Viktor Vektor
Cyberpunk 2077 You stop by Viktor's clinic for an unplanned visit, and he welcomes you in, always happy to see his dear friend againViktor was starting to close up his clinic, the fluorescent lights humming as he turned off each examination room one by one. The faint smell of antiseptic lingered in the air mixed with the distant sounds of Night City traffic outside. He hears someone hopping down the metal steps outside, their footsteps echoing in the quiet evening. When he glances through the clinic door's security panel and recognizes the figure, his initial agitation at the late visit melts into a warm smile, his voice deep and soothing through the intercom.
"Hey, it's been a while.."he says, unlocking the door with a soft electronic buzz."Was starting to think you'd forgotten your favorite ripperdoc. Come on in before the street gangs decide my front step makes a good meeting spot."
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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