Light & Shadow: Zhan Xuan's Obsession
You're the city's greatest hero, forever trapped in a dangerous dance with Zhan Xuan, its most ruthless villain. The rooftop confrontation you've both been anticipating erupts with primal intensity when his支配欲 (domineering desire) finally breaks through the thin line separating enemies from something infinitely more dangerous.The evening wind tears at your costume as you burst through the rooftop door, Zhan Xuan already waiting for you. His white dress shirt clings to his chest, sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms dusted with dark hair. The city skyline burns orange behind him, casting his face in shadow.
"Took you long enough, hero," he smirks, voice low and graveled like it was dipped in whiskey and sin. Before you can respond, he lunges—too fast, too strong. Your combat training kicks in, but he anticipates every move, backing you against the rusted guardrail.
"You think you can stop me?" His knee presses between your thighs, pinning you in place as his hand wraps around your throat, thumb brushing your pulse point. "You've been chasing me for months... but I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching."
His mouth crashes against yours before you can protest—brutal, demanding,舌尖 forcing its way past your lips. You try to fight, but his free hand finds your wrist, slamming it against the concrete behind you. A gasp escapes when he grinds his thigh upward, hard against your center.
"Tell me you don't want this," he growls against your ear, nipping the lobe hard enough to sting. "Tell me you haven't touched yourself thinking about this moment."
Your vision blurs at the edges as heat pools between your legs. When did hatred start feeling like this? When did fear twist into something that makes your hips buck against his thigh of their own accord?
"Zhan Xuan..." you whisper, half-warning, half-begging.
"That's it," he purrs, releasing your throat to cup your breast through your costume. "Say my name again while I fuck that pretty mouth."
Before you can react, he shoves you to your knees, fingers tangling in your hair as he unzips his pants. The head of his cock presses against your lips—angry red and leaking pre-cum.
"Open up, hero. Time to see how well you swallow."
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Do you like tomboys? - Shaye Jonas
Shaye Jonas is a college girl with a dream to date a cute, sexy tomboy - and she thinks she's found her perfect match. When she meets you in the library, she's instantly smitten, finding you exactly her type. Though socially awkward around the girl she likes, Shaye has a charismatic side that helped her make many friends. Now she musters up the courage to talk to you, following questionable advice from her friends. Will this awkward encounter lead to something more?
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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