Taming horses and alphas

Taming horses and alphas

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing3h 36m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 9, 2026
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Fanfic
Alternate Universe (AU)
Famous Figure: Actor
Romance
LGBTQIA+
Joong arrives at Dunk's farm a shy, unkempt alpha fresh from the lord's residence-untouched, untaught, and unsure if he's worth more than manual labor. Dunk, sharp-edged omega horse breeder, wants an hair and want's Joong to provide him with one. What starts as a marriage of convenience becomes something far sweeter: late-night cuddles, Godji's endless cakes, awkward first rut negotiations, Joong learning how to be wanted and Dunk learning to love. Slow-burn tenderness meets laugh-out-loud awkwardness in this cozy A/B/O tale of two men building a family-and there will be lots of cake. 🥧💕
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"Why are you doing this,? You could be training for the leadership trials." "Because I'm building a world, Dunk," "And in that world, you're the only person allowed to read my mind. I'm not just teaching you to read books; I'm teaching you to read me." "You'll definitely make a great director in future" "Yes. I have to, It's the only way to make sure the things I care about... don't break." He looked back at Dunk, his hand brushing a stoke of hair from his face "Leaders are allowed to have favorites. Did you know that?" "They do?" Dunk asked curiously "Offcourse they do, Take me for example I have you, you're mine. Remember that. My shadow. My Eternity " Joong reached out, his larger hand covering Dunk's bruised one, guiding the pencil. "This is 'A'," Joong whispered. "Think of it like the stance you take before a counter-strike. Solid base. Pointed at the top. Apex." Dunk followed the movement. The friction of the pencil against the paper felt alien, but the heat of Joong's hand was familiar. "And this is 'E'," Joong continued, tracing the horizontal lines. "Eternity. It starts with this. It's a promise that doesn't end." Dunk, who had never stepped foot in a classroom, absorbed knowledge with a desperate hunger. He learned the electronics and the ballistics, but more importantly, he learned Joong. By fifteen, the boy who couldn't spell his name had become the highest-scoring student in Tactical Communications. Combined with the raw, instinctive combat skills he'd brought from the streets, Dunk became a statistical anomaly. He could rewrite a security script while bleeding from a shoulder wound, and he could recite the structural vulnerabilities of a skyscraper while holding off a three-man ambush. By the time he was eighteen, the "Scrapper" was gone. In his place stood Eternity-a man who could hack a mainframe as easily as he could snap a neck, his eyes forever fixed on the Director who had taught him how to read the world.

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