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Disappointment after disappointment

I can’t want this. I love women. I'm an honest and hard-working guy who has never been in trouble in his life. So why the hell am I the one in this position? Abducted, tied up, and at the mercy of a psycho hottie.
~ Absolutely not
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“Now, be the good little whore I know you want to be for me and open that pretty mouth. You don't want my fingers going into this ass dry, do you?” His dark chuckle is sarcastic as if him about to rape me is some fucking joke.
~ Hm... I might be out
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I never in a million years thought that he would abduct me. I’m beyond angry, but also, why is it so fucking hot? It’s like some messed up foreplay. I'm such a freak.
~ Sigh
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Omg I forgot about the kidnapping part...

Enzo's face contorts into a confused expression. “I don’t think someone looking pissed off is consent to fuck, my man,” Enzo says.
~ MY MAN ENZO, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! THE BAR IS LOW, BUT OMG YOU'RE THE LOML NOW!! Thank you, someone finally said it
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So, tonight I will be turning up with my old friend Enzo. We have known each other for years. We used to occasionally fuck around a long time ago. He lives in Los Angeles now and is in town for business. Why not take the opportunity to have some fun?
At Seb’s expense of course.
~ Thanks for spelling it out... I wouldn't have connected the dots otherwise... I feel insulted 3 /hj
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“Seb,” he says behind me in the smokiest growl I’ve ever heard. It's what I'd imagine a wolf would sound like if they could speak. I turn around slowly and try to remember to breathe while also trying not to get hard at that dominant tone. Since when does a voice have the power to arouse my dick? Fuck, he smells good too. Woodsy and spicy. Maybe he is a wolf after all.
~ This HAS to be satire wtf (lovingly)
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“Seb,” he says behind me in the smokiest growl I’ve ever heard. It's what I'd imagine a wolf would sound like if they could speak. I turn around slowly and try to remember to breathe while also trying not to get hard at that dominant tone. Since when does a voice have the power to arouse my dick? Fuck, he smells good too. Woodsy and spicy. Maybe he is a wolf after all.
~ This HAS to be satire wtf (lovingly)
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I feel his eyes on me and it's making me fucking uncomfortable. Am I into guys? No. Did I notice Dima? Yes. It fucks with my head.
~ Speedrunning the development...
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As I approached his table earlier, it was as if I'd been put under a spell. I have never found a guy attractive but this fucker is insane. He belongs in some kind of mafia romance where the women swoon over him. Also, the way he looked at me… there was a click in my chest and my heart raced under his scrutiny.
~ Sigh
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I’m giddy at the thought of this chase and salivating over that bouncy as fuck ass. How the fuck did that fit into those pants? I could balance my drink on that thing. Jesus. Now my mind is racing at full speed with the things I want to do to him. That delectable ass in particular.
Challenge accepted, beautiful.
~ Sigh... I need better taste, anyway <3
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God I hate this exposition style

I lie on my bed, staring up at the brown speckled ceiling, feeling like a failure. My life is one big, fucked up mess and I don’t know where to turn.
~ What an opening
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Travis and Carter's story might be over, but I'm far from done sharing this world. Stay tuned for the following spin-off books:
Casey/Jake(Benny)
Nolan/Maison/Hunter
Ace/Matt
Bryce/Keats
Ronan/a sassy young man you haven't met yet
Hunter's friends (Liam, Booker, Carlos, Judd, Wells, and Jax) will also be getting some love in the future!

~ Oh... oh no, I was hoping it would be over but I guess it was obvious it wasnt

He breathes in slowly. Lavender. Tea tree oil. Cinnamon. And the new addition of charcoal.
It’s Travis.
It’s home.
It’s his happily ever after.
“We won,” Carter whispers to himself, a smile breaking loose on his lips.
He kisses the caged bird and settles back to finally fall asleep.
We won.

~ So fucking adorable

"Bad guys lose in the end," Casey whispers. The words are an echo from the cage when Carter had first met him and Elliot. Elliot wouldn't stop crying, but Casey had soothed him. "They always fucking lose in the end. You just have to wait long enough."
"We win," Carter adds as he takes Casey's hand in his. Casey squeezes his hand tight, like he's terrified of letting go. "We fucking win."

