Flowey Toys Novels & Stories

“I want you to get up and go to bed. Lie down on your back and open your thighs wide.” She did as he instructed. He admired the rounded curves of her ass as she moved away from him. Fuck, she made him ache with need. “Are you comfortable?” he asked. “Yes, Sir.” ZION moved to his display of toys. He had a selection of whips, canes, and paddles. He personally liked the cane—a long strip of leather with a small loop at the end. He loved the sound of it as he brought it down on her flesh. The other tool he liked to use was his hand.

He asked her which brought all out attention to her. Jasper was right, how didn't I even think of it before, it wasn't possible for Flora to be helping us with nothing attached. "That's right," Winter spoke up, "So by the end of all this, what's in for you?" Flora chuckled before giving us an answer, "I'd be able to bring back the dreads, they are my only family, I need the book to get them back, once we have Bernard, we can get the book." She smiled

The trunk opened with a soft pop, and out floated enchanted soft toys, handcrafted baby blankets from three different kingdoms, a spell-imbued lullaby globe that shimmered with starlight, and even a small enchanted mobile that sang calming melodies in both dragon and witch tongue. Elianna gasped softly. “Seraphina, you didn’t have to—” “Yes I did,” Seraphina interrupted. “They’re royalty. They need toys. And magic. And cuddly things.” Caelum, nestled in Elianna’s arms, let out a sudden hiccup and blinked up at the spinning dragon plush above him. Then he yawned... and promptly spit up on Elianna’s shoulder. Drakonios chuckled under his breath. “Prince of Flame indeed.”