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Title: Pumpernickel
Part 9 – Enter Silas - https://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1329126.html
Author: charisstoma
Rating: R
Word count: 508

“Pumpernickel. In German, “pumpern” is “intestinal wind,” while “nickel” is a demon or sprite.” Fern looked up from the screen of her laptop where she was supposedly researching a recipe for a story.

Ezz sighed at the grin on Fern’s face and put down his computer tablet to slowly say, “yes?”

“Know anyone named Pumpernickel?”

“Be good.”

“Not the answer to my question.”

Another sigh. “Yes and he’s well aware of what his name means. He prefers to be called Nick.”Read more... )
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The Blue Door

Title: Enter Silas
Part 8 – Trust - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1311441.html
Author: charisstoma
Word Count: 1928

His cousin had been silent for too long.

Born on the same day, they’d grown up together, shared the same great- great grandmother whose grandchildren, twin girls, had married twin brothers. Needless to say the family was close.

He and Fern touched base with each other several days a week and she’d been unreachable for too long. Last time she’d contacted him, she’d mentioned needing to do another banishment of a demon. He shook his head. He might have to do an extraction from the Demon Plane if what he thought had happened had happened. With luck she wasn’t mated yet. An uneasy dread crept up his spine when he considered if he was too late. If she didn’t like how things turned out, the repercussions could rattle the discrete diplomatic arrangements the Demon Plane had in place.

He turned off the car and sat staring at the place Fern had rented. The lights were on. That might be a good sign or she was taken during the night and never got a chance to turn them off.

“Okay. Staying in the car isn’t going to get any answers,” Silas told himself. Read more... )

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Title: Trust – Part 8
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Author: charisstoma
Word count: 758

“So after due consideration, we recommend you take Demonology 601. Ezz has indicated that he will cover the tuition for you.”

The Liaison, the demon liaison, sat in the chair with his mate, the human Liaison whose name turned out to be Lovell, standing behind him. Xand was discretely seated behind the desk, she noticed and Lovell seemed to be hiding behind him. She could imagine what both of them were hiding, the room had a heated sexual scent to it.

“I’m not here to take classes, I’ve special status to do research,” she argued. “I’m a writer.”

“We’re aware of this. Also of the genre of the books you write and the research you are doing. Consider this, your taking this class will possibly mesh well with your writing, if not the book you are currently working on then the next. It will help you understand the relationship between demons and their mates.”

She barely restrained herself from snorting. “Demonology 601 is listed as Demonology Relationships. I looked up the class and read the class description but can’t find its location. I think Ezzy is trying to derail my current writing project’s theme.”

Xand seemed to grin, but all he did was nod his head, “that is of course possible. It is not un-understandable that he would like you focused on him as his mate and your future together. This is just a suggestion, a strong suggestion, that you talk with him about your concerns.”

She sighed and glanced at her new watch, Ezz had called it a chronometer, that was a gift from him. The dial color was turning pink.

“Ah, I see that you have an engagement,” there was a definite grin this time. Love and I are available to answer any of your questions if there’s any need. The Liaison’s Office’s website, and email address is listed on the card you were given. Even if Love and I are on the Demon Plane those contacts will reach us.”

“Wait. You’re telling me that the internet connects to the Demon Plane also?” She was astonished and an idea occurred to her.

“Yes?” Love was the one to answer her.

An evil grin spread across her lips. Oh the possibilities. “Okay. The Demonology class is on the Demon Plane, isn’t it.”

Xand nodded.

“Great,” she rose. Her, “Thank You,” was uttered as she hurriedly left.

“Think we did a good thing telling her that?”

Xand grinned up at him and pulled him down and there was the sound of cloth tearing, settling him and himself right where he wanted them. His Love would complain later and he’d explain once again that he’d heard how the Inuit had a useful idea in pants which allowed them to squat to defecate without removing their pants.
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“So,” she entered the courtyard to find Ezz seated waiting for her and reading something on his computer tablet. “I learned something just now. The Demon Plane has internet access.”

Ezz smiled and turned his tablet so she could see the screen. Whatever it was, looked official.

“Work?”

“Yes. What evil thought have you had that has you grinning at me?”

“Well, they suggested a class that they said you’d be willing to pay for me to take. Surprisingly I couldn’t locate where that class is supposed to be held. There’s no building like that on this campus. My what an innocent face you have right now.”

