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There’s a beat of supremely awkward silence.
"I've offended you,” Armand says. “My apologies. I crossed a line.”
Yeah, you fucking did.
“No, that’s – it’s fine. I’ll just need my accountant to crunch the numbers on that one, is all.”
Jesus H. Christ, Molloy, what are you doing, you absolute nutjob?
In which Daniel's best customer asks to meet in person.
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20 Nov 2025
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Dexter could feel Doakes' eyes burning into the back of his head. He wanted Dexter to know that he was watching him.
Dexter should kill him. He wanted to kill him.
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07 Jan 2025
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Touch Me, Hold Me, Tell Me by miss_belivet
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
06 Feb 2024
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Elain let out a pretty little moan and shifted on her knees, filling the air with the sweet scent of her arousal as she asked, her voice strangled by lust, ”What are you doing?”
The memory of furious violet eyes flashed through Azriel’s mind. Keep your hands off of my fucking princess.
Azriel snarled, tightening his grip on her hair. Pulling her head back to bare more of her neck to him, the elegant line of her collarbones and the subtle swell of her breasts where they disappeared into the thin, thin material of her sundress.
”I’m putting my hands on you.”
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After Rhys reiterates his orders from that wretched Solstice night, Azriel snaps, and Elain earns herself a new nickname.
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- Part 2 of A New Kiss (Every Time We Do This)
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16 Mar 2024
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I don't know how this doesn't have more Kudos, is so good
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Elain let out a ragged breath, tipping her head back to rest it against a firm shoulder. “What are you doing here? I thought we couldn’t—”
She cut herself off with a mortifying squeak as the fingers in her hair tugged, and the sensation shot straight to her core.
“You’re such a godsdamn tease,” came the low rasp in her ear a second later.
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Azriel and Elain do the dishes after a family dinner.
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- Part 1 of A New Kiss (Every Time We Do This)
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16 Mar 2024
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When Carl dreams, tucked beside Michonne against the sturdy trunk of an aged oak, his dad a sentinel keeping vigil, dark glittering eyes watchful and posture as alert as a wolf on the prowl, he does not dream of big clammy hands pinning him down forcefully, nor of the shattering weight accompanied by cold fear so absolute it sunk to the very marrow of his bones.
Instead, he dreams of his dad’s savage drawl, of guts spilling on dusty pebbly trails, of his dad’s lips against his forehead, the lingering feeling of the comforting kiss warming him with the heat of this unwavering impenetrable knowing: I’m his.
Or, an archive of snapshots and vignettes from Rick and Carl’s developing relationship.
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21 Jan 2024