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    “Do I look like I am in any condition to take glorified aphrodisiacs?” he asks, rhetorically, while pointing at his own body.

    Jayce’s eyes follow the line of Viktor’s fingers, taking in the sight of his partner sitting on the swivel stool next to him. Back slightly hunched, narrow shoulders slumped and long, slim legs spread wide. A lewd image of Viktor sprawled in the center of some dark sheets, pale skin flushed from the induced heat, chest rising and falling rapidly, glistened eyes begging—

     

    or: Viktor offers Jayce some free Heat/Rut inducing drugs and they decide to take them together.

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    20 Jan 2026

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    “Good to know what?” Viktor asks, lips twitching though his eyes shyly skitter away.

    Jayce takes his time—lifts the cup, takes a purposeful slow sip of his tea, never breaking eye contact. “That you only go extra pink when I’m in the room.”

    Viktor scoffs, playful. “You’re too full of yourself, Mr. Talis.”

    “Perhaps you should be, too,” Jayce taunts.

    “Should be what?” Viktor carefully asks.

    “Full,” Jayce drawls out, that playful smirk still dangerously curling his lips as he shifts forward, “of me.”

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    20 Jan 2026

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    “If I so much as catch a whiff of you around this lab before three weeks after the surgery —“ (three weeks! Viktor sputters incredulously, but Jayce powers on) “— I’m dragging you back to…” he blinks. “Who am I dragging you back to? Who do you have looking after you?”

     

    “I do not need a babysitter,” Viktor scoffs. “I have been through worse. I will be fine. I will pay someone to deliver some meals and take the week off work.”

     

    Jayce looks at him like Viktor’s just said something incredibly and unbearably sad.

     

    “So,” Viktor continues, “are you going to do the laundry, or not? If not, I will find someone else.”

     

    Jayce is silent for a long moment. Then:

     

    “Yeah,” he says. “I can do that.”


    Viktor resigns himself to recover from spinal fusion surgery alone. He fails to account for Jayce's fervent desire to serve him.

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    14 Jan 2026

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    “I want a baby” Shane confessed, voice trembling,

    Ilya’s eyebrows scrunched together, and Shane’s omega, so sensitive from being bared open, completely raw, took that as rejection. Shane started to sob, uncontrollable tears flooding his vision as he was engulfed in Ilya’s scent, burning softly like cedarwood. Ilya pulled back, stroking Shane’s teary freckles,

    “Of course, we can my love” he said, “We can look at the options. There is surrogacy; however, is not very ethical. There is adoption-”

    No” Shane whispered, “I want your baby. I wanna have your pups.”

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    Shane really wants to have Ilya's baby. He's also really horny.

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    05 Jan 2026

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    “You are such a good boy for telling me. My good boy.”

    Shane let his body relax in Ilya’s grasp, his breath catching in his throat at the blatant praise. Ilya touched a light fingertip in between Shane’s eyebrows, sliding it down the bridge of his nose and over his lips until it was resting on his Adam’s Apple,

    “You would look very pretty with a collar right here, yes?” he said, letting himself slide deeper in his accent, “My pretty puppy, humping every soft surface like he is in heat?”

    “Ilya. Male dogs don’t go into heat. Their bodies just react to-”

    “Maybe is what you need” Ilya suggested, his finger resting on Shane’s Adam’s Apple, “To return to how it felt, when you first felt good. Except now you are mine. Moy milyy shchenok.”

    My pretty puppy.

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    Shane is feeling sensitive and overwhelmed. Ilya knows exactly what he needs.

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    05 Jan 2026