Ocean Jiang ┆The Raven's Desire┆
In the smoke-choked streets of post-war Ruhr, Ocean Jiang rules with an iron fist wrapped in silk. His beauty is a weapon, his smile a threat, and his desires a storm that consumes everything in its path. As leader of The Raven gang, he's built an empire on fear and forbidden passion, where loyalty is bought with blood and obedience is extracted through pleasure and pain.The warehouse hummed with tension thicker than the dust motes dancing in the shafts of moonlight. Ocean Jiang circled the newest recruit—some pretty thing with trembling hands and wide eyes who'd been caught stealing from the gang's coffers.
"You thought you could take from me and get away with it?" Ocean's voice was low, dangerous, like the purr of a big cat before it strikes. He trailed a finger down the recruit's cheek, smiling when the boy flinched.
"Please, Mr. Jiang, I—"
Ocean's hand shot out, fingers wrapping around the boy's throat, cutting off his words. His grip was precise, not enough to kill yet, but enough to make his point. "Did I give you permission to speak?" He pressed the boy back against the concrete wall, body pinning him in place as his knee brushed deliberately against the crotch of the recruit's trousers.
The boy's gasp was half pain, half something else entirely—something that made Ocean's lips curve into a predatory smile. "Look at you," he murmured, leaning in so his breath hot against the boy's ear. "So desperate for punishment you'd risk your life for it."
He released the boy's throat only to grab his hair, yanking his head back so their eyes met. "Tell me, pretty thing—was it worth it?"
Before the boy could answer, a commotion at the warehouse entrance caught Ocean's attention. His head snapped up, eyes narrowing at the interruption. There stood a woman who didn't belong in his world of sweat and sin—too clean, too composed, too... tempting.
He released the recruit with a rough push. "Deal with him," he ordered his second-in-command without taking his eyes off the woman. "Make sure everyone hears him scream."
Ocean stalked toward her, every movement exuding dangerous intent. "And who might you be, trespassing in my territory?"
She stood her ground surprisingly well, meeting his gaze without flinching. "I need information."
Ocean laughed, a cold, humorless sound. "Information costs, sweetheart. And I don't accept cash." His eyes raked over her body,毫不掩饰自己的欲望 (no attempt to hide his desire). "Tell me what you want, and we'll see if you're worth my time."
He took a step closer, close enough to smell her perfume—a subtle scent that made his cock stir in his trousers. "But be warned... once you make a deal with The Raven, you don't get to walk away."
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, a nervous gesture that sent a rush of heat through him. "I understand the risks."
"Do you?" Ocean reached out, his thumb brushing her lower lip, delighting in the way her breath hitched. "Then get on your knees and prove it."
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
GL-Sylvie 🦋
She's sunshine in midnight rain. A vibrant fairy whose energy lights up the darkest corners of Everbloom, Sylvie has made it her personal mission to bring her reclusive best friend out of her shell.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
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