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  1. Invnarcel

    Chapter 3 of 10

    I too prefer Troy's character to Seth and at times getting through Part 1 felt like more of a grind. I had readers in the past give up on the story because they didn't like Seth. But Seth is necessary and his purpose gets explained once we get into Part 2!
  2. Chapter 3 of 10 Unlike booze, going hard with weed doesn’t usually have negative consequences the next morning. Usually. I woke up in a mental fog, heavy-headed and parched. Exhaustion mingled with sharp, tingling anxiety. I didn’t get anxious, usually. Ratty strain. I was lying side-on by a pool of my own vomit. I guess Shawn turned me off my back before I passed out, smart guy probably saved my life. I got up, swayed and then rushed to the sliding door, yanking it open and puking again i
  3. Invnarcel

    Chapter 2 of 10

    You'll see ~ ~ ~
  4. Chapter 2 of 10 I made my way down the slanted boardwalk in the evening summer light, the feel-good chemicals from my jerk-off session circulating through my body. The beach was in view, the ocean stretching along the horizon from left to right as a great blue band. Down at the end of the street and around the corner was Pete's Pizza Place – the usual hang-out spot for teens around here. After the soccer match I'd jogged home, showered and changed, now I was pacing down to join my tea
  5. Invnarcel

    Chapter 1 of 10

    Definitely a crappy thing to say. In this case it was a hetero man saying it to a youth he believes is hetero and not for effeminate behaviour but because he was annoyed at not getting his way. There will be other such comments in future chapters but I hope we can all consider the context and characters and realism of the situations/feelings that bring about those moments.
  6. Chαστιc Rσmαητιc Part One: Seth Boughton - love is good - "Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be." - Rumi Chapter 1 of 10 My hard-on was poking through the leg-hole of my briefs, the sensitive head growing out the foreskin and tickling the material of my soccer shorts. On the field I was crouching with my legs apart, hands on my knees and pretending I was watching the ball down the other end. Really
  7. Straight high schooler Seth begins to suddenly develop feelings for the weird boy in his class. What about Troy has him feeling a way he never has before?
  8. Lol! I've daydreamed about writing fics in that same universe. But with the happy ending and all I can't continue their story without it just being mundane slice of life
  9. I’d slept weirdly and at odd hours in the few days before Wesley’s release. I was too euphoric. I drove to the prison in my new Land Rover, and my hands would be shaking if they weren’t in a deathgrip on the wheel. Halfway there I was crying, huge tears rolling down my face. My body was still growling at everything – at me. It wouldn’t be satisfied until the moment we were together once more. Okay someone please tell me why this feels like the end of every romance movie where the lovers reunite
  10. One month later it was Fall and my life still felt as crazy as ever. Every waking second I missed Wesley, and knowing he felt the same made it hell. I wasn’t allowed to visit. Even with a glass wall in-between, newly mated pairs often got too worked up and security had to force one out and the other back to their cell. Instead, we spoke on the phone for five minutes every day. It was all the time he was allowed, and our calls always ended quite abruptly. Neither of us wanted to be the one to tal
  11. On Thursday morning, Samson was busy looking at rental properties with his new mate, while Henry’s soccer practice had started up for the season. Tyrone was free though, and his uncle owned a van, so the two of them had generously agreed to help me move all the stuff I bought and was gifted out of the house. Nature was noisy that day. I supposed I hadn’t spent a lot of time standing out by the street. There was chirping from a nest of small, red-breasted robins beneath a periwinkle sky. “Da
  12. Yes! You know, I thought about this a lot as well as how consent would work in this world. Unfortunately things aren't as clear cut here. We've got hormones and pheromones, which at times can be unavoidable or accidental. I think that in this world consent, especially with omegas, is seen as not a big issue because it's so easy to muddy the line. That plus historical systemic issues. That's why I thought Ethan writhing around helplessly in a porn shoot while all those alphas and betas filmed him would be seen as okay.
  13. After setting my phone to vibrate, I finally answered Lanus’s call the next day. “Hey, Ethan,” he sounded a tad nervous. Good. “You haven’t been home. How about lunch at the Hamilton? My shout. We gotta talk about what happened.” “We do.” “Cool. See you at 12:30?” “Right-o.” The call ended and I stretched then snuggled with Wesley in his bed, which was a gray-sheeted, full size double mattress. He dipped his nose into the crook of my neck. I sighed. “He’s not gonna
