Leorio and Kurapika had planned a late-night movie date, but this cozy date of watching films proved to be too much and turned into something deeper than any movie could go. (( ALL CHARACTERS ABOVE 18, NSFW, COVER ART NOT OURS )) *This story contains male galactorrhea, also known as male lactation, and is a real thing that happens to men with testosterone deficiencies, and is a proportional factor in why some men are more feminine-looking naturally if left untreated.*

In the porn industry, nobody cares about your emotions. Izuna Uchiha is a splendid English literature student with high ambitions. But he has a secret. On the side, he's a rising star in the homosexual porn industry. One day, he has to film something that causes him to doubt if a career in pornography is truly for him. But the need for money to pay for his studies forces him to stay in an industry that will irreversibly damage his soul... Tobirama Senju is a full-on God in the straight porn industry. Experienced and competent, he's a machine working his way to the highest paid roles and most beautiful co-stars. Until one day, he's asked to film with another man for the first time. A man that who will change the way Tobirama sees the world forever.

Kakuzu expresses just how much he hates Hidan while they wait for the rain to subside. TW; detailed descriptions of violence and torture. This is a very kinky lemon.

Two shinobi from different villages are brought together to lead a group through a dangerous mission to retrieve a stolen artifact. As the mission progresses, the two shinobi realize that they have feelings growing for eachother. What will happen? Will they retrieve the stolen artifact? Will they make it out alive and be able to confess? Read "Endless Journey" to find out! ---- Note: story is still ongoing. Will probably be continued for quite awhile (I hope 😉)

Bond to be a servant,inorder to support his mother Naruto lands in the hand of Sasuke Uchiha and the love that was once forgotten starts to blossom again

Overlay [verb]: to cover something with a layer of something else Everyone has their dirty little secret, right? An ordinary office worker like Dunk Natachai also has one thing that he keeps for himself for so long, it is his guilty pleasure. And it was all fine until one day his path collided again with an A-list actor singer named Joong Archen who looks like has so many problems in his hands. They meet, they talk, they kiss, they fight, they have sex, and they... share another dirty little secret, but this time, together.

They met at university. Dunk came from power and privilege - now a brilliant defense lawyer fighting for the innocent and the forgotten. Joong came from violence, survival, and nothing - now a feared criminal with no mercy left to give. For five years, they tried to meet in the middle. Dunk gave warmth. Joong gave protection. Neither said it, but both needed the other more than they were willing to admit. Then on May 22nd, Dunk's mother accused Joong of stealing. And Dunk hesitated. He didn't defend him. He didn't believe him. Joong disappeared that night and came back as someone else- Colder. Smarter. Unreachable. The kind of man who doesn't ask twice, who tortures before talking, who doesn't love anymore. Four years later, they don't speak. But when Joong bleeds, he knocks. And Dunk still opens the door. Every time. No explanations. No forgiveness. Just sex, silence, and the scars neither of them treat. This isn't a second chance. This is everything that never healed. Book Cover by lochi ✨

Il segreto è stato svelato, il ponte è bruciato e il Branco è solo un cumulo di macerie. Sono passati mesi da quella notte di pioggia e fiamme, ma per Red il tempo si è fermato davanti a un cancello di ferro. Ogni giorno osserva Fe dalla distanza, sapendo di essere diventato un fantasma nel mondo dell'unica persona che voleva salvare. Fe non ricorda i raduni, non ricorda le risate, non ricorda l'amore. Nella sua mente devastata dal trauma, l'unica ancora di salvezza è rimasta Giorgio, il fratello che lo ha manipolato e che ora, dal silenzio di una struttura detentiva, continua a esercitare un potere oscuro sulla sua memoria. Ma mentre Lyon cerca di rimettere insieme i pezzi di una vita che non riconosce più e Anna combatte contro il senso di colpa di non aver capito in tempo, un nuovo dubbio inizia a farsi strada. E se l'amnesia di Fe non fosse solo un meccanismo di difesa? E se qualcuno stesse lavorando nell'ombra per assicurarsi che lui non ricordi mai la verità?

He was there. I could feel him, even though I couldn't see him. I could smell his cologne, I could hear his loud breathing. I could feel his gaze on me, burning on my skin, my body, my soul. It was like a torture. A blissful torture.