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Jannik doesn't open his eyes. The tip of his nose disappears under the edge of the sheet as he settles again, his breath going long and steady, each slow exhale catching for a second in the back of his throat.
Carlos can't look away from him.
Jannik has freckles on his eyelids. Carlos hadn't known that, before.
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Jannik hits a clean shot, a lashing forehand that lands the ball deep in the ad court, grazing the line and lifting a wisp of white off the grass. The kick of the topspin dizzies the ball into the air. Carlos, out of position, jumps and lunges toward it, throwing all of his weight forward.
Jannik can tell he’s going to miss. He’s already turning to his team, one fist raised, when the ball whizzes past Carlos’s outstretched racket.
He doesn’t see Carlos land. He doesn’t see him collapse into the dirt.
He hears a crack, like a heavy tree branch, snapping in a windstorm.
He only looks back when Carlos starts screaming.
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Eddie should’ve closed the window.
They’d opened it the night before, letting cool air sweep through the house while they slept. Now, late morning heat saturated the room. Sweat gathered at the nape of Eddie’s neck, wetting the ends of her hair. Dripping tendrils curled around her ears, clinging to her skin.
Her hand was soaked, too—fingers and palm and around to the back of it.
A thought occurred to her. Lifting her hand, Eddie pressed the pads of her index and middle fingers to her thumb. She rubbed them together and felt the raised ridges catch.
Like sitting in bathwater too long, her fingertips were pruned from Buck’s cunt.
The absurdity of the comparison made Eddie smile.
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Caress Your Soul by moodlighting
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston
14 Jun 2025
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People didn’t…touch Henry.
He was a rule of etiquette, not to be breached. He was a mother of pearl caviar spoon, held aloft between two discerning fingers, a fussy little utensil with a set of rules so as not to impart any undesirable flavor upon the roe.
But Alex had never liked caviar, and he cared fuck all that Henry was a prince.
Or, four times Alex touched Henry.
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We asked twenty strangers to kiss for the first time...
Eyes on Eddie, Buck applied the barest suggestion of pressure to Eddie’s waist, inviting him closer. The remaining distance between them disappeared. Their fronts brushed, cotton shirts rasping together.
Buck heard Eddie inhale shakily. He watched his eyes fall shut. He could almost feel the flutter of Eddie’s eyelashes against his own cheek.
Buck licked his lips. His heartbeat hammered against his breastbone. He couldn’t let himself overthink this. He could make it good.
He let go of Eddie’s waist and raised his hand, fitting his palm to Eddie’s jaw. Thumb resting next to Eddie’s ear, his fingers cupped his head, disappearing into the short strands of his hair.
He tipped Eddie’s head back the smallest of fractions as he leaned in to meet him.
Dipping his head low, tilting it to the side, Buck parted his lips and pressed his mouth to Eddie’s.
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Lifetimes lived in love and peace.
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In late 2014, celebrity photos start dropping. Ilya deletes his texts, his photos, a video he should never have taken. It isn't soon enough.
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27 May 2026
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holding pattern by scenesoflovers
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
01 May 2026
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“What the fuck is this?”
Ilya picks up the device, letting the velvet lining fall away. He holds it between his fingers and turns it, the light glinting on the chrome. “Is a cock cage. For you.”
The words drop into the room hard. Shane’s heart flips, something in him tightening and then letting go, as if all the oxygen has been replaced by pure, electrified want.
“For me?” he says. He’s not sure he’s heard right, or maybe his brain refuses to catch up.
Ilya grins. “For you. You need this. And I need to know you’re thinking of me, even when I am gone.”
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Shane loses control and comes when he wasn't supposed to. Ilya locks his cock in a cage for a week. Torture ensues.
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24 May 2026
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Shane Hollander is a man who thrives on structure, routine, the solid ground of a ten-year plan. Ilya likes that about him, likes the embracing squeeze of having a life organized in tandem with Shane.
No one would call Ilya a man who thrives on structure. But it’s there, if not in his DNA then in the patterns of his brain. A call-and-response of: they do this, I do that.
When Ilya’s life is flayed open for the world to dissect, how will they push-and-pull their way back towards what was once a well-organized life?
“I thought we could go through the schedules and figure out what days we’ll be in the same cities this season, or when either of us have a couple of days off in a row. Maybe make a shared calendar, so we c—”
“A sex calendar? Your parents are arriving in thirty minutes, and you are proposing making a sex calendar?” Oh, this was delicious. He’d be able to eat out on this for years, if Shane was willing to give him that long.
“It’s not a sex calendar! It’s just … when we might be able to see each other,” he finished, already sounding defeated.
“And what are you planning on doing when we are seeing each other? Not fucking?”
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22 May 2026
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“I was thinking about the honeymoon phase thing.”
“Yes?” Ilya said.
“I think it’s different for us. I don’t want us to be all blissful and then only start fighting when we’re back to barely seeing each other. I think it’s good if we figure things out now, when we have the time. Whatever needs figuring out. So we have a solid foundation going into the season. Sort of like training camp.”
“So this means you will keep getting mad at me for things,” Ilya said.
Shane smiled, rolled his eyes. “Yeah, exactly,” he said.
“Good, I find it very hot,” Ilya said, and kissed him.An insecure over-thinker and a self-destructive thrill-seeker walk into a relationship.
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18 May 2026
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Shane’s fingertips lazily trace down the middle of his back, and then tap their way back up. Ilya wants to die here.
“If you could be any animal,” Shane asks, yawning in the middle of the sentence, “what animal would you be?”
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17 May 2026