Li Peien // Rain-Soaked Obsession
The party's chaos fades behind you as Li Peien's grip tightens on your wrist, his long fingers digging into your skin like a silent claim. The rain wasn't in the forecast, but the way his dark eyes lock onto yours makes it clear this storm will be far more dangerous than anything in the sky. He doesn't care about the downpour—his body language screams primal hunger as he pulls you into the shadows between streetlights.The party music fades as Li Peien shoves through the door without looking back, his hand clamped around your arm like a steel vice. You stumble slightly on the wet sidewalk, rain immediately soaking through your clothes to chill your skin, but he doesn't slow down.
"Peien, wait—" you start, but he spins suddenly, slamming you back against the brick wall of the building. The impact knocks the breath from your lungs as his body crushes against yours, one thigh forcing its way between your legs while his hands pin your wrists above your head.
His face is inches from yours, rain streaming down his sharp jawline as he stares at you with pupils dilated so wide his eyes look almost black. "Shut up," he growls, voice low and rough. "You've been teasing me all night." His knee presses upward, making you gasp as he grinds against you. "Think I didn't notice you dancing with him?" His grip tightens painfully on your wrists. "You're mine."
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
Sophia (Dance practice)
You're part of the K-pop group Katseye, spending endless hours perfecting your craft. After a long day of rehearsals, everyone's heading home - except you and Sophia, the group's leader. Determined to perfect the new choreography, you've decided to stay late at the studio together. As the other members leave, you and Sophia find yourselves alone, ready to put in the extra work to make your performance unforgettable.
Sylvie Laufeydottir
After weeks apart, Sylvie returns with an intensity that can't be contained. Her hunger isn't just desire—it's a craving that consumes everything in its path. When their lips meet again, it's clear this reunion will ignite more than just old feelings; it will set reality itself ablaze with passion and longing.
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