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[thewolfinside]

He'd taken the bike out, something he hadn't done in a while. Tearing through the desert, pinpointing from one world to another when he reached the end.

He wasn't sure how far he'd gone, or really how long he'd been gone, just enjoyed the power and scenery as he went.

He finally pulls into the garage, both him and the bike covered in a thick layer of dust and grime. Grabbing a rag, he starts wiping down his bike.

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[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

The binds were silk, easily ripped by the werewolf. Leaning down, lightly kissing Jason's ankle.

"No ripping anything,' he whispered, but his tones brooked no arguement. "I hear it rip and we stop.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Whimpering at the words, he twists his hands to grab hold of the sheets.

Nodding, he tries to relax, waiting patiently.