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Julius nuzzled the back of Yukie's head with his hand while the demons nose were pressed against his neck. Sucking his scent in like a hunger baby. The coil around him cover him more and more but he wasn’t afraid and Yukie wasn’t squeezing him. "I'm going to miss you too, every second. So it’s only fair you'll miss me" Julius said as matter of factly. But kept his tone light and soft. "I'm going to be thinking of you in the exact same way," Julius sighed. "So lets make a deal, we promise to take care of ourself. Meaning we eat 3 atleast times a day, rest and sleep more than 6 hours each night, and if possible we can text or call" Julius thought that perhaps some of it would help. "I'm properly going to be staying at the school, while working on making the place ready. The walls and floorboards are already fixed so it just needs some paint and a bit of furnitures. I can pretty much do that in one day" he wasn’t against staying in one of Yukie’s houses but honestly he was properly gonna drown himself in work until everything was either finished or Yukie came back. He still had the credit card Yukie had given him just in case he needed anything. So Yukie was still taking care of him in that way. "You know where I am. If anything I have much more reason to worry about you. Last time you got kidnaped and druged by the spider tribe and I had to threatened them with burnimg it all down, before they'd release you... If anything happens to you.."Julius shook his head because he began to worry about a lot of 'what ifs. "you better come back in one piece. If you get hurt in any way, there will be consequences." He wasn’t sure himself if it was more like a joke, or if he actually meant it the last part of it. "But hi. We still have time. And I'm gonna spent every second of this time with you, making you miss me so much so you can't belive it. If it makes you comeback just a bit earlier I'm using every trick" the witch chuckled and stroke Yukie's face with his palm. "Your eyes are all puffy like a baby rabbit" Julius comment, trying to lighten the mood a little. "Honestly what to do with you, you are too cute. If anyone else saw you like this, I'd be extremely jealous. Your face is already on the front covers and many seemes to know your past better than I do. But this is only for me." Julius explained before he leaned up and kissed Yukie softly on the lips. "Because you are mine, as much as I am yours." If even Yukie didn’t come back, he would look for him at every corner of the world, and never stop. But he wouldn't let his thoughts get that dark. ------------------------ The night had been long yet had to Yumro felt short. He could never get enough of Haruhi. But he was sexual satisfied and sleep well after washing the other off when Haruhi had passed out in his arms. The sun rose earl here, and it was already up in the sky at 6am. Yumro was just waking up on his own when Shan notified him that they were getting up. Yumro hadn’t forgotten the promise he'd made with Haru about teaching him to fly, among other things Haru needed to know about himself which only himself and Yukie could relate to. Yumro had just sat up in ths bed when he heard Haruhi grumbling under the blanket. To be honest he didn’t regret anything they'd done but it didn’t mean he wasn’t sorry Haruhi had to be sore. He leaned over the cartoon and gently pulled the blanket off Haruhi enough to see his mate's face and gave him a big smooch. "Morning Beautiful~" he whispered knowing Haruhi was still tired. "I'm gonna make the kids breakfast, then I'm come right back to get the bathtube ready for you with some cream for your lower back.. I would love gor nothing more that to reast with you all day. But I made a promise with Haru today. It just gonna be you and Shan today." Yumro spoke although he wasn’t sure Haruhi actually listened or just slept. But he still wanted to explain the reason why he wouldn't be in bed when Haruhi woke up fully. He kissed Haruhi cheek before pulling up and getting himself some clothes to to on before leaving the bedroom. He went straight into the kitchen and began making a bowl of batter and started flipping pancakes.

