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    A collection of more personal pieces. Intimate Allurance.

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  1. Public Bookmark 72

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    Aventurine watched Ratio squirm, covering his mouth with his hand. Suppressing a smirk, he pushed the UP button of the small remote in his pocket. Ratio flinched softly; everyone else was chatting, not really looking at them – but Ratio knew that if he made any lewd noise, he was done for. Bleeding suns begged him, pleaded with desperation, though Aventurine only tilted his hand and turned the plug’s vibrations up by another notch.

    Ratio shook his head subtly, warning him – he's at his breaking point, had been for the past half an hour.

    Aventurine ignored it and mouthed ‘come’, and Ratio’s entire body convulsed, curling into himself, a muffled whimper making it past his hand.

    Kinktober Day 21: Forced Orgasm

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    30 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 49

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    Bare feet tap on tile.

    Dan Heng looks at the man in the steaming pool of water, arms resting on the stone circling the onsen, white hair up in a ponytail. The rest of his body is submerged, ripples on the surface distorting the muscular yet soft build. – Dan Heng’s tail flicks.

    The other had heard him coming, golden eyes rising leisurely, dragging themselves from the water up to his bare calves, reaching the loose robe the Vidyadhara had thrown on, a singular knot at his waist keeping the soft fabric together.

    A slow, warm smile pulls on Jing Yuan’s lips. “Ah, welcome.”

    Kinktober Day 30: Breeding

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    30 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 54

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    Phainon wakes bathed in sweat and with a raging hard-on and breathes out through his nose, settling his hands on his burning face, knowing exactly what it means. Swallowing around a mouthful of saliva, he rolls onto his front, blindly grabbing the teleslate that’s lying on his night stand.

    He’s opened Mydei’s chat before he’s even blinked the sleep from his eyes.

    All in all, not much had changed between the two – they were busy keeping Okhema safe, and the situation with Nikador was getting more dire by the day. New were fleeting touches here and there, kisses stolen when no one’s looking, sparring sessions becoming a bit more heated, sometimes ending with them rutting against each other, or Mydei leaning closer to him by the fireplace after battle. It was nice, something Phainon had gladly gotten used to.

    They did not address the dromas in the room – well, until biology would force them to.

    aka Phainon's rut, the fic (uh, anyone hear that ominous bell tolling?)

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    29 Apr 2026

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    “Mydei! There you are.”

    His eyes flutter, no longer half-lidded, staring at the source of that familiar voice. “Deliverer.”

    Phainon nods, not the slightest bit put off by his gruff greeting, casually petting Kokopo’s side.

    Mydei inhales deeply, trying to push the haze back, suppressing a growl when Phainon’s scent fills his nose instead. It’s distinct against the whirl of grey all around, sharp and warm – sweet oranges and heady bergamot, flares of ozone and a pang of seasalt. Locating him anywhere was as simple as following that golden trail he left behind no matter where he went.

    He swallows, hard. His throat bobs. His teeth ache. He steels his jaw, curls his brass claw into his own arm to distract himself from the heat flaring up in his stomach.

    “What do you want?” Mydei asks, voice rougher than usual.

    Mydeimos plans on dealing with his rut as he always has: by ignoring it. Phainon's infuriatingly alluring scent throws a wrench in those plans, and Mydeimos finds himself struggling to resist his instincts more than ever.

    aka mydei's rut, the fic

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    28 Apr 2026

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    He loved them so much that he'd sacrificed two out of five senses. Three was more than enough.

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