#sneak peeks

trying my best to finish these before my super adult uni duties commence

(Crossposted from https://jukeboxemcsa.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/early-bird-sneak-peek-just-a-taste/)

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Warning Sign”, teased previously, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Just a Taste” (MC MF FD)!

Nita has a bizarre theory about the pheromones in her vaginal lubrication, one that Marcus doesn’t really want to argue over but can’t help refuting. He’s getting drawn into a conversation he didn’t ask for, and that’s not all he’s getting drawn into. Here’s a taste (but just a taste of a taste):

Marcus opened his mouth, but the sheer bewildering surrealism of the situation choked off any words before he could say them. How could he even argue with something so utterly bizarre? He wasn’t a biologist, his major was structural engineering. He couldn’t cite any studies or point to any research to prove her wrong; all he had to go on was a deep conviction that if human pheromones could really have an effect like that, someone would have documented it a long time ago. If a woman could genuinely drug a man with her… with her natural lubrication… everyone would know about it. They’d probably teach it in fucking health class or something. ‘Boys, we all know you’re interested in becoming generous lovers, but let’s talk about the risks of oral sex with intensely hormonal women….’

But as strong as his conviction was, it wouldn’t convince Nita. The chestnut-haired woman with the sparkling hazel eyes seemed utterly immune to any of the counter-arguments he’d provided so far, and she wouldn’t let it drop. And since she was so clearly, obviously, overwhelmingly wrong, Marcus couldn’t either. Even if he hated confrontation, even if he especially hated confrontation with a forceful, confident personality who relished being challenged, Marcus couldn’t just sit there and concede such a transparently egotistical delusion. Which left him stuck. Mouth open and nothing to say.

And of course, Nita couldn’t resist teasing him further. “Is it working already?” she asked playfully, her stroking fingers brushing the denim fabric over her pubic mound. “It wouldn’t surprise me, you know. I spend a lot of time in this room when Tia’s not home, and sometimes I get a little bit… you know. Excited. A girl’s got needs, after all.” She gave Marcus a conspiratorial stare, enlisting him in a conspiracy he wanted no part of. “On a day like this, with no work and no school and Tia over at Drae’s place all day? Sometimes I play with my pussy for hours.”

Hope you enjoy it!

Born Out of Magic by@sparkandwolf​ 

Pairing:Sterek
Rating:Teen
Word count:20k

Sneak peak: 

“This might be the only choice—” 

“It won’t be! We’ve gotten along fine without our stupid magical connection being the be-all-end-all to the evil in this town and we’re going to figure out another way, Derek!” The words were like sharpened ice that cut through the binding of the pack. Everyone fell somber as Derek took a step forward. 

“That’s why you asked me here? Just for him to say no?” Derek said accusingly at Scott. Scott shook his head in return, his eyes flashing red to remind everyone that it was his decision to make. Stiles’ silver ones flashed back in pure anger and disappointment as he shook his head. 

“You knew this was the only way, didn’t you?” Stiles asked, feeling more broken by the second. “You knew that the only way to defeat the Harquiel was to betray your best friend and put him through years of memories he has tried so hard to forget.” 

It wasn’t fair and everyone in that room had realized it. Stiles and Scott had built up trust in each other enough to know that if Scott truly didn’t believe there was another way, there wasn’t. That didn’t stop Stiles from feeling the anger spread under his skin like fire. 

“You’re trying to forget me?” Derek whispered.

Coming Soon to the @twsterekbigbang​, with art by @ravenclawkward-art