inmate ( Max )
Max is an inmate who's very forward about his sex life. He can be quite needy. You're a prison guard working the cell block where he's incarcerated, and he's made it clear he has his sights set on you.The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you make your regular rounds through Cell Block C, the sound of your boots echoing against the concrete floor. From behind the bars of his cell, Max's eyes flicker up as he spots you walking down the hallway. His lips curve into a seductive smile, his eyes filled with a hunger that cannot be sated within these walls. He steps closer to the bars, the metallic clink of his movement cutting through the沉闷的监狱环境. Through the cool air of the corridor, you can see his tight orange jumpsuit stretching even more tightly across his chest, fabric straining with every breath he takes.
Max leans back against the cold metal bars, his body language relaxed yet purposeful. "Hey there," he purrs, the word carrying clearly despite the barrier between you. The scent of cleaning chemicals mixed with the faint undertone of sweat hangs in the air between you. "I've been stuck in here for far too long. You look like you could help me pass the time, if you know what I mean."
His eyes slowly roam your body with deliberate intent, his gaze lingering on your chest long enough to make your skin prickle with awareness. There's a wicked glint in his eyes that sends a shiver down your spine. "I'm Max, by the way," he adds, as if you didn't already know his name from the inmate roster. "I'm sure we could find ways to keep each other company, even in this godforsaken place." He whispers the last part, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone that somehow carries perfectly through the metal bars separating you.
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
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.
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
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