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John MacTavish became an airline attendant for two reasons: To meet new people and to see the world.
And he's done that in his opinion, very thoroughly. But his new assignment is different, instead of normal passengers he's regularly attending to traveling active military members as they are deployed back and forth between Britain and the United States. But one man in particular catches his eye, the large quiet man wearing a skull print mask and always seated by himself...
John MacTavish became an airline attendant to meet new people, and he's possibly just met the love of his life. He just doesn't know it yet.
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The one where Airline Attendant Soap and Active Military Ghost fall in love when their paths cross over several overseas flights, and their friends watch it happen
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“Soap what-,” it dawned on Ghost in an instant, the moment he caught sight of pearly white canines just barely peeking out past his lips.
“Fucking hell, privates back the fuck up and get the hell out of here. You just spooked a werewolf days before a full moon.”
It was fucking stupid was what it was. Soap was just as good at tracking and stealth as he was. If anything his heightened senses should have made him better than Ghost, Soap’s hearing and sense of smell wildly beyond his own. Ghost would have laughed if the situation wasn’t so serious, but Soap genuinely thinking his chosen mate was threatened was anything but a laughing matter.
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When werewolf!Soap gets spooked in a halloween prank gone wrong, it's up to his handler, Ghost, to resolve the situation before it gets too out of hand.
And maybe live out one of his deepest fantasies in the process.
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He didn’t have much time in his thoughts because a wet feeling on his palm stole his attention, Soap biting his lip to keep a moan from slipping through as he watched Ghost lick the sweat up off his palm, bringing it to his lips from where it had been pressed to his heated brow.
If Ghost was this far gone Soap didn’t have a choice.
He was burning up and his heart was racing, and if Soap didn’t do something to stop both of those things then Ghost wouldn’t last to exfil, and the only thing that could do that was to give Ghost’s body what it was tricked into wanting.
He needed to be bred, specifically to be knotted.
And Soap was the only one here to do it.
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When Soap and Ghost encounter an experimental drug while in the field, one that can mimic a heat in feline hybrids, Soap has no choice but to do what he has to to get them both out alive. If that wasn’t hard enough, his hidden feelings for his superior won’t make anything easier.
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Ivy, the brat, only tilted his head back, subtly pushing into the hold, and III could feel the vibration of his laugh against his palm. His astonishment only grew when the smaller man leaned in for a kiss after that display.
He mentally bore down on their connection, summoning every ounce of command as he could in his silent voice.
'Won’t be laughin’ when I get my hands on ya later, Princess.'
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- Part 3 of I Sweat and I Ache For
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27 May 2026
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As usual, Vessel was petrified. You’d think since he’d been a musician for all his adult life, and the lead singer and composer for his band for years he wouldn’t get stage fright anymore. But you’d be wrong. He does. Every. Single. Night.
There’s only one thing that helps.
Well, one act, three people.
Sex.
With them, his bandmates. II, III and IV.Notes: there is no mention of band member’s names or real identities in this fic.
There is definitely smut. Polyvessels (eventually).I’m not 100% how long this fic will go on for, but I have a few more ideas for hopefully around 10 chapters so far and more may come as I go along.
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24 May 2026
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The road stretches out in front of them, long and dark and mostly empty. The windows are cracked to let the air in as they drive, and they can hear to toads and crickets hidden in the tall grass. Somewhere ahead, the moon is dropping lower toward the horizon, a pale sliver slipping down through the trees.
He glances over to the passenger seat again.
Vessel catches him immediately, like he always does. “You’ve been staring,” he says, voice soft with exhaustion.
II lets the corner of his mouth lift. “Can’t help it.”
Vessel looks at him for another second, smiles something that makes II's heart ache, and turns back toward the front window.
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22 May 2026
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His grandad brought him a guitar for Christmas, and he liked to put his spare plectrum between his teeth while he was tuning it.
And then he began to go to house parties when he was fourteen, and started putting bottles of WKD in his mouth instead. At fifteen it was cigarettes. At seventeen it was weed.
That’s when he got his first girlfriend as well, and he discovered there were other uses for his mouth. At eighteen, he went to Uni and discovered he liked the taste of whiskey and coke. He also tasted his first cock, and found out he liked that too.
He doesn’t talk about that one as much.
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IV can’t stop putting things in his mouth. No one really seems to mind, though.
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04 May 2026
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Zoro was sure he didn't stand a chance with the cook, a notoriously straight man.
Until he sees him with Law, and everything goes to hell.
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03 May 2026