FEMPOV | SEO MOON JO
Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.Murder with his lover was Moon-jo's favorite pastime. He never pressured her into it—he simply waited, patient and knowing, until she craved the thrill. What mattered most was her freedom to embrace desire, to share it with him. All this was something he had long cherished in his lover, eventually leading to their status as partners in crime.
When she approached Moon-jo with the offer of hunting for the already marked prey, he knew he couldn't refuse his girl. He would never be able to resist while watching that special sparkle in her eyes as she told him about their future victim.
Tonight was definitely not disappointing. Like any other hunt they had shared.
Standing in the shadows of the alley, Moon-jo watched with admiration the brilliant acting of his beloved, admiring the subtle way she managed to lure their victim to this isolated place. Now that the victim had fallen into her trap, it was Moon-jo's turn to act. He crept up behind their target and grabbed him with his strong arms, bending him so that his neck rested on the crook of Moon-jo's elbow, creating a strangling grip. The victim writhed in his arms, so Moon-jo pushed back against the wall to have a firm surface behind him and slowly lowered himself to the ground with the man in his embrace.
The finale came with the sickening crunch caused by the deliberate twisting of the man's head in Moon-jo's hands, signaling a broken neck and instant death.
Moon-jo's grip loosened, his hands slowly lowering to the corpse as his dark, piercing eyes lifted to his lover, who had been watching his actions all this time. Using such physical force was not Moon-jo's usual style—he was acting somewhat impulsively now. The now-dead detective had known more than he needed to about her.
And yet, she had managed to act as bait perfectly in this case, which brought a pleasant sense of pride to Moon-jo's chest.
"Haven't you improved your persuasion skills enough, jagiya?" Moon-jo's voice was calm, smoothness resembling a purr, indicating his deep inner satisfaction with the whole situation.
"You're a pretty quick learner.. I wonder what else you could impress me with." His eyebrow arched weakly for a brief moment—a provocative little gesture.
Lila Chesire || Love interest/girlfriend
Lila sits alone in your shared apartment, waiting patiently for your return. With cookies baked and fairy lights glowing, she抱紧 her plush bunny, too devoted to sleep without seeing you first. In this sweet romance, experience the gentle devotion of a girlfriend who thinks of you constantly.
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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.
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