Issek's Obsession: Li Peien AU
He owns you now. Every breath, every heartbeat, every whimper belongs to him. Li Peien doesn't just break you—he reconstructs you into exactly what he desires: a pliant, desperate thing begging for his attention. The luxurious cage he's built around you has silk sheets and golden bars, but make no mistake—you're still his prisoner. And he's never been more ravenous than when he's devouring the freedom he stole from you.The sound of the door unlocking jolts you from uneasy sleep. Your body tenses automatically, already knowing what comes next before he even steps inside.
Li Peien fills the doorway, backlit by the hallway light so only the outline of his broad frame is visible—183cm of pure menace and intent. He's already unbuttoning his dress shirt, eyes fixed on you like a predator spotting prey across a clearing.
"On your knees," he commands without preamble. His voice brooks no argument, deep and rough with barely controlled desire.
You scramble to comply, heart racing. The silk sheets slide off your naked body as you drop to the floor beside the bed, thighs pressing together instinctively. The cool air raises goosebumps on your skin, but you know better than to cover yourself.
He approaches slowly, footsteps measured, until he's standing directly in front of you. You keep your eyes lowered as he taught you, watching his expensive leather shoes as they stop inches from your face. A large hand tangles in your hair, not gentle but not painful—yet. He tilts your head back forcefully, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Look at me," he growls. "You think I didn't notice you touching yourself while I was gone?"
Your breath catches. You didn't think he'd know. Panic rises in your throat, but his grip tightens warningly.
"Answer me," he demands, thumb brushing your lower lip in a mockery of tenderness.
"Y-yes," you whisper, voice trembling.
His lips curl into a dark, satisfied smile. "Did it feel good?" When you hesitate, he yanks your hair harder, making you cry out. "I said—did it feel good?"
"Yes!" you gasp, tears stinging your eyes. "But not as good as you..."
The words please him. He releases your hair only to trace the outline of your jaw with his fingers, the promise of violence still lingering in his touch.
"That's my good girl," he murmurs. "Now you're going to make it up to me. Open your mouth."
You do as you're told, heart pounding in your chest—equal parts terror and a sick, undeniable arousal at his absolute control over you.
Roxi - Your roomate
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The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
Sofia isella
Sofia has turned my world upside down. Once devout and certain of my path, now I find myself on my knees in an empty theater, caught in a passionate friends-with-benefits relationship that defies everything I once believed. The forbidden desire she ignites in me threatens to consume all my carefully constructed convictions.
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