“It’s only held on Wednesdays and Fridays,” Ezz shrugged. “You could stay over with me on those days and maybe if you just happened to be interested, the weekends too. I could bring you back on Mondays before I go to work and pick you up late Tuesday afternoons. We could go out to eat and then to my place.”

“Ah, but I read the class description and there’s a section that’s available online. I might have to take the exams on campus but otherwise I could stay right here on this plane and take the class.”

A low growl of annoyance caused her to smile. “I want to try that kissing thing again. It was quite enjoyable,” and laughed when he moved her so swiftly onto his lap with her legs straddling his lap.

Sometime later, “Tease. You’re not wearing panties under your dress.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Should we stop?”

“You a virgin?”

“Of course.”

She grinned and smothered his pained growl with her lips knowing that he’d not try to enter ‘that’ portal and cause their first time together to be painful.

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Title: Chapter 7 - Conferring
Part 6 – Liaison - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1310597.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 952


“Drat!” She followed up with a hand cradling her forehead, “He called me his mate while he was poked up out of the summoning circle trap.”

The Liaison twisted his chair around with a smile. “Oh that does make things easier. If Ezz is willing to claim you as his mate then that’s one problem we don’t have to deal with. It won’t be a case of just seduce and release,” he coughed into his fist. “Sorry. That one was too good to not share,” he grinned. “Release. Get it. Don’t worry you will and love it, speaking from experience.”

Carefully she set the bottle of Starbucks Coffee Mocha down so as not to spill it on the book she was reading. The Liaison had warned her about taking extreme care with any of his books she decided to peruse while she waited for him to research her case. She didn’t want to think about what Associating with Demons and their Magic hyped up on coffee and chocolate might be capable of doing. Placing the book even more carefully on the chair she had just left, she set her hands more carefully still on the Liaison’s desk that didn’t have any computer equipment on it.

“Now look,” she calmly spoke through clenched teeth. “Regardless of his intentions, they aren’t my intentions. I don’t know him, anything about who he is other than his being a demon. Is he a good person that in 5 years, 20 years, 50 years, 150 years, I will still be able to say ‘this is my mate, it was the best day of my life when he claimed me’? Or, in 2 days will I be looking for sharp pointed objects to kill him with?”

The Liaison’s eyes had rounded slightly at the last part. “Maybe I should be more concerned for the welfare of the demon.” He made a hunt through one of the desk drawers and pulled out what looked like a dull black stone plaque. “Here, put your hand on this and hold it there ‘til it changes color.”

“What if it doesn’t change color and why am I doing this?”

“It will change color and you’ll just have to keep your hand on it until it does,” his smile had teeth in it. “It won’t release your hand until it does,” he shrugged Read more... )

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Title: Liaison – Part 6
Part 5 - Perilous Path – http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1306027.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1048


‘Oo-kay,’ she mentally drew out the word, they’d told them in her intro to Demonology class that the Demon Liaison Office was located in an open double entranced hall. She dithered outside the ornately decorated stone archway to that passage. The Demon Liaison Office door was so close she could practically touch the door. It was right there on the left, maybe 5 steps past the archway. There was a chip out of the stone entrance, about knee level and she wondered, guessed what could have made it. Something substantial to make that big of a chip, she didn’t want to know considering its proximity to the Liaison Office. All the wizard scenes from Harry Potter, were not real … were they?, flashed before her eyes and she did a quick compare and contrast. Nah, couldn’t be. The movie wasn’t real life… but then again most people didn’t think demons and other magical beings were either.

Taking out a handful of pebbles she tossed them one after another into the corridor tracing out her path. Before she got there the door opened and an annoyed man stuck his head out to frown at her.

“I do wish you would stop doing that. I understand why but the Liaison’s Office is protected so gather up your,” he regarded the small rocks, “protective pebbles and come in.” He glanced out the door behind her and his frown grew.

His growled, “You too,” to that someone had her practically jump up from her gathering to stand and turn toward the doorway. There was nothing there and she quickly turned to look at the man who had an amused grin on his face.

“Gotcha. Come on in and tell me about it.”

She barely kept her own growl sub-audible, well maybe not sub-audible because the man’s grin grew. Demons and their liaison, made of the same cloth.

“I heard that.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You thought it really loud then. Come on.Read more... )
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Title: Perilous Path - Part 5
Part 4 – Research - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1305043.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 304

‘Step into the water,’ the cheerful splashing fountains said or so it seemed as she walked by them.
‘Nope. Nope. Nope. Not going to,’ she sped up as she walked by the long line of vertically dancing water.