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Asher’s alpha voice had only just died down when he saw the flicker of disorientation wash over Kaito. He knew Kaito's wolf would have felt something, as he spoken. And that alone might have been very weird for Kaito too. Asher’s wolf wanted to step in, to take over, to close the space between them and hug Kaito physically instead of just using tricks to calm his mate. But Asher got the feeling that Kaito wouldn’t be ready just now for it. So Asher lifted a hand and made a quiet gesture back toward the chair Kaito had just been sitting on a moment ago. “please sit,” he said softly, voice low and even. “Just… for a moment and I'll try to explain.” Kaito hesitated, . He waited until Kaito was seated. Then Asher stepped forward just close enough to be within reach, but far enough not to trigger his wolf. He turned the chair beside Kaito and sat down facing towards him, leveling their height equally. Close, but not touching. Present, but not pressuring. “What i just used was my alpha voice,” he told Kaito as the first thing. “It only works between werewolves, and cause I'm an alpha. But only a few got the power and I was carefully so it wouldn’t hurt you... I.. we.. my wolf and I felt the wolf inside you.. I don’t know how I didn’t know before.. and I'm guessing you didn't know about this either from how you just reacted” The word hung between them. His wolf perked at being mentioned, but Asher couldn’t let it jump ahead when Kaito was barely holding himself together. And Asher wasn’t sure if the thing he felt—the pull, and recognition—went both ways. The mate bond was unmistakable to him. His wolf had stopped pacing and started watching Kaito with the kind of attention it had never given anyone else. It had recognized the sound Kaito made. Recognized the flare of energy. Recognized him. But fated bonds weren’t simple. They weren’t always instant. They weren’t always equal in timing. And if Kaito didn’t feel it —if the wolf part didn’t recognize Asher as his mate... Asher was most sure his heart would break. But Asher could never dump that him. Not when he was scared, confused, and barely accepting that a wolf even existed inside him. So he swallowed the truth. Buried the word burning at the back of his throat. Mate. Not yet. Not now. Kaito needed answers. He drew in a steady breath. “Kaito…” Asher began, watching his face carefully, “whatever is happening, you’re not going through it alone. We’ll take this one step at a time.” He kept his voice calm, deliberate—meant to anchor rather than influence. “I don’t have all the answers yet,” he admitted, because honesty mattered now more than ever. “But I know enough to help you through the parts that feel… overwhelming.” Kaito looked shaken, even lost rightnow. And that made Asher’s chest hurt more than he expected. He shifted slightly, resting one arm across his knee to keep his hands visible, relaxed. “Tell me what you felt , what your wolf told you. If you are comfortable telling me,” Asher said gently. He wasn’t just asking out of curiosity. He needed to know how strong the awakening was. How much the wolf had surfaced. If the connection was one-sided—for now—or if Kaito’s wolf sensed him in the same way his wolf sensed Kaito. Because if Kaito felt even a fraction of that instinctive pull… Then Asher’s life had just changed forever. But he forced himself to stay still, because Asher was determined to be the safe place he needed. Even if the truth between them was already burning under Asher’s skin.

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[山冨] 蜘蛛神さまのΩ Title : Kumogamisama no Ω / 蜘蛛神さまのΩ Author : Yamatomi / 山冨 2023 / Japanese / JPEG

He felt Fang’s body stiffen him, his thrusts momentarily faltering, then resuming with renewed ferocity. The change in rhythm was intoxicating, a desperate, uncontrolled surge. Fang’s hips slammed into him, a final, desperate series of thrusts. He felt the hot gush of cum deep inside him, a liquid fire that filled him. It was like a testament of Fang’s pent-up desire. A silent scream of ecstasy escaping his lips as his own body convulsed, a second, powerful climax rippling through him, sending waves of pure bliss through his core. His muscles spasmed, clenching around Fang’s cock, milking the last drops of his cum. He let himself lean against for a moment, feeling spent and his legs shook, threatening to give out. His chest heaved, trying to catch his breath, the air thick with the scent of their lovemaking. Fang’s arms wrapped around him, holding him tight against his chest, their bodies slick with sweat. He could feel Fang’s