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Jean Duran was an asshole.

That was the only thing Adam knew as he watched the alpha cuddle up to an omega freshman not a week after he’d denied him during his heat.

The freshman was named Luke and he could’ve been Adam’s doppelgänger if not for the pretentious clothes. He tried not to let it get to him as he kept the memory of two glorious nights in his car and two others in his dorm with Elias.

His ass still felt the aftermath even now and he felt kind of bad leaving it the way he had. But really what was he supposed to do with a fifty something year old alpha anyhow? Mate him?

Elias had a nice knot, he was funny and smelled nice but that was it. Adam didn’t need that attachment, and he most definitely did not need an alpha. He wasn’t two feet in the grave now was he?

The alpha did come with the glorious addition of being sterile, before finding this out Adam had freaked out and punched and punched the alpha in the jaw for possibly getting him pregnant. That hadn’t been very good form either and the tears that followed showed him just how odd of an alpha Elias was.

No he really didn’t need that.

Then why was he scenting Elias all over campus?

It was lingers of scent, like the alpha had just recently left wherever Adam had gotten to and he wasn’t about to ask anyone if they’d seen a fifty something year old man alpha wandering around. What if it was just after effects of sharing a heat?

Again these were all things he should be looking up or asking others about, but no one knew how very strange he was and he wanted to keep it that way.

He ignored the sight of Jean with that Luke and headed to his final class. Just outside of Lecter Hall Adam paused and closed his eyes as he was hit with a whiff of Elias.

It was strong this time, like he’d just left before Adam arrived. He saw others pass by and asked a beta girl.

“Did you see a strange alpha here earlier?”

“No. Sorry.”

Adam felt foolish to ask but shook it off, headed into Dr. Lecter’s class with his head high. The omega teacher was one of his favorites, the highlight of his curriculum really, and for the rest of the hour he planned on drowning in the man’s genius.

But his plans were short lived about fifteen minutes in when an ungodly yell reverberated through him and quite possibly the entire campus.

“What the hell was that?”

Adam felt a fear the likes of which he’d never known and shot up from his seat. He locked eyes with Dr. Lecter, the other omega seemed to understand as he fled up the stairs towards the sound.

The bag on his shoulder felt heavier than anything but he held on, rushed past those he saw as he ran toward the sounds that didn’t stop. He stopped when he found the source at campus security, breathless and frightened.

“Where?”

The officer behind the counter looked surprised to see him, shocked even, and Adam wanted to bite out his throat.

“You just lost me forty bucks. Damn.”

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Detour by nightliferogue 

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A College Secret

Explicit // M/M // Basic Chickens – Elias (Men & Chicken)/AdamTowers (Basic Instinct) // Tags: Transgender character, female-to-male (ftm) Adam, secrets – sort of, lingerie, mentions of previous relationship, oral sex, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms and cock rings oh my!

Shortfic sequel to It’s Not A Secret
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Elias discovers a secret Adam has been keeping.

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Elias moved expertly around the boxes as he carried the laundry to their bedroom. They had moved in together three weeks earlier and Adam’s unpacking was still in progress. The apartment was two bedroom, and bigger than Adam’s had been but he was still trying to work out where to put everything.

Elias hadn’t had the same problem at all, considering all his possessions from the bedsit had been little more than a suitcase and a few bags. Even so, the place was clearly theirs not just Adam’s with his stuff fitting in around – which had been Adam’s concern. They had bought new furnishings and trinkets that tied their two tastes together as well as most definitely making the place feel like a home.

Whilst Adam was spending the afternoon visiting his parents, Elias decided to get on with the laundry. He knew Adam liked it when he did chores. They hadn’t discussed dividing them in any way, but within the first week Elias had quickly realised that the more he did the happier Adam was and the more sex they had. His only regret doing the laundry without Adam being home was that he missed the chance of his boyfriend pressing up behind him as he folded clothes, and purring into his ear that he found Elias doing housework sexy.

