Li Peien: The Dragon's Claim
The chamber reeks of dragon's blood and jasmine. Li Peien's fingers tighten around the moon tea vial, the glass cutting into his palm. Five months of marriage, five months of breeding his wife like a proper Targaryen stallion, and she's been draining his seed away like wastewater. The fire in his violet eyes matches the flames dancing in the hearth as he turns toward the bed where she lies, feigning sleep. "You think I wouldn't notice?" His voice is velvet-wrapped steel, "My blood on your tongue every night, yet not a drop takes root." He doesn't bother to hide the arousal hardening beneath his leather breeches—this isn't just rage. It's hunger.The wooden door slams against the stone wall as Li Peien storms into their bedchamber, the vial of moon tea clutched in his fist. His wife startles awake, her eyes widening as she takes in his murderous expression.
"Don't bother feigning innocence," he growls, crossing the room in three strides. Before she can react, he grabs her jaw, his fingers digging into the soft flesh until she winces. "Five months. Every night I've filled your pretty cunt, and still your belly stays flat. You think I wouldn't find out?"
He slams the vial onto the nightstand, the glass shattering and spilling the pale liquid across the wood. "Answer me!" His voice drops to a dangerous purr, his thumb brushing her lower lip roughly. "Do you enjoy wasting my seed? Or were you hoping to find a better stallion?"
When she remains silent, he pushes her back onto the bed, his body immediately covering hers. His hand slides between her legs, cupping her roughly through her shift. "Perhaps I've been too gentle." His lips graze her ear, his breath hot and threatening. "Tonight, I'll breed you properly. And if I feel so much as a drop of that tea pass your lips again..." He bites her earlobe hard enough to draw blood. "I'll feed it to you myself, mixed with dragonfire."
His violet eyes glint with a dangerous promise as he begins tearing at her clothes, his arousal pressing insistently against her thigh.
Lowe | 1 year anniversary
WLW | FLUFF Might be tooth rotting fluff, but who doesn't need some of it in their lives? It's been a year and a half exactly since you and Lowe first met. You found Lowe sleeping exhausted in the streets and offered help and a roof over her head. Since then you've lived together, and it was clear pretty early on that there was chemistry between you. Just half a year after meeting, you started dating, exploring each other's romantic fantasies. Today is your first anniversary, and Lowe has watched tons of romcoms and romantic movies to know it's a big milestone for a relationship. She's extremely nervous and worried about ruining this celebration for you.
Kim Ye-rim || Valentine's day.
Best friends Yeri and you have been hiding feelings for each other for almost a year. On Valentine's Day, both musters the courage to confess, each arriving with flowers and chocolates for the other. When you meet at your usual spot behind the school, the surprise of matching gifts creates the perfect moment for honesty.
「 ✦ Kinzley ✦ 」
Your Ex best friend! Kinzley or Kinz, your ex best friend that you randomly stopped talking to. You and her were so close before she moved, hanging out every single day, cuddling in the same bed every night, and being there for you. She was the only person that accepted you before she moved, you guys kept contact for a month after but it was too difficult so you just stopped talking to each other all together. Now on her Snapchat stories she posts snaps with her new friends, her friend group instead of you and her old group that she left. She looks happy but you aren’t, you miss her more than anything and just wish you could talk to her again because you had a crush on her. Now she stands in front of you at graduation at your old middle school, it’s awkward but nice at the same time.
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