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He nuzzles against the exposed skin of his neck, inhaling the scent that clings to his suit jacket collar. It’s perfect.
“...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.
“What?”
“You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.
Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.
“You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”
OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas
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“Do you even realize,” he whispered, his voice low and uneven, “what you’re doing to me?”
You barely had a chance to respond before he closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours with a fervor that left no room for hesitation. The kiss was deeper, more desperate than before, as if he needed it, needed you, to steady the chaos inside him. His fingers tangled in your hair, holding you in place, making escape an impossibility—not that you wanted to.
“You don’t get it,” he rasped, his voice breaking as his grip on you tightened. “I'll never let you go. Not again. Not ever. Not after this.” His hand moved to your jaw, tilting your face up so you couldn’t look away. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Whatever it costs.”
(Or... a continuation of Caleb's limited 5 star memory: 'Painful Signal'.)
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the future always flinches first by thechaoscryptid
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
15 Sep 2024
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Sukuna leans against the wall outside, face lit only by the cherry of the cigarette he’s been nursing for the last few minutes. The shadows make the tattoos on his face warp and shimmer, as though they’re dancing across his skin in the cool December air. His jawline is a knife’s edge, his fingers strong and steady as they card through his sleep-mussed hair.
This is not the first morning Megumi has watched him go through this routine. Sukuna reappeared in the turbulence of his grandfather’s passing, settling in as the Itadori alpha like he’s been there all along. Like he hadn’t fucked off for four years without a word before coming back with tattoos and piercings and a worse temper than he had when he left.
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Lucy wakes up from the most thrilling wet dream she's ever had. In her delirium, she writes it down. But not in the book she thought. Natsu isn't going to be happy that she wrote smut in the book of E.N.D. Well, maybe he is.
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