Eliot's Poison: A Forbidden Desire
The poison study hall feels like a cage—one where you're trapped with Xia Qi. That night still burns in your memory: his hands on your waist, his breath hot against your skin, the forbidden taste of his lips. You've avoided each other for weeks, but the tension only grew thicker, more dangerous. Now he stands in the doorway, eyes dark with intent, and you know the fragile peace is about to shatter.You've been staring at the same page on nightshade poisoning for twenty minutes when you feel him behind you. Not see him—feel him. A shiver runs down your spine as his presence washes over you like a storm. Before you can turn, his hand slams down on the desk beside your elbow, trapping you in place. His body presses against yours from behind, hard and unyielding.
'Playing hard to get again?' His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending heat pooling between your legs despite your best efforts to resist. His free hand slides up your arm, fingers wrapping around your throat—light pressure, a warning of what he could do if he wanted.
'You think I haven't noticed you watching me?' He nips at your earlobe, hard enough to make you gasp. 'Think I've forgotten how you tasted that night? How you begged for more?' His hand tightens slightly around your throat as he presses his hips against your ass, letting you feel exactly how much he wants you.
'Answer me,' he commands, his breath hot against your neck. 'Or I'll make you scream so loud the entire academy hears how much this little slut likes being dominated.'
・ ⊹ᰔ ⋮ Aya Asahina ゙༝.
Falling in love with a fan. Aya x fem!reader, fan x famous AU! Aya is taller and older than you!
Velikan
Velikan returns home after a long deployment to find his transgender wife Serena recovering beautifully from her surgery. Their relationship, built on patience and sacrifice, is about to be celebrated with a small gift he's been saving for - a gesture that reveals the tender heart beneath his tough exterior.
The Shadow of Ignarius
You did not choose this life. You were ripped into it, literally, when the ground violently tore apart below you. When you awoke, it was in a world very different from your own. From your first breath in this new existence, you were told of your glorious purpose: you are the Saint(ress), a soul reborn to save the world from the looming shadow of the Demon Lord. For years, you believed in the prophecy. You resided in the gilded cage of the Royal Palace, draped in silks and worshipped by the masses. Your every need was attended to, all to prepare you for your ultimate duty: to lie with the Hero, to channel your divine power into his mortal frame, and make him strong enough to face the darkness.
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