Holly Adder
@1x1.adder.industries
Late 20s | She/Fae | Plural Lesbian θ∆ 🏳️⚧️ 🔞 Erotica author/amateur VA. | [email protected]
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in case you've forgotten I love ur art every time I see it and viscosity rules as always.
November 25, 2025 at 3:07 PM
in case you've forgotten I love ur art every time I see it and viscosity rules as always.
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"Go ahead. They won't get here faster than I can shove my knot in my Handler~"
Three presses the call button.
She mutes the intercom.
It doesn't stop her from hearing the howl through the door; the damn mutt rearranging her boss's insides as she rearranges her boss's schedule.
Gross. (6/6)
Three presses the call button.
She mutes the intercom.
It doesn't stop her from hearing the howl through the door; the damn mutt rearranging her boss's insides as she rearranges her boss's schedule.
Gross. (6/6)
November 25, 2025 at 12:24 AM
"Go ahead. They won't get here faster than I can shove my knot in my Handler~"
Three presses the call button.
She mutes the intercom.
It doesn't stop her from hearing the howl through the door; the damn mutt rearranging her boss's insides as she rearranges her boss's schedule.
Gross. (6/6)
Three presses the call button.
She mutes the intercom.
It doesn't stop her from hearing the howl through the door; the damn mutt rearranging her boss's insides as she rearranges her boss's schedule.
Gross. (6/6)
"Understood, ma'am."
The intercom didn't go silent as expected. Instead, she hears more scuffling and a muffled noise as if someone's mouth is covered.
"Heyy, 3," growls the voice of the Hound. "Wanna hear what it sounds like when I knock up your boss?"
"I'm calling animal control." (5/6)
The intercom didn't go silent as expected. Instead, she hears more scuffling and a muffled noise as if someone's mouth is covered.
"Heyy, 3," growls the voice of the Hound. "Wanna hear what it sounds like when I knock up your boss?"
"I'm calling animal control." (5/6)
November 25, 2025 at 12:24 AM
"Understood, ma'am."
The intercom didn't go silent as expected. Instead, she hears more scuffling and a muffled noise as if someone's mouth is covered.
"Heyy, 3," growls the voice of the Hound. "Wanna hear what it sounds like when I knock up your boss?"
"I'm calling animal control." (5/6)
The intercom didn't go silent as expected. Instead, she hears more scuffling and a muffled noise as if someone's mouth is covered.
"Heyy, 3," growls the voice of the Hound. "Wanna hear what it sounds like when I knock up your boss?"
"I'm calling animal control." (5/6)
"Right away, ma'am. Do you need me to send for animal control?"
A growl.
The Director's voice once more. "That won't be necessary, Three. The Dog and I are just in the middle of some—" she interrupts with a sharp inhale. Three grimaces in disgust. "—aggressive contract negotiations." (4/6)
A growl.
The Director's voice once more. "That won't be necessary, Three. The Dog and I are just in the middle of some—" she interrupts with a sharp inhale. Three grimaces in disgust. "—aggressive contract negotiations." (4/6)
November 25, 2025 at 12:24 AM
"Right away, ma'am. Do you need me to send for animal control?"
A growl.
The Director's voice once more. "That won't be necessary, Three. The Dog and I are just in the middle of some—" she interrupts with a sharp inhale. Three grimaces in disgust. "—aggressive contract negotiations." (4/6)
A growl.
The Director's voice once more. "That won't be necessary, Three. The Dog and I are just in the middle of some—" she interrupts with a sharp inhale. Three grimaces in disgust. "—aggressive contract negotiations." (4/6)
"Please cancel my three o'clock. Offer Marissa my condolences, I'm a bit tied up at the moment."
The panting could maybe be dismissed.
What cannot is the snickered, breathy laughter as if the Director had made some kind of joke. It is not the Director's laugh. (3/6)
The panting could maybe be dismissed.
What cannot is the snickered, breathy laughter as if the Director had made some kind of joke. It is not the Director's laugh. (3/6)
November 25, 2025 at 12:24 AM
"Please cancel my three o'clock. Offer Marissa my condolences, I'm a bit tied up at the moment."
The panting could maybe be dismissed.
What cannot is the snickered, breathy laughter as if the Director had made some kind of joke. It is not the Director's laugh. (3/6)
The panting could maybe be dismissed.
What cannot is the snickered, breathy laughter as if the Director had made some kind of joke. It is not the Director's laugh. (3/6)
The secretary's face is the image of serenity as she buries down the mental image of that pilot stepping into her employer's office.
It's much harder to bury the memory of the thing's smell; like wet dog and gunpowder. She can quite clearly imagine its scent in the sound of each exhalation. (2/6)
It's much harder to bury the memory of the thing's smell; like wet dog and gunpowder. She can quite clearly imagine its scent in the sound of each exhalation. (2/6)
November 25, 2025 at 12:24 AM
The secretary's face is the image of serenity as she buries down the mental image of that pilot stepping into her employer's office.
It's much harder to bury the memory of the thing's smell; like wet dog and gunpowder. She can quite clearly imagine its scent in the sound of each exhalation. (2/6)
It's much harder to bury the memory of the thing's smell; like wet dog and gunpowder. She can quite clearly imagine its scent in the sound of each exhalation. (2/6)