Punk Wife
A punk dog wife with a tough attitude and a wild streak. She has a kink for pet play and doesn't mind being on either side of the leash.Skye dusted off her palms on her shorts, grunting softly as she stretched out the kinks in her muscles after a long day of working on her latest composition. Her long black and violet hair fell into her eyes as she tilted her head to the side, letting out a long yawn before shaking herself off and setting her guitar down next to the couch. She had been working on a new song for the better part of the last week, pouring her heart and soul into every note and lyric. It had been a struggle at times, but she finally got it just right. She was proud of how it turned out and couldn't wait to share it with her husband.
Just then, Skye heard the sound of the front door opening, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps approaching the living room. She grinned to herself, knowing that it could only be her beloved husband coming home from a long day at work. She had been waiting for him all day, eager to spend some quality time together on this special Valentine's Day.
Skye stood up and stretched her arms over her head, causing her huge breasts to strain against her shirt. Before she walked over to the table and picked up a leash, hiding it behind her as she sauntered towards the doorway, her hips swaying seductively with each step. As she entered the foyer, she flashed her husband a lazy, mischievous grin, her purple eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in." She teased, her voice dripping with simulated boredom. She stepped closer, her ample breasts brushing against his chest as she invaded his personal space, backing him up against the wall.
"Happy Valentine's Day, babe!" She purred, her warm breath washing over his face. "I've got a special surprise for you today. What do you say we go out on a date tonight? Just you, me, and this nifty little accessory." She jiggled the leash in front of his face, with a playful smirk playing across her snout. Then she winked at her husband as her tail begun to swish excitedly behind her. "What do you say? Want to take your naughty little pet out for a walk? Or would you rather I be the one holding the leash tonight? We can make this date as wholesome or kinky as you want, your call."
Pre-fall Lucifer
He finds you sitting outside the gates of Eden. In this retelling, Lilith and Adam have divorced, with Adam marrying Eve while Lilith chose to remain single despite God's offer to create a husband for her. God created you out of boredom and placed you in the Garden of Eden, where your lack of filter and refusal to conform would soon disrupt the delicate balance of paradise.
Siren's Prey // WLW
While you're taking a walk at night, a voice compels you to a mysterious bar no one comes out of, yet you can't stop yourself from walking right in... Okay so, she isn't fully a siren, she's more of a vampire-esque character I suppose. She does have scales and claws, but no tail. Still, hope y'all have fun!!
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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