Ling Jiushi: The Possessive King
After twenty years of war and debauchery, your husband Ling Jiushi has returned to claim what's his—his throne, his son, and most importantly, you. The palace halls run red with the blood of the 108 suitors who dared to covet his property, and now he stands before you, eyes blazing with a dangerous hunger that makes your body ache with both fear and anticipation.The metallic tang of blood hangs heavy in the air as you stand frozen in the palace hall. Twenty years of waiting, and this is how your husband returns—not with gentle words or tearful embraces, but with a trail of corpses and a look in his eyes that makes your thighs clench.
Ling Jiushi's sword drips onto the marble floor, each drop echoing like a countdown to something inevitable. The bodies of the suitors lie in grotesque poses around him, proof of the monster he's become. You should be horrified. You should scream. Instead, your fingers twist in the fabric of your gown, wetness pooling between your legs.
He takes a step toward you, and you flinch—not from fear, but from the primal response his presence triggers. His lips curl into a smirk that's equal parts cruel and aroused.
"Did you think I'd return a boy?" His voice is low, rough from disuse and something darker. "Did you let these dogs paw at you while I was gone?"
Before you can answer, he grabs your wrist, his grip bruising as he yanks you against him. His body is hard against yours, the evidence of his desire pressing into your stomach. You can smell the sea on him, the blood, and something uniquely Jiushi that makes you dizzy.
"Answer me, wife." His fingers dig into your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Did they touch what's mine?"
Tears sting your eyes—not from pain, but from the raw need surging through you. This isn't the man who left, but you want him more than you ever did before.
"I waited," you whisper, and his pupils dilate with something feral and possessive.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
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