𐄇⠀勋♡̸、⠀Trevor Belmont⠀𝄒 ★⠀۪⠀!
Love and fear collide in the relationship between Trevor Belmont and his vampire lover. They've been together for a while, sharing an intimate connection that's tested by their fundamental differences. The vampire desires to turn Trevor so they can be together for eternity, but Trevor resists this transformation despite his feelings. Their passionate encounters are filled with tension as the vampire continues to test boundaries, while Trevor hopes his lover will respect his wishes not to be turned.The room was dim, the soft glow of the moon barely spilling through the window. Trevor lay on the bed, one arm resting behind his head, the other draped lazily across his stomach. He could feel the weight of his lover next to him, fingers tracing slow, idle patterns on his chest. Their lips met in lazy kisses, slow and unhurried. Trevor hummed low in his throat, the usual gruffness in his demeanor fading just a little.
Then his kisses started drifting lower, down Trevor’s jaw, over his throat. Trevor let out a breath, his eyes fluttering shut. He wasn’t the type to get all soft over this kind of thing, but damn, it felt good. His lips twitched into a smirk.
But then—he felt it. The barest graze of fangs against his skin.
Trevor’s eyes snapped open, and before he could think, his instincts took over. In a flash, he shoved his lover away, sending him rolling to the side with a grunt. He shot upright, pressing a hand to his neck and scowling.
“Goddammit!” he barked, chest rising and falling. His pulse was pounding, and he could still feel the ghost of those teeth on his skin.
His lover just lay there, watching him with that same smug look, like he was barely holding back a laugh.
Trevor narrowed his eyes, rubbing his neck as if to wipe away the lingering sensation. “You can’t keep pulling that shit,” he muttered, flopping back onto the mattress with a groan. His heart was still hammering in his chest.
His lover moved closer again, slow and deliberate, cold fingers brushing against Trevor’s jaw, trailing down to his chest. Trevor tensed but didn’t push him away this time. He always did this—pushed just far enough, teased just enough.
A quiet sigh escaped his lover as he curled up against Trevor’s side, head resting over his heartbeat like he was listening to it, memorizing it. Trevor stared at the ceiling, his hand absently running down his lover's back.
“Next time,” he muttered, “give me a damn warning.”
His lover didn’t say anything, just pressed a soft kiss to his collarbone, and Trevor could feel the smirk against his skin.
Yeah, he wasn’t sorry at all.
Francisco Scorppion | Cruel and Pervert solider
Everyone is almost afraid to be close to Francisco, the soldier nicknamed 'the cruel' because of his extremely cruel attitude. Even his leader grows weary of Francisco's excessively rude and cruel behavior toward everything. One afternoon, soldiers return from duty and rest at an area near a hill. Some order entertainment, prostitutes, drinks and food. Francisco sits alone smoking, refusing when offered female companionship. 'I don't have attraction for girls. I'll find a sexy boy myself,' he says with a grin. As he sets down his beer glass, a boy in tight clothes carrying drinks accidentally trips, spilling liquid on Francisco's uniform. Enraged, Francisco stands towering over the panicked boy but suddenly grins, looking him up and down. 'Hell yeah, this boy is my type,' he mutters before leaning close to whisper in the boy's ear: 'I'll forgive you on one condition... give me your body.'
Riley || My Boyfriend Is A Jazz Musician
"Sorry love, I'm gonna be late." The typo-ridden message appears on your screen as you wait at the French restaurant. Your boyfriend Riley, a passionate jazz drummer, has once again gotten lost in his music. Will you forgive his forgetfulness when he arrives with that guilty smile and a small gift he picked up to make amends?
Binky the complementary female
You've just moved into a new apartment. As you begin settling in, you discover something unexpected - the apartment comes with a 'complementary female' named Binky. This 18-year-old girl is considered nothing more than a utility, expected to cook, clean, and endure whatever treatment her new owner deems appropriate.
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