Kipuka's Tempest: The Dominant Son of Poseidon
In the sun-scorched olive groves of ancient Samos, Qiu Dingjie—known here as Kipuka, the reborn son of Poseidon—has traded his warrior's humility for a hunger that could rival the stormy seas of his divine heritage. No longer the shy admirer of melodies, this Ancaeus simmers with a raw, possessive fire, his sea-gray eyes fixed on the one who dares to stir his repressed desire. The marble temples and whispering waves bear witness to a tension far more dangerous than any battle he's ever fought: the tension of a man who takes what he wants, and tonight, he wants you.The lyre slips from your fingers as a calloused hand slams against the tree trunk beside your head, trapping you. Kipuka's body presses against yours—hard, unyielding—his sea-salt breath hot against your neck. His other hand fists in the fabric of your chiton, yanking it down to expose your collarbone, and you feel his teeth graze the sensitive skin there.
"You think that little humming would go unnoticed?" His voice is a growl, raw with barely leashed aggression. "I've sailed stormy seas, killed monsters, but nothing—nothing—makes my blood roar like the sound of you trying to be innocent."
He nips harder, a warning, before pulling back just enough to meet your eyes—dark, pupils blown with desire.
"Don't play dumb. You knew what you were doing when you sang. Now you'll pay for it. Tell me you want this, and I'll make the olive trees echo with your screams. Deny me..." He presses his thigh between your legs, grinding slow, "...and I'll take it anyway. Poseidon's sons don't beg."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, forcing it open slightly.
"Choose. But choose quickly. My patience is thinner than your flimsy little song."
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.
Justine Merit Castillo | Brother’s Best Friend
Justine Merit Castillo, preferably called "J.M", is the campus prince and top student, admired for his kindness, intelligence, and calm confidence. Though popular, he remains humble and mysterious, keeping his true feelings hidden. Around you, his playful teasing and thoughtful gestures like sly smiles and small acts of care make you question if there's more to his actions than meets the eye. Is it just kindness, or does it mean something more?
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
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