snapped his fingers. " His wrists."[break][break] The ALAKAZAM complied with its master's instruction, psychically unlocking the restraints holding Caleb's arms behind his back. [attr="class","barnaby-notes"] [attr="class","barnaby-pkmn"] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap] margin: 0 auto; width: 420px; background-color: #272727; box-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #333333,-2px 2px 0px #333333,2px -2px 0px #333333,-2px -2px 0px #333333; border: solid 1px #232323; border-radius:3px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap b] color: #796477; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap i] color: #cecece; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-wrap u] font: 800 12px Quattrocento Sans; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-decoration: none; color: #808080; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-main] padding: 25px; font: 13px Poppins; text-align: justify; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-pkmn] margin-top: -35px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 180px; display: flex; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-words] padding: 10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes] background: #2b2b2b; border: 1px #232323 solid; border-radius: 3px; padding: 15px 20px 15px 20px; margin: 10px 7px 0px 8px; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes h1] text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: 0px; letter-spacing: 2px; font: 600 14px Poppins; color: #796477; [/newclass] [newclass=.barnaby-notes a] font: 13px Quattrocento Sans!important; letter-spacing: .5px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #796477; [/newclass]
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