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Threat Level 21, genderless being. Resides in the RSA.

Very taken

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These are non-negotiable. And include a DNI

If you are not sure, ask:

You can request but I'm not very good at requests

Do not flirt (joking is fine) I'm very taken

I can not write a disability I do not have or understand,

I will not write. Underage, explicit noncon, zoo, copraphilia or the like, most fetishes.

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The library

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Sharing photos at the worst of times [x reader]

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Moth to a flame

Out running death

[the-entitie]

Thinking about lovers sharing a group chat,

Not the love triangle bullshit of "noo they can't find out about each other" but the-

Sharing photos at the most inappropriate times.

Starting as a joke, something small and dumb.

Just a picture of you shirtless one of them took, or sharing the lewds you each took. It was quicker this way. Everyone could see it, so there was no need to forward anything or have the risk of sharing it with the wrong person.

Until you were stuck in some or another meeting, it wasn't mandatory to attend, but you were practically threatened to stay by your higher up. When your phone silently buzzes in your pocket.

Welcoming the destraction and swiping on the message, not thinking much about who sent it. You practically choke when it loads on your screen.

It was your lovers. One tattooed hand holding the throat of your boyfriend, his eyes glazed over with lust and your other boyfriend looming over him, both equally naked. The next, this beautiful picture of your lovers pierced dick disappearing into the other. The same string of tattoos holding him in place with a firm grip. Then when they saw you were actually looking at it... well, they didn't stop at just two.

And that wasn't the last time.

But it was when you got involved.

Sharing quickies in a bathroom or nudes from earlier in the day. Even the more... intense things.

See, you quickly learned that your tattooed lover had a thing for being filmed. That his eyes would wonder to the camera just to roll back in his skull. Putting on even more of a show so he could proudly share just how good he made either of you feel later.

And fuck if it didn't work.