⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏

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𝗍𝗂𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖿𝖿 ⊹ 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒
𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖾-𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋

ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ɪʀʟ

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ 𝖣𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖼𝗄 .ᐟ 🏒─

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

@GXTHICPITBXLL world fell silent, the cool autumn wind muffled by the low growl rumbling from Byron’s chest, whilst his muzzle brushed against her ear. She could feel his heart thumping, his breathing turn warm against her ear as he whispered softly.

“Always so forward, aren’t you?”

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

@GXTHICPITBXLL Byron abruptly hauled Evelyn up into the balcony railing, her weight precariously leaned into his paws as he stopped her falling off the nineteen story drop. He leaned close, his large frame squeezed between her thighs ‘till his chest pressed into her own.

For a moment, the -

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

With winter rearing its head Byron has felt more comfortable walking around his penthouse naked. With fur as thick as his the warm summers are a nightmare, though the cooler weather has the large mastiff standing bare on his balcony, relishing draft.

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

wanted him for his money or status. Was he truly ready to risk that side of him again?

Tsk.. twenty eight years old. Still young, but old enough to yearn for more than cheap thrills and one-night stands.

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

With the off-season mayhem long behind him, Byron was able to squeeze in some rest and recovery at home. Eight years in the NHL earned the mastiff a small fortune, though as he wandered the hall of his penthouse apartment out to the balcony overlooking the Seattle skyline, he -

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

his left hand whilst gently swirling the ice in his whisky glass in the right.

He hesitantly brushed his finger over the many dating apps he’d downloaded but never used. He was scared of being burned again, opening up his heart only to find out the person he pursued only -

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

@noname_mutt This post was brought to you by small-dog gang.

Wruff.

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

It’s important to understand 𝖇𝖎𝖌-𝖉𝖔𝖌 maintenance before dating a beastly hound like 𝘽𝙔𝙍𝙊𝙉. Don’t let the docile appearance fool you— he requires.. a lot of 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 exercise.. ~♡

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

@DellaMileHighSv Byron grumbled as he felt fingers jab against his jugular, feeling for a pulse. He swatted his hands about, raising his head as his breathing began to level out.

“I’m fine— just needed a moment to cool off, dove.” Byron groaned out, slowly sitting upright.

“Thanks anyways.”

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

Byron collapsed on the empty rink, his knees and core aching after hours of exhaustive training. His chest heaved, breath misting the air around his muzzle as he cooled himself down on the ice.

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

🏒 I’ll send starters sometime today !

[⎖𝑩𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒏 @ByronMastiff]

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ 𝖣𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖼𝗄 .ᐟ 🏒─