~ :) <3

"We're all victims," Carter mumbles, getting the point.
"No, Carter." Dr. Singh sits forward and points a finger at him, his expression serious. "You're all survivors. The question is, are you ready to face that?"

~ I won't do teh rant, there's nothign wrong with being a victim.

Your brain doesn't want to be a victim. And it's understandable. Who wants to be a victim, right?"
"I'm not in denial. I'm not trying to avoid being the victim. I just - I feel guilty I didn't experience the same level of trauma as the others. I mean, Casey was gangraped all the time. Matt doesn't even speak."
Dr. Singh frowns. "Out of Casey and Matt, who had it worse do you
think?"
"I… don't know."

~ Uncomparable

“I can’t play with you if we can’t communicate, sweetheart.”
“But we’ve been communicating.”
“Twice now, you’ve safe worded out of a conversation that makes you uncomfortable. And I’ll never take that word away from you, not fucking ever, but if that’s how you’ll use it, we aren’t communicating enough.”

~ I love them so deeply, no one will ever understand me

"I'm done talking about this. I - red."
Travis makes a sound Carter hasn't heard him make since he was Nathan Roarke. It makes Carter feel very small. What Travis says next is even worse. "You want to safe word out of any conversation that makes you uncomfortable? Fine, Carter. But then we won't be playing anymore. I can't be your sir if we can't communicate. It’s not healthy.”

~ THIS IS WHAT I WANTED <3

“You’re - you’re going too slow for that. It’s n-not the same.”
“Because I’m milking you, sweetheart.” Travis gives in then, flashing his boy a sadistic grin. “I’m not trying to give you an orgasm. Just trying to empty you out.”

~ Diabolical

Just as Travis's heart is about to break though, his boy plasters himself to Travis like a damn spider monkey and whispers into his ear, "I love you too, Travis Kenton.”

~ They're adorable af

“Trav?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re learning together, okay? Don’t be too hard on yourself.”
Something softens in Travis’s expression. Carter realizes after a moment what it is - relief. It’s a rare emotion for the man holding him. Sadly rare.
Carter smiles at the sight of it, though. Because he feels relieved too now.
Maybe this thing between them will work out after all.

Travis talking to all the doms and learning to be good for Carter <3
It's so cute, I'm so glad tehy're both growing and acknowleding fault

“Stop. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”
“But-”
“Red.”

~ Love that Travis listens, but omg this is gonna be one tough convo. Carter expecting to be punished and when he isn't thinking TRAVIS doesn't care about him enough to punish him... brutal. They WILL be talking about this later

“No.” Travis fists the boy’s hair, narrowing his eyes at him. “What did sir just say?”
Carter’s eyes flash with lust, but his shoulders relax and all defiance washes out of him. It’s a beautiful sight - Carter’s submissive side coming out willingly, consensually, safely. No fear in his eyes. No tension in the muscles. No shaking, anxious breaths. Just calm and trust and lust.

~ Cute

While Maison sputters and Nolan bats his eyelashes, Carter catches sight of Jake slowly approaching Casey, a nervous smile on his lips. Carter sighs heavily and turns back to Travis. “Everyone else is so angsty and doomed and sexually tense. We should really climb into bed and take advantage of being free of that, don’t you think?”

~ Carter is my pookie

“Yeah, yeah, come in,” Carter mumbles. He moves to the side, letting in his… friends? - yes, he supposes that these are his friends, or at least his family, if nothing else.

~ Genuinely cute af

“Are you still pouting, sweetheart?” sir asks, sounding far too amused for Carter’s liking.
“Yes,” Carter grumbles.
“What a shame. I planned on cuddles, but…”
Cuddles? Carter whips around to face sir, forgetting why he was grumpy. “I want cuddles.”
Sir grins at him and opens his arms. “Then come here, silly boy.”

~ They're cute, I'm glad they're happy