“…Bonnie?” Freddy was confused, looking around the pizzeria in hopes to find where Bonnie might’ve gone to, but it was too dark to tell. Freddy turned to Chica who was yawning in hopes to get some sort of answer.
”Yes,Keep your legs like that. It’s hard to do this if your legs are closed,Young Master.” He says before sitting down on the bed in front of Ciel. Before he can do anything,A pain in his stomach causes him to double over over his stomach,A hand automatically snapping to it as he rubs it and tries to steady his own breathing. As it ends,He brushes it off and places his hand on Ciel’s knee and places a finger from his free hand into Ciel’s Anus,Causing Ciel to whimper and snap his legs closed around Sebastian’s hand.
Of course, this ties in with all the issues around all the yaoi written by people who don’t know shit about what gay men are actually like in relationships and contributes to the perpetuation of bad stereotypes and fetishization, but I digress.
His senses was on hyper alert, and a smirk was dancing all over his face as he ran into the thick woods surrounding the headquarters. He had no doubt that no matter who caught him, he would be sore tomorrow, and he looked forward to it.
The recovery included an brief introduction to the need to be controlled, hurt and dominated, and quickly acknowledges a laundry-list of BDSM-type activities and needs (without very little graphic depiction). Those looking repeated anddetailed BDSM scenes will be disappointed, and those squicked out by BDSM themes might not appreciate the ending. To me, the “Broken Alpha’s” need to submit to control and pain made sense, and the realization and of this need in the pair was interesting if a bit brief. The story touches on slipping into the submissive cravings and the exploration of how “submissive space” filled essential needs. While not quite as thorough or detailed as I would have preferred, I do commend the author for tackling this approach to BDSM (as I know many “real-life” submissives who use a trip into BDSM “sub-space” as an extremely cathartic release from past, abusive powerlessness).
Ashton Smith is a free-spirited omega artist, a painter with a passion for taking risks. After a visit to a well that shows wolves their true mates, he comes across the man he saw while frequenting his favorite bar. This man is familiar to him, and eventually they realize the truth: they were lovers in the past.
He swore he could hear Eren mentally cursing him, and wiped his tears away with his free arm. This totally wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. Watching their second pup slide free, his hair, ears and tail were brown like Eli’s. Two boys, God. How lucky could he be? Tearing off another strip of fabric, he tied the cord like he’d done the first time and Eren slumped sideways, while the afterbirth was expelled from his body. Much like his brother, the pup in his hold let out a small cry
Joel looked at the man trying in vain to pull the egg out, but the egg was too slippery with fluids for him to even take hold of. Joel poured more wine into his glass and continued drinking into the night. He checked his watch again. 12.30am. The man had been trying to birth the large egg for an hour and a half but was unsuccessful in doing so. He noticed yet another gush of fluids exit the man as he heard a sharp yelp and the man was panting, red-faced, trying to get the large egg out of his birth canal. Joel sighed and finished his wine as he prepared to go out and help the man birth the large eggs and the ones that followed behind.
Summary: Eren hates being an omega and is determined to defy his orientation and join the Survey Corps. When a Colossal Titan mysteriously appears and breaks down the outer wall of his district, he and his friends are forced to retreat to one of the inner walls where practices are very different from what he’d grown accustomed to. They are shocked and terrified at the treatment they receive from the military personnel once they arrive on the other side of Wall Rose. With every bit of his humanity and dignity stripped away, Eren’s world is turned upside down. Can Eren still be the hero he always wished to be while trying to deal with the changes occurring within himself?
Summary: AU in which Alphas are like royalty and are offered their choice of any age eighteen-and-up virgin Omega for each year’s heat season, as a ‘thank-you’ to all they’ve done for their compounds throughout the year. Derek is an Alpha and…yeah, Stiles. Stiles is an Omega. And still a virgin. In every way. And he’s just turned eighteen. This…is not his day.