Elias knew Adam well enough to understand completely – housework often fell, wrongly Elias considered, to women. Not expecting Adam to do it, and in fact doing more than his fair share because it didn’t bother him and made Adam happy, was worth it so that Adam didn’t feel crappy.

Once he had folded and put his own clothes away he turned to Adam’s and took delicate care folding them all before turning to Adam’s closet. He had left them on the bed for Adam last time, but now his boyfriend had finally finished unpacking his clothes in the last few days, he wondered if he should just put away as many as he could find places for. The underwear was easy – right into Adam’s underwear drawer. A sweater he had to leave because he had no idea where those went, but he was able to hang the three shirts in the right hand side of the closet. The scarf was the last thing – the cute brown one covered in little fawn coloured bears.

Elias smiled as he opened the left closet door and took in the sight of Adam’s vast collection of scarves hanging on the racks on the inside of the door. He tied the freshly laundered scarf amongst them and ran his hands through the variety of colours and fabrics. He loved them all because they were so much a part of Adam.

The only one missing now, he saw, was the beautiful blue-green chiffon one that Elias had bought him for his birthday the previous year. Adam had been wearing it when he had left for his parent’s that morning. Elias felt warmed by the thought of him taking something along that was also part of Elias and offered him some comfort. He wasn’t sure what was going on with his parents, but Adam often came home a little down after visiting them and in need of extra cuddles.

Elias was about to close the closet again when something caught his eye. Poking slightly out of one of the built in drawers on that side was a tiny glimpse of black lace. He frowned. He had never seen Adam wear anything made of lace. He reached up to open the drawer but then hesitated. He didn’t want to invade Adam’s privacy, maybe it was something he wanted to keep secret?

The thought of there being any secrets between them made Elias’s heart sink. He felt a little flustered and suddenly angry at the possibility. Adam would be mad if he kept secrets, so why should Adam have them? He had opened the drawer before he even realised it.

“Oh my.”

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Adam tightly gripped the edge of the pool table and surveyed  the scene across the bar.

Elias was talking animatedly with another man, his smile wide as he leaned in. The man had hair cut short nearly shaved to his scalp, sprinkles of hair on his face, and  his come hither look not at all settling right with Adam who had seen that look plenty of times.

Down to fuck was a look he’d perfected over the years.

Adam wanted to go over, smush his way in between but curiosity got the better of him while he waited.

The first touch on Elias’s knee and Adam watched Elias freeze, the obvious surprise in his body language did nothing to stop this asshole from pressing in close to his ear.

The hand moved in further and must have grazed his cock because he saw a shudder go completely through Elias.

That was just about enough.

He stalked over just as Elias moved to stand, instead Adam gently pushed him back down to the stool.

“You make a new friend, Curly?”

Elias’s throat worked as Adam wrapped an arm around his middle, the man beside him seemed almost amused if not a little disappointed.

“Lee was just talking about–”

“Lee, is it?”

Lee smirked and held out his hand, which Adam took.

“I didn’t know he was taken.”

“You’re certain?” Adam asked and moved his fingers under Elias’s shirt collar to expose the string of hickeys clearly visible.

“Well,” Lee spread his hands, “I can admit to having some of those too. It’s been a good night.”

Adam laughed, turned Elias’s stool, and climbed in his lap. He wiggled and enjoyed the groan from Elias.

“I’ll let it slide,” he sighed, “Now I don’t exactly share but if you want,” he ground down hard, “I think we can put on a little show.”

Elias mumbled, “Adam–”

Adam turned his head back and kissed his chin. “Just a show, darling. Look but don’t touch.”

Elias’s cheeks were red and his cock was full and Adam already knew precum was probably leaking through his trousers.

His perfect Elias.

He took Elias’s hand in his and kissed the smile he got in return.

Lee’s eyes were on them and he didn’t want to go too far, the owner of this bar was a friend but really Adam did not like to share even the view.

He pulled back and ran his finger along Elias’s top lip.

