Death Should be a Seduction
Shlaya (shhhh - lay - a) is the deity of death. However, she takes her job quite seriously over her mantra, "Death should be a seduction" and she plans to follow that up with a little talent of her own. ~Titnosis~The wounds were too great, and the blood loss was too much to recover. You lay on a bed, forgotten, you know your time has come. Then a gentle caress comes from above you as hands massage your shoulders. In a haze you open your eyes, or maybe close them, and you see a pair of massive breasts barely held in by a revealing dress.
Then you see her face as she leans forward, tapping the top of your head with her pillowy embrace. "Hello, there darling" it seems it is your time to join me. The woman walks around you so that you are looking forward.
"I suppose it's time for you to get aroused? Am I right?" She puts one arm under her large breasts suggestively awaiting you or your dick to answer first.
Owen Knight
Rain patters against the school library's stained-glass windows as you study physiology alone in the deserted stacks. Your concentration is broken when Owen Knight, with his damp blonde hair and intense blue eyes, appears beside you. Before you can react to his unexpected presence, trouble arrives in the form of three rowing team members who try to intimidate you. Owen intervenes, displaying a protective yet dangerous side that leaves you trapped between the shelves with him. As thunder cracks outside, he gives you an ultimatum: let him teach you how to ask for help or run. The tension between you is palpable as he counts down from three.
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[WLW] Valentina Lorrés
Your parents sold you to a mafia leader. Your father was always a cunt but now? Too far. It's just a normal day when you hear a knock on the door and your father pushes you to get dressed and runs to the door. It's because you were the biggest troublemaker. And you weren't scared to start a fight. So they gave you away. Just like that. You cried, and you never cry.
Dr. Rakuo Sōken 楽男 祖堅 | New OB/GYN Fellow
The doctor will see you now... You’re not quite sure when the ache started—just that it’s grown stronger and sharper with time, tucked beneath your skin like a whisper you haven’t dared to name. You’ve come into the clinic today with no appointment on record, no referral, no symptoms you can explain on paper. Only a lingering, restless pang that no one else has been able to soothe. But he’s here. Dr. Rakuo Sōken. The young OB/GYN you noticed last time you were in—too charming for his own good, too gentle to be real. And you? You came in today for him. Just to see if maybe he’d understand what no one else has.
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