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“Suguruuu why is your door locked…” Satoru just fucking teleports into his room. And honestly it takes both of them a second to process it, Satoru just stares at him, he stares at Satoru. Satoru’s mouth is agape. Suguru feels paralyzed. “Oh.” *** In which Satoru has the worst possible timing for a visit and Suguru gets caught in a compromising position.
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Own Your Boss
Own Your Boss
Beaufort grinned, scratching his beard. God, he must work out. With every stretch of his body as he righted himself and placed his hands on his hips, Dan's eyes flitted between his arms and his chest, seeing his button-up shirt straining against his skin. He said some sort of goodbye to Dan and walked off, a real treat for him, since his eyes locked onto his ass, which too seemed to be entirely too big for his clothing. A lot of Dan's time in the office once he finished his work was spent fantasizing. It was easy to stare at a computer screen and type garbage for a while. Not all of his fantasies revolved around Mr. Beaufort, but he was the nearest and most readily accessible in his mind to sexualize. He didn't think he had any actual affection for the guy, he found him entirely annoying, which only made him hotter. --- Daniel Tucker hates his job for a wide range of reasons. Could be the hours, the exhaustion or the burn out, but one of the more prevalent reasons is his boss. His incredibly annoying, objectively kind of an asshole, but incredibly hot boss.
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When's The Next Time?
When's The Next Time?
At first, Aphelios had just wanted information. And Sett was willing to give that in return for a fight in The Pit. And after he got what he wanted, Sett assumed that was it. But then Aphelios returned. And very quickly, they fell into a routine. A pattern of Sett waiting and Aphelios returning. And at first, it had just been a physical release. But Sett was only a man. A man with a heart that loved far too easily.
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Impulse
Impulse
Without bothering to grab his shirt, he dashed out of the room, only to remember he was in the crappy hotel of Lucifer's fucking brat. If he were to walk out further into the hall, anyone could see the messy state he was in, not to mention the plethora of hickeys that probably littered his neck. Lucifer had sharp fucking teeth. He shuddered, recalling how it felt to have Lucifer's teeth graze his neck, easily finding his weak spot and latching onto it, sucking a mark into it before biting down‐ fuck, he was not about to get a boner in the middle of the hall. He had to get out of here. -OR, Adam wakes up after a hook-up with Lucifer and attempts to deny the inner gay allegations, only to go back and do it again
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