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KinkVanTober Week 2: Vampire
Vampirism, a disease Till had been infected with. Surprisingly, he doesn't suffer as much as he'd expected until one month the blood delivery decides to leave him out due to blood donations shortage. He's starving and irritated and when Ivan, annoying Ivan, approaches, it doesn't help his situation one bit. At least until he smells blood on the raven.
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if you love me right, then who knows;) by sleepingfairy
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
21 Dec 2025
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Ivan was being weird today. Not that he wasn’t weird normally but he’s been…off.
Ivan is the clingiest man Till knows but he’s not, for some reason.
He’s not touch deprived, he’s just Ivan deprived but for some reason, his boyfriend is being so distant!
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Ivan’s complaints of his sore body turned into a month long edging session.
And they both enjoyed it;)
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08 Jul 2026
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"Those guys are idiots."
Ivan blinks. Suddenly, Till's tone has shifted from fiery fury to a kind of mocking amusement. It piques his curiosity.
"Oh, really?" he inquires, leaning forward, this time with his knuckles under his chin. He hears Till let out a dry laugh.
"They locked us both up to produce," he spits out, and Iván doesn't need him to turn around to know the look of rage and disgust he must be making, "but we're both men. Don't you think they're idiots?"
Ivan blinks again.
Till is an idiot.
Or: the aliens decide to use them as producers.
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"Till?"
He can't answer her, not like this. He knows his voice will sound broken, and he's still not lucid enough to give an answer that doesn't sound like he's losing his tongue.
Did he really lock the door?
When he hears the handle move but the door doesn't open, Till feels he can breathe a sigh of relief.
Or: Till and Ivan find themselves in a less than ideal situation (trying to have sex at Till's house).
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Till and Ivan argue over who's going to bottom. They can't agree, so Ivan proposes a challenge: playing rock, paper, scissors to decide.
Written for Tiiv week, day 7 - cuntboy
“Till,” Ivan begins, even tempered and mature. He lays a placating hand on Till’s knee, and his fingertips dip into the rips in the fabric to rub at his bony joint. With an irritated huff, he whacks Ivan’s hand, but it doesn’t budge. “I merely suggested I top because you have a more difficult time achieving orgasm without penetration.” Till’s eye twitches. Ivan is implying he’s a slut, but he’s not even saying things that are wrong. “Your stamina is also rather lacking.”
Actually, Till doesn’t care if it’ll make his mom sad. He needs to kill Ivan, and their school can lose every football game for the rest of the year and be plunged into shame. He doesn’t care.
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- Part 6 of Tiiv Week 2025