🧯🔥 spicy
Fandoms: aftg, the marauders, hp, stray kids, stranger things, ateez, + a few random?
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“I’ll give you 50 fucking dollars if you suck my dick, right now.”
“Okay,” Eddie said.
“Okay. Wait, what?”
Eddie got down on his knees.
“Are you serious?”
“You got 50 bucks on you?”
“… Yeah.”
“Good,” Eddie said, and paused. “Because I swing both ways.”
(OR: Eddie comes to sell Steve weed and leaves with a lot more information about him than he had originally. Like, for instance, he’s not nearly as straight as he thinks he is.)
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in which camboy jisung's viewers are getting bored with the same old big knot routine he keeps giving them, and he has the bright idea of adding an alpha to the mix. luckily, his best friend minho is on board.
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“You know, none of my boyfriends have ever gone down on me.”
Felix’s face is flushed, noticeable even under the dim lighting of the bar. It’s not from embarrassment. There’s two empty glasses in front of him, ice melting, condensation dripping down the sides. Minho only notices it because Felix reaches into one to pluck the cherry out and pop it into his mouth, and Minho just happens to be sitting right across from him, giving him a spectacular view of it all. A glimpse of Felix’s pink tongue as his mouth closes around the bright red, juicy cherry, stem and all.
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The process has been a learning curve. He’s learned, mostly, that seeing Jisung with his skin stretched wide over his ever-growing belly does something to him that he cannot explain.
Or, well—he can explain that he gets a raging boner the moment he sees his heavily pregnant husband just exist, but it makes him sound like a pervert and a creep and a horrible guy all around. Minho swears he’s normal. How does he blame this on Jisung?
Jisung is simply too pretty. That must be it.
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There’s something—something in the way that instinctively, Chan calls to Felix. Alpha to omega. Omega to alpha. He holds it down though, knows they can't. Even if they want to.
Of course, it all comes to a head when he hears Chan growl.
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“Hyung,” he softly, shakily calls, wringing the hem of his hoodie with one fist and the alpha’s sleeve with his other, digging his nails in as if letting go means losing himself to his heat forever. He looks to the side, ignoring how close his own face is in the mirror, and meets a confused pair of eyes that slowly morph into concern, then plunge into recognition.
Tendrils of citrusy panic instantly take shape, but all Jisung’s heat-addled mind can conjure up in response is a mantra of 'safe alpha, safe alpha'. His eyelids flutter shut, he bites his lip, and leans in to be that much closer to safety, to heaven. He’s sweet. So sweet. Tasty. Good. And so, so very safe. Jisung knows he can trust this alpha to catch him from this slip, from this metaphorical fall.
“My heat’s early, hyung. ‘M sorry.”
Or; Jisung goes into heat while filming a dance practice video. Thing is, only his hyungs know he's an omega.
Series
- Part 1 of wishes-verse