" 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠,𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 : 𝐀𝐏𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 : ??

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 "𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭" 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

The hands on my body felt like placeholders for theirs. Matteo leaned into me, his lips brushing my skin, "Why would we want to hurt you?" He paused, lightly licking my face, and inhaling deeply as if that was the only breath he needed. "I just want to see your eyes roll back and feel your cunt struggle to take me." *** Mature content. BDSM. SMUT. 🏅#1: Doms 06/24 🏅#6: bdsmrelationship 07/24 🏅#4: Threesome 08/24 🏅#9: mxfxm 09/24 🏅#1: Vacation 02/25

The 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲. Sometimes loud. Sometimes unbearable. Silence held secrets. Right now. Silence felt... Cold. Heavy-Too heavy. It held a sign. A sign of 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞: (𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬) 𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐱𝐛

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

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In which, a jamaican hypersexual freshmen college student gets lessons from the italian bdsm professor. All because of a bad grade you see. And of course, they clash. Except, they do it harder than you could ever imagine. All the while, helping each other overcome everything in between.

Loki always lived his life unapologetically.Some people could get with it and others? Simply got left. Loki didn't sweat the small stuff.Better yet? He barely sweated anything at all. When a mysterious young man named Kaiser crosses Loki path multiple times, on multiple different occasions, Loki finds himself slowly but surely getting sucked into his twisted mind, and starts to wonder if maybe he has a twisted mind of his own?