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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)

TO SAY THAT NIA is capital FUCKED would be the understatement of the century. She is thoroughly, most definitely fucked.

Nia has surprised herself and surpassed herself with her thoughts. Her imaginations has gotten an upgrade. The last thing she wants.

Which is why Nia has found time to pray to the Goddess. Every morning before her day starts and every night before she goes to bed. She prays for the sanctity of mind, for the calmness of the body, for the serenity of the heart.

There has been no answer on all three fronts. Nia won't give up. She mustn't. To give up is defeat.

Once she throws down the towel, all bets will be off. Laws won't hold her. Common sense won't restrain her. She will be untamed.

At the very least, the Goddess should interfere and take the opportunity away. Grant Nia a mate. A fated mate, a bond will fix her, rearrange her priorities.

CAPITAL FUCKED