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The Glue That Binds Us - A Post-Apocalyptic Sebardagni Story
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Rating: T | Words: 2867 | Pairing: Sebardagni
Summary: The world ended years ago. Bard, Sebastian, and Agni have managed to eke out a meager existence in a remote mountain cabin homestead they share. But due to Sebastian's chronic illness, Bard has to spend more and more time apart from his lovers in order to seek out any medicine to treat Sebastian's condition. The long separation puts stress on the trio. Ultimately, they are happy together despite the state of the human world because they've found each other.
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One hell of a butler-
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Six Sentence Sunday: Plaything
Slick gushes down my thighs and Undertaker’s scent is so burnt with rage that my head is spinning. Shaken and chilled by the rain, I shiver pathetically. Bone-deep cramps sear through me, and I stumble.
“I…” I whimper. “Alpha…p-please…”
Undertaker pauses, gently gathering me up into his arms to carry me.
“Daddy’s got you, love.” He says, tucking my head under his chin.
Strong Alpha. Fights for. Protects.
Unable to help myself, I cling to his shoulders.
Mine.
His long strides cover ground quickly enough, and we soon reach his shop. He carries me inside, kicking the door closed before bolting it with one hand. He heads for the stairs, and we enter his bedroom, which is dimly lit with dozens of candelabras.
He lays me down upon the sheets of his bed.
“Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.” He says, and carefully undresses me. Then he winds the sheet and his robe around my shoulders once more. I wait for him to loom over me, to pin me down and lick the sweet glacé sheen from my thighs.
Through a fog of agony, I instead watch him walk away from me.
I let out a pathetic whine. “Alpha, don’t-”
He pauses, but he doesn’t look at me. “Don’t what, love?”
I’m still hurt. Angry.
But I need him here with me. I don’t want to be alone right now.
“Don’t go.” It’s a bare whisper, so quiet that I doubt he hears it. “Please. I…”
The words sit hot on my tongue until they burn like red-hot iron. Until I have no choice but to release them.
“I need you.”
But hear it, he does.
Cedric still will not turn to face me. “Do you? You told me that if I loved you, I should stay away from you.”
“Yes.” I admit. “Yes, but I’m sorry, I…” Pant. “I didn’t mean it.”
“But you did.” His voice is cool, edged like a knife. The flames in the fireplace flicker, then dim. The air in the room chills, growing deadly still. Heavy. Uncomfortable. “That’s why you left.”
“I… I was hurt, I- wasn’t thinking properly. Uhn-” The ache of another cramp cuts me off. “I’ll never send you away or run from you again. I’m sorry, Cedric, please, I-”
“You promise you will never wound me like that again?”
“Yes.” I breathe. “Yes, I promise.”
“Yes, what?”
“Y- yes. Yes, Daddy. Please, I- I need-”
Undertaker turns, strides towards me. He grabs my face, squeezing firmly, but is careful to not let his nails bite into the skin.
“And what about what I need, hm? Will this be a mutual understanding, or will you beg for all of me, only to then push me away again when I give you just that?”
I pant lewdly in his face, unable to control myself any longer.
Alpha Help Alpha It hurts
I need-
My mind is lost in the red velvet haze, and all I can think is how badly I want him to pin me beneath his weight and stuff his cock inside of me.
“I… I’m sorry.”
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You can read chapter 1-18 here. Just be mindful of the tags on this dead dove story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39778392/chapters/99590991
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Can't wait for ✨HIM✨
uhh also spoiler alert I guess? Lol 😂
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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it
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