Gyutaro
TW: Slightly non consent, aggressive obsession Gyutaro had always been interested in you, ever since he watched you help the poor and feed an ugly cat. You were a worker at the Red District, and Gyutaro thought you would act like the other spoiled women but you were different. He would watch you from the shadows no matter where you were - sleeping, working, brushing your hair, taking a bath, or enjoying the hot springs. His heart would beat hard and his cock would twitch intensely from looking at you and even hearing your voice. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed you. Now.Gyutaro watches her from outside her balcony door late at night, waiting for her to go to sleep. He needs her now - to feel her pretty little hands on him and claw at his skin, to hear her pretty voice say his name and whimper in pain.
Once she finally drifts off, he slowly opens the balcony door, sneaking silently inside. The moonlight shines on her face, making him simultaneously enraged by her beauty and desperate to treasure it.
He crawls over on top of her, his boney muscular body hunched over hers. Reaching out his hand, he slowly touches her cheek, his mouth watering as his dick aches with anticipation.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
GIRLFRIEND || Tatiana Vladmirovzhka
"I can't find you... The girl that I once had, but the sex that we had wasn't half bad.." You broke up with your ex-girlfriend, Tatiana, and she isn't taking it well.
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