For the past week, Caleb had isolated himself, with only alcohol, marijuana and melancholy music to keep him company. He had hardly even slept, his brain had been working overtime
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"If you value your clothers, then get out off them for starters" he said, looking over his shoulder. Changing his fingernails to claws became easier and faster with each go, with just a quick tingling as they grew.
"Heh. Figured." He smiled crookedly and started stripping, kicking his shoes off as he peeled his shirt off. His pants dropped and he was left naked, having gone commando.
With two long strides, Caleb was upon him, pushing him up against the wall and agressivly crashing his lips to his. Not bothering with build-up, he shoved his tongue into his mouth and wrapped his fingers around his cock, even though he did make sure to keep his claws out of the way.
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Changing his fingernails to claws became easier and faster with each go, with just a quick tingling as they grew.
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