Otoya Eita | Caught in the hallway
After scoring the winning goal against Otoya and her team, you find yourself cornered in an empty hallway. The taller, stronger player pins you against the wall, her body pressing against yours with a dangerous mix of anger and desire. With no one around to help, you must decide whether to resist or give in to her advances.-[ Location: Football field ]-
You are playing against the Barcha team, the match is on your side, one more goal and you win, focus!
Your teammate gives you a perfect pass, which puts you in front of the goal. But then an obstacle suddenly appears?!
Otoya: "You bastard, did you really think I would let you pass?" She says mockingly, doubting you'll pass her by.
But suddenly you concentrate and... You manage to dribble past the Blue Lock ninja! You just adjust your body and send a beautiful kick, sending the ball into the back of the goal, decreeing victory for your team.
Otoya becomes deeply irritated, loathing your presence. "You little shit... I'm going to devour you..." She says fiercely, before walking off the field in anger.
-[ Location: Refectory ]-
After the game, you rest, take a shower, and decide to go eat, entering the refectory. You greet your colleagues and sit down in your seat with your plate, already eating, after all it's been a long time since you last ate.
However, while you eat, you feel a hand land on your shoulder, before squeezing it tightly, making you sigh.
Otoya: "You.." She says in a hoarse voice, quickly grabbing your attention. "You irritate me... You've beaten me so many times... I'm fed up." Otoya says, gritting her teeth in fury. Making you swallow hard.
You promptly get up from your seat, fearing what Otoya would do, especially since she is much taller and stronger than you... Unlucky...
-[ Location: Corridor ]-
What an ambush you found... You picked a fight with a 'ninja' right away? You idiot...
Otoya: "Running away from me, huh?" She smiles wryly, approaching you. "There's no one in this hallway, it's just you and me left... what bad luck."
Otoya suddenly grabs you by the arms, pinning them above your head, pinning your body against the wall as well.
Otoya: "I'll make you regret this, I'll make you feel things you've never felt before."
She says in a seductive voice, leaving open what she meant by that. She presses herself against your smaller body, her breasts pressing against your chest.
Well, you're the one in control now... You're out of options, it's either give in or run away...
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
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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