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    Mydei stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the low evening light. He’d changed. Gone was his usual garb. He wore a simpler one now, in a creamy white chiton. And it was… wrong. A size too small, perhaps borrowed or chosen with malicious intent. The linen chiton strained across the broad expanse of his chest, pulled tight over his pectorals. The fabric was so thin, so taut, that the outlines of his nipples were blatantly visible, two peaked points against the cloth. The hem rode high on his powerful thighs. His face was flushed, his usually sharp eyes dark and unreadable. He looked like a vision of provocation. Fuck.

    His scent hit Phainon first—metallic, bloody, and of burning firewood.

    “You look pathetic,” Mydei stated, closing the door behind him. His voice lower than usual, his knuckles were white where he gripped the doorframe for a second.

    Phainon could only stare, his rut-muddled brain short-circuiting. Shame, desire, and overwhelming confusion made a slurry of his thoughts. “Wha… why…”

    “You offered. I’m here.”


    Phainon’s in rut, what’s better than asking Mydei to help a fellow alpha bro out.

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    Phainon was already reaching the chest Bartholos left behind when he heard Mydei's voice behind him.

    “Don’t touch it” the Kremnoan warned behind him. “The titankin of Trickery cannot be trusted.”

    Phainon glanced back with a mischievous tilt of his head. “And waste a free chest?”

    “That creature doesn’t give gifts.” Mydei gave him a disbelieving look. “Remember the last time it was ‘feeling generous?’ You turned into a chimera for a whole day.”

    But once he looked inside the chest, Phainon clapped a hand over his mouth, unable to hold back his laughter. “Oh, Kephale—he really did—” He doubled over, shoulders shaking, his elation uncontainable. “Give us a sex toy—!?”

    Or; Bartholos leaves an interesting gift behind, one that neither Phainon or Mydei expect, or realize the full effect of.

    Written fror Phaidei week 2025
    Day 5 NSFW: Sex toys ft. (semi)public sex.

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    After their game at the Winter Cup, Aomine can't stop thinking about a red-headed idiot with weird eyebrows and terrible eating habits.

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    13 Oct 2025

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    “‘Night, Tiger!”

    “Night!” Kagami called over his shoulder.

    “Good game, man!” one of his teammates hollered after him.

    “Thanks,” Kagami said, remembering at the last minute to add, “You too!”

    It wasn’t until he got home that he let his shoulders slump. Good game. He tossed his jacket across the back of the couch and wandered into the kitchen, looking for something in the fridge. What, he didn’t know.

    So he stood there with the fridge door open, looking for whatever he didn’t know he wanted.

    He stared, wanting something to eat or drink but not hungry or thirsty. Something, anything to make him feel less…empty.

     

    Good game.

     

    So why doesn’t it feel like it?

     

    His phone buzzed insistently in his pocket, startling him out of his stupor. For a split second, his heart was in his throat and he checked the screen a little too hopefully—Aomi—?

    Tatsuya.

     

    Playing in the NBA with one championship already under his belt, Kagami has everything he's ever wanted.
    Except for one thing.

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    There is a moment where he’s gathering the ball from the end of the latest point, where he turns around with it pressed between both hands and Kagami is standing there snickering, smug to the point of infuriating, only it doesn’t annoy Aomine near as much as it should.

    Aomine fell back in love with the game when he lost. He fell in love with the winner, too.

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    05 Oct 2025