FunkyInsomicHomosapien
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checkmate by majestictortoise
Fandom KinnPorsche: The Series (TV), รักโคตรร้ายสุดท้ายโคตรรัก | KinnPorsche: The Series (TV)
05 Dec 2022
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Vegas gives Pete a wry glance. "Where did you think my hedgehogs were coming from?"
"I-" Pete splutters, "to be honest, I hadn't thought about it."
Vegas looks fully amused now.
"But! Even if I had, I would have assumed you had gotten them from a pet store. Which is an extremely reasonable assumption."
Or: Pete isn't expecting the hedgehog inquisition. He handles it well.
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status quo by aloneintherain
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
29 Dec 2021
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Skywalker sees them coming and bares his teeth again. He shifts on his perch, and it sets off every single one of Rex’s instincts. If Skywalker registers them as a threat, there’s not much he’ll be able to do.
General Kenobi is a masterful fighter, but Rex has seen plenty of men crumple under hormones. And with the clear dominance General Skywalker is radiating, a growl buzzing through his chest, trying to get them both to submit—
“Anakin Skywalker,” Kenobi says sharply.
Skywalker’s growl cuts off.
(In which Anakin falls into pre-rut, Rex and the 501st panics, and Obi-Wan uses his Mum Voice.)
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The leader stepped forward, and the betas flanking him moved further out to the side to keep a clear line of fire on Max without impeding the alpha’s progress. The alpha’s nostrils flared and his advancing steps stuttered, pausing and then resuming twice as fast. Max felt a sick little swoop in his belly, grim satisfaction that his plan was working mixed with an awareness of what that would mean for him later. Guns down, gentlemen. Oscar protocol.
The betas lowered their rifles instantly, pointing them at the ground in front of Max instead of his chest. Max took a deeper breath in, his tension easing a bit as he moved past the part of the plan where he might just get shot dead before he had a chance to try to bargain. It had always been a risk; it had just seemed like a better death than slow starvation.
The alpha stepped closer, looking him over. He was a big man, but also quiet, light on his feet. Max tipped his chin up. It was a gesture of submission, and it showed that his neck was bare. No bonding bites, no competing claims. The added vulnerability made him tremble a little harder, but it was worth it for the way the alpha zeroed in on his throat.
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