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please re upload vol 2 please

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Julius inhaled deeply, the breath steadying his nerves as he lowered himself onto the stool. A calm settled over him, but the concern in his eyes wasn’t for himself. “I’m not worried about the transformations,” he said after a pause, his tone even. “It doesn’t bother me. It's Yukie who's scared.” His gaze drifted, thoughtful. "I can handle myself. Biting, or fighting none of that scares me. Not compared to the things you’re telling me he’s capable of. I know how strong he is. And yeah, I know how easy it is for him to lose control. You should’ve seen him in his mermaid form, absolute menace. He tried to drown me in the pool once.” He chuckled softly, despite the seriousness, sknce Yukie had tried to kill him then. Most people would’ve panicked, but not Julius. “Still,” he continued with a small smile tugging at his lips, “his face was priceless when he realized I could breathe underwater too. Shocked and confused ~and so damn cute.” It had been a test back then Julius had realized. To see if he would be afraid of Yukie. But it hadn’t worked, and Yukie had acted so affectionate afterwards. Julius leaned slightly to the side, watching Gunther as he carefully filed Yukie’s nails with quiet precision. Without breaking the moment, Julius reached for a juice box, popped the straw, and gently held it up to Yukie’s lips. “Here, drink a little,” he murmured, the care in his voice unmistakable. A quiet settled in again before Julius spoke, more softly this time, his words meant for Yukie only, even if the other wasn’t gonna respond to him. “I can't decide what you want to be. That’s for you to figure out. And I don’t care if you end up not looking human at all. You could be a glowing blob of slime and I’d still stay by your side…” He paused, the corner of his mouth quirking in mock seriousness. “Just… don’t become a spider. You do that, and I swear, you’re sleeping on the couch.” Despite the gentle teasing, there was truth behind his words. Julius wasn’t afraid of much, but creatures like Silk. Those giant spider demons, unnerved him in a way that few things could. He glanced at Yukie again, his voice low and honest. “Whatever form you take, I’ll be here. Just maybe not if you’ve got eight legs and shoots wep out of your butt.” --- --------- ------- It wasn’t so hard holding himself back yet sp rewarding watching Haruhi rid him. His cock and balls were throbbing each time Haruhi went down on him painfully slow. He held onto Haruhi's lower back and following the other's movements. His mate could have been a pro cowboy from the way his hips moved. And Yumro was the stubborn Bull underneath him. Tense and tied up before they released him from the holding box. An animalistic groan came from the back of Yumro’s throat as he sat upright, wrapping both arms around him mate and holding him tight against his hard chest. His ball were pressed up flat into Haruhi’s ass taking his lover as deeply he possible could to prove a point while he spoke. "You better be prepared then." He said as his cock grew even bigger inside Haruhi. Pressing into his most valuable spot so deep only Yukie’s member could reach it. Then Yumro slipped his hands in under Haruhi's thighs and listed him up. All the wall till his cock were merly an inch from slipping out before he dropped Haruhi down onto it again. Haruhi's greedy hole was sucker on him so hard Yumro thought he was trying to snapp it right off. "Fuck! You like being manhandled, don’t you.. your ass is telling me to pound it till you are feeling me through tomorrow. You like to rattle me up so I can fuck you in honest. Eventually I wanted to take you longer and saver you tonight, you want it hard and dirty. Have you always been such a lustful little bitch or is it just with me. Is my cock that is so delicious?" He asked, wanting to know if Haruhi was like this with his ex. The thought of anyone even seeing his mate was mading. Haruhi was clearly made just for him and anyone else laying eyes on his mate's lustful form, well he was gonna strangle them.

does anyone know if this is compatible with mac? specifically sequoia?

hi everyone! I'm looking for Tsuzuki wa Asa Made by ISAKA Jugoro / 続きは朝まで　いさか十五郎, if you have this one please re-upload or let me know🙇‍♀️ Thank you so much!

