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Sebastian wakes in the night with an urge only you can satisfy.
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“Seb,” you say, your voice all dry and rough from being woken up recently. He’s awake now. You can tell by how he is grinding more insistently against you. The thin layer of your cotton panties might as well not be there with how worked up he is getting. Already, he’s panting and choking on groans. You can even feel the wet spot on his boxers seeping through the fabric.“Mm,” he groans raspily against your neck. His breath is warm against your skin and sends a delightful shiver down your body.
“Seb,” you repeat with a severe lack of resolve. “It’s late.” His hips slow, now a weak rocking motion. You hear him swallow thickly.
“Please,” he mumbles against the sensitive skin of your neck. “I need it."
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23 Jun 2026
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After the latest phestival, Banhammer realizes that collars and him don't fare too well. Or do they?
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Medkit hooks a finger into the ring and tugs lightly once more. Banhammer lurches more than he should’ve with the sudden, overwhelming urge to follow the younger man.
“There. Akin to tightening a tie, no? I’m sure you’ll be able to fit it properly on your own, next time. It wouldn’t do to not commit to the piece fully.”
The words go through one ear and leave through the other as Banhammer’s attention is gripped by the taut collar around his neck, breathing coming out thin and weak, gaze trembling.
“What the hell did you just do?”
Medkit blinks down at him. Banhammer’s never felt so small in his life.
“I fixed your… collar.”
The way he says the word collar drags on like the word physically takes effort to say. And Banhammer simply sits there, staring up at Medkit like he just pulled the sun out of the sky, and very faintly, he can feel heat rushing to his ears. Crap.
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- Part 1 of Pitbull In The Fray Universe!
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08 Jun 2026
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A collection of short shipping oneshots. I attempted ones that aren’t just my favourites 🤯
So like all of these are so mid in my opinion i completely burnt myself out doing this and as i was trying to push the last few out i just got fed up. And now i never want to write fluff or romance again
and if i dont post much in february its because im tired
either that or im gonna push myself more because i havent written anything productive in forever
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- Part 5 of oneshots the good and the bad
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06 Jun 2026
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“He’ll have a water, thank you.” Says that rumbling voice, a voice that has talked to him for hours on end, offered comfort for hours on end, slowed the light-speed of his thinking mind for hours on end. The hand on Hyperlaser’s shoulder squeezes briefly, and the eyes of Katana’s mask slide his way, seeming to take him in.
Suddenly, Hyperlaser’s conscious of the faded bloodstains on his cuffs. Of the slackness of his tie and the wrinkles along his clothes. Of what could be smudges and debris and dust all over his mask.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Hyperlaser nods a greeting. “Katana.”
“Hello, Hyperlaser.” Katana murmurs after a few seconds of staring, the heaviness of his gaze leaving Hyperlaser as he looks at the array of bottles on the counter. A wave of shame, thick and choking, washes over Hyperlaser the longer Katana looks, and it feels like hours later that the bigger demon turns back to him with what can be a sympathetic tilt of his head.
He’s concerned.
No, he isn’t.
Is he worried then?
No. Not that either.
Then why does he stare like that—
“Hyperlaser.”
He pauses, bringing his lead-weight gaze back to Katana. “…Yes?”
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- Part 8 of Pitbull In The Fray Universe!
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03 Jun 2026
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“Stop talkin’ like—like that.” Hyperlaser’s voice lacks its usual conviction. Like all the power’s been sapped out of it, like it’s been whittled and worn until it had nothing more to give.
Katana pauses. His throat bobs as he swallows and feels how dry it is—his lips move slowly, without thinking when he is thinking all too much, “Like what?”
There’s that heavy breath again. It trembles on the exhale, afraid of what it will wreak.
Hyperlaser’s shoulders sink in defeat. His voice is but a whisper, yet it rasps all too loud in the raucous background noise of the bar—“…Like—“ he hesitates, growing ever quieter, “—like you love me.”
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or, Katana finds Hyperlaser at a bar. They are not what they used to be.
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- Part 2 of duvet
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03 Jun 2026

