“..Well?" "Well what?" "Was it good?" "Was it—?" So typically bloody Toreth. "God, I can't remember." Then she took pity on him.… — Manna Francis Ten years Copy Share Image
“You can come round to my flat." Toreth's voice changed, sliding subtly into something hard-edged but seductive. "I don't need chains to… — Manna Francis Bdsm Copy Share Image
“The world is so beautiful, when you look at it. So detailed. So sharp. Everything’s just there --so much more than we… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“He watched Warrick walk away across the café, and started sentences in his mind. Don't go yet. I want five minutes, that's… — Manna Francis Declaration Copy Share Image
“For your information, I'm not screwing him." "Really?" He put his hands behind his head. "Well, maybe you should be. It might… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“Anonymous dark hotel room, not one of Toreth's regular places. Anonymous hands on him, anonymous cock inside him. He liked it. He… — Manna Francis Hotel room Copy Share Image
“Talking to himself was, depressingly, the only way to achieve an intelligent and engaging conversation these days. Carnac tried to ration himself,… — Manna Francis Communication Copy Share Image
“To Sara's practised eye, this latest episode looked something like a broken heart, even if she'd never seen the look on him… — Manna Francis Hurt Copy Share Image
“Could you get off like that without it? Without the chains?" Without the absolute surrender. "No. And not without you. You more… — Manna Francis Toreth-x-warrick Copy Share Image
“He's like a drug, Toreth thought, as Warrick broke the kiss and stood up. Except that no drugs were that good. If… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“You're telling me you've never wanted to fuck a man? Not even felt curious? Not even found a bloke slightly attractive when… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“What the hell kind of message were you supposed to send under these circumstances? Tell him I committed suicide because I couldn't… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“You're not that good a fuck, and really, what else do you have?' Nothing. The answer was nothing. That was why the… — Manna Francis Toreth Copy Share Image
“But it isn’t you, is it? Then he winced inwardly, because that sounded far more…meaningful than he’d intended” — Manna Francis All work and no play Copy Share Image
“She's Warrick's sister," he said, aiming to sound disapproving and very nearly managing it. "Yeah, and that's why you want to screw… — Manna Francis M-m Copy Share Image
“Toreth?" Warrick asked softly. He kept still, breathing slightly irregularly, until finally Warrick climbed into bed beside him. Then it was simply… — Manna Francis M-m-romance Copy Share Image
“So why are you telling me?" "Well, for one thing, because I expect that Carnac will try to find some way to… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
“It doesn't matter what you want," Toreth breathed into his ear. "All that matters is what I want. Say it.” — Manna Francis Bdsm Copy Share Image
“I was dreaming about this—except it feels even better than I thought it would. Fucking fantastic. Clean sheets. You" Warrick moved across… — Manna Francis Dreams Copy Share Image
“More stars than he’d seen in his life. More stars than he’d ever imagined existed. Even the gaps between them looked different—a… — Manna Francis Life Copy Share Image
“Because I'm the best fuck in the solar system." (Toreth)” — Manna Francis Solar system Copy Share Image
“The idea makes a lot of people uncomfortable. [...] It's hurt a great many people and been responsible for a great deal… — Manna Francis Bdsm Copy Share Image
