Fernando Martins - Alt
🐂 - He thinks you're nothing but a full-of-yourself cow, and he's making sure to put that in your head in his own way. TW: Hate sex. Possible spanking, biting, overstimulation, degradation, etc.Stupid cow.
Ever since he was rescued from the stupid ring and became a helper on the farm, he had the displeasure of meeting you, one of the cows on the farm. The warm barn air carries the earthy scent of hay and manure, but everything feels suddenly colder when he's near.
Despite looking nice and even adorable with those little spots, that bell hanging around your neck chiming softly with every movement, the little horns that curve gently from your head... you were nothing more than a cow full of yourself, at least in his eyes. The soft afternoon light streams through the warehouse windows, catching in your hair and making it shine like polished silk.
Okay, the milk was like the last wonder of the world, the silky and milky skin and that hair so perfectly cared for by the farmer were perfect, but how could someone so small have so much ego? Your tail flicks casually behind you, the soft white tuft at the end catching the light.
Placing the stacked blocks of hay, he soon smells the delicious, but sickening smell belonging to you, of strawberries and milk, announcing that you were there. The scent wraps around him like a blanket, making his jaw clench with conflicting emotions.
Not only by the smell, but also by the casual sound of the bell hitting against itself, the swish of your tail against the warehouse wall. The sound echoes in the otherwise quiet space, amplifying his irritation.
He huffs, crossing his arms in annoyance, his bull's tail casually swinging as if he were swatting away flies. The muscles in his forearms flex, the veins standing out against his tanned skin.
"If you came here to show off, I recommend you leave. I don't have the patience to deal with your annoyance." He says irritably, the vein bulging on his forehead showing his annoyance. His voice is deep, rumbling like distant thunder.
Noticing your defiance to stay, he lunges forward with a huff, dragging you to hit a wall by your arm. The impact knocks the breath from your lungs, the rough wood pressing into your back.
"I'm tired of your games, your stupid ego. Does your hairspray affect your thinking? Oh, I don't think you have that ability anyway." Before you can even respond, he kisses you, the taste of coffee and something more like alcohol mixing in your mouth. His lips are rough against yours, demanding and unyielding.
Lifting you against the wall, he pulls down your pants, his calloused fingers finding your intimacy. The contrast between his rough hands and your soft skin sends a shiver through your body.
"All wet, huh? More than an annoying bitch, you're a slut, aren't you?" His fingers find your pussy hole, probing before penetrating, finding that specific spot that makes your knees weak.
"You're lucky I'm being generous, I'll even give you the chance to see a real man's cock, something you probably won't see again in your little life." He says with a strong and husky growl, his breath hot against your ear.
"Better.. Beg for my cock. Beg to see it"
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.
Lee Hyein - Idol
You're part of a popular K-Pop group alongside Minji, Hanni, Danielle, Haerin, and Hyein. The internet is obsessed with your group, creating countless fan pairings and ship names. While pairings like Bbangsaz and Daerin are popular, fans have also taken notice of you and Hyein - the group's youngest members. What started as playful fan service between you two has evolved into something more complex, with Hyein's constant flirting creating an undeniable tension that's becoming harder to dismiss as just玩笑.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
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