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    “Daniel, are you still there? Is everything alright?” Louis sounded very worried now.
    “Yeah I’m fine. It’s Armand…something is wrong with him.”
    “Many things are wrong with him, my friend.”
    Even if his friend tried to he couldn’t keep the malice oozing out of his thoughts straight into Daniel's brain.

    “He started talking to me in Italian. I don’t think he knows where he is right now, or who I am. He thinks I’m his new owner.”
    There was a pause and for a moment he believed that his friend had cut the connection and abandoned him.

    “Oh… that means you’ve met Amadeo.”

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    Armand lets out a sob, scrubbing a rough hand across his face. His nose is stinging from snot, his throat raw from coughing. Pretty when you cry, that's what the men tell him. He doesn't feel pretty now; he sways like a drunk, struggling not to collapse. At his side, his outstretched hand trembles, fragile with need.
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    In the wake of his and Louis's argument, Armand reconnects with some bad habits.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    Armand does not sleep often, but when he does all his senses collapse and he truly, fully relax, unable to resist the exhaustion.
    He wakes up in the middle of the day, feeling small and wet. Ashamed, scared, he finds the strength to go wake up Daniel. Comfort ensues.
    Armand regresses, wets his bed, seeks and finds comfort.

    This is a fic I wrote solely for myself after finding that there was barely any Devil's Minion age regression fics. I think Armand would age regress.
    This is NOT an Age play fic, this is a complete different thing, I'd be glad to tell you about it so feel free to ask, but this is purely non-sexual, I insist.
    The bed-wetting part is not extent describe but central, be warned.

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    17 Apr 2026

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    He’s going to do this, isn’t he? Daniel hasn’t fucked around in years, but it’s also been a long fucking time since Daniel’s had anyone proposition him, let alone a guy who looks like that. Or at least that’s what Daniel thinks the kid is doing. Maybe he’s not. Maybe Daniel is delusional—or drunk—and he’s totally gotten the wrong end of the stick. He throws back the last of his beer and puts the glass down.

    “Look, kid—and feel free to slap me across the face if I’m completely barking up the wrong tree here—but it kinda feels like you’re coming on to me,” he says, bluntly.

    May as well rip the band-aid off. Worst-case scenario, he gets a slap in the face. Best case scenario, he makes it with… a student… who’s got to be more than half his age. Fuck.

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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