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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.

Kinktober 2020 (Except I'm not really following any guidelines.) Izuku is hit by a strange kink-centered quirk. Bakugou offers to assist him with his explorations. A cohesive plot based kinktober fic. Kinks listed in chapter titles, tags will update with each chapter.*Story and editing complete!*

“Suck it”Jeongguk stared at the man before him. “What?”“Suck the gun”“I can’t-““Suck the gun or your brain will be sucking the bullet” Jeongguk gets kidnapped by the biggest mafia in the country. If he wants to survive, he might as well do whatever he's told, whether he likes it or not.

Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue's little brothers' best friend is a slutty little cocktease. They make a plan to get Wei Ying alone and give him what he's been asking for all these months, whether he wants it or not. (It's their cocks.) OR A dark sexual fantasia in six parts.

Prompt: Where Louis and Harry don’t know each other but they both have to go to a sex kink therapy group. Harry has a problem where he’s obsessed with sticking random household products inside of people during sex because he gets off on it and Louis has a problem where he’s overly submissive. At the end of the group meeting, Harry convinces Louis to come home with him. They forget everything they learned and their kinks come out. Sub!Louis & Dark!Harry

Three months after their brief encounter, Draco has almost forgotten about Potter--or so he tells himself. Then a Dark wizard shows up on the Auror radar and all hell breaks loose. Draco will have to choose between everything he holds dear--everything he's worked so hard for--and a few stolen moments of passion with a certain green-eyed Inspector, once his sworn enemy and now something rather different entirely. He'll make the right choice, won't he? Who is he kidding? He'll ruin everything, as per usual. Bad choices and the name Malfoy go hand in hand. This fic starts after Can't Get You Out of My Head. While it's not crucial for you to have read that one first, it'll probably make a bit more sense if you have. :)

Chapter 15: Alec sighed and sat back, feeling impossibly full. The thick cock reached the most intimate parts of his body. Chinese translation available!

Loki has always yearned for control; but he never did get to control anything. Barton was made to be ruled; but he was never expected to realize it. Power is the flame, and Loki Laufeyson is the moth; however, it turns out that even catching fire is not that easy. There are princes and monsters at war inside him – and Clint Barton got caught in the fight. Or: can Loki trust himself not to be a monster, when all the prince wants is to take power? Loki's POV of Strangers to Ourselves.

Steve hadn’t known pleasure like this. Being fed and looked after so well, being doted on and loved like this. It almost brings him to tears, sometimes it does. Sometimes, with the love that Bucky gives him, he can’t handle it. It’s always so much and so good and he just melts for it. Makes those little whimpers Bucky loves to hear. Clings onto him like he might shake apart, begs for Bucky to stay in him, to keep him safe and warm. He loves it, he loves the feeling of Bucky’s cock inside him, the feeling of Bucky’s fingers and tongue. The way he opens him up so sweetly, takes his time and makes him see stars. He’s never felt love this. Never felt so good, so high.____Happy Birthday Bucky Barnes! <3

“I knew you were too perfect, of course you had to be the leader of a Mafia… Of all things, the leader of a Mafia!”

Naturally, Husk’s kindness goes straight to Angel’s head. This is why he doesn’t do heroin — you try that shit once, you always want it. You may never take it again, but you’ll carry the gaping-aching hole in your chest until the end of your days. Or the end of eternity. ***Angel never needed aftercare before; he puts the blame squarely on Husk’s huggable shoulders.

It’s been a long time since someone’s actually had the balls to hit on Lucifer, and with all the redeeming that’s been going around like a particularly virulent cold, it suddenly doesn’t seem like such a bad idea to take up Angel Dust’s professional, no-strings-attached offer of a fun time! How else is a demon supposed to work out some post-battle tension after a nearly decade-long dry spell, huh? Unfortunately for Lucifer, he forgot that his brain makes any form of intimacy a PVP activity with friendly fire permanently enabled.

Minho and Jisung follow one rule to protect their friendship: never look up what people say about them online. The only problem is that Jisung is too curious for his own good. And boy is this a case of curiosity killing the cat. (…and satisfaction bringing it back, if you catch my drift).

Beaufort grinned, scratching his beard. God, he must work out. With every stretch of his body as he righted himself and placed his hands on his hips, Dan's eyes flitted between his arms and his chest, seeing his button-up shirt straining against his skin. He said some sort of goodbye to Dan and walked off, a real treat for him, since his eyes locked onto his ass, which too seemed to be entirely too big for his clothing. A lot of Dan's time in the office once he finished his work was spent fantasizing. It was easy to stare at a computer screen and type garbage for a while. Not all of his fantasies revolved around Mr. Beaufort, but he was the nearest and most readily accessible in his mind to sexualize. He didn't think he had any actual affection for the guy, he found him entirely annoying, which only made him hotter. --- Daniel Tucker hates his job for a wide range of reasons. Could be the hours, the exhaustion or the burn out, but one of the more prevalent reasons is his boss. His incredibly annoying, objectively kind of an asshole, but incredibly hot boss.

“Nobody has ever treated you right, Han-ah,” Minho sighs, adjusting himself to hold both of Jisung’s cheeks with his hands. They’re trembling. “I hate it. I hate when these shitty doms put their hands on you. I hate seeing bruises on you I know could have been placed better. I hate seeing rope burn on your wrists. Jisung, I— fuck. Let me be your dom. Please. Let me treat you how you deserve.” Hands find their way to Minho’s clothed chest, splaying out there, touching like Jisung can't comprehend this is real. “You want me?” Jisung asks, voice small. “You really want me?” Jisung's dom leaves him during a drop. Minho is tired of watching Jisung lose out on the treatment he deserves.

Maomao has been asked to formulate an aphrodisiac to sustain erections and increase the amount of orgasms male partners can have. She needs to test its effectiveness before sending it off to her customer. Jinshi is happy to take part in assessing quality control. - Maomao has Jinshi get off as many times as possible.

After having escaped his father’s grasp, Billy Hargrove finds himself in California working his dream job as a lifeguard and masquerading as a Dominant.The charade comes to an end when he’s brought to his knees and beaten by a gang of Doms causing trouble on his beach. Steve is an EMT who happens to be a Dominant and who’s called to the beach to help Billy. What he finds is an uncollared, unclaimed Submissive and offers his help. Without it, Billy is destined to end up in government care with an appointed Dominant of their choosing.What starts as a platonic dom/sub relationship quickly grows as Billy finds a side of submission he’s never experienced before with a Dominant different from any he’s ever met in his life.