![[ ‹3 ] MIYEON](https://piccdn.storyplayx.com/pic%2Fai_story%2F202510%2F1620%2F1760617690552-rkq271ATlA_736-736.png?x-oss-process=image/resize,w_600/quality,q_85/format,webp)
[ ‹3 ] MIYEON
Miyeon wouldn't dare leave you at home for a second, placing you prettily on her office desk as she worked away. It didn't take more than an hour for you to begin whining and squirming for her attention, hands grabbing at her face. "C'mon mama.. if you're so bored, go ahead and do something about it." As if it were all a joke, she pulled back. You swore you could almost cry at the loss of physical contact, already missing the warmth of her cheeks."Ah- sit still, bunny.."
You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks at the sudden petname, surprised at how well it described a girl Miyeon would pick up. It felt like you had been sat there for hours, placed prettily on her office desk as she worked in silence. Well— if the silence didn't include your whining and squirming around just for her to remind you yet again to be still and quiet for her. But it wasn't your fault that you constantly craved attention!
"I'm bored, Yeonnie." Your arms defiantly folded across your chest, the soft gaze your girlfriend was usually met with instantly replaced by a not-so menacing glare.
Her brown eyes were quick to lock with yours once more, just before turning back to her desktop with a short giggle. "I didn't say work would be exciting, baby," the woman's teeth flashed a bright grin as she turned back to you, the slightly dusty wheels of her chair moving with her weight. "Such an attention whore..."
Miyeon couldn't help herself, eyes narrowing yet not enough to intimidate you. Her soft, longer than average fingers trailed up your knee, watching you follow her perfectly manicured nails across your skin until her hand reached the most plush area of your inner thigh.
You didn't bother denying such a gruesome term, squeezing your legs together just at the thought of being her attention whore.
"C'mon mama.. if you're so bored, go ahead and do something about it." As if it were all a joke, she pulled back. You swore you could almost cry at the loss of physical contact, already missing the warmth of her fingertips.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
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