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Of Unfulfilled Wishes And Kept Promises by tnywitch
Fandoms: 垂涎 | ABO Desire (TV 2025), 垂涎 | ABO Desire (TV 2025) RPF, 垂涎 - 弄简 | Desire - Nòng Jiǎn
28 Oct 2025
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If someone were to ask Gao Tu how they ended up in this situation – he really couldn't and didn't want to explain. All he knew at this moment was there were three pairs of hands on him, three different types of pheromones fogging his brain and three voices echoing through his mind.
Clothes were long discarded, Gao Tu was pushed backwards by the youngest of the four.
“Secretary Hua–” he gasped as his back hit Wenlang's bare chest, the alpha didn't wait one second to claim the pathetically throbbing gland for himself. His bite loosened but his eyes were still fixated on the other s-tier alpha in the room whose eyes were inspecting his omega a little bit too much for his taste.
“You like him, baobei?” Huayong smiled softly at his alpha, wrapping his arms around his waist as if he didn't just sprawl the panting omega out on the bed for them.
Or: they fuck <3
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28 Oct 2025
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Gao Tu discovers that Secretary Hua hasn’t been getting paid. Convinced he’s defending a mistreated omega’s rights, Gao Tu takes matters into his own hands.
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07 Oct 2025
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Sayuri isn't a teenage sacrificial bride, and neither she nor the brothers expected the effects they would have on one another.
Please heed the tags for dark themes, violence, and sexual content. This story deals with complex psychological trauma and is not intended for anyone underage. 18+ only please.
Also, you don't have to be familiar with the series to read this fic.
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17 Jul 2025
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High up in the mountains of Philos, there are little to no sources of warmth.
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12 Jul 2025
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Sylus begins to act strange and you think he may have caught some sort of illness. He's strangely warm, irritable and eating more. However this "illness" turns out to be more intense than you could have ever imagined...
"You're wrong," he murmurs, voice husky and edged with something raw. "You’re fertile. I can smell it on you."
You freeze.
His lips ghost just beneath your ear as he continues, tone smooth and reverent. "Your scent is different now—sweet, ripe, like fruit at the peak of bloom. The warmth of your skin, the rhythm of your pulse...your body sings to mine in ways you cannot hear. But I do."
His hand tightens at your waist, possessive, anchoring you to him like you might drift away otherwise. The heat in his eyes is no longer just desire—it is intention, it is instinct honed over centuries, it is him answering a call your body didn’t even know it had made.
"You're ready. Now," he growls, the final word laced with a quiet sort of reverence, as if he were speaking a truth ordained by something far older than either of you.
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09 Jul 2025