I can't focus long enough to write which is WOEFUL as NaNoWriMo starts in, what? Two weeks? Yeah. AMAZING! Idon'thaveaplotyetanywayI'mdoomedtobeginwith. I NEED AN INTERVENTION.
Or, you know, tiny drabble prompts. I can write those. Anyone want one?
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Merlin clutches at the frame of his tiny bed, thighs trembling and spread so so wide as Gaius' 'Giant Phallic Pounding Stick' pressed into his ass. He had been joking, mostly, when he'd palmed the thing earlier that afternoon, demonstrating as best he could the situation they were facing. Of course the stupid thing would actually be magical.
Mostly it was his fault.
He choked on a moan, crushing it to a low whine in his throat as he pushed back, aching for it to feel it go deeper.
Needing it more than anything else. He would never be stretched wider.
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