Slightly ahead of her, like 3 steps and she had already angled her path to go around the person, a student bent down to rescue some bug or penny or ‘something’. With a cry the student fell sideways into the grey, blue, and white roiling length of water to seemingly disappear. Just as quickly they reappeared gasping, bobbing to the surface and levered themselves out and a couple steps from the water feature’s edge.

“You okay?” she asked him,

“Wha..? Um yeah, I think so. I could swear the water just molested me. It um felt me up back and front.”

“Oh...” she paused, how to explain, “you should sit-in at one of the Demonology lectures.”

Wide eyed, “Wha…? No Way. I’m not into that fantasy stuff. Engineering student,” he said as if that explained everything.

She smiled, “that probably explains why the fountain burped you out then,” and she quickly continued on staying on the furthest portion of the walkway away from the water.

‘So water too is dangerous.’she thought and connecting some dots groaned. ‘No bathes? Showers?’ “Argh! What next, a gust of wind,” she paused mid step, the wind had picked up sending swirling eddies of leaves. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out one of the landscaping pebbles and tossed it at the largest mini-dust devil…leaf devil? The stone disappeared but from the midst of the leaves she heard a distinct, “OW,” and the wind dropped scattering leaves upon the ground.

With more speed she power walked towards the Campus Demon Liaison Office, totally avoiding the larger water feature along the way.


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Title: Research - Part 4
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Author: charisstoma
Word count: 438

After the incident in the foyer and then the wide glass door, she was feeling hunted. She’d made it outside safely thanks to the greater foot traffic on the lower level stairwell. If this continued it was going to seriously impact her ability to do the things she needed to do, like earn a living. As far as her creative writing class, she rolled her eyes.

Picking up a taco and a soda at a street vendor, she sat on a bench in the dappled shade of a tree to consider. She needed information, so:

1. research at the Library on protective measures against demon possession
2. visit the demon liaison office which had a daunting location with its dual portal.
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The Library wasn’t difficult. Lots of students entering or leaving at the same time that she was. The references were more difficult, she smiled, something to do with students doing research.
Finally she got a reference that was high on the list of books suggested for the upper level Demonology Classes, a student told her a title on that list and went with her to find it on the shelves. Together they found the pages pertinent to her needs, used the copier, something the sympathetic and helpful student suggested though she kind of figured out that the student wanted the book themselves. She was lucky that the book was a ‘Reference’ and therefore for in-Library use only.

Trying to exit out of the Library through the double sliding doors should have been easy; once more in a tandem with students some of whom met the criteria of demon-munchies, evidently her predicament was becoming known. In fact one of them had rudely shoved her back to step through and had promptly disappeared. To reappear almost as quickly. The student was practically coughed back out into the Library and a low growl had more than her rubbing the hair on their arms to settle goosebumps. Tit for tat, she grabbed the angry rejected student and firmly walked out with her arm in arm, a smile broad upon her face in contrast with the grumpy face of the student.

Undoubtedly there was some rule she was breaking, as she stooped to gather and pocket a handful of pebbles from the landscaping. But they were one of the most easily accessible protective items. Throw a few through a doorway/possible summoning circle and when the first hits the ground step threw whatever entrance you needed to get through safely and still be on this plane.

Now just make it across campus and into the Liaison Office. Should be easy as pie, right.
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Part 1 - Attention Deficit Distraction

Part 2 – It’s Magic

Part 3 - The Meeting

Part 4 - Research

Part 5 - Perilous Path 

Part 6 – Liaison

Part 7 – Conferring

Part 8 – Trust

Part 9 - Enter Silas

Part 10 - Pumpernickel





Persons -
Fern McKenny - main character
Ezz - demon
Silas McKenny - cousin of Fern
Pumpernickel -friend of Ezz (demon)
Hank - human transported thru a summoning circle
Sally - texts in Capslock but not that text
Georgie - Sally's assistant
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Title: The Meeting
Part 2 – It’s Magic - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1301932.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 453


The door was way too large. This was her first clue. Second was that it was not child or klutz friendly, anyone if they weren’t being aware could catch their hand or whatever in the shorter part of the door frame when it pivoted on its hinge. Why would any sane person want a door like that? No one human.

Ah.

To get to the room where her appointment was, she’d need to pass through this door.

Standing in front of the ‘open’ door, she murmured, “Not going to happen,” and did what a door does, especially what this one did, pivot around and walked away.

