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Kaoru has a bad habit. Kojiro is eager to help.
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Perk by Perk by whiskeyandspite for TDC_Designs
Fandoms: 녹색전상 | Under the Greenlight (Webcomic)
18 Jan 2022
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It wasn't like this was anything new. Brandon Lee had been dragging Jin into his office for this since they'd shaken on their deal; Jin got the opportunity to work construction from the ground up, got sponsorship to study architecture at a prestigious academy, and the chance for promotion through the company.
And Brandon Lee…
"Puppies don't stand on two legs," Brandon prompted.
Brandon Lee got a dog.
Jin marched in demanding Brandon give him a job, when he left St. Patrick's. So they made a deal.
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- Part 9 of Manhwa Fics
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Of course, that’s exactly when Soap walks in.
Soaked from the rain, chest rising and falling fast from the run, his shirt clinging to him in all the right places. He pauses in the doorway, eyes flicking from Price to Ghost, and then narrowing with suspicion.
“Why d’you look like that?” he asks, tone accusatory.
Ghost stares back, completely mute. He cannot—cannot—get his mouth to work.
Price chuckles, turning just enough to glance over his shoulder at Soap. “His brain’s just catching up with his dick.”
With a casual nod toward the couch, he adds, “Sit down, would you?”
Soap just stares—mouth slightly open, chest still heaving, frozen in place.
Price sighs, amused, and steps closer. The shift in his tone is unmistakable—low, commanding, almost coaxing. The way you’d speak to a dog you know will obey, eventually.
“Sit.”
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Or; Ghost and Soap share a longing for Price, and Price teaches them how to share.
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Canute had been poking at him all day — fingers to a bruise Thorfinn didn’t want to admit was there.
It started with the apple. He bit into it slowly, lips parting around the skin with this sharp little crunch that echoed in the quiet morning. Juice slid down his chin, and instead of wiping it right away, he caught it with his tongue — casual, unbothered. His eyes met Thorfinn’s over the rim of his cup, half-lidded, amused. The smugness in them was quiet, but it was there. Like he knew he was being watched.
“You’re very disciplined,” he’d said, voice soft like silk and sin. “Do you ever let go?”
Canute chased him with his hips, desperate to feel more, be filled deeper, fucked harder. He wasn’t just unraveling — he was offering himself up, body and soul, like this was some kind of holy communion and Thorfinn was the only god left.
“I love you,” he gasped before he could stop it. “I—ah! fucking love you—”
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Torn between exposing Hannibal for what he is and joining him, Will decides that the best option is to commit suicide.