KNOT Oneshots
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“...and I’ll take full responsibility for whatever happens next.”
He can’t tell if Phatsa really understands him or not, but the omega nods and goes back to grinding on him. He drops down to scent his neck again, panting as his body moves frantically, chasing after a high he doesn’t know how to reach. Nakun flips them over, leaning down to return the scenting.
He sits back to look at his flushed, heat-dazed omega for a moment. He needs to take care of him, to give him relief.
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- Part 1 of KNOT Oneshots
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When he glances back at Phatsa, the omega is staring at him, his face flushed. His pheromones flood the air around them, and Nakhun can’t tell if it’s consciously or not. Phatsa sets the pillow aside and fidgets with his hands.
Then he abruptly leans over and leans on Nakhun’s shoulder, inhaling his scent.
“So, you don’t want to hold me?” He asks, rubbing his cheek on the curve of his chest.
Nakhun freezes. Shit, he must have been louder than he’d thought. It takes him a moment to react to Phatsa’s wandering hand slipping under his shirt.
“Phatsa, don’t mess with my feelings,” Nakhun takes a sharp breath as Phatsa’s fingers stroke over his ribs. “because if you say yes to this, I’ll take you seriously.”Series
- Part 2 of KNOT Oneshots
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Nakhin pulls his phone from his pocket with shaking hands. He’s barely able to focus long enough to find his most recent contacts.
“Hello?” Ongsa’s voice is like a balm to his system.
“Ongsa.” He breathes.
“Nakhin? ...what’s wrong?”
He swallows and shakes himself.
“I need to ask you a favor. It’s a big ask, and I understand if you say no.”
“What is it?”
“Long story, but my rut got triggered early.” He hears Ongsa suck in a breath. “Would you be willing to spend it with me?”
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- Part 3 of KNOT Oneshots
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Sangnuea breathes hard as Naphitch’s eyes are rapidly swallowed by his pupils as he stares at him. He crosses the room slowly.
Sangnuea moans as the alpha’s scent reaches him- the same fresh, clean, spicy scent from the other week that had burned so sweetly on his tongue. Without thinking, he shoves his hand into his pants to push two fingers into his already slick hole for some relief.
Naphitch leans over him, faces a breath apart.
“Didn’t expect to find you here.” The alpha murmurs.
“Didn’t expect to be here.” Sangnuea gasps.
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- Part 4 of KNOT Oneshots
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Phatsa can admit that seeing his alpha shirtless doesn’t get old. The man is gorgeous. And all his, he thinks, smugly. Without thinking much farther, he pushes at Nakhun until he falls onto his back and Phatsa can clamber on top of him to enjoy the hunk of a man between his legs. (Sue him, he can objectify his mate after everything the alpha has put him through. The least he can do is be a piece of eye candy. Not that Nakhun seems to mind in the least.)
Nakhun’s large hands rub hotly over his arms and shoulders, fingers combing through his hair as Phatsa sets his mouth to the well-muscled expanse of skin below him. He can feel how hard Nakhun is under his hips and it makes him grin.
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- Part 5 of KNOT Oneshots
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Sangnuea sinks to the floor, dazed.
Naphitch watches him, breathing hard.
“Naphitch,” Nakhin breathes. “What have you done?”
He can’t look at his brother, knowing the disappointment he’ll see.
“The only thing that will stop him.” Naphitch says, his eyes still on the omega at his feet. “I’ll take responsibility for him. He’s my problem now.”
Sangnuea blinks slowly up at him, swaying on his knees. His eyes are glazed over and his face is still flushed. Then he slumps to the ground, limp.
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- Part 6 of KNOT Oneshots
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Sangnuea moves faster than he can react.
Nakhin turns to check on Ongsa, then is abruptly yanked over and away by an iron grip on his wrist, stumbling slightly as he’s pulled on balance.
“What are you doing?” He gasps.
“Nakhin! Stay calm!”
“Phi!” Naphitch yells.
or, what happened after the cafe confrontation.
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- Part 7 of KNOT Oneshots
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Nakhun feels the tug as Phatsa rides him, pulling at his cock when the omega lifts up.
“Phat- Phatsa, I think I’ve knotted you.” He says, surprised.
“What?” Phatsa pants, barely slowing down. “Seriously?”
He rides his cock a few more strokes, eyes widening as it tugs at his hole.
“Shit, you really did.”[or, the infamous yellow car scene.]
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- Part 8 of KNOT Oneshots
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"Stop." He says firmly, letting the alpha timbre of his voice seep through, along with a healthy does of pheromones.
Sangnuea fights him for a moment, then goes limp on the mattress with a whimper. When Naphitch rolls him over, his eyes are glazed, mouth parted gently as he breathes slowly. His heat pheromones nearly shimmer in the air with how strong they've become. Naphitch's head swims from it.
"I know you hate having to reply on me during your heats." He says with a sigh, running a hand down the omega's side. "But you're going to get sick if we don't, and you know it."
He glances around the room for inspiration, then sees the sturdy hook in the ceiling, left over from when he'd had a hanging chair when they were popular. An idea pops into his head.
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- Part 9 of KNOT Oneshots