C’mon, Show me you Love me by Beeonic
Summary: He was feeling things, non-platonic things, for one of his best friends. Slight panic began to settle in as he finally accepted his romantic thoughts for what they were. What the fuck did this mean? As far as he’d known, he’d been straight for the last 30-odd years of his life. And now here he was, cuddling his best friend, and realizing that so many moments from their friendship hadn’t exactly been very heterosexual. The gentleness, the excessive touching, the constant admiration – it was as if someone had just thrown a bucket of ice over him to wake him up, except the ice cubes were actually memories of him being super not-straight for Matt fucking Peake. [R]
[Tags: Funhaus, Fluff, Smut]
Summary: You’re acting like you’ve never kissed someone before, Adam mumbles, staring up at Bruce with half-lidded eyes, Come on, I won’t bite unless you ask me too. [R]
Summary: Exhale, breathe, he closes his eyes and concentrates on the weight of the leather around his throat, the warmth of a hand against the back of his neck, fingers carding through the short hairs at the back of his head–it’s good, he’s good and safe. [R]
[Tags: Funhaus, PWP, Smut]
Sorry this is so short, this is all I could find that is fairly recent/can’t recall seeing on the blog lately!