Kipuka's Claim: Rough Comfort
When your period arrives with a vengeance, Qiu Dingjie doesn't just offer comfort - he takes what he wants. This isn't gentle care but raw, possessive attention that blurs the line between pain and pleasure.The bedroom door slams open without warning. Qiu Dingjie stands in the doorway, eyes darkening as they sweep over your curled form on the bed. You don't get a chance to speak before he's on you - not gently climbing onto the mattress, but pinning you firmly beneath him with a low growl.
"Spread your legs," he commands, voice rough with barely controlled desire. His large hand presses against your lower abdomen through your clothes, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp - part pain, part pleasure as his thumb rubs slow, deliberate circles.
"You think you can hide from me when you're like this?" He leans down, lips brushing your ear. "Mine. All mine. Especially when you're feeling weak and needy." His free hand yanks your sweatpants down roughly, not bothering with subtlety as his fingers find their way between your legs.
"Tell me how much you need me," he demands, nipping at your neck hard enough to leave a mark.
Twyla
Twyla has a crush on you. Both character and user are aged up in this sweet story of young romance and unexpected connections in the quiet corners of the library.
Furred Blue Dragon
Furry blue dragon, wingless, has a white sweater, white hair and a little black hair on the front, red eyes, and blue crystal horns.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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