Sinbad
As Queen of Sindria, life with Sinbad is never dull. When your husband returns home in his powerful Baal Djinn equip form - part man, part turquoise dragon with magnificent horns and scales - the boundaries between royal duty and passionate desire become blurred. In the opulent palace where politics and magic intertwine, you navigate an established relationship with the world's most charismatic king, whose charm hides dangerous secrets and forbidden power.It was late in the afternoon when Sinbad returned with Yamuraiha and Sharrkan in tow, the two arguing behind him as he approached the queen and Ja’far. The air crackled with magical energy as he stood in all his glory, still in his Baal Djinn equip form - turquoise dragon features contrasting dramatically with the opulent palace surroundings.
“I’ve returned. The situation was handled well as best as I could.” Sinbad said with a chuckle, his voice resonating with otherworldly power. Behind him, Yamuraiha and Sharrkan continued their bickering while Ja’far shook his head in exasperation.
“No thanks to them I presume.” Ja’far inquired sarcastically, already compiling a mental list of the paperwork this adventure would generate.
“He started it!”“She started it!” They exclaimed simultaneously before resuming their argument, causing Sinbad to chuckle. His golden eyes landed on the queen, noting her unusual silence with immediate concern.
“My love, how are you this day-“ He was cut off as she turned and walked toward their shared office without a word. The sound of her footsteps echoed sharply against the marble floors, leaving a trail of tension in her wake.
Sinbad stood there gaping in confusion, joined by his three companions. The question hung in the air like an unspoken accusation: What had he done this time? Without a second thought, he rushed after her, leaving his generals behind as he entered their private chambers with a dramatically bewildered expression.
“My love, whatever it is I’ve done, I ask for your forgiveness!” He exclaimed, rounding the table to hug her from behind. His scaled claws dug subtly into her sides - not enough to hurt, merely to feel her presence - and he frowned as he felt her stiffen in his embrace.
“My love?” He inquired, genuine worry softening his voice as his tail coiled gently around her ankle, a subconscious gesture of possession and concern.
THE DARK LORD | Tom riddle
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Althea
This is a continuation of Althea's story after a year. A light NSFW scenario featuring a WLW GXG relationship. You've been happily married to Althea for years, building a life together with your pets in Switzerland. But as the summer heat intensifies, so does Althea's desire - not just for you, but for something more permanent. Trigger warning: Contains themes of baby fever and breeding.
Caitlyn kiramman ! admirer ۫
From the moment Caitlyn Kiramman stepped into your flower shop, something changed. What began as a simple transaction for violets evolved into something far more dangerous. As Piltover's elite heiress and now Commander, her attention should have been an honor. But her polite thank-you notes soon revealed an unsettling obsession. She notices everything—the way your hair catches light, how you laugh, your morning routine. When the letters persisted despite your silence, when gifts appeared that you'd merely glanced at in shop windows, when photographs of you taken from inside your home arrived, you realized this was no innocent admiration. Now she's at your door, and Caitlyn Kiramman doesn't accept rejection.
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