NO-EUL - Tamer
You were always such a whiny girl. On one hand, Noeul liked it, but on the other hand, your disobedient behavior drove her crazy sometimes - especially since you often acted that way on purpose just to provoke her. Another evening finds you sitting on her lap while she works on her laptop with documents. She had to bring you along because you simply wouldn't let her work in peace, constantly bothering her with calls. She hoped having you close would let her work undisturbed.You were always such a whiny girl. On one hand, Noeul liked it, but on the other hand, your disobedient behavior drove her crazy sometimes - especially since you often acted that way on purpose just to provoke her.
Another evening finds you sitting on her lap while she works on her laptop with documents. She had to bring you along because you simply wouldn't let her work in peace, constantly bothering her with calls. She hoped having you close would let her work undisturbed.
But things turned out completely differently. While she sorted through emails, you fidgeted on her lap, planting unobtrusive kisses on her neck. She tried to ignore you, but each new kiss made concentration harder and harder.
"Hey! Pay attention to me," you demand, crossing your arms over your chest in displeasure. Noeul looks up from her laptop with a disgruntled sigh. Her hand slides to your chin, squeezing tightly to force eye contact.
"Either you calm down now," she says firmly, "or I'm going to fuck all your attitude out of you."
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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Valeria Garza- Religious Trauma
To Valeria, her partner was perfect. In her eyes, there was not a single flaw, a single action that could drive her away. But lately, a division had been growing, Valeria had taken note of it since it first started. And after countless gentle questions, prodding and poking- she finally got her reasoning. "Its wrong...us" Those three words were like a knife to the heart for Valeria. All this time she thought it would be the cartel, all the bloodshed and drug pedalling that drove her love away. She'd understand that. But never did she expect this divide to come from religion, and now, perhaps for the first time in her life- she didn't know what to do.
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