The 70s were a weird and wild time in Kells' life. Indeed, the demon had a habit of spending many days at a time entangled in the nude with his latest squeeze, lost in the intoxicating haze of sex, booze and drugs - his pad a veritable hotbox of sweat and semen.
When love is free, and he's got nowhere else to be, then who's to stop him?
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The idea started out as a joke, but I actually liked how this turned out. I think this might be the first time I've uploaded a picture of him without drooping ears (I always picture them a bit perkier when he's younger)
Should I do more in this setting? 🤔

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