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!*
His slow pace eventually takes up all of Yoo Joonghyuk’s patience and he finds his back hitting the bed. Legs raised up to dangle over Yoo Joonghyuk’s shoulders and arms forcibly pinned on top of him.
Kim Dokja has nowhere to go.
“We really aren’t supposed to let omegas down here when our more feral alphas are in rut like this,” the beta hedged once the lift opened up to the basement floor.
“Well, I won’t tell if you won’t,” Mingi said flippantly, breezing past the beta to follow the alluring scent that had been calling to him ever since he’d first entered the illegal auction house.
As Mingi drew closer and closer to the growling, muzzled alpha chained up in a pen at the far end of the room, it seemed like his many years of searching for his true mate were finally about to pay off.
And oh, he was perfect.
It's the first day of the rest of their lives.
Uncle Nai quietly panics to himself in the kitchen over his seemingly-incestuous destiny. Nicholas relaxes on the patio with a well-earned cigarette and a well-used ass. And Vash wakes up in his uncle's bed and discovers that it was not, in fact, all a dream.
And then there's the spanking...
There was no way in hell this morning was ever going to be normal.
The direct sequel to "Help, My (36M) Subs (30M, barely 17M) Have Unionized" set in the Uncle Nai Extended Universe.
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
Jaskier knocks on the wrong door one dark and stormy night, the door of a mage obsessed with creating a new broodmare through mutation in order rejuvenate the ancient centaur race. That mage is an idiot, but Yennefer isn’t, and with the aide of the centaurs of Kaer Morhen, Jaskier finds the life destiny plotted for him.
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