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  1. Public Bookmark 52

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    Tighnari pipes up. “Ah, Alhaitham. You got my message, then.”

    “I did.”

    It takes a moment for Kaveh to process the words. When he does, he lowers his head slightly, his fuzzy gaze landing on the turquoise figure looming at the end of his bed.

    “…Alhaitham?” he utters.

    “That’s good,” Tighnari comments, “he recognises you too.”

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    Kaveh gets a concussion, and finds himself slipping into an unfamiliar mindset as he copes with the pain and confusion. Even more confusing — Alhaitham seems to know exactly what’s going on.

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    12 Sep 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 44

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    "Ah!" Changbin draws him back with more force, pressing his nose against Jisung's pulse point. "Calm down, princess. Oppa has you. Don't you want to show our puppy how good you look taking Oppa's cock? Don't you want me to fuck his cum so deep into your pretty hole?" Quieter, "Don't you want to make sure it takes?"

    The wail the fights out of Jisung's lungs isn't voluntary. His entire body shivers, draping against Changbin as he wiggles his hips back as enticingly as he can manage. "Please! Please, Oppa! Need it!" The thin material of Changbin's gym shorts clings to his lube-sticky skin.

    "Yeah?" Changbin nips at his skin, one hand already moving to tug his shorts down so that his dick can slide between Jisung's cheeks. "You want to be bred full, princess?"

    A soft, "Fuck," rumbles from Seungmin's lips, but Jisung barely hears it over the sound of his own pulse racing in his ears.

    The head of Changbin's cock teases at Jisung's sloppy, gaping hole. Hot breath pulses across the side of his neck. "Answer me, princess. Do you want to be full of our babies?"
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    Jisung is wildly horny and two of his boyfriends graciously take care of him.

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    31 Aug 2026

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    "Are you still nervous?" Minho asks, retaining that addictive nonchalance to his voice.

    Jisung releases a pathetic little laugh between his gritting teeth. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just a little bit.”

    "Let me smoke you out, then."

    Jisung makes the mistake of letting his curious gaze wander, allowing a mesmerized "How?" to escape him. He's done the moment their eyes meet, because then Minho's taking Jisung's jaw in his hand while the other holds what's left of his blunt, dark eyes trailing down to the lips he wants to coax apart.

    "Open for me."

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    Shotgunning: the practice of inhaling smoke and then exhaling it into another individual's mouth.

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    21 Aug 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 34

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    Splitting: the sudden emotional shift from seeing someone as safe, loving, and trustworthy to seeing them as rejecting, uncaring, or unsafe. It often happens when emotional pain becomes too intense for the mind to hold nuance, causing the person to react from fear rather than the full reality of the relationship.

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    03 Aug 2026

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    “Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”

    “Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.

    “I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”

    “Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.

    “He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.

    “Blind spot?”

    There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”

    “Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.

    “Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”

     

    Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.

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    20 Jul 2026