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At this point in time, you must be wondering why Hoseok takes such good notice of Yoongi. Why he can tell, even by the slightest dip in the air, that Yoongi has changed moods, is displeased, pleased — how he knows how he works.
It’s very simple and very complicated at the same time.
You see, Jung Hoseok is in love, and that’s that.
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20 Jul 2026
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“You have a big knot here, hyung, did you sleep funny last night?”
“Yeah?” Yoongi asks lightly, bringing a hand up to feel where Taehyung is indicating. He keeps his expression neutral as he recalls the harsh angle his head had been held at while Hoseok fucked him into the couch the night before. “Yeah, I guess I must have,” he lilts, a half smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
The tone of his reply might be incriminating if it weren’t Taehyung (sweet, oblivious Taehyung) he was misleading.
--In which Hoseok feels bad about hurting Yoongi and overcompensates by trying to be gentle. Yoongi might just kill him for it.
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20 Jul 2026
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Their new place doesn't feel like home to Phatsa, but he does what he can to make it that way. Nakhun helps.
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16 Jul 2026
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After getting lost in the forest, Lucian is caught accidentally trespassing on another man's property. Luckily, there's a way to make it up to him...
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Inexplicably, Lucian felt his cheeks starting to warm. “Please, let me go.”
The corner of the man’s mouth quirked up into a smirk, and his eyebrows lifted every so subtly. “Oh, you want me to let you go, do you?” It came out raspy, sultry, eliciting a pathetic throb from Lucian’s cunt as those words made his heart skip a beat.
He felt himself swell as he croaked, “I’ll do anything.”
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04 Jul 2026
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"Smells delightful in here," I stated, inviting myself into twelve year old Henrys bedroom.
Henry's curious blue eyes looked up from the floor, his round balls glowing pink like some kind of exotic fruit. He made no attempt to cover himself, his slippery cum pooling inside his innie belly button, his chest rising and falling. The room was filled with the unmistakable musk of his pre-adolescent lust, the evidence clinging to his fair skin like morning dew. Puberty hadn't found him yet, but in the solace of his own bedroom, I often found him like this, the pleasantness of what his young boy cock could offer, his cheeks pink with pride, knowing I appreciated such things about him.