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- Merlin (TV) (10)
- Supernatural (TV 2005) (6)
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Arthur shows Merlin why it's beneficial for him to be awake when his prince is horny.
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- Part 6 of Candle Porn
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Merlin loves the rare moments of vulnerability in Arthur; loves them even more when he is the only one to witness them.
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Arthur comes home unexpected and finds Merlin enjoying some private time.
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- Part 5 of Candle Porn
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Merlin fucks Arthur with a candle.
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- Part 4 of Candle Porn
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Merlin tells Arthur about his candle fantasies.
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- Part 3 of Candle Porn
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“I’m not homeless.” Gihun protested, though Junho eyed him with disbelief. Gihun’s throat tightened and he felt the beginning of tears sting his eyes, the shock and adrenaline of the night wearing off. “I had a home, but I just, I can’t go back.” Gihun explained, a bubble of snot dripping down his face, which he hastily wiped away. “My mom, she’s-she isn’t there anymore. I’m in so much debt I can hardly afford a new place. And my ex-wife and child are both in America. I’ve been staying at a friend’s place.”
Junho fell silent, then quietly muttered something that sounded like, “…going to kill me.” After a brief moment of hesitation, Junho turned to Gihun. “How would you feel about becoming my brother’s roommate?”
Or, the time Gihun became Inho's roommate and they work together to solve the case of a serial dognapper while also trying to muddle through their growing feelings for each other.
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A determined omega finds out about the pregnancy right before he almost reaches his goal. In his worldview, almost nothing changes.
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“If you bite me I swear to god—” he starts, voice tight—but his threat breaks off with a tiny gasp when In-ho finally closes his lips around him. Gentle. In-ho sucks—lightly. Not harsh. Just enough to pull a slow trickle onto his tongue.
The taste hits immediately. It’s sweet—not sugary, but a soft, warm sweetness. A little creamy. Barely salty on the edges.
He hums low in his throat—the sound vibrating against Gi-hun’s chest.Gi-hun’s hands fly up—fingers fisting harder into his hair.
“Y-You’re actually doing it—oh my god—”In-ho doesn’t answer—his mouth too busy, his tongue slow and careful as he laps at the sensitive skin, pulling more soft warmth into his mouth. Every gentle suck sends a soft, tingling ache up Gi-hun’s chest—painful in that good postpartum way. His cheeks flush.
“Stop—stop looking like you’re enjoying it so much—” he hisses, voice breaking into a moan.
Postpartum recovery isn't the best, but Hwang In-ho finds himself a little too curious about his husband Seong Gi-hun being able to lactate—and maybe a little too obsessed with how much Gi-hun's body can still give.
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Gi-hun's entire life has fallen apart, but he’s been managing to hold himself together, picking up the pieces of himself in the aftermath of a messy divorce. But one day, he arrives at work early to find something that sends his entire world crashing down around him for a second time.
A tasteless, disgusting prank – because that’s all it is, what else could it be?
“I think someone may even harbor some kind of disturbing fascination with you, Gi-hun. But you need to understand – the Board only sees that you're causing problems.” Il-nam pauses to break eye contact, expression grim. “I don’t mean to speak ill of your area colleagues, but they're not good enough to save your career from this. Any of them.”
Just as despair grips Gi-hun within its sharp talons, In-ho, who has been silently observing the entire exchange, finally speaks up – offering salvation that reverberates through the silent office like a crack of thunder.
“I’ll do it.”
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“Your rut should hit before the games end, yes?” Il-nam chirps, like it’s an entirely acceptable thing to ask, and In-ho clenches his jaw.
Stiffly, obediently, he answers, “Yes, sir. It won’t interfere with my performance.”
The old Alpha leans in, devious intent glittering behind the mask. “You should use 456.”
“Sir?”
“Really. I want you to have him. I picked him out for you. His scent is excellent, despite his background. And he’s very docile.”
“That’s very thoughtful, sir,” In-ho says, and tries to turn away, but the Host catches at his sleeve and emits a musty pulse of dominant pheromones, the frail old fingers shockingly strong.
"Tonight,” he says placidly. “He’ll die tomorrow, and I want those tapes.”
In-ho’s stomach turns. They’ve never intruded on his rut like this, on a moment of privacy this primal, this raw.
“I have,” he says, slightly raw around the edges, “Perhaps, a... more entertaining alternative.”-
The Host wants the Front Man to put on a show with Player 456. In-ho would rather eat glass, so he comes up with an alternative offer.
Player 218 will watch the coupling.
The VIPs will watch Player 218.
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- Part 1 of The Phoenix Arc