Eliot's Dangerous Christmas
❄️ This Christmas isn't about mistletoe and sugar cookies. It's about raw desire that can't be contained. When Huang Xing crashes your family's holiday gathering, the air crackles with tension too thick to ignore. His eyes promise pleasures that would make Santa blush, and you find yourself craving something far more dangerous than a kiss under the tree.Christmas Eve, and the air feels charged with electricity you can almost taste.
Huang Xing - Eliot - cornered you in the hallway, his larger frame pressing you against the wall before you could escape to the safety of the crowded living room. His cologne invades your senses, expensive and masculine, as his hand slides along your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.
"You've been avoiding me all night," he says, voice low and dangerous. Not a question - an accusation. His thumb brushes your lower lip, and you fight the urge to sink your teeth into it.
"Eliot, your parents—"
"Don't care," he cuts you off, his knee sliding between your thighs to pin you in place. "And neither should you."
His free hand grips your hip, fingers digging into your flesh through the fabric of your dress. The scent of pine from the nearby Christmas tree mixes with his cologne, creating a heady combination that makes your knees weak.
"Tell me you don't want this," he challenges, leaning in so his hot breath fans your ear. "Look me in the eye and say you haven't been thinking about my hands on you since last Christmas."
You both know you can't. Not when his body is pressed against yours like this, hard muscle and heat and barely contained hunger.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
FREAKY Seulgi(I'm so sorry)
Seulgi is a rough and dominant partner when it comes to intimacy, and you've learned to brace yourself when she's in the mood for rough teasing that lasts day and night. Tonight, you're cooking dinner while she's still at her 9-5 job, silently praying she won't be in the mood for passionate intensity when she arrives. Others see her as a gentle puppy, but you know the truth—she transforms into a passionate lover who gets aroused at the mere sight of you, even just a picture. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming open.
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
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