6 Works by timeaeus
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This is almost too easy.
Despite being able to feel every tiny shift when you walk and occasionally worrying the damn thing is going to slip right out if you stand for too long, you’re not feeling particularly bothered. Granted, the vibrator inside you has yet to be turned on, but you were a little concerned that just knowing it was there would be enough to work you up.
Actually, this whole setup is so cliché it makes you wonder if you should be reconsidering your life choices.
(Or, Dirk Strider thinks he's hot shit and gets his ass fucking handed to him.)
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At first glance, you don’t think anyone would say John looks otherworldly or all that powerful (okay, ignoring his hammer-toned arms and jackpot genes that take your breath away). You know better; you’ve seen the elements do this kid’s bidding. It’s still a little weird that you have nearly infinite superpower energy game bullshit nicely contained within a totally smokin’ babe sitting on your lap.
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You tried to tell him a million times, but you could never get the words out of your throat.
Regret, regret, regret.
You have to go back, fix things. You can't live with this.
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He’s fuckin’ Adonis.
You want his mouth at your throat, strong arms on either side of you. You want to tangle your limbs together until you can’t tell where he ends and you begin. You want to feel his pulse erratic and make him squirm, you want him to steal the rest of your breath away.
You wanna fuck him so badly.
aka dirk is rly gay and wants that Sweet D
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He’s insufferably aloof, acting like you don’t exist even when you’re forced to give up half your room for him. What is he, your billionth (fifth) cousin?
This can't possibly go /that/ badly, although falling for your pseudo-twin was probably a bad idea.
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Half an hour ago, his lips first graced your knuckles. His breath was hot but even, gentle on your skin. Now, his spine arcs under your touch, shoulders tight and hips writhing and hands white in the sheets. He’s beautiful.