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honey, let's do it! by apricating
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
11 May 2026
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"As long as you want. It's your birthday after all."
"And what if you're, like, doing something?"
"Well, lyubov, I don't really have plans of doing anything except making it the best day ever," Ilya laughed. "But if I am busy... it doesn't matter. It's your gift – you get to decide when to use it."
"Oh," is all Shane said again.
Ilya's gift to Shane this year is himself. He really shouldn't have been so surprised that Shane would go above and beyond to make it his best birthday yet.
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14 Jun 2026
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Merlin is tired of sharing.
Arthur is tired of pretending.
And the crown of Camelot looks surprisingly good lying in the mud.
Or: Merlin leaves. Arthur follows because he will always choose his warlock, no matter what.
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12 Jun 2026
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“I’m gonna fuck you again now, Shane.” Ilya shifted to lie on his side, pulling Shane with him so that he was spooning him, his hard cock slotting between Shane’s legs in front of him.
“Oh fuck,” Shane whispered as the head of his cock poked at his abused entrance, pulling away ever so slightly.
Ilya simply pulled him back, pushing up his leg to expose him further. He then quickly used his hand to position himself before pushing just the tip inside. He returned his hand to Shane’s meaty thigh to keep him open.
As expected, Shane keened as Ilya pushed forward into his ass.
“Oh my god, Ilya,” he gasped. “It’s so much.”
Ilya leaned in to kiss Shane’s neck.
“I know, baby, I know,” he whispered in his ear. “But you can take it.”
Ilya watched closely as Shane whimpered and bit his lip again, trying to suppress another whine.
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Or, Ilya wakes up at 2 a.m. horny as fuck, sees Shane asleep, and decides to make it everyone’s problem.
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11 Jun 2026
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Arthur has never cared about being proper around Merlin because Merlin has never been one to treat him properly. Still, it's rare for Arthur to slip and use his alpha voice, knowing that, even to the beta he believes Merlin to be, it's an overt exertion of power. The few times Arthur has commanded his servant in such a way, he usually orders Merlin to "shut up" or "go away", and Merlin can play it off like he's following Arthur's orders too literally in retaliation, until he's able to find the one alpha that knows about him (thank the Gods for Lancelot!) and convince him to override Arthur's order with his own.
This time he doesn't get the chance.
[Merlin gets stuck in Arthur's chambers without his suppressants or his scent blockers. Things turn out much better than he expects...]
EDITED: 16/4/26 (mostly for tenses, grammer, etc. but the old draft is saved if anyone preferred it)
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08 Jun 2026
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They sit there quietly for a few minutes, clock ticking away as Arthur drinks his coffee and Merlin lets the steam of his own waft up his nostrils. Something about the simple potential, the easy domesticity, sets Merlin off.
Before he can stop it, he sets his coffee down, puts his head in his hands.
“Merlin, what—” Arthur starts, distress evident from the way he sets his cup down as well and reaches forward as though more touch could help this.
“Why do you keep doing this to me, Arthur?” Merlin asks, breath huffy and voice all cloggy-sounding. He’s embarrassed, he realizes, that he’s let this go on in the foolish hope that Arthur will wake up and realize that he does love Merlin, not Gwen.
He feels Arthur still, because his arms are splayed out in front of himself on the table as though he were trying to reach for Merlin.
Merlin gets no answer to his question, though.
“Leave, please, Arthur,” Merlin says roughly; he has to force himself not to call him back when he hears Arthur take a breath in sharply, before standing, gathering his few things, and leaving the apartment.
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08 Jun 2026