The Beautiful 天使 Coulby: Countering the Sausage Factor Spam 哈哈 (2)

He was striving for innocuous unsuccessfully at the moment what with constant drip, drip, drip, down the back of his 领, 衣领 like slow water torture from the 楼梯间 above.

Still, it was an excellent vantage point for 街, 街道 level. That is so long as he continued to crouch just below sight lines. He flexed fatigued thigh muscles cracking his spine for good measure and felt some semblance of relief in the movement.

Damp leather gloves adjusted his 领, 衣领 as he hissed feeling the pull of the impromptu patchwork quilt Merlin had done closing the wound on his forearm just hours before; would have...

Part 35: link


    “I never knew room-temperature chicken could taste so good,” Arthur says, taking another bite from a leg.
    “That’s the beauty of fried chicken. Even cold, it’s still good.”
    They are sitting close together on the sofa, a regal spread from KFC arrayed on the 表 in front of them. Gwen has her feet tucked up, her toes snuggled under Arthur’s thigh. She is wearing her 最喜爱的 t-shirt of his again.
    “You know, I have an entire drawer full of t-shirts 你 can choose from,”...

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    “Yes?” Gwen turns at the soft knock behind her.
    “Excuse me, my lady, the prince left these behind on the training field and he will be looking for them tomorrow,” Sir Leon says, stepping into the young prince’s room, holding a pair of small leather gloves.
    “Hi, Sir Leon,” Llacheu greets the tall knight from his bed.
    “Good evening, my lord,” Leon nods, handing the gloves to Gwen. He smiles at the young prince. “All ready for bed, then?”
    “No,...

Part 47: link


1997

    “Thomas, turn that shit down 或者 find somebody better to listen to!” Arthur yells up the stairs to his 14-year-old son.
    “Sorry!” Thomas’ voice comes floating down. “Blame Matt, he’s the one that likes them— ow!”
    “It’s not my CD, Uncle!” Matt’s voice interrupts, after obviously smacking Thomas.
    “Arthur…” Guinevere says with a sigh.
    “I’m sorry, I just cannot stomach the Smashing Pumpkins,” he says, turning his attention back...