“Oh, come on,” followed her and a smile spread across her face. ‘Darn, foiled again,’ she said soto voci.

“I heard that.”

Pressing the button to call the elevator back to the floor she was on, she pulled out her phone. Scrolling through her messages, she tapped the text concerning her meeting. ‘Yep, that’s the room.’ Just to be sure she sent off a separate text to the individual who had sent it to here.

The phone pinged shortly, ‘SORRY. I HAVE NO MEMORY OF ARRANGING A MEETING WITH YOU TODAY.’

Dear Sally. He never could figure out how to get his phone texts out of caps-lock. Then again, she was no help because her texts were all lower case; she snorted. And THAT should have been a clue; though Sally might have had his assistant send the meeting message, Georgie did know how to text in both upper and lower case.
hat brought up an even more worrying idea. Ezz might have figured out how to hack into her phone’s text messaging.

Turning she called out, “Ezz, if you’re hacking my phone, Cut. It. Out.”

Only the hum of the elevator could be heard and its loud ping of arrival. As she was just about to step through the opening doors, another ping sounded, this time from her phone.

The text read as, “Who me?”

She decided to take the stairs right next to the elevator bank doors. There were more floor exits and entrances with opportunities for others, especially on the lower levels, to be using the staircase to leave the building. According to common knowledge, two humans could not be transported through a summoning circle if they didn’t know and voluntarily want to enter them with the full knowledge that it was a summoning circle.

The elevator behind her positively growled as she walked through the doorway into the stairwell. Only 12 floors. She was going to get her cardio in after all.

Sending a reply text to Ezz, ‘door size, overeager much?’

The ping came only a moment later, “Very eager.’

“Drat it!”
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Title: It's Magic
Part 1 - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1300329.html
Author:charisstoma
Word count: 659


She paused as she entered the office building; in front of the elevator bank someone had defined the circle of the campus name with a neat arrangement of yellow wet floor signs.

“Oh Lord he must be desperate.”

“Someone’s trying to summon a janitor,” was laughed by one of the group of students entering the foyer behind her.

With a roll of her eyes she turned, “How many of you have taken Demonology 101? Raise your hands.” She’d found if you acted with authority generally the students listened.

“Oh Pulleese.” The student stepped around one of the signs to enter the circle.

There was a hush as they all waited to see if there’d be any repercussions, the student inside the circle smirked. Just as it seemed as if nothing was going to happen the floor seemed to go translucent and the student gave a shout as he disappeared through the floor.

A disgruntled voice could be heard, “Drat it. Wrong sex and person.” Then more querulously, “Didn’t anyone teach you about summoning circles. Back you go.”

“Hank,” one of the girls cried as ‘Hank’s head and shoulders started to reappear through the floor.Read more... )

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Title: Dragon U. Part 4
Part 3 - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1297382.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 949


“Finally, just you and me.”

Damien looked up at his now official mate. “Not just you and me, is it?” He patted his so far flat belly.

“Sorry.”

“Horton Mace Drakekin, do not lie to me. You planned this. You knew what would probably happen.”

“Still sorry. My… um acquisitive instincts kicked in. It wasn’t fair, I know, but when you find a treasure, one the dragon spirits throw in your way, you grab and make sure they are bonded to you. Instincts don’t always play nice or think first.”

“I’m a treasure?”

“My treasure,” Horry purred nuzzling behind Damien’s ear.

“Ooooooh,” Damien shivered, then paused to say more sharply, “Stop that! I’m still upset and that makes me want to curl into your arms and snuggle.”

“Are you sorry to be my mate?” If anything would make Damien’s heart clench it was the uncertain regret in Horry’s voice.

‘Being mated to you, NO! Being pregnant so soon when we’ve not had hardly any time to get to know each other…” more quietly, “yes.”

“Sorry. My sweet love, my sweet demon, my very own.” Kisses punctuated each endearment.

“I love you too, you know, you acquisitive dragon.”

“Shhh, I love you and we’ll work things out. First, try some of this.”

“What is it?” Damien looked at the potted plant in Horry’s hand suspiciously.

“Well, the name is Huernia schneideriana but the common name is Red Dragon Flower. It’s a gift from my mother who swears it will ease the effects of pregnancy providing it’s a dragon bun in your oven.”

Damien’s eyebrow went up, “’Dragon bun’ in my oven?”

