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"“'M goin', m'goin',” Ryan finally managed to mumble into the kiss, though he made absolutely no effort to prove it. Instead, he stole another second, taking Naim's tongue into his mouth to suck on it gently—partly because he wanted to and partly because it was an incredibly effective way to stop whatever complaint Naim had been trying to make. Judging by the way Naim's eyes fluttered shut and rolled back just slightly, Ryan considered his objective accomplished. He smiled into the kiss again, unable to help himself. He could've stayed there all night if the rest of the world would've just left them alone."
Ryan is going to remember this night forever.
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Shower Head by hvllander (krvger)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
30 Jan 2026
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Shane will never complain about having sex with Ilya. Even when he thinks he might. Even when his brain lines up all the reasons it could go wrong, all the ways it might be uncomfortable or inconvenient or just not worth the effort.
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…“Mmm, so wet, Hollander. Because of the shower, yes? All the, fuck, all the water.” Shane managed to huff out a ‘fuck you’ while Ilya played with the swollen slit at the head of his dick.
“Look down, Shane. C’mon, are you looking?” Tears began to form in Shane’s eyes from Ilya’s hands, from the words spilling from his mouth. “Are you — fuck, Hollander — are you thinking about the water, mmm? Is too cold? Too hot?
Shower sex? Shane might be too on the spectrum for that.
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Collection of my oneshots for Thornute Week '25 <3 will be updated
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After a bloody raid, Thorfinn’s mercenary band captures Prince Canute, the second son of King Sweyn. Calm, fragile, and out of place, Canute becomes an unlikely pawn in Askeladd’s games. As tensions rise, Thorfinn’s disdain for the prince shifts into something more complicated, a reluctant bond forming between them. Amid the chaos, both Thorfinn and Canute begin to change: Thorfinn is forced to confront the cost of his thirst for revenge, while Canute starts to find his voice and strength. As they navigate the murky waters of duty and loyalty, choice and fate, an unexpected and complex love starts to bloom: one that could shift the fate of both their lives forever.
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Canute had been poking at him all day — fingers to a bruise Thorfinn didn’t want to admit was there.
It started with the apple. He bit into it slowly, lips parting around the skin with this sharp little crunch that echoed in the quiet morning. Juice slid down his chin, and instead of wiping it right away, he caught it with his tongue — casual, unbothered. His eyes met Thorfinn’s over the rim of his cup, half-lidded, amused. The smugness in them was quiet, but it was there. Like he knew he was being watched.
“You’re very disciplined,” he’d said, voice soft like silk and sin. “Do you ever let go?”
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Canute chased him with his hips, desperate to feel more, be filled deeper, fucked harder. He wasn’t just unraveling — he was offering himself up, body and soul, like this was some kind of holy communion and Thorfinn was the only god left.“I love you,” he gasped before he could stop it. “I—ah! fucking love you—”