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Oscar's hands twitched at his sides, fingers curling and uncurling with barely restrained hunger. Every nerve ending in his body was screaming at him to touch, to claim, to mark. His Alpha brain was an echo of possessive demands: Mine. Mine. MINE.
Lando is so pretty, smells so good and Oscar is losing his goddamn mind—he is nearing his rut.