Horry grinned. “Well it could be a demonic bun but chances are, since I’m the father, that it’ll be a dragon.”Read more... )



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Title: Dragon U. part 3
Part 2 - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1296623.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 703



Kyle groaned snaking an arm out from under the bedding and reaching to pick up his cell phone from the table beside the bed then struggled to focus his eyes to read the screen.

“What?” came sleepily from behind him.

“More your brother, my brother news,” Kyle mumbled back. “Families all still here. Going 2 be a wedding.”

“Who taught your Mom about texting?”

“Ass.” a well placed jab of an elbow added some emphasis, though not much since Kyle was still partly asleep.

“Your ass,” was laughed and Elethiel’s cock still lodged inside was not asleep, prodding upwards to press into a spot that made Kyle groan and tighten down to hold Elethiel right there.

Much, much later when hunger drove them to think about rising, Elethiel laughed.

“What?”

“Either one of my kind relatives put a seeking spell on us as a wedding gift and sent us food which is currently hovering next to my side of the bed or hmm, nope that’s all I got.”

“Could be one of my relatives.”

“They know how to hover foods in midair?”

“Okay, no. Your side of the family.”Read more... )

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Title: Dragon U. part 2
Part 1 - http://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1295691.html

Author: charisstoma
Word count: 958

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I'm sure Elethiel misinterpreting that would have to get very claimy with his Kyle.
Kyle might let him, he seems good at Demon-management already ;)





A hand stroked down over his ass and only the fact that he could see Elethiel on the other side of the room told him that someone had mistaken him for someone other than the other groom. Elethiel’s face was grim, his eyes fiery. Their wedding was about to be one talked of in the family for years to come and not in a good way. ‘Don’t get involved with a demon; remember what happened when ...’

Turning Kyle smiled up into the eyes of his assailant and showed his teeth.

“I believe you have made a mistake. I’m one of the two who are celebrating their wedding at this event. Now if you want to continue to live for a long time free of the torture that is about to ensue, you will; abstain from putting your hand anywhere upon my person, smile and raise those same hands into the air with a shocked expression of ‘I’ve made a terrible mistake’, and apologize prettily.”

The demon did all of those things. “Sorry. So sorry. I arrived late. Didn’t know. Wouldn’t have otherwise. Been up 48 hours straight. Do you have a single relative who would like to meet a demon and take them to bed but won’t be insulted if I fall asleep after or even during fucking them?”

Kyle couldn’t help it, he broke out laughing.

“Problem, my love,” Elethiel purred with a hint of menace directed at the other demon.Read more... )

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Title: The Door Part 3
Part 2
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 511




“Busy day,” Victor expressed his opinion. “Great food, as usual little brother.”

Gavin finished wiping down the cooktop and blew out a breath. “I might need to take on more staff. A person needs some balance in his life and free time.”

“Free time,” Victor snorted. “With his legs open and around you. I don’t think you want to be free.”

Gavin gave a slow wide smile, “Oh, yeah.”

“When are you planning to make an honest mate of him?”

“Soon. I hope. Got to get him through the wedding planning.” He laughed, “Might have to run away to Scotland and Gretna Green.”

“Oooooooh,” Victor drew out in fake dismay. “That’ll go over well with the family.”

“There’s always the reception after to show him off.”

“You really believe that’ll fly. How are you going to keep your scaredy cat from bolting?”

“He does well with adapting to circumstances. Think it’s the build up of stress that would put him off the idea. He’d want everything to be just so and near kill himself trying to make it perfect. The tension would ruin it for him.”

“Could get the family to do the preparations. Just tell him you want to get married on a certain date, maybe mention Gretna,” Victor shrugged, “which wouldn’t be a lie since you could always do the honeymoon there after you officially bed him here. Then bring him to the finished product. The family would love to get involved.”

“I’ll talk it over with Toby. For now I just want to get home.”

“Can’t wait to get into your pussy?” Victor grinned watching his brother redden.

“Victor… “ Gavin stopped and took a deep breath, “will the family still want to help if they know that Toby’s family is feline were?”

Victor blinked, “Really?”

Gavin nodded.

“Okay. Well at least he’s were too. What kind of feline?”

“Don’t know yet.”

“He’s never changed around you?”

“I haven’t changed in front of him either.”

“O-kay. I know you love him and assume he loves you too, so that needs to change. It’s called trust.”
“Yeah. Kind of why I haven’t pushed the wedding plans. ‘Course he and I could go to Gretna and bond first.”

