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    “You’ve had your fun.” Sukuna took a single step forward, sultry gaze honed in on Megumi, who seemed utterly lost as to what was happening, “Now it’s time for me to have mine.”

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    Wherein Sukuna doesn’t rip Itadori’s heart out thanks to a certain distraction named Megumi Fushiguro. He does something a little, well, different.

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    21 Feb 2021

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    “You’d like us to be intimate then?” Geralt inquired earnestly. Jaskier nearly choked on his spit.

    “We’re married, aren’t we?”

    “Plenty of married couples would rather clean gutters than see each other bare. And you have that tavern girl of yours, from the village-- hush, that’s not an admonishment. I just assumed you’d been… put up for auction, when a groom was requested in the place of a bride. That you had no earnest, physical interest in men. Or if you did, that I was out of your age bracket. Which is acceptable. I have less than no interest in traumatizing you, or anyone, with my attentions.”

    It was beginning to sink in for Jaskier that maybe, just maybe, he had in fact been joined in holy matrimony with a perfectly lovely man.

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    07 Jul 2020

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    No one ever told you how hard it was to be sexy during a Washington winter, especially not Fifty Shades of Grey, which Lance often felt like the star of. And, all right, in all fairness, Keith wasn’t Christian Grey levels of wealthy, and he didn’t have any secret sex rooms, and Lance was not with him because he’d signed his ass over to a repressed BDSM god.

    Don’t get Lance wrong. Keith was definitely a repressed rich boy. It was just that he was Mr. Grey’s inverse: the type of repressed rich boy you had to beg to spank you and even then there was no telling if he’d have to leave the room afterwards because he felt so torn up with guilt at having to hurt you. Which he didn’t. Or, well, he did, but Lance liked it. Enough to ask for it, anyway.

    And was that honestly so crazy?

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