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Their Electric Touch

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I'd never been very outgoing or social. Being homeschooled and sheltered from the rest of society your whole life does that to a kid. It had always been just the water and I. Swimming brought me peace and comfort like nothing else. I was comfortable in my solitude.

Then I met Nyx and she wrecked my whole damn world.

She brought me to my knees with her lovely smile and I was in no position to fight it. 

Her boyfriends, Soren and Gage, made me a nervous wreck. 

Soren, the quiet and cold asshole, made my heart race out of my damn chest. His cruel smirk and crude words were unfamilar, but addicting.

Gage was his complete opposite. He was all crooked grins and enjoyed teasing me like Nyx. He was nice, but there was something off about him that I just couldn't figure out.

All together, they were so overwhelming but fuck I wanted them. All of them. They brought me out of my shell, made me smile and laugh till my cheeks ached. They made me feel things I'd never felt before, things I never thought I could feel.

When I was with them, it was as if the rest of the world ceased to exist.

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Connect Us ✔ by Jesperialki

"God, you're adorable," he chuckled, stepping towards me. When I felt his warmth right in front of me, a soft moan escaped my lips. He was close enough for me to catch the musky scent of his cologne. "Do you want me that bad?" My breath hitched, and my fingers dug into the slightly damp fabric of his coat. His hand buried itself in my hair, tugging my head back. My lips parted, hoping for a kiss, but he kept me waiting. "Please," I whispered, desperate, his lips so close they brushed over mine. "Please, I'm begging you..." ˜˜˜ He would rather end up on the streets homeless than go back home. Oscar has three jobs, debts since he was seventeen, and a dream: to open his own dance studio and make a living from it. He wants his dance group to become famous. He aims to quit his main job as a tattoo artist and achieve independence. With his financial struggles, his dream seems distant. But when Oscar is offered a large sum of money after a one-night stand--despite his pride being reluctant to accept--the dream suddenly feels within reach. Now, he has no choice but to confront and finally overcome the deep-seated childhood trauma buried within him.

OPEN [boyxboy] ✓ by flawed-

BOOK ONE Discovering your sexuality in high-school is one of the most challenging things a teenage boy can face. Being closet gay for months, finally coming out, being greeted with a punch in the face and being shunned is even worse. For Julian Douglas, life can't get anymore difficult especially in the face of high school, a restrictive religious mother, and a gorgeous man with a huge following who jumped into his life at the most inopportune time. ::: He felt like serenity. He made me feel safe and I couldn't help but slow my heartbeat down to match his and at once, I felt the tempo of his heart thumping against my back, his breaths on my neck, goosebumps raising. I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.

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❝"Milo please tell me this is you?" "...Yea, it's me." I bitting back a smile as my arms subconsciously drifted around him. One hug. One hug wouldn't hurt. One sentimental moment wouldn't hurt. "I've missed you." He hugged tighter, and I felt like I was going to snap. "M-Me too, but you're going to fucking snap me in half if you hug any tighter." I gasped and I felt him quickly let go and pull away. "Sorry. I just didn't think I'd see you after so long." He looked at my outfit. "You changed your style." "You too." I say. He has on white shorts that has two draw strings lazily hanging, with a plain black shirt. I clear my throat, "Yea, I just wanted to say hey to my new roommate, but um- yea, see you!" I quickly dart down the stairs, my face was getting redder by the second. I didn't want him to suspect I still like him. But my wrist was caught by a hand when I made it to the living room. "Did I do something wrong?" "No, why would you think that." I try to play it off with a laugh, but it was an awkward laugh, like I was nervous. Which I was. And he clearly caught on. "Because you're literally running away." I hear walking and I look up, and shit. There was Damien. His signature dragon tattoo on his arm, the soft green eyes his and everything that made him, him. He looked up and saw us. His eyelids raised as his mouth opened a little. "Caleb... Milo?"❞ _________ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 (07/28/24) 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 (11/15/24)

Healing Sophie (18+) - RH//DDLG by xmach_potatoesx

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I'm here by Lightblue44

Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).

Soren Bianchi [+18] by jasminkssss

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Tattooed Virgins | 18+ by ValerieMKiss

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A Sinner's Obsession by -Esmariaaa

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"God, you're adorable," he chuckled, stepping towards me. When I felt his warmth right in front of me, a soft moan escaped my lips. He was close enough for me to catch the musky scent of his cologne. "Do you want me that bad?" My breath hitched, and my fingers dug into the slightly damp fabric of his coat. His hand buried itself in my hair, tugging my head back. My lips parted, hoping for a kiss, but he kept me waiting. "Please," I whispered, desperate, his lips so close they brushed over mine. "Please, I'm begging you..." ˜˜˜ He would rather end up on the streets homeless than go back home. Oscar has three jobs, debts since he was seventeen, and a dream: to open his own dance studio and make a living from it. He wants his dance group to become famous. He aims to quit his main job as a tattoo artist and achieve independence. With his financial struggles, his dream seems distant. But when Oscar is offered a large sum of money after a one-night stand--despite his pride being reluctant to accept--the dream suddenly feels within reach. Now, he has no choice but to confront and finally overcome the deep-seated childhood trauma buried within him.