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"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha."

"So?"

"So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spats, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato.

"Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades.

Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple.

And when a whimper fell from the Alpha's lips, he growled and bit his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison.

"Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy."


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WARNING: mature scenes between two (consenting) men
light kink & submission
if a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter)



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Making The Alpha Submit  (BL)

"I'm sorry, you want me to falsify their sickness?"

"Not falsify. Exaggerate. It's not like they're completely healthy children."

"Alpha North, I understand the... predicament we're in but even you has to be aware of the ethics involved?" the Doc crossed her arms and shook her head. "I'm sorry but I can not in good conscience and as a doctor will be involved in this ethical dishonesty."

"I understand your misgivings, of course I do. But we don't have a choice—"

"That's a complete bullshitting way of saying we have to bow to those humans wishes!"

"Lower your voice, please," a pinch to his nose, Alpha North is determined not to get his or her hackles rise. "We have no choice. I don't have to give you a history lesson on the devastation humans have caused us for centuries.

FALSIFY