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“You do realize,” he spoke measuredly, “how absolutely insane you sound, trying to protect the long-gone virtue of your nearly forty-year-old professor? Who happens to be a werewolf?”
“You’re not my professor. Not anymore.”
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Dirty little Remione one-shot featuring gratuitous use of erotic poetry as foreplay. Canon divergent from the beginning of Deathly Hallows.- Language:
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14 Nov 2024
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Their laughs die down into silence. Seonghwa contemplates whether speaking his mind is the right approach. "You're not alone, you know." He hopes Hongjoong doesn't hear it as the confession it is, but as the comfort he tried to disguise it as.
He can feel Hongjoong's head turn to face him and he does the same, another form of meeting him halfway. Hongjoong frowns, "am I really that sleep deprived or are you implying what I think you are?"
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They’re on a late night walk home when Hongjoong finally admits he’s into dick and Seonghwa admits that he agrees, then they admit some other stuff along the way
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14 Jun 2023
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“I’m cold, Joong-ah,” Wooyoung murmurs, the whine in his voice still evident. Without warning, his fingers twist in the hem of his shirt, bunching up the fabric as the heels of his palms drag up his lower stomach, tugging the shirt up to his hips. At the same time, the leg he has resting against his other thigh falls open, knee coming to rest against the back of the couch, leaving Wooyoung’s lower body exposed. There’s a beat of silence where Wooyoung’s dark gaze burns into Hongjoong, lids drooping heavily, but then he breathes out a simultaneously pleading and cautious, “Warm me up.”
Snowed in. It's the dead of winter, and the apartment Hongjoong shares with his roommate and best friend of nearly four years, Wooyoung, is as frigid as the winter wasteland freezing their front door shut. A reprieve from their classes during exam season should feel like heaven - but it's a little like Hongjoong is trapped in his own personal hell of secretly harbored feelings that he keeps swallowing down, the object of his affection within reach but just beyond the span of his fingertips.
He burns, and Wooyoung craves the warmth of his deeply-rooted desire.
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21 Mar 2023
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"really." hongjoong muses mock-thoughtfully, forcing himself to look straight into mars' pretty, dark brown eyes. "your idea of a good impression is beating them in a street race?"
mars shrugs. "whatever gets their attention." he steps closer. "and it looks like i've got yours."
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kim hongjoong, infamous leader of street-racing gang ATEEZ, gets beat for the first time in six years by a newbie named mars. needless to say, he's a little pissed off.
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- Part 1 of race into my heart
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28 Dec 2022
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“Th-thank you, too!" How pathetic. He is stuttering because of a nickname. The sentence doesn't even make any fucking sense either. Thanks for what? Thanks for pressing your penis against my sixpack? Thanks for leaving me with an erection so you can go sulk in the bed above mine?
Fuck Hongjoong.
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Where Hongjoong struggles with himself, and Seonghwa offers help in many ways
And they’re both horny (and in love)Bookmarked by itsnotthesideeffectsofthecocaine
12 Dec 2022