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So this happened. On The Proship Fanfic Site.
I responded nicely. Starting with “Thank you for attaching your name so I’ll be sure you’ll receive this response!”
It's so lonely on the moon
I hope that I can come home soon
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Triton's eyes dragged along the sight on the bed in front of him, drinking the pretty image in like a thirsty person drinks water in the Sahara. The young man on his bed was laid bare for him, completely at his mercy. Ropes slithered across his naked body, cutting into the muscled form.
"You look beautiful," Triton whispered, his deep voice caressing the bound boy like a gentle lover. The ropes that were curled around him ended at the headboard of the bed, anchoring him down to the pleasure of the King of Atlantis.
The currents teased the naked boy, causing goosebumps running through his body. It was a beautiful sight, something he could never get enough of.
"Triton," moaned his half-brother, his impatience showing in that one little word. Triton could see a bit of insecurity in his eyes, at being so vulnerable and exposed, restricted like he's never been before. They had sex before, lots, even before getting married, but somehow being restricted made everything different.
He stepped closer, hand stretched out, caressing the black hair that was so similar to his. "Ssssh, just relax. My pretty pearl."
Percy relaxed under his gentle touches. Well, at least as much as he could relax with his arms tied behind his back, intertwined with white ropes that were in stark contrast with his tanned skin.
He really was the Pearl of Atlantis.
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Morty should have known better. Ever since Rick came into his life with his adventures and unpredictable ideas, he was quite good at remembering to take his suppressants. It should have come like second nature to him-
Yet there he was, straddled in the middle of nowhere, Purple Alien Planet with his real grandfather, skin prickling with the sudden appearance of his heat.
He'd always been so careful, ever since he presented; as a small, weird boy, he was the prime target for bullies, and as an Omega, for aggressive Alphas who thought all Omegas wanted a knot in them. Then Rick crashed into their lives, bringing more chaos with him, but more adventures and opportunities too, but only if Morty could do the one thing that was non-negotiable: taking his suppressants.
Two months without Rick - without C-137 -, and he already fucked up. Not enough that his actual, biological grandfather appeared in his life to take him on even crazier and bloodier adventures, but he also fucked it up.
He fucked up everything.
Day 1: Cousins
antis and endos dni please
They did not tiptoe around the topic.
No, no, they ran around it, a twisted game of their own creation. To those around them, a sweet, innocent ongoing game of hide and seek. To Ellise and Lori, though, it was a lover’s game of cat and mouse.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Underage Relationships: Naruhodou Minuki | Trucy Wright/Odoroki Housuke | Apollo Justice Characters: Naruhodou Minuki | Trucy Wright, Odoroki Housuke | Apollo Justice Additional Tags: Fluff, Character Study, Half-Sibling Incest, short fic, Kissing <3, Family Reunion Summary:
Trucy Wright has a crush on Apollo, and she's not about to let something like a shared mother get in her way.