“We can go to yours, if you,” he looked at Lee, “have things to play with.”

Lee was not someone who got rejected for threesomes or even onesomes, Adam could see that. But he’d felt enough of Elias’s cock.

“You can follow me.”

Adam grinned, “Give us a few minutes. Elias might need a good suck to clear his head.”

Lee cocked an eyebrow. “You’re–”

“Oh Lee, don’t worry. He has a very quick refractory time. Just wait. This is going to be a very good show.”

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The Greatest Show on Earth (click for ao3) 

Adam tightly gripped the edge of the pool table and surveyed  the scene across the bar.

Elias was talking animatedly with another man, his smile wide as he leaned in. The man had hair cut short nearly shaved to his scalp, sprinkles of hair on his face, and  his come hither look not at all settling right with Adam who had seen that look plenty of times.

Down to fuck was a look he’d perfected over the years.

Adam wanted to go over, smush his way in between but curiosity got the better of him while he waited.

The first touch on Elias’s knee and Adam watched Elias freeze, the obvious surprise in his body language did nothing to stop this asshole from pressing in close to his ear.

The hand moved in further and must have grazed his cock because he saw a shudder go completely through Elias.

That was just about enough.

He stalked over just as Elias moved to stand, instead Adam gently pushed him back down to the stool.

“You make a new friend, Curly?”

Elias’s throat worked as Adam wrapped an arm around his middle, the man beside him seemed almost amused if not a little disappointed.

“Lee was just talking about–”

“Lee, is it?”

Lee smirked and held out his hand, which Adam took.

“I didn’t know he was taken.”

“You’re certain?” Adam asked and moved his fingers under Elias’s shirt collar to expose the string of hickeys clearly visible.

“Well,” Lee spread his hands, “I can admit to having some of those too. It’s been a good night.”

Adam laughed, turned Elias’s stool, and climbed in his lap. He wiggled and enjoyed the groan from Elias.

“I’ll let it slide,” he sighed, “Now I don’t exactly share but if you want,” he ground down hard, “I think we can put on a little show.”

Elias mumbled, “Adam–”

Adam turned his head back and kissed his chin. “Just a show, darling. Look but don’t touch.”

Elias’s cheeks were red and his cock was full and Adam already knew precum was probably leaking through his trousers.

His perfect Elias.

He took Elias’s hand in his and kissed the smile he got in return.

Lee’s eyes were on them and he didn’t want to go too far, the owner of this bar was a friend but really Adam did not like to share even the view.

He pulled back and ran his finger along Elias’s top lip.

“We can go to yours, if you,” he looked at Lee, “have things to play with.”

Lee was not someone who got rejected for threesomes or even onesomes, Adam could see that. But he’d felt enough of Elias’s cock.

“You can follow me.”

Adam grinned, “Give us a few minutes. Elias might need a good suck to clear his head.”

Lee cocked an eyebrow. “You’re–”

“Oh Lee, don’t worry. He has a very quick refractory time. Just wait. This is going to be a very good show.”

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The Greatest Show on Earth (click for ao3) 

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Ugly by nightliferogue (click for ao3)
Chapter 6/6 

Elias woke naked, blind, bound and
aching worse than ever before. 

There was no way he would fight this.

One last time with Adam was better than
living the rest of his life without him. 

“Adam?”

A hiss, “Don’t say my name like
that.”

Elias smiled, “I missed you too.
Dreams are not the same.”

He heard footsteps, a growling as Adam
touched his cheek. 

“It’s not working,” he
whispered, “None of them work. It’s…”

Elias leaned in to the touch, smiling.
“I am the best food.”

“Yes.”

“I’m glad.”

“You shouldn’t be.”

Elias kissed his hand, “I still
am,” he nuzzled, “I am aching for you now. I have been aching for you
since you…”

The abrupt removal of his blindfold
made it hard to adjust to even the candlelight for a moment. 

A hotel room for just the two of them,
he pulled on his restraints and saw he’d been tied with rope.

