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Suowei can’t stifle a moan at Chi Cheng’s words. On the other end of the line, there is abrupt silence. Dangerous, calculated silence. And then…
“Da Bao.” Chi Cheng’s voice is at least an octave lower than it had been, and Suowei just barely catches another moan before it can slip out. “What are you doing right now?”
“What do you think?” he asks, his hand quickening its pace.
“Wu Suowei, did you leave my bed to go jerk off?”
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Suowei gets some education.
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- Part 1 of Good Things Come To...
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Bookmarked by airborne83
30 May 2026
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“Well,” Stiles says, “if they’re going to hunt werewolves, I’m going to hunt them.”
It’s a ridiculous statement from a ten-year-old, but he’s obviously one hundred percent sincere. For the first time since the fire, Peter feels life stir inside him, feels purpose. It’s kismet, clearly. He’ll never meet the child he would have had with Olivia. Instead he’s met this boy, this brilliant, determined, cynical child with a world of potential.
Peter kneels down in front of him so they’re at eye level. “How do you feel about doing that together?”
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Bookmarked by airborne83
23 May 2026
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There's a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn't really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude's got kids hanging all over him; one's on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There's a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he's got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles' mouth drops open.
"How many of those kids did you kidnap?" he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.
The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, "You think I'd subject myself to this on purpose?"
"Oooh," says one of the kids hanging off his arm. "I'm telling Mom."
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"You tell him to take the lonely new guy out, you tell me to take the lonely workaholic out, so neither of us can refuse because we're doing it for someone else. A perfect snare."
Adamson's expression warmed even further, like he was fighting off a smile, a battle he didn't mind losing. "What a way to look at it."
Jack grinned at the non-denial denial. "Sure, Dr. Adamson. I'll show your protégé a good time."
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07 Jan 2026
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Jack had just stepped back onto the main floor when he clocked movement at the ambulance entrance, two guys hurrying in, the smaller one helping a guy with a sweatshirt covered in blood. But something was wrong, some unnamable instinct rising within Jack at the way they moved. It was too fluid, too controlled. Jack knew what the walking wounded looked like, had seen it for years, from war zones to bar fights. This wasn't the injured seeking help; this was men hunting.
Time slowed, Jack's heart rate spiking, the adrenaline dump casting everything in sharp relief—the full ED floor, patients plus shift change meaning twice the usual personnel were here.
Robby was here.
That thought got him moving, Jack approaching laterally. He got there right as the guns came out.
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Bookmarked by airborne83
04 Jan 2026