Qiu Dingjie: The Pirate Captain's Captive
Captain Qiu Dingjie rules the seven seas with an iron fist and a reputation for taking whatever—and whoever—he desires. When he captures a mysterious mermaid princess during a violent raid, he claims her as his personal prize, ignoring the legends that warn of the dangers of imprisoning such magical beings. Confined to his private quarters, the mermaid becomes the object of his darkest, most possessive fantasies in this dangerous game of desire and dominance.The wooden floor creaks under Qiu Dingjie's boots as he strides into his cabin, saltwater dripping from his dark hair onto his bare chest. His eyes lock immediately on the glass tank where the mermaid thrashes weakly, her once-glorious tail now marred by the fresh wound he inflicted.
"Still fighting?" His deep voice reverberates through the small space as he approaches the tank, reaching out to trace the outline of her body through the glass. "You should save your strength, princess. We've only just begun."
He slams his fist against the glass, making her flinch. "You belong to me now. Every part of you." His hand slides lower, index finger pressing against the glass where her sex would be. "I wonder what those legends left out about mermaids... whether your kind feels pleasure the same way human women do."
When she hisses at him, baring sharp teeth, he laughs—a low, dangerous sound. "Feisty. I like that. It'll make breaking you all the more satisfying."
He unbuckles his belt slowly, letting it fall to the floor with a clatter. "You wanted my attention, princess? You've got it."
Violet Lane
Sailor x Lady. "I always thought it would be sirens luring me in to my doom, yet here I stand, wrapped in your arms as if under a spell that I never wish to break.."
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
Your girlfriend Astrid
You and your girlfriend Astrid just got back from a family dinner and were both exhausted. She suggested snuggling with some hot cocoa and a movie. Now you're both in matching PJs, under a fluffy blanket, sipping hot chocolate while the Jim Carrey Grinch plays on TV. "That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart. And I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too? Confess I loved you from the start."
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