“You shouldn’t have come looking,” Adam
whispered, “You…”

Adam’s eyes were red, his sharp teeth
bared, and Elias had never seen anyone more beautiful.

“I missed you, my Angel.”

Adam shook his head, “I’m not, and
you know I’m not. I…I only wanted you to stay away. I didn’t want this.”

Elias sighed, “No, no, you…you
need this. I am sorry I called you ugly, you are…”

Adam cut off his words with a kiss,
brutal and hard in its intensity. Elias moaned, the tease of skin against his
own painful. 

They hardly parted for breath, the
movement of Adam crawling over him causing Elias to shudder. He felt tears on
his neck when they parted mouths, fighting for breath. 

“Yes…”

A lick just over his collarbone,
“You taste so,” Adam’s nose to his skin, “Smell so,” his
voice was thick, “I’m so sorry.”

 Elias closed his eyes, giving
into sensation. If he were going to die as a feast, he would enjoy every
moment. 

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Adam met The Chicken all because Stella just had to have that extra double shot in her espresso.

The office coffee run had gotten around to him, the others seemed determined to take advantage of him being in the office for once to give his editor that piece on the mayor’s new mistress.

He’d tried to get out of it but Stella insisted to come help before she dragged him to Brewed Awakening. The long bloody line took nearly half the morning but thankfully they got their coffee fast. Adam didn’t even look to see if Stella was behind him and turned to head back.

That’s when he saw the chicken for the first time. The man rushed at pedestrians as they walked by with a flier in hand. He stared open mouthed as the chicken man yelled out, “Cluck! Cluck! Try our Ranch Tenders!”

Adam paused and almost thought to take the long way around, but he’d never run from a big cock before and he wasn’t about to start now.

He rushed and tried not to spill the coffees in his hands though the sudden throng of people made that quite hard.

“Excuse me, pardon me.”

He gritted his teeth as he got bumped into time and time again but was determined to get through.

The crowd thinned just as he made it past the chicken man, who seemed to notice him suddenly.

“Cluck, cluck! Try–”

He turned his shoulder at the flyer, “No thank you!”

“Take one home to–!”

Adam ignored him and rushed ahead.

“You really should try the ranch tenders! They are–”

“Are you insane? I SAID NO!”

He stared at the chicken man, noticed the strange face and equally ridiculous mustache.

“Take the flier! I get one dollar for every one taken and you WILL TAKE IT!”

The chicken pushed the flier at him hard and he stumbled, only to lose his grip on the coffees. He cried out as they spilled all over his thousand dollar shirt.

“YOU BLOODY IDIOT! WHAT KIND OF MORON ARE YOU!?”

The red faced angry look on the chicken’s face spoke volumes, but instead of an angry retort he did something entirely unexpected:

He started to cry.

Continued at: Chicken Fucker

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Adam doesn’t date shifters.

It’s a personal preference, the nature of shifters a constant presence in his life that he really doesn’t need.

He dates humans, easy to manipulate and perfectly amazed at the nature of his flair.

Elias is an anomaly.

The minute he scents the bull inside the bar he freezes mid sentence speaking to Vic, the adorable human who seems to love everything he says. There are other shifters here, loads of different types, but none of them smell so strong.

“Are you all right?”

Adam comes out of his daze and starts in on flirting again, tossing back his head and banging into someone who apparently doesn’t look where they’re going.

“Watch it!”

The bull, he smells him so much now it’s so strange, “You shouldn’t be flashing your head about like the peacock you are! Pay attention!”

He watches in shock as the bull heads to the bathroom like nothing happened.

Adam is so irate he stands up and leaves to follow, grabbing the bull roughly and smashing them against the far wall.

The odd moment where he freezes, feels the hard cock against him and smells arousal is all it takes.

Adam can barely stand by the time they’re done, not even bothering to ask the bull’s name as he stumbles out scent drunk.

After that, it’s all he can do not to touch the bull and he still doesn’t know his name.