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Eliana Lee
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February 11 - February 13, 2025
“1 to 10?” Julian asked quietly. This was how Julian checked in with her. 10 meant it was a fucking amazing gift of a day. 1 was a day that sliced off pieces of her dignity with every second. “3 this morning.” She wished she could reach over and take his hand but she could never risk it. “But 7 after seeing you.”
It sat at a similar humiliation level to cleaning Satan’s gloryhole sex club every night. Not as the janitor — but the actual mop itself.
She was the final temptation — I couldn’t possibly — before licking the bowl clean.
Andrew kissed promises and reassurances onto her lips. She wiped it away as soon as he left the room.
“It’s a beautiful exhibition.” He turned to face her, his dark eyes ablaze. “It’s not the art keeping me here.”
“Is it recording? Shit, let me check.” She reached towards the phone again but knocked it to the floor, the screen shaking as it fell. “Fucking hell.” “I love her,” Ollie whispered, earning a light smack on the back of his head from Everett.
Cocoon her in blankets (that smelled like him) and feed her bonbons. He didn’t even know what bonbons were but he was going to find out and get them for her.
Why couldn’t an omega wear a gorgeous dress she looked poured into without attracting unwanted stares everywhere she went? Isaac felt the need to write a strongly worded letter, though he was unsure exactly to whom he would address it. Anyone with eyes, he supposed.
Juno wasn’t sure if Miles was actually eating his ice cream pornographically or if her hormone-addled brain was seeing it that way.
“We’ll haunt the others together then,” she decided and was rewarded with Miles’ deep chuckle and his fingers laced in hers.
Ollie wondered if Juno knew just how wrapped around her little finger she had him already. Would she use her powers for good or evil?
Ollie felt like a Victorian lord who’d gotten a glimpse of an ankle for the first time.
“You could even be a snake and I bet you’d look like the cutest little danger noodle I’d ever seen.”
“That was…” Her eyes fluttered as she was lost for words. She stroked his cheek, a sweet intimate caress. “You’re wonderful. Kiss me again.” Ollie took the melting omega back into his arms, as rich caramel sugar melded with vibrant espresso.
“Juno. You there, beautiful?” “Mmm…need you.” Where was he? Didn’t he know she wanted to ride his face?
“You’re dangerous.” Before she could overthink it, she rose onto her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “I’m going to have to watch out for you.” She could see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. “Get out of here, trouble. I’ll see you in the morning.”
His final thought before he drifted off was how he really did like having soft things in his room.
“Ollie.” She didn’t recognise the hoarse voice repeating his name over and over. “I’ve got you, sweet girl. I’ve got you.”
Juno pulled the blanket up until only her eyes were visible. “Hi.” Her muffled voice greeted him bashfully. He pulled his side up too. Two caterpillars not yet butterflies. “Hi.”
“Follow my lead.” She grinned, pressing the button to start. Always, Julian thought to himself.
“The grass isn’t greener on the other side. It’s greener where you water it. Care for her and let her care for you and I have no doubt you two will flourish.”
“And during times you can’t be strong, letting me be here for you…it’s a privilege, Juno.” He faced her, radiating sincerity. “It’s a blessing to love you.”
“Don’t mention Mario Party,” Ollie hissed, leaning close so he could keep his voice down. “Why not?” Ari whispered back. “We don’t play Mario Party in this house, Ari.” Isaac’s booming voice echoed across the room, startling Ollie and Ari like misbehaving schoolchildren. “You mean you don’t play Mario Party.” Everett’s footfalls were heavy as he strode over. “Cause you’re a goddamn fucking thief.” Miles threw his hands up. “Here we go,” he said in a deeply resigned tone. “For god’s sake, Everett, let it go,” Isaac said, massaging his temples. “Don’t tell me to let it go, I will never let it
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Juno’s next words etched themselves on his very soul. “Anger is poison, Ari. Compassion is free.”
“No one hurts the ones I love, Juno.” A vow so unyielding it could’ve been written in blood.
“It is a shame,” Juno said, her voice dangerously soft. “Your bigotry that is. Is it that he’s a beta or that they’re both men?” Emma wouldn’t meet her eyes and Juno’s lip curled in contempt. “It’s both, isn’t it? My, you’re quite the multitasker, aren’t you. And I wouldn’t worry about the whole scent match issue. Turns out you don’t have to be one to be knotted on every surface of the house.”
“What happened to compassion is free?” he asked her mildly. “Not for homophobes,”