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Henry's well aware it's his own damn fault.
He was never very good at tracking his heat cycle anyway, but when one considers stress and strife he's been through in the past handful of months, it's no wonder he forgot the timing of it all. Throw in their botched mission to Trosky and… well. He has other things on his mind, it's understandable it slipped to the back.
But he's still going to be an absolute mess.
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A/B/O with omega Henry and alpha Hans, set during their divorce era because I love their tension.Bookmarked by Dasy8316
23 Oct 2026
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18 Oct 2026
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"My man?" he asked.
"Capon."
"Oh. I'm more his man than he is mine."
"Yeah, that's what I thought too," he said flatly, and Henry turned to look at him. "It is not dissimilar from Sir John and I."
"Yeah?" Henry's face had a charming bafflement to it; Sam wasn't surprised to hear that nearly everyone he knew found him to be utterly exceptional. He'd seen it himself: every lord who'd met Henry that Samuel had heard speaking at the council found him to be without reproach.
"Yeah. Except if someone were to call John my man, I wouldn't feel the need to correct them."
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- Part 14 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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13 Oct 2026
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Samuel rappels down the walls of the besieged Suchdol fortress, on a private mission to avenge what was done in Kuttenberg. But when revenge alludes him, he must find another way to mend a world that feels broken.
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12 Oct 2026
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I wanted more of that scene where Henry falls asleep on Suchdol's walls after the Italian Job goes wrong.
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“Henry has,” Hans looks down at Henry. His eyes narrow with uncertainty and he looks away, throwing his head to the side. “well he gets nightmares.”
Samuel nods. Of course he does. A man doesn’t cry out like that if his rest is peaceful.
“You know?”
“We were in the devil’s den for quite a long time.” There may not be a single soul who has taken up residence in the den, who doesn’t know. “It would be hard not to notice.”
Hans runs a hand through his hair. “With how little he slept there,” he squeezes, tugging on messy, blonde strands, “I thought maybe his secret had stayed just that.”
“Few secrets do.” Samuel’s hands tighten around his arms. When had he begun holding himself?
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- Part 16 of My KCD fics
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12 Oct 2026