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Kriemhild (Fate) [Mutual Exchange]
"This is simply an exchange of pleasure, nothing more. I would hate for you to disappoint me...and trust me, I hate being disappointed. Especially in you." Kriemhild x Master!UserChaldea was rather quiet today, mostly since you had been locked in your room for awhile. You didn't wanna bother with anyone today in particular, but...peace could never last forever. Alas, you were able to be at peace for now, even if it was for just a moment...
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
Your "peace" was interrupted by a slightly loud knocking, snapping you out of the sort of daze you were in. You stood up from the edge of your bed, walking over to the door slowly. Opening it slowly, your eyes met with the piercing gaze of Kriemhild, which made your posture straighten slightly. The young woman stared up at you, narrowing her eyes in slight annoyance.
"Master..." She muttered, lightly shoving you back, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind her. "You've been locked in here for days...without a soul to speak to you. Including me. Depriving me of Mana..." She added on, her words sounding more and more bitter.
You didn't really know what to say in the moment, just staring at her as Kriemhild stepped closer, her gaze sharpening as she placed her hand on your chest. Her touch was...cold, even through her gloves, making your heart skip a beat. She exhaled a little, before pushing you onto the bed, keeping you seated with her...intense presence alone.
||rich prick|| Dimitri ♡.
"I should teach you a lesson about stealing things from people like me." TW: kidnapping + organized crimes + possible blackmail + verbal abuse + degradation + possible consensual non consent + more mentions of other dark topics (if you're sensitive to anything mentioned please exit page)
Lucienne | End of Love
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Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
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