Waking up was the worst idea he had yet.Spitfire groaned as his eyes cracked open. His entire body was stiff and sore. He was cold in some places and hot in others. Breathing was like running sandpaper over his throat. The only thing in the entire universe that didn't suck right now was the comforting presence of his tom. Guru was sitting next to where Spitfire lay and the no-fur could hear his soft, deep voice. He couldn't understand a word the tom was saying, but the vibrations of him speaking was comforting nonetheless.After what felt like ages, Spitfire groaned again and attempted to speak."My everything hurts.""I'll bet it does. So what I'm about to ask may not be the best timing." Guru was kissing, almost grooming Spitfire's red-honey hair. "We need to work some magick. I can be gentle."Spitfire stretched and made a whining noise as his muscles all protested the movement. "No. I can't."He curled in on himself, half-heartedly push

Doll was feeling better than he had in a while. The toms who took care of the small Gods gave him and some of his fellow no-furs a great feast this morning. Then it was a few hours of reeducation, which the no-fur didn't mind so much anymore. He was getting the hang of the tricky affirmations they had to learn about how generous their gift to the toms was and how it was all they lived for.But how could he not be pleased? He'd gone right to the front of the line. While he would have gladly served the toms coming to enjoy the garden party, he was whisked away after being told he was going to give his essence to one of the great rituals that helped heal the toms and their world. What an amazing opportunity to serve!As he made his way down the steps to the Room of Awakening, Doll noticed the robe the toms had given him was so soft that it felt like fur against his skin. There was something oddly comforting about that. Maybe he was remembering what it felt like to sleep a

Wound arrived first and was beginning to become concerned that something had gone wrong. He was glad he thought to bring a pocket watch as the hand sailed past a second minute. Jinx wasn't in danger yet but if he didn't show in the next minute or so the healer might have to get proactive.Trips in and out of the Underworld were complicated even for the most seasoned of auric power users. Jinx had the power of an Underworld-enhanced Orangelo Chariot tarot card and now Wound worried it was not enough for two. As it was, Wound's Topside glamour felt like it was taking more power than it should after he had to boost the journey with some of his demon aura.He looked around. If Jinx ever got here, he'd be amazed by how well he'd pinpointed their location. Wound certainly was impressed with himself. He had been deposited just a little bit of a walk away from the Curtains. He took a minute to appreciate their majesty without wondering what sort of expectation the waterfall ha

The room where Agent had left King in his cage had been dark and quiet for a very long time. But when the no-fur returned, he changed all of that.Agent was snarling before he ever threw the door open, bringing in the bright lights of the hallway. He was swearing as he turned on every light in the room, continuing well past when they were blinding. Finally, once he'd made two full circuits of the room, ending when he slammed the door shut again, Agent turned to look at King."Things not going as planned?" King was cautious, keeping his tone even though it still had a slight mocking quality because the Black Devil was pretty pissed off. Whatever the little bastard had dosed him with had worn off quite a while ago. And the water bottle wasn't magically self-replenishing either. The big Black-fur was thirsty, cold, and so over the only two positions he could find any kind of way to bend his body into. "Something a no longer captive God of the Underworld could help you with?""I have a se

"Let me tend to your wound. Then we'll figure out how you can best serve me."Hades didn't want to be offended by the mention of his flaccid cock, but being naked with a no-fur who was fixated on being fucked was inevitably going to lead to a discussion about his dick. And as beautiful as his Doll was, as thrilled as he was to be reunited with him, Hades was surprised to find that he wasn't interested in taking a no-fur who wasn't into him.Loving Doll had changed him. There had been a time when he was like every other tom. No-furs were gifts to them, meant to be used for either breeding or casting. Hades had taken his pleasure mostly with other toms, only using the rental no-furs that were readily available in the city when he had complicated magick to work. Taking them, sometimes breaking them, was the only way to get the precious, pure magick out of their small, hairless bodies.At least, that was what he had thought to be true. But a few short weeks with his