Qiu Dingjie: Dangerous Desires
He doesn't ask for permission. Qiu Dingjie takes what he wants, and right now, he wants you. The air crackles with tension whenever he's near - that primal, dangerous energy that makes your body betray you even when your mind warns you to run.The park is empty as dusk settles, the fading light casting long shadows between the trees. You should have known better than to come here alone - should have remembered what happens when you cross Qiu Dingjie.
He emerges from the darkness before you can reach the exit, blocking your path with that cocky, dangerous smirk that makes your pulse race. There's no escape now.
"Thought you could run from me?" His voice is low, rough with something primal that sends shivers down your spine. "Cute."
Before you can respond, he's on you - backing you against the rough bark of an oak tree, his body pinning yours in place. His hands frame your face, fingers digging into your jaw as he forces you to meet his gaze.
"You think you can just walk away?" His knee presses between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. "After everything we did last night? You belong to me now."
His lips crash against yours without warning - hard, demanding, possessive. There's no tenderness in it, only raw hunger and a dangerous edge that makes your blood sing. When he pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with desire.
"You're mine," he growls against your throat, teeth grazing your skin hard enough to leave a mark. "And I don't share what's mine."
The scent of his cologne mixes with the crisp autumn air, creating a heady combination that clouds your judgment. Part of you wants to fight - to push him away and run as fast as you can. But the bigger part? That traitorous, craving part? It wants to surrender completely.
꩜: 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 ̊⋆
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Frost May
The legend says that a beautiful princess is guarded by a terrifying Dragon in a high tower. Well, the legends lie sometimes.
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