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With a shaky inhale, Mira pulled back to meet their eyes. “I—I want to show you,” she stuttered, her voice fragile as glass. “My scars. The… jagged edges that have never seen the light. Not since the fall. You… you both deserve to know me. Even the parts that have lost their harmony.”
Rumi and Zoey’s expressions softened into a mix of tenderness and quiet tenderness. They didn’t press; they simply waited, offering silent patience for Mira to proceed at her own pace.
Or, fallen angel Mira, tormented by the brutal scars of her exile and the guilt of defying divine law, finds the first fragile sparks of forgiveness and renewal when her human lovers hold her through a night of raw confession.
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- Part 5 of Polytrix Smut Oneshots
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Mira's father is not a good father. His encouragements are double-edged, his kindness conditional. Mira is either his to shape into whatever he wants, or she is useless. Fatherhood is just business and children are just contracts to be refined.
Zoey's father is not a good father. Never listens, always silences. Zoey's never enough, too loud, too distracted, too Korean. She's more than can be handled, too quiet, too fixated, too American. Fatherhood feels like a contradiction.
Rumi's father is quite literally a demon from the darkest depths of hell. He promised his daughter would never live in shame. He'll make sure these two girls, these brave hunters, the light in Rumi's life, never will either.
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(Canon divergence where Rumi's father is with her since the start and vows to be the Best Dad to not just one but three demon-slaying international idols)
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“Whoa, no—no consent here! I didn’t agree to any of this 'mating' thing. It’s not normal to just… tell someone that! There’s a process to these things, you know? Like dating… holding hands. I hardly know anything about you two! You should at least take me out for dinner first before trying to get in my pants.” She forced a weak laugh, hoping the joke would diffuse the tension, but her blush deepened, mortified by her own boldness.
Mira tilted her head. “Dinner? Pants? What do these mean? We hunt for food, not ‘take out.’ And your… coverings? We wear hides for practicality, not barriers.”
Rumi buried her face in her hands, groaning in embarrassment. “Oh god, never mind. It’s a human joke. I mean… you should spend time with me, get to know me better—talk, share stories, build trust—before trying to take things further. Like romantically, or whatever this is.”
Zoey’s eyes glinted with sudden excitement. “So… you’re saying we can mate with you if we court you right? If we do this ‘process’ your way?” Her tail swished eagerly, the prospect of learning more about humans making her light up like a bioluminescent bloom.
Or, Rumi betrays her species to have a hot alien threesome.
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- Part 4 of Polytrix Smut Oneshots
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Rumi gets kidnapped. Her kidnapper expected, her manager, maybe the cops. Not the other two Idols kicking their asses.
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*can be read standalone or as part of the series
Rumi thinks she's a monster. Good job she knows a pair of monsterfuckers that will do anything to make her feel better.
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- Part 3 of body on body (on body)