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“Well.” Michael puts his glass down on his coaster. Taps the hobnailed glass with his fingertips, once, twice. Then, as casually as he’s said anything else that evening, “I had a really shitty day at work and I was hoping to work that frustration out by fucking some stranger.”
“I’m a stranger.” Dennis hears himself say.
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Dennis goes to a gay bar for the first time. He meets a handsome stranger called Michael. Smut ensues. Definitely no consequences will follow.Series
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10 Sep 2026
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Paul Baker is excited to be with Anton, finally. So excited. Maybe too excited. He starts worrying that he's a little over the top with his boyfriend, and their friends aren't exactly making him feel better.
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07 Sep 2026
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Kaveh stumbled home one night, bloodied and injured from a run-in with mercenaries hired by Sachin's son, who was desperate to recoup any amount of money from his father's now-inherited estate.
Nobody liked that. Alhaitham least of all.
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06 Sep 2026
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“What... what the fuck is going on?” Alhaitham hissed, glaring harshly at the man that Kaveh had thought was Alhaitham himself - albeit part of a dream, or infected with a buggy side effect of the Akasha.
Kaveh pointed between them, ignoring Alhaitham’s question and demanding, “Why the fuck are there two of you?”
Redtham’s lips curved into a pout that was utterly foreign on Alhaitham’s usually inexpressive features and scooted back toward Kaveh; but Kaveh just shoved him away again, eyes flashing as he held his blankets up around his body like a shield.
Redtham huffed petulantly and reluctantly tore his eyes away from Kaveh to snap, “What does it look like, you moron? What, did you expect me to leave him all alone in here when all you want is for him to come on your face, and all he wants is for you to set up a permanent residence between his thighs? I’m just showing your princess everything you want to do to him, but don’t have the balls to. And here he is. Right in front of you. Fucking whimpering for you.”
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06 Sep 2026
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Alhaitham’s expression flickered. Eyes sharpening, he pushed off the wall and stepped into the kitchen. “You think I don’t care about anything?” His voice was level, dangerously calm. “All because I don’t give a fuck whether the rug is forest green or cedarwood green?”
“No, you-”
Alhaitham closed the remaining distance in a single stride, cutting him off. “You’re so caught up in your own expectations that you never fucking listen.” His voice dropped lower, deliberate, his gaze locking onto Kaveh’s like a snare. “Maybe what I care about just isn’t rug shades.”
Kaveh turned his head, trying to look away, but Alhaitham’s fingers caught his jaw before he could escape, firm and unyielding. Their eyes clashed - all at once, everything was too close, too intense.
Kaveh’s back hit the counter as Alhaitham’s free hand slammed onto the surface beside him, caging him in.
Or; a heated argument escalates into something undeniable - something neither of them can ignore.
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06 Sep 2026