dry humping

AKA the early-fandom Ladynoir puberty fic that spiraled waaaaay out of proportion.

Lena is a Fortune 500 CEO focused on making her company a force for good. Kara is an up and coming soccer star preparing for the World Cup. When they meet on a flight the attraction is instant, but due to a bad relationship Kara has a strict 'no-alphas' dating policy. They try to be friends but their attraction is too strong to be denied, leading to many inconvenient and graphic sexual encounters while they work through their issues. Kara realizes Lena is a very different type of alpha, but will she be able to overcome her history? Will Lena conquer her family's evil schemes? Eventually they learn that when they work together, nothing can keep them apart.

packs merge all the time. it's survival. jimin knows that, but what he's not prepared for is the attention he's getting from a certain jeon jeongguk, the alpha's son.

The Winchesters now have a dog named Rusty, and one time Dean is home alone and in a compromising position Rusty takes gleeful advantage of that...

A month before Penelope's presentation to the Queen, she and Colin share a vulnerable moment that leads to a brilliant idea. He is determined to see this idea through, despite Penelope's reservations.

Yuuji, like any teenager, thought himself to be invincible. Allowing his curiosity to get the best of him, he stumbled across something that would forever alter the trajectory of his life. Yuuji had a target painted on his back from there on out, unable to shake the attention of the wicked alpha whose eye he caught. Little did he know just how eager Ryomen Sukuna was to corrupt him.

Only one precious week of winter break left! Incurably cold big brother, Gael (16), and inextinguishably warm kid sister, Camila (12), decide to spend it playing video games together in his room. UPDATE (2/11): I have added a new chapter today after a 10-day break, as a gesture of goodwill to fans of this bizarro plotline. You will all be happy to hear I don't feel done telling this version of events. But I must also confess I'm not sure I'm able to put the energy into this project that it deserves. I don't want to let the quality drop off, so my plan is only to come back when I have ideas worth coming back to, rather than to force this (extremely challenging!) plotline along in service to some imaginary deadline I've set for myself. Hope you all can understand. Meanwhile, my focus will continue chiefly to be on the Revised version, which has the lion's share of my attention, and which I hope to conclude in due course. *** NOTE: This telling diverges from revision after Chapter 6. I will not spoil how. You are welcome to read either version and choose whichever suits you better. Thank for all the kudos, comments, and bookmarks in the meantime.

The dying light catches the hair on Buck’s stomach, glinting where it smatters across the firm, broad planes of his belly—Eddie resolutely does not pay heed to his monkey brain’s kneejerk response of bite—crowding thick and snaking down into the waistband of his shorts. Eddie’s not going to pass out, he’s going to die. “Eds,” Buck grins, catching sight of him. “Ready to get your ass handed to you?” He scoops up the basketball resting on the bench, letting it twirl effortlessly on a fingertip. Eddie is not going to pass out or die, God doesn’t love him enough for either of those things, Eddie is going to chub into the world’s least concealable boner in these baggy-ass shorts that won’t hide shit and then he’s going to have to ask Chim’s friends to mercy-kill him. or, buck's good at basketball, eddie's trying really hard not to commit an act of public indecency about it, and maybe, just maybe, a slightly bloody beachside pick-up game can be the start of something new

Hermione Granger decides to play a game of Veritaserum on Valentine's night with her two boyfriends, Draco and Theo… and Mattheo Riddle.

you've wound up as Miguel O'Hara's assistant and it's been your personal purgatory. From work partners, to boss and employee, you weren’t quite sure when the switch was made. He's rude, impatient, ridiculously arrogant and you despise the air he breathes and every atom of space he occupies. People worship the ground he walks on, but you've only seen him at his ugliest. Demand after demand, task after task, your resentment for the man grows until you reach your breaking point. Now, you’re free from working under him but at what cost? But he’s back and needs your help. And what he’s offering for your help isn’t so easy to pass up

Izzy was a man (baby) on a mission, though. He couldn't let himself be distracted by beautiful things, not today. He took in a deep breath and started to work. The latches were tricky to undo from the inside of the crib. Izzy, however, had been preparing himself for this moment for days. One coloring pencil here (I don't like the way crayons feel in my hands, Papa!), one rubber band there (My match the memory cards can't get messy, Papa, I'll lose them!) and Izzy was ready. Through trial and error, he managed to reach around the bars and loop the rubber band on the latch on one side, then on the other. He was such a sneaky little boy. *** Izzy is being naughty, even though he is in fact trying to be good. Papa won't be pleased.

Laundry day in the dorms ends up getting delayed. Izuku, with no other choice, ends up wearing one of the tank tops stuffed deep in his closet. Katsuki, deliriously, wants Izuku stuffed deep into him. What—? Or, Izuku wears a tank top, and Katsuki proceeds to thirst. Heavily.

Without bothering to grab his shirt, he dashed out of the room, only to remember he was in the crappy hotel of Lucifer's fucking brat. If he were to walk out further into the hall, anyone could see the messy state he was in, not to mention the plethora of hickeys that probably littered his neck. Lucifer had sharp fucking teeth. He shuddered, recalling how it felt to have Lucifer's teeth graze his neck, easily finding his weak spot and latching onto it, sucking a mark into it before biting down‐ fuck, he was not about to get a boner in the middle of the hall. He had to get out of here. -OR, Adam wakes up after a hook-up with Lucifer and attempts to deny the inner gay allegations, only to go back and do it again

As the King of Iron Fist Tournament rages on, with the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Jin Kazama finds himself being held back by his inner demons. Luckily for him, a mysterious encounter may give him the answer to his problems.

What if Floyd had finally reached his breaking point? Taking the first opportunity he gets, Floyd takes matters into his own hands and forcefully turns the twins into trolls, but only has pure intentions towards one of them.

Basically a chronological one shot/smut book which goes through my own interpretation/headcannons about William and Henry’s relationship. The first two chapters are a repost since I decided this series would make more sense as a chaptered fic :3