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"GREAT! Just great! As if this could GET any better!" Zanka bites out, seething. Of course he's stuck here, injured, in a damp, dirty cell, and of course he's stuck here with fucking Jabber of all people.
Jabber whistles appreciatively, "Man, you're in a mood today. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" and cackles at his own joke. Zanka's gonna strangle him. He's gonna rip out those bars with his bare hands and use them to beat Jabber to death.
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Zanka is taken by some people who want to study givers. Jabber is there too. This somehow makes everything both better and so much worse.
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15 Jan 2026
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Thigh brushed against thigh, shoulders touching; every small shift and graze was growing impossible to ignore. Zanka subconsciously let his eyes trail down, hands tightening in front of him and pressing against Jabber’s chest as he wondered how it might feel if he were to place them instead against Jabber’s body. The warmth beneath his palms, the slope of the other's waist, and the thickness of his thighs. Fuck.
_Or: The Janka fic where they're both stuck in a tight space, get a little horny, and things get a little 'handsy'.
Bookmarked by TheGoonster
06 Jan 2026