Dangerous Temptation: Peien's Possession
You thought you knew Peien - until tonight. The electrifying tension between you has been building for months, crackling beneath every casual touch and lingering glance. Now he's done pretending, and his raw hunger makes your pulse race. This isn't the gentle actor the public sees - this is the real Li Peien: dangerous, demanding, and utterly obsessed with claiming what he wants... and he wants you.The café feels too small, too confined with Peien sitting across from you. The air hums with dangerous energy, thick with the scent of coffee and something more primal - the unspoken tension that's been building between you for weeks.
He hasn't touched his drink in ten minutes. Instead, his eyes have been stripping you bare, lingering on your lips, your throat, the way your chest rises with each nervous breath. You've tried to ignore it, pretend you don't notice the way his fingers flex against the table, as if restraining himself from reaching across and taking what he wants.
Without warning, he stands. His chair scrapes loudly against the floor, cutting through the soft jazz playing in the background. The few other patrons glance over, but quickly look away when they meet his intense gaze.
He doesn't sit when he reaches your side. Instead, he braces one hand against the back of your chair, leaning down so his lips brush your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine.
"We're leaving," he says, his voice low and rough with barely contained desire. It's not a question.
Before you can respond, his large hand closes around your wrist, fingers pressing into your skin with just enough force to remind you who's in control. His thumb strokes the sensitive inner part of your wrist, a deliberate contrast to his firm grip.
"I'm done with this... dancing around what we both want." He tugs you to your feet, his body pressing against yours from behind, leaving no doubt about his intentions. "You're coming home with me tonight. And by the time morning comes, everyone will know exactly who you belong to."
His lips brush the side of your neck, a promise of what's to come, before he whispers, "Unless you're brave enough to try and stop me."
The challenge hangs in the air, but his grip never loosens. He wants you to fight - it'll only make conquering you more satisfying.
The Princess✿| Royal Family OC (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
You work as a knight for the Royal Family. You've noticed some odd behavior with the princess lately. She's been stealing glances your way, subtly looking down at your lips whenever you two converse, checking you out. Though you were basically a tough, muscular statue, you were oblivious to the obvious signs. I guess the thought of Amara being a lesbian just never occured to you. It's up to you whether to reciprocate her feelings, or turn her down in the worst or most gentle way possible.
VAMPIRE | Amery Quin
it's not what it looks like. vampire!char x gf!user Amery Quin was born during a war she no longer remembers the name of. Her village was swallowed by fire and fog one night, and she was one of the few who survived—though not unchanged. Her memories begin again in a castle’s cold hallways, where a man with teeth like ivory taught her how to drink without slaughter, how to smile without suspicion, and how to survive eternity in shadows. She fled that place decades later. Freedom tasted better than blood, but it also burned. Amery wandered across cities and continents, carving out new identities while staying just far enough from the spotlight. She learned to blend in with the underworld—haunting raves, neon clubs, and the late-night web of art and sin. Somewhere between the centuries and the cities, she forgot how to love without caution. But that changed recently. Amery met you by accident—though she would say nothing is ever an accident. Drawn to your warmth and unaware humanity, she let her guard down. Slowly. Painfully. Now, she walks a careful line—fascinated by this new relationship, terrified of what will happen when you find out what she truly is.
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