  14. The date on my phone caught my eye. Monday, August 19th. It’d been one month since I recovered from my first heat, then met Lanus and Wesley for the first time at Burger Box, and then agreed to work for Skeeters. It felt more like a year. I’d lost some weight, since I was too distracted to feel hungry. My eyes were brighter. My jaw sometimes ached from too much grimacing, and I kept catching myself grinding my back teeth. My bank account was healthier than ever and I’d stopped spending needlessl
  15. I got the feeling that Wesley’s transition back to being my assistant wasn’t going smoothly behind the scenes. He never wanted to worry me. Lanus would give me almost anything I asked for, so I considered telling him to go easy on Wesley, but I suppose we also didn’t want him suspecting our secret relationship – that was probably why Wesley was keeping me out of it. Strangely, I was able to accept this. I was deeply satisfied over the next few days by how much we felt like a true bond. Even with
  16. Heat burned up my back from the lashes. Pain melted into pleasure. The flogger came down on my ass next. I sucked in air through my teeth then sighed. I was on all fours, pink lines marking up my pale body. The air felt grave somehow as the cameras filmed. I looked back at Kumar whose expression was controlled, but his eyes were a burning mahogany. His scent was also proof of his arousal, that stale wine and chicken broth mix had me running with slick. It cloyed in my nostrils, seeping into my b
  17. Hours later I softly awoke. Wesley was in bed with me, our arms around each other but we were fully clothed. From the feel of the day, I’d probably been out for five hours. So, late morning. There was no way Wesley had just laid there to not disturb me. I could smell banana, so at the very least he’d left to eat breakfast then slipped back into my arms without waking me up. The smell made me hungry. I was craving banana slices on pancakes, maybe with bacon and maple syrup. “Are you awake?”
  18. I got a weird phone call the next day. “Hello Mr. Matticks, my name is Pierre and I work for Mr. Martin Hlavacek. How are you?” The voice was smooth, the tone curving upwards. “Um, hi? How did you get this number?” “We were able to find your contact and bank details,” and then in the same breath, “Please do not hang up – I am not trying to scare or scam you. I’m here to offer you a lot of money for a job.” He spoke with confidence, his words flowed easily. I was surprised he’d man
  19. There was trouble in paradise. I woke around noon to multiple texts from friends. Samson. The phone shook in my hand. We were all in various states of shock, I scrolled to the oldest new message from my closest friend and it read with the dullness of acceptance. Ethan, I left the house this morn & forgot my suppressants. Got triggered into a heat & an alpha attacked me. We bonded. Been at his place a lot & am sorting stuff with his parents. U might not hear from me for a b
  20. They released them over the water. Hmmm, I don't think so.
  21. ‘How to cope with irregular heat’ Google search results: Tips for coping with irregular heats Isolate in a securely locked room or house. Keep windows closed. Blocking off all door gaps and openings along with the use of scent-blocking curtains is highly recommended. Suppressants and other hormone blockers can be efficient ways of modulating heat, talk to your doctor. Heats can vary, there are also warm heats and dry heats. Nesting. Sponsored: Feeling submissive and breedable? Adul
  22. The next morning I got a call from Lanus. “Harry’s canceled his scene with you today,” he said. “Oh. I see.” “This sometimes happens. Some days alphas or omegas get doubts about their control. He just needs a couple days.” “Yeah I get it.” “I can try moving things around and get you a scene with Nick tomorrow?” My heart sped up. “Thank you.” “I’ll get back to you. In the meantime, seems like you’re free today.” “Whatever will I do…” “If you find yours
  23. It was the big day: Sexpo. A huge convention full of unmated alphas and omegas. What could go wrong? Aimbot had sucked, by the way. The whole place was a mosh pit, except for right by the bar. Sure, it was still pretty and fancy. The counter and seats were glass, resembling ice in the blue light. Though the strobe and LED lights should’ve come with a seizure warning. Everyone was sweaty and jumping and I think half the people were on pills. It was close to packed. My friends left one by one
  24. Wesley dropped me off and I wouldn’t let him wait. I’d call after dinner with Kurt. Standing around for fifteen minutes wasn’t a big deal, I explained. I watched the green SUV slide back into traffic, heading into the orange glare of the sunset. Things between us were normal even after the bizarre offer he made. Wesley must be attracted to me to even suggest it, but it still had to be about business. He was a beta and I couldn’t see myself staying unmated for longer than three years max. Speakin
  25. Yes, things are hinted, though I haven't explored it deeply like I've planned yet.
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