“Or you could do the conversation, don’t give me that look, first. You and he have already done the naked thing since you’ve had sex of some sort; being in your were form is just another version of that.”

“I’ll talk to him.”

“Either you do or I will change in front of him so he knows what to expect. Maybe I’ll take him to see the preschool while the cubs are in puppy form instead. Be good for him anyway since he might have one.”

“I’LL TALK TO HIM.”

“See you do. I like your Toby. I want the both of you to be happy.”

Victor was unprepared for Gavin to hiss at him. His “Oh, he has been teaching you things,” was met with the more usual growl. “Well, at least whatever kind of feline your Toby is, he hisses.”
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Title: The Door part 2
Part 1
Author: charisstoma
Word count:412

“Okay, it looks even better after dark. The flowers show up better.”

The lights inside went out and the exterior lights illuminated the entrance leaving the stained glass of the windows in a more classic beige and black patterned glass expanse in keeping with the warm cream of the coffered entrance arch.

“Oh Wow. Beautiful.”

Gavin laughed hugging Tobias from the side, “My little traditionalist.”

Tobias returned the hug, not difficult since he was standing with his arm around Gavin. “I think I love you,” he said with uncertainty at the words' reception.

“I know I love you,” was answered.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Really really?”

Gavin tightened his arm further. “Yes.”

“Oh, good.” Tobias smiled up at Gavin. “’Cause I’ve been worrying. A person doesn’t like to bring things like that up when they don’t know if it’s going to be reciprocated.”

“Silly. You’re easy to love.”

‘Just as easy to fall out of love,” there was the uncertainty again in Tobias’ voice.

“Nope. I have fallen fast but it’s not going to go away. It’s a family tradition. Once in love, always in love and there’s a feeling inside that tells you ‘this is your one’.”

“That sounds kinda werewolf or vampire fantasy story.” Tobias grinned, “You read fantasy stories,” he accused then frowned. “And I haven’t found any in your house. I looked.”

Gavin laughed, “Have you been bored enough to need fantasy stories?”

Tobias blushed, “I don’t think it possible to be bored around you. You’re kind of distracting.”

“It’s my talented tongue,” was answered with assurance.

“Shhhhh,” Tobias glanced around in case there was anyone around them to hear. “Um, that might have something to do with it.”

“Only might?”

“Hush you.”

“Marry me and be my bitch.”

That caused Tobias to blink. “Okay, that…. That was interesting. Yes to the first part and um bitch?”

“Werewolf for designated spouse.”

“You really are a were?!”

“Yes. Does it make a difference?”

“NO. No, no difference. Just um… I’m feline.”

“Then per your family tradition you’d be my queen,” was said with a shrug. Gavin smiled, “Explains why you smell so tantalizing and why you like to play with your food or should I say prey.”

“Shhhhhhh.” If Tobias could blush any hotter he didn’t know how.

Not to be deterred, “And how good your tongue feels.”

“Gavin!”

“Yes my little pussy.”

“Okay we need to take this home before ...” the rest was lost in the kiss.

“Yes, home.”
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Title: Dog and Cat Drinking Together
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 746


“You think they’ll be long?”

Fred turned his head from his water bowl to look in disbelief at Don. “Surely you know about humans, and even if they’re wizards they’re still humans. They don’t do a simple mating thing. They tend to take their time and after that they tend to fall asleep cuddling together. And often they do it all again sometimes waking the other to mate again and again.” He sighed. “This may be an all night thing since you’re over here too.”

Don’s eyes widened, “That’s why he brought my stuff over here.”

“Yep.”

“Where do I sleep then?”

“Couch, chair, spare bedroom;” Fred did a dog shrug, “but I warn you, if you decide to sleep there it’s my bed too.”

“I like to sleep between the sheets.”

“So do I but I’m in my human form.”

“Oh. You wear pajamas?”

“Nope.”

“Oh.” Don looked away down into the second water bowl. “You mind if I stay in my cat form?”

“Scaredy cat?”

“Cautious cat. I may shed my fur but I’ve never done human naked in bed with anyone and my pajamas aren’t in the things Tony packed. I watched him closely.”

“What did you think he was packing so many of your things for?”

“We’d stay late, like maybe after 11 o’clock, and he knows I’m finicky. I don’t want to eat dog food if I get hungry and since you might not get to eat anything except dog food if you’re in canine form.”

“And the blanket?”

