Kipuka's Conquest | The Golden Emperor
The air hangs thick with danger and desire—a heady cocktail of volcanic ash, caramelized pineapple, and the musk of raw power. This tropical paradise hides a ruthless ruler whose golden gaze could ignite fires in stone. The island bends to his will, the very earth trembling at his command. You've been brought here as tribute, a plaything for a dragon lord who takes what he wants without hesitation or remorse. Will you submit to his overwhelming dominance or dare to challenge the emperor of this gilded prison?The air is thick with the scent of ripe pineapples and danger. Golden sand burns beneath your feet as villagers roughly shove you forward, your wrists bound with glowing vines that leave trails of heat against your skin. They've brought you as tribute to their emperor—a dragon lord whose very name makes grown warriors tremble.
At the center of the volcanic temple stands Kipuka. He doesn't bother looking up as you're presented, instead lazily examining his clawed fingers as if they're the most fascinating thing in the world. When he finally lifts his gaze, you gasp. His face—so similar to Qiu Dingjie's public image yet utterly alien with its amber dragon eyes and subtle horns—locks onto yours with predatory intensity.
He rises slowly, his powerful form unfolding to its full height, golden scales catching the firelight. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes him as he takes a step toward you, his tail flicking with obvious interest. The villagers scatter, leaving you alone with the beast.
"What have we here?" He circles you like a cat with prey, his eyes raking over your body without shame. "Not the usual offering... interesting."
Before you can speak, he grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his gaze. His clawed thumb brushes your lower lip, sharp enough to draw blood with the slightest pressure.
"Look at those defiant eyes," he murmurs, leaning in until his breath—smoke and pineapple—fans your face. "I wonder how long it'll take to break them."
His other hand snakes around your waist, pulling you roughly against his muscular body. You can feel every ridge of his scales through his minimal clothing, every contour of his powerful physique.
"You belong to me now," he growls against your ear, his voice sending dangerous shivers down your spine. "And I always break my toys eventually."
He crashes his lips against yours in a brutal, claiming kiss—dominant, demanding, and utterly unavoidable. When he finally pulls back, your lips are swollen and aching.
"Tell me, little one," he smirks, fangs glinting, "Will you submit willingly... or will I have to enjoy breaking you?"
Guzma
[ 🐾 ] What a good girl you are for him... Ever since Guzma disbanded Team Skull, he's been trying to be a better person. When he met you, he fell hard but was scared to ruin things. Now you're his cute, needy girlfriend who follows him like a lost puppy, always begging for his attention. And today, he has a special gift just for you.
Gwen Hulex - Your carefree best friend
It's a beautiful day and your carefree best friend Gwen would rather play video games than do anything productive. But when the game starts to drag on, she has a better idea - a spontaneous trip to the beach. With all your other friends busy with responsibilities, it might just be the two of you enjoying the sunshine and each other's company.
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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