heart pounding against his skin, a frantic rhythm that mirrored his own. The silence that followed was heavy, punctuated only by their ragged breathing. Fang’s breathing against his ear, was just as rough and heavy as his own. Sora smiled, a slow, contented curve of his lips. He turned his head slightly, pressing a kiss to Fang’s jawline, tasting the salt of his skin. He jolted a little when Fang pulled back and the man’s member slipped out of him. He swallowed hard as he tried to stop himself from whining at how emty he suddenly felt. And just as quietly Fang stood up. [Come here~"] Sora felt Fang's hands back on him again pulling him up. Standing on wobbly legs Sora barely had any strength. It felt as if they weren't listing to him, or like someone had done him so hard his muscles were still in shock. He could only stand up right now, because Fang was holding him in this very minute. The second he looked up, Fang kissed him without warning. Sora breathing got caught for an even shorter second before he leaned in to return it. Standing there by the entrance on shaking legs, completely naked and making out with his boyfriend. Made Sora feel so exposed. He wasn’t even thinking if any of his neighbors had heard them. He didn’t care, couldn’t even manage to thing of anything that wasn’t surrounding them right now. All he could think about was how good Fang’s hands felt on him. How comfortable the hand on his lower back supposed him felt. Or how the fingers running through his hair made even his scalp tingle, ticking at the back of his head as his lips was being devoured. He really couldn’t pull into words what Fang did to him. He was just everything. Everything Sora ever needed in a man. Sure they didn’t agree on everything but that didn’t matter in the long run, as long as they could let their guards down and be their honest self with eachother. There was still so much Sora didn’t know about Fang, but he wanted to believe that even without knowing Fang’s feeling, what he felt was the real deal. None of Sora’s past relationships had been anywhere close to this. None had ever made the man fall this hard and so fast. He couldn’t even remotely recall any of them because they'd never tried to built anything more serious. No conected beside that of the flesh maybe. But Fang wasn't the type to he satisfied with just half. Fang craved Sora as a whole being. And Sora felt the same way about him. He felt Fang’s hands running down his body and stopped at his hips just as Fang’s redrew himself from their kiss. Sora looked maybe a bit disapointed as he wanted to keep kissing but the second Fang lifted him of that was quickly replaced. "F-ang!" Sora gasped in suprise, wondering what he was up to now. The human squirmed in embarrassment as Fang slung him up over his shoulder, gave his cheek a playful smack, that earned him an startle groan from Sora. But then he started to laugh without thinking. "You are incredible" he laughed as he felt like a sack of potatoes just hang there while Fang walked. He tried holding onto something but all his hands could get a hold on was Fang’s shirt over firm muscles. The apartment felt different, infused with their passion, the air humming as Fang walked into the bedroom, the plush mattress a welcome sight as Fang tossed him in. Sora landed with a soft thud onto the soft sheets. He looked up to see a flicker of amusement in Fang’s face as he crawled ontop on him. All ready to continue.. but Sora.. well he had a bit of a change in those plans. Sora grabbed the collar of Fang’s shirt and used the power of the other's body weight to roll them over on the bed so Sora got to be the one on top now. Fang’s golden gaze was still hazy with lust, but a flicker of surprise crossed his face. Sora climbed onto Fang, straddling his lap, his knees bracketing Fang’s hips. He leaned forward, his hands reaching for the hem of Fang’s shirt. "This needs off." He tugged at the fabric, pulling it up and over Fang’s head. The werewolf’s torso was a magnificent canvas of muscle, lean and powerful, dusted with fine, dark hair. Sora ran his hands over Fang’s chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, the hard planes of his pectorals. