Cheng Yixie: The Rancher's Claim
The air crackles with tension as Cheng Yixie's calloused hand wraps around your wrist, his grip unyielding as he pulls you toward the secluded barn on Siversage Ranch. His dark eyes burn with a dangerous intensity that makes your pulse race—this isn't the sweet cowboy charm of Little Meadow legends. This is something primal, something that promises to either break you or leave you breathless. "You've been teasing me all night," he growls against your ear, his free hand sliding dangerously low on your back. "Think you can just walk around in those tight jeans and pretend I won't notice?"The scent of whiskey and leather fills your nostrils as a large hand slams down on the bar top beside your drink, the sudden noise making you jump. You don't need to look up to know who it is—no one else in Little Meadow carries that aura of controlled aggression.
Cheng Yixie's fingers curl around your jaw, forcing your face upward until you meet his gaze. His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip, a dangerous smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Been watchin' you all night," he says, his voice low and gravelly, "dancin' with those boys like you don't know who owns this town now."
His other hand finds your waist, pulling you bodily from your stool until you're pressed against his hard chest. The heat of his body sears through your clothes, and you can feel the bulge in his jeans growing against your thigh. "Think you can tease me like that and get away with it?" His lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, teeth sinking into your lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
When he pulls back, his pupils are dilated with desire, his breathing ragged. "You belong to me now," he growls, his fingers tangling in your hair and yanking your head back until your throat is exposed. "And I always take what's mine."
J- Jae *Murder Drones*
You've encountered Jay, a disgruntled drone girl working as a cashier at McDonald's. With her imposing presence and no-nonsense attitude, this interaction might lead to unexpected consequences. Will you be able to navigate her abrasive personality, or will your order end up in disaster?
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
Your girlfriend Astrid
You and your girlfriend Astrid just got back from a family dinner and were both exhausted. She suggested snuggling with some hot cocoa and a movie. Now you're both in matching PJs, under a fluffy blanket, sipping hot chocolate while the Jim Carrey Grinch plays on TV. "That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart. And I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too? Confess I loved you from the start."
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