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    Slowly, your fingers trace the grooves of his face; scars, veins, and blemishes alike. "And what do they call you, sir?" You ask into the darkness.

    The man tenses under your touch, and enormous palms rise to grasp your hands, rough fingers grazing over your knuckles. "I do not have a name," he rasps, and by then, you must notice how otherworldly he sounds. "I do not need a name."

    Your brows furrow as your thumbs continue to follow along the deep lines on his cheeks, down his chin. "And what, pray tell, would you have me call you? Everyone needs a name."

    Perhaps, he thinks, I'd like for you to call me yours.

    Or, The Creature secludes himself in an abandoned manor many years after his father's death. He expects what his elongated life has already provided him—loneliness, disappointment, longing. He does not, however, expect you.

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    The lights flickered. The door clicked shut behind you. A long day turned to night as you peeled off your coat, dropped your keys, started your evening routine. Ordinary things. Mundane, forgettable — until a hand clamped over your mouth and a breath like smoke and myrrh kissed your neck.

    A masked figure draped in black. Silent. Possessive. You couldn’t see his face, but it didn’t matter — your body responded anyway. Terror bloomed alongside something molten and forbidden, and when he spoke, low and deliberate, it splintered you.

    ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱

    “You let me fuck you, or I’ll hurt you.” And what it means to like it.

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    Ivy’s not looking for a pack. He’s not even looking for permanence. He just needs another gig to pay the bills until his own band takes off, and playing guitar for an anonymous band on the rise sounds easy enough.

    Until he meets II.

    The little Omega is already claimed, twice over. Entirely off-limits. Untouchable. Marked by a Dominant Alpha with wolfish teeth and magnetic charm, and another with an imposing frame and an unsettling, unshakable calm.

    Ivy doesn't submit. Not to anyone else, and not even to instinct; but something inside of him buckles the moment that II's visage fills his gaze and blinds him.

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    Or, IV imprints on an already bonded Omega, II. Either he keeps it strictly professional, or he learns how to submit so that he can find a place within an established pack that doesn’t quite need him… but might just want him anyway.

    Established Vessel/III/II, with eventual Vessel/III/IV/II.

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    "There’s not enough power in the world to pay off the consequences to your actions.”

    “Isn’t there? Because I don’t recall Cazador facing any consequences. Quite the opposite,” he scoffs with another humored smile, tapping her nose condescendingly. “Anyway, just who’s going to stop me, I wonder.”

    “I would.”

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    “Did you say you free slaves?”

    Does she know? Is that why she’s told him all this? Has she been trying to treat him this entire time?

    …Worse, did Astarion know this about her?

    He’s been drawn to her from the very moment he laid eyes on her. Relies on the girl, even now. It’s telling of something instinctual in him, like it’s been branded into his very biology. Still subservient, deep down, crawling pathetically to the first whiff of a pitying savior. Begging for a scrap of hope, of reprieve, of fucking redemption.

    Is that all he is? A slave, at his core?

    No, he thinks with a conviction that feels too much like denial. No, because she will be the one to change. Not him.

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