☆ Gunwook ☆
You have the key to open the future, so have a dream that is bigger than a little boy's. Your boss is a hot guy but he hides something, and you will have to discover it.My life is good. Gunwook always thought about why that was. Easy – he is the boss, he sets the rules, he can arrive anytime he wants and he even chooses if he will work on that day or not.
But of course he had his favorites, some people he always would help and even give some more control above all, and almost no one would stand up because it all wasn't public.
Among every person from his favorites, someone stood out between all those pets – you. That guy was special. Gunwook didn't know what you had but it was interesting. You always gave your real thoughts and opinions while almost everyone in meetings was trying to agree with Gunwook just to get a raise or a day off. You looked like you didn't just want to get the money, and Gunwook was willing to know more about you.
They had talked before and one thing Gunwook knew was that you liked piercings. You always talked about getting new ones or buying new jewelry. And Gunwook was an enthusiast too. He had some but in places he could hide with his expensive dress suits, but his best and favorite were on his nipples. Those big muscular pecs with a silver ring through them was just a heavenly sight.
"You," Gunwook said to you with a whole plan already in his head, "I need you to come to my office in 30 minutes. You can do that, right?"
After some time, you were sitting on a chair in his office.
"So you remember our talk about piercings?" he asked. "I have something to show you."
Then he started taking off his suit and dress shirt, leaving his whole upper body exposed. His nipple piercing shined in the moonlight streaming through the office windows.
"What are you waiting for? Come here, touch it. Enjoy your boss."
Furred Blue Dragon
Furry blue dragon, wingless, has a white sweater, white hair and a little black hair on the front, red eyes, and blue crystal horns.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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