jutdaelover
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The younger returns with various flavours of chapstick: cherry, strawberry, watermelon, pineapple, and even mint.
"So... you want to do this?", Minho questions skeptically (though he knows he'll say yes).
"Only if you're comfortable with it, hyung.", the other answers.
"... Fine."
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Changbin woke up to an empty spot next to him, just like every day. Though he doesn't absolutely need someone sleeping by his side, it would be nice if he had some company, even if they didn't sleep next to each other. Well, whoever it was, yeah.
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Seo Changbin's feeling a little lonely these days, and he doesn't know why he is, how it happened, and when it began. All he knows is he's trying to find a cure.
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fresh poem just for mon premier supporter
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3 men who are confusedly gay as heyll and are slowly finding about one another's feeings
[spiderman pointing at each other meme]
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anotha one 😓
posting all my old poems because i finally have somewhere to keep em ig?
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Their lips clash again, lost in the heady embrace of tongue wrapped around tongue. It was a slow sensual dance of their bodies, and it sets the pace for what’s to come. Years together, the possibilities of their future endless. A slow dance at their wedding. Tears of joy when their first litter of pups are born. Holding each other’s hands when they’re old and gray. In this space, on Changbin’s broken bed, they were creating the foundation of their relationship, built upon trust and a blossoming love that was to come.
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01 Jan 2026
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"Good boy," Jisung praises with a rumble, patting his head.
Those words wrap around him like a silk; one he's worn a hundred times. It unlocks eagerness, urges. Minho whimpers, keeping his eyes on Jisung's. He doesn't speak, he's said what he's needed to, what's required of him.
The Alpha's long fingers trace his bottom lip, Minho lets his jaw go slack, allowing himself to be open for whatever his Alpha wants. Jisung's eyes follow wherever his finger goes, "You always know what I need, don't you, baby?"
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After a bar fight, Minho reminds Jisung where home is.
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"What a greedy whore." He mumbled, caressing Minho's cheek with his clean hand. "My greedy whore." This sentence came out as a growl, making Minho's whole body shake.
"Jisung, please... I'm ready, please fuck me." There wasn't any different thought than 'Jisung inside, Jisung breeding...' in Minho's head.
He was a literal definition of cock-starved and cock-dumb at the moment and honestly, Jisung loved it a little too much. If someone asked him what was his favorite thing about Minho, he would literally say that it's Minho begging. Begging for his cock, to be specific.
In short terms, Minho being a late bloomer and going into his first heat at the age of 25, begging for omega Jisung to fuck him and reverse bitching him in the process.
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27 Dec 2025
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“I want you to show me who I belong to. Fuck, want you to claim me in every possible way.”
The polite, put-together man that was at the exhibition was nowhere to be seen, replaced by the fucking bitch at his feet.
Jisung smirked to himself. It took almost nothing to get Minho this submissive.
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Jisung couldn’t stand it when someone touched what belonged to him.
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26 Dec 2025
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