“My blanket, that I like to cuddle into if it’s cool and there’s no sunlight to sun in. You might be one of those families that like to turn the A/C down cool.”

“Yeah, we do do that at night for bedtime.”

“So, you think they’re going to be in there long?”

Fred sighed and told himself not to roll his eyes. “Yes.”

“It’s already 11 o’clock.”

“So it is.”

Don sighed, “Spare bedroom is where?”

“Want to use the outdoor cat box first?”

“No.” Don shuddered. “I’ll use the indoor facilities.”

“We’ve got no cat box and you didn’t bring one.”

Don sniffed, “I know how to use the toilet and flush it after. You’ll have to put the seat down for me if it’s up.”

“Ooooh an educated cat. That’s handy. I use my human form for the necessities. Even know how to operate the can opener.”

“Really? Before I leave would you show me how. Might come in handy sometime.”

“Sure. No problem. Gotta be in human form though.”

“Why do you have dog food then?”

“Cheaper. Isn’t too bad especially if Alex pours gravy over top of it and if a regular human visits they expect to see dog food down for me to eat if I get hungry. Usually we eat the same thing though.”

“Tony doesn’t think of that. He says things like cats have special needs in their food and because he’s really aware of that ash thing in foods I eat,” Don sighed. “He’s careful. I probably should be in my human form more. Humans can eat pretty anything they want and he forgets I can be human.”
“Want to start practicing that human form thing tonight?”

“I don’t know you well enough to do that and sleep with you. I don’t tom cat around.”

“Fair enough. I’ll put the seat down for you and show you where the spare room is before I shower.”

“Dry well. Wet skin and fur don’t go well together.”

“I’ll remember that.”

“Right.”

Alex heard the shower start a short time of the flushing of the toilet. He turned over and cuddled close. “Fred’s getting ready for bed. Don going to be okay?”

“He knows how to use the toilet. Expect he’ll curl up someplace with his blanket.”

Tony felt Alex smile against his cheek and turned into the kiss.

Sometime in the night Alex got up and checked things, returning to bed to tell Tony about how cute Fred looked with Don sleeping on his chest, his small cat head just sticking out from below the bedding.

“That’s the way he sleeps with me. He’s already training Fred.”

“Good. You’re time in bed is going to be taken frequently.”

“Good, often and well. You want to receive this time though?”

“A little sore?”

“No, I’m good. Equal time.”

Alex rolled over, “You are definitely good either way.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere.”

Chuckling, “Everywhere? I’ll remember that.”
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Title: Street Art
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 421


“Alright who is the comedian?”

Tony came up to stand beside Don and surveyed the art on the pavement. “Probably some child. Some older child with more chalk than they know what to do with and more free time than is healthy.”

“I do not look like that.”

“Of course not, I’ve never seen your tail in that S shape and hmm looks like it might have been broken too.”

“My paws are not misshapen like that. They look like human feet. And it looks like I’ve got a sausage for a body. No cat has a sausage body.”

“True. True.” When in doubt just agree, Tony had found. “Cute face though.”

“Hmmm.”

“So you like Fred’s chalk art? It took him a while. I especially like the meteor. He doesn’t often change to his human form but for this he did.”

“He did this in his human form?” there was dread in Tony’s voice. Hoping against hope, “Fred’s age in dog years the same as his human form?”

“Oh,” The wizard laughed, “he’s about our age.” Eyeing the feline familiar, I’m assuming that Don is our age.”

“Then Fred is mentally an adult and not developmentally challenged?”

“Oh. Nope. Some people like to color in those adult coloring books. Fred likes a more free form format on pavement.” The wizard was slightly nervous, “this wasn’t meant to be derogatory. Think of it as sort of a caricature, exaggerated representation, a parody even. I um think the face is cute.”

“Look Wizard...”

“Alex. My name’s Alex. Pleased to meet you… again.”

“Look Alex...”

Tony cut off whatever Don was going to say, “I’m sure that Fred didn’t mean to be insulting. The fact that it’s on our sidewalk and not on your own is a bit suspect. But we’re adult enough to overlook any implied disrespect.”

“Um, Ooookay. Thank you. I’ll talk to Fred.”

“Thank You.”

As Alex walked hurriedly away Tony’s voice carried just enough to hear, “You will wait to cause it to rain until he gets safely back to his own house, Don. If need be we can get the hose out to wash the chalk off sooner. Do. Not.”

Alex put a little more speed into his step. By the time he saw his house fat raindrops were starting to splat on the concrete in an as yet sparse distribution.