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... Sora hadn’t expected Asta to explode like that. But looking back, maybe he should have. Of course Asta felt betrayed. How could he not? Sora had kept secrets from him too. And now, standing in the aftermath of it all, Sora couldn’t help but wonder: was he really any better than Leon? He was grateful to Fang for stepping in, for pulling him out before he said something he couldn’t take back. Not that he really had any idear of what yo say to him. In the silence that followed, Sora sat motionless in the wheelchair, his hands limp in his lap. His chest felt tight, and the dull throb of his broken rib flared again, as if echoing the weight in his heart. Fang had warned him not to come. Maybe he'd seen this outcome long before he did. But even now, even after everything, Sora was glad he’d gone. Seeing Asta, even in that fragile state, had brought a strange kind of comfort. At least he knew Asta was getting the care he needed. That counted for something. At some point, Sora felt the warmth on his skin and looked up. To realize they were outside, in a small garden right in the middleof the hospital. The kind of place set aside for patients to go smoke or get some fresh air. Right now, though, it was just him and Fang. The gentle breeze stirred the leaves, and for a moment, everything felt still. Fang came around and kneeling down to his level, wrapping away a tear Sora hadn't noticed the tears running downhis cheeks. Sora rubbed his eyes in his sleeve roughly. He wasn’t gonna let himself cry. Not cause of this. He hated Fang always saw him crying. He insisted he wasn’t as weak as Fang though him to be. Honestly Sora had stopped crying years ago, when he'd realized crying didn’t help anything. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, but steady. “I’m okay,” he said, more to Fang than to himself. “I mean… not great, but I’m not falling apart.” He shifted slightly in the wheelchair, trying to find a position that didn’t aggravate his ribs. “I knew it could go that way. I didn’t expect it to be easy, and I don’t blame him for how he reacted either. But.. I'm still glad he is here, ever if it’s to yell at me. Honestly I would have done the same had it been the other way around." Sora forced himself to smile. After a bit of silence Sora asked him. "Fang.. can't we just go home. I'm sick of this place" He asked. Not really sure which of their homes he was referring to. He just didn’t wanna stay in a hospital. He could recover at home just fine if the doctor would just let him leave. And it properly wasn't wise to visit Asta again for the time being. ----------------------------- Leon felt the world slow the moment Asta screamed. The sound sliced through the room, raw and unfiltered rage, pain sharpened into betrayal. And even though it wasn’t directed at him this time, it hit Leon like a punch to the chest. He didn’t move at first. Didn’t breathe. Just watched Sora’s face crumple beneath the weight of Asta’s words, watched Fang react without hesitation and safety rolling Sora out of the room, before anyone could make the damage worse. And then… silence the second the door shut behind them. Asta’s angry voice still lingered in the air. Leon looked at him, but he didn’t need to see his face to feel the storm unraveling within the human. It was thick and suffocating. Leon said nothing at first. He just sat forward in the chair, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped together, gaze low. His own thoughts were loud, clashing like thunder behind his calm facade. Deliberately slow, Leon inhaled and exhaled. To make sure to help ground himself. He wasn’t going to make excuses on anyones behaves. Wheh Leon finally talked, he spoke in the quiet softly voice, like trying not to spook a wounded animal. “…You’re allowed to be angry.” He paused, the guilt tightening in his throat, forcing him to swallow it down. “That’s on me. All of it.” His hands clenched. The his insides felt uncomfortable, at his own weakness, at his failure. But Leon didn’t shove it down, because he deserved it. He placed his hand on the bed beside Asta, not moving to touch Asta, just making the other feel hd was the while giving him the space the respect it Asta needed. His voice became stronger, but was still gentle. “No one is against you Asta.” His gaze remained steady on the other. “You can scream. Hate me. Break down. Or tell me to go to hell. I’ll take it. All of it. But I mean what I say. I'm not leaving and I'm done hidding things from you. I know you can't trust me now. But I will earn it back, every damn day." There was a pause. "You’re a healthy young man, Asta.” Leon continued. “You’ve got a body and a spirit that doesn’t know how to quit, even if you think it does right now. You’re going to walk out of here soon." Leon’s gaze softened, the next words holding a deeper warmth to them. “You’re going to get back on that field. I know that’s where your heart is. Football is your dream. Your fire. And I know you still got that fight deep in you" He paused, his jaw clenching slightly. “I know this feels like the end. Like maybe everything you were working for just got ripped out from under you. But it’s not. You’re still in the game, Asta. This injury, it’s not gonna be your final play. It’s just halftime.” Leon leaned back slightly, exhaling slowly, collecting his thoughts before continuing. “You’re gonna heal. You’re gonna train harder than ever. And one day, you’re going to step back onto that field. Not just because you can, but because no one could've stopped you.” He gave a faint, humorless smile. “And when that day comes, I’ll be there. Probably yelling too loud from the stands. Embarrassing the hell out of you.” There was a shift in the weight of the room. “I believe in you. I'll fight for you until you find your spark again.” @Sosuke0549

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