You know that my body is yours. 🖤 • He quickly reached out to grab my arm. "Where you goin'?" I felt my body freeze under his touch. Looking down, I took note of how close we were in the small door frame. Too close. He let my arm go, raising a hand up apologetically. "Sorry, I ain't mean to grab you like that. I know you 'on really..." he trailed off, running his eyes over my face. He was still too close, but for some reason, I couldn't convince my body to move. This was the third time I've felt like this around him. It was a pattern. "Stay." He gestured for me to come back inside. "Zeke, I'on really think-" "Stay, Jabari." He said firmly. "Ray invited you over here...and I ain't finna tell you to leave. I brought more than enough food. You good, my nigga." "I told you to call me 'Jah'." "Jah," he corrected, looking down as a small chuckle escaped. "My fault." He raised his head back up, but quickly glanced away and cleared his throat. "You should...you should stay." • Spin-off from 'Familiar'

**Really smutty story** (especially in the beginning) [Just a warning, click away if it's not for you] There, you've been warned. ________________________________________ To be dominated by a bottom... not quite the ordinary. ~~~ "It's not loving them that scares me, it's letting them know it." ___________ Met and Sean are two powerful, uptight and relentless workaholics. Jade is the extremely naughty power bottom who has them both wrapped around his little finger. They'll do anything he says, but they just won't stop hating each other. But when Jade starts to drift away and refuses to have anything to do with them, the other two realize it's something they can't let happen. And maybe they're in too deep, with someone who is only trying to run from them. They'd do anything he said, but letting go wasn't an option.

"Don't come in without permission. Don't make loud noises. Don't make sudden moves. Your phone must be on mute all the time. The office phone is at the lowest volume, leave it like that. Just whatever you do, do not make him upset" William's new boss is terrifying, violent and quite unpredictable. But Will is going to be okay... right?! #1 hurt-comfort #1 officeromance #1 lgbtlove #2 openrelationship #2 openrelationship #1 mentalbreakdown #5 wholesome #14 polyamory #13 poly #2 hurt-comfort #2 crush #25 mxmxm #2 ptsd #4 gayromance

Alexander Kane has been called a psychopath, a control freak and basically anything along those lines. Nobody understands why every year for six months, he selects a group of men to share his house for a competition for his amusement. Nor do they understand why he gives the winner a large sum of money and does it all over again. He doesn't understand it either, but wrapping people around his finger is his drug. And this year is no different. Or is it? ••• Rule #1 You will refer to the master as Daddy. Rule #13 Falling in love will lead to immediate disqualification. [This is not a BDSM story]

"You want protection? Be my bitch. Do what I ask when I say so and don't question it." NUMBER 2 IN #BXBXBXB > FEBRUARY 23, 2020 NUMBER 7 IN #PRISON > JUNE 16, 2020 NUMBER 1 IN #BOYLOVE > OCTOBER 13, 2021 NUMBER 4 IN #PRISON > OCTOBER 23, 2021

Supernatural but make it about: 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙣.

Zymir has loved Israel longer than he'll ever admit. He never yells at him. Never stays mad. Never lets him get hurt. But what happens when the streets catch up, secrets spill, and love can't stay unspoken forever.

"I promise."

Deno is unapologetic about how much he loves Tripp. His feelings are loud, obsessive, and impossible to miss, pushing him to extremes just to make Tripp understand that what he feels is real. Tripp refuses to face it. He dismisses Deno's devotion as too much, too intense, convincing himself that whatever exists between them doesn't mean anything at all. When Deno's presence begins to feel distant, something quietly changes. The shift forces Tripp to sit with emotions he's long ignored, revealing that denial can only last so long before the truth demands to be seen.

"I want to fuck you," he said, low and filthy. My breath hitched. "W-what?" "I said I want to fuck you, Professor." He pressed closer, towering over me, his hard manhood grinding slowly against my thigh. "I want to bury my cock inside you and feel how tight you are." Logic screamed warnings in the back of my mind, but they were drowned out by the heavy ache between my legs and the way my hole clenched at his words. I found myself nodding slowly, heart pounding. ____________ Professor Kelly Roman, spends all his time drowning in work; teaching mathematics, tutoring his students, going home and repeating the cycle. There is nothing more to that, that's his life and that's what he is satisfied with. But what happens when a new student comes along and interferes with that daily routine? A student that most teachers tend to avoid, to fear...but why? Kelly doesn't understand but he also doesn't care, all he cares about is work. So what happens when that new student takes a liking to the professor? Will Professor Kelly push him away like he always does with people who want him, or will he be devoured by the mysterious student?