Occasionally, his Circle brings home a dainty morsel to enjoy, like the delicate, ethereal courtesan and fellow Abyssal currently bent over the table, prettily bound and spread open for the soon-to-be-taking. So lovely, the loveliest boy he’s ever seen or drawn, and he’s drawn plenty of beautiful boys being fucked. The boy’s skirts - short, fluffed out with petticoats - are still in place, and he takes a moment to sketch the scene - and then again when the skirts are pushed up and the silken smallclothes pushed aside to reveal the prettily-colored, expensive glass plug in the youth’s tight little hole, so bright against translucent-pale skin. A nice thick piece of glass spreading him open so nicely, warming him up for a bigger cock.

Whenever they all share like this, the Dusk usually takes first turn.