KAVALERA



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    A groan comes from below him, low and deep, and it has him freezing up completely and blinking, before whipping to glance down at what was underneath him.

    Correction; at what he was sitting /atop of/.

    He could feel it properly, now that he wasn’t distracted by the adrenaline rush, now that everything was stilling around him—them. He could feel the hips he was straddling, the lower stomach his ass was stationed on, and the hands that had somehow, intentionally or not, attached themselves to his waist.

    Jabber’s hands. Jabber’s hands that were on his waist. Jabber’s hips that he was straddling. Jabber that he was situated atop of.

    Jabber’s face—which was inches away from Zanka’s own, and purple eyes open to meet his blue.

     

    [or, that one stuck in a tight space fic that every fandom eventually gets]

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    Jabber likes to bite. Zanka is so unsure of himself, thinking about whether he'd like to be bitten or not is hardly a priority. Their secondary genders do little to change these facts.

    For Jankatober, day 11) Bite

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    Zanka goes into heat and expects Jabber to take advantage of it. He doesn't.

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    The omega muses, staring at the box for a couple of more seconds before he opens it and takes a look inside. The chocolates are all a little different, some bigger, some smaller, and some have little bits of decor on them, while some of them are bare and just chocolates. 

     

    None of them look terribly appealing, but, for Enjin, he’ll give them a try. So, he reaches down, taking his time picking one he wants, and then popping it into his mouth absentmindedly. 

     

    As he chews, he notices that there’s a note attached to the vase of flowers. He reaches down to turn it towards him, then reaches to grab onto the small folded square piece of paper that had come with it. 

     

    He expects to find Enjin’s shitty hand writing, Rudo’s chicken scratch, or Riyo’s flawless signature. But—

     

    The note has one thing written on it; /for Mr. Bad Attitude/, with a badly drawn heart beside it. 

     

    Zanka’s heart stops. 

     

    [or, stumbling upon Valentine's Day gifts Zanka assumes are from his fellow Cleaners, are instead from a certain alpha he cannot seem to shake off. This action will have consequences. Deadly and lovely ones.]

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    “You're going into heat. You must be a late bloomer,” Enjin says, looking Zanka over. “I can smell it on you, you're starting to smell all sweet and shit and you're hot to the touch. Your boyfriend's rut probably triggered it.” Enjin makes some vague gestures with his hands. “Your development.”

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