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Spamton lost his smug smirk for a moment, contemplating what he should do. Now, typically, he’d prefer to go with Tenna over some random lady any night, hell, he would right now. But when was the last time he’d had sex with someone that wasn’t Tenna? It’d been, what, at least three months, probably more. Maybe he should…mix things up a bit. Try his way with a new chick. The two stars weren’t dating, so they both needed to stop acting like it. This could be the step back that Spamton needed. Even if it made him feel a little sick for some reason.
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Spamton, being Spamton, hates that him and Tenna have gotten a little too close lately, and decides to create some distance by flirting with a random lady in the hopes of having sex. When things go less than favorably, he goes to find Tenna and (maybe) apologize, but things have gone a bit off script. How will he react when he sees someone else chatting Tenna up in his place?
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Susie and Kris have been having trouble finding Tenna a new home. Instead they convince him to get comfortable where he is, and to reconcile with an old [???].
aka Spamtenna remarriage fic. you agree. click to read.
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After months of hooking up (read: dry humping) Spamton and Tenna agree to take their affair to the next level. But Spamton is a virgin, and god is he screwed if Tenna figures it out.
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“I want you to know that I am very disappointed with this evening. You know how much I hate it when you leave me alone, without attention,” she complained.
Her claw catches the first button under the collar, and with a sharp movement she rips the shirt to the end, transparent buttons fly off in different directions, bouncing and rolling on the floor and getting stuck between the cushions of the sofa. Teeth sink into her lover’s shoulders, biting hard into the flesh until blood flows, the upper pair of hands firmly holding Spamton’s wrists above her head. The mail lady inhales sharply as a soft whine escapes her throat, her back arching and her hips shifting, slowly rubbing against the leg that was pressed against her.
This side of her lover is her favorite. Jealous, harsh, rough, and so wild. She didn’t need Spamton's commands on how to please her, no. At such moments, she simply took out her overly strong emotions on her lover, biting and grabbing her as she pleased. It might not be the sanest shit, but those moments were rare, and Spamton enjoyed every one of them. She liked it when Tenna could hurt her without falling to her knees and apologizing profusely. -
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Tenna was immensely jealous of how much control of his desires Spamton displays at times. When he's locked in for work, it consumes all his senses into the task at hand until he's finished with it.
And yet more times than he wants to admit, Tenna finds that fact incredibly hot.