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“It means I own that shite little flat of yours, and the little shop you go to every morning to buy fags. I own the drugs you sell, and the money you earn, and that dirty little dogging spot you suck cock at once a week.” John’s tears broke free of their defences and fell heavily down his cheeks. A sob escaped him as a hand that told instantly of the death it had wrought stroked up his throat, and tightened. “And I own you, John MacTavish.”
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In search of a fresh start, John has just moved to a new city. This fateful decision leads to his being tangled in a spider’s web of corruption, with Death at its centre.
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01 Oct 2025
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John “Soap” MacTavish is frozen under the weight of a singular glowing golden eye. Its vertical pupil dilates and contracts and Soap swears he can feel the physical weight of a touch skimming over his body as it trails up and down him, assessing. The touch feels as if a singular sharp claw is being dragged over his skin, holding him in place with the silent threat of evisceration should he so much as breathe.
So he doesn’t breathe, he doesn’t move, he can’t even bring himself to look away from that eye as he’s studied; as his fate is decided by the sleek, inky black creature standing just a few feet in front of him.
Soap’s skin feels as if it’s burning under the weight of that stare, but he’s finally able to take a breath in. He lets it out through his nose slowly, quietly, and is careful not to move as he tries to convince his body he isn’t in danger.
But he isn’t convinced. . . isn’t even close, and as he’s able to finally tear his gaze away from the one eye that he can see, he becomes almost sure that he is in danger.
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08 Sep 2025
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It was mandatory for alphas to take an eight-week course with “practice omegas” to make sure they knew how to be in a proper relationship with their mates.
One was only allowed to mate after completing the course, yet even someone as uninterested in mating as Ghost had to take it, since mating was mandatory. If unmated at 30 years old, the government would assign you a mate.
After postponing it for four years under the excuse of his duties in the army, Ghost had no more excuses. Enter “Soap,” his assigned practice omega.
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07 Sep 2025
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It was good to stand there, being close again, sharing the same space. John‘s cheeks were red from the cold, the tip of his nose, too. No matter how beautiful the falling snow was in the English countryside, Ghost couldn‘t stop looking at John.
Despite wanting to trace his features, brush over the small drops of molten snow on his cheek, over his beard, he didn‘t. They were very much out in the open, their arms just covered by the railing of the tower.
I missed you, he wanted to say, but didn‘t.
The low baritone of Simon's voice reached him like a shot of whiskey burning its way into his belly, equal parts warm, comforting and intoxicating.
The words were soft, though, not a hint of cheek in them, and wasn't that curious.
He wanted to go to Simon, push himself into his big body like a little boy pulling a thick, familiar blanket over himself. Wanted to kiss him hello, but he stood there, unsure what kind of cover the dark gave them.
Missed you, he thought to say, but didn't.
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18 Aug 2025
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The primal, wolf part of his brain is howling with victory over finally having his mate in his arms. He has no plans of dropping that bomb anytime soon, but even a single night with Soap is enough. However long this lasts will have to be enough, and he’ll carry it with him for as long as he can. Even if they stay in touch, Soap will figure out the bizarre, wolfy claim that Ghost feels echoing in his mind every time they’re in the same room and go running for the hills.
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- Part 10 of Kinktober '23
- Part 2 of bad moon rising
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06 Aug 2025