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“You had- let me get this straight, a one-night stand with a Lord Ravager,” Castorice repeated, bafflement coating her tone. “You slept with a Lord Ravager. You were in his bed.”
“Please stop saying it like that,” Mydei sighed deeply through his nose, trying not to let panic overwhelm him. “It wasn’t anything serious- it was just a quick fuck. Months ago.”
“Mydeimos, he’s out there looking for you. Clearly, he didn’t see it as just a quick fuck. Oh my Aeons. Why did you sleep with an Emanator of Destruction?”
“Oh, I just wanted to try something new,” he said, staring at her in disbelief. “Obviously, I didn’t know that’s what he was!”
“How did you not know?!” She shrieked.
Or, Mydeimos, Galaxy Ranger, accidentally sleeps with one of Nanook’s Lord Ravagers. Now he won’t leave him alone.
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05 Jun 2026
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Blade stands in the data bank, with his tight pants pulled down enough to expose a thatch of dark blue hair and the base of his cock.
Dan Heng blinks. Not his cock, his —
“Your abomination of Abundance,” Blade says dryly.
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05 Jun 2026
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Después del incidente del rayo el cielo está cuidado sus siguientes pasos, para evitar que se repita el suceso, el consejo de la primera jerarquía angelical, apoyados por Abel y Lute, exigen la cabeza del pecador que se atrevió a alzar su arma contra la divinidad.
Vox acepta su destino sin inmutarse.
Alastor no está seguro de saber como se siente.
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03 Jun 2026
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Vox oftentimes hypnotizes himself out of loving Alastor. What happens when, during an ill-timed self-hypnosis session, Alastor finds out and wants to rectify the mistake that Vox is so obviously making?
Or: Alastor takes advantage of and atticwifes Vox
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18 Apr 2026
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And then came the voice.
It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest.
"Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it."
The effect was immediate.
Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving.
Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn.
"Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."
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15 Apr 2026