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“Damen said, with helpless honesty, "Laurent, I am your slave."

The words laid him open, truth exposed in the space between them. He wanted to prove it, as though, inarticulate, he could make up for what divided them. He was aware of the shallowness of Laurent's breath, it matched his own; they were breathing each other's air.

He reached out, watching for any hesitation in Laurent's eyes. The touch he offered was accepted as it had not been last time, fingers gentle on Laurent's jaw, thumb passing over his cheekbone, soft. Laurent's controlled body was hard with tension, his rapid pulse urgent for flight, but he closed his eyes in the last seconds before it happened. Damen's palm slid over Laurent's warm nape; slowly, very slowly, making his height an offering, not a threat, Damen leaned in and kissed Laurent on the mouth.

The kiss was barely a suggestion of itself, with no yielding of the rigidity in Laurent, but the first kiss became a second, after a fraction of parting in which Damen felt the flicker of Laurent's shallow breathing against his own lips.

It felt, in all the lies between them, as if this was the only true thing. It didn't matter that he was leaving tomorrow. He felt remade with the desire to give Laurent this: to give him all he would allow, and to ask for nothing, this careful threshold something to be savoured because it was all Laurent would let himself have.”
― C.S. Pacat, Captive Prince: Volume Two

“You were always saying you were gonna shoot him," he mutters, but it's kind of half-hearted. "Stupid fucking little tit, he needs a bullet in his head. What do you keep him round for, anyway?"
Because he makes me laugh. Because, fuck knows why, he adores me. Because he needs somebody to look after him and nobody else knows how. Because everything about us is wrong and I never ever want to be right. Because I wake up in the morning and see him sleeping next to me with his stupid dyed hair and his stupid painted nails and his stupid toy monkey and I remember I love him so much I don't know what to do, I love him I love him I LOVE HIM.”
― Richard Rider, Stockholm Syndrome

“Are we just going to keep having sex so we can avoid talking about what we need to talk about?"

Prophet pulled back and looked between Tom's legs.

"What?"

"Just checking to make sure you still have a dick."

"Same one that fucked you through the wall while you begged for it," Tom pointed out, and Prophet eyes grew heavy lidded with lust again. "You're so easy, Proph."

"For you.”
― S.E. Jakes, Long Time Gone

“I love having him in my mouth, but even more than that, I'm hooked by the way he's staring deeply at me. Like I'm a fantasy. Like I'm something made of heaven and stars that he's dreamt of- and I never thought to ask what a celebrity who could have anyone in the fucking world fantasizes about.

And I wonder how long it's been me.”
― Becca Ritchie, Damaged Like Us

“I know who I am when I'm wi' Sam. When I wake up in his arms, I'm so at peace I don't wantae get out of bed. He makes me laugh until I cry, he always cares for me, no matter that I'm a maudlin, moody control freak. I look at him, and fer the first time in my life, I'm home - Declan Ramsay (Illuminate the Shadows- Shatterproof Bond #1)”
― Isobel Starling, Illuminate the Shadows

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― Jane Davitt, Truthful Change

“鈥� "This place is fun, Downtown is fun!" I said, looking at the blurred lights of the lamps on the street. "No wonder you left me for this鈥� I wouldn't be surprised if a ghost came out." I closed my fist, trying to catch the lights. "Now I get it, Dan! You're a ghost!"
鈥� "Am I?" he talked to me in an accommodating way, like anyone would do with a friend too drunk to think clearly.
鈥� "Yes! There's even two of you now."
鈥� "Of course, that would be the only possible reason." We reached the parking lot.
鈥� "Say Dan, have you come back to help me with Shallie? But if you're a ghost, can you just call her for me?" I grabbed his arm. "Can you? Can you bring her to me?" Suddenly all the fake happiness I was feeling before left me in a deep, black desperation. Dan's expression changed too, and got darker.
鈥� "I'm not a ghost, Drew," he said, calmly, securing the helmet under my chin. "I'm sorry," he added.”
― Elen Chase, Back in the Rain

