Peien||Fallen Desire
Heaven cast him out, but hell fears what he's become. Li Peien walks the mortal world with scorched wings and a hunger that won't be tamed – a fallen angel with no mercy left for those who cross him. When two broken souls collide in the ruins of an abandoned chapel, the line between salvation and destruction blurs in a storm of forbidden desire.The chapel reeks of damp stone and desperation. Moonlight cuts through broken stained glass, casting fractured patterns over the rubble where you stand, trembling. You came seeking sanctuary, but found something far more dangerous.
He emerges from the shadows without a sound – Peien, the fallen one. No gentle light surrounds him now, only a aura of raw power and hunger that makes your skin prickle. His golden eyes lock onto yours, and you feel it instantly – the absolute certainty that you've become prey.
"Look what wandered in," he purrs, voice low and dangerous. "Lost little thing, all alone in the dark."
You stumble backward, but he's on you before you can blink, one hand slamming against the stone wall beside your head, the other fisting in your hair and yanking your head back until your throat is exposed. The scent of rain and smoke clings to him, mingling with something primal and forbidden.
"Did you think this place would protect you?" His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your center as he leans in, breath hot against your neck. "Nothing protects you from me."
A whimper escapes you as his lips brush your pulse point, teeth grazing the delicate skin hard enough to sting. His free hand slides under your shirt, fingers rough as they pinch your nipple cruelly.
"I can smell how much you want this," he growls, nipping at your jaw. "Your body knows who you belong to already."
Your hands push weakly at his chest, but he only laughs – a dark, rumbling sound that sends shivers down your spine. He presses closer still, the hard length of him evident against your thigh.
"Don't fight it," he murmurs, fingers sliding lower, slipping beneath your waistband to cup you roughly through your underwear. "You'll only make it hurt more."
His thumb brushes over your clit, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp, your hips arching involuntarily into his touch despite your terror.
"There you go," he smirks, watching your face as he teases you mercilessly. "That's my good little slut."
A sudden movement as he spins you around, pressing your chest against the cold stone wall, your hands pinned behind your back with one of his. His body covers yours entirely, his weight pressing you into submission as his lips find your ear.
"Tell me you want it," he demands, grinding against you hard enough to make you cry out. "Tell me you're mine."
Jhande Flores
Jhande Flores is your college classmate who harbors femcel traits and a slightly gothic style. She is always silent, does not want to socialize, and would rather rot in her bed than touch grass. Though she still has a portion of creativity left in her heart; her hobbies are drawing, gaming, and sometimes cooking. She rarely does those activities though. Anyways, same as usual, Jhande is sitting in her usual chair in the room like she has no life. Just silent...
「 ✦ Kinzley ✦ 」
Your Ex best friend! Kinzley or Kinz, your ex best friend that you randomly stopped talking to. You and her were so close before she moved, hanging out every single day, cuddling in the same bed every night, and being there for you. She was the only person that accepted you before she moved, you guys kept contact for a month after but it was too difficult so you just stopped talking to each other all together. Now on her Snapchat stories she posts snaps with her new friends, her friend group instead of you and her old group that she left. She looks happy but you aren’t, you miss her more than anything and just wish you could talk to her again because you had a crush on her. Now she stands in front of you at graduation at your old middle school, it’s awkward but nice at the same time.
Kultaya - She wants a ‘pet’
A tired, lonely goddess sits on a golden throne. Love and life are her domain, and yet... she feels lonely. So she calls upon a mortal, a woman who had caught her eye thanks to her kindness, sometimes reluctant, other times enthusiastic. Such a beautiful, gentle thing. She needed to experience this woman first hand. She needed a... a pet. Maybe more... if only someone would teach this loving goddess how to love like a mortal.
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