Yuratchka
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Kaveh knows all too well that Alhaitham is woven into his history, his everyday routine, residing in his space, all five of his senses, but not until now had he allowed Alhaitham to witness him coming undone.
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Or; Kaveh and Alhaitham enter an arrangement to help relieve one another sexually when it so calls for it.
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11 Jun 2026
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Delicious tension and slow burn Kavetham
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Lance is an omega cresting over his mid-forties, who works in one of the best Rut Companion Programs where post-heat omegas help alphas through their ruts. Which is how Lance comes to meet a young, tender hearted alpha by the name of Keith.
Lance knows what to expect out of the job, and how to be one of the very best.
What he doesn’t know how to expect is that even though he shouldn’t be able to get pregnant anymore, or put off pheromones, somehow the alpha can detect them, and fill him up with pups.
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- Part 1 of The Rut Companion
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The Akademiya has many rules. One of them dictates the constant use of cycle suppressants—and also when everyone goes off their use. The result is a huge break as all students and scholars both rush to find a partner to spend the season with and, for Kaveh, it means headache... And many changes.
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Keith was settling into the idea of never finding love, and just living his life as a single almost forty year old alpha.
Then a perky and young omega crashed into his life and refused to do anything but try to get Keith to say yes to an official date.
Now Keith is fighting his instincts and desires to do what is right. Which is telling the cute young omega no.
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- Part 2 of Reinvigorated by Lust and Love
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12 May 2026
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AGE GAP ABO KLANCE A H
DONE OMG
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"Is that an accusation, Grand Scribe?" Kaveh breathed, a breathless, wicked little tilt returning to the corner of his mouth. "Because from where I'm sitting, you're the one who put your glass in my space."
"A gesture of hospitality," Alhaitham murmured. His thumb gave a slow, deliberate rub against the sensitive skin of Kaveh's inner wrist, right over the frantic fluttering of his pulse. "Though I suppose you've always been prone to misinterpreting my intentions."
"Then make them clear." Kaveh’s voice was barely a whisper now, thick with a sudden, intoxicating heat. He tilted his chin up, a subtle, devastating invitation. "Stop being so damn clinical and just say it."
Alhaitham didn’t say a word. He didn't need to.