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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)

WINTER HAS DRAGGED IN a pile of shit to his doorstep. A pile of shit with the face of a moustached squirrel, the body of an enlarged pot and the eyes of a sunken condescending addict.

Ambassador Pile of Shit hasn't aged a day. Alpha North compliments as they shake hands: his fake smile more of a gritted grimace as he welcomes the Ambassador.

Everyone is trying his patience. He checked his forehead in the mirror in case there is a fuck with Precious week messily scrawled on—there is none. Yet, everyone is hell bent on seeing his red eye.

They picked a terrible week to be utter assholes. The gift inside the shit gift wrapper is none other than the early arrival of the Pile of Shit. The runts stunts had been the tip of the iceberg.

Ambassador Pile of Shit on the other hand is the titanic.

A PILE OF SHIT AND A RIFLE