Dark_Scholars

“Have you ever wished that a truck would hit you and you would transmigrate into a world filled with swords and magic? Perhaps you wished that you would be a hero, defeating the villains, protecting the land, and receiving all sorts of admiration and love from the people. I would give you one piece of advice. Perish that thought.” -Ravi West

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Ravi West was a hero of indisputable esteem. As a Sentinel, he traveled the Realms, killing villains and saving entire civilizations. His job was everything to him. Until Luxor. 

Luxor changed everything. Luxor changed him. Ravi was done. The tiredness etched into his bones. He laid down his mantle and vanished.

He chose the most boring planet in his memory for his retirement, except this Earth was not like the one he remembered-  Nests, monsters, superheroes, and villains filled the streets but that was not his business. He has a plan, a quiet, uncaring life filled with wine, food, and books.

But the New Captain at the Bureau seemed to enjoy shattering all his carefully laid plans. He was the most annoying person Ravi had ever met, blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and a sunny smile, the righteous Arlen Sinclair constantly got involved in cases much bigger than him, dragging Ravi along into his Shenanigans.


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Grumpy, Cynic Shou who doesn't care if the world burns× Golden Retriever, Righteous Gong who is the first to bring the bucket to save the burning world.

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I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

"You are so beautiful!" Arlen said as he gradually increased the speed of his thrust until he built a steady rhythm. Strands of Ravi's black hair stuck on his forehead as Arlen ramped up his speed.

He adjusted his angle, aiming for his prostate and causing Ravi's body to convulse beneath him. Every hit to his prostate was sending a warning flare to his system that it was overloading. The shudders of pleasure wracked through him, traveling from the inside out, his legs shook as Arlen's hips snapped against his ass, the movements making his head swirl.

The scent of sweat, vanilla, amber drugged his senses and he breathed it in memorizing the sting of Arlen's nails, the slap of their skin, and the way his grip made him feel like he was completely and utterly his.

Ravi keened with the unbearable pleasure of his thrust, his entire body responding with quivers so deep that he felt them vibrating in his gut.

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