TheAwkwardBabyGiraffe
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Whimpering, Shane looked down between their bodies. Ilya’s other hand dragged slowly down Shane’s chest, over his trembling stomach, and came to rest just below his navel. There, pressed against Ilya’s own abdomen, was a soft, distinct bulge.
“See?” Ilya whispered, his eyes glowing with a feral light. “That’s me. Inside you.”
He pressed down with his fingers, right on the bulge.
Shane screamed.
(or, first day at the cottage gets Ilya scent drunk on his omega)
Tag to be covered: Crying Shane Hollander
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- Part 8 of Crashing out over Hollanov
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Ilya pulled off with a wet pop, a thin trail of white fluid connecting his lips to Shane’s nipple. He looked up at Shane’s stunned, confused face and chuckled.
“The little one doesn’t even know his own biology,” he mused, before licking the droplet from the swollen tip. “Succubi produce when they are well-fed and thoroughly satisfied.”
Before Shane could process that, Ilya’s hands were everywhere again–two on his hips making him bounce on his cocks, two rubbing and pinching his milk-slick nipples.
(or, when newly turned succubus Shane sneaks into the open penthouse window, he realizes he's not the predator in this game)
Series
- Part 15 of Crashing out over Hollanov
Bookmarked by TheAwkwardBabyGiraffe
25 Mar 2026