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Varkhesh joined Kin's kiss. A soft-pawed hand traced along the man's jawline, still slick with the liquor he wiped from Varkhesh's lips. Slowly, the Kharloach allowed his hands to trace down. Sending pinpricks of sensitive signals own Varkhesh's body. Down ...

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"Nothing of a life of worth can return to what it once was." The words rolled off of Kin's tongue, revealing just a hint of an Outer Sphere accent, "Change is the nature of all things. When the Nayadim provided the answer to the linear shape, there were a ...

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It was only then that Kin truly drank in the sight of Varkhesh. The man cut a very appealing figure. The undersuit made it hard for the eyes to rest on anything that wasn't pleasing, after all. Kin folded a leg over his lap as he considered the far larger ...

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Kin's head slowly turned. His oversized lop-ears were adorned and styled. There was a distinct lack of scarring on his body, though his emerald gaze remained rather confident, even in the face of the massive Hyena-strain Kharguin. His brown fur was dyed a ...

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The fringes of chartered space rightfully inspire ambient paranoia. Where the Emergency Coalition's influence thinned, so did guarantees of safety. Far from the life-affirming communication networks of structured spheres of influence reigned superstition ...