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Fang’s sternum, then tracing a path down his abdomen, his tongue flicking over the faint lines of his abs. He felt Fang’s hands cup his ass, lifting him slightly, his hips grinding against Sora’s. The friction, sent a fresh wave of heat through Sora’s core. He shifted, adjusting his position, his cock now pressing directly against Fang’s still-hard shaft. He began to move, a slow, deliberate grind of his hips, mimicking the movements of an erotic dancer. He rotated his hips, a sensual circle that drew a low groan from them both. He leaned back, his hands braced on Fang’s chest, his eyes locked with Fang’s golden gaze. He watched the desire flare in those predatory eyes, a hunger that mirrored his own. He lowered himself, a slow, agonizing descent that brought their bodies closer, the heat between them almost unbearable. He began to grind against Fang, a rhythmic sway that built in intensity. His hips moved in a figure-eight, a teasing motion that brushed his sensitive cock against Fang’s, eliciting soft pants from the werewolf. He could feel the familiar throb of blood rushing to his own erection, swelling and hardening with each movement. He leaned forward, his tongue tracing the curve of Fang’s ear, his breath hot against his skin. "I want to ride you.. this time I get to be on top" He whispered, playfully taunting him. He felt Fang’s hands grip his waist, holding him steady, his fingers digging into his flesh. Sora leaned in, arching his back slightly, pushing his chest out. He rotated his hips faster, a quick, almost frantic rhythm that made the bed creak beneath them. He felt the delicious friction of their bodies, skin against skin, the soft squelch of their sweat-slicked flesh. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation, the pure, unadulterated pleasure of riding his alpha. He opened them again, meeting Fang’s gaze, a silent challenge in his eyes. He wanted to drive Fang wild, to make him lose himself completely. He wanted to show him how much he was desired, how much he was loved. He reached down, his fingers brushing against the heavy head of Fang’s cock, still hard and throbbing. He squeezed gently, a teasing caress that made Fang's hips bucking beneath him. Sora smiled, a triumphant grin. "Oh, you’re so sensitive," He leaned down, his lips brushing against Fang’s, a feather-light kiss that promised more. He moved his hips, a circular motion that brought his asshole closer to Fang’s cock, teasing by the entrance. He felt Fang’s entire body tense beneath him, a coiled spring ready to release. He wanted to draw this out, to prolong the exquisite agony. He pulled back slightly, then plunged down. He felt the hot, wet tip of Fang’s cock brush against his hole, a sudden, sharp intake of breath escaping his lips as he felt shivers down his spine. Sora leaned back, his hands still on Fang’s chest, his eyes never leaving Fang’s as he began moving his hips, allowing Fang’s cock to slowly breach his entrance. The sensation was exquisite, the stretch made his muscles clench. He could feel the thick head of Fang’s cock pushing past his insides, a delicious invasion. No need for lube. Sora’s was still sticky and wet from before. He gasped, a soft moan escaping his lips as Fang’s cock, inch by agonizing inch, slid in deeper. The feeling of being filled again was intoxicating. He closed his eyes, his head falling back, cry of pleasure escaping his mouth. He felt the full length of Fang’s cock in him, a thick, heavy. His hole clenched around Fang. "Oh, Fang!" Sora whimpered, his voice raw as he began to move, a slow deliberate ride that allowed him to savor every inch of Fang’s cock inside him. He rotated his hips, a sensual grind that brought his sensitive G-spot into direct contact with Fang’s shaft. He felt the familiar pressure building, a delicious ache that spread through his core. He leaned forward, his hands gripping Fang’s shoulders, his nails digging into the firm flesh. He picked up the pace, his hips moving faster, a frantic rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through him. He could feel the sweat beading on his forehead, trickling down his temples. His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling with the intensity of it all. He closed his eyes, focusing solely on the sensations, the exquisite friction, the deep, satisfying fullness. He heard Fang’s moans, deep and guttural, a primal sound that ignited something wild within him. He leaned down, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to Fang’s mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin. He bit gently, a playful nip that made Fang arch his back, his hips bucking beneath him. He wanted to push him over the edge, to make him scream his name. He rode him harder, faster, his hips slamming into Fang’s with each thrust. The bed creaked, protesting their frantic movements. The air was thick with their moans, their gasps, the wet, shlicking sounds of their bodies. "I love you"

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