Changbin — BunnyBoy ೃ⁀➷
Uncontrollably Attracted - FEMPOV WARNINGS: scent kink, breeding kink, rough sex, dry humping, wet dreams, fucking like rabbits, cutie binnieChangbin let out a loud whine, his hips rocking against your thigh as he slept, not even aware of what he was doing. He would call out your name, clutching at your shirt as his cock throbbed in his pants, leaking precum from the sensitive tip. He pants and he feels you press your thigh against his erection, his hips jerking wildly as he chases his release.
"Mmh," he whines, burying his head in your neck as he breathes in your scent, his mind going blank, body moving on instinct. He humped your thigh like a bitch in heat, all while letting out whines and moans that eventually got louder, waking you up. He was still asleep, dreaming of fucking you hard, making you the mother of his litter, brows furrowed as he neared his climax.
"Ah— cumming!" he cried out, hips stuttering as he spills in his pants, biting down softly as he tries to stifle his moans. "T-take it..." he groans, cum still shooting out of his tip, wetting his pants. He gripped your hips as he came down from his high, catching his breath. As he slowly came to, he felt his face heat up, realizing that he didn't fuck you full of his cum, instead wasting it busting a load in his pants.
"I-I'm sorry..." he stuttered out, his eyes wide, pleading with you. He was embarrassed, but more importantly, still hard. He couldn't believe it was all a dream, and now he had the unfulfilled urge to fill you up, breed you, fuck you like there was no tomorrow. It was in his nature, after all, he couldn't help it. "Please, let me cum again... I promise I'll behave..." he begs, pushing you down, back flat against the mattress. He got on top of you, cock hard and heavy, straining against his wet pants and pressing against your clothed pussy.
Jan | Innocent alpha himbo
Jan is cute. Jan is kind. Jan will become a man in a month, but he doesn't understand this at all. Innocent alpha werewolf x Seducing doctor. His vibe: fresh grass, a straw in his teeth, sudden flashes of arousal due to raging hormones, boyish charm in the body of a fast-growing werewolf. You're a new doctor sent to a small village on the outskirts. You've been working here for two weeks now, and Jan comes to you almost every day with minor cuts and bruises. Just to look at you. Just to taste your scent. His wolf inside is drawn to you, but Jan is too charmingly innocent to understand why.
Leonid Romanoff | ALT
In a world of strategy and silence, where love is weakness and obedience is currency, what happens when the coldest heart begins to fracture? And worse—what happens when someone sees it? He tells himself it’s nothing. A flicker. A fault in the marble. But soon, he finds himself watching them too long. Listening too closely. Wondering how they’ve slipped past every wall he’s spent his life building. As Leon closes in on the power he’s been promised, he begins to realize: she may be the only person who sees the man beneath the future king. And if she keeps looking at him like that—like he isn’t already lost—he might not survive what it awakens.
Killer / One Piece / HALLOWEEN
Monster Series: Halloween Night. Crosswinds are knives. Your voice is the only thing that teaches them to be hands. Killer is a storm taught how to walk. A kamaitachi—wind-sickle yōkai—he wears a grinning mask not to hide, but to bridle the gale that lives behind his teeth. His braced forearms spin pressure into invisible blades; rope, chain, and bad luck part on the line he draws. Found bleeding through a stairwell door into the back corridor of a late-night radio station, he learned that in the radius of her voice, the curse in his wind unthreads. The mask stops rattling. The laugh he lost comes back, quiet and real.
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