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Phainon takes Mydeimos to the bath house again, and the Crowned Prince chooses to be stubborn.
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“I am here for you, Father Varka," Flins says without looking back. “Supposedly you have never been successfully seduced by any demon who has been sent your way. Apparently you have a terrible habit of exercising them instead. Unfortunately, the Principles of Perdition cannot let this reputation continue."
The Principles of Perdition have broken every mortal they’ve ever set their sights on, but Father Varka is the only exception. Faced with the appearance of one of the Seven Hells of Teyvat, his resolve is put to the test.
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The warmth beneath his skin has become unbearable now, and it isn't a simple heat.
It's desire.
Across the room, Varka watches him carefully.
“Do not,” Flins says quietly, “look at me like that.”
Varka’s brow furrows faintly. “Like what?”
“Like you want to devour me whole.”When Varka and Flins become trapped within the Post-Apocalyptic Elysium bunker beneath Nod-Krai, the distance they’ve carefully maintained for years finally begins to collapse.
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“Your hands… they stay where they are.”
“Hm.”
“And you will only touch me where, and when I permit it.”
Varka swallows thickly. “You’re making that difficult, you know.”
“That is the intention. It is called punishment for a reason.”While out for a round of drinks in the Flagship, Varka makes Flins jealous, only to be punished for it later.
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Pantalone glances towards the thick wooden doors that lead to his bedroom, and imagines Dottore above him, those gloved hands around his throat as they fuck each other senseless. Maybe he would get to see beyond that mask, finally.
Tsaritsa, it was a tempting decision. It really was.
But he’s so afraid of regretting it. What if he wakes up tomorrow, and it was the wrong thing to do? What if Dottore holds it over his head, blackmailing him into doing whatever he wants him to?
What if he finds out that he likes it a lot more than he thought he should?
Or, in which a war is coming, a bet is made to destroy the Heavens, and the Regrator finds that his frozen heart might not be so frozen after all.
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22 Jul 2026
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A Tomorrow Without Tears by littlerosebud
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
25 Jul 2026
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Chris keeps throwing subtle glances towards Leon as they advance through the dark tunnels only illuminated by their flashlights.
Something is wrong with Leon. Chris just knows it.
The way he had pulled away from Chris as if he’d been burned, the paleness of his face and the sheer fear he’d read in his eyes when he’d shone the light on his face…
Even now, Leon’s stance is rigid, the tension in his shoulders visible as is the tightness of his grip around his handgun.
More strangely, there’s also a scent following in Leon’s wake. There shouldn't be one since Leon is a beta.
It confuses Chris. He doesn’t know what to make of it all.
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Leon's true nature as an omega has been skillfully hidden since his recruitment in USSTRATCOM, at least until his heat suppressants fail him in the middle of an op. He's now stuck in the middle of nowhere with danger lurking in every corner, about to experience his first heat in eight years in the company of Chris Redfield, an alpha as luck would have it...
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22 May 2026

