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Hiding in plain sight as a beta, omega Soap leads a lonely and sexless existence, trying in vain to ignore the urges threatening to unravel his identity.
When Alpha Ghost strikes a bargain to give Soap a taste of what he's missing, he can't help but give in.
In exchange, all Soap has to do is pretend he's his omega; no more, no less.
But he has no idea that Ghost's doing anything but pretending.
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16 Dec 2024
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He motions his head towards the door, "you wanna go outside..?"
Soap sighs again and shakes his head, "no, I don't."
"Then what do you ─"
"Sorry I'm late, love" another man's voice says, "got a bit caught up."
When he glances over, this new guy is taking the other seat next to Soap, pulling the stool closer and nodding down at him. This man is tall, too, even sitting down he's taller than Soap. He can't see much of his facial features, the bottom half of his face hidden behind a black mask, but his honey brown eyes are captivating.
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12 Dec 2024
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Soap’s ridden Ghost until his thighs cramped before. He's stolen and pulled Ghost’s own knife on him in bed, and he's tore up Ghost’s back and shoulders with his nails and teeth. And Ghost likes his enthusiasm, the visceral proof that Soap is into...whatever is going on between them.
But this is novel. Soap drugged and subdued and on his back. Soft and submissive and staring up at Ghost like he’s some benevolent God sent to take care of him here in the infirmary—when all Ghost’s really thinking about is how well Soap’s going to take his cock like this.
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10 Dec 2024
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“Oh, god. Oh, god, no. Gaz, tell me I didn’t,” Soap whispered, horrified.
Gaz at least had the good grace to cover his mouth to muffle his laughter. “You absolutely fucking did, mate. Right above your ass,” Gaz informed him, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
In absolute horror, Soap dashed back to the mirror and turned his back to it. It would be fine. When he looked back at his skin in the mirror, it’d be fine. Nothing would be out of place. There would be absolutely nothing wrong with anything.
Soap’s jaw fell to the ground with a panicked whimper when he’d turned his head over his shoulder.
Because, right above his fucking ass like Gaz had said, the name “Simon Riley” was tattooed in neat, mediumly thick letters. Bleeding fucking Christ. He’d gotten a tattoo of Ghost’s name. Above his ass.
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- Part 1 of until my hands are buried by the earth
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13 Nov 2024
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“Am I the arsehole for refusing to break up with my boyfriend after my husband found out about us?"
"I, 34M, and my husband, 36M, have been together for 8 years, married for 5 and a few months back, he asked me to open our marriage…”
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Soap's husband coerces him into opening their marriage "for the sake of it" and while reluctant at first, Gaz helps him navigate his new normal with a Tinder profile where he finds a Silver Fox that makes him see his marriage in a different light.
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11 Nov 2024