Dune - Oc
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Doctor Locust works an exhausting job. Luckily, he has three boyfriends ready to help him relax waiting for him at home.
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“Has your big brother ever lost a fight?” Dune asks, trying to crack a smile, grabbing Roadrunner’s arms and looking into his big brown eyes. The kid smiles back, giving him a tearful shake of his head. “They won’t hurt me. I’ll be right back, and then me, you, and Jackal will all look for the others.”
He steps back, watching Roadrunner watch him before turning away and disappearing out of sight. Please, please keep him safe , Dune prays as he turns and starts running towards the mansion.
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Locust smiles weakly at him, shakily standing up. He can still feel the aftershocks coursing through his body, but Dune helps hold him up and together they get their pants on again. “That was good,” he rasped. “Bold, but good.”
“I would’ve backed down if you seemed like you didn’t want to. I guess I’m lucky you’re such a whore,” Dune comments, kissing Locust again, “Being fucked in the place you work. A bit much, even for you.”
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Dune wakes up in heat, much to his dismay. Although he tries to fight off his omega instincts, Carrion's just too perfect to resist as desperation kicks in for both of them. Dominant, condescending Dune reduced to a desperate whore and sweet, caring Carrion sent into a aggressive rut.
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Dune and Locust both have a bad day. And they’re both sadomasochists. What could be better to get them calmed down then angry sex?
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Locust and Dune don’t like each other. Of course, what better way to get two people to like each other then to buy them a hotel room with only one bed? That’s what Jackal and Carrion figure, anyway. Surely nothing can go bad - and surely the two won’t catch feelings, right?
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Soon enough, Dune is standing in the bathroom, Carrion undressing him as he glares at him, kissing the skin he exposes, smirking as he kisses his exposed cock. “That’s not fair,” Dune complains.
“I thought all was fair in love and war?” he says, getting on his knees.
“And I thought we were gonna take a shower. But by all means, continue.”
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happy birthday!
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Dune feels his mind slipping away. “Yes,” he says, and then after a moment, tears prick at his eyes. “I’m not going to die, right?”
Locust takes a moment to think. He doesn’t have everything he needs here, he doesn’t have any assistance, he’s brutally unprepared. And Dune is bleeding so heavily, starting to slur his words. Locust has seen better odds.
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“Come back to bed?” Jackal asked, his voice shaking a little. He had been having a rough week - the man had been talking as little as he could afford. Dune's eyebrows furrowed. He didn't want Jackal to waste his energy on him.
“I wouldn't be able to sleep,” he explains, raising his head. Jackal looks at him, concerned, eyes heavy with drowsiness. Usually Dune never woke anyone up whenever he got up; he felt a little guilty that he interrupted Jackal's sleep.
Jackal shrugged. “Lay with me,”
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Dune takes a slow, unsteady step forward, pressing Jackal's hands into his face. They're still as cold as they always were. Dune wonders, for but a split second, if they would bring more comfort if they were warm.
No, His mind answers, It wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be Jackal.
He loved that Jackal was so cold all of the time. He would never admit it, as even the thought brought an embarrassed flush to his cheeks, but he loved seeing the man dress in layers. He loved his complaining whenever they left the scorching desert. He loved when Jackal slid his hands into other people's pockets, against their hands, for extra warmth. He loved his grumpy face when he had to wear ear warmers and ridiculous hats.
He loved the feeling of his cold hands against his skin. The same hands that he held when they were five, the same hands that mimicked his as he tried to teach him sleight of hand, the same hands that held him at his sister's grave. He felt like there was a chance he knew them better than his own.
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Owch! My Head! Someone Hit Me Really Hard With A Glass Vial! by sandsofsolstice
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15 Sep 2023
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“Dune’ll want to know who did this to you. I called him and ‘Kal after they called me and he was furious,” he explains, still looking at the wall, although his hand squeezes Locust’s.
Locust hums. “I don’t actually know what they did with him. I was on the ground, out cold, for… probably a few minutes.”
Carrion is so shocked by this news that he forgets that he’s supposed to be pointedly staring at the wall and looks at Locust, astonished. “You were what?” He demands, voice nearly an octave higher from worry.
“Well, he hit me quite hard, to be fair,” Locust says, watching Carrion close his eyes tightly and his hand tense against his.
edit: sorry to anyone who wants the second chapter it might not ever happen :sob:
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“Don’t sound so pleased. Jackal asked me to make sure your accommodations were right,” he pauses, and Locust rolls his eyes as he prepares for a quip, “Heaven knows nothing could ever be extravagant enough for you.”
“I’ll have you know I’m perfectly pleased here,” Locust responds, “Although I can’t say I like the hand soap they have here. It dries my skin out something terrible.” He doesn’t actually care that much; he’s exaggerating simply to fit Dune’s remark, to give him something to argue about, to keep him on the line for longer.
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A whimper escapes Dune as he continues using Jackal’s fist for pleasure. His grip on Jackal’s forearm is strong and desperate: as if he’s holding on for dear life. It hurts, but not enough for Jackal to tell him to loosen his grip. “I can’t-” Dune suddenly stutters, eyes wide and fearful. Jackal stops, instantly, letting go of Dune’s throbbing cock and looking up at him. “I’m going to come if we don’t stop.”
“So?” Jackal asks hesitantly. “That is kind of the point, Dune.”
“I want you to… first, you know,” He explains, not meeting Jackal’s gaze. The man gives Dune’s cock a few strokes, chuckling gently - Dune objects to this with an offended noise - before he lets go completely.
“How do you plan on doing that?” Jackal asks, and he’s sitting up, grabbing and holding Dune’s hands as they let go of him and slip off of his body.
“I-” Dune starts, and it's clear he doesn’t have an answer. “However you want me to.” It’s the truth and a promise, Jackal knows. He knows Dune will oblige him in any way Jackal wants.
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The Only Thing That Might Help Now, Is If I Kill Myself! by sandsofsolstice
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05 Dec 2023
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Information on the main four's past relationships and a little on their current ones. Mostly, this is just to keep track of & share this information about my OCs with ease.
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Dune’s cock bobs, precome dripping from it. His thighs are already littered with bruises and hickeys - they’re almost completely black and blue at this point. His collarbones are in a similar situation, with a few dark ones on his neck too, for good measure.
“Shut up,” came the sharp reply, his breath deep and ragged from all the noise he’d been making. “Just let me finish already.”
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“Tell me who did this,” Jackal says. His rage is barely concealed, shaking with fury, all that righteous anger bubbling up to protect Dune. “Tell me who, and I will kill them.”
“Guess who’s little henchmen,” Dune snarls with a scoff. Who else could it have been besides Sphinx’s underlings? No one wants him dead more than Jackal’s ex, the man’s jealousy running even hotter than his vengeance. It makes him wonder why he isn’t well and truly dead in the sands right now.
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When Sphinx was ten years old, he was given a conch shell. It shined with iridescence and whispered the ocean’s waves into his ears, the hard and spiny outside rough against his young, unblemished hands. The inside, however; the inside was smooth and turned pink near where it curled into itself, the color gentle and light like a blush.
This is for you, his grandmother had said. She’d been gone a week at that point – work. No matter how he pestered her, she’d never elaborate. It was only work. Be gentle with it, now. It might break if you drop it.
Her hands were calloused and strong. The underneath of her fingernails were dirty and her knuckles were bruised. Her touch was gentle when she cupped Sphinx’s hands, which held the conch shell cupped in between them, and manipulated him until the shell was pressed against his ear.
Do you hear that? she’d asked, The ocean is beautiful. Powerful and free. When you stand at its edge, you still can’t see where it ends. It extends past the horizon.
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