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Holland March isn't in denial. He knows he likes men, okay? And he's fine with it, really, he is. Even if he doesn't exactly act on it that often.
But being attracted to Jackson fucking Healy? His business partner, housemate, and—let's face it—best friend, who's nearly two decades older than him? The ex-bruiser who was already kind of fat before he went and broke his leg and gained like thirty more pounds on top of it?
And what does it say about March that he wants Healy even more now?
Yeah, he thinks it's understandable to have a bit of a crisis about that.
(In other words: Holland "I didn't know I was into that" March learns several things about himself when he accepts that he wants to fuck that old man.)
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02 Jun 2026
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He wanted to smell what Healy’s sweat was, especially when the man was surely extra ripe, going by the massive amount of translucent fabric under his armpits.
Holland gasped, which let Healy stuff his tongue into his mouth, and then smushed his hands into said armpits, digging the pads of his fingers harshly against the plush flesh until he felt the gritty texture of hair.
If he couldn’t smell it, he could at least try to taste it.
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established marchly w some sweat kink and some angst
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31 May 2026
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“Give me your arm,” says the man in Holland March’s home, pinning him to the ground.
“No,” says Holland March, who is actually quite inclined to give this man his arm despite the previously clear threat of a broken wrist.
“Give me your arm,” says Jackson Healy, the day after the cast has been removed, sitting next to him on the couch.
“Oh my god,” says March, because he doesn’t know what's happening, “Jesus Christ”
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or, Holland March develops a weird kink for having Healy play with his broken arm. And then he gets a handjob, but not with his dick.Bookmarked by bart_allen46
31 May 2026
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“Maybe ‘cause I’m a fuckup, and I’m- I’m a bad fucking detective, and a bad fucking dad, and a shitty person, okay, Healy? And-”
Healy’s hand was at his throat, now, just barely applying the faintest hint of pressure with his thumb pressed into his Adam's apple. March’s eyelashes fluttered.
Healy’s eyes were serious, genuine- “Jus’ start by being good for me, okay?”
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31 May 2026
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Desperate: ajd. suffering extreme need or anxiety.
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31 May 2026