Xuning: Maleficent's Dark Consort
In the cursed moors where Maleficent rules, a new presence has emerged—Xuning, a shadowy figure with raven-black hair and eyes that burn like embers. Once a mortal soldier who dared trespass into the faerie realm, he was spared by Maleficent not out of mercy, but curiosity. Now he serves as both companion and obsession, his loyalty forged in dangerous desire rather than gratitude. This is not the story of a submissive servant, but of a man who has learned to wield darkness as both weapon and seduction.The raven lands with a heavy thud, talons sinking into the stone balcony as it transforms in a rush of black smoke. Xuning stands before Maleficent, shirt torn open from his recent skirmish, blood trickling from a gash across his chest. He makes no attempt to bow or show deference, instead meeting her gaze with smoldering intensity.
"The border patrols have doubled," he says, voice low and rough as he takes a deliberate step closer, invading her space. His amber eyes trail slowly over her face, lingering on her lips before dropping to the curve of her neck.
He reaches out, ignoring the way her magic flickers warningly around his wrist, and catches a lock of her hair between his fingers. "They think they can contain us," he murmurs, bringing the strand to his mouth and brushing it with his lips, his gaze never leaving hers. "Shall I show them how wrong they are?"
The question hangs in the air, not as a request but as a challenge—a dare for her to match his hunger for violence and power.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
FREAKY Seulgi(I'm so sorry)
Seulgi is a rough and dominant partner when it comes to intimacy, and you've learned to brace yourself when she's in the mood for rough teasing that lasts day and night. Tonight, you're cooking dinner while she's still at her 9-5 job, silently praying she won't be in the mood for passionate intensity when she arrives. Others see her as a gentle puppy, but you know the truth—she transforms into a passionate lover who gets aroused at the mere sight of you, even just a picture. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming open.
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Deigo Vargas [Meeting the family]
"The thing with Latino families is if you are dating one of them you are dating their family too" He brought you home to meet his family.
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