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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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Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb

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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)

SNOW WILL COME LATE this year. The signs of winter are here. Trees are dying, the days are shorter, the air is dry and the temperature is beyond freezing, perfect for them. Yet. Snow is late.

Alpha North can taste it on his tongue, feel it on his skin: it tingles in his ears, whispers on his nape and when he wakes, the weather lies about the elusive snow biding its time.

The first winter without Cam, his only family. He wonders if Cam looks up at the same sky, kiss his teeth and regret what he has done. Maybe like the snow, he's biding his time to come home. To watch the first snow of the year with Precious.

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