“John alz貌 di riflesso gli occhi a quelle parole, una luce fiera e innamorata li animava. Non si sentiva pi霉 smarrito: per la prima volta in tanto tempo, aveva compreso d鈥檃ver incontrato il comandante del suo cuore.”
― Cristina Bruni, Gibraltar

“Charlie stood there like a stone monolith, blinking at his friend. Former friend? Christ. Eventually, he managed to utter, 鈥淪o it鈥檚 like that, then?鈥�

Sean visibly swallowed, stood up straight, and seemed to force himself to meet Charlie鈥檚 provoking gaze. 鈥淚t is exactly like that,鈥� he replied, brave as can be.”
― Kristen Casey, Lost in Love

“鈥� Why does it hurt so much? Even though you're here. Even though we're close like we've never been before. Why are you still suffering so much, when I am here with you? Why can't I fill the hole we have in our hearts? We will never be whole again, will we? Because we didn't know that we were whole only when we were together. We found out now, now that we will never be together again.”
― Elen Chase, Back in the Rain

“Killing somebody is not so strange here. Whether it is with poison, drugs or a gunshot, every person you meet is a potential murderer or an accomplice. I鈥檓 no different. I鈥檝e worked for them for years. I had a goal and threw away any morale to get what I wanted. This world is cruel, Drew. I鈥檇 like to believe it's just and fair, and the bad guys are the exception, but it's only a petty lie. People won't be good to you just because you're good to them. And if you want something, you have to be ready to give up something else. You have to be determined. Determined enough to live sacrificing ideals, pity, hope. I understand you cannot accept it. Deep down I鈥檓 happy you don't. Because the world you're looking at, despite everything you went through, is still clean. You still believe in justice. You're not like me. My world is dirty. I hate to disappoint you, but the truth is that your Shallie died because of people鈥� like me.”
― Elen Chase, Back in the Rain

“He was way stronger than me. All I could do, for seven years, was run away from the thought that my sister died. There were times I wished I could forget the both of them. I tried to lock them away somewhere in my mind and live normally, ignoring the fact that half of my heart was gone. I was trying to kill what he was trying to keep alive.”
― Elen Chase, Back in the Rain

“Benjamin non gli stava sorridendo solo con le labbra, ma anche con gli occhi, le braccia e tutto il resto del corpo. Il capitano era l矛 ed era venuto per lui, pronto ad accoglierlo con cuore e anima, per condurlo via con s茅.”
― Cristina Bruni, Gibraltar

“D鈥檌mprovviso, il mondo attorno a loro torn貌 ad avere un colore e un profumo ed entrambi si sentirono di nuovo vivi, poich茅, in fin dei conti, poco importava chi fossero singolarmente: contava solo che insieme fossero John e Benjamin.”
― Cristina Bruni, Gibraltar

“I will do whatever is necessary to protect you and her. Last night only muted my hunger for you to a hum. I'm not ready to let you go. Not now, not ever.”
― Lia Davis, His Guarded Heart

“Lo sconosciuto sbadigli貌 nel sonno e si rigir貌, scoprendosi fino all鈥檌nguine. Era davvero un giovane ragazzo. Il viso, sporco e provato, possedeva le fattezze di un angelo, la chioma color del grano ricadeva morbidamente sulle spalle, conferendogli un鈥檃ria quasi soave e le labbra ben disegnate, davano l鈥檌mpressione di essere morbide e succose come una pesca matura.

Era bellissimo.

Johann prov貌 l鈥檌stinto feroce di tenerlo tra le braccia, carezzare quei riccioli d鈥檕ro con le sue grandi mani e lambire quella bocca con la propria. Con urgenza si liber貌 della camicia e si infil貌 nel letto.”
― Cristina Bruni, La lanterna dei sogni: Antologia di fiabe a tematica LGBT

“Please, you love being the center of attention."
"Says the guy who is literally at the center of every baseball game."
"I'm the pitcher," he defended, exasperated and a few of the guys on his team nodded at that
"Don't bring the bedroom into this!" I couldn't help myself.”
― F.N. Manning, One Little Word

“Healing means finding the courtage to create new moments of joy”
― Lee Quail, Love, Planes, & Heartache