Entering through the door he called, “Well, I don’t believe your familiar cat friend is a lover of your form of art.”

Fred’s laughter met his words.
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Blame Meep. Familiar University Incident Part 1



Title:Familiar University Incident, part 2
Author: charisstoma
Word count:283


“Do you think it was wise to let a non-magical person in to tour the school?”

“But is he non-magical?” was coyly answered. “I did research on him when he first applied for permission to tour the school. You know that the avoidance spells shield awareness of our community. Yet Young Mr. McWeynish, interesting name that, found us.”

“And yet he doesn’t have a magical aura.”

“Cornelius scanned him. There’s an aura there that’s under suppression, has been since childhood in his opinion; and this is the best part, it’s purple.”

“Purple?! Suppressed?! That would make him ... but why?”

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Familiar University Incident, part 3- Pole Dance
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Meep wrote this delightfully wonderful response to this prompt.

It ended too soon or maybe the plunny had extra teeth….

Title: Poly Doesn’t Always mean More than one lover at a time.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1211

George shifted the smallish yet heavy plastic bag to his other hand, marveling again at how the bags could cut into fingers.

“Sir?”

“Sorry Officer. Did I hear anything the other day, you asked? Well something woke me and my toes are still discussing it with me, the walking in the dark to look out the window thing. And ... I not sure.”

“Of what aren’t you sure, sir? Did you see the vehicle that collided with the car parking area awning?”

“No. No vehicle. I didn’t see any car near the post at all. The area under the awning was perfectly barren by the time I made it to my window. To be honest, I work at night and I’ve got blackout drapes over the windows. Not even sure if what woke me was a car or truck hitting the post. I was asleep, you see.”
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Title: Debrief part 2
Follows from Meep wrote a sequel Never Annoy a Cat Parts 1 & 2 (look in the comments) & started with Magic this fits before Meep's Never Annoy a Cat Part 3
These are in Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 484

“About that street entertainer doing real magic at the Farmers’ Market in the town park,” Hoon stood at ease in front of the WIC ‘s (wizard in charge) desk. “We’ve monitored the situation and it’s been a while.”

“What’s the name of the feline familiar?”

“Pepper.”

“Pepper, hmm. He’s enjoying having his own wizard on the wall a little too much, is he?”

“There’s no evidence that he’s showing any inclination to release the wizard en frame, sir. The monitoring of the situation is going better now that we’re sending out paired agents.” Hoon reddened. “Takes the pressure off.”

“You and Press are the only paired agents we have; hmmm. Alright send Shadow in to get closer to the subjects and discretely intervene if necessary. By the way congratulations.”

Hoon seemed to sag slightly with relief.

“What do we know about this wizard turned street entertainer?”

“Marcus, sir. His name is Marcus, no known surname yet. We’ve tracked him back to several prior, um, engagements. How he didn’t get caught before this, we can’t figure out.”

“Maybe because he was unwise enough to choose a feline familiar for his trick this time instead of a cat with no magic. That speaks of inexperience with familiars. Probably uneducated. Must be fairly talented to get this far without him winding up to someone’s notice before this.”

“Sir, Shadow is a very talented familiar but he is a familiar. He’s going to want to play with the wizard a bit.”

“Good. Shadow hasn’t paired off with anyone. It’s a distraction to the other agents. Maybe we can take care of more than one problem. Let him have his fun.”

“And the wizard, sir? What about him?”

The WIC smiled, “I’ve seen the recording of the incident in the Park, not a bad looking sort, imagine he cleans up good without clothing. It’ll do the young man good to learn he’s not necessarily the top of the food chain and maybe push him into being trained in his talents. Shadow would make sure that happened if he decided to bond with this one.”

“So,” Hoon blew out a breath, “a win-win situation, if Shadow and this Marcus...” Hoon moved his hand suggestively of a certain activity.

“Exactly. Now go find Shadow, show him the ‘Incident’ footage and set him on his prey.” He waved Hoon away. “Oh, if you happen to see Crisp around out there; send him in please.”

“Yes, sir,” Hoon turned away towards the door and grinned. Crisp had been outside when Hoon had entered, holding a disk in his hand that had Press’ neat handwritten label on it. Probably was from their first joint monitoring of the events in Pepper’s bedroom. The WIC had had his own eyes on Pepper for a while; the wily, manipulative, son of a wizard; who just happened to teach a class or two as a professor on occasion.

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