Romans & histoires Queer

“He’s eighteen. Let him live.” “He wants to bone Cesar.” She blurted out as she looked around the room for her clutch. “Puff pastry Cesar?” Nyx made wide eyes. “Bram’s gay?” Jubi made a face. “I thought he liked girls.” “He likes everything.” Nyx laughed. “Gay, straight, bi, androgynous. Bram’s type is anything with a hole.” “Hey,” Famke slapped at her, “gross. He’s just a kid.”

He then cups her chin tilting it in a fine angle for a kiss. When he was about to move a few inches to her lips she smacked his forehead. “I’m being serious. It’s impossible for Em to resist loving humans. I know that for a fact.” Now Thade is not in the mood for flirting and is basically pissed. “Stop acting like an overbearing mother, they are not your children. Em is not like you. He knows his ways around the rules that geezer puts up.” “Whatever you do, I’m just here to support you, Em. Don’t mind Fi, you know how she feels about those pests.” He taps Emett’s shoulder as he meets his eyes as if giving his son for marriage.

Eventually, Ethan got to that topic. "So, I remember you told me you were with a dude… You- uh, always been… a queer?" He asked. Tony didn't take offense to the term. That's what they were called where they grew up. The south wasn't as politically correct and that was fine with him. It was just a word anyway, he didn't seem to care. "Don't get me wrong, I love you all the same… I'm just bummed you never felt comfortable to tell me, even before… y'know.

I joined Thane where he sat and listened to the children ask questions. A boy scrunched his nose while sniffing around. His eyes met mine. "Is there a problem?" "You smell funny Luna" I blushed and looked at Thane and saw a smirk on his face. "You didn't tell me I smelled funny" "It's your arousal" my face flushes in embarrassment. The children could smell my arousal? Kyros had an uncomfortable look on his face. "Deo. That's no way to talk to the Luna" Kyros reprimanded.

CHIKE "Guy you got to stop this rubbish. This is alcohol not water. Besides, that lesbian isn't worth you hurting this way." Obinna tells me, referring to Nelly as the lesbian. "Just stop. Don't talk about her in that way" I warn Obinna angrily, surprised that I could still defend her even after everything that had happened between us. "Guy! You are not still standing up for this babe, are you? Come on, you can't have loved her so much in such a short time."

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

Quinn made a mental note to talk to CDR about that. “Do you ever go to the Daddy clubs?” Cade gave a quick shake of his head. “Eric said it wouldn’t be good for my reputation. My contract has a morality clause. I’m ‘allowed’ to be gay within reason.” Interesting. Quinn added that to the list of things to discuss. “Let’s go,” he said. Jace waited outside with Cade’s Harley. He rode a high-end Kawasaki.

Liam looks at me, then turns to her “ Can you excuse me for a moment?” She nods and shuffles towards what I assume would be her car. "You should have known what exactly?" He asks. "That this whole thing was-" I pause, the word tasted ugly and bitter in my mouth. "You were queerbaiting. Whatever happened between us, that was just-" "Chris.” Liam says it to the boy, calm, like I hadn't just said what I said. He crouches slightly. "Can you go stand with Dr. Anne for a second?"

"Hard to be homophobic when my Alpha is gay, don't you think?" "Hey now," Zade interrupted, "I'm not technically gay. I'm Lyn-sexual. There's a difference." "Right," Rivers said with obvious skepticism. "I'm sure that distinction matters to the pack traditionalists." Zade's expression shifted from amusement to mock horror as he seemed to realize the implications of what was happening. "Oh hell no," he said, pointing at me accusingly. "There is absolutely no way I'm letting you date my second-in-command." "Why not?" I asked, genuinely confused by his objection.