Syrupy Heat – Ch. 1

Tags: Omegaverse, Polyamory, Heat Sex, Transmasc Character, PIV sex
Ships: Lynx/Shun, Lynx/Adia, Lynx/everyone

Author’s Note: Hello and welcome to an omegaverse AU I wrote about a book I have not yet published ^^’ Goofy business, I know, but love them, and I hope you love them too.


Chapter 1: Wolfpack

It’s another rainy day outside, not that that bothers Lynx much inside. He lolls over the bedsheets that smell like all of them, the grey comforter scratching against his nose as he rubs it into the soft nap, letting it drag against his tummy as his shirt rucks up.

He barely realizes he’s doing it and definitely doesn’t notice that he’s making soft little noises, little whimpers and grunts, until he feels a warm hand on his bottom.

Lynx jolts a little, rolling over and out of his hormone-induced haze to blink those pretty, dark eyes up at Adia.

“Whaa?”

He maybe doesn’t realize how slurred it comes out, only that Adia is here and that’s fantastic, and the bed smells really good, and it feels really good, and he’s soft and warm all over. He is maybe, probably, never getting up out of this bed.

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Dog bite?! More kpop, more kdrama, and a new serial

I’ve been straight up obsessed with Devil by the Window by TXT for a couple of days now. I’m also neck deep in watching the kdrama Secret Relationships, which I clicked on purely by chance, but god I saw the twist coming, and yet it’s still so fucking good.

I got attacked by a dog the other day? So that was less than awesome. My foot hurts, and I can’t really walk on it, but it’s okay with meds and keeping off it. I’m on antibiotics and really hoping that ish doesn’t get infected. Ughhh.

I’m still not convinced this isn’t a very stupid idea, but I’ve been serializing one of my new BL books here. I’m having a really good time writing it. I hope you’ll have a good time reading it. I agonized so hard over the pricing structure because I really honest to god do not want to feel like I’m ripping anyone off!! I’d make it cheaper if I weren’t already getting murdered on the payment processing fees at $0.99.

I’m… trying things. Undoing things, trying them again. Thinking long and hard and then trying not to think because I still want to be more of a writer than a… what. Marketer? I don’t know. Trying to make it out alive, like we all are. Rising costs of living are murder, huh?

It is almost time for more pain meds, and then I think I’m going to try to write again. Wish me luck with crossed fingers, if you can.

Koreatown

I am serializing some new monstrosity here, just by the by.


“You’re sure they can’t find us?” Jisoo asks.

He wasn’t going to lean against Minjae—keeping that space between them; he’s not a baby. But Minjae loops his arm around Jisoo’s chest, warm and steady and perfectly heavy-strong, and pulls him closer.

“Absolutely sure,” Minjae says, pressing a kiss to the side of Jisoo’s face. “I swear on my life,” he says, kissing his way across Jisoo’s temple, fluttery across his eyelashes, and then down to his nose. “Absolutely no one is going to find us here.”


It’s only running if you talk about it.